I bent the devil

Sunlight slanted in from the open windows above the bookstore, turning into pillars of light.If you squint your eyes slightly, you will see floating dust that is almost motionless hanging in it.

It was quiet, and the years were quiet.

It's just that there are noises at the door of the shop not far away. It is that two of the "three talents" in the world are at war.One is graceful and ethereal, and the other is free and elegant.For a while, there was a circle of people outside the shop, pointing and pointing to see if it was lively.

But these are completely isolated from the innermost, hidden space of the bookstore.

Song Qingyi leaned against Gu Jiu, bringing him into the space formed by the walls, bookshelves and himself, so that the beam of light could only hit his back, but it wouldn't reveal half of Gu Jiu who was shrouded in his own shadow.

—a kind of quiet possessiveness.

"...Why don't they leave?" Gu Jiu moved a little uneasy, but he didn't dare to make too much movement, because he was too close to Tsing Yi now.

... so close, as long as Tsing Yi tilts his head slightly at this time, he will...

cough.An inexplicable heat climbed up her cheeks, and Gu Baba couldn't help but give a fake cough with a slight feeling of impatience. The moment she looked away, she naturally didn't notice the smile hidden in Song Qingyi's eyes and Chen Fu.

"...I guess I won't be leaving for a while." Song Qingyi said almost close to Gu Jiu's ear, with both hands propped on the wall behind Gu Jiu, plus the keenness of a martial arts practitioner, so what? When he didn't notice that his breath sprayed on Gu Jiu's ear, the person in his arms trembled slightly.

That trembling... Even he was exaggerated to be a little emotional.

The thin lips couldn't help opening slightly, wanting to bite the ear that was close to the lip, but held back, only the warm breath still sprayed on Gu Jiu's ear, and followed the contours into his cochlea.

More impatient and intimate.

Gu Jiu rolled his Adam's apple slightly, and finally couldn't help turning his head to look at Song Qingyi, who was only a slight distance away from him, and would become a face-to-face scene. "Tsing Yi...you..." retreated a few words and lost the chance to speak.Because at the same time he tilted his head, Song Qingyi also tilted his head suspiciously and inadvertently.

Lips brushed against each other lightly and stopped.

There were still quarrels at the door of the bookstore not far away, but at this moment, Gu Jiu could only feel the itching...and warmth from his lips.

At this moment, Gu Jiu couldn't see clearly the expression on the face of Song Qingyi who was facing him and standing against the light.But the lips that were still still and slightly attached conveyed a kind of hidden, gnawing something that was hidden in the dark, which made Gu Jiu feel a timid and threatening aggression.

His lips moved slightly, and he was about to pull back, but he was pulled from supporting the wall to the back of his head, supporting his stamina slightly, and was deepened by Song Qingyi in a bearable attitude. A kiss so shallow that it doesn't even count as a superficial kiss.

Tossing and rubbing, lightly biting and penetrating.So gentle and so... of course.

It even made Gu Jiu feel that he just had a piece of top-quality chocolate in his mouth, and it melted softly with the infection of his own temperature, and slid into his mouth obediently.Intimate blending and entanglement with the tongue, teeth, and even the breath between the throats.

But the kiss that deepened in the next moment, and the intensity made Gu Jiu feel that the gentleness and softness before were just illusions.

Song Qingyi is like a black spider that has been dormant in the dark for a long time. After capturing Gu Jiu with the softest and most unsuspecting spider silk in the world, it reveals a full of aggressiveness and a strong and almost substantive expression. possessive.

He kissed Gu Jiu deeply, so delicate and deep that it made Gu Jiu tremble from the back and tailbone, climbing all the way until the top of his head exploded.Can only get fresh breath from his mouth.

Song Qingyi is the scariest of all beasts, I thought he wouldn't gobble it up like other beasts.He is calm and elegant, but he will grind Gu Jiu between his teeth bit by bit meticulously, feel even a tiny bit of his flesh and blood, taste his whole taste.

Not even the scum is left.

When Song Qingyi finally left, Xiao had thought about it for a long time, and tried countless times in his mind and dreams how to kiss his lips, when he gently pecked and gnawed along Gu Jiu's round chin.Gu Baba only had to grab Song Qingyi's arm that was supported under his armpit again, so as not to slip to the ground.

In the quiet space, only heavy breathing and faint kisses could be heard.besides……

"Uh!" Gu Jiu raised his chin and covered his mouth, trying his best not to make a sound.There was a layer of mist in the amber-like pupils, and she grabbed Song Qingyi's arm under the clothes even more tightly to the point that it was about to turn into a stone.The other hand drooped on Song Qingyi's shoulder, so at a loss that he didn't know whether he wanted to pull him up, or...

"Tsing Yi...stop...uh..."

A delicate, almost inaudible sound.

The beam of light finally landed on Gu Jiu's body, sprinkled on his open lips that could only pant silently, on his eyelashes that were also confused, and... full of elasticity and tenacity under the sun, and faintly visible in the robe. on the skin.

"...I've wanted to do this for a long time..." Song Qingyi still supported Gu Jiu's armpit with one hand, preventing him from sliding down the wall when he was weak.The other hand, while talking, slowly penetrated from Gu Jiu's open robe, feeling the texture of the skin under the waist because of his tightness, and then slid to the tailbone, lifting Gu Jiu slightly. For a while, he was close to himself, so that he could feel his desire for him.

Song Qingyi bit Gu Jiu's neck, but taking things slowly was more dangerous than ever.

He leaned against Gu Jiu, slightly raised his head to look at the young man who was lifted up by him, inch by inch, watching him frown and rebuff, but spoke love words in the most gentle tone.

"...I want to see you cry, Gu Jiu."

I want to see you cry for me.

Inch by inch, grind by little.Panting heavily, watching him cry for himself in this secret space, in a noisy environment not far away.

Gu Mou.

... Gu Jiu.

Gu Mou.