Chapter 37 Repentance and aftertaste

Zhuang Shao pinched Meng Ye's cheek with his hand, but didn't try hard. As if holding a ball of chocolate, feel it slowly melting between fingers, slowly warming up, eager to taste its sweetness.

Love to the heart of the child is like this, unconscious.

The male and female duets on the TV have just started, and the singing is melodious and not noisy, which is very suitable for sleeping. Meng Ye slept soundly, Zhuang Shao's fingers were so tingly itchy from his breath that he had to withdraw them temporarily, while preventing the other two people beside him from finding out.

"Is brother asleep?" Yu Na asked.

"Well." Zhuang Shao motioned for her to lower her voice.

You Ying yawned, after all, she was getting old and had to go to bed when the time came. Yu Na was not sleepy, but her phone was about to run out of power, so she needed to go back to the room to plug in the power to continue playing.

"Can I take my phone, Brother Zhuang?" She looked at him eagerly, not knowing that Zhuang Shao was waiting for this sentence in her heart.

"Don't play too late, watch your eyes."

"Okay!" She jumped up excitedly, "Then tell my brother."

"Well, let's go."

When she also ran upstairs, Xiaolong was left at the front desk to accompany the two of them, and it was uncomfortably quiet. Meng Ye moved in Zhuang Shao's shoulder socket, probably because he was stabbed by an inch head. He scratched his left hand unconsciously twice, his nose hummed twice, and his cheeks were extremely flushed.

Zhuang Shao knew that he drank too much, but he didn't know why he drank too much, and attributed everything to the Chinese New Year.

I never thought the New Year was so good before. When Grandpa was still around, he was more bothered about the New Year, because all kinds of old subordinates and old comrades-in-arms always came to the door, disturbing their whole family. After my grandfather passed away, people took tea to cool off.

This year is a New Year's Eve that belongs to Zhuang Shao in a serious sense. He can have dinner with people who care about him, watch TV, and let Meng Ye rest on his shoulder so peacefully. Nothing compares to this feeling.

It would be nice if it was New Year's Day every day.

On TV, the skit actors shouted loudly: "Audience friends, I miss you so much!" Zhuang Shao said in his heart that I miss you too, please come often, come every day, Dabao see you every day!

But in the final analysis, New Year's Eve is only this day, and the opportunity to be seized still has to be seized.

Leaning Meng Ye's head against the wall temporarily, Zhuang Shao turned his head and gave Xiaolong a "shh", then got up and locked the door. The glass doors are quite heavy, and the rolling shutters are quite noisy, but if you put them down, people outside will not be able to see or come in.

Zhuang Shao gave himself a thumbs up in his heart, okay, you kid, you have the style of your grandfather who was hidden in the war zone back then.

It's not enough to close the store and lock it, he went upstairs to make sure Yu Na closed the door, Ying sister closed the door, made sure that all the tenants closed the door, no one could break his conspiracy, everything. After confirming it, Shi Shiran went downstairs to sit down and moved the person to lean on him.

"Meng Ye?"

Meng Ye didn't respond.

Before starting, Zhuang Shao looked up and glanced at the corner of the wall again, knowing that he was still watching because he was guilty of being a thief. He had never been a villain in his life, and of course he had never been a flower-picking thief, so he was extremely unskilled in practical operations, so he sacrificed himself for Meng Ye.

There was nothing to worry about, he calmed down and felt that he was still very calm, at least he would never lose the chain halfway, so he reached out and lifted Meng Ye's chin, and pressed his lips to it tremblingly.

...

Depend on.

His scalp was numb, his body was electrocuted, and his heartbeat could be heard in the next street. All the mobilization and all the consideration beforehand were in vain, he, he was actually a little frightened...

Don't blame him, it was Meng Ye's lips that were too soft and too kissable, so he was caught off guard without any thought preparation in advance. From the perspective of Zhuang Shao's virginity, kissing seems to be very simple, just get together, stick, and of course you can move, but at this stage, sticking is still the main thing.

It's not until you get it right that you realize that's not the case at all.

Meng Ye didn't move or resist, but that doesn't mean he can do whatever he wants. He is not so arrogant, calm, and knowledgeable. Even with all his strength, he couldn't hold back the boiling blood, the surging heart, and something like iron.

Yes, he hoisted the flag before he even started, that's the downside of being a virgin, he has no fucking self-control at all! He clenched his fists in both hands, but his teeth were still shaking up and down, like a woodpecker, and his lips were trembling, so in the first round, he withdrew without even tasting Meng Ye's mouth.

When he left, his mouth touched, and Meng Ye's lips flicked, slightly.

He wanted to put glue on his mouth, but he pulled it out anyway.

What is this called?

At present, Mei Se is timid, he regrets it, he is crazy, and he decides to make persistent efforts to climb the peak!

Zhuang Shao began to repeatedly recall the cartoons and films he had seen in his mind, racking his brains to review the theoretical knowledge, then he held Meng Ye's shoulders with both hands, and gave him a deep kiss on the red neck and collarbone first.

That's right, that's it.

and then?

Meng Ye raised his chin slightly and moved, causing him to petrify for a few seconds. After a few seconds, decided to go straight to the subject, so tilted head, and lips were actively printed. pressed the upper and lower lips of the person in arms slightly, and then took a deep breath, feeling the touch of this second, and then from the soles of feet to the strands of hair. The electricity is turned on, the lumbar spine is all numb, and the lower abdomen is pumping...

How the fuck is there such a cool thing to do? Good students want to curse, good students want to commit crimes.

Meng Ye's lips are not thick, but they are very elastic, especially the upper lip has an erect lip peak, which is usually inconspicuous, but if you kiss it, it can set fire to people's internal organs. can't wait to eat this thing on the spot. .

This may be the talent of the fox spirit, Zhuang Shao thought desperately, he is probably finished, just kissing and feeling breathless.

After a short pause, he pressed down lightly, rubbed it at an angle, and released it slightly. He felt that Meng Ye was sucking inward, probably due to lack of oxygen.

...

Terrible.

He was about to call an ambulance, and his heart beat 180 percent.

He wrapped Meng Ye's waist with both hands and hugged the other person in his arms, for fear of being discovered and taken away. Meng Ye was a little sullen at first, but then leaned his head against him, his auricle rubbing against his profile.

"Can I kiss you again?" Zhuang Shao lowered his voice, so dumb that he couldn't hear clearly, "I didn't understand it just now, I'm afraid I'll forget it later."

As the old saying goes, there are only three things, so there is one more chance.

Meng Ye's silence meant that he agreed.

Zhuang Shao's face was hot, his breathing was chaotic, and everyone began to lose consciousness. This time, he was much more courageous. He hugged Meng Ye and turned around. He pressed Meng Ye's body against the wall. He felt that Meng Ye's waist was soft and easy to hold. He felt that he was bullying a person who was powerless to resist. Blood gushed from the temple.

He stared at Meng Ye, and suddenly Meng Ye's lips parted slightly, he hurriedly kissed him, and the seam fit tightly. After tossing and turning for a few seconds, he stopped, his heart pounding. He tasted the lingering smell of liquor at the corner of Meng Ye's mouth, and felt that the two soft lips were wrapping him like a coat, and it was like magic, attracting him to go further.

He didn't dare to breathe, for fear of disrupting the rhythm.

Before Meng Ye's lips were closed, there was a narrow slit in the middle, like a door, inviting him to enter. Zhuang Shao's heart swayed, he closed his eyes and poked a bit of the tip of his tongue. The moment he touched the hard object, he almost lost his defense. After a few seconds of being absent, he realized that it was Meng Ye's teeth, fine and neat teeth.

But Zhuang Shao couldn't and didn't want to go any further, it was too shameless and too disrespectful to Meng Ye. He's an asshole, but he's not quite up to the tongue kissing step. He secreted a lot of saliva from his mouth, and he could only withdraw his tongue tremblingly, and finally sucked Meng Ye's upper lip and backed away.

Meng Ye's lips were dark red, the surface was covered with unknown liquid, and his hairstyle was a little messy.

Zhuang Shao looked at him like this, stared at his bushy eyelashes in a daze, sniffed the smell of wine exhaled from his nose, and remained silent again, then took his index finger and rubbed his lips.

This real feeling...

Zhuang Shao repented and reminisced.

I'm bullying the people I like, Zhuang Shao thought, I'm not a thing, I'm a bastard. In modern times, I should die, drowned by the spittle of my classmates and neighbors. In ancient times, I should be divided into five horses!

I'm not a thing, how can I do such a thing.

I took action without confession, I took advantage of the danger and bullied Meng Ye, maybe what I took away was his first kiss. Before he even touched the girl's hand, he touched my mouth first, and before he even tasted the girl's mouth, he tasted my saliva first.

But what can be done?

I'm not a fucking gentleman! Zhuang Shao suddenly gave up on himself.

I'm a bastard, my villain's behavior, maybe it's heredity, I'm just like the father who has never met, my brain is dominated by the following, I can't control myself. But I also have to say on the neck of the knife holder, I can't help it, I just like him, I am very serious, and I will treat him well, and he will take off all the stars in the sky for him!

Zhuang Shao was in a hurry and took Meng Ye's hand and rubbed it again!

Others spurn it if they want to, or look down on it if they want to, don't worry about it, just do it. One day he knows that he wants to kill or slash casually. If I defend myself with a sentence of my Zhuang Shao's name, I will write it upside down. He can do whatever he wants, he has the final say on this matter, as he pleases, if he wants me to die, I will reincarnate.

But if in case, that is, in case, he also likes me, he is my whole world.

Holding Meng Ye's fingertips, Zhuang Shao swore secretly.

This is to make a military order for himself, which means that the sophistry is over. Carrying Meng Ye back to the room, putting on the bed and covering the quilt, he guarded the person dizzy and whispered:

"You can stop drinking in the future, you know that, baby. If you're really drunk, let me pick you up. There are so many bad people out there, and you are so cute. If anyone is like me, they will act wickedly towards you. I'm still alive, I know that I have to fight him, and I have to get justice for you. But you know that I'm not as good as you, and there is an 80% probability that I'm not. Ah opponent, the appearance of death will not be so ugly... Even if you are lucky, it is not a trivial matter to lack arms and legs, and it is not easy to break the appearance. I am ugly, and you will definitely not want me, is it darling? So you thousand Don't give other people an opportunity, don't, I have to accompany you for a lifetime, and when I get old, let people burn money for us..."

Zhuang Shao, who had been drinking, talked a lot, and he was really muddled. If Meng Ye was awake, he would be beaten up after listening to it!

After he finished speaking, he pulled up his sweater and wiped off the sweat. He turned out the window without wearing his coat!

If Meng Ye is awake, I think there are two possibilities. One is to slap him and knock him unconscious and then pinch him to rescue him; the other is to continue pretending to be asleep and wait until his lips are slapped and squeaked. Stopped the explosion, jumped up and shouted: "You're not finished, right! Just kiss it! If you kiss that thing again, it will break it for you!"

...

I feel that Zhuang Shao is sad enough in any situation.

The above is just my conjecture and does not represent the actual situation. (It means that I am not responsible! I don't know what didn't happen!)