licked a small tit

Tang Zhi dragged Bo Ye into the room, closed the curtains, turned off the lights on the balcony and the room, and the two waited behind the curtains for a while.

In the dark, Bo Ye smelled the milky scent from the back of the boy's neck, couldn't help but feel distracted, lowered his head and licked the delicate skin, it smelled like toffee.

"Bo Ye!" Covering the back of his neck and turning his head, Tang Zhi looked at him in embarrassment, "Now is not the time!"

Sighing deeply, Bo Ye couldn't help thinking: "When will this kind of day be a head? When will I be able to openly hold my wife and eat?"

There was no more movement outside, Tang Zhi came to the bed, turned on a small night light on the bedside table, and the room was immediately filled with a hazy halo like glazed glass.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and when it was hot and cold, Bo Ye felt slightly sweaty. He took off his black woolen coat and threw it on the table by the bay window: "What are your parents doing outside at night?"

"The first snow of the year fell at night. My mother said she wanted to enjoy the snow, and my father accompanied me." Tang Zhi gathered up his coat, put it aside, sat on the soft cushion of the bay window, and asked him, "Didn't you say today?" Is there a party tonight?"

"Come over after dinner." Bo Ye unbuttoned his shirt cuffs with one hand, approached the boy, bent down, put his hands on his sides, and said in a deep and low voice, "I heard that someone misses me."

Tang Zhi gradually leaned back, almost reaching the window: "I don't have one."

His mouth is stubborn, but he doesn't know that the word "shy" is written all over his face.

Behind the boy is the dark night, dotted with white edelweiss, exuding a sense of tranquil beauty, whether it is the snow scene or the person in front of him, in Bo Ye's eyes, there is a different kind of allure.He raised one knee and knelt on the bay window, leaned close to the young man and smiled: "Try here, huh?"

Thinking that his family was in this room, Tang Zhi was a little dazed, he lowered his head and murmured: "No... no, it's over if we're found out."

The man's eyes sparkled because of his excitement, and he said in a breathy voice: "Then you should yell softly."

Tang Zhi's cheeks were completely red.

Just as he was about to give in, the hand behind his back moved to the side, but was hit by a small cold object.

He quickly raised his hand, turned his face and looked aside.

Next to the woolen coat, on the cushion, there is a crystal hairpin. The crystal is made into the shape of a cherry, with dark red fruit and dark green leaves. It looks like a Christmas series product. It is sandwiched on the cardboard and has not been unpacked. bag.

Tang Zhi stared at the hairpin in silence for a few seconds, his enthusiasm gradually cooling down.He knew it was leaking from Bo Ye's coat pocket, and he knew it was a girl's favorite headgear at a glance.

Bo Ye kissed the side of his white neck in a random manner, impatiently stuck his hand into the sweater, Tang Zhi's eyes turned red, he gritted his teeth, and slapped the man with his backhand.

There was a crisp "pop", and the originally fiery atmosphere in the room suddenly froze.

Bo Ye stopped and looked at him dully, completely bewildered.

Tang Zhi trembled slightly, looked at him panting heavily, tears welled up in his eyes, he was very angry.

"What... what's wrong, baby?" Bo Ye straightened up, forgetting to investigate the reason for the beating, and comforted at a loss, "Why are you crying? Did it hurt you? Or do you not want it?"

Tang Zhi grabbed the packing bag of the crystal hairpin, threw it on the man, and suppressed tears with his mouth puckered: "Who are you going to give it to..." He paused for a while, thought about it, and used the most vicious thing he knew. , Most offensive word: "Which little bitch?"

He hated the girl who was about to receive a gift from Bo Ye.

Looking down at the red and green hairpins that fell on the carpet, Bo Ye closed his eyes, feeling like beeping a dog.

He quietly picked up the packaging bag, tore it open, and took out the crystal hairpin inside. He plucked the hair from the boy's ear, brushed it behind his ear, and then fixed it with the hairpin.

"Merry Christmas." Throwing the packing bag and cardboard into the trash can at the back, Bo Ye turned back to look at him condescendingly, and said calmly, "Little bitch."

Tang Zhi was startled, his tears stopped in an instant, almost falling, he raised his hand to touch the cold crystal above his left ear, and raised his eyes uncertainly: "Give it to me?"

"No." Bo Ye shook his head, sat down on the cushion beside him, and said expressionlessly, "It's for the little bitch."

Realizing that he was narrow-minded, Tang Zhi was too embarrassed to lift his head, and at the same time felt sorry for hitting the man casually: "I'm sorry."

Then he thought again: "Why send a card? Still... so feminine, I'm obviously a boy..."

"Little brother, don't you know that your hair has grown?" Bo Ye was annoyed, and pulled his face with one hand, "Where is it feminine? Let me see."

Tang Zhi blushed and let him watch.

The over-long hair was clipped to one side, revealing the white and tender ears. The boy looked more and more well-behaved and refined. The dark red crystal contrasted with the red tear mole under the left eye, which made the clean face more glamorous and thin for no reason. Ye looked more and more satisfied.

When he picked it up in a jewelry store, he knew it would look good.

"Very handsome." He leaned forward and kissed the place where the tear mole was, and the man said, "No mother."

Lowering his head in embarrassment, Tang Zhi expressed his gratitude for the gift he received: "Thank you."

Suddenly, he remembered that he had also prepared a gift for Bo Ye, so he hurriedly pushed away the man who was trying to make further contact: "Wait! I have something for you."

Bo Ye clenched his fist with one hand and pounded on the cushion, feeling that he was about to give up.

Tang Zhi took out a gift box the size of a jewelry box from the pocket of the sweater, and tied a bow with a golden rope on it. He handed it to the man with some hesitation, not confident: "I don't know if you still want it?"

Bo Ye took it, unpacked it, and said casually, "What is it?"

After opening it, the small box was stuffed with raffia as a filler, and there was a pendant lying inside. He lifted the top of the necklace, pulled out the pendant, and put it in front of his eyes.

Platinum, flower-shaped, with six petals.

Observing his expression, Tang Zhi said, "If you don't like it, I have prepared something else."

As he spoke, he turned sideways to open the drawer of the bedside table, but was grabbed by the man next to him.

"Everyone in your family has one?" Bo Ye said.

He remembered that Zhou Ming also had a necklace like this, most likely it was given by Tang Yi.

Tang Zhi nodded.

"Clan emblem?" Thinking of the pendant that he almost threw away, Bo Ye sighed, "Is it very important?"

He unbuttoned the concealed button and lowered his head to wear it around his neck.

Afraid that he might not be right, Tang Zhi leaned over to take the necklace from his hand, and helped him put it on: "For our family, yes."

The boy once gave him his sincerity, but he returned it...

Thinking of this, Bo Ye felt sour, turned his face to look at the person beside him, pretended to be relaxed and said: "Little brother, were you sad when you received it?"

Tang Zhi smiled embarrassedly: "I feel very lucky not to be thrown away, it's not a serious matter."

Seeing the boy's quietly flushed eyes, Bo Ye felt distressed, took him into his arms, and sighed deeply: "I'm sorry, I should have come earlier."

She should have come here as early as when he proposed to break up, and she thought that not entanglement was the best response to him, but she didn't know that Tang Zhizi had been waiting for him in her heart.

Tang Zhi shook his head, a little bit like crying.

I'm so useless.

After the two exchanged their hearts, the atmosphere was just right, and even the dim lights seemed to suggest something.

After calming down for a while, Tang Zhi wiped away his tears on the man's shirt, and when he raised his head, he happened to meet Bo Ye's eyes, and something was on the verge of breaking out, burning out of control.

Looking at the expectant looking young man, Bo Ye thought to himself, this time, he absolutely can't bear it anymore, even if the sky falls, it won't work.

Just as he was pressing someone against the bay window to kiss, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Mrs., are you in there?"

It was Yamamoto Hiiragi's unwavering voice.

The two people in the room froze at the same time, Tang Zhi pushed them away, and said silently, "What should I do!"

Looking at Tang Zhi with a blushing face, and then at the door, Bo Ye said, "Fuck!"

Everything hit him.

Turning over, he hurriedly put on his belt.

"Excuse me?"

Yamamoto Hiiragi knocked on the door again.

Tang Zhi hurriedly took his coat and tie, and the two squeezed into the balcony. Bo Ye came to the railing and stopped suddenly.

It was empty below, and a gust of cold wind blew by.

"Bo Ye!" Tang Zhi glanced in the direction of the door, and piled the clothes on him, "Hurry up, hurry up."

Bo Ye looked at him innocently and helplessly: "Honey, the ladder is gone."

Tang Zhi looked down, and sure enough, it was empty.

The two looked at each other, feeling cold.

"Forgive me, if you don't open the door, I'm going in."

The young man jumped up and down in a panic. He looked around. Suddenly, he slapped the railing and pointed to the main unit of the air conditioner between the first and second floors.

Looking at the man, Tang Zhi said, "Bo Ye, go straight down."

Bo Ye looked at the main unit of the air conditioner, with a funny expression of "you're fucking kidding me": "Candi, are you serious?"

Tang Zhi held his face, making him face himself, earnestly and decisively: "You broke your leg, I will support you for the rest of your life."

"..." Bo Ye squeezed out a voice from the back of his teeth, "I thank you so much."

The door lock was turned from the outside, so it was locked when entering.

Tang Zhi stuffed his clothes into his arms and said, "Just jump boldly."

After speaking, walk into the room.

"Candi!" Bo Ye called him in a low voice, trying to discuss if there was any other way, but the curtain was mercilessly drawn before his eyes.

Driven to a dead end, he turned his head to look at the main unit of the air conditioner some distance away from the balcony, his legs were a little weak.

Outside the door, Yamamoto Hiiragi tried to turn the doorknob for the last time, but after still failing, he frowned and motioned to Mr. Kobayashi next to him, "Go get the key."

Mr. Kobayashi nodded with a smile.

Just about to leave, the door was opened from the inside.

Tang Zhi rubbed his eyes sleepily: "Father."

Yamamoto Hiiragi looked at the room, then looked at his younger son's flushed face, and asked suspiciously, "Are you sleeping?"

Nodding his head, Tang Zhi asked confusedly, "What's the matter?"

Yamamoto Hiiragi looked at Mr. Kobayashi next to him, but couldn't answer for a while.

Mr. Xiao Lin helped him out of the siege with a smile, and said, "Master, close the balcony door in winter."

After he reminded, Yamamoto Hiiragi noticed the fluttering curtains.

"Why are you so careless, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

Yamamoto Hiiragi scolded him lightly, and wanted to go in and help him close the balcony door.

Tang Zhi took a step to the side, and the veins on the hand holding the doorknob bulged: "Because the air-conditioned room is too stuffy, I want to breathe."

"It's not fully open, it's still snowing outside."

Tang Zhi took a deep breath: "I'm going to close it now."

Under the gaze of the two, the boy walked back into the room, and when he came to the curtain, he paused for a second, then pulled the curtain and lifted it aside.

On the first floor, Kazuki Yamamoto put down his pen at the table. The Chinese New Year is approaching, and he is writing New Year greetings to his old friends.

Tired from writing and ready to go to bed, he took off his round glasses, wiped them with a cloth and put them in the box.

Just about to get up with crutches, suddenly, there was a noise outside.

The old man trembled in fright at the loud noise in the snowy night, and his crutch fell to the ground in response.

After concentrating, he picked up his crutches, walked to the window, opened it, and looked outside.

I looked up, down, left, and right, maybe it was because of the darkness, or maybe it was because of the presbyopia, but I didn't find anything unusual.

He shook his head, closed the window, and thought about asking Mr. Kobayashi to check the outside tomorrow morning to see if the snow had crushed anything.

Tang Zhi opened the curtains, closed the glass door, and walked back to the door.

"Thank you father for your concern." Tang Zhi looked calm, "It's late at night, is there anything else?"

Yamamoto Hiiragi looked around the room and shook his head: "Go ahead and rest, I'm bothering you."

Tang Zhi said good night to them, and when he was about to close the door, Yamamoto Hiiragi called him, pointing to the left temple: "The newly bought hairpin?"

Panicked, Tang Zhi swallowed, he pretended to be calm, but couldn't stop blushing: "Yes, it's new for Christmas."

Yamamoto Hiiragi looked and looked at the card with critical eyes, nodded, and said in a calm voice, "Tell me the address, your mother should also be suitable."

Relieved, Tang Zhi said, "Okay, Father."

The door gradually closed in front of his eyes, and Mr. Kobayashi looked back from the empty balcony, and said to himself with a smile: "I ran away."

Yamamoto Hiiragi looked at him and said, "Mr. Kobayashi, it's just that you didn't close the balcony door. It's not that dangerous."

"Yes." Mr. Xiao Lin smiled so hard that his eyes almost disappeared, still making people elusive, "It seems that I was worrying too much."