The boy's lips are brightly colored.

It's as tempting as a cherry soaked in water, making people want to bite down for no reason.Zou Chen made a strange move and fell down, touching the tip of the boy's nose before he woke up.

The man took a deep breath and stopped in mid-air.

calm.

As he adjusted his breathing, Bai Qiu and the man held hands slightly harder.

The young man raised his head, and his moist lips were caught off guard against Zou Chen's tight thin lips.

The man's lips were dry, warm, and minty.

"!"

Zou Chen's pupils constricted.

The sweetness of lemon permeates the young man's lips and teeth, with a hint of mellow aroma unique to wine.

Very shallow, but slowly pouring into the brain, soaring drunk.

Make people involuntarily indulge in it.

Zou Chen's thin lips were pursed into a line and slightly parted. In the end, the man still chose to obey his heart.He closed his eyes, the boy's lips were as he imagined, even sweeter and softer than cherries.

Lips and teeth blended together, the man who wanted to taste it, couldn't help biting the young man's wet lips lightly.

Sweet.

The sweetness of the lemon is wrapped in a little bit.

Zou Chen deepened almost uncontrollably.

It wasn't until he touched the soft tip of the boy's tongue that he suddenly came back to his senses and raised his head to break away from the kiss that made him addicted.

"call."

The man tilted his head and exhaled slightly.

There was a sweet and greasy smell in his breath, it was mixed after intimate contact with the boy, and it didn't belong to him.

Lemon, mint, and unknown bouquet.

Converged into an indescribable ambiguity.

Zou Chen pursed his lips in annoyance.

A smile flashed across Bai Qiu's eyes, he stared maliciously at the man's Adam's apple that kept rolling, and pressed his lips against it.

The young man held the man's Adam's apple slightly, and kept touching, licking, and biting with the tip of his tongue.

"Well."

Zou Chen couldn't help but snorted.

Sensitive key was teased in this way, the trembling numbness gushing out from his soul made him tense his body uncontrollably, and he tried to speak, only to realize that his voice was hoarse and terrible.

"Master..."

Zou Chen paused.

When he opened his mouth, the young man slowly moved in circles as his throat trembled.

"Young master, please let go."

Zou Chen's breathing was rapid, he tried his best to support his body with his wrists, his voice trembled slightly at the end, his voice was hoarse, and his eyes gradually became darker.

"……do not do that."

Bai Qiuquan pretended not to hear it.

The man's slightly conniving behavior made him even more insane, until a drop of sweat hit the tip of his nose, and the boy let go with his eyes dim.

The air conditioner is turned on a bit high.

The stained wine evaporated, and the air was filled with dry heat.

Zou Chen raised his head slightly, the veins in his bony fingers bulged, bent downwards, and he grasped the bed sheet tightly, grabbing a trace.

The man lowered his head, his deep eyes fell on Bai Qiu's face.

The young man's hair was disheveled, his expression was misty, his porcelain white skin was flushed, his red and swollen lips were slightly parted, panting softly, as if inviting someone to taste it.

...he had just tasted it.

"Master."

He lowered his eyes: "Are you drunk...?"

"Ok?"

Bai Qiu looked at Zou Chen blankly, leaned forward, wanted to press the man's lips again, and said vaguely: "It's so comfortable..."

He stretched his right hand into the man's suit and poked into it. Zou Chen's figure was thin, but just looking at him, his body was covered with a thin layer of muscles, which were slightly damp from sweat.

"do not do that."

The man's voice became hoarse.

Almost exhausting all his strength, he forced himself to get up and pull away, taking a slight breath.

Zou Chen stared at the young man's face with a complicated expression. A drop of sweat slipped from his chin and hit Bai Qiu's face. He closed his eyes: "Don't be like this...Master Bai Qiu, you are drunk."

The man's expression fell into his eyes, and Bai Qiu's eyelashes trembled slightly.

"The hangover soup should be here soon."

The man adjusted his breathing, got up and straightened his neckline. The young man didn't make any other unnecessary movements, probably because he was tired from tossing and tossing just now, and now he looks very well-behaved.

Zou Chen was tall and straight, walked out of the hotel room unhurriedly, still looking calm and indifferent.

The moment the door is closed.

The man leaned against the wall in a panic, his mind was a little messed up, he tried to sort out his messy thoughts, but to no avail.He can't help but think of the soft lips of the boy.

For a moment, Zou Chen wanted to indulge him.

Just for a moment.

Is Bai Qiu awake or unconscious?

If he is unconscious, he only feels that his despicableness is clearly visible.

If there is...

The man leans against the wall.

Zou Chen didn't know what mood he was in now.

What he didn't know even more was the boy's mind.

It's like a robot that can only set the program to work non-stop, wrapped in a silk thread called liking.Silk threads wrapped around his body in a disorderly manner, and the existence beyond the program made him at a loss.

If you are not careful, you will trip over the silk thread.

But he didn't know how to do it.

just right.

Simply and rudely tear off the silk thread, or sort it out.

Not surprisingly, the former is easier and simpler.

But...that's the robot going back and forth to life repeatedly.

The first occurrence of the color.

Zou Chen exhaled slowly, his gaze fell on the dial on his wrist.

5 minutes have passed.

He took off his messy suit and put it on his arm, went downstairs, and ordered a bowl of hangover soup. The hotel's hangover soup was ginger soup, and the brown sugar still had an astringent taste of ginger.

Bai Qiu likes sweets very much.

Zou Chen asked for two pieces of toffee from the front desk of the hotel and held them in his hands. He refused the lady at the front desk's kindness and went upstairs with the tray.

Bai Qiu seemed to have fallen asleep.

The boy's sleeping posture was not well-behaved, he was stretched all over, revealing his white and tender legs.

"..."

Zou Chen pursed his lips and looked away.

Afraid that Bai Qiu would wake up with a headache the next day.

He gently helped the boy up, and called out, Bai Qiu answered in a daze, opened his mouth obediently, the man held the spoon, and fed it into the boy's mouth bit by bit.

After Bai Qiu finished drinking, he couldn't help frowning, and said aggrievedly, "Bitter."

Zou Chen hesitated and squeezed the candy in his pocket.

When a person falls asleep with something in his mouth, it is easy to choke.

He patted the young man's back, and comforted him clumsily: "It won't be hard when you fall asleep."

Bai Qiu: "..."

thank you.

Zou Chen carefully tucked the boy's legs into the quilt, tucked the corners of the quilt to make sure it was correct, his eyes accidentally fell on Rare's slightly red and swollen lips, and he coughed before looking away.

"Master, I'm leaving."

Bai Qiu didn't respond.

Zou Chen walked to the door on his own, turned off the lights, changed his shoes, and turned his head uncontrollably the moment the door was opened.

The boy pulled the quilt tightly, only his fluffy head was exposed.

Zou Chen has a lot to say.

But in the end, he just slowly spit out the two words that appeared in his imagination countless times but never said before.

"Good night."

good night.

What a strange word.

The man didn't leave, he leaned against the corridor of the hotel, his eyes fell on the room number, he took out a toffee from his pocket, peeled it off, and the sweet taste melted in his mouth.

Zou Chen's tense body relaxed slightly.

He had wanted to say these two words for a long time.

From the first time he left the orphanage and was adopted, to the first job, the boss with a kind face told him to rest earlier.

pity.

The man looked down.

His adopters want to sell him.

His boss wants him to go to jail.

Zou Chen stood quietly in the corridor until dawn, then went downstairs to order a breakfast for the boy, went out, and took a taxi.

The driver was a talkative middle-aged man who looked to be in his 30s.

He asked enthusiastically, "Where are you going?"

Zou Chen reported the address.

The driver looked at him from the rearview mirror. He had an outstanding masculinity, holding a suit that was worth a lot of money at first sight, his shirt was wrinkled, his face was slightly tired, but still exuded a sense of luxury.

It's not like someone who lives in that kind of place.

"Are you looking for someone there?"

"No."

Zou Chen lowered his head and said calmly, "Go back to 'home'."

If it can be called home.

The author has something to say:

Zou Chen: Don't worry, guard the door, but don't let him know.

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I will be in v in two days~

There will be a small red envelope in the comments of chapter v!

Thanks to 37847423 for mine, mua~

I bought an egg tart today, it is very expensive, but the egg tart is really delicious!

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