I Just Came to Borrow a Light

Lin Chengbu didn't know if Yuan Wu's words had other meanings. In short, in his current state, this sentence was "Young man, work hard".

Once this order reached his mind, it was as if the 80-year-old flood had finally breached the dam.

What Lin Chengbu saw with his eyes, what he tasted with his mouth, what he smelled with his nose, and what he heard with his ears were all Yuan Wu.

At this moment, the clothes and trousers on Yuan Wu's body became very obtrusive.

Lin Chengbu grabbed his clothes and wanted to take them off, but because he was still sitting on Yuan Wu's butt, Yuan Wu couldn't get up to cooperate, so he could only raise his arms.

The blood in his brain probably rushed to his lower abdomen, Lin Chengbu didn't even bother to look for the reason why the clothes hadn't been torn off for a long time, he just worked harder.

hiss-

"Fuck," Yuan Wu lay on the pillow, "bear stuff."

The clothes were torn all the way from the seam at the hem, and Lin Chengbu suddenly felt that he had found a very simple way to take off his clothes.

For the brain that has already lost its blood, the energy consumption of IQ is too high to support it, and it chooses to collapse.

He grabbed Yuan Wu's clothes and waved his hand chicly.

The clothes were perfectly torn into two pieces, one was in his hand, and the other was still under Yuan Wu's body.

"Would it be okay to have some brain-dead movies?" Yuan Wu looked back at him with his arms propped up.

Lin Chengbu didn't speak, Yuan Wu's posture of turning his head was very handsome, many times he felt that Yuan Wu's side face was like an oil painting covered with sunlight.

He pressed forward suddenly, pulled Yuan Wu's face and kissed her.

This kiss was like a combustion accelerant, making Lin Chengbu feel like he was a burning fireball right now, his whole body was scalding hot.

my passion!It's like a fire!

Yuan Wu's body was already cooler than his body, but the comparison at this moment made him look very hot.

It's a little embarrassing.

Lin Chengbu actually didn't want to be too excited, after all, he was facing Yuan Wu, an old man who was ready to complain about him anytime and anywhere.

He hugged Yuan Wu tightly, trying to use Yuan Wu's cold skin to cool himself down to keep calm, but he failed. In the time of a kiss, Yuan Wu's body was already warmed by him.

... Such a caring warm baby.

Now that the matter had come to this, he couldn't maintain his composure at this moment, so he simply chose to give up.

He reached down and grabbed Yuan Wu's pants and pulled them up and down.

"Are you going to help me take it off or help me put it on?" Yuan Wu asked out of breath.

"Take it off yourself!" Lin Chengbu lowered his head and bit him on the shoulder.

Seeing Yuan Wu's eyebrows furrowed, he suddenly felt excited, so he lowered his head and took another bite.

Yuan Wu slapped him on the arm: "Dog thing."

"Woof," Lin Chengbu buried his face in his shoulder and rubbed his hands, "Wow, woof..."

After the bark was over, he jumped up again, quickly flicked his pants, then rushed to the bedside table, opened the drawer, took something out, and finally jumped back on the bed.

A series of movements flowed like clouds and flowing water in one go, and in a flash, he had already flung himself back on Yuan Wu who hadn't had time to turn over.

"What are you doing with this?" Yuan Wu was stunned when he saw what was in his hand, "You are crazy."

"What do you think?" Lin Chengbu grabbed his wrist, quickly handcuffed one handcuff, then wrapped around the iron railing at the head of the bed, and handcuffed his other hand as well.

"Xiaohua," Yuan Wu looked at his handcuffed hands, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "If you are not proficient in business, don't play tricks..."

"I didn't want to play tricks," Lin Chengbu leaned into his ear, "I'm mainly afraid of your resistance."

"You want to fuck me, don't you?" Yuan Wu narrowed his eyes.

"En." Lin Chengbu breathed heavily when he heard this.

……

Lin Chengbu feels that he has always been in good health. He played ball and ran every day when he was in school, and he would go to the gym after work. Moreover, being a cook is a job that tests physical strength, so he didn't feel anything after a busy night.

But today may be recovering from a serious illness, or may be too excited.

Several minutes passed, and he was still holding Yuan Wu in his arms and couldn't stop panting.

Fortunately, Yuan Wu's breathing was not as heavy as his, but he hadn't regained his composure. Right now, the two of them were panting up and down in the room.

After a while, Yuan Wu raised his calf and smashed his leg with his heel: "Do you have a fever?"

"No." Lin Chengbu put his arms around him, pressing his face against his back.

"It's hot," Yuan Wu said, "You're already sweating."

"I'm already sweating," Lin Chengbu murmured on his back, "Is it possible to do this without sweating?"

"Let me take a breath," Yuan Wu twisted, and the handcuffs that hadn't been released were clanging on the iron railing, "You're suffocating if you didn't die."

"Oh." Lin Chengbu responded, and it took almost a minute before he slid off Yuan Wu's body, but his arms were still around him.

"Let's discuss something." Yuan Wu said.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu raised his head.

Yuan Wu moved his hands, pulled the handcuffs and said loudly: "It can be opened."

"Oh forgot," Lin Chengbu sat up quickly, "I'll take the key."

After rummaging in the drawer of the bedside table for a long time, Lin Chengbu froze in place, staring at the drawer without making a sound.

"Don't tell me I can't find the key." Yuan Wu lay on his side on the bed, looking at him with his arms raised.

"I..." Lin Chengbu glanced at him quickly, then lowered his head and rummaged in the drawer, "I always put the keys and handcuffs together, why..."

"I really can't find it?" Yuan Wu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Oh fuck."

"Don't worry," Lin Chengbu rushed over and kissed him on the cheek, then quickly squatted back in front of the bedside table and flipped through it, "The key must be at home."

"I'm not in a hurry," Yuan Wu said, the smile on Lin Chengbu's face hadn't fully shown yet, he said again, "I'm just in a hurry to urinate."

"Hey, I'm looking for it." Lin Chengbu hurriedly flipped through the pages.

"Ah..." Yuan Wu turned over, crossed his hands on top of his head, feeling a little twisted, looked up, and saw that the handcuff chain had been twisted twice, so he had to turn over in the opposite direction and turn twice, " A man handcuffed to a bed and suffocated to death by urine..."

"How come?" Lin Chengbu glanced at him and hesitated, "How about I get you a basin?"

"Get out," Yuan Wu said, "I'm telling you, I can't hold back any longer and just pee."

"Don't, don't, don't," Lin Chengbu stood up, looking around for the key, "The sheets and mattresses are easy to talk about, how can I wash the mattress if it urinates?"

Yuan Wu squinted his eyes, watched him bend over and turn around, and smiled: "You have a tattoo on your butt?"

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu returned his hand and touched his buttocks, "This one?"

"En." Yuan Wu responded.

"It's a ghost tattoo, it's just a scar." Lin Chengbu continued to look for the keys on the ground, "Didn't I learn auto repair when I was in school, tools and so on were thrown all over the floor, and I didn't pay attention when I sat on the board. , there's a screwdriver in the gap between the fucking board..."

Yuan Wu stared at his ass and couldn't stop laughing.

"What's so funny!" Lin Chengbu grabbed his underwear and put it on.

"Hey, I have to go to the bathroom," Yuan Wu said with a smile, "I'm really in a hurry and can't wait."

"Wait," Lin Chengbu thought for a while, jumped onto the bed, grabbed the iron railing and twisted it, "I remember... this pole can be removed."

"Hurry up." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu grabbed the pole and moved it back and forth a few times. He lifted the pole up, and the lower end came out of the bayonet. He grabbed the pole and pulled it down again, and the iron pole was taken off: "First... Just go for it."

Yuan Wu sighed and jumped out of bed: "Thank you for not handcuffing me behind my back."

After going to the bathroom and returning to the bedroom, Yuan Wu saw Lin Chengbu lying on the ground with one arm stretched under the bed.

"Where is the key hidden?" He asked a little surprised.

"No," Lin Chengbu pressed his face to the foot of the bed, "I took out the key when I was about to get the handcuffs, and it fell down...well, I got it."

Yuan Wu raised his leg and stepped on his butt twice: "It's quite elastic."

"Hey!" Lin Chengbu got up, holding the key in his hand, "I won't open it for you."

"Whatever." Yuan Wu lay down on the bed.

Lin Chengbu glanced at him, leaned over to touch a few, and then pulled his hand and opened the handcuffs: "Will you take a bath?"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu yawned.

"Mandarin duck bath?" Lin Chengbu asked again.

Yuan Wu glanced at him without saying a word, got up and opened the cabinet door to take out his own clothes, then looked back at the clothes that had been torn in half and thrown on the bed: "You won't tear my towels in a while, right?"

"That's what I said." Lin Chengbu was a little embarrassed.

This mandarin duck bath was not very romantic, one was because the waves had just finished, and the other was because Lin Cheng sneezed four times after stepping into the bathroom, and was almost kicked out by Yuan Wu directly.

"Stop messing around," Yuan Wu grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed it on his head, "Hurry up after washing and go out to get dressed."

"Hey." Lin Chengbu raised his hand and scratched his head a little depressed.

"If I catch a cold and have a fever again, I will really feel guilty." Yuan Wu said.

"Let me tell you about Yuan Wu," Lin Chengbu scratched his head and rubbed against Yuan Wu's back, "You can put all such things into 'he made too much', I did it myself, why are you guilty. "

"It's good at comforting people," Yuan Wu pushed him under the nozzle, "Hurry up."

After taking a shower, Lin Chengbu blew-dried his hair indiscriminately, and left it alone when it was almost dry, and lay down on the bed.

Yuan Wu slowly dried his hair for a long time, and he sighed: "Why are you so dawdling?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Yuan Wu glanced down at him, "Are you rising again?"

Lin Chengbu opened his mouth and said nothing.

Yuan Wu put down the blower: "It doesn't matter if Xiongqi rises."

"Next time... do you want me for something?" Lin Chengbu cleared his throat and asked a little embarrassedly.

"It depends on your mood." Yuan Wu turned off the light in the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

As soon as he lay down, Lin Chengbu turned over and hugged him, and fixed him with his legs: "Hey."

"I hit someone." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu moved one leg away: "Yuanwu."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu pulled the pillow.

"That...just... that's right, my what... that..." Lin Chengbu gnawed for a long time but couldn't speak clearly, and finally gritted his teeth, "Are you comfortable just now?"

"Ah." Yuan Wu was stunned for a moment, and then began to laugh.

Lin Chengbu's hand on his stomach could not stop up and down, and he immediately felt that it was a good thing to turn off the light, or if Yuan Wu saw the color on his face now, he would have laughed even harder up.

"Very good," Yuan Wu patted his hand with a smile, "Very good."

"No," Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, "What kind of tone are you talking about?"

"Then what tone should I have?" Yuan Wu was still laughing.

"Can you think about my feelings?" Lin Chengbu slapped him on the stomach, "Can you be more serious!"

Yuan Wu suddenly stopped laughing and stopped.

Lin Chengbu was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to back away, feeling that Yuan Wu's slap would come over in the next second.

"Comfortable," Yuan Wu turned his face and whispered in his ear, "comfortable."

This kind of whisper with air flow immediately caused Lin Chengbu's body to convulse happily, and he almost snorted.

"Is that what you want to say?" Yuan Wu asked.

"...Forget it," Lin Chengbu turned over, put one arm and one leg on Yuan Wu's body, and buried his face in the pillow, "My face is almost burning right now."

Yuan Wu touched his face, paused, and then touched his forehead: "Fuck, don't you really have a fever?"

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu followed and touched his forehead, "Don't you feel cold when you have a fever? I'm not cold, I'm steaming hot."

"Is there a thermometer?" Yuan Wu sat up.

"No way," Lin Chengbu was stunned, "I really don't have a fever."

"Thermometer." Yuan Wu turned on the light in the bedroom.

Lin Chengbu had no choice but to get up and go to the small medicine box to find the thermometer.

"38 degrees 1," Yuan Wu stared at the thermometer, "Go to the hospital."

"Ah?" Lin Chengbu was shocked, "Did I measure it wrong? I'll shake it and measure it again."

Yuan Wu returned the thermometer to him, and he took it over and shook it violently a few times to make sure that the mercury column had shrunk beyond shrinkage, and then clamped it again.

After 10 minutes, Yuan Wu took away the thermometer and looked at the lamp again: "38 degrees 1."

"No," Lin Chengbu took the thermometer to make sure, "Why am I, am I so weak that I would have a fever even after making love?"

"You already had a fever before you made love," Yuan Wu sighed, "When you pinched my back, I felt your hands were very hot... go to the hospital?"

"...Don't go!" Lin Chengbu threw the thermometer aside and lay down on the bed, "Fuck! Don't go!"

It's so embarrassing, even if the illness is just right, or the illness is not recovering quickly, it is not easy to get excited and have a fever!

Shame!

What a shame!

Lin Chengbu felt that apart from the time he was handcuffed by Yuan Wu to the car and had to hang on the ground and use his feet to pull the key to unlock it, this time was the most embarrassing.

So youthful, so wild, so handsome, so caring, so great, such a cook has a fever for being a cook!

"Is there any other discomfort?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"It's not 'where else', it's 'nowhere' at all." Lin Chengbu stubbornly stood up on the bed, "I feel comfortable all over, every pore is holding a sign with a word written on it, cool!"

"Really?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Excellent!" Lin Chengbu yelled, "Don't go to the hospital! Sleep!"

Yuan Wu found a bottle of aspirin from the medicine box and came out: "Then why don't you take a piece of this? I used to take this when I had a headache and fever."

"Yeah." Lin Chengbu took the pill and put it in his mouth, grabbed the cup beside the bed and drank two sips of water.

"If you still have the fever tomorrow morning, go to the hospital?" Yuan Wu said.

"Okay." Lin Chengbu nodded.

Yuan Wu put the medicine box back, and when he entered the bedroom with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, he was about to go to the balcony.

"Give me one." Lin Chengbu sat up.

"Good idea." Yuan Wu opened the balcony door and walked out.

"Uncle Yuanwu," Lin Chengbu opened the window, leaning his arms on the window sill, "I'll just smoke one, and I'll be cured."

"I have a fever." Yuan Wu lit a cigarette and sat on the floor of the balcony leaning against the wall.

"Then isn't it worse for me to smoke second-hand smoke?" Lin Chengbu looked at him.

Yuan Wu didn't say anything, just put out the cigarette in the small flowerpot next to him.

"...Are you not addicted to cigarettes?" Lin Chengbu sighed.

"It's a big deal, it's a cool autumn if you don't smoke for three days." Yuan Wu said.

"What's the mess?" Lin Chengbu opened the door to the balcony, and sat next to him, "Is the view from my balcony nice?"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu nodded.

The balcony of Linchengbu is made of iron railings, and it is made into a sun room. The permeability is very good. Sitting on the balcony feels similar to sitting on the roof. There is no obstacle, and you can see far away.

Dots or patches of light flicker all over the eyes.

"You..." Lin Chengbu turned his head to look at Yuan Wu, hesitated for a long time before whispering, "Is it uncomfortable to sit like this?"

"It's not uncomfortable," Yuan Wu took out another cigarette and lit it, "And I'm sitting sideways now."

"...Oh," Lin Chengbu turned his head in embarrassment, "I just pinched and whipped?"

Yuan Wu took another cigarette and handed it to him: "You just have this one."

Lin Chengbu lit a cigarette and pointed to the distance: "Look, that direction over there is your home."

"Where?" Yuan Wu looked.

"If you can't see it, I'm telling you in that direction." Lin Chengbu said.

"Well," Yuan Wu took a puff of cigarette, "what's the matter."

"I used to look over there when I couldn't sleep at night," Lin Chengbu said, "I was thinking, what are you doing..."

"Generally sleeping." Yuan Wu glanced at him.

"Later you were in Shenqiao, and I found it very difficult to think," Lin Chengbu sighed, "It's too fucking far away, and I can hardly reach my thoughts."

"Actually, the place at Shenqiao is not bad," Yuan Wu smiled, "It's very quiet, there are no people at the old pier."

"Speaking of the old pier," Lin Chengbu hesitated, "Do you... want to go back?"

"Huh?" Yuan Wu turned his head.

"That's right, I haven't told you, I'm afraid you haven't recovered yet," Lin Chengbu said in a low voice, "When I went to pack your things for you, Datou cried so sadly, so I said you were on a business trip. Will go back and see him…”

Yuan Wu didn't speak.

"Then he said, I want you to see the flowers I planted," Lin Chengbu said, "The flowers are all gone by now."

Yuan Wu was silent for a while, looking into the distance: "Then let's go for an autumn... It's almost winter now."

"Just the two of us?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Who else do you want to call?" Yuan Wu said.

"No, no, no, I don't want to call anyone," Lin Chengbu said with a smile, "Take it as a date."