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Chapter 53 Shameless
Chapter 53 Shameless
It's still early, but if the movement is bigger, the elders will be invited. And upstairs and downstairs add up to this one bathroom, and the washing time is too long to be suspicious.
Meng Ye ran down dong dong dong, next to the door and handed in a message: "Why don't you turn on the light?"
Zhuang Shao's voice was hoarse: "I'm happy."
"...Wait, I'll go and adjust the water temperature for you."
The switch is on the side of the bathroom, and the temperature button on it beeps, like a game console when I was a child. Meng Ye adjusted, probed and said, "Try it."
There was water in it for a while, and he said, "It's hot again."
Meng Ye beeped for a while, until Master Zhuang expressed his satisfaction before returning to the door and waiting eagerly.
What are you waiting for?
He didn't know it himself. I knew that I was itching, and I especially wanted to get closer to Zhuang Shao, even if I just heard his voice, even if I smelled it.
Fuck, I'm a dog. Meng Ye hates himself!
But even if he is a dog, Zhuang Shao is not a fool. There was no water in it, and after half a minute, the slippers walked to the other side of the wooden door and asked, "You haven't left yet?"
"Well." Meng Ye nodded honestly, "I'll stay here for a while."
"I want you to guard me when I take a shower?"
"My pleasure."
Yes, let him copy the ready-made words. Zhuang Shao was helpless and angry: "How can I wash your pestle here? Iβ"
I almost didn't say that I want to DIY. I can't let go of your hands and feet here. Please gently move your car upstairs and wait.
"You are busy with your work." Meng Ye said in a muffled voice, "I will help you watch people, and I can remind you if there is too much movement."
Although it is nonsense, there is some truth to it. In case Zhuang Shaoyi throws his head up and slaps too hard or hums too loudly, and alarms the parents, he won't be allowed to jump off the building at that time.
Zhuang Shao said nothing.
His face is thin, as thin as paper. After a few moments of silence, he left the door.
Although he couldn't wipe his face, Meng Ye whispered uneasy, "Be low-key, this house is not well insulated."
"understood."
Meng Ye could hear depression and desire in his voice, and he was so embarrassed that he didn't do anything.
Leaning against the wall beside the door, Meng Ye said nothing.
The sound of water inside was clattering, and the water droplets hit the tiles and jumped enthusiastically and happily, but the two people inside and outside kept their mouths tightly closed.
Zhuang Shao didn't turn on the light, he could see a hazy shadow from under the crack of the door, he couldn't move his eyes when he looked at it, his mind unconsciously began to make up the face outside, that handsome face with a big slap, The neck that is always sweaty, the bangs that are always rambling, and the mouth that loves to swear, lips that have been kissed by myself.
With one hand on the wall, his head was slightly lowered, his eyes were closed, and a dull, hoarse, and wet movement came from his throat, dispelling the uncontrollable desire that was about to boil over in his body. Standing barefoot on the warm tiles, his calf muscles straightened like bowstrings, and his thigh muscles were stiff.
Halfway through, he was worried that he could hear it outside, but Meng Ye didn't say a word, maybe he just couldn't hear it.
For this sake, you can only deceive yourself, otherwise what else can you do? It is better to let him die than to let him endure, even the gods can't help it in this situation. He was breathing slowly and wetly, again and again, the face in his head lingering.
To do such a thing in person, Zhuang Shao couldn't imagine it before. In the past, he had his own bedroom, where he could do whatever he wanted, no one would disturb him, and he would not lose face in front of anyone. Now he has not only lost all his face, but has also become shameless, and the person he likes dares to lust openly and openly outside the door.
How did you feel? It's just that the countless times before, it's not as good as this time, it's like floating.
The person he liked has actually touched the key parts and touched the other person's saliva. This alone is enough to make him explode physically and mentally, not to mention that the other person is still standing at the door, listening, live broadcast, no movie. So exciting.
Zhuang Shao realized that he didn't need to do anything at all, he just thought about Meng Ye. Thinking of his ankles that shrank when he held it, his ticklish narrow waist, his slender and long calves, and the two soft lips he kissed during Chinese New Year, I haven't had time to think of the key point. , The back of the neck to the caudal vertebrae was repeatedly electrocuted like a spasm. I can't wait for it to come a hundred and eighty times, and the gasping in my throat is getting heavier and heavier.
If the magic power he likes has always been so great, then Zhuang Shao feels that one day he will be exhausted, and in the end, he will be a little self-sacrificing. Whatever, anyway, I have never been a decent gentleman, who made me have a father who is lecherous and not human? It's all fucking genetics.
But Meng Ye couldn't hear anything when he was outside, really not! At least, at least breathing can be heard. At first, he pretended to be calm, but then it stopped. His hands were still shaking in his trouser pockets. He wanted to sing loudly.
Zhuang Shao, can you hurry up? I can't stand! He really wanted to urge him like this, but several times the words reached his mouth and then slowly swallowed, and the hand that was raised to knock on the door eventually turned into a slap in the wall...
Hey.
Facing the wall, he was lying on his stomach with both hands raised as if he had surrendered. He pressed his entire body against the wall, first with his chin against the wall, then with his cheeks against the wall. of.
He was so nervous that he couldn't tell exactly where he was so nervous. He wanted to play ball, run, and jump into some glacial lakes in the Antarctic and North Pole to swim naked for a thousand meters!
After holding it for another two minutes, Meng Ye couldn't take it anymore, he raised his hand and knocked on the door very softly: "Zhuang Shao..."
The water stopped.
"Busy now?"
What the hell is wrong with this! Meng Ye regretted it when he said it, and wished to poison himself.
Zhuang Shao hummed in a low voice, panting like a wild beast between hunting: "What's the matter?"
"Nothing, I..."
Meng Ye scratched at the wall again.
The old walls had a faint musty smell, and the lemon-scented shower gel smelled from the crack of the door. He stuck this cake on the wall, and it was almost mushy when he smelled it. carry away.
"I just suddenly remembered that there seems to be Pi Yanping at home. Do you want to wipe it? I'll get it."
"No need," Zhuang Shao paused, his voice hoarse, "it's much better."
"Ooh." Meng Ye took a deep breath, then let out a long breath, ordering himself not to make any more trouble, "Then you continue, I, I'm outside."
Zhuang Shao explained these words as soon as they landed, and explained them very thoroughly, at least half a minute.
Hearing the sound of the hurriedly opening shower, Meng Ye turned around depressed, thinking that Zhuang Shao was impatient to listen to him, and continued to take a shower. He sighed one after another, looking at the moon hanging outside the eaves in a trance, thinking to himself, what is it like to like?
Why do I want to go in but dare not go in, why can I feel it just by listening to the sound of Zhuang Shao taking a bath and smelling the smell? Don't you need to look at the screen? Don't you use real knives and real guns? No need to kiss and lick...
Stop, stop, stop. It's dangerous to think like this, young man! Meng Ye madly recited the 42 chapters of the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra and the Buddhist Sutra of Sakyamuni, and ordered himself to be pure and detached from desires and distracted.
Help... help.
He grabbed his neck with both hands and shook it violently, trying to use the pain to transfer the transfer force below, but unfortunately it was only successful for a few seconds. When Zhuang Shao was breathing inside, he wanted to go crazy outside, and when he was breathing, he wanted to be crazy. He wanted to rush in and put a seal on Zhuang Shao's mouth, handcuffed his hands, and threw the key away! The crime is to seduce him crazy!
It's too hard, it's too hard, which reference book will talk about this kind of thing, help, tell me how long is the average time for a man, how long does it take for an 18-year-old boy like Zhuang Shao, and how long does it take? How long will it take for him to end?
Meng Ye started to hit the wall with his forehead, his hands were slammed against the wall, and the hit and hit were matched with the frequency inside! Fuck you uncle!
"..." He held his breath, leaned back, and slammed into it! Boom - almost knocked myself out of a concussion.
The sound of water suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong with you?" Zhuang Shao asked in a hoarse voice.
Meng Ye opened his mouth to speak and found that he couldn't speak. Maybe his vocal cords were too tight, so he immediately twisted his thigh twice: "It's okay! Haha! It's okay! You are busy with yourself."
Help, what the fuck am I talking about.
Zhuang Shao paused for two or three seconds and said in a low voice, "I won't do it anymore, I'll come out here."
Meng Ye was embarrassed to ask him what he meant by "coming out", so he could only mumble, "Whatever you want."
Anyway, I'm waiting for you! I will never go up alone!
When Zhuang Shao came out, Meng Ye was in his trouser pocket, looking down at his toes, rubbing his feet on the ground. He heard the voice rise, and his eyes just collided with Zhuang Shao's. Zhuang Shao avoided first, then slowly moved back and stared at him: "What's wrong with your forehead, why is it red?"
"Nothing." Meng Ye rubbed his head sullenly.
Zhuang Shao put the back of his hand over, trying to see if he had a fever. Meng Ye dodged for a moment, and then felt that his reaction was too aggressive. Seeing Zhuang Shao's hand stopped in the air, he quickly put his eyes down and took the initiative to stick it there. After touching the back of his hand, he shook his head like a small animal and took the initiative to rub it.
Zhuang Shao took a deep breath.
Meng Ye's face also became hot. He didn't understand how he could do such a disgusting act, and suddenly changed the subject incoherently: "So what, is it comfortable?"
"..."
Both were silent.
Meng Ye slapped himself in his heart, you can be dumb because you can't speak. Zhuang Shao looked up and looked around, convinced that no one would pass by, and then he turned his heart and lowered his head to his ear: "Well."
Help, help.
hmm what does that mean? Is it comfortable or very comfortable?
Meng Ye cried out for help in his heart for the 108th time tonight. After shouting, his heart was still numb. He could only scratch his hair and squeeze out a dry sentence from his throat: "Then, then go up."
After saying that, he turned around and ran away.
Zhuang Shao followed behind him without saying a word, followed behind his shadow, and walked upstairs slowly.
After returning to the room, the two still did not speak, and the atmosphere was sticky like glue and could not be separated. Meng Ye slept inside and Zhuang Shao slept outside, with their backs facing each other and their pillows next to each other. The headlights of a large truck flickered from time to time on the glass windows, illuminating the room for a moment, then darkening it again, returning to silence and darkness.
The electric mosquito coils that my grandmother bought are sandalwood-scented.
Zhuang Shao didn't feel sleepy.
Probably Meng Ye didn't fall asleep either, because his breathing was uneven and his back was still sweating. By the way, he hasn't showered tonight.
Zhuang Shao guessed that he was hot, so he got out of bed and found a big fan, and fanned it silently and slowly behind him.
"No need..." Meng Ye was moved but couldn't say anything nice, and felt a little embarrassed to say anything, "You sleep with you, I'm not hot."
Zhuang Shao said, "I thought you ignored me."
Meng Ye murmured: "How can you, you didn't offend me."
"Really not?"
"Not really."
Zhuang Shao seemed to be relieved, and promised in a low voice, "Then I'll take care of you next time."
"..." Meng Ye's heart jumped, "What do you mean?"
"That's what it means, I don't understand it."
Meng Ye didn't dare to turn his head at all, he always felt that turning around would reveal some secret, so he stiffened his neck and hunched over, pushed back his hand holding the fan, and pressed against him in a very low voice: "What the hell do you have? What's wrong. I don't need you to do that, I just do it myself."
Zhuang Shao pulled his body over, neither too strong nor too small: "That's not fair."
"Where is it unfair?"
"You listened to me, and I have to listen to you too. You can't just let you take advantage of me."
Meng Ye was ashamed and embarrassed and wanted to laugh, so he beat his arm and called him shameless. Zhuang Shao thought to himself, what am I doing with my face? A face won't make me happy, only you will.
"Then it's settled."
"What's the deal, who agreed with you?"
Meng Ye pushed him hard, turned over and closed his eyes to pretend to be asleep. Zhuang Shao leaned over and continued to bite his ears: "It's settled."
"Go away!"
"You agreed."
"No no!"
Meng Ye covered his ears and was so ashamed that he wanted to hang himself. Zhuang Shao stared at him for a while with his elbow on his side, fanning while staring, staring at him and falling asleep with him.
This chapter was locked as soon as I put it in the manuscript box in the afternoon. T_T I was rescued for a long time and almost killed me. Fortunately, I finally released it. Itβs really ten years of life. Write back.