Become a Two-dimensional hero

This kiss lasted for an unknown amount of time. Mozart only felt like a big bang in his mind, and his perception of time was already confused.

He froze in place in a daze, neither responding nor refusing.Suddenly, Qin Tian seemed to stick out his tongue and licked his lips, and Mozart leaned back as if surprised. Qin Tian leaned forward and fell directly on Mozart.

Mozart instinctively stretched out his arms to hug him, only to realize that Qin Tian had his eyes closed and his cheeks were slightly red, as if he was asleep.

Mozart felt the sticky touch on his hand, only to realize that the wound on Qin Tian's hand was still bleeding, and he had just spilled a can of beer.The cold winter wind is still pouring into the warm room through the broken window. If you are drunk and blow like this, you will easily get sick.

Mozart first put aside the kiss just now, he picked Qin Tian up and put him on the bed in his own room next door, and then continued to bandage the wound halfway before, he applied the medicine to Qin Tian's right hand, and wrapped it with a bandage again. Circle and circle, and finally tied a cute bow.

There is one last piece of work left, but... Mozart looked at Qin Tian's face. When he bandaged Qin Tian's wound just now, Qin Tiandong didn't move. Did he really fall asleep?

Mozart wasn't sure, but the bottle of beer spilled directly on Qin Tian's body just now, and now his upper body is wet, so he can't sleep like this.Mozart shook his head, muttered "see no evil", and then helped Qin Tian unbutton his shirt while looking at the sky.

But as soon as he untied one, Qin Tian woke up. Mozart quickly withdrew his hands and raised his hands above his head to show his innocence.Mu Huatian But although Qin Tian opened his eyes, he was still very confused. He waved his hands randomly, turned over, lay down on the bed and fell asleep again.

Mozart watched nervously for a while, but Qin Tian made no other moves.Mozart: "..." Bai became nervous.

He persisted, wanting to continue to help Qin Tian take off this wet top.However, as soon as he got close, Qin Tian opened his eyes. These were the eyes of a drunk, without the usual rational and gentle pretense, but with the most authentic... childishness.

Qin's three-year-old child swears against death, wraps up the quilt tightly, and refuses to take off his clothes.Mozart coaxed him: "...Stop making trouble, be good, take off your shirt and go to sleep."

Instead, Qin Tian wrapped the quilt a little tighter.Mozart: "..." What's going on, does the male god become like this when he's drunk?

He had no way of proving it, because the army banned alcohol, this was the first time he saw Qin Tian drinking, and he didn't know whether Qin Tian was pretending.Mozart thought to himself that alcohol could also reduce IQ, so it is better not to touch it.

At present, Qin's three-year-old child is not allowed to eat, and Mozart will not let go of the quilt no matter how much he coaxes him.Mozart was helpless: "What do you want to take off your clothes?"

Only then did Qin Tian move the quilt covering his head down a little, his eyes rolled, as if he was distressed, and suddenly he came up with an idea, he smiled and looked at Mozart: "Unless you kiss me."

Mozart: "..." He suddenly began to wonder if Qin Tian was pretending to be drunk, this smile seemed to be deliberately waiting for him to take the bait.

Mozart hesitated and didn't move. He hadn't thought about what happened to the kiss just now, and he couldn't tell if he kissed again.Qin Tian saw his hesitation, let out a "hum" and retracted his head under the quilt.

Mozart: "...Okay, okay, just kiss."

Qin Tian lifted the quilt again and looked at him expectantly. Mozart sat on the edge of the bed, slowly bent down, and said to himself, I will just kiss on the cheek. Anyway, the three-year-old Qin didn't specify where to kiss. This is my lord. wisdom.

He put his hands on both sides of Qin Tian's cheeks, and the two got closer and closer. Qin Tian realized his intention, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hook Mozart's neck, and forcibly reversed the direction.

Mozart felt that the soft touch that confused him just now had returned, and this time Qin Tian didn't simply kiss his lips.Mozart felt that Qin Tian was biting his lower lip. He bit hard, but there was no bleeding. After biting, he licked it with his tongue soothingly.

Mozart: "..." The universe exploded for the second time, and he wanted to break free from Qin Tian's hands, but Qin Tian's strength was already comparable to his, and it was Mozart's neck that got stuck with his hands. Mozart couldn't break free from the position of force.

The struggle was futile, and Mozart subconsciously opened his mouth to call out to Qin Tian, ​​but his last defense was gone when he opened his mouth.Their lips and tongues were intertwined, and the kiss seemed to have magic power. Mozart gradually felt that he had no strength to struggle anymore, so he responded tentatively.

The body temperature is rising, as if a fire is burning, and the reason is burned out.Mozart completely forgot his entanglement and confusion, he responded more and more forcefully, the arm that was originally propped up did not know when it was put down, and his whole body was pressed on Qin Tian.

After a while, perhaps because he was tired from kissing, Qin Tian really fell asleep.Mozart was able to breathe a sigh of relief, and he realized that at some point, he also rolled onto the bed, and Qin Tian's arms were firmly grasping his waist and abdomen.Looking at Qin Tian's coat again, there was only a little hanging on his body, Mozart reached out and took it off completely for him, but he fell into a very embarrassing situation.

Qin Tianchi slept with him with his upper body on his back, and Mozart tentatively broke Qin Tian's hands that were holding onto his waist, and frowned as soon as he broke Qin Tian. What else would Qin Tian wake up to do?

Mozart lay obediently beside him, not daring to move.Qin Tian's brows and eyes slowly relaxed, and his breathing was slow, as if he had fallen asleep.

But Mozart couldn't sleep!Qin Tian's face leaned against his neck, and the hot air from another man's breath lingered on his neck, itching and hot.

Moreover, Mozart glanced down again, and Qin Tian's thin but implying explosive muscles were all displayed in front of his eyes. Normally, he could still hint to himself that Qin Tian had what he had, and it was no big deal.However, after the passionate kiss just now, he could no longer lie to himself.

Mozart pulled the quilt to Qin Tian's shoulders and covered him tightly.During this period, his fingers inadvertently touched Qin Tianguang's bare back, and he withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, but the smooth and tender touch of his fingertips kept lingering in his mind.

Mozart couldn't restrain his wild thoughts. He is also a healthy and strong adult man. Of course he would react to the intense kiss just now, but what he does now is to take advantage of others' danger. After all, Qin Tian is now a irrational drunk.

Mozart forced himself to think of something else to divert his attention, and he began to think about his relationship with Qin Tian.Does Qin Tian's actions tonight mean that he likes him?

"It should be." Mozart thought to himself.As for myself, is the feeling for Qin Tian really love?Mozart couldn't help but glanced down again. Qin Tianan fell asleep peacefully. The major general who will be powerful in the future is holding himself defenselessly at this moment, as if holding the most precious treasure with all his strength. He fell asleep. refused to let go.

Mozart looked at his sleeping face, and his heart softened suddenly, as if there was a voice in his heart saying: "How could I not love him? Of course I love him."

Mozart slowly put his hands on Qin Tian's back, and he hugged him back without any charming thoughts, just wanting to hold him for the rest of his life.

Feeling drowsy, Mozart pressed his forehead to Qin Tian, ​​thinking that he didn't care, he didn't care about anything, if it was Qin Tian, ​​he could give him everything he had.

At last the rabbit poked his head out of his nest, and dedicated the poor love he had carefully cherished for many years to the hero he had admired since he was a child.

Regardless of any consequences, even if it is a hell of a mountain of swords afterwards.