in the dark

It was already late at night when the group arrived in Phoenix. The original plan was to fly to the United States to watch the NBA scene—Xiao Jiu’s small wish, the reason why it is called a small wish, is because this wish has been fulfilled many times. Since the beginning of his interest in basketball, Song Nan'an and Song Chan have taken him to watch several times a year, but this year, because Song Jiaoye was added to the tour group, "Little Wish" was ruthlessly excluded.

After all, it is a woman, or a pair of women who are not interested in basketball. It is conceivable that even if the atmosphere is high, they will fall asleep.

So after repeated discussions among several people, the destination was decided - Fenghuang Ancient Town, Hunan.One of the popular tourist attractions in recent years is also the location of Chang'an in a well-known TV series.

After getting off the bus, a few people directly stayed at the Linjiang Inn, which was booked in advance. It was said to be an inn, but it was actually just a small hotel. Fortunately, it was convenient and the environmental conditions were not bad, especially at night. Just sit on the small balcony.

The four of them booked three rooms in total. Song Chan couldn't change his habit of pestering Song Nan'an when he was away from home, and Song Jiaoye shared a room with Xiao Jiu.

When we arrived, the first thing we did was to put down our luggage. The four of us got together and wanted to find a barbecue restaurant for supper.

Because they didn’t know much about the local area, a few people asked the front desk of the hotel directly, and decided to eat at a barbecue restaurant diagonally opposite the hotel. From a distance, they found that the business was pretty good. There were already several tables full. The size of the restaurant was not large. It's too big, the barbecue stall has been placed on the small steps in front of the store, and the narrow alley is full of people coming and going, and there is a lot of smoke.

"What would you like to order, four?" As soon as the four of them entered the store, a young girl greeted them. She seemed to be at the age of studying, and she might be doing something for the family's store during the summer vacation to reduce the burden.

"Bake three eggplants," Song Jiaoye's favorite, and compare them every time they eat. "Then come ten skewers of leeks, ten skewers of dried seeds, ten skewers of beef, ten skewers of mutton, and five chicken wings." Looking at the other three people: "Look at what you want to add? I don't know if it is enough to eat."

Song Chan moved closer to Song Nan'an, the two of them were talking about something, but nothing.He has never been very interested in barbecued food, so Jiaoye can just leave the ordering to Jiaoye.

"Pork belly and chili, the same five skewers, and a box of fried rice with eggs." Xiao Jiu glanced at the menu, added a few items, and then asked with a smile: "Sister, do you have Wangzai here? The green one. "

The girl holding the pen paused, and said apologetically, "There are no green ones, but there are red ones, is that okay?"

"Ah, forget it, let's go to Nongfu Spring."

"Okay, how many bottles?"

Xiao Jiu thought for a while, and politely said, "Three bottles, thank you sister." Anyway, judging from his second brother's daily behavior, he would take his elder brother if he had one, so he would not waste it.

While waiting for the barbecue, Xiao Jiu was very bored, Song Jiaoye kept staring at the phone endlessly, and the other two hadn't been separated since they sat down, obviously he couldn't get in the conversation.After glancing around a few times, he decided to take out his phone from his pocket, flipped through the photo album and called up the math problems he had taken before leaving the hotel, and looked at it.

The guests at the table on the left were drinking, and the men who were big and small gathered together, chatting loudly; the table on the right was quite quiet, and they were all young people.

When Xiao Jiu finished answering the first question, the barbecue was finally on. Song Jiaoye was the first to put down his phone and took a string of mutton that he loved. "Brother, what are you two looking at?" She glanced at it : "If you don't eat, you'll be gone."

Xiaojiu put her mobile phone in her pocket, took a bunch of dried seeds and took a bite. There was a lot of chili, and the taste was okay. As she was eating, she noticed that two girls on the right were talking about something, and they kept looking at their table. Glance, because he was very close, he had a very obvious feeling - as if he was glancing at his second brother.

Not long after, as expected, one of the two girls stood up, with long hair and fair skin, wearing a knee-length plaid skirt, and she walked directly towards Song Chan.

The four of them were obviously still out of the situation, and they didn't come back to their senses until Song Chan was patted lightly on the shoulder.

The girls at the table were obviously watching a show, except for the noise made by the five big and three rough people, they all looked at this side quietly.

"Hey, handsome guy." The girl pursed her lips in embarrassment, paused for a second and then tentatively said, "Shall I make friends?" Then she took out her phone and opened the WeChat interface, "This is my WeChat."

As soon as the words fell, there was a "oh~" booing sound, which lasted for a long time, and finally the voice fell under the girl's signal.

Song Chan froze for a second, then turned his head—to Song Nan'an, not to the girl.The former looked at him with raised eyebrows, and there was a faint smile on his face. He felt inexplicably panicked, and suddenly, Song Jiaoye's deliberately suppressed laughter came from the opposite side.

Little Nine Eyes watched the nose and the heart, and honestly poked the garlic eggplant in front of him with his chopsticks, and the nasty "I only have eyes for you" that the second brother said at dinner that day came to mind.

My mind was running fast, everyone at the girl's table was watching, it would be bad if I refused; but if I didn't refuse——Song Chan looked at Song Nan'an's expression, with the expression that you decided to leave me alone, it was already possible Anticipate the consequences if you give it yourself.

"Hello." Song Chan smiled awkwardly, and looked at several pairs of black eyes on the table on the right—looking at this side in unison, as if afraid of missing a wonderful shot.

"Hello, hello." Seeing Song Chan's conversation, the girl raised her phone happily and signaled him to add WeChat.

Song Chan paused for a few seconds, and finally decided to take out her phone and add her with the work number of the gym.

"This..." The girl poked around a few times, her tone hesitant.

"It's me," Song Chan answered immediately, and lied a little: "I don't have a work account and a personal account."

After listening to the explanation, the girl no longer struggled. She smiled shyly and asked, "Would you like to share the table with us? My friend and the others are very nice people, we can get to know each other."

"No need." Song Chan politely refused, "We were a little tired after rushing all the way, so we went back to the hotel to rest after eating."

The reason was justified, and the meaning of indirect refusal was obvious. Although the girl really wanted to have more opportunities to get along with her, she obviously couldn't say anything more. She said okay with a little regret and went back to her table.

Xiao Jiu on the side glanced a few times. After the girl sat down, she shyly huddled with another girl next to her and whispered. She couldn't help but slander, trouble.

Song Chan felt apprehensive...why didn't he speak all of a sudden?The atmosphere is not like this when we usually eat.

"Are you full?" Song Nan'an's cold voice came suddenly.

"Ah," Song Chan silently put down a bunch of beef in his hand, "I'm full." Whether he's full or not, he has to say he's full. Fortunately, he's not very interested in barbecue, otherwise the food on this table would be a pity.Thinking about it, I looked at Xiao Jiu and Song Jiaoye... It's not a pity, the two in front of me have amazing appetites, so I just don't want to waste it.

"Back to the hotel?"

"Now?" Song Chan was stunned: "Don't you want to go shopping?" Didn't you come to Fenghuang just to see the night view, there is no reason to just stay in the hotel and not go out when you arrive.

"Three days, don't worry." Song Nanan glanced at him and said calmly.

"Okay...let's go back." Song Chan thought about his complexion and didn't dare to make any mistakes, and then asked the two who were eating, "Are you going back or eating here?"

Xiao Jiu bit the meat and said nothing, Song Jiaoye waved teasingly: "You guys go back, internal conflicts still need to be resolved, Xiao Jiu and I still have to go shopping."

"Okay." Song Chan gritted his teeth and looked at her, and even said sarcastic words, "Be careful."

"I know, I know." Song Jiaoye didn't seem to sense his tone, and could only pat his chest as a promise, "I can't lose it."

The two entered the room one after another. Song Nan'an took out his mobile phone and sat at the end of the bed without saying a word. He just looked plain and lazy, with his shirt buttons neatly buttoned and his legs crossed. He glanced at him from time to time. glance.Song Chan couldn't find anything to do, so he could only scurry around the room. He wanted to speak several times but was afraid that he would hold back if he couldn't speak well. Finally, he decided to take a bath first to organize his words.

He took a change of clothes from the suitcase, walked slowly into the bathroom, and realized after a glance—the bathroom was surrounded by frosted glass... When he first arrived, he put down his luggage and went out without paying attention. Looking at it, now I feel that such a small hotel is really capable, and I know something different.

After all, not every hotel will have a bathroom surrounded by frosted glass, so cherish it.

Song Chan thought for a moment, thought of something, and hurriedly turned on hot water. When the whole space was enveloped in heat, he put the clothes in his hands aside, stood against the frosted glass, and knocked the glass with his hand to make a dull sound.

Song Nan'an turned his head, and what came into view was Song Chan's blurred figure behind the glass, black on top and blue on the bottom, the glass is frosted after all, so he could only vaguely see it, but he remembered that he was wearing a black coat today, The inside is matched with a white T-shirt, and underneath is a pair of loose jeans.

Song Chan knocked a few more times, and the bathroom gradually heated up, and a film of water was formed on the inside of the glass due to the steam.

Song Nan'an didn't make a sound or move, just looked sideways, wanting to see what he would do next.And Song Chan on the inside of the glass seemed to be thinking about something, and stood there for a few seconds without moving.

The hatchback was silent, only the sound of rushing water came into my ears.

Suddenly, the figure that was still still a second ago suddenly moved. Song Nan'an sat at the end of the bed and saw Song Chan's hand in the glass leave the glass, and then it seemed to be placed in front of him. Immediately afterwards, the black coat was slowly taken off. Next, with a faint arc, the jacket was thrown on the ground.

Song Nan'an pursed his lips, instead of looking sideways, he turned directly to Song Chan's side.

The action inside is still going on, and it is not too difficult to distinguish between skin color and pure white/. I saw Song Chan slowly lifted up the white T-shirt, and then gradually lifted it up, higher and higher, and finally, the movement faded away neatly .

The two spots on his chest were vague but familiar, he had licked and bit them.Song Nan'an put his hands on his legs, leaned back as if relaxing, and unconsciously touched the soft quilt with his ring finger... The clothes part is over, should we continue?

Sure enough, Song Chan seemed to lean forward again, getting closer to the glass and seeing more clearly.

Song Nan'an raised his eyebrows, smiled lightly and waited for his next move.

Song Chan slowed down, his right hand went from top to bottom until it was held on the waist of the jeans, he untied the belt, and then used light force to control the trousers down, then down, and then stopped.

It took off twice, not too much, and the jeans were slanted on the hip bone at this moment, revealing part of the underwear.

Song Nan'an couldn't help but stood up and walked towards Song Chan, the two of them stood separated by a layer of glass.

In less than three seconds, Song Chan raised his left hand, tapped it on the glass, and paused.

up?

The two words were crossed out, and the water droplets were slowly written on the glass, and small streams of water fell down.

Song Nan'an suddenly felt that all bad emotions had been repelled, and only Song Chan's blurred figure was left in front of him. He was teasing him, teasing him without any scruples, flirting with fire.

He asked, are you coming?

Up, of course.

Not only do I want to fuck, but I also want to hear his hoarse begging.

Song Nan'an raised his hand, and walked towards the bathroom while unbuttoning his shirt, one by one, from top to bottom, but his movements were not slow, and he stepped into the bathroom in a few steps.

Foggy, hot, stuffy.

The half-open door was knocked open, and Song Chan was pressed against the slightly cool glass just as he turned around, his jaw was pinched, and his lips were bitten so painful and numb. "Hiss." He took a breath, but there was no sign of resistance in his movements, his hands were not idle, and he fumbled inside his shirt and pants.

"What posture, you choose." Song Nan'an said calmly, he didn't force it, and gave him a choice.

Song Chan bit his collarbone, took a breath and replied in a muffled voice, "...anything is fine." He was putting out the fire.

"Don't regret it." Song Nan'an chuckled, wrapped his arms around his crotch and pressed down on himself, and then pressed hard against the sink.

Song Chan tilted his head and kissed him, humming.

……

--Finish