human game

Luan Ying took a nap at noon, and when he woke up, it was already dark. He was sweating all over his back, but his body was much more relaxed, but his calves were pressed by something.He squeezed hard, only to find that Jing Ping was nestled at his feet, falling asleep in a twisted posture.He lowered his voice and coughed twice, although his mouth was still bitter, but his heart was sweet.He took out his mobile phone from under the pillow, and before Jing Ping got up, he took several pictures of him sleeping, not very clear, but Luan Ying felt satisfied.He moved the pillow over and lay down next to Jing Ping carefully. He didn't want to disturb his sleep, but Jing Ping still opened his eyes in a daze.

He was not fully awake yet, so he responded vaguely, rubbed his eyes a few times, and found that Luan Ying was lying beside him, smiling at him, "Why are you sleeping here?" Heavy, passed out on the bed." Jing Ping stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, feeling Luan Ying's cold sweat in his palm, it wasn't very hot.Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, Luan Ying pinched his slender wrist, brought him closer to her, and pressed him tightly into his chest, the tip of Jing Ping's nose was full of Luan Ying's sweat.

He beat Luan Ying's shoulder mercilessly with his hands, but Luan Ying just hugged him tightly, stroking the back of his head and neck like comforting a baby, "Okay, just for a while." He felt that Jing Ping's strength was slow Slowly getting smaller, the fist became indifferent, "I have something to say to you, but I may not be able to say it looking at your face." Jing Ping only felt that he was about to be suffocated to death in Luan Ying's arms, his heart congested and Beating quickly, he felt the slight vibration of Luan Ying's chest when he spoke.

"I'm stupid, I can't take care of myself, and I don't get along well with others." Luan Ying rested her chin on the top of Jing Ping's head, "You taught me many things, Jing Ping, can I always be guided by you in my future life? ?”, he felt Jing Ping’s breath hitting his chest, and said more bluntly, “Jing Ping, I like you.”

Jing Ping didn't respond, Luan Ying took his chin to grind his hair, Jing Ping punched him for a while, and said sullenly, "You take that back, I'll pretend you didn't hear it." Luan Ying just pushed harder Hugging him tightly, almost strangled, Jing Ping heard him say incoherently, "I did it, no, I didn't hear it."

Jing Ping was buried in his chest, his forehead resting on Luan Ying's soft woolen sweater. Even if he was greedy, Jing Ping's greed was only for a second. After a second, he struggled out of Luan Ying's embrace, his face flushed, " Luan Ying, let me tell you again." Luan Ying covered her ears like a child, turned over and shouted, "I won't listen! You don't even think about it, I won't listen, I'll give you time to think , I'll go home immediately!", he turned over and got out of bed, grabbed his coat and put it on, and slammed the door, Jing Ping lay on the bed where his residual heat was still there, and he had thought about this matter countless times.

He and Luan Ying are not the same kind of people, and no matter they are both men, their family backgrounds are too far apart. Qi Dafei is a couple, and I don't know what kind of conflicts will arise in the future, and brother Luan Ying, how to deal with it.Jing Ping covered his face with his hands, retracted into Luan Ying's quilt, and sighed deeply. At that moment, he really wanted to accept Luan Ying's love. If he accepted, Luan Ying would probably laugh like an idiot, and he would probably very happy.

But this is just a moment of happiness, but life is still so long.