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Zhu Qiang looked at Cheng Zeyuan's face and asked him what's wrong.

Cheng Zeyuan suppressed his voice and said, "Stay away from me", and added, "I'm tired."

Zhu Qiang was silent. In his eyes, it was obvious that Cheng Zeyuan was ill again, and he was not allowed to touch him again.

Zhu Qiang asked patiently, "What happened?"

Cheng Zeyuan looked at Zhu Qiang's face with a bit of hatred, and asked him, "Do you think I look like a woman?"

Zhu Qiang was taken aback for a moment, and blurted out, "Where does it look like?"

Cheng Zeyuan was not at ease at all, he sneered distrustfully and said, "Of course you won't say like, if you do, I will definitely not let you be careless."

Zhu Qiang's complexion darkened, he stared at Cheng Zeyuan for a while, and said, "Someone said you look like a woman? Are you going to stop just because of this?"

Cheng Zeyuan looked back at Zhu Qiang with a face of course, he was completely unaware of the excitement that was carried by his emotions.

It's also because of his disturbed mentality, and now he is just catching what is and what is going to the doctor in a hurry.

Zhu Qiang stared at Cheng Zeyuan for a long time, held back for a long time with all kinds of difficulties, and finally forced himself to say, "If you don't want to be messed with so much...then you will mess with me in the future."

Cheng Zeyuan was stunned for a second. It seemed that he had never thought about back pressure before.

However, when Zhu Qiang proposed it suddenly, Cheng Zeyuan immediately accepted it in his heart, and began to seriously consider the feasibility.

A weird part of his mind thought, maybe he had really been stalked for too long, that's why he became weird all over.In this case, from now on the other way around...

Cheng Zeyuan eagerly looked into Zhu Qiang's eyes, "Now?"

Zhu Qiang was a little startled, but he quickly looked away, pretending to be indifferent and said, "Today is too late, let's do it tomorrow, tomorrow night at 07:30."

Cheng Zeyuan gave a somewhat absent-minded "hmm".

Zhu Qiang took a step back, "Then I'm leaving, you go to bed early."

Cheng Zeyuan replied "Yes".

Zhu Qiang didn't leave immediately, but urged, "Go into the house."

Cheng Zeyuan turned and opened the door, and simply entered the room.

Zhu Qiang couldn't see why outside the house, so he strode away immediately.

Cheng Zeyuan returned to his room in a state of confusion, but after sitting down, he always wanted to move unsteadily, as if he was uncomfortable no matter what.

He glanced at his watch, it was past ten o'clock, and he could lie down and sleep.So he washed and fell asleep.

The next day passed very slowly. After breakfast, there was lunch, and after lunch, we waited for dinner.When the time passed to 07:30, Cheng Zeyuan pushed the door out.

It is still a familiar road, but with a different mood.It was a bit like entering a speech contest for the first time.Obviously I know all the procedures, and I tell myself in my heart that my performance is the same as usual, but it is just a subtle nervousness.

When Cheng Zeyuan opened the door, the people inside seemed to be taken aback, and turned their heads to look at the door with a "swish".

Sensing Zhu Qiang's nervousness, Cheng Zeyuan relaxed instead.

Cheng Zeyuan locked the door and walked towards Zhu Qiang while taking off his clothes.When standing beside Zhu Qiang, Zhu Qiang looked up at Cheng Zeyuan's chin stupidly.

Cheng Zeyuan squeezed Zhu Qiang's chin, then slid his hand down to peel off Zhu Qiang's clothes.

Everything seemed long, and before they knew it, they had become one on top of the other on the bed.

Zhu Qiang spread his legs apart, lying on the bed like a boiled frog.

Cheng Zeyuan leaned behind him, his fingers slowly moving in and out of a tight place.

After a while, Cheng Zeyuan embeds himself into Zhu Qiang's body with difficulty, rubbing his body bit by bit.

During this process, Cheng Zeyuan discovered one thing.

When he was enjoying Zhu Qiang's body, he was able to find time to observe Zhu Qiang's changes.Instead of being suppressed by Zhu Qiang like before, sinking into the sea of ​​desire involuntarily.

He doesn't know whether it's because he himself is not obsessed with this leading role, or whether all the leading sex and lovers can calmly look at the overall situation and know all the changes in himself and his sex and love partners.In short, this feeling made him feel strange.

Zhu Qiang, who was crushed under him, was obviously in pain. His shoulders facing Cheng Zeyuan could see the shape of muscle bulges, showing that the master was bearing and enduring.

Looking forward along the lines of his body, you can see Zhu Qiang's sweaty side face.

Cheng Zeyuan took a further step in. At the same time, his upper body leaned forward until his head touched Zhu Qiang's head. As long as he tilted his head, he could see half of Zhu Qiang's face.

Cheng Zeyuan stared at Zhu Qiang's face with almost strange eyes. He saw the taut skin on Zhu Qiang's face, half-opened lips panting hard, slightly fluttering nose wings, and occasionally trembling short eyelashes.

At this moment, Cheng Zeyuan suddenly felt that he didn't know Zhu Qiang anymore.

He thought carefully, who is the person he is crushing?

Oh, his name is Zhu Qiang.

Who is Zhu Qiang?

She was Cheng Zeyuan's elementary school classmate.

Primary school students……?In other words, people who don't matter?

Doesn't matter?how come?It doesn't matter how can they hug each other and go to bed?

Is there anything special about Zhu Qiang?What does Cheng Zeyuan know about Zhu Qiang?

Cheng Zeyuan fell into a silent silence, and he found that he didn't know Zhu Qiang at all.Cheng Zeyuan didn't know what the other party was thinking about, what he had experienced, whether he was happy or sad.

So, here comes the last question: In Cheng Zeyuan's eyes, is Zhu Qiang alone?

Pulling out all the memories of the previous relationship from his mind, Cheng Zeyuan recalled the image of Zhu Qiang in his heart.

A trouble, a rascal, a trash (le) trash (se), a dog.

Cheng Zeyuan touched it, endured it, and used it out of his own needs. From the beginning to the end, Cheng Zeyuan only cared about himself.

In Cheng Zeyuan's eyes, the whole relationship between the two is like this.

Zhu Qiang felt that the organs buried in his body became soft. He turned his head with great effort, and looked at Cheng Zeyuan's face suspiciously.

Cheng Zeyuan and the sweaty Zhu Qiang looked at each other for a while, then retreated silently, turned over and sat next to Zhu Qiang.

Zhu Qiang looked at Cheng Zeyuan's back hesitantly, he didn't want to point out the fact that Cheng Zeyuan couldn't be hard at this time, nor did he want to admit that he was not attractive enough to make the other party lose his sexual desire, so he had no choice but to struggle , chrysanthemum curled up, lying on the stomach in pain and speechless.

Zhu Qiang didn't want to say something to end it, but Cheng Zeyuan suddenly said, "Try again next time."

Zhu Qiang turned his head to look at Cheng Zeyuan in surprise, and Cheng Zeyuan's gaze and Zhu Qiang's gaze were fleeting, and he turned around and began to put on his clothes.

Zhu Qiang heard in his ears that Cheng Zeyuan was getting dressed, he was putting on his shoes, and he was walking towards the door.But the footsteps stopped after walking halfway, Zhu Qiang looked back puzzled, and saw Cheng Zeyuan looking at him too.

Cheng Zeyuan glanced at Zhu Qiang's buttocks, and asked, "Are you feeling okay?"

Zhu Qiang said, "...it's okay."

After the conversation was over, the two stared and stared in silence for a while, and Cheng Zeyuan finally continued, "Then I'm leaving."

Zhu Qiang said, "...Oh."

This time Cheng Zeyuan really left.It wasn't until the footsteps could not be heard that Zhu Qiang let out a breath, and buried his face in his arms dejectedly.

He had a slightly weird idea: his and Cheng Zeyuan's roles had changed, not only physically, but also psychologically.

Cheng Zeyuan seems a little gentle today.

The author has something to say:

【small theater】

Zhu Qiang: Grass!In your heart, that's what you fucking think about me!

Cheng Zeyuan: Haven't you heard of it?

Zhu Qiang: What did you hear?

Cheng Zeyuan: The most ruthless bitch.

Zhu Qiang: ...

Cheng Zeyuan: Who called me a bitch? Who is it?

Zhu Qiang: ...

Cheng Zeyuan: Congratulations to him for becoming a proverb.