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twisted the body.Jaeyoung's fingers brushed the concave curve of Sangwoo's back.

While the foreplay was going on, suddenly an orange tail appeared in front of her eyes.Shang Yu turned his head irritably, and Jae Young pointed to the exit with his finger, trying to get rid of this disharmonious factor.

"BiBi! Brothers are mating, go home. Hush."

Meow.

"We'll be waiting for a long time, don't wait."

After confirming that the cat had left the garage, Jaeyoung pressed the remote.The blue shutter door slowly fell, isolating them from the outside world.

Jaeyoung picked up Shangyu in his arms and put him on the hood of his favorite car.Against the red background, Shang Yu's black hair spread out, and the wonderful sunlight came in through the narrow window and fell on his face.The dust in the light was dancing, and the black pupils shone like a mirror, reflecting Jaeyoung's appearance.

"This picture is absolutely perfect."

Jaeyoung covered the eyes that could see these beautiful scenery with his eyelids, and bent down.In this way, other feelings will become more vivid.

"Shang Yu..."

Jaeyoung occasionally remembers the day when he entered the 10-pyeong single room in Eunmyung-dong for the first time when he was skin-to-skin with him. At that time, Qiu Shangyu, who was as young as a child, locked the bathroom door, Make him angry.

At that time, he would still be anxious about sleeping with him once, and that kind of trivial matter has been in the past for a long time.This black mamba rushed straight towards his heart, occupied the room called Xinxin, coiled up, and never left.Only feed on sincerity, and spit out other things.

"Shang Yu."

"Ah."

In front of the love filter, the field of view is all pink.The neck of the swan that made Zaiying so fascinated still had red traces of passion, and a blush appeared on his cheeks.The tightly clasped hands also convey the temperature of coloring.And the never-extinguished flame burning in those black pearl-like pupils.

"Qiu Shangyu."

The big tree that cannot be blown down by the strong wind, the second tire of the rickety wheelbarrow.

The moment he was convinced of the connection with Shangyu, Jaeyoung thought how much he loved this man, how good he became because of this love, luck and happiness, life, moment and eternity Messy stuff like that.But he won't say any of them.I told him several times before, but Shang Yu always interpreted these as superficial.

They were originally two types of people living in different temperatures and colors.Ever since their lives intersected, although they have intersected countless times, they are still not homogeneous but heterogeneous.Because of this, this love is unique and irreplaceable in Jae Young's world.

"Honey, it's so hot."

"Of course. The highest temperature today is full of... huh!"

Gone are the days when goblins armed with emotions monopolize the throne of muses. The muses of 21st century art are these sweeping robots that are not equipped with skills such as mind reading, but so what?

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