Porcelain industry leader

After Gu Qingchi drank some warm water, he was forcibly pushed to the bedroom to rest.

Song Yu was afraid that he would think wildly when he was alone, so he arranged for him to recite ten English words and check them later.

Gu Qingchi scratched his ears and cheeks while holding the tablet, while Song Yu was cutting meat and peeling eggs in the kitchen.

Less than half an hour later, Song Yu came in with a bowl of meaty porridge.

"It smells so good." Gu Qingchi's appetite was whetted, and he put the tablet aside.

"That's a must." Song Yu propped up the folding table and put it on the bed, and handed him a spoon, "Try it, my world-leading world."

"Ah? What kind of paste?" Gu Qingchi was stunned, every time Song Yu messed up something, he had to give it a name.

"Unify the rivers and lakes! This porridge has everything in the sea, land and air." Song Yu sat cross-legged on the bed, raised his chin, "Drink it, I promise it is not poisonous."

Gu Qingchi raised the corner of his lips and took a sip.

This bowl of porridge is moderately salty, the consistency is just right, and the ingredients are very solid. The point is that the preserved eggs are finely chopped, not at all like Song Yu's usual standard.

"It's delicious." Gu Qingchi took several sips in a row, and felt a lot more comfortable in his stomach after the warm rice porridge slipped into his throat.

Song Yu licked his lips and smiled, "It's right that it tastes good, because I didn't make it at all."

Gu Qingchi choked, and looked up at him.

Song Yu frowned and looked helpless, angry and wanted to laugh, "Didn't I just cut up everything and put it in the pot, and I forgot to press the button after I finished it! After a long time, I saw that it was still soaked in water. I went directly downstairs to the porridge shop facing the street and bought a copy."

"No wonder I heard the sound of locking the door, and thought you were out to throw out the trash." Gu Qingchi smiled so hard that his eyes rolled, "Is the rice still soaking?"

"I've pressed the button, you can have supper." Song Yu rubbed his thighs.

"Okay." Gu Qingchi nodded with a smile.

"Let me have a sip. I haven't tasted it yet. This restaurant seems to be newly opened." Song Yu leaned forward slightly and leaned over.

Gu Qingchi took a spoonful, fearing that it would drip on the bed, put it in a bowl, and fed it to his mouth.

"It's so-so, it's not as good as mine." Song Yu swallowed and licked his lips.

"Yes." Gu Qingchi nodded his head like a pounding garlic.

Song Yu opened his mouth again and took several sips.

"Hey, I suddenly thought of the kind of costume drama where the male and female protagonists feed with their mouths," Song Yu said with a smile, "A few days ago, Xiao Sun watched an idol drama there, and the protagonists ate dumplings. Feed them all by mouth."

Gu Qingchi made up the picture, wrinkled his nose, "Chew, have you chewed it up?"

Song Yu laughed while holding his forehead, and said helplessly, "Crazy! How could it be chewed up! Just... the male lead took a dumpling and put it in the female lead's mouth."

"Oh, is it stuffed with chives?" Gu Qingchi asked.

Song Yu laughed until his stomach ached, "I don't know what's going on."

"Did you tell me that you want me to feed you porridge with my mouth?" Gu Qingchi looked at him.

"No," Song Yu denied, "I just thought of it suddenly and told you about it."

Gu Qingchi lowered his head and took a sip of the porridge, then raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Then you just dislike my saliva?"

"No! I really didn't mean that!" Song Yu was almost speechless, he thumped the pillow on his chest twice, and lay down on the bed, like a little fish thrown onto the shore.

"Hey." Song Yu smacked his lips twice.

Gu Qingchi was amused by him, he laughed so hard that the porridge and bowls on the table almost fell over, "I've finished drinking, next time I'll kiss you after eating dumplings stuffed with leeks."

Song Yu sat up from the bed, "Then it's none of my business, it's not that I dislike you."

"I know," Gu Qingchi raised his brows, and moved the tip of his tongue, "otherwise, he wouldn't have kissed me."

Song Yu covered his face with his hands, leaving only two small slits for his eyes, "Don't keep licking your lips."

"What's wrong with licking your lips?" Gu Qingchi picked up a pillow from the ground and put it on his back, "Can't you help but cast a demon?"

"You are the one who cast the demon spell, right, little demon monk!" Song Yu put the table on the ground and threw himself into Gu Qingchi's arms.

Gu Qingchi's Adam's apple rolled, raised his hand to hook his chin, closed his eyes and kissed him.

Song Yu took a breath, and eagerly straddled Gu Qingchi's lap.

His body was a little higher in an instant, he tilted his head, opened his mouth slightly, and squeezed Gu Qingchi's wet and soft lips one after another.

He misses that feeling.

The sound of kisses overflowing from the corner of the mouth filled the air, sweet and greasy with a little erotic taste.

Song Yu raised the corners of his lips and hugged Gu Qingchi's waist.

Gu Qingchi took a sharp breath, raised his hand to cover the back of Song Yu's head, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked his moist lips like a kitten.

Song Yu's heart was pounding, and he parted his lips and teeth in anticipation.

Gu Qingchi pushed the tip of his tongue in with all his might, repeatedly drawing, grinding, and sucking between his palate and cheeks...

Song Yu pressed against his chest, Gu Qingchi's kiss was unprecedentedly gentle, so gentle that he didn't want to end the kiss no matter what.

If you want time to stop like this, if you want to occupy Gu Qingchi like this.

No one is allowed to touch him.

Gu Qingchi pounced on his face with warm breath, and Song Yu responded to his entanglement in a delirious manner.

When they separated, their breathing was a little unsteady.

"I..." Song Yu pursed his lips.

"It's going to be hard." Gu Qingchi finished speaking for him without any shame.

"Hey!" Song Yu backed away blushing, holding the pillow in front of him helplessly.

"No, you have nothing to do with me," Gu Qingchi lifted the quilt, "I'll be hard too."

"Hey! I know!" Song Yu was almost speechless, Gu Qingchi's mind has always been the subject he most wanted to explore.

Gu Qingchi covered the quilt back, "I mean, you don't have to be so shy, it's not like I haven't seen it before."

"I'm not ashamed!" Song Yu poked his neck and blushed.

Gu Qingchi looked at him without saying a word.

Song Yu threw the whale pillow on him and jumped off the bed, "I'll go wash the dishes first."

"Do you still love me when you come back?" Gu Qingchi asked in a hoarse voice.

"Love!" Song Yu said without looking back.

After clearing away the dishes, Song Yu went downstairs to throw away the trash.

After the winter, the sky darkened very quickly, so it didn't take much effort, and the road was almost invisible.

After returning to the house, I put the flowers in a vase in the study, and when I wanted to throw away the box, a blank greeting card fell out of it.

He sat at the table and thought for a while, then wrote a string of cursive English with a dip pen: Tomorrowwillbebetter.

A small koi was drawn in the way of stick figures in the signature.

Song Yu closed the greeting card, thinking about where to put it.

There is a thick stack of notebooks on the desk, all of which are used by Gu Qingchi from time to time, some are used to copy words, some are used to record new words and idioms, and there are also daily memos.

Song Yu took out a copy and stuffed the greeting card in the middle. Before closing it, he caught a glimpse of the word "kiss", and immediately opened it curiously.

The essentials of kissing:

Main ways: sucking, sucking, biting and licking.

Before kissing, be sure to use your eyes to arouse the other party's lust and look at him.

Simple: lick your lips √

Normal: Biting each other's lips√

General bonus: Hook the opponent's neck, insert the tongue into the opponent's muzzle, move up and down, touch the chu with the tip of the tongue or gently slide the e on the muzzle, can stab the chicken to the opponent's sensual palace?official? . √

Shameless: stick your tongue into the opponent's mouth, and lick it heavily. √

……

Caution: Don't push too hard...

After writing a page of essentials and precautions eloquently, Song Yu's face turned red to the base of his neck when he saw it.

Gu Qingchi's brain is full of holes all day long, thinking about some meager things!

Serious!

He closed the notebook, pursed his lips and smiled for a long time, then couldn't help opening it and turning a page.

Song Yu will blush, hehehe:

same kiss.

Touch each other's various parts of the body, wherever you like.

Gently lick and kiss each other's ears, neck, knots and other sensitive parts... arouse the other party's desire.

When you are in love, you will not be able to control your emotions, which is a normal phenomenon.

When you reach out to take off the other person's clothes, you can babble a little...

Song Yu felt hot all over, and his nose was dripping with sweat.

"This...what the hell!" Song Yu cursed in a low voice, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips.

I didn't expect that Gu Qingchi would secretly record so many inappropriate pornographic contents in private while watching serious people!

He thought that Gu Qingchi had been studying the recipes all the time!

Unexpectedly! ! !

Song Yu glanced at Gu Qingchi's memo again, like a little hamster hoarding a mouthful of pine nuts, smirking in a chair, almost going crazy, rubbing his calves with his hands excitedly.

Gu Qingchi also tried his best to make him take the plane comfortably and happily.

Ah!

Gu Qingchi!

Why is it so cute!

Where is the treasure in the world that traveled through time!

I just miss the day!

Song Yu was afraid that Gu Qingchi would find out that he accidentally saw his little secret, so he stuffed the greeting card into another word book.

He pursed his lips and sat in the chair, thinking about something inappropriate for children.

After a while, he suddenly raised his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone to search for sex toys, and muttered in a mosquito-like voice, "Gaiminger, my husband will teach you how to have sex."

The next day started to go to work normally, Gu Qingchi and Song Yu were still the same, washing and going out together, but Song Yu could feel that Gu Qingchi was always in a low mood, often staring at something in a daze.

Even when chatting with him, I would be taken aback from time to time.

Song Yu really wanted to share some worries for him, but he was so helpless.

These spiritual wounds can only be healed by himself and time, no one can persuade him.

All he can do is try to attract Gu Qingchi's attention.

"It's my birthday the day after tomorrow, how about we take a vacation and go out for a trip?" Song Yu leaned on Gu Qingchi's shoulder, playing games with his mobile phone.

Gu Qingchi put down the water glass in his hand, "Okay, where are we going?"

"Is there any place you want to go?" Song Yu immediately quit the game and looked at him intently.

"I don't know any other place except here and my hometown." Gu Qingchi said.

"That's right, you don't have an ID card," Song Yu asked, "Then how did you come here in the first place? Is your hometown far from here?"

"It's not very far. It's about a few hours by car. I remember my dad... and we came here in a big truck." Gu Qingchi said.

Seeing his slip of the tongue, Song Yu immediately changed the topic to another place, "How many hours are hours? How many hours are two hours, how many hours are nine hours, how far is the difference between?"

"It happened so many years ago, how could I remember it so clearly," Gu Qingchi took out his phone, "But I remember the address, let me search it."

Song Yu moved his head closer.

Gu Qingchi's hometown is actually an ancient town in the south of the Yangtze River famous for its beautiful scenery.

The map shows that it takes more than an hour to take the high-speed rail and more than two hours to drive by car.

"Do you want to go back to your hometown?" Song Yu asked.

"It's okay," Gu Qingchi turned his head to look at him, "Do you want to go?"

"I want to!" Song Yu nodded sharply, "I want to learn more about your childhood."