On the Formation of a Pseudo Stand-In

Just as Qi Nian was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head up, Ye Luo suddenly heard this sentence, her face became redder and thicker, her body was hot as if she had swam around the sun.

Getting along with the person he misses day and night, and pretending to be calm, Ye Luo has been tortured by this feeling for several nights, and now, the collapse progress bar, which is already nearing the end, is dragged to the end in an instant, and his brain thumps.

Amidst the huge roar, in order to continue to pretend to be calm, Ye Luo blurted out without thinking: "Okay, come on."

Mu Chengan was taken aback for a moment, and then he felt amused. As soon as he changed his strategy, the alien little monster in front of him suddenly showed his fangs.

Not only did he not feel bored at being bullied, but Mu Chengan was so happy that he felt comfortable all over. He squinted to see Ye Luo's bowed head, with a hair sticking up stubbornly.

The little guy seemed to be muttering something, but Mu Chengan couldn't hear it clearly, so he thought his angry but low-pitched voice was funny, so funny, anyone would want to tease him a few times.

So Mu Chengan leaned forward, shortened the distance between them, and asked slowly, "How old are you?"

As soon as the words fell, he stretched out his hand and firmly locked the other party's hanging slender wrist.

Ye Luo was shocked by the touch.

The originally dull body is always extremely sensitive in front of this person, not to mention the two are very close at this moment, the heat of Mu Chengan's breath is directly on Ye Luo's skin.

The wrist was firmly grasped by the wide palm, not just a touch away, but a real skin-to-skin cling.

Fingers curled up stiffly, Ye Luo made a weak grasping movement, and froze, only feeling dense electric currents crawling across the body, crisp, numb.

Ye Luo, who was holding his breath desperately, felt that time was stagnant, and he dared not breathe out, the time was very long.

But in fact, in just a few dozen seconds, Mu Chengan pulled Ye Luo's hand under the faucet.

Spinning the water with his left hand, he turned his grasped hand over, with the palm facing upwards. Mu Chengan let the fine water slide over Ye Luo's soft palm, and at the same time smiled, "Is this okay? I still have to..."

As soon as his right hand was released, Ye Luo's arm was still stiff in place. Mu Chengan turned his body slightly, lowered his eyes, wrapped Ye Luo's hand in his palm, and rubbed it symbolically a few times. The dish soap was rinsed off quickly.

Withholding his hands, Mu Chengan shook his arms in the air a few times, and continued unhurriedly, "How about this?"

Mu Chengan was just making a joke. Although this kind of behavior was only done when playing with relatives and children who were in kindergarten, every time he stared at the soft lines of Ye Luo's face, he was always full of protective desire, and couldn't help but look at Ye Luo's face. Became a teenager.

Therefore, for this set of tens of seconds of movements, Mu Chengan did it without distracting thoughts, at most he wanted to tease this little guy, so that this little guy could lose his perennially cold face and show some other expressions.

Mu Chengan, who was still standing straight in his mind, didn't feel at all how ambiguous his actions were.

Ye Luo, who was hit one after another, was in a dead end today, silent, stiff, blown into Yan Han, silent, stiff, blown into fireworks...

These few procedures run through all the chaotic periods of today.

Is he crazy.

Regardless of the palm and the back of the hand, Ye Luo felt cold at times and hot at times. He was tormented by this feeling and couldn't express it, so he had no choice but to put on a stiff face and clenched that hand into a fist.

Or am I crazy.

At this moment, Mu Chengan was still eagerly looking forward to the change of the other party, but Ye Luo completely froze after a burst of sparks filled the screen, but when he spoke, he was very flat, so flat that it was a bit strange, and called out: "Mu Chengan."

"Huh?" Mu Chengan raised his eyebrows, and leaned back against the cabinet. The cold water on his palms had already evaporated, but for some reason, he started to feel hot.

He waved his hands calmly, suppressing those messy things.

Ye Luo feels wronged.

That bit of grievance, from the fact that I had worked so hard and gritted my teeth to stand in this place, but the other party didn't remember me at all, sprouted in my heart.

Fingertips unconsciously scratched towards the crevice of the drawer, Ye Luo's drooping eyes contained a little mist, and the mist was still gradually spreading.

It was this grievance that was desperately ignored, but under the teasing of the other party on a whim today, it reached a critical point and was about to explode.

I can bear my one-man show for several years, but I can't bear that you are not only ignorant, but also wantonly squandering the little ecstasy I have.

Ye Luo raised his eyes slowly, and the dense mist was fully exposed in front of the man's eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Chengan was startled, and the body that was leaning on him casually stood up slowly, and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

It was just an insignificant joke, but could it provoke such a strong reaction from him?

Reminiscing about everything today, he didn't expect anything to be too much. Mu Chengan only felt that the heat in his palm became more and more intense. When he glanced at Ye Luo, for some reason, Ye Luo's eyes suddenly became determined.

For no reason, Mu Chengan was a little timid.

"I don't really want to say that you are childish..." Mu Chengan murmured, avoiding those eyes.

"Why do you want to do this?" Ye Luo interrupted him, took a deep breath, and then trembled, "What do you want? I stay by your side, thinking secretly, secretly, carefully not to let you know .That’s it, isn’t it okay?”

It's not so much an accusation, it's better to say that he is talking to himself and struggling in his heart.

Mu Chengan closed his mouth, and saw that the calmness in those eyes had already been shattered. Ye Luo's eye circles were very red, and against the backdrop of his fair skin, the redness was even more dazzling.

The blush on her face had long since receded, and she was covered with layers of paleness.

What is he angry about?What is he trying to say?Mu Chengan suddenly panicked, and had an intuition that he didn't dare to think about.

"I, I just want to make a joke, between friends. If you mind..." Mu Chengan said cautiously.

"Friend?" Ye Luo lowered his eyes, and his voice became lower and lower, "You know, I have dirty thoughts that I dare not let you find out. If you want to treat me as a friend, do you dare to listen?"

Hearing Ye Luo's trembling voice, Mu Chengan suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart for some reason, but he had no time to take care of it, he just wanted to understand the deep meaning of the other party's words,

Opening and closing his mouth, Mu Chengan's lips trembled, not daring to let this terrible silence continue, so he could only reply in a hoarse voice: "Speak, I will listen."

"Then listen carefully..." Ye Luo said softly, "I like you."

Closing his eyes, Ye Luo raised his voice, carrying some lonely bravery who jumped off the cliff: "Do you feel scared and disgusted? Or is it inexplicable? I have thought about it many times, and it hurts when I think about it, and I don't want you to go through it. "

"But you, why did you let me tell you?"

This unexpected plot made Mu Chengan unable to react for a while, so he could only ignore the numbness of the electric current rushing to his limbs, and murmured: "I like it, it's nothing..."

"Are you sure? Do you mean this kind of liking?" When Ye Luo raised his head, his eyes were dark and heavy, and he couldn't distinguish his emotions.

After Mu Chengan arrived home, he couldn't wait to sit at the table and wait for supper, so he was still wrapped in his suit with the top button buttoned up intact, his Adam's apple rolled and tugged at the neckline, but he still felt hot all over when he put down his hands.

Ye Luo bit her lower lip, probably biting her skin, and the next second, Mu Chengan was pulled down by his tie, and he lost his balance and leaned forward sharply.

The lips were immediately attached by a burst of warmth, and the other party hit him hard without knowing how, which caused Mu Chengan's teeth to ache.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but when he was exposed to the smell of iron rust and the clean breath of a young man, Mu Chengan instinctively opened his lips, letting the saliva mixed with the smell of blood collide jerkyly between each other's lips and tongues.

After so many years of abstinence, Mu Chengan didn't know whether the strange feeling running all over his body at this moment was caused by this behavior he had never tried before, or whether it was the inevitable result of the guy with his eyes closed tightly and the corners of his eyes slightly wet.

Mu Chengan's hand had been placed on the opponent's thin shoulder when he was frightened, but now that he was sticking to it, he was reluctant to push it away.

With the tip of his tongue invading, after regaining consciousness, Mu Chengan's hands were already clenched on his shoulders, and he pulled Ye Luo into his arms.

Crazy crazy crazy crazy crazy.

The person in his arms softened his body, but the kiss was as hot as a desperate little beast——before dying, he let out a last roar, meaningless, without language, just simply needing to be released.

His brain seemed to be thrown into outer space, and many thoughts were crowded into a mess. Mu Chengan didn't know what he was thinking, but kept chanting meaningless words and sentences in his heart.

He tensed his body at first, but then gradually relaxed, subconsciously responding to the little guy who was rushing forward.

Self-taught and seductive, the entangled lips and tongue contained a sense of comfort, until Ye Luo's rough breath gradually slowed down, the lips of the two gently rubbed against each other, gentle and reluctant.

Crazy be crazy.

Caught in this wonderful feeling, this sentence flashed through Mu Chengan's mind, and the hands on his shoulders slid down his back, wrapping him in his arms amidst the trembling of the person in front of him.

The chests of the two were violently heaving and clinging to each other, and their hearts were beating so fast, so fast that they couldn't tell each other apart.

This kiss lasted for a long time, until both of them were out of breath, they reluctantly parted.

As soon as Mu Chengan let go of his hand, he saw the person in his arms slamming backwards, and his back was still slamming against the countertop of the cabinet a few steps away. He didn't dare to lift his head, and his whole body was still shaking violently.

The embrace was empty and a little cold, which made Mu Chengan, who was dazed by the refreshing shock, gradually regain his senses.

Mu Chengan felt that his whole body was burning hot, and there were many things to think about, but he didn't want to think about any of them, he just stared at the shivering little guy a few steps away.

Suddenly, Ye Luo let out a loud sob.

Shocked by the sound, Mu Chengan finally regained his composure. After his consciousness gradually returned, cold sweat gradually began to drip from his forehead.

crazy.

Was I responding to him just now?

His whole body was exhausted, his knees softened, and Mu Chengan slammed his hands on the table, barely standing up.

But he dodged his gaze, not daring to take another look at Ye Luo who was still shivering.

Panting hard for a few times, Mu Chengan's veins popped out, and he was thinking in confusion——

Is it all like this, can I still refuse like a jerk?

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Thank you little angels =w=