teenage lover

There were two people living in Rong Sheng's room, so it was inconvenient for someone to come in and clean it.The two seriously made a schedule for the cleaning process for the whole year before rolling up their sleeves and getting to work.

Jiang Wenyuan packed the bedside table, opened the box, and there were two or three boxes of different types of condoms in it. When he picked it up, he saw the green Chinese knot under the condom.

Others might find some excuses for him, but he knew Rong Sheng so well that he understood it right away.

That uncomfortably couch-sex affair wasn't overwhelming or fun at all.This can also explain the one that Rongsheng can see most clearly from the corridor among so many lights, as well as the lubricant he can take out of his pocket and the clothes he didn't take off until the end.

He came here because he was worried about seeing him and Fang Yucheng passing him many times and being alone - this is not even jealousy, it's just that he doesn't want them to abandon him and communicate, which makes him uncomfortable and makes him feel uncomfortable. Feeling threatened, no matter what the two of them were discussing behind his back.

Jiang Wenyuan believes who Fang Yucheng likes, even if he doesn't tell Rong Sheng, Rong Sheng knows many things very well, just like Rong Sheng knew his secret love before he exposed this layer of window paper.It's just that this kind of pathological desire for control and habitual manipulation of people's hearts is really uncomfortable.

Jiang Wenyuan lowered his eyelids, and put the condom back in the drawer calmly, covering the things underneath.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Sheng was cleaning the window wearing plastic gloves, seeing him kneeling in front of the bedside table without moving for a long time, Jiang Wenyuan asked why he bought the cover and didn't use it.

Rong Sheng asked him to wash the rag, thinking that he was going to be lazy again, saying that lubricants are not good for the body, so he had to wash it even after wearing a condom.

"I know." Jiang Wenyuan said, "If you wear a cover, you won't dirty the bed, and you don't have to wash the sheets every two or three days."

Rong Sheng said it was about the same, he usually changes it once a week.

Jiang Wenyuan held the wet and cold rag in his hand, water dripped on the floor, and said calmly, "You changed it four times this week."

Rong Sheng cursed lowly facing the ceiling, took off his gloves and grabbed his shoulder and said, "No one cares about this! At most, it can be explained as too much masturbation."

"Will I sleep in your room..." Jiang Wenyuan once came out of Rongsheng's room, and met Rongjing with a half-smile in his eyes - even a little girl in the third grade of junior high school could detect the strangeness, let alone What about his parents, "Strange?"

Rong Sheng took the rag in his hand and said impatiently, "Who would blindly doubt whether other people's good friends are a couple? Do you have persecution paranoia? Don't be neurotic all day long."

After Jiang Wenyuan returned home, Rong Sheng's room became empty. For the first time, he felt that Chinese New Year was more boring and deserted than usual.

At the age of 29, Rong Sheng, Wang Kaihe and Ren Ziying brothers made an appointment to go out to play. Rong Sheng wanted to go skiing, but Ren Zikai wanted to fight against him and insisted on riding a horse.Rong Sheng didn't have a good impression of creatures other than humans, so he was persuaded by several people to go reluctantly, and at night, he stopped by Ren Ziying's house for dinner.

Ren Zikai said that everyone can go upstairs for a swim after dinner. The indoor swimming pool on their roof has recently been renovated.He said this in a very shameless tone, as if he regarded this as his own home.

Wang Kaihe suddenly remembered that his sister brought her boyfriend home, saying that he had to go home to check, and quickly left the door within 5 minutes.

The three of them went into the water after doing simple exercises and adapting to the water temperature. The water temperature and heating were just right, and the surroundings were very quiet, only the sound of water reverberating gently.

Rong Sheng was tired from swimming and did not go ashore, so he lay down by the pool to rest.He took the juice brought by the servant, and planned to swim for a while before going home after drinking it.

"Shall we go downstairs to have a rest?" Ren Zikai swam to his side in one breath, and then popped his head out of the water and said.

"I am not tired."

"You must be on top." Ren Zikai stared at his hand holding the glass with a firm tone.Rong Sheng just glanced at him, and Ren Zikai went on to say: "I'll know when you see that your right nails are cut with no white edges left, so gentle."

Rong Sheng said he didn't want to talk about it, put the cup on the bank, stretched his arms out of the pool, waved to Ren Ziying who was lying in the shallow pool and said he wanted to go home.

Ren Ziying was about to get up with the tablet in his arms, but Rong Sheng asked him what to give, but he was not a guest.

After taking a shower, the phone in Rong Sheng's pocket rang when he was still undressed. It was Wang Kaihe.He answered the phone and said wait a minute, but Wang Kaihe talked on the phone regardless. After Rong Sheng picked up the phone, he couldn't speak for a long time, and asked some questions such as whether he had gone home and whether Ren Ziying was there. No nonsense.

Rong Sheng sat down on the low chair and asked him what he wanted to say.

"His cousin is a bit strange. If you avoid him, maybe I think too much, but you are always right to pay attention."

"Why is it so strange?" Rong Sheng's eyes followed Ren Zikai who was swimming fast in the water, thinking to himself that his physical strength should be good, and those muscles were not just for show.

"Didn't I fall into the water last time?"

At that time, the lifeboat quickly came over, and the three people were fine, but they were all frozen by the lake water.The two of them hugged each other to keep warm, Wang Kaihe was taken care of by their brothers.

"I just felt...he was touching me..." Wang Kaihe continued, "I was still fucking obsessed with the surprise of surviving, and I was frozen like a dog again, and my brain was not working, so I didn't think about it. He was probably holding on to the wrong place. I slept in the middle of the night and suddenly remembered, oh fuck, I felt so fucking disgusting."

Rong Sheng originally thought that Ren Zikai was just good at being annoying, but he didn't expect that his character was also very problematic.

"I'm straight..." Wang Kaihe was still howling. After that day, he had been in a panic for a long time, and he was a little nervous. This time, he finally found someone to confide in. "Don't let the straight ones go, how fucking horny!"

What he said was very problematic, as if he deserved to be touched if he was curvy, but Rong Sheng still comforted him: "Got it, straight man. I was so scared by you that I really wanted to go home."

During the day, the four of them had a great time at the horse riding field, but now they were all sore and weak, so Rong Sheng had no choice but to go downstairs quickly.

"Xiao Rong..." Ren Zikai went downstairs wrapped in a bathrobe, his slippers slapped on the stairs, and he lay on the handrail in the corridor and asked if the long gray wallet in his hand belonged to him.

Rong Sheng took a few steps upstairs and reached for it, but Ren Zikai took two steps back in the corridor, opened the wallet with a smile on his face, and stretched his fingers into the mezzanine to pull out a three-inch photo. "Hey, why are you bald?"

"Don't touch my things." Rong Sheng knew that this person had bad intentions, so he specially teased him, strode up and snatched the wallet from his hand, "Give me back the photo."

"It's quite handsome if you look closely," Ren Zikai put it in his palm, smiling very frivolously, "Just give me the photo for fun..."

Rong Sheng couldn't restrain the irritability in his heart, grabbed his collar and grabbed his hand in his pocket, and after being dodged, he fisted his hand and hit him in the face.The fist was swift and fierce, but it passed by.

After being angry and accumulating strength to hit someone, his dizziness became more obvious, almost dizzy and unsteady.He is not a loser at all, and it is an important wallet, which has been kept in the inner pocket of his coat all the time, and it is impossible to lose it unless someone deliberately takes it.

Wang Kaihe's words were still in his ears, Rong Sheng suddenly understood something, but it was too late, Ren Zikai pushed open the door of a room, and dragged him in.

Rong Sheng raised his knees violently to his lower body, pinched his neck with his ten fingers, pressed his body against the door frame to prevent him from closing the door, and yelled with all his strength—not to mention that he was unable to yell, the house is too big, and when he is unlucky, It's no use shouting.

Ren Zikai covered his mouth with one hand, yanked his waist fiercely, and directly half-dragged and half-hugged the weak man onto the bed, not forgetting to lock the door behind him.

Rong Sheng's hands and legs were as soft as noodles, his right hand was holding the phone tightly in his heart, and the moment he was put on the bed, he smashed the phone on Ren Zikai's head with lightning speed.

Ren Zikai's head buzzed loudly, his eyes were so dizzy and his ears were ringing that he was about to fall to the ground, before he could straighten up in time, he was kicked hard on his lower abdomen again.

Ren Zikai took a few steps back to avoid his other leg, and looked up to see that the person on the bed was short of breath, but his eyes were calm, and the fingers holding the phone were trembling slightly—the white casing was dripping blood.

Rong Sheng was still afraid after all, and retreated as Ren Zikai put his hands on his side and leaned forward.The smell of blood raged in the room, and the warm liquid left from Ren Zikai's forehead and dripped onto Rong Sheng's light blue sweater.

"Now you won't be able to get out of this door if I let you go, why don't you just let me fuck you..." Ren Zikai easily snatched his phone and threw it on the ground, sat on his waist, restrained his hands and bit his his lips.

Rong Sheng was almost nauseated by the strange breath between his lips and tongue, he couldn't hold back the light and calm look on his face, and when he wanted to bite, Ren Zikai shrewdly avoided him, and said bitterly, "I will kill you! "

Ren Zikai touched his chest with his bound hands, pouted his lips and said with a smile, "My figure and skills are much better than that of your little friend."

Rong Sheng knew that the sound insulation effect of these houses was astonishingly good, and shouting would be worse than saving himself from the reality.But his calf was hanging under the bed, and he couldn't kick anyone with all his strength, and his fingers with too short nails scratched desperately, leaving only a few shallow marks.He struggled to resist, but he could only watch his strength drain, his eyes turned red with anger, "Damn it! Let me go! I'll kill you!"

"Don't make noise, there will be a chance for you to call later." After Ren Zikai successfully bound his hands, he stretched his palms from the hem of his clothes and pressed them against Rong Sheng's right chest, feeling his heartbeat, and suddenly squeezed hard After a moment, he saw a layer of light red covering his cheeks, and said quietly: "It's really sensitive."

"Kill you……"

Ren Zikai could see the anger bursting out of his eyes, and he had no doubts about Rong Sheng's determination to say this, but his breath was already unstable, and the words he said were not convincing.

Ren Zikai still remembered how he looked when he was twelve or thirteen years old, his body bones were not stretched, his eyes were thick and almond-shaped, and there was a kind of immature alertness in his eyes.

All the background has been blurred, only vaguely remember a pair of legs running on the beach, a pair of white and slender boy's legs, the calves, heels and soles are covered with light brown fine sand.Those footprints didn't seem to land on the sand, but landed on his heart, trembling his chest.

Three or a few children were pushing and fighting each other, and he fell down in the shallows, with wet sand all over his head and face. His mother and aunt went up to wrap him in a big blanket and wiped his face Tease him while brushing.

Rong Sheng didn't pay attention to the adult's words, and followed the boy who pushed him on the beach with his eyes, and ran out the moment the adult's arm let him go, and pushed the boy into the water with all his strength...

Ren Zikai's hand came to his cheek, exclaiming that the soul-stirring beauty is always fleeting.The childishness between his brows faded away, leaving only the last bit contained in this beautiful body.

Rong Sheng's struggle has gradually weakened, and the raging anger and hatred in his eyes have gradually dissipated, leaving only despair and exhaustion.Ren Zikai knew that the effects of the anesthesia had almost fully taken effect, and he would faint if he continued to grind, so he quickly took off all his clothes.

He kissed the not-so-firm abdominal muscles on the teenager's abdomen, raised his chin and kissed a few times, and found to his annoyance that he had no physical reaction at all, and began to regret the heavy dose of medicine.He would rather resist fiercely than "rape the corpse".

Ren Zikai patted his face heavily to wake him up. He saw those eyes gradually turned back, and leaned over happily to put his lips on his eyelids—the boy in his dream had a frustratingly mature body, but it was okay. The immature and vivid eyes are still there.

Knowing that he only had one last chance, Rong Sheng raised his chest tremblingly, opened his mouth and bit the side of his neck hard.

His ears were filled with the sound of buzzing and surging blood, and he couldn't even hear whether Ren Zikai yelled or not.Rong Sheng exerted the greatest strength in his life and vowed to bite off a piece of flesh from his neck.He didn't even give himself a break from nausea as the blood gushed into his throat, and he didn't even intend to let go when he was strangled hard.

Later, the blood probably flowed too much, coming out from the corner of his mouth, staining his face all over his face, his mandibles were sore, his eyes flickered, the hand that was pinching his neck loosened, Rong Sheng pushed him away even Rolled and climbed out of bed.

He picked up his blood-stained mobile phone and pressed the power button.He's never hated the phone's long boot time more than he does now.The person on the bed was already walking towards him clutching his neck, and he staggered towards the door dragging his heavy body. At this moment, there was a knock on the door.Rong Sheng couldn't move anymore, he knelt on the ground deflated and yelled loudly, it took him a long time to realize that tears were falling down his face.