please kill me

Yang Jing did what he said, and began to appear frequently at meal times, stopping Liu Chunyang who was hungry after school and was walking on the way to forage.

"Do not you work?"

Once or twice is normal, Liu Chunyang did not expect Yang Jing to last for so long.He had one head and two big ones, and he couldn't figure out what Yang Jing's intention was in doing this.

"As I said, I want to make it up to you."

Yang Jing seemed gentle and harmless to humans and animals when he said this, but Liu Chunyang felt that his mind was not clear after the bloodletting, didn't he not pursue it?What is he compensating for.

"I'm still busy now, and I have a new project in the second half of the month, so I may not be able to come every day. But I won't regret it, and I will stick to it after the work is done."

Who made you persist?

Liu Chunyang just felt overwhelmed.

Sure enough, in the second half of the month, Yang Jing didn't come back for several days.

Liu Chunyang heaved a sigh of relief, but I have to say that the food made by Yang Jing is really delicious.

He admitted that his stomach was a little upset, and he thought of Yang Jing's fish cake soup on a Friday night and thought of insomnia.

Since this incident, he and Fu Yuqing have rarely been in touch.When the expectation disappeared, he was trying to contain his thoughts.At least he has completely let go.He used to go to Fu Yuqing when he couldn't fall asleep, and as long as the other party was not asleep, he would reply him patiently.But of course not anymore.

Liu Chunyang swallowed his saliva, and sent a circle of friends.

"I want to drink fish cake soup in the middle of the night."

Then he lay on his back, looking at the ceiling, thinking that it would be nice to have some rice.

No...can't think anymore...

The phone vibrated at this moment.

Yang Jing: I will make it for you now.

Yang Jing: Just be patient.

Liu Chunyang stared at the phone dumbfounded.

That night, he climbed out of the bedroom for the first time through the window.When he was about to fall to the ground, Yang Jing held him in his arms, and he strangely did not break free.

Yang Jing smelled like fish cake soup.

Liu Chunyang felt a little funny, and his eyes were sour.

I don't know what this person is thinking, it's really inexplicable.

Liu Chunyang followed Yang Jing to his home.

It's very tidy. Although the person living there is a single man, it seems that Yang Jing has cleaned himself up very well.

Although pursuing suicide, but loving life?

Do you want to be so contradictory?

Yang Jing went to the kitchen to uncover the pot and filled soup for Liu Chunyang.

"Go and sit at the table first."

Liu Chunyang responded, and sat down, somewhat reserved.

The light in the restaurant is warm yellow, very homely, warm and comfortable, the back is cool, there is a small layer of goose bumps on the arms, but it is very comfortable.

He felt a sense of crisis in his heart, but he didn't want to move his body, he just wanted to sit here.

Yang Jing brought out the soup and served him a bowl of rice.

Liu Chunyang said thank you and glanced at Yang Jing.

At this time, he was shrouded in warm yellow light, and he was incredibly gentle.

"I said you want to eat it and you do it...you are not afraid that I am joking..."

Yang Jing didn't speak, just looked at him.

"Have you finished your work?" Liu Chunyang asked again.

"The main thing is over, and I just need to make a few trips to the company." Yang Jing had faint dark circles under his eyes. With his recovery ability, it must be because he didn't have much rest.

"Why are you in such a hurry..."

"You know it." Yang Jing smiled at Liu Chunyang again.

Yes, he knew, but he really didn't want to admit it, such as why he kept giving him all kinds of food but didn't reject him once, and why he gave him opportunities again and again.

Liu Chunyang sighed and looked at him.

"Thank you."

"You know, I don't need you to say thank you..."

Liu Chunyang waited for him to continue, but Yang Jing remained silent.

Liu Chunyang drank the soup, and the silence fermented between the two of them.

It was very late after eating.Yang Jing prepared brand new clothes and toiletries for Liu Chunyang. There was not much communication between the two, but it was not because of embarrassment.

Liu Chunyang was a little ashamed, and took it without saying thank you.

At night, he was lying in the guest room, suffering from insomnia, and wanted to get up to drink some water.

The bad thing last time was drinking water. I ran into Yang Jing at the top of the stairs, got choked, discovered the relationship between Fu Yuqing and Zhou Qiqian, and was embraced by Yang Jing who followed, stimulated, and kissed...

Then came a scene that he would never forget in his mind.

The life is too unreal, that scene seems to have happened for a long time, and it is getting farther and farther away from me.

Liu Chunyang gently closed the door and walked out.

It wasn't that the lights were dark, a small light was turned on in the living room, and Yang Jing was sitting there, a little surprised to see him come out.

"I...I drink water..." Liu Chunyang said.

"Um……"

Liu Chunyang went to the kitchen to fetch water, and when he came out, he found Yang Jing still sitting there, with a bit of embarrassment on his face as if he had been caught.

Liu Chunyang smiled, and it was the same way before. When Yang Jing retreated, he felt that this person had lost his aggressiveness, so he approached him without a long memory.

Maybe it's the same this time, he walked over to Yang Jing's side and sat down.

"why are not you sleeping?"

When the other party saw him sitting down, perhaps feeling the temperature of his body, there was a sudden burst.

"I can't sleep." Yang Jing said, "I thought you were in the next room, I..."

Liu Chunyang looked at Yang Jing under the faint warm yellow light, and his purple dark circles.

"Can I kiss you?"

Yang Jing asked, his expression was fragile, and he didn't know what would happen if he refused.

Liu Chunyang never felt that he treated Yang Jing well, and he only showed and vented to this person with the thorns and repulsive words that he would not have when facing others.

Although he was stimulated by him, he was not really hurt anyway.

Obviously it shouldn't be like this, obviously he is afraid of him, because he hates him because of his actions towards him.

But looking at Yang Jing's appearance at this moment, he was deeply shaken.

He even wondered if he should treat him better, or if he refuses, he should refuse completely, and don't accept his compensation so peacefully.

Now tell him seriously, so far, this is the end, is it too late?

He looked into Yang Jing's eyes, and his heart softened in a mess.

Probably too late.

At that moment, maybe it was a coincidence, he nodded and said "OK".

This is the first time I kissed willingly without any other negative emotions.

At first he was very gentle, but when he himself began to respond jerky, Yang Jing seemed to want the person in front of him to eat him, forcefully and extremely aggressive.

"Chunyang..."

He murmured Liu Chunyang's name softly in his throat, and kissed slowly down, Liu Chunyang only felt defeated, and had no other choice but to be manipulated by others.

【Lights off】

When Liu Chunyang woke up, his whole body was sore.He lifted the quilt and saw the hickey marks spreading from the instep to the chest, dense and different in depth, it looked like he had been abused.

He got up and went to the bathroom, his penis had been cleaned, but he was still in pain that was not unbearable.

Liu Chunyang looked at himself in the mirror, he couldn't see his neck just now, but now he saw it, and the situation was even more terrifying.

Is Yang Jing a dog?

After washing, he found some comfortable clothes to put on, walked slowly to the living room, the kitchen door was open, Yang Jing seemed to have heard the movement, ran out quickly, and stood in front of Liu Chunyang.

"..."

The clothes can't cover the marks on the body at all, and the edges that cover the body are in sharp contrast, like red apricots sticking out from behind the wall, stretching seductively.

Yang Jing looked at him almost obsessively, and the guilt was easily replaced by □□□.

Yang Jing's current state is completely different from Liu Chunyang.Because of his physical condition, he was refreshed, and even his brows were beaming with long-cherished wishes coming true in the corners of his eyes.He looked at Liu Chunyang with depressing eyes, as if he wanted to do it a hundred times, but he was afraid of hurting him.

"Cough... what are you doing in the kitchen..."

Liu Chunyang's voice was hoarse, like Yang Jing's state when they first met.

But at that time, Liu Chunyang would only feel disgusted when he heard such a voice, but at this moment Yang Jing recalled that the entanglement last night was from the mouth of the person in front of him.

Thinking about it is hard again.

Nothing smells better than you, Chunyang.

Sperm on the brain, thinking inferior and vulgar, all yellow waste.

Liu Chunyang seemed to have foreseen the danger of the deer, he took a step back, and glared at Yang Jing in a fierce look.

"I'm hungry." He said hoarsely again.

Only then did Yang Jing come back to his senses, looked at Liu Chunyang with his pair of lazy Yang Jing, who was suffused with a full meal, and said softly: "I cooked porridge, it would be better for you to drink this in your current state..."

You are quite experienced...

Liu Chunyang responded, wanting to fill a bowl and drink.But Yang Jing ran up to him quickly, telling him to take a good rest, staring at him and sitting on the dining table chair.Then he helped him serve the porridge like serving his ancestors, laying the boards, holding the spoon, and carefully watching his face, blowing the porridge to cool, and he almost didn't feed him himself.

But looking at Yang Jing's disappointed eyes after Liu Chunyang took the spoon, it can be seen that he wanted to feed.

He stared at Yang Jing, who still looked like he didn't want to get too far away from him, but didn't dare to get too close to him.

Liu Chunyang sighed: "Why are you standing, sit down."

He sat down like a little daughter-in-law, watching Liu Chunyang drink porridge reverently.

The porridge is very fragrant, the proportion of seasoning is just right, and it does not cover up the original taste of the food.It's warm and very tender.

Even though he was stared at and everything was weird, Liu Chunyang was still bewitched by his taste buds and drank the whole bowl.

When he wanted to deliver the bowl, the person in front of him stood up and took it quickly.

After turning on the TV, Yang Jing was peeling fruit beside him, and handed it to Liu Chunyang to eat after finishing.

Liu Chunyang felt that he was like a pig. He usually raises a white and fat pig, but he grows into a waste who can do nothing but open his mouth and stretch his hands. After raising it, he can be slaughtered and eaten.

With an apple in his mouth, he tried his best to ignore his physical discomfort and focus on the TV.

After finally investing in it, I started to advertise again.He sighed, suddenly taken aback by how close he felt.Yang Jing didn't know when he came over, and he was staring at him intently, and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Liu Chunyang sighed, and looked at him: "Why?"

Yang Jing kissed the corner of his mouth: "Can I hug you?"

"..."

Liu Chunyang wanted to tell him, you don't need to do this, we are already a couple, but he couldn't speak when the words came to his lips.

"If you want to hug, just hug..."

Finally said so.

Yang Jing hugged Liu Chunyang in his arms, licked his neck, the crimson rose left by his lingering experience last night, and sniffed the scent of shower gel of the same brand as his.

I really like this guy, he thought.

At the very beginning, Fu Yuqing showed Yang Jing the chat records between himself and Liu Chunyang, so that he could meet his pestering elementary school boy, with a teasing tone in his tone.

Liu Chunyang in the dialogue is very ordinary and boring.

He said: "The glutinous rice chicken in the cafeteria is actually not very tasty, but no matter what, it is glutinous rice chicken, so I still want to eat it."

Yang Jing only felt that his heart skipped a few beats, giving birth to a slight desire to sin.

Perhaps this liking started from the moment he longed to be killed by him.

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