mandatory agreement

"I want to chat with you for a while." Zhou Xing said softly.

"But I don't want to wear a mask and have ambiguous interactions with you."

Lu Zheng sighed, and was about to continue walking, but Zhou Xing grabbed the wrist of his right hand.

Zhou Xing's strength wasn't heavy, and Lu Zheng didn't make any money, he just asked doubtfully, "What exactly do you want?"

"I don't want you to leave, I am very comfortable by your side."

"It's impossible for you to respond to my liking and not let me go. It's too embarrassing."

When Lu Zheng said this, he was gentle and gentle, like a good-tempered brother, as if he was not angry at all.

Zhou Xing let go of Lu Zheng's hand, and in the next moment, he hugged Lu Zheng's waist - they were about the same size, his chin rested on the other's shoulder, and the burning kiss burned his neck.

"...Why are you hugging me?" Lu Zheng's voice trembled.

"I don't know why, just like I don't know why I stopped you."

"Can you……"

"No."

Lu Zheng's shoulders shrugged slightly. He seemed to be crying, but he said in a low voice, "Let's go, let's drink tea."

"Ah."

Lu Zheng agreed, and Zhou Xing had no reason to hug Lu Zheng again. He slowed down and followed Lu Zheng slowly down the mountain. The words "I'll carry you" came to his lips several times. Did not say it.

He is indeed young, but he is not inexperienced in love. After his emotions stabilized, he went backwards, so he couldn't figure out what was wrong with him.

Reason reminds Zhou Xing to keep his promise, but emotion urges him to approach Mr. Lu Zheng—it makes him relax, happy and satisfied.

Lu Zheng pursed his lips tightly, as if no strangers were allowed in. He walked forward for a while, and the corner of his sports jacket sank—Zhou Xing silently grabbed his corner with his fingers.

"What are you doing."

"May I shake your hand?"

Either hold your coat corner, or hold your hand.

Lu Zheng laughed angrily, and said, "You carry me down, I can't walk."

"Okay, I'll carry you on my back."

Zhou Xing was as good as he was, and bent down in front of Lu Zheng deftly.

"you come up."

Lu Zheng smiled indulgently. He pressed on Zhou Xing's body and made him carry him on his back, but he still stabbed him with his mouth: "Your ex-boyfriend is sweet with others. You are not busy catching rapes, but you have to carry them on your back." I'm going to drink tea."

"I don't want to carry you to drink tea." Zhou Xing put his hand on Lu Zheng's calf, walking down the mountain quickly and steadily.

"Then what do you want to do behind my back?"

"Want to sleep with you."

want to date you.

Zhou Xing swallowed the second half of the sentence. He lowered his eyes and walked on the light spots left by the tree shadows with every step. After finishing the half sentence, he quickened his pace, but quietly waited for Lu Zheng's answer. .

Lu Zheng's answer was to lower his head and viciously bit the flesh on the back of Zhou Xinghou's neck, and pretended to be frivolous and said, "Okay, anyway, there is a hotel at the bottom of the mountain."

Zhou Xing licked his lips, his mouth was parched, and his heart seemed to be on fire, with lust proliferating, half of his mind was thinking about pornographic waste, and half of his mind was recalling the memory of his coexistence with Lu Zheng.

"Lu Zheng, I..." He bit the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to choose to remain calm.

"The first time I met you, you borrowed a bracelet from me." Lu Zheng slumped on Zhou Xing's back lazily like a cat, letting his breath flow to the man's earlobe, "I'm very impatient , but when you held the bracelet, you were too close to me."

"You have beautiful hands, a nice voice, and a nice smell."

"That's when I missed you so much."

Zhou Xing blushed, he remained silent, but lifted Lu Zheng's body up.

"I originally wanted to fuck you directly in the garden, but you refused my flowers."

"Zhou Xing, I thought you were loyal to your boyfriend and wanted to let you go."

"It was you who came here to seduce me."

Lu Zheng didn't say anything touching, and in the end, it could even be called an accusation.Zhou Xing's breathing became more and more rapid, as if he had heard a very beautiful confession.

They hadn't climbed up for a long time, Zhou Xing carried Lu Zheng on his back and walked very quickly, the two arrived at the foot of the mountain very quickly, they waited at the same spot for no more than a minute, a car stopped at the bottom of the mountain, the man looked familiar The driver got out of the car, bent down and opened the door of the rear seat.

Zhou Xing put Lu Zheng in the back seat of the car, and sat in himself. He knew why and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the nearest Seven Star Hotel." Lu Zheng gave him a sideways glance, and deliberately annoyed him, "I'll pay the bill."

Zhou Xing didn't say anything to spoil the scenery, but decided to wait until tomorrow and secretly transfer the money to him.

The car stopped directly in front of the elevator in the underground garage. Zhou Xing didn't know where the courage came from, and he directly carried Lu Zheng out of the car in the way of a princess. He was like a young leopard who had just grown up, sniffing at him intimately. Every detail of Lu Zheng's body is clamoring for liking.

The atmosphere was just right, and Lu Zheng didn't say anything disappointing. He seemed too cooperative and only regarded himself as a tool.

Zhou Xing pressed Lu Zheng on the soft mattress, and he stretched out his hand to pick off half of the man's mask, but his fingers touched the edge of the mask, and he withdrew his hand again like an electric shock.

Through the mask, Lu Zheng could clearly see the struggle and pain on Zhou Xing's face. He smiled in his heart, but raised his hand, touched the switch along the edge of the bed, and cut off the power supply in the bedroom with a "snap".

He withdrew his hand and took off the mask on his face. His voice was as gentle as ever, and he asked, "One-night stand?"

Zhou Xing didn't respond to this sentence, and kissed his lips hastily.

The two hugged each other tightly, their lips and teeth clinging to each other, and the flat sheets were tossed into wrinkles.

When the last round was over, Lu Zhengping lay beside Zhou Xing and said almost calmly: "I don't know what you think, if you want to be my boyfriend, then don't do anything, I will help you settle everything thing."

"If you don't want to, leave me. My mask is by the bed. Put it on before the sun rises."

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, he deliberately paused for a few seconds to add weight to himself.

"Zhou Xing, you can't just rely on me liking you and just hurt me like that."

Zhou Xing turned over and turned his back to Lu Zheng. He tightly covered his lips with his hands to ensure that he would not respond impulsively.

He was sore all over, but he was soberly aware that every minute and every second around Lu Zheng made him more infatuated with him, like falling into an invisible love net, and the more he struggled, the more he couldn't break free.

I thought that another body entanglement could stop the desire in my heart, but I didn't think that it would be tantamount to quenching thirst with poison, and it would only slip deeper and deeper.

"...Can I still find you next time?" Zhou Xing asked in a muffled voice.

What responded to him was Lu Zheng's sneer.