Gluttony (22)
"Drinking?"
Song Yinxing frowned.
The strong smell of alcohol spread in the car. Song Shu said nothing and just sat there blankly: "Why are there two Song Yinxing?"
Song Yinxing: “…….”
It was impossible for Song Shu to ask a question in this state. Not only was her face flushed, but her eyes were also unclear.
Song Yinxing took out the milk from the small refrigerator, put it into the portable heater to heat it up for a while, and threw it to the drunk in the passenger seat.
Song Shu held the hot milk cautiously. If he had ears, they would have stood up. He looked at him with round eyes, "Who are you? How do you know that you need to drink milk when you are drunk?"
"This is a state secret. How did you, a monster, know it?"
Song Yinxing smiled and really wanted to beat someone up.
Song Shu easily put in a straw and drank the milk. After finishing, he continued to talk: "I knew there was a traitor among us. Someone leaked the secret recipe of the Krabby Patty. SpongeBob called me just now. Mr. Krabs is very angry."
Song Yinxing: "Then tell me, who is the traitor?"
When Song Shu received Song Yinxing's kind gaze, he shuddered, as if a new light had been opened up on his head: "The traitor... is me!"
It seems that her mental state when drunk is also very beautiful, and she knows clearly that the person in front of her is her natural enemy whom she cannot offend.
Song Yinxing took back the hand that was about to hit Song Shu's head, and his frowning brows relaxed: "Who told you to drink so much?"
Song Shu was silent again. He just sat there blankly, biting the straw with a crackling sound.
He had finished drinking the milk, and Song Yinxing was afraid that he would swallow the straw, so he reached out and took the milk away.
"Hey——" Song Shu chased after him again, leaning his hands and body towards him.
Song Yinxing raised the milk, and Song Shu couldn't reach it. He looked at him dimly and said, "You are the traitor who stole the secret recipe of the Krabby Patty."
Song Yinxing: “…”
nonsense.
Song Yinxing threw the prepared pacifier over and said, "If you want to bite, bite this."
Ever since Song Shu confessed that he had an oral desire, Song Yinxing always carried a pacifier and a straw with him.
Unexpectedly, Song Shu threw it back to him as if facing a formidable enemy, and said in a loud voice: "This is the secret recipe of the Krabby Patty. It turned out that you stole it!"
Then there was the sound of a car door opening in panic: "I'm going to go out and tell Mr. Krabs!"
Song Yinxing couldn't bear it anymore.
After his head exploded, Song Shu wilted. Song Yinxing held up the pacifier and sneered: "Do you want the secret recipe of the Krabby Patty?"
Song Shu looked at him and shook his head dejectedly.
The drunkard calmed down, and Song Yinxing drove home, ordering some hangover-relief ingredients to be delivered to his door on the way.
After bringing Song Shu home and letting him sit quietly on the sofa, Song Yinxing rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen to make some hangover soup first.
Song Shu was so drunk that Song Yinxing said it was impossible for him not to be angry, but there was no point in talking to a drunkard, so they would settle the score with him after Song Shu sobered up.
Outside the kitchen, Song Shu, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly shuddered and rubbed his arms.
Hmm, why do I suddenly feel a little cold?
…
Song Yinxing brought out the hangover soup and brought the man who was sitting on the sofa in a daze to the dining table: "Drink."
Song Shu said blankly: "Straw, I want to drink with a straw."
The veins on Song Yinxing's forehead jumped and he handed a straw to Song Shu.
Holding the straw over, Song Shu opened his mouth and looked at him with bright eyes. Song Yinxing ignored him and directly inserted the straw into the hangover soup.
Song Shu looked at him with resentment, just sitting there blankly without drinking the soup, and the atmosphere was frozen for a moment. Song Yinxing looked at him expressionlessly.
They just stared at each other for several seconds.
Song Yinxing irritably handed the straw to Song Shu to hold, then picked up the hangover soup and said with a sour face: "Drink."
Song Shu smiled happily and started drinking.
Song Yinxing lowered his eyes. Song Shu had very long eyelashes, a layer of shadow cast on his eyelids, a straight nose, and his lips were slightly pursed with a straw in his mouth. He looked very obedient.
If he hadn't been shouting that he was a traitor who stole the secret recipe of the Krabby Patty.
The bowl of hangover soup was about to be finished. Song Yinxing held the bowl the whole time without any soreness in his hands. He even had time to take a piece of paper and give it to Song Shu: "Wipe your mouth yourself."
Song Shu licked his lips and moved over to wipe Song Yinxing's hand. Song Yinxing had originally handed the paper to Song Shu, but he didn't hold it firmly, and the paper fell lightly, and Song Shu rubbed his fingers.
Just lips touching.
The soft lips feel completely different from what I imagined.
Song Yinxing's body stiffened slightly, and Song Shu was also stunned for a moment, blinking and looking up at Song Yinxing.
Song Yinxing was expressionless at this time. Song Shu had always been bold and timid towards his brother. In principle, as long as Song Yinxing was not angry, he would be bold.
Song Shu stuck out his tongue.
It's not quite right to say that he licked his hand. Because he just touched it and immediately retracted it. Song Shu was very timid, but maybe it was because he felt too good just now. He saw that Song Yinxing didn't look very angry. Under the blessing of alcohol, he grabbed Song Yinxing's wrist again and swirled his tongue around the tip of his index finger.
Song Yinxing's fingertips had thin calluses, and rubbing against his soft lips and tongue brought great tremors. The tingling sensation went from his coccyx to his brain, and Song Shu's breathing became a little hasty. He bit one of Song Yinxing's fingers, but did not put it all into his mouth. Instead, he rubbed it slowly against his lips, biting it with his teeth from time to time.
Because he felt so comfortable, the corners of Song Shu's eyes were a little red. He had no idea how out of control he was at the moment. He was just like a cat that had inhaled catnip, occupying Song Yinxing's entire hand.
Song Yinxing was not much better. But he was used to being indifferent and expressionless, so nothing could be seen on the surface. One could only know his suppressed emotions from the few words revealed by his body.
Different from Song Shu who does whatever he wants and is happy as long as he is comfortable, Song Yinxing is very good at restraint.
Suppressed emotions are like compressed pills. When they are about to explode and are swallowed into the stomach, the effects of the pills take effect slowly, along with other emotions.
For Song Yinxing, being suppressed to the extreme will not cause a rebound, but will only make him more vicious.
Song Shu had already grabbed three of his fingers and rubbed them near his lips and tongue, making a comfortable purring sound like a small animal.
Song Shu drank, but he didn't. Song Yinxing was very clear about this matter, and because of this, he also realized how indulgent he had been to Song Shu in the past.
The fingers had already entered Song Shu's mouth. Song Yinxing bent down slightly, clamped Song Shu's chin, and rubbed his lower lip with his thumb.
Song Shu rubbed his fingers with her cheek, leaving water marks on the sides of her cheek.
The feeling of passively rubbing your lips with your fingertips and having Song Yinxing actively rub your lips and tongue with his fingers is different.
The latter, with a controlling force, pressed his fingers heavily over the sensitive lips, and his fingertips penetrated through the lips and teeth, pulling the tip of the tongue with his fingertips.
Song Shu had always used a straw to solve the problem before, so he had never experienced such stimulation. He wanted to push Song Yinxing's hand away, but Song Yinxing pressed down the tip of his tongue instead, and his lips were heavily rubbed. For a moment, tears overflowed and piled up at the corners of his eyes, his lips and tongue fell into someone else's hands, and the saliva flowed down the corners of his lips before he could swallow it in time.
Because Song Shu's oral desire has not been satisfied for a long time, his lips and teeth are very sensitive. Song Yinxing's action is like knowing that the animal's sensitive point is on the chin, but still poking it repeatedly to trigger it.
Song Shu's brain was dizzy from the tingling electric current. He couldn't speak, and he couldn't close his mouth. It was very sore. He slapped Song Yinxing's forearm hard and whimpered in protest. Song Yinxing looked at him expressionlessly, loosened his grip to let him swallow his saliva, but his fingers were still in his mouth.
"It would feel nice to touch here, right?"
Song Yinxing pressed Song Shu's lips coldly. Song Shu shuddered, and his hair on his forehead was wet and messy.
The wet hair was brushed aside by another hand, and the small red mole on the left eyebrow was rubbed. Song Yinxing said, "Why are you crying? Isn't it very refreshing?"
Song Shu's tears fell on the back of his hand. She nodded and shook her head, choking with sobs: "It feels very good, brother, can you do it for me again?"
It is a bit shameful to cry with pleasure, so Song Shu expressed it in a more subtle way.
Song Yinxing didn't agree with him: "Let's eat first."
By the time the meal was over, Song Shu was almost sober.
Song Yinxing went into the kitchen, and Song Shu moved to the sofa to wipe her tears: "It turns out that being helped by others is such a pleasant thing."
【Oral satisfaction increased to 25%.】
Song Shu was still confused, and said groggily: "Is this only 25% comfortable? How comfortable would the remaining 75% be?"
555, who was carrying the camera, weighed it and smiled mysteriously: [I don’t know. You can talk to me when you experience it.]
Song Shu was still dizzy. He leaned on the sofa and muttered, "I've used my hands before. Is there anything more comfortable than this?"
555: [I don’t know.]
Song Shu fell asleep on the sofa in a daze. Sen Wan tidied himself up and waited for Song Yinxing to call him for dinner. He was still drunk and walked slowly to the table. He took a bite and looked at Song Yinxing.
Song Yinxing looked back at him, "What do you want to say?"
Song Shu: "I wonder if there is anything more comfortable than fingers."
Song Yinxing lowered his head and continued eating.
Song Shu waited for a few minutes but got no answer. He couldn't help but kick Song Yinxing under the table: "Brother, why don't you answer my question?"
Song Yinxing couldn't bear it any longer and grabbed his moving legs: "If you want to know, try it yourself."
Song Shu said "oh" and didn't mention the matter again.
After dinner, he was rushed to take a shower. When Song Shu came out of the shower, he was almost sober.
Outside the door was Song Yinxing, who was guarding the door of his room, worried that he would fall while taking a shower.
555: [Hey, guardian of the Krabby Patty secret recipe, SpongeBob called you again? ]
Song Shu: “…”
Memories of drunkenness flooded back into Song Shu's mind, and he wished he could die right there.
After being killed, he now has to go back to school and swear to be a good person.
——
"Admiral, why did you forget to come to me to get the inhibitor again?"
On the other side of the optical computer, Doctor Beta sighed: "After being beaten by you, I still have to deliver medicine to you. This is too inhumane."
Song Yinxing described Song Shu's condition to military doctor Beta without any expression, while omitting some "unnecessary" details.
"So you suspect his condition is more serious than you thought?" The military doctor touched his chin and said, "It's probably a rebound from the previous suppression. No one helped him, what a poor thing."
"I've already told you that an eldest brother is like a father. You should help him if he needs help. If you don't want to help him, a pacifier is a good choice."
Song Yinxing said succinctly: "Okay, I understand."
"Hey, inhibitor you——"
Before he finished speaking, Song Yinxing had already hung up the phone. He glanced at the unopened pacifier next to Song Shu's bedside table.
After Song Shu sobers up, he will most likely choose to continue to suppress himself.
Song Yinxing took the pacifier.
Learn to use this and you won’t have to rely on his hand anymore.
He didn't want Song Shu to be overly dependent on one person because of such an illness.
He is Song Shu's brother, and as a brother, he only wants to teach Song Shu how to avoid the traps in life.
Even though he had obvious selfish motives, at this moment, he was just Song Shu's brother.
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