jump for joy

Song Han put his elbows on the sofa cushion and took the initiative to raise his head to kiss. It was different from Pei Chuan's hotness and turbulence. It was full of affection and nostalgia.

Pei Chuan's hand picked into the thin spring pajamas, and walked on every contour of Song Han. Because of learning the piano, he always felt warmer than his generosity.

With a slight smile on Song Han's face, before Pei Chuan could say anything, Song Han pecked on the tip of Pei Chuan's nose

Pei Chuan naturally understood, soon there were marks of different sizes on Song Han's body and a different sense of messy beauty. Song Han still bit his lip with a bit of backbone to keep silent at first, and then bent his knuckles and fingertips digging sofa cushions

"Don't pick it, the sofa has holes and it doesn't look good"

Song Han's voice was a little trembling, and he could hear Pei Chuan say "relax" in his ear.

Pei Chuan followed the instructions on the Internet, Song Han occasionally called out, and the entanglement of voices could be heard clearly in the quiet living room, and the atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous

The red rope in Song Han's hand became even redder on his fair arm. Pei Chuan saw that Song Han raised his head, revealing his delicate Adam's apple, and then bit on it.

"You... are... a dog?" Song Han was forced to speak intermittently, and after that, he couldn't speak at all, only a few whimpers could be heard clearly

Just when he was about to arrive, Pei Chuan stopped suddenly, and Song Han was also a little dazed. He saw the corner of Pei Chuan's mouth twitch, lowered his head and kissed Song Han's sweaty forehead, and rubbed his hands back and forth on Song Han's hair." shall we go to bed?"

Song Han blushed and nodded, thinking that he could rest for a few seconds in the middle, but what he didn't expect was that Pei Chuan picked him up and carried him up the stairs slowly, but the bottom was still connected. That 5-minute slow walk up the stairs was already forced to go to the battlefield - Song Han kept complaining all the way, and every step he took, his voice turned into a kitten's claws and scratched at the tip of Pei Chuan's heart

The two lay lightly on the bed together, Pei Chuan suddenly didn't have the limiting factors like when he was on the sofa, and Song Han didn't know how attractive he was now, Song Han grabbed the messy folds on the bed sheet, Pei Chuan stretched out his hand from He picked up a pillow from the side of the pillow and put it under Song Han's waist, then touched Song Han's hand and interlocked his fingers

Pei Chuan kissed Song Han's blushing cheeks, Song Han's whole body was red, and there was still some mist in his eyes

Song Han wrapped his arms around Pei Chuan's neck, and covered Pei Chuan's lips in the next second. When he left like before, the tip of his tongue touched Pei Chuan's palate.

Pei Chuan picked up Song Han who was paralyzed on the bed and went downstairs. Song Han kept rubbing against Pei Chuan's body because of the residual discomfort in his body. A little flushed, lips are slightly parted by the kiss

When Pei Chuan put Song Han into the bathtub whose water temperature had been adjusted, and kept comforting him with his hands, he saw Song Han's hand with the red string grasping the side of the bathtub. The white side of the bathtub didn't match the red string but was very attractive. Pei Chuan suddenly had an idea

Seeing that Pei Chuan was getting closer and closer to him, Song Han felt something was wrong as soon as he regained his sanity. Seeing Pei Chuan's hand covering his sweaty hair, a few minutes later there was a gurgling sound in the bathtub

Song Han's cheeks were flushed, and it felt like the water would boil after a while. Song Han didn't know what he said, but he could clearly hear his own voice echoing in the empty room on the first floor

Song Han had no memory of when Pei Chuan carried her into his arms from the bathtub. The eyelashes on the right side of Pei Chuan's neck fluttered and flickered, and he raised his hand to scratch his nose. I really don't know what Pei Chuan is thinking about every day

I saw Pei Chuan put himself wrapped in a blanket on the sofa, vaguely saw Pei Chuan holding the wrinkled bed sheet that Song Han had grabbed into the washing machine, and went up the stairs as fast as he could. Find new sheets to put on

Afterwards, he gently picked himself up and put him on the bed, stroked Song Han's face with his hands, and kissed Song Han's still red eyes and red moles. Song Han's eyelids were already fighting, and he heard Pei Chuan say "Happy birthday", he pulled himself into his arms, and in that lingering and secure posture in the dormitory, Pei Chuan's chin rested on Song Han's steamy hair, "I love you"

Song Han heard it in a daze. His eyes couldn't open but he could still feel Pei Chuan's beating heart. He replied hoarsely and firmly, "I love you too!"

Song Han seldom dreamed, but at this time he dreamed that he was stuck in a quagmire. He struggled for a long time and found that he was getting deeper and deeper. When he was sure that he no longer wanted to ask for help, he saw someone handing him a hand through the faint light.

Song Han put his fingers on the man's palm, "Can I trust you?" He couldn't hear any answer, and saw the man grabbing himself in the mud, the road ahead was bright, Song Han held the man's hand tightly, Embrace him at the end of the light

The shy atmosphere in the room gradually dissipated, but all the affection was in full bloom, and the baby's breath was overlapped with the handwritten performance on the coffee table, making the ambiguity endless