Chapter 57 Chapter 57 Puppy, Puppy, whose good boy are you...
Without any thought or hesitation, He Songfeng's hand grasped the lighter hanging between them.
With a turn of his fingers, the dark blue flame began to float and sway unsteadily in the wind, just like a flag with the ship's logo hanging high on the bow of a ship, making a hissing sound in the whistling wind.
He Songfeng's body naturally leaned into Dou Mingxu's arms, and he raised his head to send the flame of the lighter upwards like a tribute. He spread out his left palm, covering the flame and carefully guarding the flame.
However, Dou Mingxu did not bow to He Songfeng.
He looked down from high above with an extremely playful attitude, throwing an ambiguous smile.
In the dark sea fog, it is hard to tell whether it is good intention or bad intention.
He Songfeng stood on tiptoe again, and this time he protected the lighter with both hands, like a believer praying to the God in heaven, and sent up the flame.
But this time, Dou Mingxu still did not respond to his goodwill.
With the cigarette butt tucked into the corner of his mouth, he blew out a breath from the other side of his mouth. With a puff, he easily blew away the light source that He Songfeng had been escorting along the way.
Darkness, like the sea, covered the faces of the two again amid the sound of crashing against the shore. Only a few scattered rays of warm orange light flowed over the edges of their cheeks, outlining their figures.
The decent smile on He Songfeng's face disappeared without a trace the moment the flame went out, leaving behind an emotionless face staring silently.
The lighter was taken away at this time, and the flame crackled and struck in front of He Songfeng. The sharp contours of Dou Mingxu's face were outlined by the fire as if carved by a shovel, and the lines were extremely straight and cold.
The flame quickly died out, leaving only a flickering spark in the air, like a lighthouse on the horizon, occupying only a small pixel.
A wisp of white smoke covered the bright orange flame and flew upwards, and the white mist once again deepened the distance between He Songfeng and Dou Mingxu.
He Songfeng understood that his initiative was rejected, but Dou Mingxu's attitude was still as unclear as the fog.
If you can't accept He Songfeng as a man, why get close to him?
And why did she stay after refusing He Songfeng's offer to light a cigarette?
He Songfeng reached out and grabbed Dou Mingxu's collar, then put his other arm around Dou Mingxu's arm, pinched five finger depressions at the shoulder, and held it tightly.
He Songfeng stood on tiptoe and raised his head, forcing Dou Mingxu to lower his head.
A kiss was proactively delivered to Dou Mingxu's lips, and the innocent cigarette fell to the ground and was stepped on by He Songfeng.
He Songfeng imitated the way Samuel kissed him and took the initiative to ask Dou Mingxu.
His kissing skills had been honed to excellent levels through his long experience in bed. His tongue was so flexible that it could circle around and tie a knot in Dou Mingxu's mouth, messing up Dou Mingxu's lips and teeth.
Dou Mingxu remained passive throughout the whole process. He did not launch any counterattack against He Songfeng and condoned him. Even when the other party used his teeth to retaliate and tear his lips, Dou Mingxu still looked at him silently with dark eyes.
He Songfeng snatched the smell of cigarette from Dou Mingxu's mouth and swallowed it into his throat along with the other's breath and saliva.
The smell of smoke mixed with other scents becomes less pungent and less irritating to the throat. It rolls smoothly into the trachea, spreading the rich scent of tobacco throughout the trachea.
With every breath I took, I could smell Dou Mingxu's cigarettes and the scent of Dou Mingxu.
This puff of cigarette is so satisfying.
Even He Songfeng's mind began to wander, and he could not tell whether he wanted to kiss Dou Mingxu or just wanted to taste the taste of the cigarette.
Dou Mingxu's hand went around He Songfeng's body and branded his lower back.
This place feels very good, and He Songfeng can be grabbed like a handrail.
When everyone touches He Songfeng, they will put their hands here. This is the first stop when violating He Songfeng.
Countless people have already placed their hands here.
He Songfeng's body once again remembered the temperature, size and outline of a new man's palm.
“Haha…”
He Songfeng let out a long breath, which crawled out of his throat and flew out unrestrainedly.
When it left Dou Mingxu's lips, a sticky silver thread stretched out from his lip bead, sticking the two people together like a spider web.
After reaching the critical point, the silver thread fell limply and lazily, leaving a straight silver water mark from He Songfeng's lips to his chin.
Dou Mingxu raised his hand to wipe away the silver thread, pressed it on his bleeding lips and rubbed it.
He declared to He Songfeng, "Samuel can no longer satisfy your appetite."
He Songfeng smiled, his smile was weightless and light, without any offensiveness or aggression.
Dou Mingxu wiped the transparent liquid on his hand on He Songfeng's bathrobe, and used his clean hands to lift the loose hair by He Songfeng's ears, helping him to tidy up the messy hair behind his back one by one.
But just tidying up the loose hair was not enough for him. He inserted his fingers into the hair and combed it downwards. The cool light golden hair flowed through the gaps between his fingers like water.
When he looked up again, he saw He Songfeng's clear eyes. With the faint light, they allowed him to soothe He Songfeng's hair like a toy.
"You really look like a Barbie doll. Samuel must have loved dressing you up."
Dou Mingxu's fingers combed through the smooth hair again. If he hadn't been holding on to his superiority, he would have almost torn off his disguise and buried his head in the hair to take a deep breath.
"Well...Mr. Samuel does like to give me little gadgets."
He Songfeng showed Dou Mingxu the bracelet and watch on his wrist, not with any intention of showing off, but rather as if he was reporting and revealing himself one by one.
Dou Mingxu laughed, but his muffled laughter was soon drowned out by the sound of the waves crashing. The men and women at the card table behind him were cheering for something.
Dou Mingxu gave him his business card and stuck it in the collar of He Songfeng's bathrobe, which was as humiliating as if it was a stack of money.
"Call me if you need anything."
He Songfeng looked down at the business card, and suddenly reached out to grab Dou Mingxu who was about to leave.
"Please wait a moment."
He Songfeng's hand quickly fumbled in Dou Mingxu's pocket and skillfully took out a cigarette from the cigarette box. At the same time, the dark blue flame quickly moved to the edge of the cigarette. In almost the blink of an eye, He Songfeng lit a cigarette for Dou Mingxu.
Snap——
He Songfeng shook the lighter and put it back into Dou Mingxu's pocket.
"This is my apology for disrespecting you at the poker table tonight."
He Songfeng pursed his lips and gave a formal smile.
He Songfeng slammed the table and refused Dou Mingxu's request to light a cigarette, so tonight Dou Mingxu refused He Songfeng's request to light a cigarette.
What a narrow-minded man, He Songfeng thought.
They are all narrow-minded and will never allow He Songfeng to disobey in any way.
"Um."
Dou Mingxu walked out of He Songfeng's sight amid the sound of waves crashing.
The wind gently caressed He Songfeng's cheek, and the waves were still crashing vigorously.
The lighthouse on the horizon emitted a strong light.
He Songfeng was about to go back to his room to sleep, but when he turned around, his eyes were attracted by the light from the card table area.
In an instant, his ears turned red.
It turned out that what he just heard wasn't the sound of waves, but people actually making love here. The young couple became even more excited when they noticed He Songfeng's gaze.
He Songfeng cursed in his heart: "No quality!"
He quickly lowered his head, held the business card and wrote down the phone number. He turned around and threw the coat on his shoulders into the sea. He did not return to the room until he was sure that the coat was swallowed by the waves, which meant that his affair with Dou Mingxu had been wiped out by the waves.
Samuel was still drunk, but when he woke up, he was floating around the room like a zombie, muttering anxious roars.
He Songfeng hugged him, buried his head in Samuel's arms, and explained in a coquettish voice: "Mr. Samuel, I was a little hungry just now, so I went to the restaurant to eat something."
Samuel's anxious soul suddenly withdrew from his body and fell weakly on He Songfeng's shoulder. His huge body almost suffocated He Songfeng.
"Angel, I thought you didn't want me anymore."
Samuel kissed He Songfeng nervously and frequently. The smell of alcohol on his body was still so strong that it filled the entire room with the smell of alcohol, which made people's respiratory tract hurt.
"No, Angel will not leave you."
He Songfeng couldn't support Samuel, so the two of them simply sat on the ground and hugged each other.
"Angel can't live without you."
He Songfeng's voice came out from his nose, and he spoke sincerely.
"Yes, MyAngel... My Angel can't live without me. He's so pitiful."
Samuel drunkenly echoed He Songfeng's words, hugging the small person in his arms even tighter, his fingers almost breaking through the flawless surface of the skin and grabbing into the bad blood and rotten bones hidden under He Songfeng's skin.
"MyAngel! PoorAngel!"
Samuel's voice roared out from his trachea, as if he couldn't breathe unless he called He Songfeng's name.
So much air was accumulated in his chest, and he exhaled it all by calling out "Angel".
He Songfeng hugged Samuel gently.
But if you hold it for too long, the gentle surface will be torn and cracked as your patience wears off.
bang——a sound!
Samuel fell to the ground with his forehead hitting the floor. When he turned over and looked at him with a puzzled look, a large bloody swelling could be seen in the center of his forehead.
He Songfeng walked around to the bed and sat down. He was going to sleep.
Samuel rolled and crawled from the ground to He Songfeng's feet. His hands, as if coming from hell, reached from the ground to He Songfeng in the sky, determined to pull him down from above.
He Songfeng sat helplessly on the edge of the bed, with his legs hanging down, allowing Samuel to hold on to them as a lifeline.
If he didn't do this, He Songfeng would be dragged into the ground by Samuel, the evil ghost from hell.
It's impossible to sleep.
He Songfeng had no choice but to get up and walk to the balcony while Samuel was taking a breath.
Samuel crawled behind He Songfeng like a dog. He had drunk too much and could not stand, so he had to crawl on all fours.
He Songfeng sat on the sofa on the balcony, picked up his computer again and placed it on his knees.
Samuel came over, buried his body between He Songfeng's legs, and used his furry head to push the computer open.
He Songfeng lowered his head and could only see Samuel crawling like a dog, with his head buried between his legs lovingly.
"You look like a dog." He Songfeng scolded him.
Samuel didn't seem to understand, his eyes narrowed as he smiled, and he was excited that He Songfeng took the initiative to talk to him.
He Songfeng frowned slightly and lightly touched Samuel's nose with his finger, causing the other person's breathing to quicken immediately.
Just when Samuel was about to open his mouth to bite the finger, He Songfeng withdrew in time, turned around, picked a grape from the table and put it next to Samuel's mouth.
The sticky lips immediately wrapped around them, and the nimble tongue circled around the grapes and He Songfeng's fingers. The teeth slightly tightened the grapes, and he held them deeply with his lips and tongue, sucking hard and sucking in a mouthful of grape juice.
He Songfeng pushed the grape skin deep into Samuel's lips with his fingers, and his sharp and cold fingers almost pierced Samuel's throat.
Click——
Samuel's trachea was blocked by the grapes, and he made a strong retching sound, but soon under He Songfeng's gaze, he opened his mouth wide and showed everything in his mouth to He Songfeng, allowing He Songfeng to see carefully how he obediently swallowed the grapes into his stomach.
The obedient puppy between He Songfeng's legs once again wagged its invisible tail, waiting for its owner to feed it next time.
He Songfeng had a blank expression on his face originally, but after watching Samuel's performance, he pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a wanton smile.
His wet fingers once again pressed against the tip of the obedient puppy's nose, and the puppy's eyes were focused on it, waiting attentively for his instructions.
"Stupid dog." He Songfeng scolded him with a smile.
Samuel held the finger in his mouth, sucking away all the warmth, and uttered excitedly and loudly through his nose: "Angel! Angel! Angel!"
The high pitch lasted less than two minutes before it softened under He Songfeng's fingers.
"Useless dog."
He Songfeng stepped on it with his shoes and grinned in disgust.
“Hmm…”
Samuel responded vaguely, holding He Songfeng's legs tightly with both hands, rubbing his waist and hips obscenely, while his head was always sandwiched between He Songfeng's legs.
Just like a bug and its warm nest, a morbid attachment over and over again.
The next morning, He Songfeng woke up in bed. Samuel was fiddling with his hair in front of the mirror. He put hairspray on his hands and combed his hair into a neat slicked back style. He looked left and right in the mirror, admiring himself and making a series of clicking sounds.
Turning around, he found that He Songfeng had woken up. Without saying a word, he jumped into He Songfeng's arms like a loach, kissed him with a big laugh, and asked him:
"Angel, am I handsome?"
Of course Samuel is handsome. His handsome face from a Renaissance painting always conforms to human aesthetics.
His face still showed signs of fatigue from drinking and staying up late, with purple bruises under his eyes. A few strands of hair still hung down unruly where the hair wax had been applied, brushing against his forehead.
He Songfeng helped him put the tuft of hair on and answered honestly, "Handsome."
A kiss bit He Songfeng's cheek like a dog, leaving a large amount of saliva.
"Good morning, My sweety Angel~"
The two of them kept silent about what happened last night. After lunch, they spent the whole day shopping in the duty-free shop on the cruise ship.
The pile of packaging bags cannot represent the aesthetic taste of the two people. It only proves that Samuel is showing off his financial strength to everyone on the ship, showing off that he spends a lot of money to support Angel. If you don’t have his ability, don’t covet it.
During dinner, Dou Mingxu also ate together, but the three of them kept a calm surface. Dou Mingxu said that he would leave tomorrow because of official business, as the cruise ship docked, and they would meet again next time if there was a chance.
He gave the gift to Samuel and ignored his deskmate He Songfeng, which made Samuel breathe a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Lambert, may I ask what brand you were wearing the day before? I think it suits me perfectly."
He Songfeng knocked suddenly.
Dou Mingxu paused with his fork, causing a sharp hissing sound on the plate, but he quickly drowned it out with his voice:
"Hmm, I don't think it's suitable for you. A vase is more suitable for clothes covered with luxury logos. It's brainless and direct, and easy to cash in."
After saying that, Dou Mingxu gave Samuel a look, clearly indicating that He Songfeng was a liar who would make money and run away at any time.
It was He Songfeng's turn to have his smile frozen.
Sure enough, after dinner, Samuel grabbed her collar and threw her onto the bed and fucked her until she was exhausted.
He Songfeng coaxed Samuel on the ship for several days before the matter was over. Samuel also did not drink during these days and remained sober.
The last day of the trip is approaching.
At night, the two of them had sex in bed. These days they had been doing it to vent their anger, without any ambiguity or romance.
Samuel suddenly felt bored, so he ended this first and last time and got up to go to the balcony to smoke.
He thought about it for a while, wondering what the source of this feeling of growing emptiness was. With a cigarette in his mouth, he slowly turned his head and stared at He Songfeng through the glass for a long time. Suddenly, he remembered something and his gaze dropped as if he had braked.
The table beside her legs was filled with fresh fruits prepared by the ship's housekeeping department. The grapes were even sprayed with water, making them shiny and particularly eye-catching in the dark sea.
…………
Samuel put out his cigarette and walked up to He Songfeng. He hesitated to discuss something with He Songfeng.
But just as Angel uttered the word, He Songfeng curled up into a ball and acted coquettishly:
"Mr. Samuel, I'm sleepy, please let me go."
Samuel didn't make any more sound and stayed by the bed until he heard steady, gentle breathing from He Songfeng's nostrils.
He suddenly knelt down in front of He Songfeng, held He Songfeng's hand that fell out of the quilt, put it to his lips and sucked it, and his lips covered every finger until the entire palm was licked as if it had been fished out of the water.
But I'm still not satisfied.
Samuel's breathing became heavier.
He carefully crawled into the quilt, between He Songfeng's legs, and crossed the two straight and slender legs over his shoulders.
He Songfeng's soft thighs tightly clamped Samuel's cheeks. Samuel knelt and took a deep breath.
But all this was just Samuel's one-man show. Without He Songfeng's words "useless dog", it was like an abandoned well. No matter how deep the bucket was dug, no water could be obtained to quench the thirst.
Without He Songfeng's insults, he would always be in a state of unsatisfied heat and thirst, and this heat would even become more intense as time passed.
It’s hard to say who can’t live without whom.
But at this time, Samuel was not teased by He Songfeng. He was almost burned from the inside out by desire, almost to the point of being torn apart physically and mentally.
"Angel!"
Samuel shouted He Songfeng's name and forcibly woke him up from his sleep.
He Songfeng's body trembled, and he looked at the aggressive look of the man in front of him in panic. For a moment, he thought that Dou Mingxu had told Samuel about their affair.
He Songfeng felt guilty and didn't dare to look at Samuel.
Samuel, however, rushed towards He Songfeng like a scabby dog, calling out perversely:
"Angel, my master, my destined master!"
Samuel's hand was like a rake, piercing into He Songfeng's fleshy legs, not allowing He Songfeng to escape, and forcefully pulled him in front of him.
"Angel, treat me like you did last night, stepping on me, scolding me..."
Samuel tilted his head and bit a circle of teeth marks on He Songfeng's leg, like a contract. He then hugged the leg into his arms, and then rubbed it with hunger and thirst, breathing out shovels of air from his throat:
"Young Master, please have pity on me. I'm going to die without you."
He Songfeng remained silent for a long time.
He was still a little dizzy and confused about the situation, and kept muttering to himself in confusion - who had adjusted him to this state?
Amidst Samuel's heavy breathing, He Songfeng softly asked:
"Poor Samuel, whose puppy are you?"
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