aren't we rivals

Xitang Lake winds around the mountains, with a catchment area of ​​more than 20 square kilometers. Because of the fireworks show, there are twice as many flower boats in the lake than usual, but even so, it is not enough to cover the lake. .

All kinds of flower boats are scattered on the lake, like bright lanterns, some facing the street, some near the mountains, and some hidden in the continuous lotus leaves.

In the lotus leaves far away from the fireworks show area, the water is rippling and the lotus is swaying.A quaint black-covered boat is docked here, shaking gently.

Meng Chi leaned back on the deck at the bow, with one hand resting on the back of his head and the other on the edge of the boat. His slightly parted lips continuously let out heavy panting, which was mixed with the sound of insects.

He half-closed his eyes and looked up at the night sky, admiring the vast night view, while Yu Tingzhi, who was half-kneeling in front of him, raised his eyes and admired him.

The sound of fireworks and explosions on the shore became ethereal, and in the black-covered boat, insects groaned and hummed, human voices echoed, and Yu Tingzhi's figure rose and fell from time to time.

Fireworks exploded in the sky, and the dark night was illuminated by the light for a moment and then returned to darkness. As the light flickered, Meng Chi's raised neck was also dyed, and his Adam's apple slid up and down, letting out several unbearable gasps.

His five fingers resting on the side of the boat tensed suddenly with the change of light and shadow, and the bone line clearly protruded, as if he was trying to restrain something. After a while, he suddenly relaxed, and then he lifted it and landed on the top of Yu Tingzhi's hair.

Meng Chi clasped his five fingers tightly, hair like black hair passed through his fingers, shaking gently in the breeze.

The breath floating on the lake changed its rhythm again, sometimes heavy and sometimes long, overpowering the humming insects and the sound of tsk-tsk water.

Another brilliant firework exploded in front of his eyes, and Meng Chi raised his upper body in shock, his raised neck was like a full bow, ready to go.A moment later, a white stream of light flashed across Yu Tingzhi's face, and the fully drawn bowstring slowly relaxed, and Meng Chi lay back down as if he was exhausted, enjoying a moment of peace and joy.

He looked at Yu Tingzhi who was kneeling on the deck in a dazed way, the gentle and noble teacher Yu, his hair was messy, his lips were bright red, glowing with lustrous water, dotted with a little white light.

"I couldn't hold back." Meng Chi was a little embarrassed, he sat up and wanted to reach out to help him wipe.

Yu Tingzhi smiled slightly, and wiped off the water stains at the corner of his mouth with his thumb: "It tastes good."

"Teacher Yu, don't do this." Meng Chi blushed with embarrassment, and lowered his raised hand to cover his eyes.

This scene can't be watched too much, he can't help but want to do something more.

Yu Tingzhi raised his eyebrows, leaned down and removed his hand, looked into his eyes and asked, "What don't you want? You don't like it?"

Staring at Yu Tingzhi's lustful eyes, Meng Chi suddenly discovered that the sense of contradiction in Yu Tingzhi no longer made him feel uncomfortable, but only made him feel stimulated and excited, and could easily mobilize all his desires .

"No," Meng Chi said. He reached out and touched Yu Tingzhi's eyebrows, and slowly slid down along the bridge of his straight nose, finally stopping on his still bright red lips, "It's just that if you hook me like this again, I will I want to do something more."

Hearing this, Yu Tingzhi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, said "then continue", then opened his mouth and bit Meng Chi's finger, grinding it gently.

The slight pain in the fingertips made Meng Chi narrow his eyes slightly, and the warm and moist feeling in his mouth made Meng Chi unconsciously want more, so he added another finger to hook Yu Tingzhi's soft tongue, stirring out the sticky The greasy sound of water.

"Mr. Yu, don't you know what a cherry stalk is? I think you have a very flexible tongue." Meng Chi teased him with a smile.

Yu Tingzhi laughed noncommittally, and bit his fingertips gently as if punishing, which made Meng Chi's breathing disordered again.

After all, it was outside, Meng Chi didn't mess around anymore, and he and Yu Tingzhi simply cleaned up and returned the boat, anyway, tonight is still a long time.

On the way back, the two of them didn't forget to go to a hidden self-service store for adult products on the street to buy tools.

Thinking of the crude wooden bed in Yu Tingzhi's room, Meng Chi took Yu Tingzhi directly to his room.

Meng Chi's room was on the second floor near the back. It was very quiet and private. It was specially reserved by Jiang Hong to take a nap in order to take care of him. Even if they pretended to stay all night, it didn't matter.

When the two came back, Jiang Hong was watching a TV series in a teahouse. She saw the main character in the TV show parting from life and death, and she cried so much that she was like a pear blossom with rain. Why come back so early, why don't you play for a while.

"I'm too tired, so I'll come back and rest." Meng Chi hid the tools behind his back. Although there was no shop name on the handbag, it was white and frosted, and you could still see the contents if you looked closely.

Seeing that Meng Chi's skin was still a little rosy, Jiang Hong smiled and said, "I think you've been annoyed by the little girls. Didn't many little girls treat you to tea this year?"

Meng Chi didn't go shopping in the tea street this year, so no one brought him tea.

As soon as he said "no", Jiang Hong was no longer interested in him, and turned to ask Yu Tingzhi: "Mr. Yu is so good-looking, there must be many girls who brought you tea? You didn't drink it, did you?" ?”

Yu Tingzhi glanced at Meng Chi with the end of his eyes: "Yes, I'll drink it."

Jiang Hong opened her eyes wide, sighed regretfully, and then said with a smile: "It seems that I have met my sweetheart."

Yu Tingzhi nodded: "En."

Jiang Hong sighed in her heart, thinking that her cousin might be out of action, and seeing Meng Chi's upturned mouth from the corner of her eye, Jiang Hong asked doubtfully, "Teacher Yu has met his sweetheart, why are you smiling so happily?"

"Because," Meng Chi raised his eyebrows, "I also met."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Jiang Hong to gossip, he pulled Yu Tingzhi upstairs and walked upstairs, leaving a sentence: "I won't disturb you watching TV, good night, go to bed early."

Jiang Hong stood there in a daze for a while, before muttering: "I'll just say that my peach blossom wine attracts peach blossoms, tsk tsk."

After entering the room, Yu Tingzhi pushed him behind the door and kissed him impatiently. Meng Chi accepted his forceful kiss on his lips, but refused it with his hands.

"Take a shower first," Meng Chi said.

Yu Tingzhi bit his lip, helped him undress, and led him to the bathroom.

"Let's go together."

Meng Chi smiled helplessly, "Teacher Yu, why are you in such a hurry?"

Yu Tingzhi took his hand to cover his hot body, his voice was hoarse: "I've endured all the way, do you think it's in a hurry?"

When we were on the boat just now, it was actually Meng Chi who couldn't help it.It was probably because the atmosphere was just right, or because he had actually suppressed it for a long time, those ambiguous mutual temptations, provocative words, every time touched Meng Chi's heartstrings, so after confirming his mind, Yu Tingzhi's kiss Just let him be in a mess and abnormal spirit.

Although Yu Tingzhi helped him solve it, he didn't do much to explain it himself.Meng Chi knew that he had just taken advantage, so he didn't say anything else at the moment. He stripped off Yu Tingzhi's clothes that were in the way, and pushed him under the shower. While kissing him, he squatted down and turned on the shower faucet. switch.

The warm water sprayed out from the shower, pouring the two of them all over their bodies.Meng Chi opened his mouth as if thirsty, and blocked another faucet that was emitting tiny drops of water.

Although the water source was not as violent and urgent as the shower, it was scorching hot. Meng Chi swallowed it, feeling his throat was numb from the scalding, and he groaned unconsciously.

White water mist pervades the small bathroom, everything is becoming hazy, and two light shadows, one high and one low, can be vaguely seen.

As the water vapor continued to condense, the two blurred shadows began to change, or they hugged each other face to face, raising their long legs high;Sometimes it looks like a bow, sometimes it looks like a moon, swaying in the mist.

The murmur of the water, the ups and downs of breathing, the water vapor on the walls and mirrors condensed into beads, which kept falling and gathering according to the rhythm, sometimes depicting five fingers and palm shapes, sometimes depicting broad shoulders and narrow waists, showing a series of beautiful lines body painting.

In addition to the sound of water and breathing, there are some other rhythmic sounds during the collision, which are added as an accompaniment, composing a song of love.

I don't know how long it took, the moon was on the branches outside the window, and this audio-visual feast gradually came to an end.

Meng Chi felt like a mermaid in rigid form now, she could no longer use her legs, so she could only hang on Yu Tingzhi's body and let him carry her out of the bathroom.

"Teacher Yu, isn't your physical strength a little better?" Meng Chi begged for mercy in Yu Tingzhi's ear weakly, "have pity on me, I'm so tired."

Yu Tingzhi: "You still have a lot of sets to buy."

Meng Chi: "..."

After a moment of silence, he said again: "I don't want you to use it up once, we are going to take the route of sustainable development."

Yu Tingzhi was amused by him, he could see that he was really tired after a busy day, so he didn't bother him any more, and carried him back to the bed and stuffed him under the quilt, the two embraced each other and fell asleep, having a good night's dream.

The next day, when Meng Chi woke up, it was already high in the sun, and the sun shone through the dark curtains.

Probably because he was in a good mood, Meng Chi slept very well that night, although his legs were still a little sore.Yu Tingzhi was already awake, lying on his side and staring at him.

"Morning, Teacher Yu." Meng Chi's voice was still hoarse after waking up, so it sounded a bit coquettish.

"It's getting late, the sun is drying my ass." Yu Tingzhi put an arm around Meng Chi's lower back.

Meng Chi chuckled, seeing Yu Tingzhi's complexion was good, he guessed that he also slept well, and the second child was also in good spirits.

But because of the timely knock on the door, Meng Chi didn't help him. He got up from the bed and put on his clothes. Through the peephole on the door, he saw that the person standing outside was Song Min.

Meng Chi glanced back at Yu Tingzhi, saw him put on his clothes and walked into the bathroom, and opened the door.

"Teacher Meng, you just woke up." Seeing that Meng Chi still had a little sleepiness on his face, Song Min was a little embarrassed.

"You didn't wake me up. I was already awake, but I just didn't get up." Meng Chi pulled his shirt to cover the marks on his chest, and asked, "What do you want from me?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you if you know where brother Tingzhi has gone. You two were together last night," Song Min said, "I just went to his room to look for him, and I knocked on the door for a long time but no one answered. No phone..."

Speaking of this, Song Min's words suddenly stopped, his brows that were slightly frowned suddenly loosened, his pupils also dilated, and he looked in shock at Yu Tingzhi who came out of the bathroom behind Meng Chi.

"Brother Tingzhi, why are you here?" Song Min asked in surprise, and immediately his gaze shifted from Yu Tingzhi's face to him, and he saw clothes that did not belong to him at first glance, and The ambiguous red mark on the small piece of skin exposed on his chest.

Song Min's words "did you sleep together last night?" immediately turned a corner and changed into a sentence: "You... slept?"

"That..." The corners of Meng Chi's mouth twitched, and he coughed in embarrassment. He parted his lips and didn't know what to say for a while.

Why is it that Song Min, who usually looks like an innocent little wood, is so discerning now?

Different from Meng Chi's embarrassment, Yu Tingzhi said "Yes" very calmly: "Is there any problem?"