The Big Bosses Are Not What I Expected After I Transmigrated Into A Book

Sleeping with Gu Ye, Qiao Yang felt no pressure at first.

The days when I slept in a dormitory with a few big boys in college were very happy.

Everyone often squeezed together on the same bed with shirtless arms and bare backs, playing cards and games.

From time to time, when a few boys share resources, which buddy can't control it, and runs to the toilet and bathroom to solve the problem on the spot.

Qiao Yang is not surprised.

Until the two of them took turns taking a bath, turned off the light, and sat on the bed, Qiao Yang noticed a different atmosphere.

After the bright crystal pendant was extinguished, only the dim yellow night light on the bed was turned on, making the whole room plunge into a hazy silence.

He himself sat on the luxurious and comfortable super big bed, surrounded by the steam from the bath and the fragrance of shower gel.

On the opposite side was Gu Ye who had just walked out of the bathroom, walking towards his bed in a loose bathrobe, and said in a low voice, "I'm done washing too."

In the dimly lit room, Gu Ye's deep peach eyes were particularly bright, and the slightly drooping and slightly warped eyes gave a hazy feeling of being drunk but not drunk.

Coupled with his low and magnetic voice, he asked, "Are you going to sleep now?"

Suddenly, there was a certain fragrance in the room.

It is completely different from the boys' dormitory that smelled of sweat and feet in college.

Qiao Yang's heart began to float up and down.He hummed, his eyes dodged and he said, "Go to sleep, it's not too early."

"it is good."

As Gu Ye spoke, he approached step by step.

The waistband of the nightgown was loosely tied, allowing the already loose fabric to spread out in a V shape, revealing a strong chest and rough muscle lines, and two straight legs were faintly revealed when the nightgown was lifted up as she walked.

The skin not covered by the bathrobe is a light honey color, with the smell of warm water vapor and fragrant shower gel just out of the bathroom.

Like very thick and precipitated honey, tempting people like to taste the taste.

It is the masculine beauty that those smelly boys in the same dormitory in college can't match.

Qiao Yang turned his eyes away completely, got into the bed and started playing with his phone with his back facing Gu Ye's direction, and said, "Liu Wen just sent you a set of quilts to put on the sofa, you can take the covers yourself."

Gu Ye looked at the quilt on the sofa, but didn't go to get it.

He sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand to pick up a strand of Qiao Yang's hair, and asked, "Your hair hasn't dried yet, so you just slept like this?"

Qiao Yang didn't care, "It's okay, I'll do it myself in a while."

Gu Ye sat closer to him: "Do you want me to brag to you?"

While asking, he continued to fiddle with Qiao Yang's hair, stroking it from the forehead to the back of the head with the palm of his hand.

Qiao Yang's short, steamy hair slipped between his fingers, cool and soft.

Qiao Yang paused, but did not escape.

The wide and warm palm and the soft fingertips slide over the sensitive scalp, bringing a numb feeling like a thin electric current passing through the nerves of the whole body.

It was so comfortable that people couldn't help trembling, and his whole body relaxed.

Gu Ye's movements were very slow and casual, as if he was carelessly rubbing something, and it made people unguarded.

Qiao Yang couldn't help squinting his eyes, and the phone slipped from his hand, he exhaled lightly as if enjoying himself, and said, "...No, it's too troublesome."

Seeing that he didn't dodge, Gu Ye went to bed.

It's just that he didn't lie down, but sat next to Qiao Yang with his back to him, leaning against the bed, looking down at his head buried in the pillow, and stroking it one after another.

It's just that there are more and more movements.

For a while, he twisted his fingers around the hair, and for a while, he slid his fingers along the hairline behind the ears, and rubbed Qiao Yang's ears twice by the way.

Further back, the fingertips slipped into the collar of the pajamas through the cervical spine, and when they were about to touch the back, Qiao Yang shrank his neck and chuckled: "...Itches, don't touch it."

Gu Ye stopped, but put his palms on his shoulders, and asked, "You spent so long sitting in front of the computer making music in the afternoon, are your shoulders tired? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

Qiao Yang smiled and asked, "Would you rub someone's shoulders?"

After all, he was the only young master of the Gu family. He became the president of the Gu family at a young age, and it was impossible to do the job of rubbing someone's shoulders.

Gu Ye gently pinched the person's shoulder twice, and asked back, "Would you like to try?"

Qiao Yang turned over and got down on the ground: "Okay, then you come."

Gu Ye got the permission, leaned close to Qiao Yang's side, put his hands on his shoulders and began to knead.

Qiao Yang was a little thinner, and his shoulders were also a little thinner.He started very gently, except for the shoulders, he also rubbed Qiao Yang's arms, neck, and his palms slid down the neck and into the back in the collar.

Qiao Yang's skin was very fair and soft, and the areas he rubbed would turn red, like the imprint he left on this body.

He couldn't help but strike harder, wanting to leave these marks deeper.

He deliberately leaned down and sniffed his red shoulders, and asked, "What kind of shower gel do you use? It smells good. I smelled jasmine before. Have you changed it now?"

Qiao Yang replied lazily: "Well, I didn't bring the jasmine flavor."

Gu Ye's palms are wide and warm, and the strength is just right. It feels really comfortable to be rubbed.

He was a little embarrassed at first, but after a while he immersed himself in it and enjoyed it with peace of mind.

After a while, I started to feel drowsy.

Gu Ye held back a strange look in his eyes.The palm that fell on Qiao Yang's body was still trying to penetrate deeper into the collar.

But Qiao Yang's breathing became more and more steady, until he let out a soft sleeping snore.

Gu Ye:? ? ! ! !

Qiao Yang actually fell asleep!

Gu Ye looked at his palm speechlessly.

Is it because Qiao Yang has too much heart, or does he really have a talent for shoulder massage.

He rubbed him with the excuse that he wanted to excite him.

What the hell is it that he fell asleep? Didn't this make him ask for trouble?

Finally using jealousy as an excuse to sleep in the same bed, but it was just sleeping? !

He stared at the sleeping man with a calm face, and sighed.

Qiao Yang's emotions are delicate and sensitive, but in these aspects he is so slow that it makes people despair.

He was helpless.Lying down on his side, he propped his head on one hand and carefully observed the sleeping Qiao Yang.

Qiao Yang slept with his hands on the pillow like an innocent child. When he was not talking or laughing, he had a cold aura because of his thin lips and sharp jawline.

But the ends of the tightly closed eyes are curved in a beautiful arc, covered with two rows of thick eyelashes.

Gu Ye felt restless in his heart, he stretched out his fingers and fiddled with Qiao Yang's two rows of eyelashes.The sleeping person frowned, twisted his face and continued to sleep.

Gu Ye rubbed his face with the back of his hand again, the warm and fair skin rubbed against the rough lines on the back of his hand, and they could feel the comfort of the contrast between each other.

Qiao Yang snorted, and rubbed the back of his hand more tightly to warm it up.Even the body felt the warmth next to it, and instinctively leaned towards Gu Ye's body.

Gu Ye took advantage of the situation and hugged him into his arms.

But his hand didn't stop, his fingertips caressed his face, lips, jaw, Adam's apple, protruding collarbone... and gradually slipped into the collar.

No matter how big-hearted a person is, he will feel it when he is touched like a fire.

Qiao Yang opened his eyes in a daze, and hummed dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing, you're sleeping... eh!"

He didn't speak, his mouth was blocked.

Gu Ye kissed him, but very lightly. He slightly opened his mouth to hold his thin lips, sucked them softly, and then let go.

Qiao Yang also kissed during the day, and Qiao Yang was not too surprised, and because he just fell asleep, his muscles and nerves were extremely relaxed, and he didn't want to move.

He didn't even bother to wipe off the moisture that Gu Ye left on his lips, so he closed his eyes again: "...don't make trouble."

Gu Ye coaxed him softly and said, "Okay, you sleep, I want to kiss you a few more times, just a few times."

Qiao Yang grunted in his half-asleep half-awake as a promise.

Gu Ye kissed more presumptuously, his mouth, cheeks, ears, neck, and shoulders fell gently, leaving a touch of moist water vapor everywhere he went.

The pecking like a superficial peck gradually deepened, turning into sucking or even nibbling.

Qiao Yang, who was unconscious at first, was slowly ignited with a small flame, until he was fully awake and found changes in his body.

He was dumbfounded and started to push Gu Ye away.

During college, his roommates often huddled together at night to share resources. He had no interest in listening to the voices inside, and instinctively rejected them.

When there are physical needs, he will solve them by himself, but not frequently.

But now, he was actually reacted by Gu Ye's kiss.

He dodged and pushed Gu Ye: "You, don't touch it."

Gu Ye had already noticed that he hugged him even tighter with a chuckle, and said with a chuckle, "It's okay, I'll help you."

Qiao Yang's ears turned red, and he said, "No need...I, I will do it myself."

Gu Ye lay beside his ear, kissed his shoulder, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Do you still think of me as your boyfriend?"

Qiao Yang was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? What?"

Gu Ye said again, as if inducing him: "Isn't boyfriend the most useful at this time?"

Boyfriend, yeah.

He and Gu Ye are lovers now.

hugged, kissed...

While Qiao Yang was still hesitating, Gu Ye's palm had already started to comfort him and coax him.

It's the same as pinching his shoulders just now, but it's from the waist to the abdomen...

Qiao Yang stopped breathing for a moment, and then stopped moving.Under the comfortable stroking, the desire to explode all over his body was also diverged little by little.He instinctively accepts it, wants even more.

Qiao Yang lay with his back facing Gu Ye, curled up in a strong and broad embrace, feeling at ease and comfortable.

Gu Ye's palm was very big and generous. When he was holding it, he was surrounded by an indescribable warmth and softness. He never knew it would feel like this.

It makes people lose their thinking, lose consciousness, and even breathe with the movement of Gu Ye's hand up and down.

The brain is blank, and the body and mind just want to sink.

It was as if the door to a new world had been opened to him, and he was excited by the fresh and joyful experience he had never had before.

He even ignored the shoulders, neck, and Yuexiong's mouth that had been kissed all the time.

Until he let out a long sigh, the boiling blood gradually faded, and his brain gradually became clear, and he began to understand what happened in front of him.

Gu Ye asked in a low voice from behind: "The clothes are dirty, do you want to change in the bathroom?"

Qiao Yang calmed down for a while, then turned to face Gu Ye.

His face was still flushed, and his eyes sparkled with the excitement of trying something new for the first time.

He went straight to Gu Ye and hugged Gu Ye, and kissed his chin lightly.He stretched out his hand to grab the place where he had been poking him just now, and said, "Wait a while, I will help you too."

Gu Ye hugged him tightly and still kissed him.The man's white shoulders and neck had long left marks, which were his marks.

In a trance, there was only one thought in his mind, he wanted to leave these imprints on this man forever, and make this man belong to him forever.

After a long time, the two took turns to take a shower again.

Qiao Yang's pajama pants were dirty, and he couldn't find a change of clothes for a while, so he threw himself into the bed with only a bathrobe wrapped around his waist.

He was lazy and weak, but not sleepy.

This kind of experience made him feel joyful and slightly excited physically and mentally.

He looked at Gu Ye and smiled slightly complaining: "My hands are sore."

Gu Ye didn't speak, just sat next to Qiao Yang, rubbed his hand lightly, then lowered his head and pecked lightly, his eyes were full of intense affection that couldn't be melted away.

Qiao Yang could understand the meaning in his eyes, he had the same feeling.

The intimate embrace for more than an hour has further sublimated the relationship between the two, and they have a different kind of attachment to each other.

Qiao Yang nestled in Gu Ye's arms, letting his hands, his lips, and his hot body touch her tightly.

Gentle and meticulous.

It's an addictive experience.

The youthful and active body, together with the freshness and excitement, was soon ignited again.

Gu Ye's palm slid across his back, staying at the tailbone of his waist where the bathrobe was tied, gently stroking with his fingertips, and asked: "Do you still want it?"

It was still a hoarse and magnetic voice, but at this moment it was filled with sexy charm.

Qiao Yang replied in a low voice, yes.

The voice is very low, as if brought out when exhaling.

Qiao Yang nestled in Gu Ye's arms, as if he was surrounded by Gu Ye's unique warm aura.

He took a deep breath of the reassuring and comfortable smell, and from time to time, he gnawed on the honey-colored rough muscle texture like a kitten.

Gu Ye was very tolerant and allowed Qiao Yang to do some trivial actions.

But also slightly forceful, he lowered his head and kissed Qiao Yang's shoulders, neck, and chest with his marks.

The room illuminated by dim light is quiet and romantic.

Occasionally, the sound of light and heavy breathing breaks the silence and adds a different atmosphere to the room.

Not long after, Qiao Yang lightly bit the arm hugging him: "Bath towel, no more."

"it is good."

Gu Ye hugged Qiao Yang, who was still breathing calmly, tore off the sticky towel and threw it on the ground.

The fingers still rubbed lightly along the arc of his waist, staying at the tailbone.

He asked Qiao Yang, "If you don't want to move, just lie down, and I'll get a towel."

Qiao Yang hugged Gu Ye and did not let go, with the tip of his nose rubbing against his firm chest, with a lazy expression and a soothing tone: "It's up to me...to help you."

His complexion was still rosy, and his breath was unsteady when he spoke, and his lips pressed against Gu Ye's chest as if they were close together, tickling people's hearts.

Gu Ye hugged him very tightly, wishing to rub him into his heart.

He whispered: "...Aren't your hands sore, let's change the method."