Fog River

The strength of the hug is quite light, but the sense of security of being surrounded is heavily wrapped up.

Chi Shu reached out to hug the man's bent back, and his lips searched for the fragrance in his hair: "Then I am very honored to make Boss Bian feel this way."

It wasn't the first time to hug, but the movements were so stiff that Chi Shu was afraid of being seen, so he immediately withdrew his hands.

But after receiving it, I found out that it was even more embarrassing.

Bian Yan watched his movements and smiled, touched the back of Chi Shu's shoulder reassuringly, then let go, turned around and walked into the room and asked, "Have you eaten tonight?"

"Ate with the two old ladies." The door of the room was wide open, intending to invite someone in, but Chi Shu didn't carry it, and just followed.

Bian responded with distaste, feeling a little disappointed, but he didn't show it too much.He opened the closet and began to pick out clothes for Chi Shu, but he didn't say hello.

Not that necessary.

Chi Shu didn't wander around after entering the room, but stood behind Bian Yan and swept around the room.

Neat and clean, not like a living room, but like a hotel.

Chi Shu looked at it and couldn't tell what it was like, but he only had one thought in his mind, that he really wanted to treat the boss well in the future.

The orange-red sunset covered the floor through the semi-circular French windows, Chi Shu looked at Bian Yan's bent back and felt a little hot in his head. He stared at Bian Yan's searching movements, breathing hotly as he approached.

But it stopped behind him, then turned, facing Twilight and began to take off the dirty clothes.

The speed of movement changed with the sound of Bian Yan searching for clothes. When Bian Yan pulled out the clothes, Chi Shu quickly unbuttoned the last button. When he turned around, the pure white stained with flower juice just fell to the floor.

In the twilight, the lines of Chi Shu's back were gilded with orange light, as beautiful as the glowing Viennese sculpture.

Chi Shu took a nervous breath, tilted his head and asked, "What clothes did you choose?"

It was pinched, and Chi Shu knew it would be beautiful and artistic.

In the emotional tug-of-war, not only a long flow of water is needed, but also a deliberate and beautiful artistic sense is needed, and this is the effect he wants.

Boss Bian's room was too clean, Chi Shu wanted to fill it with artistic beauty.

After being silent for a while, Yan finally made a sound, called Chi Shu in a low and hoarse voice, and then walked towards him with increasingly heavy breathing.

Chi Shu felt the temperature getting closer and closer from behind, his whole body tensed up, and his closed eyelashes began to tremble slightly.

"Chi Shu, Teacher Chi," Bian Yan stood still, the distance between the two was very close, but they didn't fit together.He stretched out his hand and ran his fingertips through the hair, "It's very beautiful, a little unreal."

The fingertips are electrified, and every strand of hair that slides over is surrendering.

Chi Shu grabbed his hand, put it on his lips and asked, "Is it real now?"

Bian Yan didn't turn back, followed his movements and grabbed his shoulders, and began to explore the top of the hair with his lips: "You shouldn't do this."

The words of condemnation were spoken on the lips, but the reaction was very real.

Chi Shu felt like the baby rabbit being marked by a lion, starting from the topmost vulnerable part of the head to the depths of his heart.

"Don't like it?" Chi Shu raised his head, clasped Bian Yan's head with his backhand, and pressed him against himself.

The cut is a bit tricky, but it doesn't matter, as long as the kiss is real.

Bian Yan didn't resist, but he still didn't dare to stick his chest up: "I like it, but don't be like this, Chi Shu, I'm not worth it."

It's this kind of self-deprecating words again.

Chi Shu frowned tightly, turned around and hooked Bian Yan's neck, and looked at him: "Boss Bian, you are the most fucking worthy of me."

After finishing speaking, Chi Shu didn't give him a chance to reply, so he kissed him just like this.

His lips were hot, and his breath was hot.

Chi Shu clasped Bian Yan's neck and led him around. The two of them changed positions, and Bian Yan became the one with the light behind him.

"Boss Bian," the two of them pressed their foreheads against each other, and the tip of their noses kissed each other. Chi Shu lowered his eyes and exhaled, "From now on, you will have me in front of you and light behind you."

Bian Yan's hands trembled a little, he clasped Chi Shu's neck and kissed for a while, and said a hoarse "yes" from his throat.

In fact, it is not impossible to take the next step at this time, but the two of them didn't move, they just pulled each other and kissed for a while, and they separated when they were almost satisfied.

Satisfied value does not reach the top, because it is impossible to reach the top.

After the kiss, Chi Shu quickly changed into his clothes and didn't carry them any more.

Bian Yan chose a flowering sweater that was popular this year. When bending over, the flowers sewn on the back will bloom with the movement, and a sea of ​​flowers will bloom from the back.

This really doesn't look like Bian Yan's dressing style.

Chi Shu hooked the corner of his clothes, raised his eyebrows, and gave him a puzzled hum.

"Ms. Chi looks great in it." Bian Yan reached out and turned out the collar that had been folded in. "A few days ago, a regular customer gave it to me. She is a fashion designer. Her husband likes to smoke."

You see, this person looks opaque on the surface, but in fact, once he is taken into his heart, he can make you safe and comfortable anywhere.

Chi Shu couldn't hold back his smile, and wanted to kiss him again, but felt that the sugar content was a little too high today, so he just reached out and pressed his lips on his lips, like a reward.

The lip shape on the side is very beautiful, the moment the finger is pressed, the lip flesh is concave and brings out a little bright white tooth tip.

The tip of Chi Shu's tongue remembered the feeling when it swept across.

Everyone is old enough to know how to be most comfortable, to have fun when it's time to sink, but to open eyes when it's time to wake up.

Without saying anything else, he soaked the clothes that Chi Shu had changed in the laundry detergent and went downstairs.

The tobacco spread out on the table downstairs has been put away, and Li Juan behind the counter is filling cans, and a man in a white suit is sitting in front of the counter.

Hearing the sound of going downstairs, the man didn't turn his head, stared at Li Juan's back and shouted: "Bian San'er, why is your sister Juan still so angry?"

"If you don't recruit her, she won't have a bad temper." Bian Yan led Chi Shu over and knocked on the table, "When did you come back?"

The man turned the chair around and replied, "It's been a while since I've been back. As soon as I finish my work, I will... Teacher Chi?"

"Mr. Zhuo?" Chi Shu looked at him in surprise.

"Hey," Mr. Zhuo replied with a smile, "What a coincidence, Mr. Chi, we meet again."

Seeing that light smile, Chi Shu recalled the conversation that night, a little embarrassed and at the same time not knowing what to do, he nodded with a stiff smile and didn't speak.

Bian Yan turned his eyes around the two of them, his jaw began to tense, and asked in a light tone: "Know each other?"

"Yes, we had a meal together before," Mr. Zhuo said first, his eyes fixed on Chi Shu, "It's just that Mr. Chi drank too much that day and left first, so he didn't have a chance to get to know him better. "

After finishing speaking, Mr. Xiao Zhuo gave Bian Yan a wink, which was self-evident.

This little Zhuo was so focused on creating some topics to go further, he didn't notice Bian Yan's jaw that was getting tighter and tighter, and Chi Shu's face that was getting more and more embarrassed.

What is this called.

The brother of the person I want to fuck wants to fuck me?

What an ethical triangle drama.

Chi Shu smiled awkwardly, but his eyes kept looking towards Bianyan, gesturing for him to say something.

While weary for a while, he didn't return the look in the eyes of the two of them. He walked to the counter and said, "It's getting late, Mr. Chi, don't be late for class."

In fact, the two of them came down from upstairs together just now, and now they are listening to the words of intimacy, and if they are a little clearer, they can see that there is something between the two of them.

But Xiao Zhuo didn't know what kind of mud was blocking his mind, he just didn't open his mind at all: "Ms. Chi still has classes at night, it's really hard work, why don't I take you with me when I'm free?" Relax and relax?"

While talking, he leaned towards Chi Shu, pulling in the distance.

Chi Shu hurriedly backed away.He waved his hand to refuse, then paused again, looked at Bian Yan and said, "Then I'll go to class first."

Bian Yan put on his gloves, looked at Chi Shu, and replied in a polite and unfamiliar tone: "Go slowly."

Chi Shu pursed his lips and wanted to say something, but seeing Mr. Zhuo who was about to approach him again, he swallowed back the words immediately, nodded, and hurried out of the cigarette shop with his bag.

Mr. Zhuo looked at Chi Shu's back for a while, then turned around and patted the table angrily and asked, "Bian Saner, what do you mean? It's too late for me to hook up. You actually took him away?"

"This batch should be scrapped, the smell is gone," Bian Yan said to Li Juan, then wiped the tobacco foam off his hands, turned around and nodded, "How do you know each other?"

"How else do we know each other? We met at the dinner table." Boss Xiao Zhuo was not polite at all, and directly reached out and took out a cigarette from behind the counter to light it.

Holding the cigarette jar, Li Juan couldn't help but rolled her eyes at him, and raised her hand to give him a middle finger.

"Hey, you little girl!" Mr. Zhuo childishly turned back to Li Juan's leaving back, and said sadly, "Look at you, you definitely learned this movement from you, you This guy doesn't always teach well."

Bian Yan ignored him, lowered his eyes and smoked for a while and asked, "Did you like it?"

"Ah? Who?" Mr. Zhuo couldn't react to being asked so suddenly, and he couldn't laugh or cry after recovering, "I must have taken a fancy to this, this appearance is too good for me."

When he said this, his tone suddenly became lower: "Oh, but I have someone in my heart, and it may take a lot of effort to chase."

"Is someone there?" Bian Yan shook his fingertips, and his tone was a little eager, "How do you know someone is there?"

"He said it himself," Mr. Xiao Zhuo said, "I asked him if he wanted to play, and he said no, he said he had someone in his heart, and he was the kind of fucking double mind and body. Oh, I'll go to you, don't you?" I know my heart at that time, dripping blood."

Seeing his screaming in agony, he felt better all of a sudden, smashed out the cigarette butt, poured him a glass of whiskey, and handed it over with his right hand habitually, but there was a sudden pause in the middle, and then changed left hand.

The left hand with the amulet hanging on the wrist.

Anyone who is familiar with Bianyan knows that he never wears any accessories on his hands that roll cigarettes, and sometimes he even refuses to wear rubber gloves, saying that it affects the feel of the hand.

Therefore, when something appeared in his hand, especially when it was a bracelet like a wooden amulet that hindered movement, it was difficult not to notice it.

Mr. Zhuo clasped his hand quickly, pointed at the amulet and shouted, "When did you wear something on your hand? Let me see..."

"Don't touch it," Bian Yan slapped his hand away with a smile in his eyes, repeating, "Don't touch it."

This shot cleared Mr. Zhuo's mind, he stared at the side for a while, and asked in disbelief: "Is there someone beside you?"

"Soon." Bian Yan replied.

This really surprised Mr. Zhuo, his mind shut down for a while, and it took him a long time to react, and suddenly realized, he slapped the table: "No wonder my mother asked me the other day if you have someone recently, so it is so. I'll go, who is that person, so awesome."

Hearing this question, Bian Yan's expression slowly became a little indescribably proud, looked at him and turned the amulet in his hand, and replied amidst the knocking sounds: "Chi Shu, Teacher Chi."