Spontaneous Combustion

Shen Tingmo's ears moved slightly, and his eyes slowly opened.

After seeing the person in front of me clearly, the inner emotions slowly changed from confusion and defensiveness to joy and dependence, radiant and bright.

Ruan Wei was almost laughed angrily at him, and said through gritted teeth, "Finally woke up? Come home with me when you wake up."

"I'm really sorry today, I made everyone laugh." Ruan Wei turned around and apologized to Mr. Wu, and did not forget to add: "Ting Mo's drinking capacity is average, and there will be a drinking party in the future, please let him have a little bit, please."

"It should be," Mr. Wu smiled generously, and explained to Shen Tingmo:

"Xiao Shen drank too much in the first game. We brought him here as a display, just to make fun. Don't blame him when you go back."

"Hey, how can it be?" Ruan Wei replied politely with a smile: "Then let's go first, everyone have fun."

The driver hurried over to help, and cooperated with Ruan Wei, holding Shen Tingmo's shoulders on both sides, and dragging him out.

Coming out of the revolving door, the driver went to pick up the car. Like a big dog who only knew that he had made a mistake, Shen Tingmo buried his head in Ruan Wei's shoulder without saying a word, with a good attitude of admitting his mistake.

Ruan Wei let him rely on him, he had to save some face for the man outside, and if there was any grudge, it would not be too late to settle it when he got home.

There was a wind blowing the leaves on the canopy, making a rustling sound. Ruan Wei was afraid that Shen Tingmo would catch a cold after drinking, so he deliberately changed the direction and used his body to block him from the cool evening wind.

The drunken Shen Tingmo was really dumbfounded. The usually shrewd and capable director Shen was more scheming than a fox, but now he turned into a husky with straight eyes and wheezing sounds from his throat.

Ruan Wei's anger was extinguished by his foolish appearance, his tone softened, and he complained softly:

"I don't know how much I can drink, I feel like a dick, do you still remember who I am?"

Shen Tingmo's Adam's apple rolled, and he buried his head deeper, shaking his body slightly and muttering: "Baby..."

Well, I don't even know who I am, but I remember the baby.

Ruan Wei couldn't laugh or cry, and said helplessly: "Stand firm, don't fall, I can't hold you."

Alcohol can dull the nerves and reduce the ability to receive external information.

Shen Tingmo seemed to hear the word "hug", and obediently stretched out his arms to hug Ruan Wei, and replied: "Okay, hug."

"..."

Ruan Wei looked at the sky speechlessly, his cold and distant white moonlight was disillusioned.

Fortunately, the driver moved quite quickly. When the big black Benz stopped in front of them, the driver got off the driver's seat and opened the door for them.

After finally stuffing the oversized Shen Tingmo into the back seat, Ruan Wei exhaled foul breath, followed him and sat beside him, twisted the spare mineral water in the back seat, and fed it to him.

In the confined space, the smell of Shen Tingmo's body was particularly obvious. There was a strong smell of alcohol from his mouth and nose, and the smell of second-hand smoke was also stained on his clothes.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but Ruan Wei can still smell a sweet and greasy perfume, which comes from the hostess in the clubhouse.

Ruan Wei's mood that had been relieved just now became irritable again, and said sternly: "Shen Tingmo, you stink to death."

Shen Tingmo was like a big dog being reprimanded by his master, with his ears drooping, he leaned on Ruan Wei's shoulder and murmured: "I feel bad..."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you must last until you go home. Don't spit in other people's cars," Ruan Wei wrinkled her nose and said disgustedly.

With the driver's assistance, the two worked together to help the tall and burly Shen Tingmo into the house and put him on the sofa to sit firmly. Ruan Wei thanked each other repeatedly and wanted to keep him for a while to drink a glass of water.

"Thank you for your kindness. There are other guests who need to be picked up, so I will leave first," the driver nodded politely and closed the door for Ruan Wei.

Ruan Wei rubbed her sore shoulder, turned around and came back to serve Shen Tingmo.

The hour hand of the wall clock has already pointed to one o'clock in the morning. It may be that a small amount of alcohol has been metabolized. Shen Tingmo regained his sanity and looked at Ruan Wei with misty eyes.

"……thirsty."

"Drinking so much wine, can you not be thirsty, let you do whatever you want."

Ruan Wei complained, but went to the kitchen resignedly to pour a glass of warm water, loosened Shen Tingmo's neckline, and carefully fed him to drink.

Ruan Wei couldn't bear the smell of Shen Tingmo's body, so he quickly took off his shirt and trousers.

During the process, Shen Tingmo cooperated very well. He raised his hand when asked to raise his hand, and moved his leg when asked to move. He was even more obedient than Cousin Ruan Wei's big golden retriever.

Ruan Wei threw the dirty clothes into the laundry basket on the balcony, looked at Shen Tingmo's sexy figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist, but couldn't express any charming thoughts, instead, she pinched the center of her brows in distress:

"Can you take a shower yourself?"

Shen Tingmo nodded blankly, got up and staggered to the bathroom.

Ruan Wei really couldn't let go, waited for him to enter the shower room and closed the door, gritted his teeth and followed, moved a small bench and sat on his back, guarding the door of the shower room to prevent him from slipping while taking a bath.

The hot and humid steam soon spread in the bathroom. Ruan Wei Mingming had taken a bath, and now he was sweating again after busy work. He pricked up his ears to listen to the sound of water gurgling behind him, feeling tired, sleepy and irritable.

With a "bang", there was a sound behind him, Ruan Wei didn't care about anything else, and instantly opened the slide rail of the glass door, rushed into the shower room to check Shen Tingmo's situation.

"..."

I just dropped a bottle of shower gel, and I'm fine.

Shen Tingmo seemed to have done something wrong, his neck hung down, his black eyes looked at Ruan Wei embarrassedly, he bent down to pick up the shower gel, with a shy smile on his lips, his expression was more like a large dog.

Ruan Wei blushed, and hurriedly closed the sliding door, but the scene in the shower room was like a film soaked in developing water, and it was quickly formed in an instant, deeply imprinted on his irises.

In less than three seconds, everything that should be seen was seen, and what should not be seen was also seen.

Grass, what did this cub eat and grow up.

so big.

Ruan Wei sat back on the small bench again, covered her hot and flushed cheeks with her hands, and was still sullen.

At a young age, Ruan Wei is not so pure-minded. He has already determined his sexuality, and he has explored unknown desires like other boys in adolescence.

Pictures, magazines, and small movies, in high school when hormones were the most exuberant, some students shared them privately, and Ruan Wei also watched them secretly with a curious and learning attitude.

Ruan Wei understands what he should know, but Ruan Wei has sneered at Ruan Chengfeng's chaotic relationship between men and women since he was a child. He always feels that if sex and love are completely separated, related to money, or purely for venting, it is a vulgar and contemptible behavior. Very contemptuous.

Ruan Wei's request to himself is that he must not be like his father.

Before we have a thorough connection with each other, we will never mess around. We are responsible for our own body and mind, as well as for each other.

Ruan Wei also had a real impulse, Tong Jing guessed right, Shen Tingmo was his first sexual fantasy object.

In college, if you don't unwind regularly for a while, you will end up with a pair of soggy, sticky pants one morning.

In the dream, the indifferent profile, the rolling Adam's apple, or the raised veins on the back of his hand, and his deep voice, all of them were fatal attraction, evoking the youth's vigorous throbbing.

Ruan Wei never dared to imagine that the taboo but alluring body in his dream would be so straightforwardly revealed in front of him.

Tight and well-proportioned but not exaggerated muscle lines, sculptural bone outlines, straight and shaved collarbone, water droplets dripping along the hair, a thick black secret place, like the rushing hot water vapor, Soaked Ruan Wei's heart and lungs.

Want to eat Shen Tingmo, Ruan Wei thought.

The person I like so much, and his beautiful body, must be eaten in the stomach to be at ease.

Until the sound of water stopped and the fog on the glass gradually dissipated, Shen Tingmo called him in the shower: "Xiao Wei."

Ruan Wei suddenly sobered up from the charming fantasy.

Is this wine sober again?

Ruan Wei opened the door a gap and passed the bath towel in: "Come out as soon as you finish washing, I'm going to take a shower too, I'm sweating all over."

Ruan Wei didn't expect that when it was his turn to take a bath, Shen Tingmo still refused to leave.

This guy ran to the bedroom to change into his pajamas, then turned back, and sat down on the small bench he had just sat with his back on, unable to go away.

What about guarding the door here?

It turns out that men are essentially dogs.

real dog.

Ruan Wei couldn't understand Shen Tingmo's way of thinking when he was drunk, so he had to quickly wash off the stinky sweat on his body, and stretched out his hand to beg for a bath towel.

Shen Tingmo handed the sun-dried bath towel to Ruan Wei's hand, his eyelashes blinked, and his bright eyes stared at him, as if asking for praise from the master.

"You fucking..." Ruan Wei cursed in a low voice, really unable to hold such Shen Tingmo, even a little scared.

"You...you go to sleep, what time is it, and you have to go to work tomorrow."

Ruan Wei hurried into the second bedroom wrapped in a bath towel, and just after changing into pajamas, Shen Tingmo appeared at the door of his bedroom with a pillow in his arms.

"..." Is it possible that this guy still wants to hang on?

It's true that Ruan Wei covets Shen Tingmo, but in this state they share the same bed, what if he accidentally loses his personality after drinking?

The heart is tired, the body is even more tired, let's forget it.

Just as Ruan Wei was about to chase away people, Shen Tingmo threw the pillow on the bed sheet, wrapped his strong arms around Ruan Wei like iron hoops, threw him down, and the two of them lay down together, not forgetting to turn off the light.

Shen Tingmo hugged Ruan Wei from behind, buried his face on the back of his neck, his warm breath still smelled of alcohol, and a deep voice came from behind: "Sleep..."

Ruan Wei was pinched at the weak point of the nape of the neck, like a kitten whose nape was picked up, and did not dare to move.

Shen Tingmo just hugged him quietly, quite honestly, Ruan Wei didn't have the strength to break up with him, and closed his eyes peacefully, planning to fall asleep like this.

Ruan Wei originally thought that the night of flying around was over.

That's what he thought as he was about to fall asleep, and fell soundly into sleep.

It may be that the body is too tired and the brain cannot completely switch to the resting state. Ruan Wei has many bizarre dreams.

In his dream, he was in a cartoon world, which was the animated movie he watched at night.

His remodeled Miss Rabbit and Mr. Fox stand by his side, urging him to complete the investigation of a major case.

No matter in dream or reality, Ruan Wei's essence is always a hot-blooded and impulsive young man, and he followed immediately without asking why.

The three of them broke into the villain's lair together and experienced a series of thrilling adventures. When they finally saw the target file, Ruan Wei's lower back was suddenly pressed against a hard object.

It was Miss Rabbit's carrot pistol. Because of the frequent shooting against the enemy just now, the barrel swelled and became hot, causing Ruan Wei to twist instinctively and shrink her waist forward.

"Don't move," said Miss Rabbit, changing her tone and glumly:

"Our purpose has been achieved, and you have no meaning of existence."

Grass, this three-petal mouth also knows how to play Infernal Affairs.

Ruan Wei thought bitterly in her dream.

The carrot pistol was getting hotter and hotter, and it hurt Ruan Wei's lower back. The muzzle of the gun rubbed and swam on the skin, as if looking for a place that could kill him with a single shot.

Mr. Fox is also an accomplice. He pushed off Ruan Wei's clothes, put his hands under his clothes, and played with his tight side waist and lower abdomen. He rubbed his palms against his skin, as if checking whether he was still carrying a threatening weapon. .

Mr. Fox's palms are a bit rough, with a high body temperature, and the kneading force is also great, unlike a simple body search, there is a sense of intimacy in it, Ruan Wei's sensitive waist and abdomen are itchy and painful.

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated, Ruan Wei couldn't bear this scene.

"Don't leave it here to fumble around, shoot if you have the ability, whoever loves you is the grandson!"

Ruan Wei gritted her teeth, turned her head and shouted forcefully.

Half Candy Tea

Mr. Shen: Do you want to shoot?