why are they still in love

It rained for three consecutive days in the mountains, Xiao Zhaoshan couldn't go out, so he simply stayed in the room to paint the scene outside the window.

Outside the window are deep and shallow mountains and muddy dirt roads. If you look to the left, you can see the stream where Xiao Chining slipped and fell through a cluster of arrow bamboo planted by the boss. If you look to the right, you can see the empty yard in front of the hotel. .

It seems that there are only mountains and rivers left in the world. There are no mobile phones, no cities, and no rich men, wine and meat.Xiao Zhaoshan spent 15 yuan to buy a box of the discontinued old version of Legend from the boss to smoke, and he lived comfortably and freely in his slow days.

But Xiao Chining couldn't stay still. After the fever subsided completely, he wanted to run outside, euphemistically saying: "It's the first time I went out to play, what's the matter if I was scared by the rain? Come back and take a hot bath. good."

However, he didn't even have a change of trousers and jacket. The one he wore was wet two days ago, and it hasn't dried yet, so Xiao Zhaoshan had no choice but to lend his jacket.

Xiao Chining took a hair dryer to dry the light-colored jeans that were still wet, and changed into a spliced ​​long-sleeved T-shirt.With such a casual match, he wears a casual black mid-waist jacket that is currently popular as a loose boyfriend style. He is full of youthful vigor that will be snapped by street photographers when he walks into Sanlitun.

Xiao Zhaoshan has never taken age seriously, after all, the older they are, the more popular they are in this profession.But after looking carefully at Xiao Chining, who was rarely wearing a school uniform, in the sunlight, he had his first taste of the unforgiving taste of time.

It’s not the kind of feeling parents who spend their time with their children and carve their heights on door frames every year.Nor is it the kind of feeling that parents can experience when they have been separated from their children for many years and imagine what they will become every day in their minds.

It is more like a person who has been wandering for a long time returns to his hometown and finally stands in front of the old site of his home, only to find that his home has become a bright and beautiful office building.It's surprise, bewilderment and self-pity.

Xiao Chining also grew from a small baby of tens of centimeters to a 1.8-year-old boy of 17 meters in one night.

"Dad, why do you keep looking at me?" Xiao Chining raised his legs and sat on his lap, putting his arms around his neck and asked, "You like me dressed like this, don't you?"

Sitting on the chair, Xiao Zhaoshan came back to his senses and took the cigarette away from him: "I'm thinking about something."

"You're thinking of me."

Xiao Zhaoshan turned his face away and smiled. After laughing, he felt that there was nothing to deny.

He raised his chin slightly to look back at Xiao Chining, and nodded: "I'm thinking of you."

Xiao Chining's eyes lit up: "Oh? What is Teacher Xiao thinking about me?"

Xiao Zhaoshan replied: "Think about how you grew up."

Xiao Chining's heart trembled, he moved his butt forward, bowed his head and kissed him: "It's good when I grow up, I can have sex with you."

Xiao Zhaoshan did not refuse his kiss.

In the past two days, Xiao Chining got tired of lying on the bed and playing with his mobile phone, so he would quietly rub over to cling to him.Sometimes he is framing, sometimes he is painting, sometimes he is arranging brushes and paints, he is too lazy to get angry, let alone respond, to some extent he has adapted well enough to continue his work calmly.

It can be seen that a beautiful environment can really cultivate sentiment.

Moreover, Xiao Chining didn't do anything more outrageous than kiss and touch him from time to time in the past two days, and made unnecessary temper tantrums.

In the morning when he had nothing to do, Xiao Chining would lie on the bed with his legs crossed and play a ballad song, and in the middle of it, he would ask for his opinion, asking him if he was noisy, and whether it sounded good to him.

At that time, he was reading a book and didn't listen carefully at all. After half an hour passed, he suddenly realized that there was no background music in the room, so he remembered and asked, "Why didn't you play it?"

Xiao Chining maintained that posture, but his bare white legs stopped shaking: "Don't you think it's unpleasant?"

"When did I say it badly?"

The melody sounded familiar to him.

"Then ignore me."

He doubted: "Xiao Chining, have you been bent over by something?"

Xiao Chining said seriously, "I'm learning to respect you."

The prelude to "IDon't Hurt Anymore" sounded again in the room, and Xiao Chining looked at the phone screen and called him: "Dad."

"Ah."

"Is this how you and Chi Yan fell in love?"

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Chining quickly changed his words and turned around to ask: "Is the song nice?"

He didn't say that he had listened to this song for several years, and only said "hmm" again.

Xiao Chining looked at him: "I like it very much."

He also looked at Xiao Chining: "It tastes good."

So they just did their own things, and listened to the single on a loop all morning.

Xiao Chining was not bent over by the things in the mountains, but his behavior of saying good morning when he wakes up and good night when he sleeps at night still made Xiao Zhaoshan feel a little uneasy for no reason.

But when Xiao Zhaoshan opened his eyes first this morning and saw Xiao Chining sleeping peacefully and obediently in his arms, the weird uneasiness dissipated again.

In the afternoon, he stood behind the window and watched Xiao Chining walk out of the hotel carrying a sack and talking and laughing with the boss. He almost couldn't remember why he was uneasy, and his heart was calm.

He was the only one left in the room, and he was going back to Beijing tomorrow night. He didn't want to waste time, so he sat down by the window, took out his pen and prepared to finish another painting.

He intends to draw this hotel, but not from the perspective of looking from the inside to the outside, but from the perspective of standing on the top of another mountain opposite.

It's not a sketch, the hotel was painted ivory white by him, and it was built in different shades of pure green.The wind spreads in it, and the messy strokes cover the neat white in the center of the drawing paper, making it so small and deliberate.

He thought, maybe the woman sitting in front of the window saw this kind of scenery: the sky and the earth are a drop in the ocean, I am out of place and can't come and go freely, but I can also be stable for a hundred years without moving.

Xiao Zhaoshan forgot the time, and sat for four hours, drawing to the end in one breath, during which he did not eat, drink or smoke.After finishing writing, he stared at the drawing paper for a moment, then closed the drawing board and walked to the window.

The match failed to ignite after rubbing it on the phosphorus strip several times. He raised his head and took the cigarette between his lips into his hand, and slowly took a deep breath in the moist and fresh air outside the window.

He knew he was shaking.

Every cell in his body was trembling, for the ease of expression, for the unexpected inspiration, for finally being able to start over.

He closed his eyes and leaned against the window sill, letting the drizzle blow with the wind, wet his eyebrows, neck and palms.

When I opened it again, two figures appeared on the muddy road in front of me, one was wearing a black jacket and was holding a raincoat in his hand, and the other was carrying a burden on his shoulder with an extinguished cigarette pot in his mouth.

Xiao Zhaoshan stared quietly, seeing Xiao Chining's full silhouette appearing from behind the trees on both sides of the road, watching his first romantic smile gradually become clear in the rain.

He realized that even if Xiao Chining grew up beyond his imagination overnight, he was still just a teenager after all.

The boss went to the corner of the yard to unload the pole, and smiled and handed Xiao Chining a thin wooden plank that was half an arm long.Xiao Chining took it, leaned over and peeled off the mud on the edge and sole of the shoe, then returned the board and raincoat to him, and said something, mouthing like "thank you".

Xiao Zhaoshan took a good look, and the eyes of the two met on the way.

In an instant, the smile on the corner of Xiao Chining's mouth froze, he was stunned for a few seconds like a sculpture, and then suddenly ran towards the hotel.

Xiao Zhaoshan was also stunned for a moment, then put down the matches and cigarettes in his hands, wiped his face with his eyelids down, and walked from the window to the door of the room.

There were hurried footsteps from far and near in the corridor. He opened the door and turned his head to get a clean towel from the bathroom.But before he pushed open the glass door, the sound of footsteps behind him arrived.

He turned around, just in time to see Xiao Chining staring at him without blinking, kicking the door and kicking off his shoes.

A black shadow rushed towards him, Xiao Zhaoshan opened his arms subconsciously, and hugged Xiao Chining who flew into his arms like a bird.

Xiao Chining volleyed around his legs, cupped his face and lowered his head to kiss his equally wet forehead.

"Why do you keep looking at me?"

He asked for the second time today.

Xiao Zhaoshan held his buttocks with one hand, and reached in from the hem of his coat with the other to caress his cool back.

"Why don't you wear a raincoat?" He threw the question back.

Xiao Chining hugged his neck tightly, and kissed his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, and finally his lips.While crushing Xiao Zhaoshan's lips heavily, he gasped and said, "It was cut by a stone."

Hearing this, Xiao Zhaoshan pinched the flesh on his back, panting in sync with him: "Go take a bath, or you'll catch a cold."

Xiao Chining refused to listen, and reached out to undo the buttons of his shirt. As soon as he undid two buttons, he withdrew his hands anxiously, buried his head lower and licked his bare neck and collarbone, muttering confusedly: "No, Make love. Daddy, I want to make love to you."

Xiao Zhaoshan suddenly fell sideways and pushed the black Xiao Chining onto the pure white bed.

He hooked the corner of his mouth against Xiao Chining's nose, and with one hand he roughly tore off his belt and took off his zipper: "What love, I want to fuck you!"

Xiao Chining's jeans had already bulged, he raised his chin and kept chasing Xiao Zhaoshan's lips for a moment, consciously sending his soft tongue between his teeth.

However, Xiao Zhaoshan is obviously better at this than him. While sucking the tip of his warm tongue, he can also lift his waist to take off his coat, rubbing his nipples with his fingers through his T-shirt.

Xiao Chining kicked his feet impatiently on the edge of the bed. He straightened his chest and arched his neck back to form a bridge, as if only in this way could he breathe smoothly.

Xiao Zhaoshan got up and took him off completely, then pressed back on him and licked his earlobe: "Why don't you smile? Keep laughing."

Xiao Chining tore his shirt impatiently, and answered the wrong question: "Fuck me, I'm so hot."

Xiao Zhaoshan also wore jeans today. He put his hands aside his chest, knelt on the bed and unbuckled his belt, pulled Xiao Chining's wet hair and put his face in front of his lower body, saying: "But I still Not hot enough."

Xiao Chining slid towards the bed with his separated thighs, sticking out the tip of his tongue knowingly to lick his roots and pouches wrapped in underwear, like tasting the happiest ice cream tip in the whole cone.

Xiao Zhaoshan knelt on his shoulders, he could clearly see the absent-minded pupils in the slits of his eyes, and the small shiny tongue protruding from between his two pink lips.

His underpants were already soaked by prostatic fluid and Xiao Chining's saliva, and the latter was going to tilt his head, trying to lick his tongue from the edge.

Xiao Zhaoshan backed away without warning, stood back on the ground and quickly took off his clothes and pants, strode naked to the table, and brought the cheap covers and lubricating oil provided by the hotel.

At this moment, he couldn't care about how the boss would feel when he saw used condoms and used up lubricating oil in the room where the father and son lived after checking out tomorrow. He didn't care, he just wanted to fuck Xiao Chi now. rather.

Xiao Chining, who was lying on the bed, suddenly lost his aim, with a dazed look on his face.Xiao Zhaoshan threw the thing on the bed, bent down to pick him up from the edge of the fall and dragged him to the bed.

Xiao Chining saw the cover on the pillow with one side of his face, picked it up first and tore it open with his teeth, as if to help him put it on.

Xiao Zhaoshan looked at his skillful movements with his hands down, and gradually became angry.He remembered that Xiao Chining had hickeys all over his body, and the tricks he used on himself must have been used on other men.

Whether as a male animal or as the father of human society, Xiao Zhaoshan felt his prestige was challenged.

He picked up the lubricating oil, unscrewed the cap, thrust the mouth of the bottle into Xiao Chining's back, and dumped it all in like garbage.

"Ah!" Xiao Chining pinched his arm and cried out in pain.

"Shut up!" Xiao Chining shouted.

He was again controlled by that similar violent desire.

The turbulent liquid gurgled out from the hole, and dripped onto the quilt along the tip of Xiao Chining's buttocks.

He pulled out the empty bottle, poked it in with his fingers three times and five times, and was about to raise the gun to go into battle.

"Father, be gentle!" Xiao Chining was a little scared, opened his eyes and frowned, and asked softly, "Can you be gentle..."

Xiao Zhaoshan's tight skin was cut open by his sobbing pleading, and the anger inside was instantly vented.

He frowned and stared at Xiao Chining for a while, then leaned over in a reckless manner, while licking and kissing the bone behind his ear, he slowly wedged himself into his body.

Although it was still uncomfortable, it was much, much better than the night before.Xiao Chining heaved a sigh of relief, almost gratefully took Xiao Zhaoshan's hand and turned to kiss him.

After a while, the thick penis entered with difficulty, Xiao Zhaoshan was caught in him and let out a long sigh, gritted his teeth and patted his slippery buttocks, commanding: "Let me loose!"

Xiao Chining tried his best to stretch his muscles, but said, "I won't let you go."

Xiao Zhaoshan swung his waist and hips and pushed him on the head of the bed, cursing in a deep voice: "I don't know what to do."

He straightened up and hooked Xiao Chining's legs, and put the little white legs with sparse body hair that had been dangling in his peripheral vision for the past two days on his shoulders, allowing his lower body to fly into the air, and to bear his grinding more deeply .

Xiao Chining adapted to the rhythm, and his prostate was taken care of in all directions, and he gradually felt happy.

He put his backhand against the bed board above his head to prevent himself from being bumped into it, but he didn't know that this fixation made it easier for the person on him to gallop.

In the afternoon, he and the hotel owner went up to the mountain to dig bamboo shoots for an entire afternoon, and his physical strength was already on the verge of exhaustion, so he couldn't hold it for a while, so he withdrew his hand and pushed Xiao Zhaoshan who was on Xing's head, begging for mercy: "I No way... Dad, change your position, please..."

"Okay."

Xiao Zhaoshan was unexpectedly refreshing, with a smile in his eyes, he put his arms around his back and let him sit on his lap.

Before Xiao Chining had time to rejoice that this position saves effort, his body was suddenly suspended in the air.

"Come and see the mountains."

Xiao Zhaoshan put him on the window sill.

Xiao Chining's tailbone hurt, and a cool feeling came from his back, and the emptiness made his heart jump.He wrapped his arms around Xiao Zhaoshan's waist even tighter, and hugged his shoulders so as not to lose his strength and be thrown out of the window by him.

He was sure that Xiao Zhaoshan could do such a thing.

"There will be someone." Xiao Chining reminded, implying him to go back to bed.

Xiao Zhaoshan kept moving: "No one, only me."

"The rain is coming in, ah, ah...it's cold..." Xiao Chining moaned and looked pitiful.

Xiao Zhaoshan raised his hand to caress his back, and indeed touched the rain.

But just thinking of the transparent water droplets running along Xiao Chining's clean shoulders, sliding over his tattoos, sliding over his muscles, and finally entering his gluteal groove, he couldn't help but become more excited.

He lowered his head and kissed his Adam's apple, and rubbed his hot palms on his back erotically: "Is it still cold, huh?"

Xiao Chining is not only not cold, he is almost on fire.

He felt like a female beast captured by a lone male beast from a foreign race, with sharp claws in front of the fragile throat, was being pushed outside the cave where someone might pass by at any time, having sex and mating everywhere .

Xiao Zhaoshan noticed that it was more difficult to get in and out than before, so he immediately manipulated it harder and faster as if playing around.

He stared at the tip of Xiao Chining's tongue that was so excited, and jokingly said: "How can you seduce Dad's son like this in the world?"

Xiao Chining moaned and replied: "Because I have someone like you, Dad..."

So Xiao Zhaoshan wanted to punish him.

He glanced in the direction of the yard and said intentionally, "What should we do? The boss has come out, and he is looking at us in the yard."

Xiao Chining subconsciously wanted to turn around, but Xiao Zhaoshan quickly pinched his chin and kissed him.

"Then you should stop..." He said vaguely, his expression still intoxicated.

Xiao Zhaoshan hooked his tongue and kissed him deeply, then panted and increased the intensity: "I don't want to stop, let him see how you cry."

Xiao Chining didn't have any sense of shame, he could call it whatever he wanted when he was made comfortable: "Ah... just for you, I only show it to you, Dad."

Xiao Zhaoshan felt that he was about to be called to shoot him.

"He's gone, you can yell louder so that the people on the opposite mountain can also listen."

He held Xiao Chining's waist, and was about to turn him over and enter him from behind: "Come on, open your eyes and see them, they are so clean by the rain, they are so different from you."

Xiao Chining opened his eyes, but shook his head, refusing to turn around.

"No mountain can compare to you, Dad..." He lowered his hips and sat down on Xiao Zhaoshan's penis, "I just need to look at you."