Self-cultivation of tool people [Quick Transmigration]

Because Yu Tanqiu was very angry, he acted like a rascal, and with his own pillow in his hands, he came in through Lynch's half-covered door with a sullen face, and naturally lifted the quilt beside Lynch. After getting off, with his back to Lynch, he took the initiative to make trouble.

Lynch was reading a book, and there was a small lamp beside the bed. He only glanced at what Yu Tanqiu was doing, and then turned his eyes back to the foreign magazine in his hand.

Yu Tanqiu turned his back to Lynch, and stared at him like a bull alone. The sound of the pages turning gently sounded like a hurricane in his ears, causing his heart to tremble. Lynch's unique smell was very light. However, it has a strong corrosive effect, and Yu Tanqiu's entire body and spirit are polluted by the smell, and the bed under him becomes extraordinarily soft, so soft that even the slightest movement is earth-shattering.

Yu Tanqiu thought to himself: Lynch is so calm, is he looking down on him?When you are held in his hands by him, can't you do it again?

When Yu Tanqiu was about to attack this awkward situation like a climber had reached the peak, Lynch turned the switch of the desk lamp with a "snap", and the bedroom was completely dark, and Yu Tanqiu's breath was immediately stuck at the mouth of the peak and could not get out. up.

Yu Tanqiu heard Lin Qi's voice of putting the book down, and then the quilt covering his body moved slightly, and Lin Qi also lay down, and the two lay back to back.

"Have you ever slept in the same bed as him?" Yu Tanqiu asked abruptly.

After a long silence, Lynch responded slowly, "Yes."

This answer made Yu Tanqiu grimacing, turned around suddenly, and the spring bed let out an angry 'creak'. Yu Tanqiu stretched out his arms and hugged Lynch tightly, circling Lynch's thin arms in the dark, "Then, Has he ever hugged you like this?"

Yu Tanqiu knew that his face at this time was ugly.

He was eating the jealousy of a dead man, and that man was his father. Jealousy was gnawing at his heart, and his fangs were sharp in the dark.

Lynch was just silent.

And Yu Tanqiu quickly slipped his thoughts all the way down in his silence, Lynch responded that he couldn't calm down, Lynch didn't speak, his imagination had already answered for Lynch.

"Tan Qiu," Lynch said calmly while lying on his side, "Time cannot be lost."

These five words are so powerful that Yu Tanqiu couldn't breathe.

What Lynch said was too right, time cannot be tracked back, the storms and storms he and Yu Boju had experienced together could not be participated in nor erased, and it was between him and Lynch forever and ever.

Forget it, forget it if you can’t pursue it.

Yu Tanqiu forcefully kissed Lynch's cheek with a 'pop', "Fuck you, go to sleep." She stretched her hand along Lynch's inner lapel, her hot palm pressed against Lynch's cool skin, Lynch twisted slightly, and his skin was immediately rubbed by Yu Tanqiu, "Don't move, just sleep like this."

Lynch's body is always slightly cold, as if it is made of ice, it will not heat itself. Wherever Yu Tanqiu's hands are placed, only one piece will be hot. Otherwise, it is cold and cold. Yu Tanqiu's hands are not enough. Everywhere needs his warmth.

Lynch was also a man, and he was a man who had been holding it in for a long time. The youthful breath was no longer clear, and the hormones belonging to an adult male protruded out, scraping Lynch's skin and bones bluntly like an unopened knife blade.

"Tan Qiu..." Lynch couldn't help but squeezed his groping hands, tightening his flesh.

Yu Tanqiu couldn't understand why he didn't turn over and kill the man on the spot. It seemed that an invisible force affected his actions, which made him lose his breath and lay back down in frustration.

Weird.

"Yu Sheng," the wine glass in his hand was lightly touched, Yu Tanqiu woke up from the annoyed memories of last night, turned his face to face a sly smile, "What are you thinking, so lost in thought."

Yu Tanqiu smiled slightly, "I miss people."

"We're all at the club, what's going on?" The man put down his glass with a smile, "Two female students came here today, and they're fresh and tender. How about it, take a look?"

Yu Tanqiu shook the wine glass in his hand, lowered his eyes, smiled sarcastically, "I've seen too many female students, there's nothing new about it."

The man puffed out a puff of smoke and looked at Yu Tanqiu with a smile that was not a smile. Yu Tanqiu was young, but his skills and wrists were sophisticated. Except for lust and lust, he was extremely self-disciplined. He looked like a profiteer who had been in the shopping mall for many years. I don’t know how wonderful it is.”

Yu Tanqiu had never touched it.

Because of the disappointment in her previous life, Yu Tanqiu wished she could die too, and didn't want to do that.

In this life... I think about it, I think about it, I can think about it several times a day, but it's just that I'm so short of it, from language to body.

Seeing him in a daze, the man leaned forward and said in a low voice, "I don't like tender ones, but youthful ones are just right...here..." The man pushed Yu Tanqiu's arm, and Yu Tanqiu frowned and squinted at him. His eyes and fingers have already pointed forward, "Look, it's really red."

Yu Tanqiu didn't bother to look at it, put down his wine glass and straightened his cuffs, and got up with a gloomy face, but when he turned around, he met Zhang Manshu's eyes with bright red lips.

Zhang Manshu was wearing a pitch-black cheongsam, with a bright red shawl hanging on her two creamy white arms, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she looked at Yu Tanqiu through the crowd anxiously and sadly.

And Yu Tanqiu, as if he had no heart, glanced at Zhang Manshu without nostalgia, as if he didn't know her at all.

Zhang Manshu put her arms around her shoulders. Since her family was gone, she would subconsciously put her arms around her shoulders no matter she was standing or sitting. She always felt cold.

The young man from Zhilan Yushu also left. He walked from the noisy banquet to the boundless night. The decadence mixed with makeup and alcohol rushed from his nose to the top of his head. A person with a blurred face brought the wine. Zhang Manshu suddenly seemed to wake up. Go up 'da da da' and suddenly go down, "Yu Tanqiu——"

The figure in the night froze, he turned his face away, his face was as gloomy and indifferent as before, and his arms stopped vigorously, "I'm not looking for a woman."

Zhang Manshu's curly hair was messed up, and the night wind passed through the gaps in her long hair. Facing the mature Yu Tanqiu, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Her youth was literally dead.

Yu Tanqiu turned around and walked into the opened car, thinking that the mansion he just bought was quite satisfactory, and he didn't want to move, so he started the car and thought, it's better to drive Zhang Manshu away.

When we returned to Xiaoyanglou, it was very late at night, and the whole building was silent and dark. Yu Tanqiu was still drinking, and quietly went upstairs with a little irritating aftertaste.

Lynch fell asleep.

Yu Tanqiu lightly turned on the desk lamp, squatted down and lay on the bedside, looking at him fascinated.

When Lin Qi woke up, Yu Tanqiu would never stare so intently and obsessively. He couldn't make Lynch too proud.

Is this cunning old man playing with him?

Yu Tanqiu stared at the light-colored lips, slowly stretched out his fingers, and traced the outline of Lin Qi's lips with his fingers in the air. Just because of this little powder, the young body can burst out with great enthusiasm.

Lynch was awakened by the kiss, and after struggling subconsciously, he calmed down.

Yu Tanqiu felt bored, so he propped up his arms on Lin Qi's forehead, "Get up."

"You've been drinking," Lynch muttered sleepily, "Drink less."

Inspired by his gentle exhortation, Yu Tanqiu lowered his head and kissed Lynch's lips lingeringly, and because Lynch was still sleepy, lazy and supple, he was slightly drunk from the smell of alcohol from Yu Tanqiu's mouth. The tip of the two tongues tentatively curled into contact, and then quickly separated, intertwined repeatedly, full of ambiguous and erotic taste.

Yu Tanqiu pulled down Lynch's pants with both hands.

Lynch trembled for a moment, and hurriedly grabbed Yu Tanqiu's hand, "Tanqiu, Tanqiu..." I don't know whether it was to stop or encourage him.

In the dark, the hands of the two were twisted together like a fight. Once the docile Lynch resisted, Yu Tanqiu found it particularly interesting.

Yu Tanqiu lowered his head and kissed Lynch's face and side neck indiscriminately. Lynch felt an unusual breath in his raindrop kisses, and in desperation, he bent his legs and kicked hard.

I don't know if Yu Tanqiu was unprepared or too obsessed, or if Lynch exploded with enough strength in his nervousness, Yu Tanqiu was kicked off the bed by this blow, and hit the floor heavily, landing with a "boom" Put a tragic comma on a silent entanglement.

Lynch's head was broken for a second before he could react, and hurriedly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "Tan Qiu, are you okay?!"

The tall figure in the darkness curled up on the floor, and when Lynch approached, he shouted, "Don't come here!"

Lynch stopped where he was.

When he fell to the ground, he hit his tailbone. Yu Tanqiu's face was distorted by the pain, and he silently moved his eyes, nose and mouth. , the ass almost broke.

Lynch squatted down slowly, and said cautiously: "Tan Qiu, did you hurt from the fall?"

Two lines of big teardrops rolled out of Yu Tanqiu's eyes due to physical pain, and he said indifferently, "No."

Lynch thought that he didn't do it on purpose. Yu Tanqiu is still young, and doing so violated the league's regulations. He wanted to explain, but he could only stop and say, "You're too young."

Yu Tanqiu couldn't help saying loudly: "Shut up!"

Lynch shut up.

Yu Tanqiu put one hand on the floor, and stood up slowly while supporting his waist. Lynch's eyes had already adapted to the darkness, and he saw Yu Tanqiu limping out of the door very clearly. Injured?

Yu Tanqiu leaned on the wall and went back to his bedroom, turned on the light and went straight to the mirror, took off his trousers and took a picture, it was indeed a big red spot at the tailbone, don't worry, it will definitely turn black and blue tomorrow morning.

Yu Tanqiu twisted into a twist in front of the mirror, feeling that his current appearance was extremely ridiculous, numbly dragged his two legs and lay down on the bed, without distracting thoughts, silently scolding his mother.

"Tanqiu..." Lynch's faint call came from the door, and Yu Tanqiu got up immediately. He was so violent that he was about to fall down in pain. He grabbed the quilt on the bed to cover his buttocks, turned his head crookedly and said, "You don't sleep. What are you doing?"

Lynch was lying on the edge of the door, he had already seen the scene inside the door clearly just now, his fingers were scratching at the crack of the door, his sunken eyes exuded regret and pity, "I, let me help you with some medicine... ..."

"Rolling—" Yu Tanqiu barked.

10 minutes later

The pale hand was coated with medicinal wine and rubbed gently on the wound, Lynch said cautiously: "Is the strength still good?"

Yu Tanqiu lay on the bed and said 'hmm', and rubbed Lynch's butt through the silk pants.

Hey, that's pretty fair.