The invulnerability of fast wear

A lock of hair fell on the forehead of the man who continued to write the calculation formula on the manuscript paper, and his thumb and index finger were separated to support the forehead. He was not wary of the drink handed over by the student, and was startled by the pink tea in his hand.

"Refreshing, there are effervescent tablets in it."

Yan Song explained it this way.

Wu Xie was full of work, so he accepted the color setting of the glass of water, but the young man next to him was already a little absent-minded, so he picked up the velvet box he threw on the table, opened it, and deliberately There was a "huh" sound.

"what happened?"

The man asked without looking up.

"Why do you have a lady's watch here?"

With the element plan written in his hand, the man finally raised his head from the document and took a look. Remembering the bad experience of being dumped before, he replied in an unpleasant tone:

"I bought it when I thought it was beautiful."

"But I feel like this is a pair with the teacher's watch." Yan Song mercilessly pierced through the other party's excuses, "Is this for a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, come here and help." Somewhat annoyed, Wu Xie scratched his hair, and Wu Xie felt that he would go bald sooner or later, "Are you here to visit my house?"

"Actually, I happen to be short of a watch recently, why don't I buy it." Yan Song asked, "Do you still want to give this to someone else?"

The man straightened his back and stared at the box for a while, then raised his arms and said:

"I'll send you off, come and see the plan."

The young man smiled slightly, and closed the box with his slender fingertips.

……

Wu Xie woke up.

It was still dark.

He got up from the desk, feeling a sore back, and was about to drink some water to go to bed to sleep peacefully, but when he picked up the cup, he found that the liquid inside was pink.

Effervescent tablets?

The door was opened suddenly, and Yan Song walked in after taking a shower, saw him standing, and said:

"Does the teacher want to sleep on the bed?"

"?"

Wu Xie was puzzled by the title his partner gave him: Could it be that this person wants to play some strange play?

"Don't go."

He decided to increase the difficulty of this play. Looking at the pile of cases on the table, he might not be able to complete the overtime work all night, let alone an overtime match, it would be better to withdraw.

Sitting back on the chair again, he started flipping through the manuscript paper, but found that there were no words in it. He was startled, thinking that a new batch of manuscripts had been replaced, and he was about to ask Yan Song who was awake before. He was hugged from behind, including the man and the chair, and the young man's warm breath was sprinkled between the earlobe and the neck, warm and hot, with the moisture after bathing.

"teacher."

The man's voice was hoarse, and there was a hint of dependence in his tone.

"Hey, take out the manuscript paper you took away." Wu Xie concluded that it was a prank, "The water heater is also broken, remember to ask someone to fix it... Wait, how did you take a shower?"

"……Um?"

"The water heater is broken." Wu Xie suddenly looked back at him.

The young Amber blinked puzzledly, and replied:

"It's not bad, I just got out of the shower."

"No, before me... what did you do?!"

"Help the teacher take off his pants."

One hand neatly reached into the man's loose pajama pants, and the other hand fumbled to put on the glasses. The young man smiled greedily and maliciously, and the lenses reflected the light of the desk lamp.

"Didn't the teacher say that after I finish washing, it will be you?"

The speed of the young man's hands suddenly increased, and the man with his back arched in front of the table let out a damp muffled groan, and the pink color spread from his collarbone to the back of his neck, burning into a fiery red.

No, he's not that sensitive... Wu Xie clenched his five fingers tightly, trying to suppress his almost uncontrollable voice of comfort, and tried to find some lines from his mind that was about to be in a mess, but the person behind him obviously I don't want to.

"Teacher." Yan Song said with a low smile, "Turn off the lights."

The sharp teeth bit the back of the neck, and the desk lamp was shut off with a "snap".

……

Wu Xie woke up.

It was already dawn, and he was sitting on the bus to the research institute.

There were a lot of people, all crowded into a pile, Yan Song sat in the aisle, saw him wake up, stretched out his hand to help him straighten the hair on his forehead, and asked very thoughtfully:

"is it okay?"

Wu Xie thought that the other party was asking about his physical condition, and he was still thinking about the previous dream. He didn't have any other thoughts, so he nodded hastily in reply:

"Ah."

But he soon realized that something was wrong, because Yan Song suddenly took off his coat, then pretended to be concerned, and covered him with the coat. At that moment, Wu Xie saw something shiny.

Yan Song gently held his hands and asked him to lift his waist.

"I'll tie your coat on for you."

Feeling a little inexplicable, Wu Xie raised his waist obediently, and Yan Song was almost cheek-to-cheek with him. At that moment, he saw Yan Song's eyes clearly under the lens.

Eyes with pupils constricted with excitement.

Before he had time to react, he felt a chill on his wrist, and then the other party quickly tied his two handcuffed hands together with the cuffs of his coat. He was about to struggle to stand up, but Yan Song quickly pulled the safety belt and buckled it on him. .

Wu Xie stared at the other party, lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said:

"What do you want to do?"

Yan Song squinted his slender eyes, and his fingers covered by the coat gently slid from the lower abdomen to the trousers, and also replied in a low voice:

"I want to... do..."

"To shut up."

Annoyed by this intentionally elongated tone and misinterpreted answer, Wu Xie said:

"Let go, there are so many people here..."

"Yeah." Yan Song reached out to cover his eyes, and whispered in his ear with a smile, "It won't be seen by others."

Warm currents poured into his cochlea, and he was blown so hard that Wu Xie almost trembled. He could feel that the man's fingers had already touched a vital point, and he deliberately didn't unbutton his belt. Climbing into the tight gap with slightly cool hands, crawling into...

Wu Xie gasped.

The darkness magnifies all the senses around you.

The sound of the bus engine starting, the occasional conversations of passengers, the noise of rubbing boxes, and the breathing of a man who is close at hand. Following the flexible and warm fingers of that man, he opened up the unspeakable secret bit by bit, but he was not allowed. Make a sound, let alone end this game easily.

And then.

The traveler's bottle fell to the ground with a "snap".

……

Wu Xie woke up.

He sat on the chair, and Yan Song, who snapped his fingers back, looked at him calmly.

"Hypnosis succeeded."

Without saying a word, Wu Xie hugged the pillow beside him and started to hit him. Yan Song's originally calm expression immediately broke down, and he laughed like a mentally handicapped child, running around the house.

The two men knocked the furniture out of the way and rolled together.

"Today I will beat you to death for the sake of the people," Wu Xie said.

"I don't want to be beaten to death." Yan Song said, "I want to die on your bed."

Wu Xie was so angry that he couldn't laugh or cry, he really couldn't bear to be beaten, so he could only punch the pillow, pointed at him and said:

"It's cheaper for you."

Yan Song didn't want him to leave, so he hugged him and acted like a baby:

"Ah Xie."

"what?"

"I like you."

"?!Say it again."

Yan Song opened those charming eyes, smiled and repeated:

"I want to sleep with you."

"? You don't call it repeating."

"That's what I just said."

"You think I'm stupid?"

Yan Song stopped arguing, but leaned over and kissed the corner of the man's mouth lightly. Seeing that the man was in a daze, he kissed him tenderly again.

Lips to lips, he whispered:

"I like you."

—I like you, Axie.

——Eh, I know w.

The author has something to say:

The sweetness is over, the episode ends here, and the next day is the day of rest, everyone is destined to see you again!