Chapter 51 I'm Done
Ning Zhiran's brain was instantly filled with smoke at Gong Huai's words.
No, he just admitted it like that? He just admitted it so casually?
Ning Zhiran's breathing was trembling, and shock, shame, confusion, madness, and drunkenness all rushed to the top of his head.
He was a little overwhelmed.
And the picture on TV changed.
Next to the wild rabbit that was eating grass, another rabbit jumped up and the two rabbits started fighting.
From time to time, British commentary can be heard in the background.
Before mating, female rabbits usually engage in fierce fighting with other male rabbits, biting, kicking, and chasing each other. Only the winner can obtain the right to mate.
Ning Zhiran listened and inexplicably felt that there was some truth in what he said. He landed a punch on him fiercely: "You want to sleep with me? Beat me first, then tell me."
These words seemed to make Gong Huai laugh. He lightly took Ning Zhiran's fist and even used his thumb to lightly draw a circle on Ning Zhiran's palm, making Ning Zhiran's palm itchy.
Gong Huai asked, "What? If I can beat you, will you sleep with me?"
Ning Zhiran almost fainted from anger: "Why are you always so weird? But you can understand it this way. Anyway, I came here prepared today, so you can just wait for death."
Gong Huai raised his hands above his head and placed them on the ground. He looked at him with a drunken smile, "Then hit me. If that can make you feel better."
"Hit me, hit me all you want."
This completely defenseless, even somewhat indulgent look, actually made Ning Zhiran stunned. He didn't know what this person was doing, he just felt Gong Gou's open chest facing him. He was already dizzy, and the sight of those chest muscles made him even dizzier.
What a jerk.
Ning Zhiran, with full dignity, threw a punch.
Eh, no.
Why don't you hide, Death Palace Dog?
How come you don’t even blink?
Ning Zhiran was a little panicked, and his fist turned in the air and landed on the ground next to Gong Huai's head.
Gong Huai looked at the fist, tilted his head, and gently licked Ning Zhiran's wrist.
An intense tingling sensation exploded through Ning Zhiran's blood vessels, and his fist immediately became numb. He couldn't help but let out a faint whimper.
"Ning Zhiran, I've been reflecting a lot these past few days. I think it was because I was too cautious that we had the unpleasantness we experienced a few days ago. So, I want to change my strategy. To deal with your stone head, I have to be straightforward."
"But anyway..."
"I'm really, really happy to spend Christmas with you."
Ning Zhiran's head was spinning, and her heart was pounding wildly: "Are you crazy?"
Gong Huai nodded, with a hint of despair: "Maybe. He may have gone crazy a long time ago, completely insane."
Ning Zhiran suddenly felt that in addition to his palms, his heart also became itchy, the kind of itch that could not be scratched.
In order to get rid of this itch, he could only bluff, put away Gong Huai's hand, and raised his fist high: "I'm not here to spend Christmas with you, I'm here to settle accounts with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the fist, filled with the smell of alcohol and anger, fell again.
Today it's either you or me. Hehehehe!
But before his fist touched anyone, Ning Zhiran felt himself being grabbed.
Gong Huai didn't use much strength, just a light pull, and Ning Zhiran felt his whole body lose gravity in an instant, and then he was pressed onto the carpet.
Gong Huai leaned down and pressed on.
"I know," he said.
“…I know everything.”
Gong Huai lowered his head and sealed Ning Zhiran's lips with his mouth.
Ning Zhiran's mind went blank.
ah.
It's that familiar feeling again.
It was familiar yet disgusting, making him feel numb all over, unable to stop, and making him become unlike himself.
……no.
No, no, this is wrong, very wrong. He came all the way here for revenge, how could it be considered as sending himself to death?
Ning Zhiran's mentality collapsed, and she pushed Gong Huai away fiercely: "Why are you being a hooligan?"
But Gong Huai was not angry at all, he just looked at him closely.
With that half-drunk look, she scanned his face inch by inch, from his mouth to the side of his neck, and then to his ears.
"You're wearing earrings." Gong Huai's face showed a rare surprise. "This is the first time I see you wearing earrings. Where did you go today, and who did you meet?"
Ning Zhiran said with difficulty: "Where else can I go besides school? Besides, what does it have to do with you..."
Before he could continue to curse, Gong Huai raised his hand, touched the earring with his fingers, and rubbed it.
"...Hmm. It's really beautiful."
After Gong Huai finished speaking, he suddenly leaned down again, his thin lips were a little hot, and his tongue brushed across the cold metal, then licked from the earlobe inch by inch and took the earring into his mouth.
Ning Zhiran shuddered all over.
He could hear the sound of his own heartbeat, thump-thump, thump-thump, so loud.
He could also feel that the earring was held in Gong Huai's warm mouth and bitten gently.
Crunch.
Ning Zhiran couldn't help but gasp: "Hmm--"
No, it would be so embarrassing if I screamed out.
Ning Zhiran trembled and said, "Yes, something has taken over you. No matter who you are, get off of me now."
Gong Huai said honestly: "I like it."
like.
Sizzle. Sizzle.
Ning Zhiran heard the voice in her heart again.
Damn it, how can I make this sound stop?
Ning Zhiran mobilized all his strength, raised his legs, stretched out his arms, and tried to push Gong Huai away from him.
But this time, Gong Huai didn't accept the beating obediently. He stretched out his long arms lazily, turned Ning Zhiran over, hugged him from behind, and held him tightly in his arms. The more he struggled, the tighter Gong Huai hugged him.
Gong Huai rested his forehead against his shoulder: "You came at a great time."
"I just happened to be drinking so much that I felt hot all over."
"Actually...if you don't come to see me today, I will also come to you. I have thought it through."
Ning Zhiran was hit by the big bird and was so frightened that he couldn't breathe. He struggled and cursed, kicking his legs in anger: "Why, why are you looking for me?"
Gong Huai: "Just now you said that if I can beat you, you will sleep with me. Does that still count?"
Ning Zhiran knew something was wrong, but she couldn't lose the argument: "Why are you so arrogant? What do you mean by sleeping with you? What makes you think I'll be the one being slept with..."
Gong Huai hugged him tighter: "Okay, okay, then you fight."
"Knock me down."
"If you can beat me, I'll let you come tonight."
OK, fair.
Eh, that's not right? ?
Ning Zhiran suddenly came to his senses, turned around, and his eyes were blazing: "Huh? What do you mean?"
Gong Huai didn't say anything, but just reached out, gently held Ning Zhiran's chin, and pulled her towards him.
"Little fool."
Gong Huai stuck out his tongue and pried open Ning Zhiran's teeth.
He kissed me.
He kissed me again.
This was a kiss that was heavier and more forceful than before, a kiss that seemed to want to eat him up, turning all the curses that Ning Zhiran hadn't had time to say into vague sobs.
The man's hand seemed to be electrified. Wherever it passed, Ning Zhiran's skin seemed to make a crackling sound of electricity, causing his whole body to tremble.
Ning Zhiran raised her hand to push, but Gong Huai easily grabbed her wrist and pressed her on the carpet.
While Gong Huai was kissing him, he put his other hand in Ning Zhiran's hair and stroked it gently: "You look really nice today, different from usual."
So comfortable.
So strange.
Ning Zhiran felt that all the strength in her body was drained away by this lingering kiss and this fatal touch. Even her lungs felt numb with every breath she inhaled and exhaled.
...Ah, I'm done.
The belt of Gong Huai's bathrobe had become looser at some point, and Ning Zhiran was hugged from behind by him, pressed against his strong chest.
Through a layer of sweater, he could clearly feel Gong Huai's heartbeat.
One sound after another.
It was clear and distinct. He didn’t hear it with his ears, but with his body.
The skin, bones, and blood vessels were all listening. It was as if the body was resonating with Gong Huai's heartbeat, making Ning Zhiran dare not move at all. He was afraid that if he moved now, the strange resonance sound in his body would jump out, causing him to make some sound that he shouldn't make.
Don't be like that.
Let me go quickly.
What's wrong with me?
I became so weird.
This feeling is far more terrible than disgust.
"Ning Zhiran, you don't hate me that much at all. I know, I know."
Gong Huai looked at him dazedly and rested his forehead against his head.
Ning Zhiran felt that she could not lose the momentum, so she bit Gong Huai's mouth softly.
Immediately, red blood came out from the corner of Gong Huai's mouth. Gong Huai licked the corner of his mouth: "Well, not bad, good attack, keep going."
Ning Zhiran took the opportunity to turn over and tried to press on Gong Huai.
This time, Gong Huai didn't stop him.
As soon as Ning Zhiran sat on him, she regretted it and her face immediately turned red.
Ning Zhiran: "You...you are not right..."
Gong Huai: "Blame you."
Ning Zhiran sat forward unnaturally and said awkwardly, "Why are you so flirty today? Aren't you usually quite dull?"
Gong Huai looked at Ning Zhiran solemnly.
"I really regret not being so flirty earlier."
"Ning Zhiran, I haven't reacted to anyone except you."
"Only you."
At that moment, Ning Zhiran seemed to see a volcano ready to erupt under a cold-faced iceberg. He was a little speechless and a little scared. He could only make up his mind to speak with fists and slaps, leaving everything to physical attacks.
Of course, in the face of absolute power, resistance is powerless, futile, and ridiculous.
Every time he threw a punch, Gong Huai would wrap Ning Zhiran's small fist with his big hand, lower his head, and place a kiss on the back of the fist.
One kiss, two kisses, three kisses.
Ning Zhiran felt as if something was pinching her vital point, and her heart was beating muffledly, as if Gong Huai had kissed her heart.
Gong Huai smiled and reached out, took his hand steadily, and gently pulled it over.
Why is this happening.
Why did it turn out like this.
My body seems to be betraying my hands, my mouth, and my pitiful pride. I hate this feeling, I hate the uncontrollable shaking of my body, I hate the fact that my heartbeat is faster than my brain, I hate that at this moment, I can't help but think -
If something really happens between Gong Huai and me today.
...I can't lose my manly dignity.
I'm going to do the one above.
On the TV screen, the long-dormant hound has already attacked.
The hound crouched low and pounced quickly, sending the rabbit fleeing in panic. The camera flashed, and the dog had already bitten the rabbit's hind legs.
The rabbit struggled twice but couldn't get free and was dragged into the grass.
Gong Huai caressed Ning Zhiran's waist, kissed his neck, and bit it with his canine teeth in an ambiguous way.
A faint trace of powder appeared on the fair neck.
Ning Zhiran shuddered. He looked down and saw that Gong Huai's bathrobe had slipped halfway off, revealing healthy skin. He shuddered and deliberately interrupted, "You...so you don't have any skin disease."
"Oh?" Gong Huai let go of Ning Zhiran briefly and looked at him quietly, "Why do you think I have a skin disease?"
Ning Zhiran: "Then why do you take so many baths every day?"
Gong Huai laughed and said angrily: "You keep criticizing me. Your focus is also very strange."
Ning Zhiran: "How am I weird?"
Gong Huai's expression gradually became serious.
"You looked through my phone, but you only noticed that the note I gave you was "Little Rabbit Teeth." But you didn't see that you were the only one pinned to the top of my WeChat account among the more than 400 people I have."
"You can't see it, you can never see it. I want you to see something you can never see."
The heat gradually climbed up Ning Zhiran's cheeks: "I'm talking about your skin disease, why are you talking about other things?"
"Okay, then say what you need to say." Gong Huai nodded.
actually.
Just today, when Gong Huai learned that Ning Zhiran was coming to see him, he realized something.
Ning Zhiran, he will eat her sooner or later.
Sooner or later.
Since you brought it up yourself.
Well, it’s better to do it today than to wait for another day.
Gong Huai reached over Ning Zhiran and picked up the half-empty bottle of red wine from the coffee table. Before Ning Zhiran could react to what he was about to do, Gong Huai's hand pinched his chin, forcing him to raise his head and open his mouth.
“Hmm…”
A sob was stifled.
Gong Huai fed the bloody red wine into Ning Zhiran's mouth in big gulps.
Ning Zhiran subconsciously wanted to resist, but the other party held his tongue against him. A few drops of wine, which he couldn't swallow in time, overflowed from the corners of his swollen mouth, meandered down his chin, and finally sank into his collar.
He wondered dazedly, what is this? Is there such a way to drink?
This guy who pretends to be so good at playing is a scumbag. You can tell he has played a lot of games.
Gong Huai held him with one hand, and with the other hand, followed the direction of the wine flow, kissing all the way. When he kissed the Adam's apple, he opened his mouth slightly and gently held Ning Zhiran's Adam's apple.
"No, this won't do..." The feeling was too stimulating, and Ning Zhiran immediately started shaking violently again.
Gong Huai whispered, "You just asked me why I take a shower every day?"
"Because of you."
"Because you keep appearing before my eyes."
“Don’t soak in cold water…”
"I'm gonna wanna fuck you."
"Very much."
Ning Zhiran was so frightened by the sudden dirty talk that night that her soul almost flew away.
Just as he was about to hide, Gong Huai grabbed him.
Gong Huai didn't rush to do anything. He just lowered his head and let his hand slide down Ning Zhiran's forehead, nose bridge, and all the way to his beautiful eyes.
Ning Zhiran's heart was pounding. He pretended to be calm and bluffed: "What are you going to do?"
Gong Huai looked directly into those amber eyes and said, "Actually, I've felt for a long time that you have a pair of eyes...that are perfect for shedding tears."
As he spoke, he leaned over and kissed Ning Zhiran's eyelashes, then kissed Ning Zhiran's teardrop mole. At the moment when Ning Zhiran couldn't hold back a moan, he heard Gong Huai whisper in his ear, "It's almost twelve o'clock."
"Ning Zhiran."
“Merry Christmas.”
"Tonight, cry for me."
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