Inner entertainment first vase

The already limp shirt was crumpled and deformed under the palm of Phytophthora.His wet and hot palms were pressed tightly against Ke Yu's back, and he pressed his fingers hard, in a gesture that he couldn't help but want to integrate Ke Yu into his arms.

Ke Yu experienced being kissed to suffocation twice tonight. His two arms were powerlessly placed on Shanglu's shoulders, wrapped around his neck, hooked the back of his head, and stroked his black hair.He entangled with the tip of his tongue, and the slight drunkenness of hops and malt turned into a sweetness that made people more and more thirsty during the kiss. It was impossible to tell who was hooking whom, and whose inner wall and palate were so sensitive. It turned out that just being licked and swept gently caused trembling again and again.

A hazy thought flashed in Ke Yu's mind,...Shang Lu was just like him, his tall body couldn't stop shaking under his embrace.

His lips parted slightly, Ke Yu's eyes were blurred, and Shanglu's panting breath was next to his ears, "I'm thinner." He said in a hoarse voice, and his fingertips searched for and touched his spine, moving along it.

"Don't you like me to be thin?" Ke Yu caressed his face, a sad yet extremely gentle smile appeared in his eyes.Maybe there are grievances.

Shang Lu turned his face away, and his eyes stopped on Ke Yu's swollen lips. After two seconds of silence, he suddenly leaned forward and kissed his lower lip again, sucking and pecking.

Ke Yu and his lips and tongue pecked, sucked, parted, and kissed lingeringly.When they parted, his eyes showed a look of fascination, "You are so close to me." He said foolishly, slowly stroking his warm fingers down his nose, sliding across the crowd, over the place he kissed. The upper lip stayed on the lower lip that he had sucked, and his gaze was lifted slightly again, looking into Shanglu's eyes: "You are so close to me..."

He could smell the burning heat and fragrance of his breath so close, he could clearly read the content in his eyes, and he could touch the texture of his skin.

Like a celestial body far away from the luminous body it was watching for, it wandered silently in the dark for two years, and finally returned to its orbit.

The second phone started vibrating and the bartender wiped a glass for 3 minutes, the glass was almost wiped thin!Hearing the sound, he coughed twice as if waking up from a dream, thinking to himself—holyshit, French kiss, twice!

Ke Yu took out a banknote and pressed it on the bottom of the cup. The bartender nodded with a formulaic smile, thanked him for the tip, and said sweetly, "There is a hotel in front, very close, and it only takes 5 minutes to walk."

Ke Yu: "..."

Shang Lu didn't reply, as if he didn't hear it, he just leaned over to pick up his suit, and sent back a message to the lawless Shang Mingbao who ignored the time difference.The two walked out of the closed bar side by side. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and there were no ghosts on the road, only the faint shadows of trees under the street lamps.Two long figures passed through the middle, and the night sky echoed the silence that no one spoke.

Ambiguous mixed with embarrassment.

Ke Yu put on his suit, put his hands in his trouser pockets, cleared his throat, "You..." He swallowed the question to the hotel, and changed his words: "Ming Bao called you just now?"

"Ah."

"Is she okay these two years?" Ke Yu asked, "Have you had a boyfriend yet?"

Shang Lu looked down at him strangely, "Ke Yu."

"...?"

"Do you really want to care about the client's sister Shang Mingbao first?"

Ke Yu: "..."

After two years, how did this person become so difficult to chat with?

"It's not that I don't care about you," Ke Yu said softly, "It's just that I don't think you should ask such a casual greeting."

"Shang Mingbao has a boyfriend." Shang Lu answered his question, staring at him deeply, waiting for something.

Ke Yu said, "Really? What is it like?"

Shanglu's expression turned cold again.

Ke Yu changed his words in a polite manner: "Did Ming Bao's brother have a boyfriend?"

"No." Shang Lu said coldly, "Ming Bao's brother is not gay."

Ke Yu's heart tightened: "Then... Ming Bao's brother has a girlfriend?"

"Almost."

"What's the difference?"

"The other party is very good, but Ming Bao's brother can't forget anyone."

"Why can't you forget?"

Shang Lucong took out a cigarette, held it in his pocket, paused for a second before lighting it, and said coldly, "It hurts my stomach when I think about him."

Ke Yu: "...then you take stomach medicine."

Shanglu tilted his head and lit his cigarette: "Okay, I will tell my elder brother."

"...Is Ming Bao happy these two years?" Ke Yu asked again.

"It's okay. When you're broken in love, you look for life and death, and you'll be happy when you get out. When you meet a new boyfriend, you'll be even happier."

"What about Mingbao's brother?"

"I didn't come out, but I'm very happy," Shanglu puffed on his cigarette, "There was a storm in the Pacific Ocean, and the entire film crew was begging grandpa to sue grandma. Mingbao's brother had only one thought in his mind. If the one in his heart What will people look like when they know the news of his death?"

Ke Yu froze for a moment, a terrifying pain came out from the depths of his heart, as if his bones and tendons had been pulled out, a line of tears slid down from his right eye socket, Shang Lu looked down at him, his gaze was gentle, his tone Very helpless: "He is still alive."

Ke Yu said: "I know," he quickly erased, "Brother Ming Bao's two years, are you so happy?"

"I have received a good seedling, and I am in a good mood."

It was Ji Yun.

"When I was 17, I wasn't as lucky as him."

Shang Lu smiled: "If you really think that way, if you compare it like this, you won't be able to become who you are today."

"I'll still be envious."

"What do you envy? Envy that he can't ask for anything from Xie Miaomiao, one likes old men, and the other likes big sisters?"

Ke Yu tactfully protested: "When Miaomiao liked me, I wasn't old yet."

"You're not old now." Shanglu dusted off the cigarette, "You're always 29 with me, now we're the same age."

The heart skipped a beat unexpectedly, and Ke Yu was so excited that he couldn't find a word for a moment.

"I don't know if Ming Bao's brother has decided to forgive the person in his heart."

"do not know."

Ke Yu's emotions seemed to be played with, from the heartbeat of death to the silent heartbeat, and then fell from the heartbeat to the bottom, "... I don't know what to kiss." He protested vaguely.

Shang Lu heard it clearly, glanced at him helplessly, and tapped Ke Yu's forehead with a finger between cigarettes: "I don't know if I didn't forgive you, but I know that seeing him makes my heart move."

Ke Yu looked like an artificially retarded person tonight, asking questions directly and harshly: "Why is your heart fluttering?"

"When I see him sad, I will feel sad in spite of myself. When I see him sad, I want to get back together with him immediately, but emotions belong to emotions, and reason belongs to reason. Mingbao's brother can't bear the second time, so this Once he was not so brave."

The third time I walked this short distance of a few hundred meters, this time it was faster, and I felt that it was only a short distance away, and I had already reached the intersection of the zebra crossing with traffic lights.

Ke Yu asked, his voice subconsciously lowered, "Where is your hotel booked?"

Shang Lu hooked his suit with one hand, and held a cigarette in the other: "No order."

"No," Ke Yu looked up at him, "No order?"

Shang Lu hooked his lips, his dark eyes locked on him deeply: "No order."

"You just said—" Ke Yu suddenly understood, swallowed the ending, he turned his head hastily, looked at the seconds on the traffic lights, clenched his hands in his trouser pockets, but the palms were so wet that he couldn't even Can't hold it tight.

"Then where do you sleep?"

"It's still too late to find a hotel," Shang Lu said indifferently, his eyes relaxed, and he looked at Ke Yu faintly in the misty smoke: "Or—"

"Is Teacher Ke willing to take me in?"

Ke Yu's throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, and his heart was beating even more violently than when he first met Phykola in Cannes.When the green light came on, he lowered his head and walked forward, and heard Shanglu laughing behind him, "Hello." He called him from a distance, restraining his joking expression, "See you next time."

Ke Yu stopped, right in the middle of the zebra crossing.The ground was wet and glowing, and the towering and majestic lights of the hotel were reflected in the puddles. He clenched and loosened his hands, and turned around suddenly—the suit on his shoulders slipped, and he ran towards Pokemon. crashed into his arms.Shang Lu groaned when he was hit, but his two arms were already hugging Ke Yu tightly.

Ke Yu cupped his face and kissed him hard.

Shanglu responded to him more fiercely than him, wrapped his arms around his waist, and kissed him so that he fell back deeply.

A traffic wait changed from green to red, and then from red to green, with only one empty taxi speeding past.The two figures almost half-run and rushed across the road, broke into the revolving door, and passed by the concierge under the bright crystal lamp to say hello.The elevator stopped on the first floor. Half a second later, there was a ding sound, and the elevator doors opened and closed, revealing two figures tugging at each other.

The room is on the 23rd floor, the executive floor.The elevator ascended at an extremely high speed, and a deep and impenetrable kiss was reflected on the silver door.Phytolaca's hand seemed to have magical powers, slid heavily in front of him, and then undid the buttons of the mother-of-pearl clothes lightly.His Adam's apple turned red from being sucked and bitten deeply by him, Ke Yu panted unbearably, unable to stand up, his palm slammed against the spotless car wall, leaving a moist, unfinished palm print on it.

Arrived.

With his lips parted a few minutes, Shang Lu stroked Ke Yu's forehead hair, his chin was clamped by the tiger's mouth, stared at him for a second, and said softly, almost dreamily: "Baby."

The sound of footsteps disappeared in the heavily carpeted corridor.