A letter from a strange man

They went skiing together. Zhang Hui and his friends went skiing in Switzerland before, but Jing Ling tried it for the first time.

Zhang Hui taught him to skate for a while on the flat ground, and then they stood on a slope that wasn't too steep. Jing Ling didn't dare to slide, but watched the people around her slide down one by one, and her eyes were filled with longing again. Beside him, looked at him encouragingly, and then said to him: "I'll wait for you below." She slid down smoothly and handsomely.

Zhang Hui is waiting for me below, Jing Ling thought.

Suddenly his body was full of courage, he took a deep breath and slid down, he didn't even dare to breathe during the whole process, but he still felt as if he was flying.

He slid to Zhang Hui's side smoothly, staring at Zhang Hui with bright eyes, and said in a brisk and cheerful tone: "I did it!"

Zhang Hui gave him a thumbs up and said with a smile, "Our elves have finally learned to fly."

Jing Ling tried a few more steep slopes. This time he and Zhang Hui slid down together, and he suddenly remembered a very rustic word "flying together". He didn't stop the brakes and fell down.

Fortunately, he has reached a relatively smooth place. Zhang Hui helped him up, and after confirming that he was not injured, he looked at him with a dazed and silly expression and laughed: "Little fool."

"Little fool" Jing Ling regained her composure and glared at him, then slipped away without speaking to him. Zhang Hui thought he was shy or angry, but unexpectedly Jing Ling just found a place with a lot of snow and grabbed his hand. The not-too-tight snowball hit him, looking as cute as a child taking revenge.

Infected by his cuteness, Zhang Hui also moved some thoughts, grabbed a snowball and threw him at him, the two of them quarreled childishly, time passed unconsciously.

In the evening they went to the hot spring together. After taking a shower, Zhang Hui generously took off his bathrobe and walked into the hot spring. Jing Ling looked at Zhang Hui's naked, strong back and buttocks, and his slender, muscular buttocks full of strength. Legs, he tightened his bathrobe tighter, nervously and shyly.

After Zhang Hui entered the hot spring, he saw Jing Ling hesitating and hesitating on the shore, and teased him, "Are you shy after you're so familiar?"

Jing Ling thought of yesterday when he took the initiative to take off the bathrobe in front of Zhang Hui, and her heart was ashamed, but now her heart was filled with a sweetness that was too shy to speak.

He took off all the restraints on his body, and walked towards Zhang Hui step by step. After entering the hot spring, he actively leaned against Zhang Hui's side, with his arms close to his.

The water vapor makes this private world hazy and ambiguous, and the body temperature gradually rises with the water temperature. Zhang Hui's expression is very comfortable, and Jing Ling's fair cheeks are steaming red.

She didn't know whose leg touched whose leg first, and Jing Ling didn't know how he straddled Zhang Hui's body, and Zhang Hui's big hand under the water dragged his hip.

Their foreheads were pressed against each other, Jing Ling felt a little short of breath, he said to Zhang Hui, "It's so hot."

With the beauty in his arms, Zhang Hui felt even more comfortable: "Then what should I do?"

Jing Ling said in a coquettish tone, "I can hardly breathe."

Zhang Hui smiled, then kissed the mole on his cheek, then moved to the tip of his nose, and finally landed on his lips.

"Then let me help you."

Jing Ling's hand unconsciously hugged Zhang Hui back, his fingers were stuck in his powerful back muscles, and he tried to respond to Zhang Hui for the first time.

Zhang Hui's lips lingered on his, and then he bit his lower lip dissatisfied. Jing Ling's lips opened slightly, and his tongue took advantage of the situation.

He didn't expect that Jing Ling's tongue would take the initiative and cautiously moved over to respond to him. Zhang Hui's muscles stiffened, and he opened his eyes slightly, only to see Jing Ling's cheeks flushed with water drops, her closed eyes and Slightly trembling eyelashes.

He laughed silently, dragged his hand and kneaded it unconsciously, with some sexual meaning.

Jing Ling felt something hard and hot against him at the heel of his leg, this time there was no fabric, he clearly felt him, his desire for him with his body.

When he was almost suffocated by Zhang Hui's kiss, Zhang Hui let him go and stepped out of the hot spring.

Jing Ling completely lost her strength and limp against the edge of the wall, the redness on his face was stained with lust for the first time, his eyes rolled around like a cat looking at Zhang Hui, unconsciously seductive.

They rented a detached Japanese-style hot spring courtyard, so there would be no one else here except them.

Standing under the moonlight and lights, Zhang Hui exposed his entire body, with watery light and a honey-colored luster, just right muscles full of masculine beauty, and the part between his legs stood upright arrogantly, looking fierce And full of threats.

He put on his bathrobe and squatted on the shore, gently beckoning to Jing Ling: "Come here."

It took Jing Ling a lot of strength to move to Zhang Hui's side. He looked up at Zhang Hui in the water, and said lazily and aggrievedly, "I can't stand up anymore."

So Zhang Hui picked him up, wrapped him in a scarf, and carried him straight back to the house.

The night is very quiet, you can hear the wind whistling outside, but the room is filled with superimposed and lingering breaths with heat.

A thin white calf was propped on the tatami mat, sliding down as if unable to support it, and a man's big hand was holding his thin ankle domineeringly.

Jing Ling's hand involuntarily slid on the man's strong back, and his lips were kissed rose-colored, with a somewhat coquettish red.

His eyes were already blurred, stained with lust.

The man's lips and teeth lingered on his neck and collarbone, he was completely naked and was pressed down on the tatami, and their lower bodies rubbed and collided under Zhang Hui's open bathrobe.

Jing Ling's neck could not help but lean back, stretching out a graceful curve. Zhang Hui raised his head from Jing Ling's collarbone, and looked at Jing Ling's body with burning eyes by the light and moonlight from the courtyard. look.

His brows were tightly wrinkled, his eyes half-closed, and he could only see his blurred silhouette reflected in the dark agate-like pupils, his lips were bright red, his cheeks were flushed, and his breathing and panting were in disarray. The whole person is ups and downs in desire.

Zhang Hui pulled back the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing his smooth and full forehead, and gently kissed the corner of his forehead, but in contrast, his lower body rubbed vigorously.

Zhang Hui's voice was a little hoarse, but also filled with strong desire: "Would you like it?"

Jing Ling's pupils gradually gained focus, and he looked at the person above him in confusion and affection, slowly wrapped his arms around his neck, and told him everything with his movements, I am willing to do anything you do to me.

Zhang Hui's hand was down, holding the desire of the two, and the two of them groaned at the same time, the sound of gasping and moaning was mixed, and it was a mess in this quiet night.

After some cloud and rain, Jing Ling had no strength at all, his hair was completely wet, his body was covered with a messy bathrobe, and he was curled up on the tatami mat, even his toes were shaking.

After Zhang Hui washed his hands, he came back and lay beside Jing Ling, holding him in his arms.

The room suddenly became quiet, only the sound of each other's breathing calmed down.

Jing Ling suddenly opened her mouth: "Of course it's possible, why not?"

Zhang Hui laughed out loud, he patted Jing Ling's buttocks, and suddenly realized: "So baby, are you so hungry?"

what did he call himbaby?It's really shameful and sweet.He burrowed a little deeper into his arms.

Looking at his reaction, Zhang Hui knew that his elf was shy again, so he stopped teasing him: "There is nothing here, I'm afraid it will hurt you."

Jing Ling reacted, realized what he said, and felt even more embarrassed, as if the two of them had already agreed to do something like that.

But what can't be done, as long as the other party is Zhang Hui, he can do anything.

Hearing Zhang Hui's steady heartbeat, he fell asleep.

Zhang Hui felt Jing Ling's breathing gradually becoming regular in his arms, he touched his cheek, and kissed his mole.It's not that he didn't want to, if it wasn't for the fright that Nozawa brought him a few days ago, he would be desperate to take him tonight.

But how could he be willing to frighten and hurt his baby?

He sighed, and fell asleep while holding him in his arms.

The next day, the two went to see Mount Fuji.

They were lucky that the weather was fine, so they could see the full range of Mt. Fuji.

Jing Ling and Zhang Hui said: "They all said that wishing on Mount Fuji is very effective."

Zhang Hui was originally looking at the mountain, and then looked at him, seeing his white skin, like the snow on the top of Mount Fuji.

"Then have you promised?"

Jing Ling shook her head, he never promised.

In fact, this place is also a revisit for him. He was very excited when he came here for the first time. It happened to be April. I heard that it is the most beautiful time of the year. The whole mountain is the most colorful, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow White snow, the foot of the mountain is full of cherry blossoms.

But on the day he went, there was a lot of fog. In the haze, he could only see the silhouette of Mount Fuji clearly, and he lost the mood to make a wish.

The next few times I went, either because of work or because of Nozawa, he was even less in the mood to make a wish.

Zhang Hui said with a smile: "Then you can make a wish this time, Mount Fuji is looking at you."

Jing Ling also smiled, and he closed his eyes, earnestly and piously.

Zhang Hui looked at him earnestly. He might have a wish. He hoped that his little elf would go well in the years to come and be happier every day.

After Jing Ling opened his eyes, Zhang Hui asked him, "What wish did you make?"

His eyes became sly, and he curved his eyebrows with a smile.

His little friend is getting cuter every day, Zhang recalled.

He took out his camera and told Zhang Hui: "My wish is, I want to take a photo with Mr. Zhang and Mt. Fuji. I don't know if it can be realized."

Zhang Hui looked at him with a doting smile: "Mr. Fuji-san said, sure."

Jing Ling set up the tripod and ran back to Zhang Hui's side in small steps, so there was this photo, the first photo of the two of them together, Zhang Hui's arm was on Jing Ling's shoulder, both of them were smiling softly, under the mount Fuji.

Jing Lingxu's wish is not actually this, and Zhang Hui actually knows that since his little elf wants to keep a little secret, then he can pretend that he doesn't know anything.

Later, when Jing Ling asked for a lottery at the shrine, he got a big luck. This was the first time he got a big luck, and the best result before was just a lucky one.

Excitedly, he showed it to Zhang Hui, who smiled and said, "That's awesome."

Jing Ling put her palms together, and reverently recited the wish she just made at the foot of Mount Fuji.

He hopes that his lover Zhanghui will be safe every year, everything will go smoothly and be happy forever.

It doesn't matter if his happiness is not related to him one day, although he may be very sad, but if he is happy, it is already good.

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