Difficult to quit

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The proprietress chased Wang Li like a dog to deliver food, and then came to apologize to the two of them.

In the past few years, the Internet has become popular in the county, and it is no longer closed as it used to be. Homosexuality is no longer an unacceptable taboo like it was a few years ago.

The proprietress is a simple businessman, and she is her guest when she comes in to eat noodles, no matter who she likes!She scolded her nephew in her heart, apologized, and said that they would not be charged for the meal.

Li Qinghai waved his hand to signal her to do her work, then turned to Zhuang Yi and said, "Look at what I'm doing, it's true."

"I know it's true." Zhuang Yi said, how could there be fakes all over Li Qinghai's body?

"What do you care about with him?" He asked, Li Qinghai didn't care about these people at all when he was a child, he hit him a few times when he was happy, and beat him when he was unhappy, how could he have the heart to joke with him like this.

Li Qinghai said: "I'm in a good mood, let him go."

"?" Zhuang Yi couldn't understand, "Because you met my dad?"

Li Qinghai looked at him inexplicably, and explained: "Because the kid has eyesight, he can see that we are wearing couple outfits."

Zhuang Yi choked on a mouthful of noodles, coughing so loudly.

The eyes of other people in the store all looked towards the two of them.

The county town is such a big place, and there is nothing new in daily life. Seven or eight years ago, the story of a little boy liking men has been circulating among them for a while. When Wang Li mentioned it just now, they also gradually remembered what happened back then. Son, there was inquiry and curiosity in Zhuang Yi's eyes, but because of Li Qinghai's aura, no one dared to discuss anything.

Seeing that Zhuang Yi was tall and handsome, and the man sitting opposite had a strong aura, and they were wearing couple outfits, I guessed that Zhuang Yi was doing well.

What's more, after dinner, he had to go out to see the car that Li Qinghai just mentioned. At first glance, this car alone cost more than 100 million, and his heart immediately turned into jealousy and emotion.

"Do you want vinegar?" Li Qinghai asked.

Zhuang Yi withdrew his gaze and replied, "Yes."

Li Qinghai poured some for him directly from the vinegar pot, and mixed cucumbers with chopsticks for him.

With him sitting opposite, Zhuang Yi's uneasy expression gradually calmed down, and his eyes no longer looked at the people eating at the next table.

But Li Qinghai asked him at this time: "Do you still eat? Do you want to go back?"

"Eat." Zhuang Yi said, "I haven't finished eating yet."

"Yes." Li Qinghai said, "Let's eat."

After finishing a bowl of noodles, Zhuang Yi put down his chopsticks and let out a "hiss".

Li Qinghai asked him: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Yi pressed his right hand, "It seems to be stabbed."

"Let me take a look." Li Qinghai grabbed his hand and looked up at the light, "It's a prick, lady boss, do you have a needle?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" The proprietress was still guilty of what happened to her nephew just now, and hurriedly went to the back to find a needle, "Will you pick it? Let me pick it?"

"It's okay, give it to me." Li Qinghai took the needle, grabbed Zhuang Yi's hand with his left hand, pinched the pricked place, and held the needle with his right hand to pick the prick.

He had never done such a thing before. In the beginning, the needle frequently scratched the hard wood thorns, but he couldn't pick them out. The sharp needle poked back and forth on Zhuang Yi's wound.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Zhuang Yi's head, he pursed his mouth and did not speak.

Picking thorns is a delicate job, and ordinary men can't do it. After picking a few times, Li Qinghai mastered the essentials. Relying on his dexterity in playing the piano, he picked out the thorns for Zhuang Yi.

Blood gushed out together, Zhuang Yi let out a long breath, Li Qinghai looked up at him: "Does it hurt?"

Zhuang Yi shook his head: "It doesn't hurt so much to pick it out."

He wanted to pull his hand back, but Li Qinghai refused to let him, and asked him, "Did I hurt you?"

Zhuang Yi wiped off his sweat, and said dryly, "It's, it's okay."

Li Qinghai frowned, "It hurts as long as it hurts, so what does it mean?"

"It hurts." Zhuang Yi said, "It doesn't hurt too much..."

A soft touch came up, his words stopped abruptly, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Li Qinghai lowered his head and put his fingers in his mouth!

"What are you doing!" Zhuang Yi was ashamed and embarrassing, and said in a low voice: "There are so many people watching, let me go!"

Li Qinghai glanced up at him, and gently rolled his tongue over the wound on his finger.

Soft, moist, and warm, Zhuang Yi couldn't help but think of another night when he had another thing in his mouth.

Zhuang Yi's face turned red in an instant, and his bloodshot right ear was as red as a piece of agate jade.

He whispered, "I don't feel any pain anymore, it really doesn't hurt anymore, let me go."

Li Qinghai pulled out his hand, but still held it tightly, "Let me see if there are any other thorns."

Zhuang Yi said no, but Li Qinghai pinched his entire palm again.

When the two came out of the noodle shop, Zhuang Yi didn't care about the eyes of other people at all, and all his attention was on the hand held by Li Qinghai.

Why are your hands so hot, why don't you chop them up.

he thought desperately.

Li Qinghai drove to the largest supermarket in the county. The two bought toothbrushes, towels, facial cleanser, body wash, slippers and other supplies, and some food, and drove back to the hotel.

Zhuang Yi took off his soaked canvas shoes, changed into slippers, boiled water in the hotel kettle, scalded the tooth cups, toothbrushes, water cups, etc. newly bought by the two of them, and boiled a second pot of boiling water, Passed the towel to Li Qinghai: "Go take a shower first."

Li Qinghai went in and tossed about for a while, then came out wearing underwear, with water droplets on his body, and said helplessly, "There is no hot water."

Zhuang Yi picked up the phone and wanted to call the front desk, but found that the phone was broken and he couldn't get through.

He took out his mobile phone and called the number printed on the room card: "Hi, I'm in room 419, is there no hot water for the shower?"

After communicating with the front desk for a while, Zhuang Yi hung up the phone, and said helplessly: "The front desk said that it rained all day today, and the solar water heater can't work, so we can only use electric water heaters to boil water. This calls workers to supply water, but the hot water doesn't work. More, let's wash it quickly."

He walked up to Li Qinghai, saw Li Qinghai holding a cup of hot water, and asked him: "Have you drank it?"

"What's wrong?" Li Qinghai asked strangely: "The water is boiling, don't you want to drink it?"

Zhuang Yi couldn't put it into words, and finally decided to explain to him: "Well, this kind of kettle in the hotel is used by some people to boil underwear..."

"Pfft—" Li Qinghai spit out a mouthful of water, put down his cup and ran to the toilet.

He always only stayed in luxury suites of five-star hotels when he went out, and all the equipment was arranged by Xiao Chen in advance. Li Ershao brushed his teeth three times.

Zhuang Yi squatted next to him and took the shower head to turn on hot water. After Li Qinghai finished brushing his teeth, the water was warm. Zhuang Yi said: "The water temperature is probably like this, so hurry up and wash it. The front desk will give you another round of water .”

Li Qinghai put down the tooth cup, reached out to test the water temperature, "The hotel is full, there must be a lot of people using hot water, maybe there will be no hot water anytime soon, save time, let's wash together."

Zhuang Yi hesitated for a moment, but didn't answer.

"What's the matter, little Zhuang Yi?" Li Qinghai laughed, "It's not that he hasn't washed it before, what are men afraid of?"

Zhuang Yi still didn't speak, Li Qinghai said again: "Brother is not laughing at you."

These words successfully aroused Zhuang Yi's anger.

Zhuang Yi stared at him: "What's the joke? I'm not young!"

"Not small, not small," Li Qinghai coaxed, stretching out his hand to pull him, "Can you get up first, don't squat down and look at me like that, your brother is also a normal man... I beg you."

Zhuang Yi realized later, this posture, this height, the way he raised his head and stared at Li Qinghai, as if he wanted to give him something...

When Li Qinghai was a child, he was in a mess, but he kept pressing the bottom line, and he was never allowed to do anything beyond the border, the most excessive thing was to use his hands; on the contrary, he was drugged last time, and Li Qinghai asked him if he would not After that, he helped him with his mouth.

Zhuang Yi blushed, and hurriedly pulled Li Qinghai's hand to stand up. Who knew that the tiles were wet and slippery, and there was no non-slip mat on the bathroom floor. His feet slipped and he sat on the ground with his head straight on the faucet. Knock, Li Qinghai didn't hold him back, and hastily stretched out his hand to cushion him.

Zhuang Yi's head was pressed heavily on the palm of Li Qinghai's hand, and it hurt even through a layer of fleshy pads. He pulled Li Qinghai's hand over and saw that the back of his hand was scratched by the rusty faucet. Blood seeped out.

"It's okay." Li Qinghai pulled the man up with the other hand, hugged him without letting go, and asked for his opinion in a low voice: "To wash together?"

Seeing that his hand could not get wet, Zhuang Yi nodded.

Li Qinghai tore off the last piece of fabric on his body, helped Zhuang Yi take off his clothes, turned on the shower and stood under it to drench water.

Zhuang Yi washed his hand with clean water first, wrapped it carefully with a dry towel, and then told him to raise it so that it would not get wet again.

Both of them bought shampoo and body wash at the supermarket just now, and they picked Zhuang Yi's favorite lemon flavor. Li Qinghai couldn't hold it easily, so he asked him, "Wash my hair for me?"

Zhuang Yi nodded: "Bend down."

Li Qinghai bent down and put his head closer, Zhuang Yi squeezed the shampoo and rubbed his hair in the palm of his hand, Li Qinghai closed his eyes and didn't speak.

Zhuang Yi rubbed foam all over his head, turned on the shower and asked him to raise his head to wash his hair, only then did he realize that Li Qinghai had his eyes tightly closed, and the foam had flowed onto his face.

"Foam in your eyes?" He hastily pulled out the shower head, and flushed his face first, "Why didn't you tell me!"

"It's okay." Li Qinghai wiped his face with his left hand, and said indifferently, "I closed my eyes."

Even if you close your eyes when you wash your hair, the stings will definitely hurt if there is foam flowing over your eyes. Zhuang Yi turned down the amount of water and rinsed his face carefully, and asked him: "Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Li Qinghai smiled and said, "It's not uncomfortable."

Zhuang Yi believed his nonsense, and this time he didn't dare to ask him to bend over, so he washed his hair clean on his toes.

Zhuang Yi helped Li Qinghai wipe the bath liquid again, and when he wiped his waist, Li Qinghai hugged him.

Li Qinghai asked him softly: "Zhuang Yi, are you willing to forgive brother?"

The author has something to say: Reply loudly: I don’t want to!

Friends who have read the manuscript said that the second young master in these two chapters is very doggy, dancing on the line of the red lock...