Chapter 90 Chapter 90 I think you are a little fierce

The sunset glow on the horizon continued, changing from a fiery orange-red to a psychedelic purple, and reflected into the dim room through the slightly floating screen window.

The resort room was elegantly designed. On the entrance cabinet at the door stood a round-mouthed white porcelain vase with a few pink roses in it. The door was opened and closed from the outside, and the mirror-like water surface in the vase rippled with the vibrations.

Two heavy breathing sounds mixed with the faint sound of sticky water echoed in the quiet room.

Lu Zhiluan tilted his head back and was pressed against the door by Jing Miao as he was kissed wildly. Their breaths blended together, their tongues were wrapped around each other, entwined, and his chaotic thoughts were drawn into an endless stream of tenderness and plunder.

The white shirt on his chest was stained with a large red wine stain, which felt cool against his skin and gave off a faint, intoxicating aroma of wine. He had accidentally spilled it on him, but no one cared at the moment.

Having been drunk twice, Lu Zhiluan knew his alcohol tolerance well. No matter how lively the atmosphere at the banquet was, he would just hold his glass and watch others revelry.

The friends who came to attend the wedding were all energetic young people. They were so excited that they inevitably did not know the consequences of their actions. Lu Zhiluan, who was hiding aside to watch the excitement, was bumped from behind by someone who was not standing steadily. He staggered forward, but he did not fall down because he was supported by Jing Miao, and the wine in his glass spilled all over him.

On the way back to the hotel to change clothes, the two of them saw flowers blooming along the way. Under the illumination of the sunset, they blossomed in all colors. The quiet and secluded path seemed to be decorated into a long red carpet. With the beautiful sunset glow behind them and the person he loved by his side, Lu Zhiluan's heartbeat quickened slightly, and his heart was filled with an unprecedented sense of happiness.

He stretched out his hand and hooked it into Jing Miao's hand, shaking it gently. His steps unconsciously became lighter. His hand was soon held back, and their fingers were tightly intertwined.

Jing Miao turned his head and saw the young man's beautiful profile. There were stars in his eyes and a smile on his lips. As if it was contagious, Jing Miao couldn't help but curl his lips and asked him softly, "You are so happy, what are you laughing at?"

Lu Zhiluan turned his head to look at him, with a smile in his eyes, and expressed his thoughts at the moment without hesitation, "I was just thinking that we are like newlyweds walking on the red carpet now."

It was just a simple sentence, but it dropped a heavy bomb into Jing Miao's calm heart. His chaotic thoughts surged into shocking waves, and the only word left in his mind was "newcomer", which kept rolling back and forth, making his heart tremble.

Jing Miao's eyes darkened, and the deep desire in his eyes was like a ferocious beast about to break out of a cage. He suppressed himself with all his strength, waiting for the best opportunity.

He pulled Lu Zhiluan and quickened his pace.

The hot body temperature was transmitted from where their palms touched. Lu Zhiluan seemed to sense it and his heart began to beat wildly.

But a few minutes later, the two came to the rest room. As soon as the door was opened, Lu Zhiluan was dragged in by the man, pressed against the door, and a hot kiss fell on him. Different from the usual rhythm of light lip grinding from shallow to deep, this time the kiss was fierce and urgent. As soon as his lips and tongue were captured, they were pried open and intruded. Lu Zhiluan only had time to make a groan, and the sound was blocked in his mouth.

My mind went blank, and then there were crackling sounds and fireworks exploding, so dazzling and eye-catching, and the pain in my eyes was so sour that I couldn't help but want to cry.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear fell from the corner of his eye. When it passed the corner of his mouth, someone sucked it away gently. Lu Zhiluan heard Jing Miao's low, helpless, and gentle voice ringing in his ears, waking him up from the fireworks in the sky, "Stupid, breathe."

Lu Zhiluan blinked his eyes, and fresh air suddenly rushed in. He opened his mouth and absorbed it greedily. The rumbling sound in his ears faded, and then he could hear clearly that it was his own heartbeat.

It took Lu Zhiluan a long time to come back to his senses. His lips were red, hot and scalding. He raised his eyes and met the man's deep and unspeakable gaze.

Jing Miao lowered his head, and pressed his nose against his, lips against his, and slowly moved down, leaving one hot kiss after another on the slender white neck.

The hem of the shirt was shaking, and a large hand was moving ambiguously along the delicate flesh. It was as if sparks had fallen on the place that was touched, and it would ignite with the slightest touch.

Lu Zhiluan placed his hands on the man's chest, feeling his vigorous heartbeat in his palms. His face turned red quietly, and he had a premonition of what was going to happen next, and he was a little at a loss for a moment.

The buttons of the shirt were unbuttoned, and the fabric soaked in wine was slightly cool, which made his skin numb and shudder. Lu Zhiluan smelled a faint scent of wine, but he seemed to be drunk. He grabbed the hand that was lighting the fire and made up an excuse to cover up his nervousness, "I want to change clothes first."

Jing Miao chuckled, slid his hands down to the base of his legs, lifted him up, and easily picked him up. He walked to the bathroom and said nastily to Lu Zhilan's red ear: "I'll help you change."

The sound of water running in the bathroom soon began to sound, and the frosted glass was covered with mist. From the bathroom door that was not closed tightly, there were a few unbearable cries and gasps, as well as a man's low, hoarse voice, which sounded like he was coaxing someone, but also like something else, and it went on intermittently for a long time.

The sunset returns to the mountains and night falls.

The bathroom door was opened, and hot steam floated everywhere, then quickly dissipated. Jing Miao carried the paralyzed Lu Zhiluan out, laid him on the bed, leaned over and turned on the warm yellow night light at the head of the bed. Lu Zhiluan half-closed his eyes, and as soon as his head touched the pillow, he was about to fall asleep, with a tear hanging from the corner of his red eye.

Under the warm yellow light, the spots and mottled marks spreading from behind the ears to the shoulders are like clusters of small red flowers, blooming warmly on that beautiful body.

Jing Miao was jealous and trapped the person in his arms, leaning closer, with a deep desire in his eyes that was still unsatisfied.

As the strange yet familiar touch approached, Lu Zhiluan slowly opened his eyes, his eyes full of panic. He was exhausted from being overly demanded in his first experience, and he could no longer withstand any more stimulation.

As Jing Miao approached, some embarrassing memories that were engraved deep in her body by him suddenly became clear. Her body lost control and was swept by the ecstasy of boundless desire, even her toes curled up in uneasiness.

The man held her limp waist and rubbed it slowly. Lu Zhiluan's cheeks flushed slightly. He didn't know where he was touched under the bulge in the quilt. Lu Zhiluan suddenly widened his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and he spoke in a hoarse voice with a somewhat aggrieved tone, "You clearly said it was over."

Jing Miao's voice was hoarse than his, as if he was enduring something. He bit the small earlobe of the person in his arms, rubbed it gently with his teeth, and then whispered: "Baby, the bathroom is over, but the bed is not yet."

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The next evening, Lu Zhiluan woke up in his soft and comfortable bed. The curtains were drawn and the room was dim, so he couldn't tell whether it was day or night.

My body was cleaned and I changed into comfortable pajamas. The uncomfortable parts were treated and I no longer felt any discomfort, but the soreness and tiredness in my bones had not yet gone away.

The door of the room was opened, and Jing Miao walked in carrying two food boxes. Noticing that the person on the bed had woken up, he turned on the light in the room.

The dim space lit up, and Jing Miao met a pair of angry eyes.

Lu Zhiluan hugged the quilt and looked at him angrily.

Jing Miao put the food box on the tea table, walked to the bed, leaned over and kissed Lu Zhiluan's tightly pursed lips, and whispered softly, "Eat something first, okay? You haven't eaten for almost a day."

Lu Zhiluan's eyes widened: "How dare you say that!"

Who is responsible for this?

Jing Miao knew he was in the wrong and apologized to him: "I'm sorry, I will listen to you next time."

Doctor Lu was actually very easy to coax, and he wasn't really angry. After all, when Jing Miao couldn't stand it anymore and called for a stop yesterday, he did stop. But he was very shrewd and whispered some embarrassing sweet words in his ear over and over again, and the soft-hearted Lu Zhilan was coaxed into nodding his head.

Lu Zhiluan tried his best to straighten his face and said to Jing Miao earnestly: "Don't do this next time. Know when to stop. Excessive indulgence is very bad for your health."

"I'm a doctor, you listen to me."

Jing Miao raised his eyebrows slightly, without revealing Dr. Lu's identity as a veterinarian, and his teasing thoughts became active: "But those few times were not excessive for me."

"And Dr. Lu doesn't like it? You were sitting there yesterday..." In order to avoid hearing some nonsense, Lu Zhiluan blushed and raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Jing Miao looked at Lu Zhiluan with a smile in his eyes and extended his hand to him.

Lu Zhiluan released the hand that was covering his mouth, took the man's hand, and was pulled up from the bed.

Jing Miao opened the lunch box, took out the food inside and placed it on the tea table. Lu Zhiluan walked barefoot on the floor, passed by the tea table and went to the bathroom to wash up. When he reached the bathroom door, he suddenly stopped, turned around and said to Jing Miao seriously: "It's not that I don't like you, but I think you are a little fierce."

After saying that, he immediately closed the bathroom door.

Jing Miao was stunned at first, then he realized that Lu Zhiluan was answering the question he had just asked.

Suddenly his energy and blood surged up. It was the period when he was getting addicted to sex and could not resist any teasing. He stood up and walked to the bathroom door. As expected, the door was locked from the inside.

From inside came the muffled sound of Lu Zhiluan biting his toothbrush, and a bit of pride in his voice, "Give up, you can't get in."

Jing Miao laughed helplessly.

The two of them finished their meal in the room, which was either breakfast or dinner, and then packed up their things to go back.

Walking out of the resort, we met many guests who were preparing to go home. They played until very late yesterday and almost left at dawn.

Everyone had dark circles under their eyes from staying up late, and they walked out listlessly, like a group of ghosts.

Lu Zhiluan met Zhuo Lan on the way. This man was even more heavyweight, with messy hair and dull eyes, like an empty shell with all the soul sucked out.

Seeing them, Zhuo Lan's steps were weak and he said weakly, "If you want to go back, please take me with you. I really can't drive the Star Shuttle anymore. I'll ask Luo Yu to take it back for me."

Lu Zhiluan was startled by his appearance: "What did you do last night?"

Zhuo Lan looked up at the sky and thought hard for a long time, then shook his head: "I can't remember clearly, anyway, when I woke up this morning, I was on the rooftop. Fortunately, the security guard on duty kindly sent me back to my room to sleep."

Lu Zhiluan: “…”

Zhuo Lan changed the subject and squinted his eyes to interrogate the two people in front of him: "But where did you two go yesterday?"

Doctor Lu hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

Jing Miao grabbed Zhuo Lan by the collar and threw him onto the Star Shuttle, saying coldly, "Don't ask questions that you shouldn't ask."

When his body touched the soft seat, he felt sleepy again. Zhuo Lan yawned, happily lay down, adjusted his position, turned around and forgot what he had just said. He closed his eyes comfortably: "Good night, Luka Meowka."

Lu Zhiluan: “…”