[Net King] Under Thirty

Chapter 8

An adult game for adults, omitting temptation, direct and passionate.

They were more or less infected by the straightforwardness of the fighting nation. Although no one had drunk alcohol, they all seemed to be drunk during the silence.

When Nioh was dragged out of the bar, he still regretted the unopened bottle of vodka he bought, but it was obvious that Atobe was more important than vodka.He glanced at the hand holding his hand, and suddenly felt that this scene was completely absurd.

I don't know what kind of charade it was.

How did they communicate just now?

How... such a tacit agreement was reached?

But impulse takes control of the body one step ahead of reason.

Heat and cold, the smell of wine or smoke, whatever, just an excuse.

So hugging, kissing, it seems logical.

The fingertips were wet with sweat and looked slippery, and when Atobe pressed Nioh hard with one hand, he heard the silver-haired man's suppressed inhalation.Probably the pain was so extreme that even breathing was trembling.Just more voices and no more.

He couldn't help raising his head, and saw the man's expression of patience with eyes narrowed slightly.

The sound of biting her finger and being swallowed abruptly stopped in her throat, and the eyes that had become physiologically moist looked at it, but it was a little more sensational.

Atobe was infected by such an atmosphere.

He lowered his head and bit Nioh's obvious collarbone, feeling like a wild animal with its prey in its mouth.

entangled.

Sweat and what else.

When the heat came up, the brain completely lost its ability to function, and my mind was completely blank.

It was the first time for Atobe to lose control to this extent.

No matter how ups and downs in the circle, he is still the proud and determined Keigo Atobe after all.The circle is very chaotic, and it is not easy to be alone, but it is not that difficult.

only……

Some people are different.

Some eyes have some information, and they are more dangerous than imagined.

Atobe admits that there are things about Nioh that touch him.

Maybe it was unexpected persistence, maybe it was something I saw in others but failed to stick to it.

Or maybe it's just that uncontrollable, presumptuous and free demeanor.

The ignition signal was so obvious that he couldn't even turn a blind eye.Moreover, the subtle emotions between the two people that lasted until the last meeting seemed to be magnified in such a scene and exploded like fireworks.

Is what the eyes express is true or false?

What are the consequences of being teased at the critical point of emotion?

Atobe no longer wants to know.

When he woke up, Atobe saw the faintly bright sky outside the window, he was startled, and looked sideways at the wall clock hanging on the wall of the room.

The hour hand is stuck between six and seven.

Sitting up from the bed, Atobe began to reflect on himself: To actually sleep until dawn in a strange place is really out of control.

The faint sound of water stopped, followed by the sound of opening the door.

Although it is a nearby hotel, the quality is quite passable after a sober look, at least the decoration and cleanliness are above the standard.There is also 24 hours of hot water.

Nioh came out wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel, and seemed to be taken aback when he saw him sitting on the bed.

how to say?

The atmosphere is a bit awkward.

After all...it's not that kind of relationship.

Nioh paused for a moment before going to the side to get the electric kettle to boil hot water.

He pressed the switch of the electric kettle, glanced at the air conditioner in the room that was still working, and finally pressed the light switch on the wall with his backhand.

The room was suddenly filled with warm yellow light.

Silence spread.

Seeing that King Ni had no intention of speaking at all, Atobe hurriedly opened his mouth before the atmosphere became more awkward: "You... come here for tourism?"

"Yes."

"How many days are you going to stay?"

"I don't know, if you're tired of watching it, buy a plane ticket and go somewhere else." Nioh casually shook his wet hair, "It's not a scheduled itinerary."

He leaned against the only table in the room, with the humming electric kettle next to him.

The bathrobe was tied casually, and some marks on the skin could be seen.

Atobe caught a glimpse and was a little surprised himself.

Noticing Atobe's expression was a bit subtle, Nio, who had seen him in the shower, couldn't help laughing.

Raising his hand and pressing on his collarbone, King Ni joked, "Master Atobe's mouth is quite heavy."

Atobe couldn't help but raised his hand and rubbed his temple.

Obviously, King Ni didn't know what enough was enough.

Seeing the helpless look of the trace department, Nio continued: "To be honest, I think you need to exercise to exercise your physical strength."

Atobe: "..."

"I should be the one who worked harder, right? You woke up later than me." Nioh held up a finger solemnly, "That's fine, the cleaning work hasn't been done yet. The after-sales service is terrible."

Atobe: "..."

He felt that Nioh really knew how to make him angry.

The author has something to say: My writing department has always used the blond-haired and blue-eyed character design of the comics, and I drove the car directly.

There are quite a lot of driving scenes in this article.

adult to hhhhh

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