Song Yuzhang

Song Yuzhang is a veteran, but also a novice. Nie Xueping is too tall, and he can't deal with him with the way he used to deal with the little boy. He just kissed the face and felt a little at a loss. After thinking about it, he decided to take off Nie Xueping's coat first. It's just that Nie Xueping is lying down, and the coat is not easy to take off, which can be called extremely uncooperative.

Song Yuzhang saw that he just smiled and didn't move, his eyes were deep and blurred. He didn't know if he was drunk, so he went over and kissed him, and coaxed him in a coaxing tone: "Hey, raise your hand."

Nie Xueping remained indifferent, just lying down and smiling.

Song Yuzhang went to untie his tie again. After the tie was scattered on the side, he patiently went to unbutton Nie Xueping's shirt. When he unbuttoned Nie Xueping's shirt from top to bottom, Song Yuzhang's hand was held.

Song Yuzhang raised his face, and Nie Xueping was looking at him with a smile, "Stop making trouble."

Song Yuzhang also laughed, "Mr. Nie thinks I'm joking with you?"

Nie Xueping took his hand, slowly rubbed the pads of her fingers on the back of his hand, pulled his hand to her lips and kissed it, and then patted the place beside her.

Song Yuzhang hesitated for a moment, and lay down beside him.

Nie Xueping helped him with her hand.

Song Yuzhang bowed slightly, he felt very comfortable being taken care of by him, but also very dissatisfied, after all, he didn't do any serious business, and it was so boring.

After the incident, Nie Xueping got up and went to the bathroom next to him to wash his hands. Song Yuzhang lay down for a while, then sat up with a clear heart, thinking that Nie Xueping liked him but didn't work with him, could it be to whet his appetite?At this age, still playing hard to get?Not so.

Song Yuzhang even began to miss Chen Hanmin a little.

In any case, Chen Hanmin's show is real.

Finding a cigarette from the cabinet next to the bed, Song Yuzhang lit it and smoked, his eyes slightly blurred.

Food and sex, he is not a monk, at the age of 20, what do you want to do if you don't want to do this?He has been tense and motivated enough these days.

Song Yuzhang stood up, with a cigarette in his mouth, and stuffed his shirt into his trousers.

Song Yuzhang walked to the door of the bathroom without a word, and knocked lightly on the door of the bathroom.

"Mr. Nie, you can sleep here, I'm leaving first."

Nie Xueping opened the bathroom door, the water still dripping from her hands.

His clothes were also messed up, his tie was untied and hung loosely under the collar of his shirt, but the buttons had been buttoned up again, only two buttons were left unbuttoned, revealing a bit of solid clothes that did not match his gentle appearance. chest.

Song Yuzhang admitted that Nie Xueping had some special attraction for him.

But Nie Xueping's repeated refusals really disappointed Song Yuzhang.

The first time or two can be said to be fun, but Liudu stayed overnight, and he still used his accent, which is boring.

Song Yuzhang took the cigarette away from his mouth, and said very politely: "It's fine if you go back, I'm leaving anyway."

Nie Xueping looked at him, and suddenly asked, "Where are you going?"

Song Yuzhang smiled, raised his eyes and said, "Go home." Then he could not help laughing, "Otherwise?"

Nie Xueping also smiled, and stroked Song Yuzhang's cheek with his wet palm. His palm was very hot, but the water was cold. Song Yuzhang's cheek was frozen by the water in his hand first, and then his warm hand Touching his cheek so hot, he took a puff of cigarette, turned his face, sprayed the smoke from his mouth on Nie Xueping's wrist, and said with a light smile, "Don't tease me."

Song Yuzhang was in a lazy mood, and didn't want to argue with Nie Xueping. Nie Xueping had a gentle temperament, and there was nothing wrong with it, but he didn't want to sleep with him. He, Song Yuzhang, never bought or sold by force.

Song Yuzhang turned around and was about to leave. When his cheek brushed Nie Xueping's palm, he pressed it back. Song Yuzhang's lips were immediately kissed. Nie Xueping kissed him many times, always with the beauty of restraint, but this time he kissed him The root of the tongue was numb, and the incessant swallowing in the mouth made people feel very surprised.

Nie Xueping suddenly snorted.

Song Yuzhang opened his eyes, glanced over, and hurriedly shook off his hands as if waking up from a dream.

He forgot that he was holding a cigarette in his hand, and just now he kissed too much, and pressed the cigarette butt on Nie Xueping's shoulder!

Nie Xueping's shirt was burned with a cigarette butt, and a hole was exposed. A bit of scalded skin was exposed from the hole. It was bright red and looked very painful.

"Are you okay?"

Song Yuzhang pulled up his shirt, and looked at Nie Xueping's injury through the small hole. Before he could look twice, his waist was suddenly hugged again.

Nie Xueping hugged him tightly.

Song Yuzhang felt Nie Xueping, his hug was so warm and strong, making people feel safe and relaxed.

Song Yuzhang involuntarily closed his eyes again, the tip of his nose wrinkled slightly, his eyelashes trembling slowly.

Pinching the cigarette with his fingers, Song Yuzhang turned his face, stuck out his tongue, and went to Nie Xueping's lips again.

The palm slowly got in from Nie Xueping's shirt.

He touched Nie Xueping's back, the undulating muscles, the straight bones, the smooth and fiery skin, and the slightly rough burns.

Looking up from the half-open eyelashes, the lips that had just parted were stuck together again, kissing for a while, until the lips of both of them became wet.

Song Yuzhang took a deep breath, the two people's smells in the air were inseparable, and it was particularly irritating to inhale into the nasal cavity.

Song Yuzhang's breathing became slightly heavy, and so did Nie Xueping's.

Song Yuzhang put his arms on his shoulders, met his eyes, and said jokingly: "Honey, you really make me unbearable."

Nie Xueping's expression flickered, and with a sudden force on his arm, he directly hugged Song Yuzhang horizontally. Song Yuzhang looked at Nie Xueping with a little surprise, but Nie Xueping had already leaned over and kissed him again.

Then, things started to get a little out of hand.

This is Song Yuzhang's second time here.

The first time, things happened too suddenly, shock and panic occupied most of his mind, even if there was any other feeling, it was completely overwhelmed by other thoughts.

This time, he finally tasted this completely different taste prepared, concretely, and thoroughly.

One of the two is a young man in his prime, and the other is in his prime. Finally, Song Yuzhang has had enough of his addiction, and it has become too big.

Song Yuzhang really "can't bear it".

But besides this "unbearable", there is also quite a good feeling, which makes people think about it after a rest, and "can't bear" after doing it. After going back and forth, I really understand what it means to want to live and die.

Song Yuzhang realized that his vision was indeed narrow in the past.

Because, it's really comfortable!

I don't know if it's because Nie Xueping is very good, or because of other reasons, in short, it's just comfortable!

Of course, compared with Meng Tingjing, Nie Xueping is not only a bit stronger, but also has years of experience, not a young man. Although the two fought all night, Song Yuzhang still felt very comfortable. Crisp, lazy and comfortable.

The quilt was thinly covered around the waist, Song Yuzhang half-lyed and half-reclined to smoke, put his feet on Nie Xueping's body, and looked at Nie Xueping with a smile.

Nie Xueping usually dresses up airtightly, and rarely reveals his skin, but now he is naked. The muscles and bones on his shoulders make people feel very powerful, and the reddish wound is slightly scratched. After being injured, the feeling of being profaned became more prominent. Song Yuzhang rolled over and sat on Nie Xueping, with a cigarette in his mouth, and lightly covered Nie Xueping's wound with his hand, "This needs medicine."

Nie Xueping supported his waist, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Song Yuzhang puffed on his handsome face, and every puff of smoke filled his heart with a sense of blasphemy.

Nie Xueping, such a serious person, is quite...haha!

Song Yuzhang gritted his teeth on the cigarette, sat back suddenly, and looked at Nie Xueping with a teasing gaze, "Mr. Nie, do you not care about it?"

The room was dark, and Nie Xueping's face was vaguely hidden in the shadows. He hugged Song Yuzhang with both hands, but he lifted him off his body and put him next to him.

Song Yuzhang held a cigarette in his hand and looked up. Nie Xueping leaned over and kissed his fingers again.

"Never mind it."

Song Yuzhang turned over, and half of him stuck to Nie Xueping's body. Nie Xueping's flesh was warm, and it was very comfortable to lean on in the autumn. Song Yuzhang smoked and said, "Why? Do you think I can't do it?"

Song Yuzhang stretched out his hand, but was held down by Nie Xueping again. Nie Xueping hugged him, kissed Song Yuzhang deeply, and hooked back the smoke from Song Yuzhang's mouth. Song Yuzhang hurriedly pinched the smoke into the ashtray behind him, While embracing him, he said, "Mr. Nie, you can't do it anymore?"

Last night the lights were kept off, and Song Yuzhang kept kissing Nie Xueping in the chaos, without seeing the expression on his face. At this time, there was a little light outside the curtains, and Song Yuzhang half-squinted his eyes to look at Nie Xueping. It doesn't look very real, I just feel that Nie Xueping's lip line is very tight, but it is still a curve of patience and restraint.

The people from Nie's family sent two sets of clean clothes, which were complete inside and out. Song Yuzhang had passed the embarrassment time, and put on his clothes calmly after taking a shower. Nie Xueping also put on his clothes, and Song Yuzhang again Pulling it away, Song Yuzhang asked someone to bring a scald ointment, and applied some medicine to the wound on Nie Xueping's shoulder, "I'm afraid it will leave a scar."

"Then stay."

Song Yuzhang finished applying the medicine on him, and then helped him fasten his buttons, laughing while fastening, "I left you a souvenir this time, what should I do next time?"

Nie Xueping put her arms around him, and leaned her lips against his ear, "Is there a next time?"

Song Yuzhang put his hand on his button, "What? Are you dissatisfied with me, Mr. Nie?"

"no……"

Nie Xueping laughed subtly, and leaned into Song Yuzhang's ear, "It turns out that I was overthinking."

Song Yuzhang leaned in his arms and thought for a while, he figured it out, raised his head and said, "Did Meng Tingjing say something to you?"

Nie Xueping smiled without saying a word.

Song Yuzhang thought that according to Meng Tingjing's temper, it must be that he ran away after sleeping and then abandoned... But it seems to be true, he said with a smile: "Mr. Nie is so easy to trust others?"

"Believe it or not."

Nie Xueping still used the same old saying, and Song Yuzhang waited for his answer.

Nie Xueping didn't explain anymore, just kissed Song Yuzhang's forehead, "Are you hungry? Eat something."

The breakfast is made by a local master, and several stacks are arranged delicately.

Song Yuzhang wanted to sit down to eat, but was stopped by Nie Xueping.

Nie Xueping turned to the sofa to get the cushions.

Song Yuzhang's face was a little red. Although the two of them had indeed slept all night, it would not be so obvious. He had just broadened his horizons, and he was a little embarrassed to be exposed in front of people other than Nie Xueping. There are so many people watching here... …Is it necessary for everyone to know what they did last night?

Nie Xueping took two cushions, put one on each of the two seats, and said calmly: "It's cold."

Song Yuzhang breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time realized that Nie Xueping really thought of everything, thinking about what he thought, so he really didn't regret choosing him.

Song Yuzhang sat down, and it was much more comfortable with the cushion. In fact, he was not injured last night, but after Nie Xueping sat down, he secretly touched Nie Xueping's thigh under the table, and Nie Xueping raised her face and smiled at him , reached down and squeezed his hand, "Let's eat."

Song Yuzhang's first experience was terrible from the beginning to the end, but this time Nie Xueping took care of everything, which made him feel that there are advantages to being old.

While the two were having breakfast in harmony, a follower from the Nie family came in to report the news.

"Master, Master Meng is gone."