On the bone

one by one

The shirt is the one on Mu Mingyi.

The long hem covers the buttocks, and the shirt is loose and loose on the body because of a body that is one size too big. The sleeves are also long, and Ning Huiran is not willing to roll them up. He grabs the cuffs with both hands and puts them deep between his nose. Taking a deep breath, it is full of the smell of Mu Mingyi.

Ning Huiran took a bath the most annoying and laborious. He didn't even bother to wipe it after washing. In the past, Mu Mingyi helped him. If he wanted to, he would wear his clothes on his body. His hair was helpless, and the water was dripping and uncomfortable. Let it go anywhere else , Leaving a large area of ​​wet spots, he ignored it.

Fasten a few buttons at random, Ning Huiran didn't want to wear wet slippers, went downstairs barefoot, Mu Mingyi sat on the sofa in the living room, came into sight bit by bit, this man was half naked, only wearing a pair of thin summer pants The cool trousers, white and see-through, hang down and fit on the legs with moisture.

For Mu Mingyi, who is half naked, Ning Huiran loves his waist and abdomen the most, and his eyes are always inseparable. Unlike before, this time he didn't focus on the two waists that extend into the waist of his trousers. The muscles are deep grooves, but a little lower—these pants are worn close to the flesh, and the inside is empty.

It is a sitting posture with open.open.legs.

Ning Huiran's eyes were pinned, and he couldn't move, so that he stumbled on the last two stairs and jumped down.

Jumping up and down in embarrassment, he didn't stand completely until he reached the edge of the coffee table, even though he didn't leave that place for a while.

Inadvertently twitching the corners of his mouth, Mu Mingyi leaned forward slightly to grab the cigarettes and lighters on the coffee table. He only did this from the corner of his eye, and he kept looking at Ning Huiran's eyes.

Ning Huiran didn't meet Mu Mingyi's eyes, he didn't have time at all, he licked his mouth as if he hadn't had meat in 800 years, and kept looking back and forth at that place, making Mu Mingyi hang his head , followed him and looked at himself...

At some point, Ning Huiran was startled by the sound of the lighter snapping.

He looked up, and Mu Mingyi was pushing the cigarette he was holding to his mouth, with his outstretched fingers covering half of his face. Ning Huiran always thought that Mu Mingyi's unique smoking action was very cool, no matter how you looked at it, it was exciting.

Exhaling a lot of white smoke, Mu Mingyi tilted his head back, stretched his arms to the maximum extent, and put them on the back of the sofa. No matter whether he took a puff of smoke or not, his eyes were always fixed on Ning Huiran, his eyes were heavy.

Ning Huiran looked around unnaturally, and when he saw Mu Mingyi's pants again, he was startled... his face was as red as he wanted, and his breathing was hot.

The other party came to feel it.

Of course Ning Huiran knew what to do, he remembered every detail of the scene in the play.

Walked over, climbed onto Mu Mingyi's legs face to face, the hem of the shirt was parted to the two sides, the hem of the shirt rubbed against his thighs, and even the itchy feeling was the same as before. It was this scene that made him realize that his feelings for Brother Yi were not right It's so bad, I love this person like long grass in my heart...

Clinging to the outside of Mu Mingyi's legs, Ning Huiran knelt down. Mu Mingyi was still acting like he was acting at that time. He didn't restrain himself because he came up. Hui Ran couldn't keep his balance without supporting the back of the sofa behind him, which was almost the same as the posture Yu Li had directed at that time.

"Really acting?" Smoke came out of this person's nose, from thick to transparent, and gradually spread between the two of them.

Ning Huiran didn't answer, only panting slightly.

The next puff of smoke was generously sprayed on Ning Huiran's face, Ning Huiran closed his eyes reflexively, and opened them again Mu Mingyi was about to bite his Adam's apple.

It was like this in the play, when Xinhai licked the small protruding bone on Xia Pei's neck.

The movement was very fast, not sure whether it had passed through the brain, Ning Huiran actually dodged backwards, and almost fell off Brother Yi's legs on the back of his head. Thanks to Mu Mingyi's extraordinary reflexes, he grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms. Huiran took advantage of the situation and hugged Mu Mingyi's neck.

With such a big commotion, not only Ning Huiran was in a cold sweat, but Mu Mingyi was also taken aback.

"Hui Ran, what are you thinking?"

Hearing this, Ning Huiran's heart skipped a beat, he knew he couldn't hide it from this person, Mu Mingyi's eyes were too sharp and his thoughts were too dense.

With his head down, he didn't speak.

"You're not very interested in the car," Mu Mingyi pinched the tip of his small chin and looked at Ning Huiran Eyes, voice softened: "What's wrong? Huh?"

"Just... a little..." Ning Huiran bit his lip, and after a while, he turned his gaze back to Mu Mingyi, and said earnestly, "Brother Yi, I'm afraid."

"Afraid of pain? Afraid of discomfort?" After the smoke went out, Mu Mingyi listened intently.

"……Not at all."

After finishing speaking, fell silent.

Mu Mingyi was not in a hurry, he put Ning Huiran's hand in his palm and rubbed it gently, as if to encourage him to continue talking.

Not long after, the voice sounded.

"Brother Yi, do you like me?"

"What kind of problem is this?" Mu Mingyi frowned, and didn't move his hands: "I don't like you letting you on my lap?"

"Then where do you like me?"

Mu Mingyi raised his head suspiciously, and Ning Huiran met him with bright eyes. Mu Mingyi raised his eyebrows: "What do you think I like about you? I'll follow your advice."

"It's too messy, Brother Yi?!" Ning Huiran was unhappy: "All according to my opinion? Well, I say you have to like me, only like me, no matter what I become, what state I am, ugly I am old, I am fat, I am hungry, I am thin, I don’t care if it is reasonable or not, as long as I am angry, angry, sad and sad, how much my mother scolds me, how much I cry, you have to like it, and you have to rush to coax me. Can't...fuck, what a mess."

He couldn't bear to listen to it, Ning Huiran waved his hand, saying forget it, pretending not to say anything.

Mu Mingyi had already grabbed Ning Huiran's hand when he said the word "forget it", and then the word "didn't say it" was suppressed by Mu Mingyi's angry "No".

Ning Huiran opened his eyes wide, looking at Mu Mingyi in surprise.

"I'll accept everything you say, and I'll pamper you, no problem."

Ning Huiran was stunned by these words, and then he thought for a while: "...how can you guarantee it?"

"It's almost meaningless." Mu Mingyi didn't let go, from grasping to gripping, he overlapped Ning Huiran's hand in a similar way, and stuck it to his left chest together: "Look at my actual actions."

"...You don't seem to have coaxed me much." Ning Huiran pouted

"If you don't give me a chance, how can I perform?" Mu Mingyi seemed to be provocative, but also seemed to be playing tricks, and he couldn't tell whether it was good or bad with a smile: "Why don't you lose your temper at me now, I'll try."

Mu Mingyi must be able to deceive people. Although there are not many such impressions, Ning Huiran knows very well that for a decathlon, an acting school that can control any character set, and intentionally coaxing Xia Pei with sweet words His skills come at his fingertips in minutes, and if he really wants to coax him, it will definitely not be bad.

What Mu Mingyi said was right, he had no chance, and with this person's calm personality, he couldn't get angry himself, and when he got angry, the other party controlled the rhythm, and in the end it didn't matter.

"Farewell, I'm still fine."

The good life is tired and crooked, and it is not happy to find it.

Ning Huiran sat down obediently, he turned to grab Mu Mingyi's hand, lowered his eyes, and slowly rubbed the other's palm to bring warmth.

"Hui Ran, do you know what I like most about you?"

Raising his eyes, Ning Huiran looked at him.

Withdrawing his hand, Mu Mingyi flattened his palm, stood it up, and approached one of Ning Huiran's eyes at an angle, from very close to completely close to it. In an instant, his eyes were dark. Ning Huiran didn't hide, but just used A ragged breath expresses his feeling.

Then, Mu Mingyi asked him to blink hard a few times.

Ning Huiran did as he did, and the hot air from Mu Mingyi's palm rushed over, carrying a strong smell of tobacco. At that moment, no one knew how much Ning Huiran's heart was throbbing, so he bit his mouth and breathed heavily. Mix thoroughly.

"Your eyelashes are so soft."

The voice was deep but filled with too much tenderness, it sounded strong, quite Su, Ning Huiran closed his eyes, the sound made him gasp in the darkness, and he heard Mu Mingyi continue to say: "So soft to me In my heart, this is my favorite..."

Before he could open his eyes, he covered his eyes with his hands from vertical to horizontal, preventing him from seeing.

"Hui Ran, I love you."

The two eyes blinked violently at the same time. In addition to the feeling of being touched, what is more profound is the accompanying wetness, especially the lower part of the palm, where the water vapor is very thick.

Mu Mingyi took his hand away, the eyes of the person in front of him were red, and he wiped his tears stubbornly, with a very bad temper; "Brother Yi, you fucking...you mean it! You have so much foreshadowing, why are you so..."

Such a shocking confession.

Ning Huiran couldn't continue, Mu Mingyi opened his arms and hugged Ning Huiran when he said "hug". Hugging him like he was strangling his neck, sniffing his nose, Ning Huiran still had to complete the sentence with a sob: "...so cheap."

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a warm smile.

Mu Mingyi just hugged Ning Huiran and got up, and the other party wrapped his legs around Mu Mingyi's waist tacitly at the same time. When walking up the stairs, Ning Huiran murmured in Mu Mingyi's ear: "It's all my fault, you mighty and majestic Little brother went back to sleep."

"You can still wake up." Mu Mingyi chuckled.

The air conditioner in the bedroom is fully turned on. The thin white gauze curtain on the window will be mostly blown up when the wind comes, revealing the thick night outside the window. There was a dim night light in the room at first, but it was turned off later. Ning Huiran didn't like it, he loved the starlight outside more.

The air conditioner is really working hard, but Ning Huiran still feels hot and sweating profusely, and Mu Mingyi is the same. When changing positions, there is a circle of human-shaped wet marks under his body, which makes people blush and heartbeat.

Mu Mingyi's body is salty, and the tip of his tongue after biting it is astringent and numb, but Ning Huiran just likes to bite. He wants to keep this person's taste in his memory forever, just like putting fresh food in a refrigerator .

When do you want to reminisce, it still smells like tonight.

……

After a night of physical exertion, both of them slept deeply the next day.

The alarm clock seemed to beep a few times, Ning Huiran woke up first, his back ached, his butt was burning, he groaned in pain at first, and then stared in confusion and cursed something.

There was no pain in the whole body, it was limp, and I couldn't control the strength of my hand. I slapped Mu Mingyi's back like a needle. Full of resistance.

"Yi...Brother Yi, get up, the plane...is late..." Ning Huiran slurred his speech, gathered all his skills and wanted to give a palm, but in the end he was not willing to give a heavy hand, stroking Brother Yi's back, stroking The touch called morning, but he didn't actually think about it. The two of them were too tossed last night, like a perpetual motion machine, and they fell asleep in the morning.

A big hand stretched out without any warning, and hugged Ning Huiran, Mu Mingyi pressed on most of his body, biting and gnawing, listening to Ning Huiran screaming, it was very refreshing.

Letting go, Ning Huiran's half face to the whole neck was covered with large and small tooth marks, red and wet.

Mu Mingyi stretched his upper arms, stretched his waist, and admired for a while the other party's expression of fear and love, not daring to provoke him, but also daring to ignore him, and opened the door naked to go to the bathroom.

Ning Huiran withdrew the ferocious eyes that were slanting the back, somehow became amused, laughed twice, put the quilt aside, got out of bed and slipped on his slippers.

Walking to the side of the bed cabinet, just as he was about to take a look at his phone, Mu Mingyi's phone vibrated.

With just one glance, Ning Huiran was stunned.

A message popped up on the screen——

come to me.

It was sent by He Wanzhi.