king vs king

It was as if after a long winter, it was ushered in the warmth of spring, the warm sunshine shining on the revived grass, the spring breeze caressing the face like a lover's hand, Wang Wei was immersed in the long river of love wholeheartedly.

Although the cervical spine has not yet recovered, he will suffer from back pain, sore shoulders, dizziness after sitting for a long time, and the fixed neck made it very inconvenient for him to move, and the weather is getting colder every day, which is completely different from his energetic state of mind. But with a lover by my side, there is only sweetness and happiness left in my heart.

Wang Si didn't say anything, and often showed disgust and boredom, but his heart was full of sweet water every day.

TV dramas and variety shows have come to an end, and there will be no such large-scale and long-term announcement arrangements in the short term, but I will attend some small events every day, and most of them are within the city, and occasionally need to fly to other places. They all came back the same day or the next day.

1903 basically became Wang Si's dressing room and gym. If he hadn't been too lazy to move so many clothes and fitness equipment to Wang Wei, he might have settled in 1902 directly.

Wang Wei recuperated at home because of He Fei's amnesty. Every day he lived happily like a fairy. Every day, he sent Wang Si, who went out to work, in a daze, then turned around and fell on the bed to sleep until noon. He ordered a takeaway and finished eating soap operas. , went to 1903 to play a new piano given to him by Wang Si, and then engaged in his songwriting.

Ever since he established a relationship with Wang Si, Wang Wei's creative inspiration was like a diabetes insipidus, and he couldn't hold it back.How many nasty and disgusting love words, soft and graceful melodies, all greeted upwards unceremoniously, as sweet and greasy as you want.

Whenever Wang Si came home after work, Wang Wei couldn't wait to sing to him immediately.At the beginning, Wang Si still thought it was a bit moving, but after hearing it, he couldn't help but said: "I said, is the style of these songs written by you too consistent? They are all sweet love songs. And it doesn't suit you, right? Too sweet It’s all right. It’s suitable for a 16-year-old debut girl.”

Creators have a mentality of protecting their own works. Wang Wei was unavoidably dissatisfied when he heard this, and retorted: "This is my true mood. I'm so sweet right now."

Wang Si chuckled and said, "All right, please be sweet, be careful of diabetes."

In addition to creating, Wang Wei also tried his best to play the role of a good wife. Whenever Wang Si could come back for dinner in time, he would happily check the recipes, and then ran to buy vegetables. Seriously follow the recipe for frying and frying, and arrange the dishes meticulously after they are out of the pan.

As soon as Wang Si pushed open the door of 1902 when he got home, he was greeted by the smell of food, and immediately felt a sense of happiness of "going home" that had been lost for many years.

"Don't tell me, you still have a bit of talent for cooking." Wang Si praised while eating with relish, "If you don't become a singer, you probably won't starve to death as a cook."

Wang Wei smiled silly, and served him another bowl of rice.

"Eh?" Wang Si was suddenly blessed, "I remember you cooked a meal before, it was so salty, it was so salty that I couldn't handle it, and you seemed to be fine after eating. I thought your sense of taste had failed."

Wang Wei was stunned, and said, "When did I cook for you?"

"When we first met." Wang Si replied, "Did you forget? You rushed to the studio to bring me food."

Wang Wei suddenly realized, and suppressed a smile and said: "Ah, that time... I haven't cooked for a long time, and my skills are a little rusty at the moment."

Wang Si nodded, not doubting him, and suddenly smirked twice, saying: "Did you fall in love with me at that time?"

Wang Wei pinched his thigh to keep himself from laughing, and said sincerely, "Well, I fell in love with you at first sight."

Wang Si smiled happily, took two mouthfuls of food, and suddenly reacted, saying: "That's not right! Didn't you say later that you thought I was hyping you up to disgust me on purpose? Your meal was made on purpose. Unpalatable!"

"I'll get you some soup."

However, there are still some unsatisfactory places in a happy life.

In front of Wang Si, Wang Wei always acted as if he had a brain on his head, and kept talking about sex. Wang Si was a little annoyed, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

But as soon as he got under the covers at night, Wang Wei started to do something.Although Wang Si is not as high-spirited as Wang Wei, he can hardly resist his skillful techniques. Every time he is provoked, he will turn his backhand to appease Wang Wei's Optimus Prime.

But Wang Wei couldn't be satisfied with such a gourd life for a long time. He always quietly groped along the perineum to Wang Si's back, making Wang Si anxious.

Naturally, Wang Si also knew that since the two of them were together, it was inevitable that they would have to go to this last step. Although Wang Wei always took the initiative when it came to the bed, he resisted it from the bottom of his heart, and he was unwilling anyway. I was entered by a man - even if this man is Wang Wei.

Two big men in their twenties lived only by masturbating each other, so naturally they were not very satisfied with each other.

Wang Si knew that it was not a solution for him to refuse blindly. He thought that maybe he could attack by himself, maybe it was also a solution?But looking at the neck guard on Wang Wei's neck, I felt that I couldn't bear to do it, and after thinking about it, I really didn't have any thoughts about Wang Wei's chrysanthemum.

After repeated battles and setbacks, Wang Wei inevitably gradually lost his patience, but it was not easy to attack.

Wang Si could see Wang Wei's dissatisfaction, and he felt a little guilty, so he had to work harder to please Wang Wei with his kung fu.However, his skills are not as good as Wang Wei's, but not as good as his own.

One night after the two of them wiped off the turbidity on their bodies with paper, Wang Si was about to sleep peacefully when Wang Wei suddenly asked, "Are you going to reject me like this for the rest of your life?"

Wang Si opened his eyes and turned to look at Wang Wei. In the dark night, the moonlight was slightly reflected in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment, and said, "You just...do you have to want that?"

Wang Wei was silent.

Wang Si sighed softly and said, "I don't think I... can't."

"Why not?"

"Just can't."

"..."

Wang Wei turned over and turned his back to Wang Si. This was almost his worst attitude towards Wang Si.

Wang Si was speechless for a while, and turned over. The two lay back to back, and the quilt in the middle was stretched a few centimeters apart.Although the central air-conditioning in the room was sufficient for heating, it was early winter after all, and both of them couldn't help feeling a bit chilly in their backs.

"Sex life can't just rely on masturbation, right? How is that different from being single?"

After a long time, Wang Wei complained in a muffled voice.

Wang Si stared at the white curtains illuminated by the moon, his heart sank, and he murmured, "I'm not ready yet."

Wang Wei sighed lightly, remained silent for a long time, and said, "If you really don't want to, you can fuck me too. I really don't mind."

"..."

Seeing that Wang Si didn't respond, Wang Wei didn't know what he was thinking, and then said: "Really, I bought all the lubricating fluids. If you want to fuck me, I will give you an enema and dilation tomorrow. I have read online tutorials. trouble."

The more Wang Si listened, the more annoying he became, and he couldn't help but said, "Can you stop forcing me?"

When Wang Wei heard this, his brows twitched, he turned over and sat up, stared at Wang Si's back, and said, "Forcing you? Why did I force you? I'm forcing you? What if I volunteered to let you go to bed? "

Wang Si threw off the quilt suddenly, got out of bed and began to dress.

Wang Wei looked at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

Wang Si put on his pajamas and walked outside without looking back. Wang Wei hurriedly asked, "Why are you going?"

"Go home." Wang Si said coldly, and returned to 1903.

He hadn't slept in his apartment in ages, and the central heating wasn't even on.Lying under the cold quilt, Wang Si stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Of course he was in a bad mood, but he wasn't angry with Wang Wei.He also knew that he had no reason to be angry with him.

They are all men, he understands Wang Wei's thoughts, but no matter what, he just can't get over the hurdle in his heart.

Naturally, Wang Wei was kind to him, but the more kind he was to him, the more he felt sorry for him. In the final analysis, it was his own fault.

It was because of this that he was angry with himself and became even more depressed.

He opened the phone, opened the browser, hesitantly typed keywords one by one in the search bar, and searched for popular science in various website posts. The more he read, the more he felt uncertain.Some said that it was a little painful for the first time, but they got used to it; some said that they didn’t feel anything at all, and it was so cool to do it; …

After Wang Si left, Wang Wei also put on his pajamas, lit a cigarette on the balcony, and smoked pretendingly.Although he still doesn't swallow cigarettes into his lungs, but only puffs them in his mouth, but he has developed this habit at some point, lighting one when he is upset, it seems that his mind can be calmed down.

He really didn't understand Wang Si's various behaviors. If it was understandable that he didn't want to be punished, why wouldn't he be willing to let him be attacked?Sexual frigidity?But isn't it good when you use your hands?disfunction?It's even more impossible, besides, didn't you talk about a girlfriend before?

girlfriend?

The fingers that were pushing the cigarette into his mouth stopped suddenly.

Wang Si he... actually still likes women, right?

Wang Wei suddenly felt all hope was lost. Ever since Wang Si suddenly proposed to date him, he had always had the illusion that he was daydreaming. Now, as if awakened from a dream, Wang Si might like him and did not resist being with him. Masturbation and masturbation are also acceptable, but when it comes to the last step, he is unwilling to suffer or attack. In the final analysis, it is because Wang Wei is a man and he likes women.

The cigarette butt burned his finger, and Wang Wei threw it away in pain, then hurriedly picked it up from the ground, and put it out in the ashtray.

He turned his head and looked out the window. The neon lights of the city covered up the light of the stars, and only the light of the moon shone down in the night sky, making Wang Wei's mood even more desolate.