There is a period in the dream

Zhong Chengming looked at Meng Heyu firmly, and took apart the words word by word in his heart, thinking whether what Meng Heyu meant was what he understood.

Take off your clothes?

"I'm getting ready soon," Meng Heyu complained, his hands crossed and grasping the corners of his clothes, "It doesn't matter, my clothes are so wet that I can wring them out, so I can't wear them anymore."

"Wait--"

That's what he understood.Before Zhong Chengming could finish his sentence, he felt his eyes go blank. Meng Heyu had already pulled off his shirt and threw it aside casually.

So in front of Zhong Chengming's eyes was a naked young fleshy body, with large areas of skin no longer concealed, like an endless snow field, white and clean, pure and holy, now it was exposed to Zhong Chengming's eyes, and it was credible to get it.

Meng Heyu has a soft waist, and the graceful curves on both sides extend from his side, and concave inward at the parallel to the navel, turning but not losing strength.

Zhong Chengming watched Meng Heyu turn his waist to get the shaved ice, his waistline heaved at that moment, and he wanted to kill people invisible.

After Meng Heyu took the shaved ice, he lay down on his back, put the small crystal bowl with the shaved ice on his lower abdomen, closed his eyes, and let out a long and comfortable sigh.

That sigh, Yaoyao Tiaotiao, pierced Zhong Chengming's ear canal, woke him up suddenly, and snapped: "What are you doing?! Put on your clothes!"

In fact, Zhong Chengming also knew that it was normal for a man to be shirtless, but for some reason he couldn't see Meng Heyu doing this in front of him.

Meng Heyu opened his eyes, looked at Zhong Chengming innocently, and almost begged: "Please, I'm really hot. I'm not afraid of anything except heat. Look——"

Meng Heyu moved his body a little, and within a few seconds he lay down, and the tiled floor was covered with his heat mist.

Zhong Chengming was in a state of confusion, seeing that Meng Heyu was swearing to the death that he would not surrender, so he stood up and left without retreating.

"That's weird..." Meng Heyu raised his head to see Zhong Chengming's leaving back, and couldn't help but mutter, "Why don't you just take off your clothes..."

Zhong Chengming went to the study to take refuge, and the two lived in peace for the time being, until the west slanting sunlight came in through the window glass.

Tonight was a very hot day, even if Zhong Chengming was more heat-resistant than Meng Heyu, he couldn't stand the direct sunlight.He planned to stay in the kitchen. If his memory is not wrong, the orientation of the kitchen can avoid the sun during this time period.

On the way to the kitchen, he passed the living room again. This time, Meng Heyu didn't have to worry about people around. He even took off his jeans, leaving only a pair of underpants on his body, lying on the ground with his limbs splayed.

Zhong Chengming's eyelids twitched.

After the eyelids jumped, the heart also jumped, and the chest was pounded fiercely with each blow.

Meng Heyu didn't fall asleep, and he couldn't fall asleep again in the dream.He just lowered his eyes, looked drowsy, and lost all his thoughts.

The sun was setting, smearing residual red on the edge of the cattleya leaves in the living room.The dim twilight was not enough to illuminate everything, and the mahogany flowers almost gave off a dim light.The glass door leading to the courtyard was wide open, receiving the last ray of sunlight and shining on Meng Heyu.

So Zhong Chengming saw that the setting sun was flowing on Meng Heyu's pure white skin, like melted gold, every inch of it was shining with the flame of desire.

Holy, yet obscene.

The first thing Zhong Chengming did after waking up was to take a cold shower.

After Meng Heyu woke up, he went to eat shaved ice first, found the nearest shaved ice shop on the Internet, and happily dragged a pair of flip-flops out the door.

Zhong Chengming was upset all day long.

After waking up, he will indeed forget most of the dream content, but this is his dream after all, and he still has an impression of the more vivid memory points, and this vivid memory point obviously includes a large piece of skin exposed, Meng Heyu lying in the setting sun.

Zhong Chengming is an indifferent person, he once thought that the indifference here also included that aspect.

It's not that there is something wrong with his hardware, but that he doesn't have that kind of thought in his brain at all.He doesn't like to have physical contact with people, so how can he have a relationship with people.Even thinking about Zhong Chengming couldn't bear the scene of being entangled with others.

Such a him actually initiated the dream of sex.

It is not accurate to say that, after all, the person in the dream is not even naked, the most important cloth is still worn on the body honestly, and the two of them have not had any cross-border contact.

Teacher Zhang analyzed it with him, and the reason why he refused to be touched was probably because of his selective cleanliness.He chooses to think that others are dirty, so naturally he does not allow others to touch him.

But the person in the dream was imagined by himself, and he didn't belong to the category of "others". Of course, he didn't think he was filthy, and would hide filth everywhere.

But Zhong Chengming still can't accept the fact, even if that person is clean, so what?

He reacted to the person he fantasized about, how ridiculous and stupid it sounded.

The restless Zhong Chengming's face turned even darker, and the students didn't dare to say a word when they saw him.When he passed Instinct on the way home from get off work, Zhong Chengming felt a fire in his heart.

After parking the car, he went to the beach to blow the evening wind for a while, before calming down his anger.

But soon, the anger flared up again.

When Zhong Chengming came back from the beach, he saw a man waiting in the elevator lobby downstairs of his house. He was not tall, dressed in a jersey and shorts sports attire, with white socks pulled up to his knees, and he was wearing a pair of the latest sneakers. .

He also pretended to wear a dark blue hair band on his head. When Zhong Chengming walked to his side, he was on the phone: "Tonight? Not tonight."

There are very few residents in Tianhaihe, and the lobby has always been quiet, so even if Zhong Chengming didn't want to, he could clearly hear the voice on the other end of the call: "Don't do it, Mr. Bai! I have a few new people here, all of whom are so fucking beautiful Already! Really not coming?"

"No," this Young Master Bai looked up at the elevator display screen, "I will leave it to my little lover tonight."

"Hey! When did Young Master Bai raise a little lover? Why don't my brothers know about it?"

"There are many things you don't know," Bai Shao laughed, "hang up, get in the elevator."

He hung up as soon as he said it, cut off the "what about tomorrow night" on the other end of the call, and stepped into the elevator.

Zhong Chengming frowned at his back, followed him into the elevator, and was about to press the floor, but his fingers froze on the "5" button with the light on.

The man lives across from him.

But isn't there a man named Meng Heyu who lives across from him?When did you change your surname to Bai?still……

Zhong Chengming watched the numbers jump up layer by layer, and the time for the truth to be revealed was also forming second by second.

Until the elevator door opened with a ding, a man in a dude's appearance stepped out of the elevator first, Zhong Chengming followed slowly, pretending to be looking for keys, listening to the movement behind the door.

The man had the 5R key, and the lock clicked crisply.

Then came the final verdict for Zhong Chengming:

"Little Meng baby, brother, I'm back!"

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It's actually Tomboy Bai Lin (whispering