They're said to be fucking gay in all seriousness.

Yan Quan has never been afraid of the game between bed and bed.

In the past, when the stars were holding the moon and thousands of flowers, whether it was playing with warmth, props, or even sm, he was always in control.Later, with Shen Qiucheng, in a completely different position, even if he lost control and handed over his body to another person, he has never been so embarrassed! ——Shen Qiucheng is very restrained, no matter how much he teases and seduces, there will never be anything wrong, and occasionally the waves go too far and get out of control, after the mutual rivalry, he will definitely not be unable to get out of bed alone.

But this time, Yan Quan used his personal experience to prove a truth: instead of perishing in silence, he becomes perverted in silence... The more awe-inspiring and well-behaved a person is, the more trembling he will be once his aura explodes and turns black. The aura of a ghost...

After being squeezed out of his last bit of energy, Yan Quan lay on the bed like a dead dog, not even wanting to move—he rubbed his fingers secretly in his heart. The "stick education" of the dark thunderstorm will not kill half of my life...

To what extent did I provoke him... I lost my temper so much qaq...

Shen Qiucheng gently lifted Yan Quan, fed him some warm water, changed him to a clean pillow, then pulled him into his arms, and covered them tightly with quilts.

The feeling of chest against chest was very solid, Shen Qiucheng inserted his fingers into Yan Quan's hair, and stroked the hair gently one after another. After a long time, Yan Quan's weak voice sounded softly, "Are you still angry?"

Shen Qiucheng laughed lowly twice.

God, what does this laugh mean?Yan Quan's body stiffened immediately, his brain exploded, his hair stood on end...

Shen Qiucheng continued to smooth Yan Quan's hair, and the newly erected hair became limp and obedient in an instant, "It's better to have less of this kind of anger that hurts the enemy by one thousand and self-damage eight hundred."

Yan Quan slowly raised his eyelids, blinking slowly.

Shen Qiucheng whispered in a low voice: "My waist is sore and painful..."

Yan Quan snorted and put his palm on Shen Qiucheng's waist very slowly, rubbing it slightly.

Shen Qiucheng's lips were pressed against Yan Quan's forehead, and his clear voice was slightly magnetic, "I'm suffocating, I'm suffocating..."

"But you are really powerful." Yan Quan lazily arched deeper into Shen Qiucheng's arms, found a comfortable position in the hollow of his shoulders, and praised with closed eyes: "Anyone else would have blown himself up, and it would be you, control* master!"

Shen Qiucheng smiled slightly, and said a harsh word to Yan Quanshun, "Actually, my insides have exploded several times..."

Yan Quan was stunned for a moment, then he grinned, and the words that Shen Qiucheng said during the process sounded in his ears again, and the factors of joy and happiness were engulfed in his heart layer by layer.

"I admit, I really have no resistance to some of your expressions. You are so cute, so tempting, so cruel, so cheap, so cute, and really stimulate men's wicked tastes," Shen Qiucheng stuck to Yan Quan's ear mysteriously. , "I really want to overthrow you in the next second!"

Yan Quan's ears moved.Oh my god, his Qiucheng painting style is starting to go wrong again...but but, I like it so charming~(///▽///)~

"That is to say, I am not very interested in this kind of thing by nature, so I didn't exhaust myself." Shen Qiucheng said with a half-smile, "If someone else had worked on you for so many years, you would have been sent to the mortuary to lie flat. "

Yan Quan opened his eyes, with a look of grief and indignation: "You are the only one who sees me thinking 'push', and others see me as 'begging! Be! Pushed!' okay?"

"Oh?" Shen Qiucheng raised his eyebrows, "Are there many people you pushed?"

Damn Shen Qiucheng, you are a good person. No matter the answer to this question is "more" or "less", it is fucking wrong... Yan Quan immediately surrendered to the organization like a dog, expressing his determination: "I have ruthlessly rejected all of them!"

"I remember—" Shen Qiucheng prolonged his tone on purpose, and stopped Shun Mao's hand, "A certain person used to take care of more than half of the village at a time, and in the end I couldn't remember who was who..."

Yan Quan stopped rubbing Shen Qiucheng's waist, and hugged Shen Qiucheng tightly. His two bodies were tightly attached, and the corners of his mouth curled up. His expression was as obedient as possible, and he said solemnly: "But I only have you in my heart." one!"

Shen Qiucheng sighed, "Thinking about it now, it's a bit of a shame for someone to follow me."

Yan Quan still had a serious and serious face: "No, no, I'm the one who climbed the ladder!"

Shen Qiucheng continued to sigh, "I still remember the models in the entertainment newspapers at that time..."

Yan Quan continued with a solemn and serious face: "Who is that? The one who burned his head at the entrance of the village? I forgot, I forgot!"

Shen Qiucheng still sighed, "Someone even said that the money given to the model is enough for her to live half her life swaggeringly, spending a lot of money to be a beauty~"

Yan Quan still had a serious face: "So, since I got you, although I put a lot of thought into it, I unexpectedly saved money. I spent a lot of money to support them!"

"You spend a lot to take care of them?" Shen Qiucheng asked seriously: "Did I spend a lot to take care of you?"

Yan Quan sneered, and suddenly pouted his mouth full of arrogance and dissatisfaction, "Are they worthy of being compared with me?"

Shen Qiucheng began to pamper Yan Quan again, and couldn't help chuckling, "It's not worthy, you summed up a lot of yourself in the car that day, I didn't realize that you have so many advantages, you can be called the best, 360-degree perfect lover."

Yan Quan slowly shrank back under the quilt, only revealing quietly red ears and black eyes full of love. They looked at each other quietly for 2 minutes, Yan Quan blinked, and said in a muffled voice: "I still want to hear Say it again."

Shen Qiucheng smiled, "Let's rest for a while, let's take a shower first, and then you go to sleep, I'll go to see my mother, by the way, do you remember? What did she ask me to bring a few days ago?"

Shen Qiucheng, who can't even forget a gossip from a few years ago, how could he forget his mother's instructions just a few days ago?This topic has been transferred too bluntly!Bad review!Yan Quan looked eagerly, "Qiu Cheng, I want to hear..."

"..." Shen Qiucheng looked at Yan Quan expressionlessly.

Yan Quan's eyes were full of hope and anticipation.

"Okay, okay," Shen Qiucheng evoked a faint smile, "Xiaoquan is full of advantages, big and superb, 360-degree omnidirectional and perfect lover! I am lucky to have the best Xiaoquan! I am happy! Yet?"

Yan Quan let out a "hmm" and buried himself under the blanket into Shen Qiucheng's arms.

Shen Qiucheng: "..."

If Yan Quan thinks that Shen Qiucheng's painting style is wrong, then Shen Qiucheng thinks that Yan Quan's painting style is so weird that it is horribly weird - it's so fucking unscientific!But... so cute!So fucking cute!

After taking a shower and tidying up, Yan Quan wrapped himself in the warm quilt, looked at Shen Qiucheng who was carefully arranging his neckline with twitching eyelids, and lazily reminded: "Mom asked you to bring some canned food that I bought for Bengbeng earlier."

Shen Qiucheng bent down and planted a kiss on Yan Quan's forehead, and smiled slightly, "I really don't remember?"

Yan Quan also laughed, "I really can't get up, I'm so tired and sleepy, I can't go with you, or you can pick them up at night, and I'll cook. I have to go back to Beijing tomorrow, right?"

"Of course! We've been out for so long, the company has piled up a lot of things, and," Shen Qiucheng took out a box of eye drops from the drawer, "you have to go back and check."

Yan Quan smiled unhurriedly, "My company also has a lot of things to do. There is a new project that has urged me several times."

"By the way," Shen Qiucheng unscrewed the eye drops, raised his eyes to look at Yan Quan, "do you need to call your dad..."

Yan Quan: "..." It seems, it seems, it seems... It's a little too much fun...

Shen Qiucheng bent one leg and sat on the side of the bed, moved Yan Quan's head and put it on his knees, carefully opened the upper and lower eyelids of his left eye, held the eyedrop bottle hanging above, and dripped two drops. Then switch to the right eye, cover both eyes with the palm of your hand, and massage for 1 minute, "This thing is actually useless at all..."

Yan Quan's eyelashes that were wet with eye drops trembled slightly, and he said with a smile, "But the feeling of you dripping on me is great~Eye drops, ear digging, everything is great~"

Shen Qiucheng gently put Yan Quan's head back on the pillow, touched his cheek, and said with a low voice, "Next time I'll fuck you and dig your ears..."

Yan Quan thought for a moment, then said solemnly, "Why do I feel that there is a high possibility of accidentally poking the deaf..."

Shen Qiucheng: "..."

Yan Quan stared at Shen Qiucheng for a while, watching his slender fingers shuttle among the various medicine boxes in the drawer, picking them up and putting them down, frowning and looking at them one by one—Yan Quan suddenly laughed, "Why are you studying them? I just want to Just take the painkillers."

Shen Qiucheng snorted coldly, flipped through the medicine boxes, and finally picked out three boxes and threw them beside Yan Quan's pillow, "How can you get rid of that crap?"

Yan Quan's mouth flattened, "Qiu Cheng, don't be angry..."

This point is really not the usual inconceivable...Shen Qiucheng couldn't laugh or cry, tucked the quilt for Yan Quan, smoothed his hair comfortingly, and taught him earnestly, "It's not about whether I'm angry or not. It's because of you that I asked you to quit the painkillers." The body, an unhealthy human being full of diseases, should not touch this kind of addictive western medicine anymore. In fact, you are doing well now, and you have gradually reduced the amount over the years, but it is not enough. You have to try They all eradicated, understand?"

Yan Quan nodded.

"Of course I know it's hard to quit drugs, not to mention you've been taking them for over twenty years. But Xiaoquan will definitely conquer this little painkiller, right? Take it a little bit, I believe you—"

Thousands of words are no match for "I believe in you".

"—Okay, I quit."

Shen Qiucheng filled the water glass with warm water, seeing Yan Quan's expression of going to die, he couldn't help but want to laugh, "I didn't tell you to get rid of the addiction right away, if you didn't do it step by step, you'd be done too. "

Yan Quan chuckled, "Got it, you can go to Mom's."

There was the sound of a car driving downstairs.

Two people slept on one side of the double bed, and Yan Quan hugged Shen Qiucheng's pillow in his arms, and stretched out his arms to caress the empty half of the bed back and forth. The midday sun reflected a person's back...

Yan Quan stopped touching, turned over the back of his hand, and spread out his palm in the sun, as if inviting the figure from behind——

"I'm really too greedy..."

——Not satisfied, not satisfied, I really want you to be by my side 24 hours a day, 48 hours a day...

——You are in heaven, and you are in hell when you leave. Are body temperature and breathing the regulators?