Lost City [Unlimited]

【Binding】

In the morning, the man opened his eyes, and when he woke up, his cold face revealed a touch of gentleness.

He tightened his arms around the young man's waist, and gently patted the young man's back with his other hand. "Good boy, Xiaoling, didn't you say you want to go to the movies, it's time to get up."

Hu Ling frowned slightly, and rubbed back and forth in the man's arms with his eyes closed, softly said: "I shouldn't have bought the morning ticket yesterday, I regret it~"

Hu Molin pursed his lips, like melting an iceberg, and his downcast eyes were spoiled with a gloomy firelight.

His voice was slightly hoarse: "I bought the ticket for the afternoon."

Hu Ling raised his head in surprise, his eyes widened suddenly. "Really! Brother, you are amazing!"

Hu Molin chuckled, lowered his head to hold those soft lips, and said vaguely: "I have something even better..."

Hu Ling pushed the man's solid chest coquettishly, and then obediently fell into the flames with him.

Hu Molin pressed the person under him, his eyes were dim, and he swung and rushed quickly.

Hu Ling's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were blurred, and he swayed forward.

Hu Molin bit the back of the young man's fair neck, as if he wanted to carve an eternal brand on him.

Before, he thought that he was going to lose him, but fortunately, his baby chose him in the end.

In the first 20 years, they had no blood relationship but were the closest brothers and family members.And in the years to come, they will be the closest companions, walking into the grave hand in hand.

【I will live in your tomb, or wait for you to be buried with me. ——Hu Molin]

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【young】

On the playground, the energetic teenagers were running, with a small basketball passing through their hands.

Fang Qiyuan, who was replaced, sat next to the young man, took a snow-white towel and wiped it off.

Hu Ling pushed his hand away in disgust, and said, "If you wipe it off, hang it up by yourself. Why do you do it to me?"

Fang Qiyuan chuckled, and insisted on teasing him with a sweat-soaked towel, "My boyfriend even despises me, I kissed you yesterday—"

Before he could finish speaking with his voice suppressed, he was gagged by a bottle of water.

"Ahem! Hu Xiaoling, are you trying to choke me to death so that I can remarry!"

Fang Qiyuan grabbed Hu Ling's shoulders and carried them into his arms, whispering viciously in the young man's ear.

But in Hu Ling's eyes, these actions were "severe and soft inside", without any fear at all.

Hu Ling reached out to wipe off the water stains around his mouth, and said softly: "If you don't have a doorman in your mouth, don't go back to the dormitory today."

Now they are in their freshman year of high school, live on campus, and have a special operation, and only the two of them live in a dormitory.It doesn't matter if the accommodation fee doubles.

Fang Qiyuan licked his lips and smirked cheerfully: "Okay, okay, I see."

He glanced at those who were secretly looking at the youth, a little unhappy: "Let's not come next time."

Hu Ling was puzzled: "What?"

Fang Qiyuan secretly kissed the young man's tender cheek, and said in a low voice: "Many people are looking at you."

In fact, this is a normal phenomenon. After all, Hu Ling has the best looks, the best grades, no family background, and a friendly and cheerful personality. He is the perfect dream lover in the hearts of boys and girls.

There is even his support group in the school, there are quite a few of them, holding the boy like worshiping a god.

Fang Qiyuan, on the other hand, is not only very handsome, but also from a good family background, his academic performance is a miserable control group, one in the sky and the other in the bottom.

Hu Ling patted his hand, "Put the paw down."

Fang Qiyuan withdrew his hands aggrievedly, and then heard the young man say softly: "I have stopped intentionally picking things up after being with you, those people should see a psychiatrist twice and it should be normal, you just pretend they don't exist gone."

The young man looked down at him, his eyes were indifferent, but they were not aimed at him.

It is really like a high god, no matter how pious the believers make offerings or heart-piercing pleadings, they will always quietly live on the throne of the gods, with no sadness or joy on their faces, and no empathy.

He looks only at the creatures He favors.

Fang Qiyuan raised the corner of his mouth.

Coincidentally, Grandpa is!

After taking a shower, Fang Qiyuan put on a pair of big pants, and then got into bed with his roommate.

Hu Ling struggled, the hands holding his ankles were strong and gentle, unable to break free under his probing strength.

Fang Qiyuan pulled his hands to the sides, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

The boy's two slender legs were pulled and coiled around the aggressor's waist.

Fang Qiyuan leaned over, held the back of Hu Ling's neck and kissed him intimately.

"Xiao Ling, I love you..."

In this not-so-spacious house, young love bloomed the most delicate flowers.

[I love you, from youthful and ignorant love, to white-haired and dead bones. ——Fang Qiyuan]

The author has something to say:

The side story has nothing to do with the main text, it belongs to the if line.

Who else do you want Hu Ling to talk about?It's over when no one replies.

The future... If it is really hopeful, bless you.