Jiangxin Poplar

The moment his lips touched, Yang Yulang was startled, took a step back suddenly, but stepped on the wheel of the swivel chair, instantly lost his footing and fell backwards, Jiang Cheng, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, stretched out his hand to pull, but he didn't. He even fell down with himself.

With this fall, Yang Yulang lay down between the swivel chair and the desk, and the books on the desk crashed to the ground.Originally, the distance between the bookshelf and the desk was not wide, and with the addition of a chair, he was stuck in the middle and couldn't move. What's more, there was a river city on top.

The eyes of the two met, and time seemed to stand still. For a moment, Jiang Cheng couldn't hear his own heartbeat, couldn't feel his breath, and the whole world presented in his eyes was only Yang Yulang's eyes that were gentle and clear like water.

At this time, you should suppress him and forcefully kiss him, and tear his clothes while kissing. It is best to deal with him directly, possess him, and let him belong to you alone. I can't even handle myself.

Jiang Cheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down with difficulty, and it was even more difficult to suppress the lawless evil desires and thoughts in his mind.He carefully knelt down beside Yang Yulang on one knee, and stretched out his hand to pull him up to sit up.

"You—" Yang Yulang opened his mouth and Jiang Cheng said at the same time, "Where did you fall?"

Yang Yulang stopped what he was going to say, paused before saying, "I seem to have bumped my back shoulder, and it hurts a bit."

"Let me see." Jiangcheng didn't hear the sound of the collision during the fall, and the floor was still covered with thick wool carpets, so at first he thought that Yang Yulang probably didn't hit him, but he suddenly became anxious and flustered after hearing what he said. It is necessary to check the wound.

Yang Yulang was not in a hurry, and turned his left shoulder slowly.

Jiang Cheng pressed his finger on the center of the back shoulder: "Is it here?"

"A little to the side, yes, hiss, lightly."

"It hurts?" Seeing his frown, Jiang Cheng panicked. He opened his collar and looked in. He couldn't see it, so he reached out to unbutton his shirt, unbuttoned two of them, and then pulled down the collar. Yang Yulang's entire shoulder exposed.

When Jiang Cheng unbuttoned it, Yang Yulang raised his hand, and the button was unbuttoned before he could say no. Looking at himself at this moment, he was speechless for a while.

Jiang Cheng didn't pay attention, and immediately checked the place where he was in pain, and found that there was indeed a small bruise. He stood up and went to find the blood-activating ointment he had used before.

"Put some medicine," Jiang Cheng squeezed out the ointment and applied it to the wound, rubbing it gently, "Does this hurt?"

Yang Yulang looked down at the ground, "It's okay."

It was only now that Jiang Cheng noticed his exposed skin under his eyelids, and he unbuttoned and pulled his shirt without his permission... If this kind of thing was replaced by Tang Yuan and his friends, Jiang Cheng would have no psychological burden, even if it was It's okay to just tear off their pants, but Yang Yulang is not someone else, he is the sweetheart that I want to fall in love with all the time!

Looking at his chin to his neck, Jiang Cheng's previously suppressed desires and thoughts returned, and he used a more fierce offensive to crush his reason in all directions, as if there was an invisible force pushing him forward, a little closer , a little closer.

It's about to cross the line.

The moment before his rationality was completely crushed, he bit off his tongue fiercely, and his whole body trembled with pain. Aside from the pain, he didn't forget to put Yang Yulang's clothes on quickly.

"Okay."

Yang Yulang stretched out his hand to button the button, and turned to look at him: "What's the matter, your face is pale?"

Jiang Cheng staggered his gaze: "No, it's fine."

Yang Yulang lowered his eyes and straightened his collar, but when he looked away, he glanced down at Jiangcheng, and he gave a fistful.

He saw that Jiang Cheng had been staring at other places, and the blue veins on his forehead seemed to be enduring something. In this warm and cold weather, even though the temperature in the room was constant all year round, a thin layer of sweat still broke out on his forehead.

After a long time, Yang Yulang said softly, "Do you want me to help you?"

Jiang Cheng didn't know what he was asking, so he turned his head to look at him, and then followed his gaze to look at himself, I'll go!

He immediately bent his legs and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment.

Yang Yulang smiled lightly: "At your age, you can react even to the air, it's normal, don't be shy," he asked again, "Do you want me to help you?"

Jiang Cheng hid his clothes in front of him and almost tore his clothes. He endured so hard, but he was defeated by such a light sentence.

He glanced at Yang Yulang and quickly turned his eyes away. After a long period of psychological struggle, he finally gave in to his desire and summoned up his courage, "Okay...then help me."

Later, he was so nervous that he almost forgot where he was, was it a fairyland, the world, or hell?

It wasn't until Yang Yulang stretched out his cool hand that Jiang Cheng truly believed that the god in his heart that no one could desecrate was giving him...

At first he only dared to stare at the ground, but then he could not restrain himself and his gaze slowly rose, from Yang Yulang's legs to his chin lip, and finally fixed on those eyes.

The magical power of Yang Yulang's hands is beyond his imagination. Even though such a scene and even the scene of directly touching him have been performed countless times in his dreams, the excitement when he touches the real him is completely incomparable.

His chest rose and fell violently, and the sound of gasping was louder and louder. Finally, he couldn't help but push Yang Yulang back violently, and released with a posture of tightly grasping his shoulders and leaning his face on his shoulders.

Afterwards, Yang Yulang wiped his hands with a tissue and smiled at him indifferently: "Go and wash."

The air was filled with unspeakable smells, Jiang Cheng had already blushed to the base of his neck with embarrassment, he hurried to the bathroom, and when he came back, he saw Yang Yulang sitting there quietly reading a book, his whole body was not at all unnatural.

"Uh……"

"That..." Jiang Cheng hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"What do you want to say?" Yang Yulang raised his eyes to see him scratching his hair in a tangle, and said roughly, "It's not a big deal, they are all men, and they just help each other solve their physical needs."

"I didn't let anyone..." Jiang Cheng was a little nervous, "I just wanted to, uh, thank you, I just..." The more he spoke, the lower his voice, and finally said quickly in a voice that was so vague that it was completely inaudible, " It feels really good." After speaking, he picked up the book on the table and hurriedly stood up, "I, I'm going upstairs."

Yang Yulang didn't hear what he said clearly, he could only see that he was sweating from nervousness, and seeing him running out in a hurry, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

It has been several days, but Jiang Cheng thinks about it from time to time, especially when he is lying in bed at night, and every time he thinks about the root of all evil, he reacts, which makes him very irritable and angry. Nosebleed.He thought, maybe he can't bear it that day, Yang Yulang is so soft and good-tempered that he can help him masturbate, maybe the one he likes is a man, then if he goes straight to him, the two of them are now married, so why bother I have been suffering so much.

Alas, this matter cannot be imagined, once it is imagined, it will be endless, and the consequences will not be considered at all.

He sat on the bed to solve his needs. Ever since Yang Yulang touched this thing, his hands felt less and less comfortable. He couldn't get it out for a long time, and it took a long time to do it every time.

Tired!

The attic and the room below are only separated by a layer of wooden boards, and I don't know if Yang Yulang can hear the movements made in the attic from below.

However, even if he heard it, he probably wouldn't say anything, after all, he also said that this is an age when the blood can be hard against the air!

During the class break that day, Jiang Cheng and Zhou Yan went to the toilet together. Seeing that there was no one else in the toilet, Jiang Cheng suddenly asked, "Have you ever masturbated with others?"

Zhou Yan almost held back his urine when he heard this: "What did you say?"

Jiang Cheng didn't bother to say it again, so he gave him a look to let him experience it for himself.

Only then did Zhou Yan realize that he had heard correctly. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "To tell you the truth, once, I went out to play with my cousin, and he called two girls. That time I almost realized I feel like being served by others, but unfortunately..."

"I'm asking about a man." Jiang Cheng interrupted him.

"What?" Zhou Yan looked at him in disbelief, "I'm not gay, I don't have that kind of hobby."

Jiang Cheng slipped his feet, but said seriously: "Doesn't it mean that others haven't done it, and haven't heard of others?"

Zhou Yan scratched the back of his head: "No, no, where did you hear about this kind of thing? Have you ever masturbated with a man?"

Jiang Cheng put on his trousers, washed his hands and walked away quickly. Zhou Yan hurried to catch up, and asked persistently, "Why didn't you talk, or did you see something?"

"No."

"Then why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"Ask whatever you want."

Zhou Yan looked at him with his eyes wide open, with a look of inquiry and speculation, but Jiang Cheng ignored him.He is also in a mess now. When Yang Yulang said that he wanted to help him that night, his expression couldn't be more natural, as if it was just a trivial matter like pulling a zipper for you. He also said that it is normal for men to help each other, but when he said it Zhou Yan's first reaction was that gays are the only ones doing this, and straight men shouldn't let the same sex touch them.

So what did he mean by those words, was he lying to himself casually?

But he is willing to touch a man, does he also like men?

Thinking of this, his mood became more and more difficult to calm down. The class bell had already rang, and the teacher hadn't come yet. The classroom was full of chaos, and his brain hurt so much that he wanted to explode.

He slapped the table suddenly: "Shut up the fuck!"

This roar was so powerful that there was no sound in the classroom, and a needle could be heard.

The squad leader went crazy!The former school bully is in a bad mood!His expression seems to want to hit someone very much!

Zhou Yan was so frightened that he dropped his phone, carefully looked up at his face, what's wrong?

The homeroom teacher walked in with the textbooks in his arms, and found that everyone looked weird and silent. Seeing him was like seeing a savior, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief before opening the textbooks.

He was confused.

Jiang Cheng took a look at the content of this lesson and found that it was not difficult. He basically mastered it during the preview last night, so he stood up immediately: "Mr. Tang, I want to ask for leave."

The head teacher glanced at him: "What's the matter?"

"Yes, it doesn't matter, it's terrible."

The homeroom teacher thought about it. Originally, Jiang Cheng didn't want to go to class and just slipped through the back door. This was the first time he asked for leave. In view of all the changes since his sophomore year and his grades in the top ten now, he agreed without saying anything.

Jiang Cheng got permission, threw the book in the drawer, and left directly through the back door.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan also raised his hand: "Old Tang, I also have something to ask for leave."

"Sit down honestly!" The head teacher picked up a piece of chalk and threw it over, "You still have the face to ask for leave with your grades?"

Damn, don't be too eye-catching with double standards!