After being coveted by old men for many years, I quit

Back in the bedroom, the man's slender figure turned straight to the bathroom.

Zhou Cheng had already showered and brushed his teeth before, walked to his usual sleeping side, lifted the quilt and lay down.

The sound of water dripping in the bathroom could be heard next to his ears. He lay on his side on the bed and looked out the window, not feeling sleepy at all.

His thoughts were in a mess, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the recent events flashed through his mind one after another.

After a while, the sound of water stopped, and the man opened the glass door of the bathroom and walked towards the big bed.

Zhou Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes and slowed down his breathing.

With a click, the lights went out, and the room was plunged into darkness.

The moon is shining brightly outside the window.

A corner of the quilt was lifted, and the mattress sank under the weight of the man, and then a long and powerful arm stretched out.

Before Zhou Cheng could react, he was wrapped around the waist by the man's long arms and led him over. His back was pressed against his naked chest and abdomen. body temperature.

Warm and thick.

"Asleep?" The man's deep and hoarse voice sounded close to his ears, and between the opening and closing of his thin lips, the warm breath of his lips sprayed thinly behind his ears and into the ear sockets, like an electric current passing through, With a crispy itching.

Zhou Cheng's body froze imperceptibly for a moment, and he held back his silence.

I thought that as long as he didn't make a sound, the man would stop.

Unexpectedly, He Xiao snorted and laughed. With his back turned, he kissed the end of his hair exuding a fresh smell, and poked his calloused fingertips towards his soft belly, Through the pajamas, he rubbed gently on the waist and abdomen.

Within two weeks, Zhou Cheng couldn't take it anymore, there was an itchy flesh on his waist that he was afraid of being scratched, and the man always touched it as if nothing, he couldn't help arching his body, and grabbed the man's big palm live.

Turning over, she was caught off guard and almost bumped into the man's superior and tall nose.

His eyes met the man's deep eyes shining in the darkness, and his whole body seemed to be grabbed, unable to move.

He Xiao looked at him, his mind fluttering, his eyes seemed to have warmth, and he described his delicate and delicate facial features bit by bit.

The atmosphere is quiet and warm.

Zhou Cheng's gaze fell on the man's thin lips involuntarily.

As if with a premonition, the man's kiss fell in the darkness.

The man's breath was mixed with the clean and fresh smell after bathing. Seeing his handsome face enlarged, Zhou Cheng subconsciously closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the ambiguous hickey on his face and the inexplicable smile after he wiped it across his eyes.

His eyelids moved, and his heart suddenly tightened.

The moment the kiss fell completely, he turned over, his lips brushed against the man's warm thin lips, and turned his back.

"Go to bed early, I'm sleepy."

He Xiao froze, staring at the back of his dark head, furrowing his brows slightly, reached out and clasped his shoulders to straighten his body again, and leaned forward.

The bright moonlight reflected the shadows in the room, hazy and unreal.

Zhou Cheng was pinned under the man's body, met his already displeased eyes, just averted his gaze when his chin was pinched by the man's rough fingertips, and he was forced to look back.

"One more week," the man stared at him with deep and dark eyes, "if I touch you next weekend, will you reject me too?"

A week... Zhou Cheng's long and curly eyelashes trembled, realizing what the man meant, and the faint luster in his eyes dimmed.

Yes, the period of _ months.

The past few weeks have been so comfortable that he almost forgot that the deadline has unknowingly come to an end.

In another week, it is time for him to fulfill his obligations.

At that time, he will no longer have a reason to reject him.

Thinking of this, his whole body seemed to be shrouded in a chill, and the blood also slowly coagulated and stopped flowing.

He Xiao looked into his lifeless and calm eyes, felt a little irritable for some reason, leaned over and kissed him.

The thin lips pressed against his soft and moist lips, pinched his chin, and deepened the kiss. Changing from the previous patient and delicate intimacy, Zhou Cheng was almost helpless with the aggression revealed by the intertwined lips and tongue. .

In the bedroom, the temperature kept rising.

Zhou Cheng's struggling hands were pinned above his head by the man at the beginning, and his legs were also easily suppressed.

The whole person was forced to accept the man's deep kiss with a rough meaning.

Until his lips and tongue became numb from being sucked and his consciousness gradually became blurred, he closed his eyes and simply gave up.

A touch of wetness slipped down the corners of the eyes, and silently sank into the temples.

He Xiao didn't notice this small detail, his muscular body gradually became hot with the tenderness of his lips, but was restrained by a certain nerve in his brain.

Until a certain moment, he realized that the person under him was no longer tense and gave up the original struggle, his eyebrows twitched, and he opened his eyes.

Into the eyes is a pair of trembling and wet eyelashes, so wet that people feel affection.

Realizing that Zhou Cheng was crying, his deep black eyes suddenly shrank, and the pupils cracked at an earthquake-like speed.

Zhou Cheng raised his arm to cover his eyes, and when he covered it, the man took it away, and his fingers were squeezed into the palm of his hand.

Warm lips fell down and imprinted on the eyelids, soothing his fear with utmost tenderness.

He Xiao kissed him, from the eyelids to the cheeks, wiping off the wetness on his face little by little with extremely gentle movements.

"Stop crying, eh?"

The man's hoarse voice rang close to his ears, it was indescribably deep and sexy.

Zhou Cheng slightly opened his eyelids, and through the dim light in the room, he met the man's soft eyes.

He bit his lips, turned sideways, and made a gesture to return to his sleeping side from under him.

He Xiao frowned, although he didn't want Xiangruan who had just entered his arms to slip away like this, he didn't reach out to stop him, and let him go back to the bed, wrapped in a quilt and quietly turned his back to him, lying on his back. over there.

After watching quietly for a while, his dark eyes deepened, he lifted the quilt again, and fell asleep in his own place.

Soon, there was a sound of even and shallow breathing.

Zhou Cheng closed his eyes halfway, and when he heard that he had fallen asleep, he relaxed his vigilance and gradually fell asleep.

About an hour later, in the darkness, the man suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at the sleeping figure beside the bed.

The faint and hazy moonlight reflected on him, showing an outline of his raised figure.

He stretched out his hand and carefully brought the man into his arms again. Looking at the peaceful sleeping face in front of him, a faint sigh sounded in the silence. The next morning.

When Zhou Cheng woke up, he realized that he was hugged by a man at some point.

The two of them stuck together tightly, with his head resting on his shoulder, and there was the clear and familiar masculine breath of the man in his breath.

He Xiao didn't have the habit of sleeping with clothes on, so when he saw his hand resting on his chest at first, Zhou Cheng felt his face was hot, and hurriedly put his hand back.

This movement naturally woke up the man who was in a light sleep.

He Xiao's deep eyes opened quickly, with a bit of sleepiness, his eyes focused on his face for several seconds, and then gradually became clear.

"woke up?"

The man's extremely deep and magnetic voice burned his ears in the early morning.

Stared at by his fiery eyes, Zhou Cheng looked away uncomfortably, with a blush on his cheeks, sat up from the bed, and asked casually, "Why didn't you go to work?"

At this point, judging by the weather outside, it might be past nine o'clock.

In the past, every weekend, even if he was not in a hurry to go to the company, the man would never stay in bed, let alone sleep until this point and not wake up.

What an anomaly today.

He Xiao sat up from the bed, and the quilt slid off his body, revealing the strong and firm muscles of his upper body.

He glanced at the tips of his red ears and smiled instead.

Zhou Cheng only heard a rustle behind him, and the man got out of bed.

He heaved a sigh of relief, and when he turned his head to look, it was too late to think of anything, and his eyes caught a body with broad shoulders, long legs, long and narrow waist, walking into the bathroom calmly.

He hastily withdrew his gaze and blinked, trying to get rid of the picture that just came into his mind.

As usual, the breakfast was cooked by men, and the two sat at both ends of the dining table, eating quietly.

Zhou Cheng absent-mindedly bit the sandwich in his hand.

"I'll pick you up next Friday, no other arrangements?"

He Xiao took a sip of his coffee, put the cup on the table, looked at him and said.

Zhou Cheng raised his head and shook his head hesitantly, "No...what's the matter?"

The man seemed surprised by his rhetorical question, and raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to go to that concert?"

When he said this, Zhou Cheng realized that he almost forgot about it.

If it was the past, he would probably have already bought a ticket and waited.

It's just that too many things happened during this time, he was either busy working or attending classes at school, so he didn't have time to think about these extravagant things.

"Did you buy a ticket?" He asked nana.

"otherwise?"

He Xiao picked up the coffee, looked at him, and took a sip slowly, "For a part-time job that doesn't make much money, you're so busy that you even forgot about it?"

The tone is lazy and indifferent.

Zhou Cheng looked at the sandwich on the plate, his lips gradually pursed into a straight line.

It was indeed because the schedule was too full that he forgot about it, so there was no excuse.

Just realizing that the love he once had was gradually stripped away from him by reality, he still felt an indescribable sense of loss and powerlessness.

"Zhou Cheng."

The man's gentle voice sounded slowly, "The treatment given to your mother is also costing my money. I don't understand what is the point of your stubbornness."

Zhou Cheng was slightly taken aback.

He Xiao leaned on the dining chair with a sense of design, his eyes were light, "I don't want to spend my money, is it to make you feel that this will preserve your last dignity, or do you want to tell me in this way... ...you don't quite belong to me?"

He repulsed such a relationship, there is no doubt about it, after all, he was not willing at the beginning, but finally bowed his head to reality.

He Xiao thinks he can understand his momentary incompatibility, but there is one thing, he will never tolerate any thoughts that he has room for trying to get out.