"That's it."
You wouldn't have guessed it, he's quite proud. He held his head high like a peacock, his confident look making Mo Zechuan's heart itch. He couldn't help but touch his head. He didn't know what brand of shampoo he used, but his hair was surprisingly smooth.
If he was well-behaved, sensible and obedient, perhaps he would really give Xiao Zhou some face and let him eat and drink with him.
Unfortunately, Xiao Zhou was very stubborn and refused to listen, which gave Mo Zechuan a headache.
I wanted to do it, but I was afraid I'd end up getting slapped in the face. And then I'd be the one who got humiliated.
Mo Zechuan watched Xu Jing daydream. Xu Jing felt a little cold and pulled the quilt over himself. "Third Master, are you going back?"
"Why, you can't bear to leave me?" His gaze softened considerably. I patted his face and whispered in his hopeful eyes, "I'm not going back."
"Then can you lend me some money?" Xu Jing held up two fingers and said with a flattering smile, "Not much, just two thousand."
Two thousand. Haha, that's the registration fee for "Youth Without Regrets".
Mo Zechuan was still wondering why Zhou Jinxi was so nice to him. It turned out that it was for two thousand yuan. He refused without a second thought. "No."
He changes his attitude when you take his money. He is not such a jerk that he has to please this thing by throwing money at it.
As long as he waved his hand, there were boys outside begging him to come on. Why would he bother to please an ungrateful guy? It was ridiculous.
"Oh." Xu Jing's eyes were filled with loneliness. He stood up from his arms, hugged the quilt and leaned against the bed. Mo Zechuan's heart softened when he saw his pitiful appearance. Just when he wanted to say something soft to ease his mood, he saw him pull the quilt over his head and lie down on the bed to sleep.
"Stop pretending to be dead." Mo Zechuan was so angry that he pulled back the quilt with a dark face. His eyes were terrifying, as if he would drag him to his legs and beat him up if even a word he said was not to his liking.
Xu Jing pulled the quilt over his neck. Lying in bed, he looked at Mo Zechuan, whose face had darkened with anger. He wanted to laugh, but considering the serious consequences of laughing, he simply relaxed his mind and body, surrounding him with a gentle gaze, infecting him.
"Nothing to say, or" Are you still trying to please him?
Xu Jing knew what he wanted, which was nothing more than people around him pleasing him and satisfying his desires.
It's good to get what you need.
He wants two thousand yuan to register and use it to realize his own dreams.
Mo Zechuan was in a bad mood and needed someone with stable emotions to tolerate him. It would be best if he acted like a spoiled child and helped him calm down his anger.
It's an equal exchange, so it's not a loss.
He lifted the quilt, hooked his neck before he got angry, and when he lowered his head, rubbed his nose.
"Don't be angry, I was wrong."
Xu Jing sincerely admitted his mistake, and the tenderness in his eyes slowly melted the hard shell he had deliberately armed himself with.
His anger was gradually relieved by Xu Jing's deliberate flattery.
"Not enough." I wanted him to feel relieved by just an intimate gesture, but it didn't work.
"Then..." He stretched out a finger and stroked his lips.
The gentle and slow movements brought a hint of coolness from the fingertips. Mo Zechuan wanted to speak but was afraid of disturbing the rare peace.
He looked at him straight, his eyes revealing an emotion that both of them understood, an emotion that only belonged to gays.
Her fingers circled his thin lips over and over again, from slightly cool to warm, just like the emotions released in his eyes, from restrained to exposed.
Xu Jing knew what he wanted without saying anything.
"No." Xu Jing smiled and shook his head. The moment he let go of his hand, he gently covered his lips.
Kissing is the best way to release love. Whether it is the initial attraction or love at first sight, kissing can well explain the answer, which is the heart-pounding feeling from the hearts of two people.
Bang bang bang, just like fireworks blooming in the sky, it only takes a short time to bloom the most beautiful flowers.
The fleeting scene made Mo Zechuan forget some insignificant quarrels. He could feel his heart beating like a deer in his chest.
It is telling him that you like the person in front of you who is deliberately trying to please you.
No matter what his purpose was, at least at the crucial moment, Mo Zechuan's body and mind were satisfied.
Different from the excitement brought by force and plunder, the relaxation brought by the warm and long-lasting love makes him particularly happy.
He even forgot about the quarrel just now, and also forgot that he just wanted to play with him for a few days in the beginning.
His thoughts have changed now, he wants to possess him completely.
At least before he lost interest, he wanted to keep him by his side forever.
Even if he just watched like this, he would be happy with it.
"Third Master." Xu Jing let go of her hand and ended the warm hug and kiss.
While he was still in high spirits, Xu Jing smiled and extended his right hand. "Two thousand."
"No cash." Who still carries cash these days? Everyone pays by card or mobile phone.
"What's your cell phone number? I've saved it." I can contact him anytime when I'm free at work.
"No." Xu Jing shook his head. Before he could get angry, he hooked his arm around his neck and pressed his face against his shoulder. "Before I started this business, I was a dropout."
How can high school students have cell phones?
Oh, that’s not the case. He doesn’t deserve a cell phone.
Mo Zechuan patted his back and whispered, "Give me another kiss, and I'll buy it for you."
He laughed out loud at the straightforward words.
"What's wrong with me?"
During his years in North America, he had learned to be direct in his conversations. He would just say what he wanted to say; hiding things wasn't his style; he preferred directness.
"Not yet." After seeing his lost eyes, Xu Jing's playful mood rose up. He held his face, mouth to mouth, and gave him a light kiss.
Xu Jing was happy to reward him occasionally.
Mo Zechuan felt a little dizzy after being kissed. Only when he had anticipation could he look forward to what to do next.
Just now he no longer expected to be attacked unexpectedly, and even though he was experienced in watching movies, he couldn't think of what to do next, and he even vaguely expected him to take the initiative.
He held the child's hand and nuzzled the delicate boy's nose. "What do you want?"
Looking at his dreamy eyes, Xu Jing knew that he was thinking about some small movies in his mind, and perhaps he had already figured out what to do next.
Xu Jing took his free hand and placed it on his flat belly. Seeing his burning eyes that seemed to be about to spit fire, he suppressed a smile and complained. "Third Master, I'm hungry."
"Eat shit." Mo Zechuan was furious and helpless. He was so frustrated that he spoke without thinking and even forgot to leave his heroic and domineering image in front of Xiao Zhou.
What he wanted was to knock Xiao Zhou down, preferably eat him alive and swallow him, and indulge himself.
Instead of listening to Xiao Zhou's nonsense about whether he had eaten.
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