Human food sex

On Tuesday morning, everyone had a barbecue by the seaside, and in the afternoon they moved to the indoor banquet, and they were all a bit forgetful during the banquet.

Only the late return, because I had to drive and didn't drink alcohol.Today is to celebrate his birthday, so it will inevitably be a disappointment.

Seeing this, Haiwan picked up the goblet in front of him and said, "I'll drink it for him, I don't drive anyway."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Chigui for permission.

"Hey, it's so strict to return to this tutor late!" Wang Kunlun said with his tongue, "Wanwan finally had a drink, come, drink more."

"He doesn't know how to drink." Chi Gui glared at Wang Kunlun, and pulled Haiwan to his side. His warm breath brushed against his ear, causing a shiver: "Drink less. Who said you won't drive tonight?"

"Understood." Haiwan turned his face sideways, raised his glass and drank it down, "I will pay respects to everyone on behalf of the late, and it is really enviable to take time out of your busy schedule to celebrate his birthday."

"We don't talk about that." Kuang Ye smiled, "We're all friends, we should."

Jing Jue also said: "That's right, don't be so alien, you will be our friend in the future, it's the same."

"Xiaojing is right." Wang Kunlun said holding a champagne glass, "Look at Haiwan's face is red, it seems that he really can't drink it!"

Haiwan touched his cheek, thinking about the late return words in his heart, the side of his dimple burned even hotter.

Talk to talk, laugh to laugh, and everyone didn't persuade them any more.After eating, they didn't delay much, and went back to their rooms to pack their luggage.

Zhou Rong and Jing Jue left tomorrow morning, Kuang Ye and Tao Weiwei rode through the tunnel, Wang Kunlun and Guo Qianfan had business in the local area, only Chigui and Haiwan drove, and Xing Jiaran naturally went with them.

Haiwan exchanged contact information with them one by one, and said goodbye to Chigui.

It was already dark when he got off the boat, he drank too much and lay down in the rear compartment to take a nap in a daze, while Xing Jiaran dominated the co-pilot.

It was past eight o'clock when we drove to the high-speed exit. Chi Gui wanted him to sleep at home, but the bumps of the clinker wheels rolling over the speed bump woke him up from his sleep.

Haiwan rubbed his eyes, saw that he was already in the city, and asked him in a soft voice, "Where's Jiaran?"

"His car has just been repaired, and the 4S shop happened to be nearby, and he got off by the side of the road." Chi Gui turned on the overhead light and said, "Come here, let's get some fresh air, so you won't have a headache when you go back."

"It's a bit cold." Haiwan pulled off his suit jacket, put it on and sat in the co-pilot.

Chigui lowered a line of glass, lowered the seat, and let him lean on his side: "Lie down for a while, and I'll be back soon."

"I'm not sleepy, just sit down." He blushed drunk, like an apple, leaning against the car window looking at Chi Gui with a smirk. "There is a traffic jam in the inner ring, you can take the expressway around the city."

Chi Gui gave a "hmm" and warned: "Don't blow it against the wind, be careful not to catch a cold."

Haiwan moved his shoulders obediently, but did not make a sound, nor did he speak again.

The carriage was as silent as water, with only the slight roar of the engine, no one spoke, but the atmosphere was extremely harmonious.

The ambiguity is like melted chocolate, slowly flowing between the two, the promise of yesterday is still in their ears, and they know exactly what they are going to do tonight.

The moonlight is charming and the neon lights are brilliant, Chigui's mind flashed for a moment the swaying buttocks of the bay, and for a moment the finger play on the terrace before.

One frame after another, one after another of illusions converge, the road in front of you twists crazily, winding towards the abyss of love and desire.

The car shuttled through the night, he stepped on the accelerator, and drove on the coastal road like lightning.

The evening wind makes people drowsy, and the tone of the bay is like drawing syrup, lingering in the ears: "Do you want to go back to sleep with me?"

"What do you think?" He turned his head and swallowed an opium-like voice, so sexy that his scalp tingled.

Haiwan turned his face sideways, staring at his reflection on the windshield, pursing the corners of his mouth excitedly: "Then drive faster."

While speaking, the gentle outline of the community appeared in front of me.

Chi Gui unlocked the door, drove into the underground garage, put one arm on his shoulder, and walked towards the elevator with his support.

The bay is not immovable, but it just depends on him. The smell of tobacco and mint wafts into the nose, which is seductive in its clearness.

"You smell it well, it's the smell of Chigui, Chigui Chigui Chigui Chigui..." As he spoke, he buried himself in Chigui's neck and started laughing.

"What's going on, be good, don't move around." Chi Gui rebuked helplessly.

With the sound of "ding", the elevator door slowly opened the curtain like velvet hanging on the stage.

Haiwan leaned on Chigui and staggered into the door, impatiently kicking off his shoes and hugging him for a kiss: "You said you want to sleep with me, how can you play tricks?"

Chi Gui pressed his index finger against his lips, pulled his tie and said, "Go and brush your teeth first."

"Cleanliness!" Haiwan bit his shoulder unwillingly, stepped on the Hot Wheels and rushed into the bathroom, then came out holding a toothbrush and asked, "Will you sleep with me after brushing?"

Chi Gui, who was changing clothes, couldn't help laughing and said, "You really... sleep with you after brushing!"

"Oh——" Haiwan cheered, rinsed his mouth perfunctorily two or three times, straightened his limp hair, and leaned on the door frame and said, "Brush, finish brushing."

Chi Gui has also come out of the cloakroom, he is not wearing any clothes on his upper body, black trousers are hung on his thin waist, two mermaid lines bulge out the lines of his muscles, and extend straight into it.

The interior lights are dim, the snow-white carpet seems to be covered with a layer of truffles, and the surroundings exude a fatal attraction.

The atmosphere is romantic, and the people are lingering. His eyes are like the wet grass in the rainy season, and like the blue light refracted on the thousands of miles of ice field, cold and deep.

At a glance, he took off the clothes of the bay.

"The dance that I did last night," Chi Gui walked around behind him, wrapped his arms around him, and swiped up and down to order: "Dance it again for me to see."

"Didn't you forbid me to dance?" Haiwan looked back at him in embarrassment, "Besides, there is no music..."

Chi Gui conjured up a black remote control out of nowhere, pressed the button, and the whole room was suddenly immersed in water, flowing with the music.

"The Art of Letting Go"

Haiwan has heard this song before, and it will be different to listen to it now.

He raised his head along with the music, bent his slender neck back, hooked Chi Gui's shoulder with one hand, and twisted on his body like a water snake.

The bet at the birthday party is now reflected in reality.

Haiwan doesn't need skills or deliberation, and the outpouring of true feelings is enough to arouse Chigui's blood.

He shrugged his shoulders and turned around, his arms were hooked around the back of his neck, his knees were slightly bent, a section of his exquisite waist was exposed, and the double mounds under his tail swayed in harmony, making people dizzy.

Chigui didn't wait for him to finish the song, and pushed him onto the bed to hold him down, his movements were urgent and violent, as if he wanted to tear him apart.

The singing is still circulating, the tune is the same as before, but the breath of the two has become disordered.

The intense love made Haiwan feel sore the next morning.

When he moved a little, Chi Gui woke up immediately, stretched out his long arms and took him into his arms, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you awake?"

Haiwan rubbed his head against his chest, closed his eyes and mumbled, "I don't want to wake up, I'm so hungry."

"Sleep for a while, I'll make breakfast." Chi Gui patted his butt and asked again, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Haiwan deliberately felt a specific part, and hesitated: "It's a little... I don't know, it's just a little strange."

Chi Gui turned him onto himself in a considerate manner, rubbing his back to comfort him: "It will be like this for the first time, and it will be fine in the future."

Haiwan responded, thinking about it suddenly felt wrong: "The first time, why is it the first time? Didn't we... have slept?"

"Fool." Chi Gui nodded at the tip of his small nose, and asked with a smile, "Do you believe me if I tell you?"

"Of course." He blurted out.

It seemed that from the very beginning, he had given him trust beyond ordinary people, and even after he said that he had slept with him, he never became suspicious.

This trust seems silly, not a smart and vigilant adult, and it is not even worth laughing at.But in the eyes of Chi Gui, who is holding him here and now, it is so precious.

"In the future, don't trust others so easily." He educated his exclusive snack with worry, "Only I can trust... No, not even me. Be selfish and always protect yourself first."

"Why?" Haiwan flattened his mouth, "Are you trying to lie to me?"

Chi Gui shook his head and said, "I won't lie to you, unless it's a white lie. But there are always accidents in the world. Of course, I hope you will always trust me, but you also have to learn to identify dangers."

"How can I be in danger? I'm not a big shot." Haiwan felt that he was alarmist, "Besides, I have you."

"I'll be disobedient in the future, so you don't have to worry about it, you'll always have to circle around me, and you won't be able to leave." He grabbed his shoulder and refused to let go.

Chi Gui rubbed his hairy head, and asked softly, "Where am I going?"

He only cares about this now, where else is he going?

Haiwan didn't know where he could go, and subconsciously felt uneasy: "Anyway, I can't go anywhere, just stay here with me."

"Since I've been here with you all this time, shouldn't you think about it?" Chi Gui has always been farsighted, likes to plan ahead, and thinks about every step.

Haiwan is different. In a sense, he muddled along. Although he often fantasizes about the future, it is just a dream that is almost impossible to realize.

"What?" He was puzzled, as far as he was concerned, being with Chi Gui was what he yearned for the most.

"I want you to open a hotel." Without warning, Chi Gui suddenly dropped a huge thunder.

"Opening a hotel?" Haiwan was startled when he heard the words, and stared at him dumbfounded: "Do you have a fever?"

He stretched out his hand exaggeratedly, and touched his forehead: "What are you thinking? It's more unrealistic than me."

"Where is it unrealistic?" Chi Gui sat up, took the computer from Haiwan, and logged into his mailbox to show him.

"I asked Jennifer to choose a few addresses. Take a look, they are all in good locations, with convenient transportation and good scenery."

"I let you go to the hotel, not just to find you a job. The royal family has been in decline in recent years, but it doesn't prevent you from stealing lessons from it."

"Wait a minute, wait a moment." Haiwan couldn't accept it for a while. According to him, it was planned for him to start a business early in the morning, but he didn't tell him until now.

"I don't know anything about management, how do I open it? And this kind of high-end hotel costs a lot, and renting the venue alone is an astronomical figure."

"I have no capital, no skills, no contacts, and no experience. How could I just open it? It's just a fantasy and a whimsical idea."

Chi Gui sighed, and said, "What you lack the most is not these things, but self-confidence. Do you think real estate developers have to learn how to build houses, and restaurant managers have to learn how to cook?"

He clicked on the playback of the recording on the computer, and replayed what Haiwan said to him just now: "Listen to him yourself, is it the Taoist in the recording, or the previous Haiwan?"

"There is no experience to accumulate, no technology to ask for foreign aid, and no principal to finance."

"As for connections, who said you don't have one, am I not your connection?"

When Haiwan heard the last sentence, he couldn't help laughing and said, "We're discussing serious matters, can you stop teasing me!"

"Am I wrong?" Chi Gui didn't change his face and his heart beat, "You are accumulating experience rapidly, we can hire professional managers and companies for technology, and I will invest the principal for you."

"Aren't you still running a hotel?" Haiwan pinched his fingertips and said, "What does your investment have to do with me?"

Chi Gui didn't take it seriously: "Why doesn't it matter? I don't participate in the management, I'm just your employer. As your boyfriend, you can come to me if you have difficulties. But I won't interfere in your affairs, and you will start your own business."

"Do you think I can do it?" It's not a question of breaking a glass or staining a carpet, it will be an investment of millions, and the Gulf really dare not play tricks.

"Don't worry." Chi Gui leaned over and kissed him resolutely, "The person I choose will be fine."

He delivered such a heavy expectation to himself, and Haiwan went from unbelievable to gradually accepted. Apart from being grateful, he was even more moved beyond words: "I will work hard, you have to teach me. Although I am a little flustered now, but I'm trying to get over it."

Chi Gui nodded and said, "I'll be with you, don't worry. Don't be too psychologically stressed, first work in the hotel for a while, go through each department, and get familiar with the process."

"And your exam. If you pass this time, I will ask Jennifer to apply for you in the UK. When the time comes, you will be working hard while studying at the hotel."

"I'm not afraid." Haiwan promised solemnly, "I'm sure my head will hang from the beam!"

Chi Gui couldn't help laughing at him: "If you don't know how to use idioms, don't use them. You have to know how to hide, you know?"

"Well, I see." He nodded seriously, "I will do whatever you say in the future."

"Then if I don't help you open a hotel," Chi Gui deliberately teased him, "Will you not listen to me?"

As expected, Haiwan's face changed greatly: "Of course not, I'm not...how could I be!"

He was so anxious that he frowned, like a primary school student who forgot to bring his homework, ridiculous and cute, it was unbearable to put it down.

Chi Gui hugged him, and said along his neck like a kitten: "What is there to worry about? I'm just saying it casually."

"It's my fault about the hotel, I shouldn't have told you so early, it put you under psychological pressure."

According to his original plan, this matter should be officially put on the agenda, which should be in the late spring and early summer of next year.

At that time, he will ask Haiwan to resign from the filming job, withdraw from the royal family, and bring his promising team directly into the new hotel.

The reason why I told him in advance was that after the intimacy last night, his mood changed and he didn't want to hide it from him anymore.

The second is because practicing in a hotel with a purpose is far more efficient than his current study, so it might be a good thing to break it out in advance.

The third is because the Gulf is in a good state now, and all aspects are better than he expected. They are making rapid progress, and it is indeed time to think about the future.

For a long time, Haiwan seemed to play the role of a facilitator in this relationship, but in fact he was always passive, and it was Chigui who really arranged everything.

They used to have ups and downs in a hazy relationship, not sure if there was, or where exactly.

Last night was a milestone.

They have witnessed each other's intentions, exchanged each other's fragility, blended with each other, and told each other's souls. They can go one step further and walk side by side.

Haiwan lay in his arms, and said with great peace of mind: "I'm very strong."

"I know." Chi Gui said in a low voice, "I've always known."