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He blew a cold wind all the way, and the two skins of his mouth were frozen cold, but Yin Moxiang's lips were warm, covered with a layer of hot air, which made it feel very comfortable to touch, and his lips quickly returned. temperature.

Lips and teeth intertwined, and the whole body was filled with Yin Moxiang's unique aura. Ye Qian just wanted to kiss him casually at first, but once he kissed him, he would not be able to take it back.

He didn't let go until the air in the car became hot. He stared at the blushing man below him with bright eyes. He was about to say something when he choked on his saliva. He tilted his head. He coughed a few times, and the base of his neck was flushed red.

Yin Moxiang waited for him to finish coughing, licked his lower lip, glanced at a certain place along his slanted body, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to continue?"

Ye Qian was stunned, and immediately glanced at his in a courteous manner, seeing that it was the same as his own, he said hoarsely, "Why...continue?"

Although he had tried his best to adjust his breathing, the words he said were still a little stuck.

"What do you say?"

The smile at the corner of Yin Moxiang's mouth widened even wider, and his eyes were filled with soft smiles, but for some reason, Ye Qian felt that his smile was very suppressed, as if he was trying to suppress a wave of emotion, a wave of emotion that he didn't want How to let yourself know the emotions.

The whole person suddenly lost his energy, and he retreated to his position.

There was a sudden sourness in my heart, probably because I realized that Yin Moxiang was trying to vent his anger on him, but that anger has nothing to do with sex, and has nothing to do with him. To relieve boredom... Behavior similar to this, as for why, he didn't want to guess.

He pretended to study the buttons on the car, and said calmly: "Go to sleep, I will call you when we arrive."

"Yeah." Yin Moxiang agreed, but the other side reached out and held down his hand that turned the key, pushed it away, pulled out the key, and threw it to the back seat.

A series of movements are extremely smooth and natural.

As soon as the key was pulled out, the two headlights outside immediately went out, but a light layer of moonlight penetrated into the car, so that it would not be too dark.

Ye Qian was a little depressed, folded his hands and didn't speak, he wanted to see what this man was going to do.

Yin Moxiang moved his hand to the neckline, fiddled with his fingers a few times, unbuttoned it, and took off his shirt with a raised hand, revealing faintly bare skin.

... Ye Qian's heart skipped a beat. Is this going to be forced?

Seeing that words were not enough to seduce, he changed to a tactic of stripping naked?

Sure enough, he then smoothly unfastened his belt, took off his shoes, and his trousers... The car was surprisingly quiet, only the metal sound of the belt buckle hitting the car and the rustling of the trousers were heard.

Yin Moxiang didn't look at him the whole time, and tidied up on his own. After stripping naked, he straddled Ye Qian's lap with his long legs propped up on the cushion.

Face to face, Yin Moxiang put his arms around his neck, blocking out the faint light, and Ye Qian's eyes were pitch black.

He exhaled hot breath, sprayed on the man's chest and bounced back, traveling along the skin of his face, to the neck, shoulder blades, and all the way down the spine.

The hand he was holding was untied by the man and pulled to the back. While the palm was covering his waist, there was a moist and hot touch on his lips. Yin Moxiang stretched out his tongue and licked him, and softly whispered between his lips, "Go on, go on... ..."

Ye Qian closed his lips tightly, not letting him intrude, and said silently in his heart: Be steady, don't waver, don't be confused, don't repeat the same mistakes, he did it on purpose...

Young man, you can't learn the word "sit and sleep" in Chinese class for nothing, it's time to pick it up and use it!

Think about Liu Xiahui, think about Qin Shihuang, think about Hallelujah and Kazakhstan... what the fuck.

"Ye Qian..."

For Yin Moxiang suddenly calling him by his full name...still in a low tone like calling his lover...Ye Qian really has no resistance at all, his whole body is instantly crisp from head to toe...Go to hell .

With his hand on Yin Moxiang's waist, he pressed his whole body to himself, and the hot air that swept him made him unable to help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Even if he knew it was intentional, he willingly surrendered.

Who told him to be Yin Moxiang...

Under the faint moonlight, a black Audi swayed slightly, and from the wide open door, there was an ambiguous groan that made people blush and heartbeat.

……

The panting in the car subsided, and Ye Qian felt a bit of coolness, and stretched out his hand to close the car door that had been accidentally kicked wide open just now.

The sweat all over the body was dried and stuck to the body, it was still the sweat of two people, on the hands, arms and chest, yours or mine, it was completely indistinguishable, sticky and sticky together, this taste is a bit wonderful.

But Ye Qian hugged the person on his body and didn't want to let go.

The man had already fallen asleep on his shoulders, and he couldn't go back tonight... Ye Qian hugged him tightly, and the heartbeats of the two people were not on the same frequency, and his own was obviously much faster.

Go to sleep.

He picked up the coat under his feet, put it on the two of them lightly, kissed Yin Moxiang on the ear, and then closed his eyes.

Ye Qian woke up very early, not sure if it was because of the cold, or the light, or maybe both.

He opened his eyes and looked at the cloudy white in front of him, and he was stunned for a while before he remembered where it was. After thinking about it, he immediately realized that Yin Moxiang in his arms was gone.

His coat was draped over his body, which had already slid down to his waist, and his legs still felt slightly numb. He sat up straight suddenly, looking out through the car window.

Wherever he looked, there were low weeds, and there was no one. He panicked, opened the car door and stepped out.

"What are you doing……"

There was a muffled sound behind him, he turned his head and saw the person lying curled up in the back seat of the car, he was relieved immediately.

The cold wind from outside made him shiver. He quickly closed the door and retracted his steps, "You...cough cough..."

When he opened his mouth and found that there was no sound, he coughed twice and continued: "You..."

"Don't talk, sleep a little longer...it's still early..." Yin Moxiang closed his eyes and whispered.

Ye Qian fell silent, he didn't know what he was asking...Why did you sleep in the back?When did you wake up? Why didn't I feel anything?

It seems that no matter how you ask, it is quite boring, and it will remind people of the madness of last night.

He stared at Yin Moxiang, always feeling that something was wrong, and after careful study, he realized... Yin Moxiang was lying there, his clothes were intact, and himself... He looked down, and his coat covered him. The exposed chest was covered with bruises, especially around the two points, where the original skin color could not be seen after being bitten.

His face began to heat up unnaturally. He took a peek at Yin Moxiang and saw that he was sleeping peacefully, so he took the clothes that were put on the passenger side and began to wear them.

His lower body was clean, obviously treated, and he couldn't help feeling annoyed, he didn't feel it at all because he slept so much.

He thinks that the movements of putting on clothes are very small, and every time he moves, he has to stop for a few seconds and turn his head to look at Yin Moxiang before continuing, but it still disturbs him, meeting slightly displeased eyes, he lifts his hands up and drills into his trouser legs Putting down her feet, Weiwei held her breath and whispered, "I won't make noise anymore, you sleep."

After speaking, I felt itchy in my nasal cavity, and a gust of air flowed out...Damn it!When he was about to sneeze, he quickly held his breath and blocked the sneeze in the middle.

For the first time in my life, I held a sneeze... Maybe I can't hold it anymore...

Brain hypoxia...

At this time, he heard Yin Moxiang sigh in a low voice, "I can't sleep..."

Almost one-tenth of a second after he opened his mouth, three violent sneezes burst out from Ye Qian's nose, each louder than the last. After the sneeze, he shook his head comfortably, and looked up at Yin Moxiang With a slightly smiling expression, he was suddenly a little embarrassed.

He sniffed and lowered his head awkwardly.

After doing everything, he was talking naked just now, why is it so embarrassing to sneeze? He couldn't figure it out...In the end it was attributed to the delayed effect of the reflex arc.

"Hehe." Yin Moxiang chuckled, sat up and stretched a lot.

The shirt was pulled up, exposing a section of skin around his waist, which was also covered with bruises... probably pinched by himself, Ye Qian looked away silently, and sat still when he finished stretching I put on the jeans that covered one leg in the gap.

"There is no sunrise."

Yin Moxiang said something suddenly, and Ye Qian turned around to see him rolling down the window and looking outside.

"It's still early," Ye Qian turned on the phone and looked at it, "It's not until 06:30."

"Come on, get out of the car."

After he finished speaking, he opened the door and got out of the car, and Ye Qian also stepped out, the coolness touching the skin on his face caused a shiver, "What are you doing?"

"Watch the sunrise." Yin Moxiang tilted his head and smiled at him, then turned and walked along the road.

Ye Qian thought for a while, then followed his brain circuit, sighed and lifted his heels up.

After arriving at the top of the mountain one after the other, Yin Moxiang found a flat big rock and sat down facing the sunrise direction. Ye Qian was next to him, shrinking his neck, shivering under the wind.

Yin Moxiang didn't wear more clothes than him, but he didn't look cold at all.

"Aren't you cold?" He couldn't help asking.

"Cold," Yin Moxiang stared forward with both eyes, raised his chin slightly, pulled out a perfect arc from the side of his face, fluttered his eyelashes, and spit out the second half of the sentence from his mouth, "But I won't say it."

"..." Ye Qian stared at his profile for a few seconds, then smiled, his stomach ached from laughing, "Pfft! You...you just...just said that."

"You asked me." Yin Moxiang pulled the corner of his mouth, and continued to look into the distance solemnly, without being infected by his smirk at all.

"Hey..." After laughing, Ye Qian suddenly didn't know what to say. After a few seconds of silence, he gritted his teeth, reached out and grabbed Yin Moxiang's hand on his lap, and quickly put it into his coat pocket.

Faced with someone turning his head and frowning, Ye Qian squeezed the hand in his pocket tightly, but asked calmly on his face, "Do you want that hand?"

The author has something to say:

Yin Shoushou: Why are you holding me secretly?

Ye Shoushou: Hold if you want...

Yin Shoushou: Hehe...

There should be a clicking sound here... (bones shattered)