[Bottle Evil] Sleepless

I want to give you a home, Zhang Qiling. "

It was quiet for a long time.

No matter how terrifying the darkness was, it was no match for the light behind him.

Zhang Qiling put his hand on the back of his hand, and patted it lightly twice, signaling him to relax a little bit. Wu Xie hesitated for a while before releasing two fingers, Zhang Qiling felt amused - just like a child.Turning over, turning his shoulders around, pulling him into his arms, letting his chin rest on his shoulders, wrapping his earlobe in his mouth, licking and sucking, after a few rounds, Wu Xie's upper body became soft The lower body became stiff, and it touched the one on his head that was gradually raised, like a kiss.

Zhang Qiling let go of his earlobe and said softly, "Help me."

If it wasn't for the darkness in the room, Wu Xie's embarrassed expression should be seen.After being quiet for a while, the hand around his waist loosened, and he took off his panties clumsily, the hand retracted again, then picked up his penis, and held it with the one he just kissed.Zhang Qiling panted, gave him an encouraging kiss behind his ear, and said, "I don't care, what I'm afraid of is that you will lose that home."

Wu Xie remained silent.

Zhang Qiling said again: "Besides me, you have many things."

Wu Xie raised her head and seemed to be staring at him in the darkness.

"I'm not worth your bet."

The rest of the time was spent masturbating, Wu Xie didn't answer, and Zhang Qiling didn't speak anymore.The movements of the former did not slack in the slightest, Zhang Qiling subconsciously hugged him tighter and tighter, the two of them gasped together, and from time to time leaned closer to their faces for a short kiss, and the tip of their tongues licked each other twice before it ended, which was less erotic mean.It's more like tasting, calm down and taste the other person's taste, pass it from the tip of the tongue to the bottom of the heart, and then save it repeatedly.

After shooting Wu Xie in one hand, he still held on tightly, the two sticks were stuck together, Wu Xie suddenly laughed, and said: "If you have the ability, repeat what you just said."

Zhang Qiling was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "Threat?"

Wu Xie said, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Zhang Qiling said: "I thought we would die together."

I can't see but I know the expression on Wu Xie's face.Rarely, Wu Xie didn't push back, and the two of them were dragged into the quagmire of silence again for no reason.Zhang Qiling moved the upper hand up to the back of his head, inserted his fingers into the hair, clamped a few strands, then curled his fingers, loosened them slightly, and slid to the end to let it fall.Then move the palm up a little bit and knead gently.After about half a cigarette, he stopped, slipped his hands down and hugged him again, and said, "Don't leave me."

Wu Xie trembled in his arms.

Zhang Qiling rubbed the tip of his nose against his, like a pet pleasing its owner: "I know it's not worth it, but I still don't want you to go." After a pause, his breath caught his lips, "You can live better without me. "

He could feel Wu Xie staring at him fiercely.The two fell silent again, he occasionally kissed Wu Xie on the lips, then stopped again, without closing his eyes, and kept hugging him tightly.

"How do you want me to live better?" Wu Xie asked suddenly.

Zhang Qiling's body was a little stiff, and he didn't move at all.

Wu Xie continued: "I don't want to notice you until I die? Marry a woman like Qin Haiting, and have a daughter like Qin Yan. She calls me Dad, and then calls you Uncle Zhang?"

No echo.

Wu Xie's momentum suddenly softened, and he took the initiative to bite his lips, followed by licking his tongue, and after a long time of cuddling, he tried to pry his lips open. Every movement seemed cautious and gentle to the extreme, and he took the initiative to lick his lips. With his tongue rolling, his hands slipped in from the lower corner of the vest, his palms were pressed against the cold skin, from the lumbar spine all the way up to the shoulder blades, the neck was bent, his hands were warm, and every inch of skin he touched was warm. Like the earth blowing by the spring breeze, the grass and flowers will bloom in the next moment.

Zhang Qiling began to respond, not as cautiously as before, the tip of his tongue was being teased viciously and hurriedly, saliva flowed out from the corner of Wu Xie's mouth soon, and was licked off by him again.Wu Xie began to retreat, and he caught up and entangled him, holding his back firmly with his hands. He had never seen him use such force on him. Hearing Wu Xie's breathing became heavier and heavier, he gradually Let go of his tongue, give it a few last licks, and pull it out of his mouth.

Wu Xie was panting badly, and without waiting for a moment, he leaned forward again and rubbed his side face with his side face—there was a small stubble on Wu Xie's face, and he couldn't notice it until he pressed it over, and poked him lightly. On the skin, there was a little pain, the dense pain became oxygen, he loved this feeling, it was like taking drugs, it would be addictive.Reluctant to leave, I rubbed like this for a long time, and suddenly felt a wave of dampness.He stopped and licked it.

Salty.

Zhang Qiling's whole body suddenly seemed to be frozen by ice and snow.

Holding Wu Xie's hand and wanting to withdraw it to wipe his face, his heart gave another instruction, forcing his hands not to let go for a moment.After a long stalemate, he brought his face closer again and licked the salty wet thing with the tip of his tongue.There is a kiss in the lick, and each lick is very long, as if it wants to enter his heart steadily.

"Don't leave me." He heard Wu Xie say.

He stopped suddenly.

Wu Xie withdrew his hands from his waist, cupped his face, and said, "You fucking robbed me of all my lines." After a slight pause, "Xie Yuchen has also passed by, and they all know about itching. My dad Mom, give them time. I don't promise soon—or how long, I don't know. But as long as you don't go, I can take you back."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "As long as you don't leave, have some confidence in me."

The bedroom is close to the avenue where the gate of the community comes in. I heard the sound of the car horn. Someone must have drunk too much and cursed at the top of their throat. They couldn't understand most of them.The room was too quiet, and Wu Xie subconsciously listened for a while with his ears straightened, before he roughly heard the most repeated sentence of the drunk man, "I will give you everything, why the hell are you messing with others".

The rain was still falling, beating the lush pagoda trees downstairs, and the sound of kicking, tapping, and beating on the windows, creating a commotion.Probably a security guard came after him and tried to persuade him in bits and pieces. This time Ren Wu Xie couldn't hear clearly no matter how carefully he listened, his voice was too low.

Zhang Qiling suddenly hugged him a little tighter.

"I love you."

No reason.

I love you, so I don't need anything.

[End of full text]

Double bed with high school diary

This summer, in the words of Fatty, it can be summed up as - God is fucking in love.

Even Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling wouldn't want to sleep together at this temperature, and the air conditioner couldn't save the heat of two 1.8-meter men squeezing into a single bed.I had fun in the first half of the night, but I couldn't live in the second half of the night.Wu Xie didn't sleep well. He was already restless. It was common for him to put his legs on Zhang Qiling's waist in the middle of the night, and push his knees to Zhang Qiling's important parts.In the first few nights, Zhang Qiling was still very patient. He crawled back from the floor, helped Wu Xie pull the thin blanket away, and continued to sleep.For a week, I simply lay down on the floor and slept.Three days later, at dinner time, Wu Xie received Zhang Qiling's decision to change to a double bed.

Wu Xie felt blocked, so she nodded and said that he came to buy the bed, but of course it was rejected.

Doesn't it mean that there is only one bed?Thinking about it, I didn't dare to ask.But the unhappiness in my heart was still not completely suppressed, so I ran out when I was free, and finally Zhang Qiling picked the furniture by himself, and asked someone to deliver the furniture on Saturday.The original single bed was moved to Zhang Qiling's study room, the layout of the bedroom was slightly changed, the wardrobe was moved to the position of the bed, the direction of the double bed remained the same, it was moved to the middle, not against the wall, it was convenient for two people to get out of bed.The air conditioner blows from the end of the bed to the head of the bed.

A week later, heavy rain swept across half of China unexpectedly.It is said that some people used their mobile phones to light cigarettes to someone to pray for rain. The rain came quickly, like the tears of a newborn child, without muddy water. Some old back streets and alleys, narrow roads and poor drainage, flooded to the ankles.In the first few days, it was very popular, but later the rain became more and more lingering. After all, people reject the rain, and the scolding rose together with the stagnant water in the alley.Fatty also participated in the incident of begging for rain and was scolded miserably.

In the past few days, Wu Xie and Zhang Qiling went from being back to back on the double bed to sleeping in separate rooms.

Wu Xie slept on a double bed in the bedroom with an air conditioner, and it was stuffy before going to bed. He forgot to turn off the air conditioner when he turned it on, and trembled in the middle of the night to touch the switch.By the way, put your ear to the door to listen to the movement of the opposite door - of course there is no movement.

Have fun and cool off.

Throw four words to yourself, yawn and get back on the bed.

The cause of the incident was a diary, the kind of notebook that was rotten in the stationery store ten years ago, soft cover, 32 carats, average paper quality, and the cover was curled.Wu Xie wrote it when he was in high school. He had always had the habit of keeping a diary. Firstly, he loved writing to practice his pen. Secondly, he just wanted to record some things.Probably because I was careless when I moved the books and didn't classify them properly, this diary was inserted into Gu Long's collection of novels.On the first night after buying the new bed, Zhang Qiling went to his study to look for a book to read, and found this book.He was also in that study at the time, busy writing in his notebook, Zhang Qiling asked if he could read it, and nodded without thinking.When it was nearly twelve o'clock, I closed the document and was about to leave the study, only to remember the contents of the diary.

Almost half of the diary is devoted to a girl, the first love in the strict sense, the first girl to get it—of course, not the so-called "got it" after [-].But it was enough for him to regret it.When I was in high school, I was more literary and artistic. Sometimes it is a simple matter. After processing in the brain, it will narrate the unique color of romance novels.Keigo Higashino said that everyone who writes a diary subconsciously imagines that someone is reading it.So the diary will not be completely realistic-not to mention that it was still following the Wenqing route at that time.

The light was off when I walked into the living room.Hastily walked outside the bedroom, opened the door and took a look, Zhang