Refraction

After hanging up the phone with Chen Gong, Zheng Yi squatted there giggling for a long time——Chen Gong is such a fool.

The person on the phone said that he was "going to bed now"; the person on the other side said that he "just happened to be drinking at the Hujialou"...

A lie was scattered by him.

Sloppy is sloppy, willing to see yourself is true.

When I regained my senses, I realized that half of the cigarette had already been burned into a column of ashes before I could smoke it.

Pi Dian'er walked back to the KTV with strides, and said hello to his friends: "Leave first—my little boyfriend is here to pick me up!"

Friends gossip: "Is that hypocritical lamb of yours?"

Zheng Yi shook his head and smiled: "It's a long time ago..."

"It's old? Didn't you bring it out to play two weeks ago?" My friend patted Zheng on the shoulder: "It's okay to change it. Although I'm not crooked, I can see that the little sheep has a heart." Duo—you're stupid, you have to find someone stupid, so you won't be tricked by others!"

Zheng Yi laughed with a "sneak": "Stupid or not... You still have to remember to put on the condom - take care of it safely!"

After finishing his mouth, he ran out of the box.

The streets of Sanlitun on weekdays are still crowded with people.Couples of young lovers swaggered through the market; supercars ran past the stalls selling pancakes and fruits with the sound of engines; little sisters and grandmothers who sold flowers competed for business.

Every human firework is bright and lovely.

Zheng Yi also shook his head and brain following the music playing in an unknown shop.His face was flushed—not because of the alcohol, but because he was thinking about Chen Gong who was about to pick him up.

He quickly smoked another cigarette, took out mouthwash from his bag and rinsed his mouth, Zheng finished wiping his mouth, and checked his face with the camera of his mobile phone—"Stunning!"

A car just parked in front of him - Chen Gong's car.

Zheng Yi restrained a smirk with his mouth shut, pulled the co-pilot away and got in.

The air-conditioning in the car was sufficient, Chen Gong pressed the phone navigation, and didn't look up at himself, Zheng Yi guessed that he was also shy.

"The name of your neighborhood?" Chen Gong asked.

Zheng Yiyi was drunk and drunk: "I don't remember - you drive first!"

"Where are you going?"

"Anywhere."

The car behind was already honking, and Chen Gong couldn't stop, so he started the car and turned onto Gongti North Road.

Neither of them spoke, the ambiguous air in the car was mixed with restlessness and silence; Chen Gong watched the road carefully, and Zheng Yi carefully watched the traffic outside.

After moving for two or three kilometers in low gear along Gongti North Road, Zheng Yicai asked, "Where are you taking me?"

This question... asked Chen Gong as if he was a hooligan taking advantage of others, "Your home—you tell me the address, and I will take you back."

Zheng Yi Sapo'er: "I don't want to go home anymore—I'm going to play!"

"Then what do you want to play?" Chen Gong asked knowingly - he wanted Zheng Yi to say what he was too embarrassed to say.

Zheng Yi looked drunk, and said vaguely: "Anything is fine. I can just be with you; I can play whatever I want."

What he said was both vague and clear, Chen Gong couldn't help but roll his eyes in his heart after hearing this.Annoyed that Zheng Yi was thinking about him and refused to say it clearly, and also angry that he was worse than Zheng Yi - he was no longer a beginner, but at this moment he felt nervous and ashamed as if it had never happened before.

But then I thought again: it’s fine if you don’t want to say it out loud; anyway, if you’re drunk at this moment, even if you take advantage of your danger, you can still dump the blame on you who drank too much and messed up when you wake up the next day.

The three words "go to open a room" were wrapped around a dozen times in my mouth, and finally I decided to go all out.Just as Chen Gong was about to say something, Zheng Yi got a call.

Zheng Yi hung up, turned around and stared at Chen Gong: "What do you want to say?"

And as expected, he was a bit weak, Chen Gong stuttered a few times, took enough breath and brewed a "scumbag tone", and when he was about to blurt out, Zheng Yi's phone rang again.

Zheng Yi hung up, turned around and continued to stare at Chen Gong: "What?"

Three and exhausted.The rationality of advocating "keeping a distance" defeated the sensibility of "If you can't fall in love, you can always have a cannon" in this moment.Chen Gong shook his head: No, no, let Zheng Yi go home.

At this moment, Zheng Yi's phone rang again.

After answering the call this time, Zheng Yi yelled at the phone: "My mother's business is almost like what are you calling!"

Chen Gong felt a little tired after hearing this—come on, now he doesn't have to speak up himself, what Zheng Yi was thinking was now fully explained by himself.

The friend on the phone said: "You left the house key here!"

"Huh?" Zheng Yi sighed and said, "Ten minutes, give it to me in ten minutes!"

Zheng Yi hung up the phone and Chen Gong also turned around.

"What a shame!" Zheng Yi complained.

Chen Gong teased him with his words: "What are you going to accomplish?"

Zheng Yi shook his head, with an annoyed face: "Don't tell me - don't you want me to be ashamed?"

Chen Gong couldn't help laughing.

Zheng Yi looked at Chen Gong's smiling side face: "Eh? The pure and clean Deputy Supervisor Chen actually has a time when he looks wretched?"

"Don't fart, quickly get the key!" Chen Gong glared at him.

Zheng Yi nodded repeatedly, patted Chen Gong's thigh, and said, "Don't be in a hurry—I'm in a hurry too."

When the car parked back to Pure K, my friend was already waiting by the side of the road with the key.

Gossiping, the man went around and knocked on the window of the driver's seat. Chen Gong pushed down the window to take the key, and said "Thank you!" for Zheng Yi.

The kid refused to leave after returning the key, leaned his arms on the window to look at Chen Gong, and said to Zheng Yi, "Your little boyfriend is so aura... Hey, Zheng Yi, when did you change to be a little Linger? "

"Hurry up and get lost!"

Chen Gong didn't bother to listen to their slander, said "goodbye", lifted the clutch, and followed the old road to the main road.

"Little boyfriend?" Chen Gong repeated Zheng Yi's friend's words when turning the corner.

Zheng Yi smiled cheaply: "Bragging isn't illegal, right? What, you plan to sue me for sexual harassment in the workplace?"

Chen Gong snorted and laughed: "Then where shall we go down here?"

"Go to my house."

"Okay, no—go to my house."

"Why did you go to your house?"

"I accept the bed."

"Does that mean you can let me stay overnight?"

"You can get out if you want to."

Chen Gong is Zheng Yi's little angel.

But Chen Gong felt that Zheng Yi was not his "little master"; he was a devil, a poisonous snake, spitting out bright red letters to lure Chen Gong to taste the forbidden fruit.

And Chen Gong also knew that he was worthless - he didn't resist very hard, but he was quite active in submitting.

On the way home, Chen Gong was in a very dry mood.

——"What are you playing?"

——"Where are you going to play?"

Chen Gong is looking forward to the so-called "playing" - this adult game; or using the word "expectation" is not accurate, it is "craving"... Chen Gong understands his thoughts very well: I like Zheng Yi, I love Zheng One, greedy for Zheng Yi, addicted to Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi was the resistance wire in the light bulb, and Chen Gong felt like a moth—it was just instinctively jumping towards the light source.

What is better than moths is that I still have brains, and I also know that "moths to the flame" itself is a joke...

What's even more ridiculous is that the flames can also make moths quickly burn to powder before they feel the pain; but Zheng Zhou has a layer of transparent glass on his body, he burns you so painfully, you still have to live in pain.

The only solution that Chen Gong thought of between pain and greed was to go to Zheng Yi's appointment for one night - it doesn't matter if you can't love; it's okay to be greedy for a while.

As soon as the car parked in the parking space, Zheng Yi took off his seat belt and grabbed Chen Gong's arm.

Chen Gong was taken aback: "How do you get out of the car when you drag me—what are you dragging me for?"

"I can't wait!" Zheng Yi said, he leaned over and reached out to hook the back of Chen Gong's head, and then slapped his mouth in a rough manner.

Zheng Yi still had the taste of rum in his mouth, and he was sucking it into his throat, and Chen Gong was also a little bit drunk—top.

Chen Gong's forehead felt hot at that moment, and his eye sockets felt hot as well.

I don't know why I feel sad, but I just closed my eyes, feeling Zheng Yi's attack.

Zheng Yi's kissing skills were too poor, he knocked his teeth a few times and bit his tongue a few times, Chen Gong frowned in pain, and pushed Zheng Yi away with great effort.

After pushing away, Chen Gong saw disappointment in Zheng Yi's eyes—he didn't kiss enough.After seeing it, Chen Gong felt that Zheng Yi's expression was a bit pitiful, so he leaned in to respond to a light touch to comfort him, and smiled at him against his forehead: "Your skills are too poor-you are gnawing, you should Are you a little wolf cub?"

Zheng Yi defended in a mixed manner: "Isn't this the first time for me?"

Chen Gong was taken aback imperceptibly.

Zheng Yi's sanity line was broken long ago, and he had no time to care about Chen Gong's micro-expressions, and said, "Do it again, let me be a gentle little sheep!"

Chen Gong said, "Go upstairs first." Zheng Yi rushed up again before he could say the word "lou".Fortunately, Zheng Yi was much gentler this time, as if he quickly summed up his experience after a practice, and made rapid progress.

Chen Gong indulged Zheng Yi's jerkyness, and tasted pleasure from the jerkyness.

But he was happy, but Chen Gong felt a little uncomfortable.

It's just an adult game of love and wish - Zheng Yi asked enthusiastically when he was in the top, so he gave some response - only thinking like this can whitewash this kiss as pleasure, not emotion.

It's not emotional, but when the tongue is entangled, do you really not put emotions in it?

The random thinking was interrupted because of Zheng Yi's little action—kissing was no longer enough to satisfy Zheng Dayelang's desire. The hand that was originally holding Chen Gong's neck was kneading Chen Gong's back, and gradually reached down.

Chen Gong took a few breaths: "Stop—what do you want to do?"

With an innocent face, Zheng Yi said with a smile, "...you!"

"No way!" Chen Gong twisted Zheng Yi's octopus-like arm away: "I'm three years older than you!"

"What's the matter? Ling'er is a junior, holding a golden brick!"

"I'm... I'm older than you anyway!"

"It doesn't matter! Besides, what are you bragging about? We're almost the same—I'm just scratching my head!"

"Aren't you going to be a gentle little sheep to me?"

"Yes!" Zheng nodded: "So you can't give grass?"

Chen Gong pushed him away from the entanglement with his elbow: "This matter has to be settled - I am Gong, I can't help it!"

"Then I'm still one!—Don't worry, I'm not rough, I'm gentle!"

Chen Gong still shook his head: "I have diarrhea!"

Zheng Yi also shook his head: "I'm constipated!"

"I have hemorrhoids!"

"I have a hernia!"

Chen Gong was tired: "Are you talking about cross talk with me?"

Zheng Yi laughed: "Deputy Supervisor Chen, you have to be obedient!"

Chen Gong scowled: "I really can't do it, I can't accept it psychologically!"

Zheng Yiben still wanted to continue to torture people, but when he heard the phrase "I can't accept it psychologically", he realized something, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind - in that video, Chen Gong really fell asleep, and he was very sad about the fact that he was being tortured. Nothing is known about the violation...

Zheng Yi's heart "thumped".

Could it be...Chen Gong has had a shadow on this matter since that time, so he "can't accept it psychologically"?

For a while, Zheng Yi calmed down again, stopped his fumbling movements, let go of Chen Gong and returned to the passenger seat.Sitting blankly for a while, he turned around and smiled at Chen Gong, saying, "Okay, then I won't force you, but I'm not too..."

"It's okay, I won't force you..." Seeing that Zheng Yi backed down, Chen Gong felt a little embarrassed.He took out a swollen cigarette case from his bulging trousers pocket, rolled down the car window, lit one for himself, and handed one to Zheng Yi as well.

The embarrassment caused by the collision lasted for a minute, and Zheng Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Leave this alone—can I tell others that we are together tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Chen Gong was stunned.

Zheng Yi cheerfully took inventory: "Tell Lao Wang, Qiu Mang, and Quan HALO——so that a bunch of people don't covet me, and covet you!"

Chen Gong said, "Wait a minute—we're just playing, why are we together?"

Hearing this, Zheng Yi was taken aback.

Chen Gong smoked a cigarette indifferently, without looking at Zheng Yi: "It's just for fun, I didn't promise to be with you."

Zheng Yi couldn't smoke anymore: "I thought—to be able to play this...means being able to be together..."

In this atmosphere, Chen Gong turned into a "scumbag".With a sneer, Chen Gong asked Zheng Yi: "Then you confessed your love to me and asked someone else to play, what do you mean?"

This question kept Zheng silent for a long time.

It was so quiet again that each of them finished smoking their cigarettes, Zheng Yi sniffed his nose, and gave a cheap "hehe" smile: "It's okay, it's okay to play..."

"Continue?" Chen Gong simply "scumbag" to the end.

"Why continue?" Zheng Yi smiled wryly: "Our situation..."

Chen Gong remained silent.

Zheng Yi put his hand back on Chen Gong's lap: "Let me kiss you again..."

Chen Gong didn't hide from Zheng Yi's hand, but he was a little overwhelmed by the atmosphere, so he followed Zheng Yi's wishes, turned his head around, and moved closer to Zheng Yi's direction.

Zheng Yi took a deep breath, then leaned over and "gnawed" Chen Gong clumsily.

The kiss took too long this time.

Feeling Zheng Yi's efforts to restrain the rough but really rough kiss, feeling the slight tremor of Zheng Yi's hand caressing his cheek - Chen Gong kept his eyes closed and didn't dare to look.Fantasizing that Zheng Yi is looking at him tenderly with eyes full of deep affection; fantasizing that Zheng Yi is not a flirtatious young man, but a simple, loyal and foolish boy...

Zheng Yi was like a fire, the tongue of flames lingered and burned Chen Gong, even the air was burned by his high temperature, and all the light passing by was bent into a trembling and unclear appearance.

Chen Gong felt his head getting hotter and his eye sockets getting more painful.

Zheng Yi kissed him, but felt that Chen Gong was too cold, like a soulless ice sculpture.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Chen Gong threatened me with his fist: "Father, if you don't write me as Gong, I will beat you!"

Zheng Yi transferred 500 million to my account: "Father, I'm a gong, this is just a deposit."

The reader shook me: "Silly, wake up, it's time to write a manuscript..."