Chapter 108 Chapter 108 Romantic Allergy
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"Hey, slow down!"
Gu Mengran was almost thrown onto the bed.
His back sank into the soft bed, and Liang Zhao, with his eyes burning and scorching, pressed forward. With his hands pressed firmly on his head, Gu Mengran had no power to resist. The tentative kiss landed on the tip of his nose, lips, and finally rolled around the side of his neck.
The cabin was bright and noisy, with daylight pouring in unreservedly through the polycarbonate panels. Raindrops hit the awning, and the sound of "crackling" surrounded us from all directions.
The transparent cabin allows the view to be infinitely extended, and there is an inexplicable feeling of being in the wilderness.
It was so weird. Gu Mengran couldn't lift his arms, so he could only bend his legs and use his knees to nudge Liang Zhao. "Calm down, calm down a little. Don't make trouble in broad daylight."
As soon as he finished speaking, Liang Zhao immediately pressed down Gu Mengran's only movable legs, and his lips soaked in water moved up along his neck little by little, whispering in his ear: "Don't be afraid, it's okay, we are the only ones in this area."
"It's not a question of whether you're afraid or not. You're fooling around in broad daylight, like you're doing something in the wild!" Gu Mengran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pushed him with his chin, "It's awkward, do you understand?"
Not completely losing his mind yet, Liang Zhao gently bit Gu Mengran's earlobe, then reluctantly loosened the shackles and moved away from him.
But his rapid and heavy breathing could not be calmed down at all. After only two seconds of hesitation, his scarlet eyes looked around and looked at Gu Mengran eagerly, "Can I close the curtains?"
Without waiting for Gu Mengran to answer, Liang Zhao stood up swiftly and pulled all the curtains around him at an extremely fast speed.
The light in the cabin suddenly dimmed, with only a faint glow coming from the skylight above.
The man walked back to the end of the bed and hid in the shadows.
It was no longer the Liang Zhao that Gu Mengran was familiar with. His extremely aggressive eyes and gradually out-of-control expression reminded him all the time that in front of him was a dangerous and ferocious beast that might pounce on him at any time and bite his throat viciously.
Through the 800x filter, the ferocious beast looked like a pure and harmless kitten. Gu Mengran smiled and opened his arms to him without hesitation, "What are you standing there for? Come here."
After getting the permission, Liang Zhao rushed back to the bed like a gust of wind, grabbed the man's arm and hugged him. His reason had been swallowed by desire, and without giving Gu Mengran a chance to speak, Liang Zhao pinched his chin and kissed him hard.
Their breaths intertwined, their lips and teeth entangled, and the kiss filled with strong passion and desire was like a violent storm, taking away all breath in an instant and gradually eroding the little bit of rationality left.
Ants crawled across his heart, and the tingling sensation pulled Gu Mengran down with him. Another wet kiss landed on his Adam's apple, and he suddenly woke up from his beautiful dream, raised his hands and hugged Liang Zhao back, a light laugh emanating from the depths of his throat.
"Is it that urgent? Can't we wait until tonight?"
The desire that Liang Zhao had aroused could no longer be contained, and Gu Mengran was trembling all over. If he hadn't been holding Liang Zhao, he would have had trouble even sitting still. But this didn't stop him from teasing, as he liked to see Liang Zhao hovering on the edge of being sober and out of control for him.
Unfortunately, this time, Liang Zhao failed to get what he wanted.
The hot palms brushed across his waist, and the white T-shirt fell to the carpet. Liang Zhao kissed his cheek, and his warm breath passed by his ear, "I'm so anxious, I can't wait any longer, Meng Ran."
"Just a few..."
A cool breeze suddenly blew through the completely enclosed cabin, making his shoulders and legs cold. Gu Mengran's lips trembled slightly, and he tightly grasped Liang Zhao's arm with both hands, squeezing out a few words with difficulty: "You can't even wait for a few hours? Your self-control is so... so poor."
"I have poor self-control?"
Liang Zhao chuckled softly, raised his hand to lift up the scattered hair on Gu Mengran's forehead, and kissed the tip of his nose gently, "Since the day I saw you again, I have been waiting every day. Don't think too highly of me, Mengran. My love for you is not just from afar. I also want to know whether the sun that illuminated my youth is warm or not."
"What, what do you mean by warm or not, you, you..." Gu Mengran was shocked and spoke incoherently. How could Liang Zhao say such words seriously?
Before he could recover, Liang Zhao's hoarse voice sounded again: "You in the dream are very——"
"You're YYing me?!" Gu Mengran's pupils were shocked and he interrupted him with a red face.
Liang Zhao lowered his eyes and looked at him apologetically, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help it."
Gu Mengran's heart softened all of a sudden and he patted Liang Zhao's strong back. Just as he was about to speak to comfort him, Liang Zhao's mouth curled up slightly, and a flash of guilt flashed across his eyes, replaced by a hint of cunning.
"I promise, I won't do that again. I can... feel it for myself."
"you--"
The unfinished words were blocked back in his mouth, and Liang Zhao's wanton and domineering kiss fell on him again.
The body temperature that belonged to another person wrapped him tightly. Gu Mengran completely lost the strength to resist. Before his mind collapsed, he managed to squeeze out a sentence with difficulty: "Wait a minute, what's that..."
"I know. Under the pillow."
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From afternoon to late night, from the cabin to the space, there was almost no idle moment.
The night was thick. After blowing his hair, Gu Mengran got back into bed. His muscles ached all over and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart. There was no pillow to support his neck. He tried to sleep a little higher by supporting himself on the bed, but he didn't even have the strength to do that. He could only move a little bit.
"hiss!"
Gu Mengran accidentally pulled the sore spot and gasped in pain.
The sound of the hair dryer stopped abruptly. Liang Zhao, who was wrapped in a bath towel and blowing his hair, took off his shoes and got on the bed. He put his hand on Gu Mengran's shoulder, "Want to sleep a little higher? I'll hold you."
"don't want!"
Without adjusting his sleeping position, Gu Mengran pushed his head against his hand and said angrily, "Take your stinky hands away and don't touch me."
"Are you turning your back on me? How come your hands are stinky?" Liang Zhao tapped his nose with his index finger. "Isn't it this hand that I used to bathe you, blow dry your hair, carry you to bed, and apply medicine on you?"
The bony fingers were playing with his face. Gu Mengran wanted to bite him, but suddenly he remembered something. He looked disgusted and blew twice, "Have you washed yourself clean? Don't touch my face."
Liang Zhao laughed out loud, "Who would dislike themselves?"
"No, I just dislike you."
Liang Zhao smiled without saying anything, took off the bath towel and threw it aside, then lifted the quilt and got into the warm bed.
The heat source came over without any cover, and Gu Mengran shrank his neck, as if facing a great enemy, "What's wrong, you, your hair is not dry yet."
"Almost." Liang Zhao lay on his side facing Gu Mengran, and casually placed his arm on Gu Mengran's pillow, looking at him with a smile, "Mengran, I want to--"
"No, you don't want to!" Gu Mengran interrupted him immediately, resisting the urge to move aside, and angrily complained: "Are you a human being, Liang Zhao? You've used up all four in a box, and you still want to? I say you have some problem. How can a normal person have such good energy?"
As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a spoiled field, only an exhausted ox, but this is completely the opposite here. Gu Mengran felt uncomfortable all over and couldn't muster any strength, while Liang Zhao was full of energy, as if he had been injected with chicken blood.
Although it’s still a bit strange after getting used to it, I can’t keep thinking about it, right?
Looking at Gu Mengran's alert eyes, Liang Zhao suppressed his laughter and rubbed his head randomly, "Give me a chance to talk, I just want to hold you to sleep."
Wrongly blamed him? Gu Mengran was stunned for a moment, and immediately refused: "That won't work either. Sleep with yourself. You have already lost the basic integrity in my eyes!"
"Why?" Liang Zhao looked innocent and flicked his earlobe with his fingertips.
"Why do you say that?" Gu Mengran glared at him angrily, "You said you would go to the space to take a shower and sleep, but you couldn't come out for an hour or two. You said you would just apply medicine, but you went to take a shower again. Liar, Liang Zhao, you are a pervert-"
The words stopped abruptly, Liang Zhao hooked his arm around Gu Mengran's neck and gently pulled him into his arms without giving him a chance to refuse.
The hot skin pressed against him easily brought back Gu Mengran's colorful memories. He was about to raise his hand to push the person away when the other person's hoarse and lost voice sounded in his ears:
"Do you feel very uncomfortable? I'm sorry, Meng Ran. I was too impatient and reckless and ignored your feelings."
The blazing flame was extinguished in an instant. Gu Mengran gave up struggling and curled up in Liang Zhao's arms like a quail.
After a minute or two of silence, a barely perceptible sigh came from above his head. Gu Mengran pursed his lips and said shyly, "No, actually, it's pretty good after I got used to it. Um... I'm just a little tired."
As a novice, the accessories are impeccable, but the skills are indeed a bit shabby.
But Liang Zhao was sensitive to begin with, and Gu Mengran didn't dare to discourage him in this regard, so he thought for a moment and added, "Just practice more in the future, you can develop skills. And well, I, I like it, and being close to you gives me a wonderful feeling."
"Really? Practice more..." Liang Zhao murmured in a low voice, somewhat uncertainly.
"Yeah." Gu Mengran nodded and no longer resisted his embrace. In order to comfort the insecure Liang Zhao, he even took the initiative to move closer.
But within two seconds, Gu Mengran suddenly stopped moving. His body suddenly froze, his face became uglier, and he said with gritted teeth, "Liang Zhao, you dare to play tricks on me?"
Sensing that he wanted to run, Liang Zhao tightened his arms and held him tightly in his arms. With his lips covering Gu Mengran's soft hair, Liang Zhao's tone was tinged with laughter, "Didn't you say to practice more? Why don't you give me this chance?"
There was no way to run away. Gu Mengran buried herself in his arms and muttered like a spoiled child, "Can we do it another day? I really, my waist hurts..."
"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore. He is immature but I am sensible. Let me rub you." Liang Zhao used one hand as a pillow for Gu Mengran and retracted the other hand into the quilt, kneading Gu Mengran's waist gently and slowly without any erotic thoughts.
The technique was pretty good. Gu Mengran gradually relaxed and closed his eyes with peace of mind.
Too tired, sleepiness quickly invaded his brain. Gu Mengran was so dazed that he almost saw Zhou Gong. Suddenly, a kiss fell on his ear, and Liang Zhao's very light voice echoed:
"That's great. I really want to hold you like this forever."
The tiredness faded a little, and Gu Mengran buried his head in his arms and laughed, "A lifetime? Try sleeping for a few months and you'll definitely get frozen shoulder and cervical spondylosis."
Liang Zhao: ...allergic to romance.
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