On the bone

In Zhao Rui's view, the death-defying behavior, he couldn't hold the fire to kick Wu Jianzhong, pulled Pei Xiaoxiao and was robbed by the fire, Mu Mingyi rushed to give a heavy blow, and was stopped by Jiang Yuhan who rushed over... All this happened at the moment of closing the door. Like pressing the delete button, Ning Huiran's mind was completely emptied.

All that remains is the body odor that is getting stronger and stronger from Mu Mingyi's body. After finishing, the light fragrance that belongs to Cheng Xinhai completely disappears, and Ning Huiran can't smell it anymore, but it will kill him even more. one

If the smell of Cheng Xinhai can instantly substitute him into Xia Pei, and bear the pain that is still deep in his heart and hurts when he touches it, then this man's original body odor is a kind of mixed with male hormones, which makes his skin goosebumps It was the first time Ning Huiran felt the special smell so quickly...

Embarrassed for a while, he couldn't control it, so he could only bend down and pretend to tie his shoelaces. When he untied and tied the two ropes, he thought how could he be so shameless, and made Mu Mingyi a thunderstorm that shook Zhao Ruiqi. Accomplish that kind of virtue, but he only thinks about this? ?

You inhuman thing.

Cursing, and going so hard, Ning Huiran lowered his head, held the hat in his hand obediently and cowardly, and made a painful self-examination, saying that all his mistakes were his fault and he was to blame... Mouth As he moved, the tip of his nose rubbed back and forth against the brim of his hat. He smelled the fragrance of shampoo and the cool breath of mint. He couldn't get it out of his head. It was a little sweet and a little icy, like a soft smoothie sucked into his mouth in summer, rather Huiran wanted to take a bite.

"What's wrong?" Mu Mingyi has been typing on the phone since just now.

Ning Huiran sat up straight and wiped the drool on his hat: "I shouldn't do anything, I can't bear it and let it go, I'm too impulsive..." Although I knew it was impossible not to be impulsive, even if there were crew and He was tied to filming, and he wanted to be free. Ning Huiran gathered Guo Xiaoxian Huizi and his gang to beat Wu Jianzhong until he became incontinent, so he didn't dare to come to him again.

But then again, he is good.

"No need, take off his arm and it's mine." Putting down the phone, Mu Mingyi walked up to Ning Huiran and squeezed into his leg.

At first, Ning Huiran didn't notice anything, he sat on the edge of the bed, his legs naturally drooped and opened, and his hands rested on his thighs.

He overslept during the wrap-up banquet and didn’t have time to change his clothes. The top and bottom of the T-shirt and sweatpants were very thin, especially the pants were very skin-friendly and close-fitting. When he pulled his fingers under the force, he easily pressed his fingertips into the flesh, looming Showing the sensuality of her thighs... Ning Huiran raised her head and smiled at Mu Mingyi, teasing him as an actor with a mouth full of swear words, grabbing people's heads and bumping them against the wall, which is so exciting, I guess there were many fights in school, whether it is a school bully or a bad boy...

Stop laughing, the burning temperature in Mu Mingyi's eyes really scalded him, following the other's line of sight, Ning Huiran looked down at himself, and finally understood what was going on... He didn't straighten his pants when he sat down. The material stretched his legs, and he could clearly see what he was wearing inside.

Ning Huiran moved closer subconsciously, but he didn't realize that Mu Mingyi was still there, and it wouldn't hurt much when his legs hit his legs, but Ning Huiran still called out, a hoarse cry with a strong breath hidden behind it.

He was really flustered, his heart was beating [-] paces, and he made out with Mu Mingyi more than once or twice, but he didn't look like this... No, just smelling the smell of this person can make him lose control, and he hasn't seen him for a few days To people, it's too much.

Closing his eyes, he frantically ordered himself to calm down, but Mu Mingyi didn't give him this chance at all. He inserted his hand into the roots of his hair, and pulled it against his scalp, Ning Huiran's whole body trembled.

Pain ran through his body like a torrent, not to mention being so rough and stiff, even if he gently touched his face or his shoulder now, Ning Huiran couldn't bear it.

In a panic, he put his head down and hugged Mu Mingyi. He didn't want this person to see him, but he could also hide his face in a deaf way—the height of the hug was just enough to let his face touch his abdomen.

It was warm, with a real sense of touching flesh... Ning Huiran opened his eyes suddenly, and Mu Mingyi's exposed tight belly distorted his mouth. He looked up at him in surprise, and his shirt buttons were unbuttoned from bottom to top One by one, Mu Mingyi's other hand was still rubbing the back of his head.

When the clothes fell to his feet and rubbed against his ankles, his beating heart suddenly contracted. Ning Huiran trembled his two thin long eyelashes, his mouth was slightly open, and his cheeks were rosy. His mouth must be hot and soft, Mu Mingyi watched but did not move, but pulled Ning Huiran's T-shirt from the back condescendingly.

Raising his arms high, he got out from the neckline of the T-shirt very cooperatively, and the clothes slipped to his wrists. Ning Huiran habitually wanted to pull his hands out, but Mu Mingyi didn't let him do so, and twisted the T-shirt into a ball effortlessly. , firmly trapped his hands.

In this way, it is clear at a glance.

With a smile in his eyes, Mu Mingyi hugged Ning Huiran's back and pressed him onto the bed.

His gaze gradually came into focus. Mu Mingyi was topless, leaning against the head of the bed with loose trousers, and the edges of his light white underwear were stained with dark marks.

Moving his gaze upwards slowly, Mu Mingyi doesn't like things on his neck very much, except for the small black mole hidden in the collarbone fossa, they are all clean, unlike his right wrist, which not only has a watch, but also a thin Bracelet.

At this time, the wrist and the back of the hand are very sticky due to being soiled by something, especially the sliding fingers, which wiped out several marks on the screen of the mobile phone.

Ning Huiran saw that his face was hot, and was about to help him take out the tissue on the bedside, when he suddenly realized, he went up to grab it: "Isn't this my phone?!"

In an instant, he flipped his hand, and the phone ran into the other clean hand. Mu Mingyi caught Ning Huiran's mouth with the dirty one, and a foul smell rolled into his tongue. Ning Huiran immediately covered his mouth: "... ...whose?"

"mixed."

"Fuck you." Ning Huiran said angrily.

Mu Mingyi raised his eyebrows, looked up from the phone, and smiled ambiguously.

Ning Huiran's expression was indescribable. He got up and got out of bed, and suddenly remembered that the phone was still in this person's hand. He turned his head and found that Mu Mingyi was really extraordinary in breaking people's thoughts. , Zhao Rui fell into his hands just now.

"Why do you have my mobile phone password?" Ning Huiran didn't care about brushing his teeth, crawled back to bed and reached out to grab it again.

Mu Mingyi turned around, the screen of the phone continued to be on, and he was still doing something to his phone wantonly.

"You told me."

"What..." Ning Huiran's eyes widened, and after a moment of daze, he remembered, that's right, he really said it, this person was holding him to "torture" him, and he couldn't resist all the moves.

"Despicable, shameless."

Ning Huiran had a serious expression on his face.

Mu Mingyi looked up, slightly startled: "You don't like it?"

"……like."

The other party smiled after hearing this, and said to him softly: "You are so cute."

cute? !

Ning Huiran's eyes swished to Mu Mingyi's eyes, trying to figure out if he was serious, but the man lowered his head, smiling, and returned the phone to Ning Huiran.

"What are you doing?" Ning Huiran took it and glanced at it.

"Uninstall Weibo, and lock some apps you don't need." Mu Mingyi took out a tissue and started to clean up. Ning Hui flicked one block after another on the screen in amazement, and found that even the browser was confiscated.

"Brother, don't you..." The more Mu Mingyi behaved like this, the more panicked he became. This disaster seemed to be more serious than he imagined. For a moment, Ning Huiran's expression became turbulent, with worries, anxiety and guilt.

As if he was exploring how many expressions he could change, Mu Mingyi looked at him playfully while wiping his hands.

When Ning Huiran got annoyed and calmed down, Mu Mingyi said, "It's not that Wu Jianzhong or hot searches can't be solved, but I don't want you to waste energy on these meaningless things. Weibo you You don’t need to look, you can be ignorant of everything outside, you just need to look at me alone.”

It’s different from Mu Mingyi’s hot search when he got into trouble last time. He has a different understanding of his personality and behavior methods. It's because the relationship with him is completely different... The current self doesn't have to worry about it at all.

That's what I mean.

"Let me be obedient?" Ning Hui smiled, and sat on both sides of Mu Mingyi's waist, hugged his back with his arms, and wrapped his calves and ankles around the two long legs like vines.

I didn't expect Ning Huiran to have such a proud and flexible physique. Even if he fell to the ground at this time, Mu Mingyi didn't think he would fall off his body.

There is no place on the whole body that is not sticking, even the face hits Mu Mingyi's neck.

"Are you good?" Mu Mingyi stroked the broken hair at the base of Ning Huiran's ear, and kissed his ear.

"Very nice."

Mu Mingyi took a mouthful of earlobe: "Hey, you don't sleep?"

"Your trick doesn't work, it's even more uncomfortable to take medicine." Ning Huiran hid his ears deep in his neck, and his voice was muffled, kind of begging for mercy: "Is it okay if I don't take it..."

Mu Mingyi frowned, compared to Wu Jianzhong's messy things, Ning Huiran was the one who worried him the most: "Why are you angry when I do a show with Yuhan?"

"Who told you not to say it in advance? I wasn't mentally prepared." Ning Huiran was very annoyed at the mention of this, and angrily bit the back of Mu Mingyi's neck.

Mu Mingyi moved a little, and looked at him coldly; "Is it necessary to say? A job."

The temperature in his eyes dropped obviously. This arrogant attitude not only removed his suspicion, but also artificially created a feeling that the other party was making trouble for no reason.

Ning Huiran was extremely upset about this, but he didn't attack it. He knew that he didn't care about this matter at all.

Knowing that Mu Mingyi and Jiang Yuhan were making a show, the first reaction of his brain was to reflect the shadows of Cheng Xinhai and Qin Ran. He couldn't control himself, and a surge of anger welled up well, which made Zhao Rui and Wu Jianzhong see the clues.

"Angry?" Ning Huiran blinked his big eyes, and rubbed the stubble on Mu Mingyi's chin with the tip of his nose.

"Want to coax me?" Mu Mingyi lightly pecked his forehead: "Just sleep well."

Ning Huiran's limbs fell apart, rolled onto the bed, covered the back of his head with the pillow, and let out a moaning moan with his face down: "Who the hell doesn't want to sleep...Brother."

Mu Mingyi patted him, looked at the watch and got off the bed slippers. While taking off the watch strap, he went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

Before going in, Ning Huiran heard Mu Mingyi say to him: "Tomorrow at noon, the crew will check out, is the time tight at the school? Can you find some time..."

The sound of rushing water was covering the back, and Ning Huiran followed Mu Mingyi to the ground, shook the wrinkled T-shirt vigorously, and shouted: "Brother Yi, what are you talking about, make it bigger!" Voice!"

Putting on his sweatpants with his head down, Ning Huiran rubbed his hands, carefully checking whether their things were on them, and suddenly raised his head as if hearing something, and looked at the figure in the bathroom in surprise.

Mu Mingyi leaned against the glass door and smiled slightly at him: "I mean, come home with me."