I live in Two-dimensional by sand sculptures

01.

Yoshiwara at dusk is very beautiful.

At this time, the sky in Yoshiwara is misty, the uppermost layer is light celadon glaze color, bamboo moonlight and lake blue gray are mixed together, jasper stone and cloud gray are mixed and uncertain.The clouds reflect the sunlight, forming a mottled and strangely glorious Yoshiwara dusk.

Under such a scenery, it should be a very beautiful thing for lovers to meet each other, and one of them is still wearing a glamorous women's clothing, and even half exposed shoulders.

But if one of them is called Chiba Kiyohiko, then everything is different.

Qing Yan shook his hands with the hand on his chest for a while, and looked at Zhong Yuan with a blank expression all the time, so he had no choice but to put away his hands regretfully, and put on the messy clothes.

Nakahara Chuya's tense expression finally eased, and there was a sentence he couldn't vomit, so he vomited: "I have a problem, even if you are a man disguised as a woman, you don't have to have big breasts Right." He doubted Qingyan's aesthetic ability a bit, but if Qingyan likes him, it means that Qingyan's aesthetic ability is qualified... Wait what he was thinking, did Qingyan suddenly transform? This is it.

Hearing Nakahara Chuya's question, Kiyohiko raised his head and stared at the bloody sunset, his tone became blurred, and his voice even trembled a little: "I just want to prove——this kind of me, even if it's like this I, too, have something that I can win with my own hands. ①" Serious nonsense, and using beautiful sentences to refer to some bad behaviors... It is also Qing Yan's daily operation.

The voice fell, and there was silence all around.

Zhongyuan put his hand on the hat in embarrassment, and then took it off again.

After Kiyohiko said this, he looked expectantly at Nakahara Chuya, the gentle warm light of the setting sun shone on him, his eyes shone like a small cluster of flames.But for those who like it, a spark can also start a prairie fire.

Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't resist such gazes, so he was half forced and half voluntary to comment on Qing Yan's words: "The only thing you can get with your hands is to pretend to be your breasts... This seems too sad. But It's quite rigorous, after all, it's two hands... what am I talking about..." He was talking and his head was buzzing.

Then he thought that after being seen by other Hong Kong black people, he would probably be so surprised that he would take off.

"Hey, I was complained by the teacher." Qingyan leaned over while saying this, "Teacher, we haven't seen each other for a while, and I have done a lot of things recently. After dressing up as a woman, I entered a girl's house, Then I learned a lot. I tried to tell my mother that I don’t need to study, and that I can serve others in Israel, but failed, and my mother disagreed.”

Nakahara Chuya: "..." He listened to these bizarre words in bewilderment, and then thought, how could Qingyan always come up with some new tricks for him.

Then Qingyan briefly talked about the things that happened during this period, now is the eve of the war, and there is not much time to spend together.

"Speaking of serving people in Israel, does the teacher think I am qualified?"

He asked like this, and continued to approach Nakahara Chuya while asking.

Nakahara also pinched Kiyohiko's chin to prevent him from sticking it directly.

But the distance between the two is already very close.

Nakahara Chuya's appearance is very handsome, his eyes are very beautiful, but when he is serious, the cobalt blue pupils seem to be embedded with ice that emits a cold light, which makes people tremble subconsciously.

Being stared at like this, Qing Yan felt like a weak prey being targeted by the mafia boss.When this feeling rises up, more fantasies can't help but grow up.

The teacher didn't answer his own question, is it because the question is a bit out of bounds?

Did you offend the teacher?

Zhongyuan Zhong is also very good-looking, but he is a down-to-earth practical person. When he first joined Hong Kong Hei, he was gossiped about his appearance, so he probably hates the kind of Israeli servants. people.Kiyohiko thought.Oh, I really shouldn't just indulge myself and talk nonsense because of Zhongyuan Zhongye.

Qing Yan thought so, and then said his own words.

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his eyes, bit his gloves with his teeth, and took off one of his gloves.

"Ah, it might make the teacher unhappy, right..."

Nakahara also pressed his lips with his fingers.

"no need to say sorry."

His voice was low and hoarse.

"Eh……"

Kiyohiko raised his eyes to look at Nakahara Chuya, and then he opened his mouth and bit Nakahara Chuya's finger.

"The teacher didn't even bother to talk to me just now."

He held Chuya Nakahara's finger in his mouth and said vaguely.

"That's because," Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked into his eyes, "I was tempted by you, so I was at a loss for a while."

He said such ambiguous words in a very calm voice, and such a strong contrast was even more difficult to control.

His expression didn't change much when he said this, but the words carried a firm ambiguity that couldn't be rejected.

Under the sun, he stood upright, his long suit was quietly drooping, and the shirt inside was rolled up, and he could see the graceful and powerful muscle lines on his forearms.

The black hat casts a shadow over his face.

This scene made my mouth dry for no reason.

"And with me, you never have to apologize."

Zhongyuan Zhong also took out his own finger from Qingyan's mouth, which naturally involved some things that were inconvenient to describe in Jinjiang, and then he put his finger on his lips and kissed it lightly.

"There is no need to panic, this is my promise to you."

Qing Yan hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "Understood."

"Okay." Zhong Yuanzhong also put on the gloves again, "I need to continue to evacuate the crowd here, do you still have something to do there?"

"Yes." Qingyan said, "Then I'm leaving? The teacher is also busy?"

"Yeah." Zhong Yuan nodded, and turned to leave first, his black suit raised a sharp arc in the wind.

Qing Yan watched him leave.

Like the setting sun of blood, the temperature of the body has not yet cooled down, and the high temperature has provoked some of the seven deadly sins.

It was an indirect kiss just now.

Is it just an indirect kiss?

Obviously the last time I kissed indirectly.

Kiyohiko had a mess of thoughts in his mind.

But he saw Zhongyuan Zhongye suddenly turned around and strode towards him.

Qingyan: "Teacher, why..."

The waist was grabbed and pulled forcibly, and the feeling of being hugged was extremely clear.

"It doesn't feel like enough, just the exposure doesn't satisfy me."

Chuya Nakahara's voice was unprecedentedly low.

"so--"

When he said this, a faint flame was burning in his cobalt blue pupils.

"Okay, can I have some more?"

02.

Then they had a passionate kiss that Jin Jiang couldn't describe, and they had a great kiss.