Chapter 38

Su Zhihe didn't feel fast.

What he and Qin Qing went along was originally not the conventional road of knowing-understanding-contact-in-depth understanding-in-depth contact-heartbeat-pursuit-love.

Because Boss Su has already been moved.

As long as Qin Qing has a little feedback, Boss Su will act immediately.

What's more, Qin Qing is not 18 years old. At the age of 18, you must consider not to be too anxious. Don't scare your children. President Qin can even do three glasses of white wine. Zhihe felt that if he didn't act a little bit, he would be too much of a man.

So after kissing his forehead, Su Zhihe stretched his arms around the boy he was against the wall, and under Qin Qing's wide-open shocked gaze, he lowered his head and kissed, touching the softness of the two petals.

Tap it to divide, and then put the lips together as the eyes met.

Qin Qing was probably too shocked. The body that was held in his arms by Su Zhihe was stiff, like a French baguette sold in a supermarket.

The inside of the stick was turbulent, and his emotions flowed from his heart to his face, and the words in his heart were directly spoken: "It's too fast, isn't it?"

Su Zhihe almost laughed, locking the person in his arms, his breath clinging to his breath: "Hurry up? It's not a young man. We men in their thirties are in love, shouldn't this be the way it is?"

Then he said: "When do you take your time?"

Although there was a suspicion of fooling people with this, Qin Qing actually approved it.

After all, his actual age is there, and he also feels that mature-age men’s love is unlikely to slow down like boys and girls.

Children will be obscure and ambiguous, and adults will go straight to the subject.

But Qin Qing never went straight to the subject in this regard. He didn't know it would be like this. It was the first time to be so intimate with someone. When he reacted, he blushed in shame.

And he blushed, opened his eyes wide, and looked at people in amazement, but he appeared to be extraordinarily innocent and innocent. Su Zhihe saw it and began to consider whether he would stay here for a night today.

Forget it, look at IQ when you enter the door, look at your strength when you reach the wall, and you can only look at the will of God if you stay at night.

God's will is such a mysterious thing, it is useless to think unilaterally.

I didn't know that Qin Qing, who had been hugged and kissed a few times, was stiffened into a stick and had already finished his brain quickly.

He blinked and asked Su Zhihe: "Do you want to soak me?"

Su Zhihe stuck to him: "Change the word."

Qin Qing changed: "Do you want to sleep with me?"

"..."

Su Zhihe was about to laugh again.

As expected of Mr. Qin, only Mr. Qin can "rule" him.

Su Zhihe decided not to kiss first, so he had to clarify some questions. He asked Qin Qing: "I am in your eyes, I just want to'soak' you and'sleep' you?"

Qin Qing continued to make the French stick and thought for a while: "You...like me?"

Su Zhihe sighed in front of Qin Qing's clear and blank eyes, forget it, don't break it, let's kiss first.

As a result, Qin Qing raised his hand to block his mouth, with the back of his hand facing inward and palm outwards. He blinked behind the hand that blocked his lips, and asked calmly, "You don't even ask me, just kiss?"

His face was already red when he said so bluntly.

Su Zhihe no longer kissed him, and he smiled: "Well, I'll ask you."

Qin Qing said, "Don't ask first."

Su Zhihe lowered his head slightly, his eyes got closer, his breath sprayed into Qin Qing's palm: "How can I continue without asking?"

Qin Qing wasn't blocking the kiss, but the whole person was hiding behind the raised hand, her eyes dodged unobviously, and her tone was calm: "I want to think about it for myself."

Su Zhihe said: "If you think about it yourself, you may not be able to figure it out."

Qin Qing's voice was also hiding behind his hands, as low as a gnat: "If you can't figure it out, you can't come up just like that."

Su Zhihe, the big bad wolf, got closer, only the thickness of his hand from Qin Qing, with his lips pressed against Qin Qing's palm, his eyes were straight: "Which am I?"

Qin Qing: "..."

Su Zhihe smirked when Qin Qing was speechless.

Not only laughed, but also licked Qin Qing's palm with the tip of his tongue.

Qin Qing was taken aback, as if getting an electric shock, he squeezed his fist and closed his hand, but Su Zhihe seized the opportunity again and leaned forward to kiss.

This time, it is no longer just touching the lips, it is a predatory intake between the lips and teeth, a strong strategy.

Qin Qing wanted to push Su Zhihe away. If he could, he didn't limit himself to the form, he could just kick him away.

But he couldn't move at all at first.

Su Zhihe is too strong, and he has amazing arm strength that he can't shake. The hugging posture and the arm strength against the wall also use skill, and he can't break away at all.

Afterwards, Qin Qing had forgotten to break free.

——Su Zhihe kissed him, causing his body to suddenly wake up, as if he had been silent for a long time in dryness, suddenly encountering spring rain, which made people instinctively addicted.

Qin Qing didn't know whether this body was another eighteen-year-old shell in parallel time and space, or whether his original body dates back to when he was young.

He didn't know that this must be his former body until he began to indulge.

Because there is only the original body, in terms of love, restraint is almost depressive.

There is only the original body, which not only rejects contact with others, but also desperately desires qing|desire and love| caress.

Once addicted, you can't get rid of it.

Qin Qing almost gave up reason.

He had closed his eyes long ago, and drowned obediently instinctively.

Responded jerky, shuddered slightly, wanting more.

This is a little troublesome, after all, Su Zhihe at first felt that staying night was up to God's will.

In the current situation, it seemed that he didn't stay, and it seemed that he was not a human being when he was finished.

Su Zhihe really took the time to ask himself: Is it a human?

In the end, Qin Qing, who was free from the kiss, pushed him against the wall in turn, panting while whispering, "Stay for the night?"

"..."

"Stay?"

"..."

Su Zhihe couldn't help but start to reflect on which link went wrong.

Unfortunately, there is no room for reflection and reason.

Only Su Zhihe didn't even realize it, and he made a very light "stay" between his lips and teeth.

——

Qin Qing had a dream. He dreamed of his previous life and Shuangfan.

Shuangfan was slapped by him again, had a big fight, and walked out.

Qin Qingyi called the assistant and bodyguard who would follow Shuangfan every day, and asked him to follow Shuangfan and watch him.

The bodyguard stopped talking.

Qin Qing frowned: "Just say what you want."

The bodyguard said: "1821."

1821 is the house number of a hotel room.

It is a room that Shuangfan has long-term contracted under the name of the company.

At first, Qin Qing thought that Shuangfan Bao's room was because he didn't want to live in the house he bought, so he wanted to live in a hotel.

Until the bodyguard reminded him vaguely.

In the dream, Qin Qing stood at the door of 1821 after making a phone call with the bodyguard.

The heavy door cut off all sounds. Qin Qing didn't know what was going on inside the door. He rang the doorbell and no one opened the door. After waiting for a long time, no one opened the door.

He called Shuangfan but no one answered, and then sent a message to Shuangfan, telling him that he was at the door of 1821.

This time, not long after, the door opened.

It was a strange man who opened the door, naked to the upper body, naked to the lower body, bare feet, and wearing nothing.

Qin Qing realized something and rushed into the door in shock. In the messy and filthy master bedroom, he saw Shuang Fan lying naked on the bed.

Shuang Fan smiled at him with malicious venomous snake eyes, and then recruited him after laughing, saying, "Mr Qin, do you want to be together?"

Qin Qing wanted to vomit, it was because he really wanted to vomit, for everything in front of him, for the pleasant, dirty aroma that could be smelled under the tip of his nose.

Qin Qing covered her mouth.

Shuang Fan was lying on the bed, his expression still showing the aftertaste of Huan, Xia Ran's eyes, looking at Qin Qing in a leisurely manner: "Mr Qin, you are so restrained and cautious every minute and every second, don't you feel tired?"

"People are tired. When you are tired, relax and vent. Aren't you afraid of suffocating yourself?"

Qin Qing spit out a word from his mouth: "Go away."

Shuangfan laughed loudly: "It's just going to bed, venting the desires. Qin always doesn't think of this kind of thing too much, right?"

Bewitched again: "Will President Qin try? If you think others are dirty, you can try with me."

"Oh," Shuang Fan thought of something, "I'm even dirtier, you must despise me."

"But it's okay." Shuangfan said to himself, his expression relaxed and casual after venting, "Everyone is dirty."

Qin Qing's tone was exhausted: "Shuangfan, are you having enough trouble?"

Shuang Fan was emotionally unstable, suddenly turned his face, and said angrily: "You too! Qin Qing! You are as bad as me! You are worse than me!"

"Sooner or later, sooner or later! Sooner or later! You will be like me! You will be more addicted than me! The more restrained now, the more addicted in the future!"

"You can't keep your bottom line! You can't keep it!"

"Sooner or later you will be like me!"

"sooner or later!"

This time, Qin Qing didn't slap Shuangfan again.

He wanted to fan, but couldn't.

He stood at the door of 1821 again and again, and that door opened time and time again, and the person who opened the door was different each time.

He rushed into the room time and time again, watching Shuang Fan yelling at him time and time again, saying that the two of them are the same, the same rotten, and sooner or later they will be the same dirty, and will eventually go to hell together.

Not knowing when, he stood outside a door again.

The house number is not 1821, it is blank.

No one came to open the door, and Qin Qing didn't knock on the door. When he thought of it, he raised his hand and the door was gently opened by him.

Behind the door, he saw Su Zhihe's back, as if he was holding a person against the wall, followed by Su Zhihe's voice: "We men in their thirties are in love, shouldn't this be the case?"

Qin Qing wanted to laugh suddenly.

As soon as he smiled, his perspective changed, he changed from looking at Su Zhihe's third perspective to being hugged by Su Zhihe.

At this time, Shuangfan emerged out of thin air, stood beside them, stomping angrily: "What a relationship! You are going to bed! Going to bed! You are as dirty as me! As dirty!"

Su Zhihe in the dream asked Qin Qing suspiciously, "What is he doing?"

Qin Qing wanted to laugh again and said, "He is jealous of me."

Su Zhihe: "What are you jealous of?"

Qin Qing: "I'm jealous of falling in love." I'm jealous that he keeps abiding by the bottom line.

Su Zhihe kicked Shuangfan and kissed him without any distraction.

Halfway through the kiss, he suddenly frowned and said, "I made a mistake and didn't buy a set."

Qin Qing laughed directly.

The next day, Su Zhihe woke up amidst the regret of this intestines.

After all, staying for the night until the end was just a matter of rubbing and not going in. It would have to vomit blood just thinking about it, not to mention that it really happened.

Opening his eyes, it was Qin Qing's sleeping figure with his back facing away.

Su Zhihe is satisfied again.

Leaning over, putting his arms on the waist of the person in front of him, and preparing to squint for a while to sleep, Qin Qing suddenly woke up and sat up.

Su Zhihe raised his neck: "What's the matter?"

Qin Qing went to grab the phone on the bedside table immediately: "What time is it?"

Su Zhihe's heart was stunned, and he expected: He missed work.

Sure enough, Qin Qing frantically watched the time on the phone, and urged as he got out of bed: "It's past eight o'clock, hurry up!"

Just getting out of bed, tripped over some clothes thrown in a mess under the bed.

As if waking up from a dream, Qin Qing looked down at his clothes slowly

Lift up.

On the bed, Su Zhihe lay on his head with his arms bent in a posture of a beauty lying on his side.

No clothes.

No half of it was worn.

Qin Qing: "..." Asphyxiated.

Su Zhihe guessed that he wanted this expression, so he asked in a leisurely manner: "Already remembered?"

Qin Qing: "..."

This time it was Su Zhihe's turn to smile: "Young people are passionate, and they are about to squeeze me out."

Qin Qing: "..."