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The evil dragon has no home to return to, so it chooses to live in a human place.It seems to be begging, but he still hugs Xie Qingcheng, as if he wants to taste the new things in the locker room that he hasn't tasted enough.

The dragon tagged a person, but that person turned around and cleaned himself up. The dragon was very unwilling and patted his tail, naturally wanting to tag him again.

a few hours later.

Xie Qingcheng's eyes were distracted, lying between the pillows.

Although he had re-established his line of defense psychologically before and chose to accept and accept it, he still couldn't do it physically.

But now, he began to doubt whether it was a mistake for him to agree to He Yu to continue this relationship in order to solve the obstacle that missed his time.Because the little bastard's physical strength is too good... It really affects his arrangement even more.

He Yu lay lazily beside him, twirling his fingers around his slightly longer black hair.

"Brother. How did I behave just now?" The young man's desire is very strong, as long as he sees even a trace of lust appearing on Xie Qingcheng's face, He Yu seems to be electrified from the tailbone, and he doesn't remember anything tired. The young boy's energy seems to be inexhaustible, and he only wants more.

It's different from Xie Qingcheng who just wants to get rid of him and sleep with him.

Now, Xie Qingcheng's body is a kind of tranquilizer for him.

No matter how harsh Xie Qingcheng said, no matter how decisive his attitude was, as long as He Yu slept with him, he would settle down and his aura would become very good.

His mood calmed down, and the dispute just now seemed to be nothing at this moment.Chen Man is nothing.Anyway, Chen Man couldn't eat it, so he was so hungry.

He Yu's eyes looking at Xie Qingcheng at this moment are much gentler after all, that kind of gentleness peeled off the usual gloomy meaning, very pure, just like a normal 19-year-old boy in love.

It's a pity that Xie Qingcheng didn't look at him.

He Yu called him again: "Xie Qingcheng."

Xie Qingcheng did not respond.

He Yu touched the corner of his lips, "Do you hurt?" Xie Qing ignored him.

He Yu hugged his waist again, and kissed his shoulder blades to his collarbone: "Are you comfortable?" Xie Qing addressed him, and Xie Qingcheng said: "Can you get out?" He Yu smiled, but it was shameless: "I'm so tired, you don't understand me for my hard work? I want you to sleep with me for a while." Xie Qingcheng looked at the ceiling coldly, and said for a while: "Now you really don't hate men at all. "

"I'm disgusting." Xie Qingcheng sneered, "I really don't see any difference between what you're doing and being gay." He Yu's face darkened, and after a long silence, he said, "This is different."

"Why is it different?" The young man was very paranoid, as if trying to prove something: "Then I will only be like you."

"..." Xie Qingcheng slowly rolled his eyes, and his gaze fell on He Yu's face, but his gaze was cold, colder than the snow on the window edge, "You are not gay anymore just because you are with me, are you fucking ridiculous? "He Yu's face became even uglier, and deep down in his heart he seemed to know that this was wrong, but it was nothing more than forceful words, but he still chose to turn a blind eye to his inner cross-examination.

He said: "I don't like other men, so I'm willing to have sex with you."

"I don't want anyone else."

"Xie Qingcheng, I don't like men."

"Are you blind, I'm a man."

"You are different, you are an exception." Xie Qingcheng was silent for a moment, and there seemed to be some cold and cruel knife shadow hidden in his tone: "Why?"

He Yu didn't know the reason either, could it be the first time complex? But of course it's impossible to say.

He is "He Yu who has slept with many women".

So he said casually, "You...you look good."

"Thank you, then if I scratch my face, can we end this boring game." The boy didn't expect that his casual words would bring such a reaction, he was startled suddenly, got up and looked down at him: " Xie Qingcheng!" But then the coldness subsided, he stared into Xie Qingcheng's eyes, and regained his composure: "No, you won't."

"Why wouldn't I."

"You are a person who cherishes life. You take life very seriously." Xie Qingcheng's peach blossom eyes slowly closed, and his Adam's apple rolled: "I'm sorry, kid, I take my own life very lightly." He Yu suddenly He became ruthless, as if his heart had been hit by something, he lowered his voice, and said sharply in Xie Qingcheng's ear: "If you dare, I will lock you up, cover your face, and torture you to death Die——!" Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes, and those peach blossom eyes looked at He Yu extremely coldly: "When did you like my face so much? I have never seen you think I am so pretty before." He Yu replied not come out.

In the end, he only said to Xie Qingcheng ruthlessly: "You, you will never disfigure your face for me. Could it be that I am so important to you?" Xie Qingcheng remained silent, and after a long time, his voice flowed like ice After passing the still warm mattress, he sneered: "That's true."

"What do you care about, He Yu." There was some sigh in his voice.

He Yu felt uncomfortable for no reason.He didn't like him calling him He Yu.

He realized that Xie Qingcheng hadn't called him a kid for a long time—not since that night in the clubhouse.

Because of this feeling of discomfort, He Yu pestered Xie Qingcheng for a while, and when he recovered, it was completely dark.

In the evening, Chen Man called again.

He was still not at ease with He Yu and Xie Qingcheng's previous state, and wanted to ask what was going on.

Of course, it was impossible for Xie Qingcheng to tell the truth to Chen Man, so he said: "...It's okay, I had a little misunderstanding before, just explain it."

Chen Man chatted with Xie Qingcheng for a few more words, and then said that he wanted to come to Xie Qingcheng's place to eat Yangzhou fried rice after get off work in a few days.

He Yu just listened to the conversation between them indifferently, and then after Xie Qingcheng hung up, kissed Xie Qingcheng's slightly cool lips. Kiss, kiss from the cold to the wet and hot.

"Brother Xie." In the end, he slightly opened the distance between himself and Xie Qingcheng, both of them couldn't help breathing quickly, but Xie Qingcheng's eyeballs were already cold.

He Yu stared at the pair of tricks, and then said: "Will you get up and cook me fried rice? I also want a bowl of porridge."

"..." Xie Qingcheng thought, absolutely.

There was haze in He Yu's eyes because of Chen slowness, but he bargained coquettishly and said: "If you want me to go, then I will leave after eating." Whether it is between the same sex or the opposite sex, it is rare to take the initiative After Fang Shuang finished the whole night, he asked the person who took it to get up and cook.

Normal people usually go to the kitchen to wash their hands and make soup, or order a hotel room service to deliver a meal. Even if the ancient faint king favored a court lady, he would at least ask the eunuchs to wait on others after finishing the work.But He Yu is shameless and is a special case.

And what about Xie Qingcheng? Xie Qingcheng originally wanted to scold him, but he was so tired that he was tired of looking at He Yu—it takes energy to argue, and now he doesn't even want to use the strength to look at He Yu .

What's more, he didn't want He Yu to feel that he was tossed to the point of losing his strength. He always thought that he was a pure man and had to be strong.

In order to let him go early, Xie Qingcheng got up and cooked without saying a word, with a calm face as if nothing happened.

His waist was sore and he felt unspeakable discomfort, but Xie Qingcheng internalized these discomforts, and now from his face, all He Yu could get was endless indifference.Like a ruin, the invaders dug three feet, but could not find any treasures that made people happy.

He Yu got dressed and got up to visit him in the kitchen. His heart inexplicably changed from calm to anxious, from anxious to lost, and then from lost to bewildered. Boredom.

"Xie Qingcheng, put less sesame oil."

"Xie Qingcheng, chop the onion finer."

"Xie Qingcheng, don't put salt in so early." He deliberately picks and chooses, but he actually doesn't know how to cook, and Lu Ban is holding a big ax in front of the door, and his instructions are unreasonable.

He thought the man would turn his head and yell at him like before—but the man didn't.

What he said, Xie Qingcheng would do what he said indifferently, as if after being disgusted to the extreme, he would deal with it without saying a word, and dismiss it without emotion.

Compared with Xie Qingcheng's previous attitude that he was at least willing to argue with him, this kind of silence made He Yu even more upset.

He walked over, suddenly hugged Xie Qingcheng's waist from behind, turned his face to kiss Xie Qingcheng's neck, put his hand on Xie Qingcheng's wrist, and asked him to let go of the porridge spoon.

Xie Qingcheng ignored him at first, and fixed his peach blossom eyes on the blue fireworks dancing on the gas stove.

In the end, he was probably really annoyed by He Yu, and finally without looking back, he said coldly: "If you want to be in heat, you still have to eat." But he was cold, and He Yu seemed to feel that the smell of disinfectant was more interesting. It seems to be a deep pheromone, he actually doesn't want to be so animalistic, he is always well-dressed in front of people-to be precise, before going to bed with Xie Qingcheng, even behind people, he is also very gentleman, Never touched any women.

Xie Qingcheng was like an elder who led him into the deep forest of the Garden of Eden. No matter what the reason was, the final result was that he let him enter there. After the young man entered, he suddenly understood something. A kind of primitive hope was ignited.

Then he wanted to linger with this man who tolerated him for the first time all the time, in the forbidden area full of animal desires, to taste the excitement that was still new to him.

He Yu lowered his eyes, kissed the back of his neck, and said, "Let the porridge simmer slowly for a while." On a cold day in late autumn, the stove lit a fire, and the inside of the house was much hotter than the outside, and the old-fashioned window panes were covered with a layer of white mist. , inside and outside can not see each other clearly.

But Leng Buding had a hand propped on the window glass, that hand was paler than ice and snow, with long bones, and there were some convulsions when it was propped on it, if you look closely, you can still see that hand pressing against the window glass trembling.

Then another hand that looked younger clasped it up, clasped the back of the original hand, five fingers covered five fingers, and clasped it tightly. This time I didn't even need to look closely, the window was shaking violently, It was almost in jeopardy, about to be shaken to pieces.

At this moment, there was a muffled sound in the room, and the two hands moved away from the window glass, and a clear mark was brought out on the glass. Yinzi, you can vaguely see that the man on the kitchen counter has been replaced by a lying posture, you can see his scattered black hair, wide and straight shoulder blades, and if you look up, you can see the expression of the young man standing in front of the kitchen counter Hot face.

Is this the fanatical and obsessed look on the lonely dragon's face as he chews on the human sacrifices on the stone bed?

The answer was silent, just like the winter wind, snow and warm fog, which quickly covered the clear marks on the glass windows.What happened inside, the window fog was very thick, so no one could see, their voices were very low, deliberately sealed, so no one could hear clearly... In the end, there was only an uncontrollable muffled hum faintly coming from the crack of the window sill. It leaked out, changed its tone slightly, and leaked into the wind and snow.

The black shadow swayed, looking at the flowers in the mist, it was black hair, jade-colored back, intertwined fate, as if one was hugging the other.

The dragon lowered his head and tapped the human shoulder with his scarred beak.

The room was too hot, and the aftertaste of passion turned into a pool of hot spring water, soaking the two people soaked in sweat.

"Don't cook for Chen Man in the future." He Yu's voice was slightly panting, wild like a beast, a little clingy, and a little nervous.

"I don't like him, he's an annoying gay." He still has the face to say this kind of thing—he has the face to say that others are gay even though he is still in Wen Ruanxiang.

Xie Qingcheng pushed him away as soon as he was done, but he was cold quickly, only his chest was still rising and falling rapidly, but the eyes looking out through the wet forehead were already very cold, it was so cold that it made one's heart chill.

"Ten thousand steps back, He Yu. Even if he's gay, he's better than you." Finally, he opened his lips slightly, and said to He Yu with almost no waves, "Even if he's gay, he's never acted like this to me. Inexhaustible interest. Unlike you." Pause, sarcasm.

"Good one." The words were calm but sharp, "Heterosexual through and through.