Chapter 67: He's gay

The evil dragon has no home to return to, but it wants to stay in a human place. It seems to be begging, but it is holding Qingcheng Xie and not letting go, and it is trying to taste the freshness in the dressing room again.

The dragon marked a person, but the person turned his head and got himself clean, the dragon is very reluctant, patted the tail, naturally want to mark again.

A few hours later.

Qingcheng Xie's eyes are slack, between the pillows and quilts.

Although he had psychologically re-established his defenses, choosing to be perfunctory and accepting, physiologically still not.

And now, he was beginning to wonder if he had made a mistake in agreeing to Yu He's ongoing relationship in order to address the obstacles that were holding him back.

Because the little beast is also too energetic ......

It simply affects his arrangement even more.

Yu He lazily lay beside him, his fingers wrapping around his slightly longer black hair.

"Brother. Did I behave well just now."

"......"

The teenager's hot fire is very raging, as long as looking at Qingcheng Xie face emerged even a trace of love, Yu He is like from the tailbone of the electric, what tired do not remember, how the young boy's physical strength can not be used up like, only want to ask for more.

Unlike Qingcheng Xie, who slept with him purely to pass the time.

Today, Qingcheng Xie's body and hair are a calming agent for him.

No matter how hard Qingcheng Xie said, the attitude is more determined, as long as Yu He slept with him, people will settle down, temper will become very good.

His mood calmed down and the argument he had just had seemed to be nothing at this moment.

Man Chen isn't much more.

Anyway, Man Chen can't eat it, so he'll die of craving.

Yu He now looks at Qingcheng Xie's eyes in the end is much softer, that tenderness stripped of the usual gloomy meaning, very pure, like a normal nineteen-year-old in love.

Unfortunately, Qingcheng Xie does not look at him.

Yu He also called him, " Qingcheng Xie ."

Qingcheng Xie did not respond.

Yu He touched the corner of his lips, "Do you hurt?"

Qingcheng Xie ignored.

Yu He hugged him again and kissed the side of his neck, "Are you comfortable?"

Qingcheng Xie ignored him, and Qingcheng Xie said, "Can you get lost?"

Yu He smiled, but shamelessly: "I'm so tired, I work so hard, you don't even understand me? I want you to sleep with me for a while."

The half of the discussion does not mean, not on the mouth, not on the hands, he hugged Qingcheng Xie hugged very tight.

Qingcheng Xie looked coldly at the ceiling and said half a while ago, "You're really not disgusted with men at all now."

"I'm disgusting."

Qingcheng Xie sneered, "I really don't see the difference between what you're doing and being gay."

Yu He then sank his face, and after a long silence, he said, "This is different."

"How is it different."

The teenager was paranoid, trying desperately to prove something: "Then I'm only like that with you too."

"......" Qingcheng Xie slowly rolled his eyes and his gaze fell on Yu He's face, only the sight was cool, cooler than the snow on the window prongs, "You're not gay if you're only with me, are you fucking ridiculous? ridiculous."

Yu He's face became even more ugly, and deep down he seemed to know that it was wrong, but it was just a strong word, but he chose to ignore his own internal cross-examination.

He said, "I don't like other men, I'll do it with you."

"I don't want anyone else."

" Qingcheng Xie , I don't like men."

"Are you blind, I am the man."

"You're different, you're the exception."

Qingcheng Xie silent for a moment, the tone seems to hide some cold and ruthless knife shadow: "Why?"

Yu He also does not know the reason, is it the first time complex? But naturally, you can't say that. He is a "Yu He who has slept with many women".

So he casually said, "...... you ...... look good."

"Thanks, so if I scratch my face, will we be able to end this boring game."

The boy did not expect his casual conversation to get such a reaction, suddenly startled, rose up and looked down at him: " Qingcheng Xie!"

But then a cold sweat cooled down, and he stared into Qingcheng Xie's eyes and regained his composure: "No, you won't."

"Why wouldn't I."

"You're a man who values life. You take life very seriously."

Qingcheng Xie peach blossom eyes slowly closed, the throat knot rolled: "Sorry ah little friend, I take my own life very lightly."

Yu He suddenly snapped, his heart felt like something hit him, he lowered his voice and sternly whispered in Qingcheng Xie's ear, "If you dare, I will lock you up, cover your face, and toss you to death-!"

Qingcheng Xie opened his eyes, the pair of peach blossom eyes looked at Yu He extremely cold: "Since when do you like my face so much? I haven't seen you think I'm so pretty before."

"......"

Yu He couldn't answer.

He finally just said to Qingcheng Xie: "You, you are not going to disfigure your face for me, am I so important in your eyes?"

Qingcheng Xie did not speak, after a long time, the voice like an ice spring flowing through the remaining warmth of the mattress, he sneered: "This is also true."

"And what are you, Yu He ." There was a little sigh in his voice.

Yu He felt uncomfortable for no reason.

He doesn't like him calling him Yu He.

He realized Qingcheng Xie hadn't called him a kid in a long time - not since that night at the clubhouse.

Because of this unpleasant feeling, Yu He pestered Qingcheng Xie for a while, and when he came back to his senses, it was completely dark.

In the evening, Man Chen called again.

He was still not sure about Yu He and Qingcheng Xie's previous status and wanted to ask how they were doing.

Qingcheng Xie, of course, could not tell the truth to Man Chen, so he said, "...... is fine, there is a little misunderstanding before, explain away will be fine."

Man Chen chatted with Qingcheng Xie for a few more minutes and then said he would like to come to Qingcheng Xie's place for Yangzhou fried rice after work in a few days.

Yu He just listened to their conversation indifferently, then after Qingcheng Xie hung up, kissed Qingcheng Xie's cool lips - Man Chen could only hear the words coming out of these lips, but he was able to kiss them, from cold to moist and hot.

"Xie brother." At the end of the day he slightly pulled away from himself and Qingcheng Xie, both of their breathing is still involuntarily a bit chaotic, but Qingcheng Xie's eyes are already cold and thorough.

Yu He gazed at the pair of tricks, then said, "Will you get up and make me fried rice? Also want a bowl of porridge."

"......"

Qingcheng Xie thought, absolutely.

Yu He has a haze in his eyes because of Man Chen, but his mouth is like a petty bargaining, "If you want me to leave, then I will leave after the meal."

Whether it is between the same sex or between the opposite sex, it is rare that the active party enjoys the whole night and then asks the one who suffers to get up and cook.

As a rule, normal people will personally go to the kitchen to make soup, or call a hotel room service to send a meal, even if the ancient king spoiled a palace maid, after the matter will at least instruct the eunuchs to wait on people.

But Yu He is not shameless and is a special case.

And what about Qingcheng Xie?

Qingcheng Xie originally wanted to scold him, but he was so tired that he was sick of looking at Yu He - it takes energy to start an argument, and he didn't even want to look at Yu He right now.

What's more, he doesn't want Yu He to feel he's been tossed to the point of losing his strength, he always feels he's a pure man and is strong.

Qingcheng Xie got up and cooked without a word in order to let him roll early, with a face as calm as if nothing had happened.

His back was hurting, and there was discomfort elsewhere, but all these difficulties were internalized by Qingcheng Xie, and now all Yu He could get from his face was endless indifference.

Like a ruin, the invaders dug into the ground and could not find any treasures that called for rejoicing.

Yu He got dressed and got up to go to the kitchen to see him, his heart inexplicably went from calm to agitation, from agitation to loss, and from loss to bewilderment, he leaned with a sullen face against the door frame and kept rambling to relieve himself of the feeling of boredom.

" Qingcheng Xie, put aside less sesame oil."

" Qingcheng Xie, chop the green onion finely."

" Qingcheng Xie , do not put salt so early."

"......"

He deliberately picks and chooses, but he can't actually cook, and Ruben gets a big axe in front of the door, pointing without reason. He thought the man would turn his head and swear at him, as he had done before -

But men don't.

What he said, Qingcheng Xie will do with a look of indifference, like a disgusted to the extreme after, not a word to cope with, emotionless dismissal.

This silence disturbed Yu He even more than the previous attitude of Qingcheng Xie, who was at least willing to argue with him.

He walked over and suddenly hugged Qingcheng Xie from behind, kissed Qingcheng Xie's neck sideways, and put his hand on Qingcheng Xie's wrist, asking him to let go of the congee cooking spoon.

Qingcheng Xie at first ignored him, peach blossom eyes fixed on the gas stove jumping blue fireworks.

In the end, Yu He probably got tired of being pestered, and finally, without looking back, he coldly said, "You want to go crazy or you want to eat."

But the colder he is, the more Yu He seems to feel the taste, the smell of disinfectant water seems to become a deep pheromone, he actually does not want this, he is always well dressed in front of people - to be precise, before sleeping with Qingcheng Xie, even after people, he is also very gentleman, did not touch any female sex.

Qingcheng Xie seemed like an elder who led him into the deep woods of the Garden of Eden, and whether or not he started for any reason, the end result was that he let him into this garden.

After the teenager bit down on the snake fruit, he suddenly understood the evil words of Satan, and a primitive humanity was ignited in his bones.

Then he wanted to linger all the time with the man who had embraced him for the first time, in this forbidden place of Eden, which was forbidden by the gods, to taste the excitement that was still new to him.

Yu He lowered his eyes, kissed the back of his neck, and said, "Let the porridge simmer for a while."

In the late autumn cold day, the stove fire, the house is far hotter than outside, the old window glass is then covered with a layer of white mist, inside and outside what can not see each other.

But cold there is a hand propped up on the window glass, the hand pale than ice, long bone phase, and then there is another younger-looking hand clasped up, clasping the back of the original hand, five fingers over five fingers, tightly grasping the clasp, the window fog heavier, the steam is constantly rising, wrapped around everything in the house.

After a while, the house muffled, the two hands were moved away from the glass.

The glass was brought out a clear mark, in the new vapor has not yet dense cover, through that rubbed out mark, can vaguely see the kitchen table of the man's dark hair, wide straight shoulder blades.

The eyes lift up again, you can see the face of the young man standing in front of the kitchen table with a hot look on his face.

Is this the frenzied and obsessive look of the lonely dragon as it chews on the human sacrifice on the stone bed?

The answer was silent, like the ambiguous fog of winter wind and snow, which quickly covered the clear marks on the glass window again. The window fog is very thick, no one can see the scene inside, the two conversations inside the house is very low, deliberately muted, so no one can really hear.

At the end of the day, only a slight " Qingcheng Xie ......" came out from the gap of the window and leaked into the wind and snow.

The black shadows sway, the fog, look at the black hair, look at the blurred shapes, look at the difficult sins, look at the one holding up the other.

The evil dragon bowed his head and kissed the human's eyelashes with his scarred beak.

The fire under the pot had been unlit, and the house was so hot that the afterglow of it all turned like a pool of warm water, soaking the two of them.

"Don't cook for Man Chen in the future."

Yu He's voice is still wet, beastly and wild, a little stubborn, and a little nervous.

"I don't like him, he's a nasty gay."

He still has the face to say such things - he has the face to call others gay in disgust when he obviously did everything he shouldn't have done.

Qingcheng Xie pushed him away as soon as he got up.

He is cold fast, only his chest is still heaving slightly sharply, through the wet forehead hair to look out of the eyes but already very cold, cold to the heart.

"Take a step back, Yu He. He's better than you even if he's gay." Finally he opened his lips slightly, almost without any ripples, to Yu He, "He has never shown such endless interest in me, even if he is gay. Unlike you."

There was a pause, and the irony stung.

"Good one." The words are calm, but like the cone of a knife, "Outright, heterosexual."