blue castle

Day by day, we got to know each other better, he spends less and less time in the attic, and spends more and more time with me. During the day, he trims flowers and trees in the garden with me, and at night, he stays with me to watch me draw .

"Why are there so many camellias in the garden? You like camellias?" I asked him as he drew.

"No, I don't like golden tea very much. I have had these flowers since I was a child. When my mother was alive, she always hired a gardener to take care of the camellia field. I don't want my mother's flower field to be abandoned, so I also hired a gardener." He said. He looked at me and said, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Looking at his face at such a close distance made me very uneasy. I lowered my head and shifted my gaze to the bottom: "This is just a coincidence. I just happened to be your gardener."

He smiled and said, "It's not a coincidence, you're not the first gardener to apply for the job."

His waist is very slender, his legs are very slender, and the ankles exposed in the slippers are round and tender. I took a breath, turned my eyes to the ground again, and said with a smile: "You kept me because I can cook and let you Picking up a free cook for nothing?"

He lay on the table, tilted his head to look at me, his eyes were full of joy: "Of course it's not just because of this, they are all very excessive people... In short, I hate those people, you are different from them, I like you. "

My heart skipped a beat, my face was a little hot, and I said awkwardly: "No wonder, I think you are cooking for you for free so that I can work hard without complaint, and you have to pay me more."

He took advantage of the time when I lowered my head to paint, and quickly kissed me on the cheek. I was taken aback, and turned around to see his blush cheeks and downcast eyes.

"I'll get you a cup of tea." He turned around and ran away, his long hair and long skirt blended into a faint confusion in the white mist.

I touched the place where he kissed me just now, and smiled helplessly, this is not the first time he kissed me, did he like me?Fall in love with a man?Ridiculous, is he gay?That's why you always dress up as a woman?

There should be other men who like such a beautiful man, but I... Do I like men?Probably not, no matter how beautiful he is, he is still a man. I was attracted to him before because I thought he was a woman.

It was the first time he painted in front of me, before he always painted in the attic.

"Hey, what a warm work." I saw the camellia field he painted.

"Do you like it?" He asked me with a smile.

"Yes, I like it very much. I thought you liked the style of your mother, Ms. Luo. Many of your paintings I saw before were also in that distorted style."

He suddenly froze, and an unknown light flashed in his eyes: "I just hope to draw works like my mother's, but I prefer flat paintings."

"Like my paintings? But how can you like my bad paintings? God, you are the child of a master. Your paintings are infinitely better than mine."

"Because I like flat."

He stared blankly at me, the paintbrush fell to the ground, he grabbed my arm, his face got closer and closer, I swallowed my saliva, feeling like I was going crazy, I grabbed his waist regardless, and kissed him first up.

This kiss lasted for a long time, and we swallowed each other uncontrollably until both of us were out of breath.

"Do you like me?" he asked me.

"Like, I like you."

He kissed my lips again...

I feel dizzy in the brain.

We suddenly fell in love. People who have never been in love can't describe the wonderful feeling. You seem to be thinking about him all the time, hoping to be by his side, hoping that he likes you as much as you like him, and hoping for a long time. hold this happy hour.

He likes to kiss me when he hugs me, as if he is absorbing the body temperature of others, he hugs me so tightly and kisses so affectionately, whenever he leaves my lips, I can see the infinite fascination and happiness in his eyes , His emotions infected me, he felt happy, being with me made him feel happy, which made me happy.

It's just weird that he seems to be wearing a bra which makes his breasts bulge, this happened after our first kiss and I still haven't discussed his gender with him, maybe he likes to be It's only for a woman to dress up like this, then I treat him as a woman, so I never talked about it, and I even called him Yang Ting.

Love is such a wonderful thing, although he is a man, but once I fall in love with him, then everything becomes unimportant.

"Ping, do you really like me?" He asked me suddenly, as if he was very unsure of my feelings.

I smiled and held his cheeks: "I like you, I really like you."

"Then will you always love me?"

"Hehe." I was happy, this guy is really, young people these days still ask such things, but they are so stupid and cute.

I stuck to him and wrapped my arms around his slender waist: "Is this a problem? I don't know either."

He hugged me back tightly, without saying a word quietly. After a long time, he asked again: "Will you love me forever? No matter what happens?"

At that time, I was already obsessed with his beautiful face and body, and I didn't care what he was talking about for a long time. I just kissed his cheeks and neck ecstatically, and stroked his upturned buttocks and slender thighs through the skirt.

In my spare time, I went to the town down the mountain to sell a few books, thinking that I was already with him, so there are some things I need to understand, those are a few books about sex between men, which explain a lot of things , There are even a few explicit descriptions. I imagined doing such a thing with him, and suddenly I felt hot all over, and the feeling of restlessness filled there. Yin Yin is really not a good thing. I have to hide in the room and solve it myself. Recently, the number of my DIYs has increased dramatically, so that every time I kiss and hug him, I can’t stop stroking his body up and down, hoping to make him feel distracted, and it’s easy to get him to agree with me ...

Although he always does this kind of thing with me with a red face, and the desire in his eyes clearly shows that he is emotional, but whenever he stretches his hand under him, he always pushes me away very quickly. I'm allowed to touch his whole body except there, but his breasts are fake, I don't need to touch them, unless he takes off his bra, otherwise there's nothing good to touch.

When the desire was high, he was pushed away again. Seeing my face flushed and uncomfortable, he softened his voice: "Sorry, Ping."

"It's nothing, I'll leave for a while when you're ready."

I hid in the toilet, not lacking in disappointment, why did he never let me touch him?Could it be that he is not ready to accept a man, but he obviously looks like he wants it very much, why is he hesitating?When will I be able to achieve good things with him?I already have lovers, why should I be good brothers with my left and right hands?This is too tragic.

"Ping, will you like me forever? Will you stay with me forever? No matter what happens?" He asked me again.

He asked very seriously. When I walked down the stairs one morning, I found him standing in the middle of the living room. His long hair was hanging down and covering his white clothes. The sun shone in and shone on his pale face. His face, he is such a beautiful man, fascinated me, I knew he was asking for my promise.

Just like the pastor asked at the wedding, no matter what happens, will you love your wife and never leave her?This is not a meaningless inquiry between lovers, I must answer him positively.

"I don't know either. I can't simply make a promise, a promise that I may not be able to fulfill, but I really like you and I am willing to do my best."

"Really? You can't promise." He lowered his head and seemed dissatisfied with my answer.

I blamed myself for my stupid tongue, when I wanted to explain again, he ran towards the attic without looking back.