fall in love with chaos

His voice was calm as if he was telling the evidence.

But when it fell into my ears, it seemed to be inexplicably bewildered.

The skin under the palm of my hand turned into a hot potato in an instant, but I thought about it and didn't move.

Luanbu let go of the hand holding my elbow, and continued to hug me, his head rested peacefully and nostalgicly on top of my head, so my eyes were white.

I froze and didn't move for a long time.

Luanbu waited for a few minutes, then said slowly: "Qingtao, it's not that you don't want to, you don't dare."

I came back to my senses: "..."

I immediately retorted: "Who said that!"

Luanbu: "Then move."

I:"……"

I was stunned for a moment, but my mouth quickly replied: "Move!"

it's over...

I bite the bullet and drive the ducks to the shelves.

The question is, how?And there is no tool for committing crimes... No, without security measures, you will not reach the last step, so what can you do before the last step?

do not care……

I touched his back when I tried it. The young man's back is not strong, but it hides lazy strength, showing tenacity piece by piece in the palm of my hand.

It's just a back.I force myself to calm down.

His bathrobe was half off, and when I moved, he hugged him even tighter. I felt Chaos' palms pressed against the back of my head, as if not letting me leave.

Dark, quiet, sticky air, gradually hot breath.

Going down a long spine, I just touched the back of his waist, and he hummed a few times in a random step. The quiet environment was very obvious above my head, and the sticky ending sound scared me so much that I immediately stopped moving.

"Uh..." Silence...

what am i doing! !

Ranbu just hugged me tighter, his legs bent restlessly trying to touch me, and the futon fluctuated slightly because of his movements.

He was taller than me, and his head was resting on the top of my head, so when he bent his knees, he touched my thighs.

I feel that I am cooked, and my face is hot.

I worked up the courage to move a little away from his chest and look up.

Luanbu lay sideways on the white pillow, his emerald green pupils opened at some point, and the watery light softened the emerald sharpness in his eyes, making them soft. His face was pressed against the soft pillow, and the corners of his eyes were red.

The cat that was lively and willful during the day is now softened into a puddle of water.

His eyes were still looking straight at me.

The temperature on my face rose: "Don't do the same as what I did to you!"

I added: "Haven't you massaged your back...it's about the same?"

"I don't know. I haven't pressed it." Luanbu replied slowly, rubbing his eyes, adjusting his somewhat disordered breathing, and acting coquettishly anyway, "I don't know, it's just a bump on the back, that's... "

He whispered quietly: "It feels like my heart is about to jump out, and it's weird, like an electric current."

Only this person can say such a straightforward speech, right?

I took it back abruptly: "Don't touch it!"

Ranbu: "Hey..."

I didn't care about his disappointed eyes, turned over and lay flat: "Sleep, sleep."

I closed my eyes, but I didn't feel sleepy at all. The expression of walking around just now was lingering in my mind, which was really annoying.

The people around him didn't sleep either, he turned over and over, rarely clinging to me.

I had to turn my head and open my eyes when he made a long series of unknown thin sounds in his throat: "What are you doing? If you can't sleep, you can close your eyes quietly, and you will fall asleep soon, and you can't fall asleep even if you turn over. "

Luanbu turned his back to me very rarely, his neck was bent and his head was lowered, even his entire back was slightly curved, and he didn't even respond to the quilt being covered, and the dark blue black-edged bathrobe collapsed to the point where his shoulder blades were exposed.

When Luanbu heard me speak, he muttered a few words indistinctly, and then said with grievance, "I feel uncomfortable..."

I was surprised: "You have a cold?"

Luanbu concealed: "No..."

I stared at him without turning around to face my back, reacted slowly, blushed for a moment, and panicked myself: "Then... what should I do?"

"I don't know..." Luanbu said in a low voice.

Me: "Then how you did it before, do it now."

After I finished speaking, I felt shy, and hurriedly pulled the quilt to cover my face, only showing a pair of eyes.

Although this person still has his back to me.

Luanbu couldn't figure out the situation: "Before... I didn't have it before, anyway, it used to disappear after a while... Except when I was holding Taojiang, it took a little longer..."

What are you talking about you! !

I lightly kicked him on the back: "Then you find a way yourself!"

"Hmm..." Luanbu wept in a mournful voice, really aggrieved, "I'm so uncomfortable..."

He curled up even more like a cat, obviously suffering.

"Uh..." It's over, and I don't know what to do.

In the sex knowledge class, I only listened to my own part very purposefully.

I had no choice but to stare at the ceiling dryly, listening to the uncomfortable moaning of chaotic steps, he seemed to be grabbing the sheets, and he was at a loss, dryly drying himself out, only knowing the curled up posture, or trying to force himself to stay away. I was too out of shape in front of me.

I was in a daze, and after a while, seeing that his back might catch a cold, I hesitated and reached out to grab the edge of his bathrobe and lift it up, trying to cover his neck.

For a moment, his knuckles brushed against Luanbu's back, and he trembled, almost imperceptibly.

I panicked, "Hold... sorry..."

"It's okay..." Luanbu still spoke in a low voice, almost like a milk cat meowing.

But I was surprised when I heard it, because the ending sound not only carried the grievance that Luanbu often has, but also a soft weeping sound.

I poked him: "You...are you crying?"

Luanbu paused, turned his head, and turned his body slightly to one side.

Not crying, but close to crying.

I stared at his moist emerald green eyes, feeling flustered like never before.

Is this a predicament in any relationship?

I felt my heart beating wildly, my ears were red to the point of bleeding, not only the tails of my eyes were red, even my cheeks were dyed the same color, and my breathing became heavier.

He glanced at me and blinked slowly.

Luanbu's eyes were sticky, turning back and forth on my face, and I couldn't help whispering: "What are you looking at?"

"Uh..." Ranbu rarely refuted, and looked away reluctantly, and looked up again during the period, "I'll go out for a while."

He turned around without looking back, hurried out, and hurriedly put on his bathrobe before opening the door. I saw him so flustered, but he was able to tie the bathrobe neatly.

So it's definitely lazy if you don't fasten it.

There is an empty space around me, and I am determined to wait for him to come back.

But the time of wandering around seems to be too long, I can't hold it anymore, my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and I am about to fall asleep completely.

He just gently opened the door, and got into my bed with a cool feeling, but didn't come close.

I opened my eyes and looked at him in a daze: "..."

Ranbu's body was no longer red, and his fair skin was even colder. I actually felt the cold vapor.

He stretched out his hand to touch my face, the cuffs of the bathrobe slid down, revealing a part of the arm, faintly with blue blood vessels, with distinct texture, the color of emerald green eyes obviously looks cold but also kind of strangely soft.

Cold fingers pinched my ears.

"Go to sleep..."

He said.