After being seized by the pillow man

It happened to be Friday, and Xi Han was waiting in the office for Yin Yansheng to leave work.

Xi Han arrived at the company at noon, and brought Yin Yansheng a meal downstairs, and Xi Han sat and watched while he was eating.

Yin Yansheng stopped holding the chopsticks, he looked at Xi Han and said, "Do you want to eat more?"

Xi Han couldn't speak.

When he said this, he held a glass of warm water in his hand, and his lips became soft and moist with the wetness. When he turned his face sideways, he could see the clear line of his jaw.

The joints on the hand are also clear, and the back of the hand is covered with a thin layer of skin, with light blue blood vessels visible on it.

Although the two put down their chopsticks together while eating, Xi Jiaojiao's speed was slow, and she ate in small bites and slowly, definitely not eating as much as him.

Yin Yansheng met Xi Han when he was in college. At that time, his roommate ate four meals a day and was still hungry at night. It was common for him to wake up in the dormitory to make noodles in the early morning. He was used to seeing his roommates and classmates cooking. I was surprised by the speed and amount of food I ate for a long time.

Yin Yansheng always felt that Xi Han couldn't get enough to eat.

He sat next to Xi Han, picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it to his lips: "Try this, this beef is delicious."

Xi Han put down the water glass and took a sip of his hand, and drank some water after swallowing it: "It's very tender."

He said the taste was good, but he refused after Yin Yansheng took another slice, and only said, "I'm really full."

Yin Yansheng gave up, and went to the lounge to rinse his mouth after lunch, and finally asked Xi Han: "You can sleep here at noon."

Xi Han has the habit of taking a lunch break, and usually rests at home.

Xi Han nodded, moved in after he got into bed, made a space and patted, signaling Yin Yansheng to fall asleep too.

Yin Yansheng came over and lay down on the bed. The bed in the lounge was quite small, so there was not much distance between the two people lying down, and Xi Han could basically surround them with just stretching out his hand.

Suddenly there was an extra arm around his waist, Yin Yansheng didn't respond, Xi Jiaojiao usually put one hand on his waist when sleeping.

But today, this hand slid down the hem of the clothes, and then came in close to the skin, touching the warm palm on the abdomen, Yin Yansheng's muscles tensed all of a sudden.

He whispered, "Xi Han."

This is the rest room. Although the door is locked, there is no place to take a shower if something really happens.

……

Xi Han knew what he was thinking, and usually retracted his hand or said something at this time, but today he didn't.

With his eyes closed, he measured inch by inch with his palm, patrolling as if to prove something, and pressed lightly and heavily with his fingertips, as if he was playing a piano.

Yin Yansheng took a breath, and gently held Xi Han's wrist with his hand.

Can't be here.

Haven't showered yet.

Xi Jiaojiao actually likes to be clean.

Xi Han scratched his palm with his backhand, buried his head on his neck and said, "Did you have a good time with me?"

Xi Han has always been frank about this kind of thing, and he usually pays special attention to quality and feelings. He knows that Yin Yansheng can't let go, so he never pushes the other party on the bed, and when Yin Yansheng bites his lip and doesn't make a sound, he just gives up, and only himself Observe his expression adjustment.

At the level of today, I haven't actually asked a few times.

Yin Yansheng felt his face become hot all of a sudden.

Xi Jiaojiao's hair rubbed against his face with a slight itchiness.

Yin Yansheng couldn't help curling his fingers, closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Happy."

He was hugged at this time, the distance between his waist and Xi Han was the shortest, but his upper body moved to one side, which seemed to be a bit of resistance.

Xi Han took his body language into his eyes, slowly withdrew his hand, thought for a while and put it on his waist through the clothes, and whispered: "You have beautiful muscles."

There was admiration in his voice when he said this, the way a man looks at another man, with undisguised love and a very primitive expression.

Yin Yan's ears turned red.

He only felt a heart beating fast in his chest, and his blood was soared by Xi Han's words. He was surprised at the other party's straightforwardness and frankness, but there was one thing that was undeniable: he had a little bit of embarrassment in his heart while he was ashamed. happy.

The joy of being praised by someone you like.

Although Xi Jiaojiao often praised him, it was usually just saying: the kid is very good, the kid is great and so on.

That situation is his praise in school and appreciation at work in the future.

This kind of physical admiration is different from the past, it is something that belongs to the two of them alone, and it is born with a kind of privacy and concealment, mixed with some other meanings.

Taboo, unspeakable, and one of the most primitive impulses.

Yin Yansheng felt that the temperature on his face was constantly rising, and he felt that his face must have turned red. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he tried to speak calmly: "I...have exercise."

As soon as the words came out, I wished I could bite my tongue off.

These words seem to be somewhat ambiguous.

What do you exercise?

is there?

He opened his mouth and added: "I have a gym and signed up for boxing lessons."

So... the muscles will be beautiful.

He held Xi Han's wrist and moved his palm up little by little until he reached his waist.

The surrounding temperature seemed to be rising constantly, Yin Yansheng felt as if he had been put in a steamer, and the surroundings were full of heat.

He turned his back to Xi Han, covered his eyes with the back of his hand and panted slightly with his mouth open.

Xi Han held Yin Yansheng's shoulder, and made him face him again.

Yin Yansheng's skin was cold and white, and his face was delicate and smooth, but now there was some redness, a shallow layer, but it just diluted the aura of abstinence on the other party's body.

His black hair was messed up on the pillow, his lips were rosy, and his eyes were dark and moist, as if the indifferent and ascetic manager Yin in the eyes of outsiders was an illusion of other people.

This is his little friend.

The way no one else can see it.

At this time, the possessive desire in Xi Han's heart was satisfied, and he kissed Yin Yansheng with some satisfaction.

Then he pressed Yin Yansheng's lips with his fingertips, rubbed them slightly for a while, and said without any emotion, "Do I look good?"

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes.

What the hell is going on today?

However, Xi Jiaojiao continued: "Am I in good shape?"

"Which part of me do you like?"

He closed his eyes and couldn't see the other person's expression, but Xi Han's words kept piercing into his ears. The other party's voice was very clear, with a little magnetism, very...very nice.

Xi Jiaojiao was like a witch seducing Tang Seng, she whispered in his ear, "Open your eyes and look at me."

The words are commanding, but the tone is conniving.

Yin Yansheng opened his eyes.

Xi Han's face appeared in front of his eyes.

Cold and deep eyebrows, white and soft skin, when the eyebrows are lowered, there is a sense of fatigue and sleepiness, and when the eyebrows are raised, the meaning of decadence is swept away, as bright as the moon.

Yin Yansheng forgot to look away for a moment.

Even after so many years, he still has no resistance to Xi Han.

He never thought that he would be so obsessed with the charm of a man before.

There was a smile in Xi Han's voice, and he asked lazily, "Am I pretty?"

Yin Yansheng was forced to have no choice but to give up and said: "It looks good."

"What about the figure?"

As he spoke, he even took his hand to touch it.

Yin Yansheng said in a self-defeating manner: "Okay, very good."

Xi Han chuckled: "What else?"

Another question, what part of your body do you like?

Yin Yan fell silent.

Xi Han urged him to hurry up dissatisfied.

"Is this question difficult to answer?" Xi Han said with a low smile, "I like your skin the most..."

"hand".

One word interrupted Xi Han's words.

I don't know if the answer is satisfactory or not, anyway, Xi Han closed his mouth, hugged Yin Yansheng in his arms and closed his eyes to rest.

Yin Yansheng lowered his head and rubbed.

Of course I like them all.

Xi Jiaojiao.