REMIX

The door closed behind me, blocking out the noise other than the chirping of cicadas.

The aisle in front of me passes through the light, not too far away, and leads directly to the second floor opposite. This is the first time I have seen this design used in a personal residence, and it is very unique.When I walked to the center, I looked down at the swimming pool on the lower left. The water was clear and blue, full of refreshing coolness.

I bowed my head a few steps to the corridor, and knocked on the door redundantly.

This is his home.

I once had unfounded assumptions about the world he lived in, most of which were rooted in my limited understanding of this person, but the more I got to know him, the more I felt that he might not be what he appeared to be, so I went deeper Out of curiosity, all the original conjectures were overthrown.

I am now in his bedroom. The built-in central air conditioner keeps the temperature at 27 degrees all year round. There is a big white bed on the right hand side. The whole sheet has no creases.

On the left is a wall-mounted TV set. The background walls are all gray and the furniture is mainly made of wrought iron. Nothing is superfluous—it’s not like our home has a lot of decorations, such as photo frames, vases, and sculptures from small shops. and crafts.The cleanliness here is a bit inhumane, without the arrogance and extravagance as imagined, and the atmosphere of life is dull, even boring.

I passed the unclosed balcony and cloakroom, and went out through another door in the room. A straight corridor cut off the study and bathroom on both sides, and extended to the wooden stairs leading downstairs.

I looked around the living room, kitchen and living room downstairs. There seemed to be a basement, but I decided not to go. I just sat on the sofa and looked at the vibrant garden outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The house was quiet, there was no phone call, the footsteps were sucked up by the carpet, and I went upstairs and lay down on his bed.

It's kind of embarrassing to "hold each other's pillow and take a deep breath", but I...

J.

Sadness comes from it.

I looked at the ceiling in dismay, and the breeze flowing in through the crack of the door carried drowsiness, and it eroded me unconscious in a short while.

Summer.What a season of sin, I thought before falling asleep.

When I was in a dream, I naturally refused to pay for any evil thoughts.

I was indeed awakened by a dream.

The process of getting out of the dream was extremely difficult, and I always wondered if I was haunted by the nightmare, but as far as the content of the dream was concerned, it was likely that I was subconsciously unwilling to wake up.

Just when my limbs were limp and trying to move, I suddenly felt that my body was covered with a quilt, and a warm human body was pressed against my back.He said, awake?

I cursed in my heart, covered the quilt without moving, and replied, ah, um, I accidentally fell asleep.

Well, I'm going to the bathroom.

It's fucking embarrassing.

It is said that many people wake up from a nap like this, the whole body is numb and unable to control, and there is even an ambiguous sense of stickiness wrapped around the limbs and bones, but all of this is nothing serious.

What matters is that I'm hard.

In order to prevent Gong Junye from discovering this unspeakable change, I deliberately sat up on my side and pulled off the quilt, but before my feet touched the ground, I was pulled back by his arms and half of the quilt slipped onto the ground. Under the bed, a corner was grabbed by my hand.

"I saw it."

He hugged me from behind like some kind of bondage, his back was tightly pressed against his chest, his upper body leaned slightly, and his chin rubbed against my trembling shoulder.I didn't dare to move, every physical friction at this moment was sensational and shameless indulgence to me, but he didn't seem to intend to let me go at all.

"Close your eyes."

All I can do is close my eyes.

In all fairness, people are sensory animals, many things are born according to instinct, and control comes from psychological constraints, just like when I saw "human reproduction activities and mucous membrane contact", I felt conflicted in my heart.

But there is absolutely no need for me to deny that pleasure against my primal desire.

I thought it was the first time I accepted someone else's service, and my reaction was probably a little too aggressive, and I failed to make myself look experienced, unpretentious, neat and calm.I cried out, and when Gong Junye reached into my pants at the beginning, he didn't make fun of me, as if playing hooligans is a romantic and weighty thing.However, what made me lose my composure was not the incident itself, but the first time I had this level of intimacy with him. He kissed the back of my ear and pulled the shirt to reveal more skin at the neckline. He asked me, is it okay? Can I touch it somewhere else?

I gasped and hmmed.Sounds like crying.He may have misunderstood this too, and when I'm done, hug me and sit on him, so that I'll be a few inches taller than him, and I'm like an octopus just fished out of the water, hugging him tightly with both hands and feet , Life and death would not let him see my face.

When he touched my shirt with his dry hands, I couldn't bear to stop him: "Let me rest for a while..."

"Ok."

He sneaked into my arms again, rubbing the tip of his nose against mine, "Baby kiss me."

One sentence made my soul fly into the sky.

A man like this would be fatal if he acted coquettishly.

It's getting dark outside, and the light inside the house is dim, which is suitable for doing something to do together.He taught me how to kiss, from shallow to deep. In the end, I was so deprived of oxygen that my tongue was almost numb. I said, there are many people who want to sleep with you.

He looked at me from bottom to top, licking the corners of his lips with the tip of his tongue. There's a choking hormone going on there, so much so that now he's looking at me alone, and I want to give him everything I have.

yes.He then asked, do you want to?

think.I said, but I want to fall in love with you more.