Chapter 107: Out of Control Kiss
If it were Qin Yanchuan more than two months ago, he would never have thought that one day, Shi Yang would lie on the same bed with him, covered by the same quilt.
Even now, he did not accept this matter immediately.
absurd.
Shi Yang adapted very well, just like lying in his own bed, wearing loose and comfortable pajamas, closing his eyes comfortably, and turning over.
He lay on his side, facing Qin Yanchuan.
The two bodies were very close, almost touching, and they could faintly feel each other's body temperature.
Qin Yanchuan did not move, still maintaining the sitting posture on the bed, leaning against the headboard, with his eyes lowered, staring at the person beside him without saying a word.
The soft, dim light shone on Shi Yang's face, softening the lines of his profile, making him look exceptionally peaceful.
Qin Yanchuan's gaze could not be ignored. Shi Yang opened his eyes again, stretched out his thumb and index finger and gently tugged at the other's sleeve.
"It's so late and you have to go to work tomorrow. Go to bed quickly."
This situation, coupled with these words, is like a wife complaining about her husband staying up late.
A nerve in Qin Yanchuan's brain was pulled again, and a strange feeling emerged silently, flowing along the blood and invading every nerve ending of his.
"Don't stare at me all the time. It makes my hands itchy. I want to put my hands into your clothes and touch your conscience..."
Qin Yanchuan glanced at him coldly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't talk."
Shi Yang immediately closed his mouth and eyes obediently.
Qin Yanchuan's palms that were resting on the bed beside him tightened silently, his slender fingers slightly bent, and then slowly relaxed.
After a moment's silence, he lay down next to Shi Yang, turned off the night light on the bedside, and slowly closed his eyes.
The bedroom fell into darkness.
Shi Yang raised his eyelids and glanced over, the corners of his mouth twitched up as if he had succeeded, then he moved quietly towards Qin Yanchuan and controlled his sinful hands.
"If you still can't sleep, do you want me to sing a song for you?"
After two seconds of silence, Qin Yanchuan's chest shook slightly, "It's up to you."
Shi Yang cleared his throat again and began to perform.
"The dark sky is hanging low."
"Bright~ the stars follow~"
"Bugs~fly~Bugs~fly~~"
“…”
The pitch was too high and the voice was broken.
Every line of the lyrics is so precise that it's off the beat, and the mountain road twists and turns.
It's like the devil's sound penetrating my ears.
Not surprisingly, Qin Yanchuan couldn't sleep even more.
But the person was singing with great enchantment, immersed in his own beautiful voice.
Until a hand suddenly reached out and covered his mouth without saying a word.
“Hmm…”
The man's low voice echoed in the darkness, penetrating into Shi Yang's eardrums: "Stop singing."
The distance was so close that she could even feel his warm breath spraying on Shi Yang's neck when he spoke.
Shi Yang closed his eyes, made unclear sounds, and nodded.
The soft lips opened and closed, touching Qin Yanchuan's palm, accompanied by a wave of itchiness.
Qin Yanchuan's lips gradually tightened, he loosened his hand, and curled his fingertips.
With his mouth free again, Shi Yang began to mutter softly: "My singing is so beautiful, but you don't know how to appreciate it. Next time I will sing for Brother Qin Zhuo and Brother Ye Lan."
Qin Yanchuan: "Sleep."
Shi Yang yawned, closed his eyes obediently, and didn't make any sound this time.
It was indeed too late and I was gradually feeling sleepy.
After about ten minutes, he fell into a deep sleep, heartless and completely unguarded against the man next to him.
Shi Yang was a restless sleeper, and he always liked to hold something when he slept, but now the one lying next to him was not a doll, but a living person.
He unconsciously moved over in his sleep, with one leg and one arm resting on Qin Yanchuan, and his head buried in the other's warm arms like a puppy.
On the contrary, Qin Yanchuan had no sleepiness at all, and his brain was even becoming more and more clear.
He stared at the dark ceiling expressionlessly, allowing others to do whatever they wanted.
Slow and even breathing fell on his neck, and Shi Yang's breath, wrapped in the light fragrance of shower gel and shampoo, penetrated into his nostrils.
An inaudible sound came from the man's throat.
Even when she was sleeping, she was seducing him.
Qin Yanchuan closed his eyes, the veins on his forehead jumped twice, and all his emotions that were hidden in the darkness gradually emerged.
He shouldn't be read stories or put to bed.
We should not allow this little troublemaker to do whatever he wants.
Qin Yanchuan's breathing was a little disordered, and when he reacted, he had already raised his hands to hold Shi Yang's waist.
The strength in the palm gradually gathered, tightly gripping the slender waist and unable to loosen.
His eyes adjusted to the darkness, and he could see the blurry features of the person lying in his arms, eyebrows, eyes, nose...
Finally, Qin Yanchuan's gaze rested precisely on Shi Yang's lips.
Shi Yang was sleeping soundly, completely unaware that at this moment a hand was holding his cheek in the dark, with warm fingertips resting on his lips and stroking them gently.
Qin Yanchuan lowered his head and slowly approached, his heavy breathing falling on the cheek of the person in his arms.
Inch by inch, just a slight touch and she could kiss his lips.
Qin Yanchuan paused for a moment, but then he kissed her.
However, his fingertips were pressed on Shi Yang's lips and she didn't actually touch him.
After staying for two seconds, Qin Yanchuan moved his lips away, but his breathing became heavier and more chaotic, and deep desire emerged in his eyes, gradually spreading as if endless.
Keep clamoring, about to burst out.
Qin Yanchuan's breathing stagnated for a moment, and then he removed his fingertips.
He moved towards Shi Yang's lips and kissed her thoroughly.
It's like it's out of control.