Chi Guang

Chapter 117 Let's Go Now

When Mu Shihai went downstairs, Mu Xingyong and Yin Zhimei were having breakfast: "Go to school so early?"

"Something happened."

The door closed with a bang, and Yin Zhimei put down her chopsticks: "Husband, Xiaoyu has cello lessons in the morning, I'm going to change clothes."

Mu Xingyong waved his hand: "Go, I happen to be going to the company, so I will drop him off."

The woman smiled gently: "Okay."

The wedding photos on the wall of the master bedroom were particularly dazzling, Yin Zhimei took out her mobile phone: "Hello? He's gone out."

"Old rules, be more concealed, don't be noticed."

"You won't lose money," Wen Wan faded away, her eyes flickering coldly: "Give me the negatives together."

"Okay, I'll wait."

In the hotel, Xu Chichuan was blushing and at a loss. After washing himself, he remembered that he forgot to buy something. Just as he was about to get dressed and went downstairs, the doorbell rang.

...It was just right.

A fluffy head protruded from the crack of the door, its big wet eyes blinked, and the voice was as soft as a mosquito: "Brother..."

On the way when the taxi was speeding over, Mu Shihai had already thought about what would happen after entering the door countless times, but he never imagined that it would be like this——

Layers of falling gauze curtains covered the glare of the sun outside the window, Xu Chichuan stood on tiptoe and hugged his neck, his body exuded the fragrance of lavender shower gel, his slender waist exuded the unique youthfulness and innocence of teenagers, and the moist and hot kiss Slowly spreading from the neck to the ears, the ears and temples have been rubbed many times but still moved, hanging on him like a koala, with a sly smile, like a little fox who is not afraid of anything.

There was the sound of glass shattering in his ears, and Mu Shihai's throat moved slightly, which was his reason.

"elder brother,"

"Let's do it now."

Unforgettable, rational subversion.

In an instant, the sky was turned upside down, Xu Chichuan was violently pushed down and thrown on the bed, kisses rushed to his face with viciousness, his legs were entangled and crossed and messed up the sheets, his panting and breathing were all swallowed up by enthusiasm, and the sky was dark and eclipsed.

Until Mu Shihai was finally willing to let him go with a slight tingling pain from his lips, Xu Chichuan leaned against his shoulder, with a thin layer of mist in his eyes, gasping for breath: "Brother..."

Mu Shihai leaned over him, condescending, the sweat on his chest slowly slid down his waistline, his dark eyes were bottomless, and the strong possession in his eyes was about to engulf him. Xu Chichuan's face was hot, and he closed his eyes tremblingly: " don't look..."

There was a soft touch on the forehead, followed by the eyebrows, eyelashes, nose, chin, collarbone... all the way to the lower abdomen, and suddenly something hot was squeezed between the heels of his legs. Xu Chichuan became more nervous and grabbed the quilt tightly. Daring to open his eyes, his back fell into a familiar embrace, and there was a slight stabbing pain from the side of his neck. Mu Shihai pecked gently, his voice hoarse with lust: "Don't be afraid."

The dream came to an abrupt end.

The humming sound of the air conditioner was particularly prominent at night, Xu Chichuan turned on his phone, it was [-]:[-].

I slept half an hour longer than yesterday.

The little seal pillow in his arms was soft, and he was a little lost. How long has it been since he dreamed of this period?Did Mu Shihai ever dream back at midnight, and when he dreamed here, would he regret that he didn't make it to the end that day, and that when he wanted to do it again, he had no chance?

He waited for a long time and did a long time of psychological training. The pain he imagined did not come. He turned his head and saw Mu Shihai was sweating profusely, his eyes were black and shiny, his arms around his waist were tightened, and there was a hot rhythm coming from the heels of his legs. , more and more forceful each time, unconsciously clenched his legs, catering to someone's speed, the low and thick panting sound was sexy and deep, and his ears were red when he quietly heard it.

"Cubs."

"you are mine."

There was rubbing pain from the heels of his legs, his body was covered with hot sweat, and waves of psychological pleasure came over him, he thought in a daze, since a long time ago, I am yours.

At the last moment, Mu Shihai was firmly pressed under him, like a sacrificial prey, nothing but obedience and submission that could not be extricated, his eyes were dark, and a hoarse whisper came from behind, echoing in his ears.

"After the college entrance examination, I want you."

He still didn't give up.

The first ray of dawn shone into the bed, Xu Chichuan thought, if Mu Shihai had been more ruthless at that time, and not cherished him so much, he would not be so sad every time he thinks about it now; or...or, the Dong Chuang incident happened later, etc. They fulfill this wish, and then accept the cruelty that has to come.

There is a hint of self-deprecation on his lips, how ridiculous, even now, what he thinks in his heart is not regret or correction, his pain is never because he cannot change, but no matter which point the story returns to, he still wants to shamefully choose to turn his back on the world and love he.

The National Day of the second year of high school is obviously not as easy as that of the first year of high school. Although there are fewer classes after division of subjects, there are more and more homework. There was an open-air barbecue at the pool party, but most of the time during the day was spent rushing homework, several people were lying in the living room, papers and books were scattered all over the floor, Huang Jing scratched her head and went crazy: "His grandma's legs broke the cycle of elements, my mother doesn't Done!"

Xie Zihuang is about to collapse, why is math so difficult in the science class: "I want to transfer text, study liberal arts!"

"Okay, okay," Xu Chichuan gritted his teeth happily. Although they are in the same school, they are all scattered in different classes, and they seldom see each other. Book."

Xie Zihuang: "... Excuse me."

"Don't do it," Lu Miaoyi walked over with a disc: "Watch a movie to relax, homework is endless, but life is limited, we have to use our limited life to enjoy happiness."

"Could it be that our school has so much homework?" Huang Jing became suspicious, and grabbed Yang Yu's arm: "How many papers did you arrange in total?"

"Seven, seven."

Su Pingran, the sole representative of Jiang No. [-] Middle School, raised his hand: "Ten."

Jiang No. [-] Middle School fell into a collective collapse: "...you are not as many as us in total!!!"

"It's okay, you are not the worst," Lu Miaoyi hurriedly said, "There are more than 20 papers in the No. [-] Middle School next door, are you miserable?"

"No.[-] Middle School," Huang Jing frowned, "I remember Yue Xue is in No.[-] Middle School?"

"Yes," Liu Yiyu said with a trace of regret on his face, "I heard that she didn't go to the key class, and she was at the bottom of the grade in the final exam last semester, and her mother scolded and cried in front of the whole class during the parent meeting."

The room suddenly fell into silence, and everyone present was more or less unbearable, except for Mu Shihai, who had no expression on his face and removed the disc and put it in the DVD.

"It's too much!" Huang Jing said angrily: "At least it's my daughter, so I don't feel bad at all."

Although she doesn't like Yue Xue, she also despises such parents.

However, Lu Miaoyi took it very openly: "She chose the road, just seek benevolence and benevolence, and don't regret it."

"The movie has started." Two passports appeared on the screen, and Xie Zihuang recognized them at a glance: "Damn, happy together, Sanshui, you are archaeological."

"Look at it," Lu Miao unpacked the melon seeds, and glanced at the two people sitting on the sofa intentionally or unintentionally: "Enjoy the actor's acting skills."

Xu Chichuan had heard of this film a long time ago, but it was the first time he had watched it. He was with so many people, and his hand on the sofa loosened and tightened. Suddenly, a big hand came over and grabbed his restless knuckles. Looking at Mu Shihai's deep black eyes, his hanging heart fell instantly.

The broken waterfall lamp, the narrow kitchen in the cold and late night, the old red blanket, the two people who should have been alone in front of the Iguazu Falls... and that sentence that no one will hear again, why don't we start from scratch .

The film king is worthy of being the film king. At the moment Tony Leung stood in front of the waterfall, the two girls were crying. At the end of the movie, even the rough nerves like Xie Zihuang and Yang Yu looked gloomy. Only Lu Miao turned off the TV and asked about his feelings: " How about it?"

"Woooooooo..." Huang Jing wiped away her tears: "Why are they arguing..."

Xie Zihuang also nodded: "Li Yaohui is so good, he even cooks for him when he is sick."

"That's not the point, the point is... this is two men falling in love."

Everyone looked at him with mentally retarded expressions: "Nonsense."

"So, do you have any... thoughts in your mind?"

"Lu Miaoyi," Huang Jing blew her nose, her nose was red but her expression was serious: "It's wrong to discriminate against homosexuals."

Lu Miaoyi: "...I didn't!"

"Then why don't you watch a movie and ask this?"

"...Investigate your views on two men being together, do you know that Leslie Cheung's real lover is also a man."

"I know," Xie Zihuang said, "My mother is obsessed with Rong. She listens to his songs and watches his movies every day. I have watched this movie many times."

"It's a pity that my brother passed away." Liu Yiyu burst into tears when thinking of that unparalleled love affair: "It's so pitiful to leave Tang Sheng alone."

"No, why are you asking this? Oh~ I see," Huang Jing suddenly realized, "Could it be you..."

"I'm straight!" Lu Miao yelled and jumped up: "I'm straight! Straighter than a steel bar!!"

Xu Chichuan sprayed water on the coffee table: "Pfft! Cough! Cough cough!"

"Don't worry, we won't discriminate against you, tell me, who is that man?"

Lu Miaoyi: ...

"Brothers are still hiding from us," the gossip soul instantly ignited everyone's enthusiasm: "Quickly tell me, who is that man?"

Lu Miaoyi: "I'll say it again! I'm straight! Straight!!"

"Is it someone we know? Or someone here?" After speaking, Xie Zihuang immediately hugged himself: "I can't do it, Ah Jing's mother is still waiting to hold her grandson."

Lu Miaoyi: ...I want to give your grandma a leg!

Huang Jing glanced over the men present, and finally landed on Xu Chichuan: "No...is it Xiaochuan?"

Xu Chichuan & Mu Shihai: ...

Lu Miaoyi was about to go crazy: "I have a father-son relationship with him! Who would guess and put him on a rack to roast at night!!!"

After speaking, he turned and went upstairs with a deep breakdown, and the capitalized word grievance lingered on his back. Xu Chichuan followed, and couldn't help laughing when he saw him leaning on the balcony with a life-and-death expression: "Haha Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

"You're still laughing!" Lu Miao gritted her teeth, "Who am I doing this for?"

"Little bastard!!"

"Hahahahahaha stop laughing..."

Remembering everyone's reaction just now, Xu Chichuan walked up to him, suppressed his smile and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Sanshui."

"Thank you," Lu Miao said angrily, "I'm telling you, if the surname Mu hesitated to find a reason to run away, Dad would turn on him on the spot!"

"I don't care how you make troubles." In the blink of an eye, the kid who followed him since he was a child and tried to take the blame for himself every time he got into trouble grew to be as tall as himself: "I only have one request;"

"Xu Chichuan, don't lose yourself."

"He is ruthless, he can afford to be ruthless, you, no."

"No." Thinking of his birthday, Xu Chichuan retorted softly, "He won't."

Lu Miao bulged her cheeks and wanted to scold someone. Seeing his expression, she was suddenly discouraged, and waved her hand weakly: "Boys are extroverted, go away, Dad doesn't want to see you now."

"Okay Dad," this is the most refreshing way to call daddy: "I'm resigning."