After the abuse of the scumbag, the actor and the young master are he

Chapter 21

Yuan Song faced the light with his eyes closed, put his hands on Jiang Baizhou's legs, deliberately pushed hard on his knees, and tapped lightly, waiting for the other party's response.

Last time, Jiang Baizhou kicked him lightly in the car and moved away on purpose.

This time, he also imitated Yuan Song's way of responding quickly, the two of them came and went, revealing an indescribable childishness and intimacy.

"My eyes still hurt!"

As soon as Jiang Baizhou was gentle, Yuan Song couldn't help acting coquettishly and begging for coaxing again.

It's not really that painful at all, just a little astringent.

"Don't rub it with your hands!"

Jiang Baizhou moved his face closer, pushed aside Yuan Song's hand that was about to wipe away the liquid that flowed from the corner of his eyes, whether it was tears or medicine, carefully wiped it off with the pulp of his thumb, the movement was as gentle as a feather, for fear of accidentally rubbing against the red and swollen place, causing inflamed.

"Kiss me once, it won't hurt once."

Anyway, he couldn't see with his eyes closed, so he didn't have to be embarrassed.

Although there were few pedestrians at the entrance of the pharmacy, it was on the side of the road. Jiang Baizhou was not good at flirting, so he instinctively wanted to refuse.

But Yuan Song was not forgiving, seeing his ass was leaving the seat and was about to stick it closer, his soft lips were pursed on purpose, and there was a seductive smile on the corner of his mouth, it looked like the other party would play tricks if he didn't give in.

Jiang Baizhou put his arms around his shoulders, hid himself while laughing, and finally held him down and kissed him on the mouth.

Now Yuan Song behaved, sat back on the chair contentedly, and played with Jiang Baizhou's fingers with both hands.

Both of them have beautiful hands, and Yuan Song really wants to wear the same ring or ring as him.

But he knew that to Jiang Baizhou it was a kind of bondage and promise, which he couldn't give now.

People come and go on the road, today is exactly the fifteenth, the bright moon is in the sky, the clear light is not as shining as neon, but it has a natural delicacy that falls on people's eyes and hearts, and the intuition is light.

After closing his eyes for 10 minutes, Yuan Song's discomfort was relieved to a great extent. Jiang Baizhou wanted to go back to the hotel, but he was afraid that watching a movie would hurt his eyes. Yuan Song disagreed. The two finally went out on a date. How could they not return home after enjoying themselves?

Because of the delay, when they arrived at the theater, the movie had already started for half an hour.

At this time, Jiang Baizhou's entrance will inevitably attract attention, and the two of them can only switch to other movies.

I bought two tickets for the last row near the aisle, and went in early and sat down.

It was past eleven o'clock, and the moviegoers were sparsely scattered around. Several couples were sitting in a hidden corner. They were in the last row, and they had a panoramic view of everything.The two looked at each other and smiled ambiguously.

"Our position makes it convenient to do anything."

At the beginning of the movie, the leading actor on the giant screen appeared, and the suddenly dimmed light made the ambiguity even more atmospheric.They're just here to date, and neither of them cares what the movie is about.

"What do you want to do?"

Jiang Baizhou took off the hat on his coat, and squeezed Yuan Song sideways against the soft back of the chair. His voice was hoarse and seductive, only they could hear it.

Yuan Song has been teasing him in various ways today.

Jiang Baizhou felt that if he could bear it until now, he was spoiling his children.

Once the senses are immersed in an atmosphere created by the right time and place, they will only follow instinct.And now the two are also seriously dating, and they have feelings and thoughts for each other.

Especially Yuan Song, from the very beginning, he made no secret of his frank liking.

His heart longed for Jiang Baizhou, and so did his body.

Nostrils intertwined, they hid in the safest darkness, the stars in Yuan Song's eyes were flickered by the scattered light from the screen, even so, Jiang Baizhou still felt that he was going to be addicted to it.

I don't know whether Yuan Song's hand touched Jiang Baizhou's face first, or Jiang Baizhou's lips pressed down first.

The two kissed silently and affectionately, pressing hard between each other's lips and teeth.

It wasn't their first kiss, and it wasn't as impulsive as the first time.

But this time Jiang Baizhou felt out of control.

He was so focused on kissing that all his senses were focused on the person in front of him. He conquered the city with his instinct, as if he wanted to make up for all the kisses he had missed for so many years.

"Don't, don't be here!"

Yuan Song was panting from the kiss, and Jiang Baizhou's palm rubbed against his waist repeatedly. Driven by instinct, he felt that his gun was about to go off, so he subconsciously pressed it to stop.

Jiang Baizhou opened his eyes, kissed him hard on the lips again as if he was panting, and then frowned and separated from his chin.

Such a sexy and wild Jiang Baizhou, not to mention Yuan Song has never seen it before, he himself felt too unbelievable.

The two of them pressed their foreheads and breathed in an interlaced manner, sticky and greasy, inseparable.

No one noticed that the plot on the big screen suddenly entered the climax of the memory link.

The disheveled heroine stood on the edge of the roof and yelled at her husband downstairs, "If you dare to break up with me, I will die!"

With the sudden sound!

Jiang Baizhou, who was still in the warmth just now, shivered, his pupils were shaken around, he felt a golden light flickering in front of his eyes, and there was a "click" in his mind, his whole face froze instantly, he woke up, and seemed to have suddenly fallen into the past.

"Brother, it's me, it's okay~"

Yuan Song saw that the dark storm in his eyes instantly subsided, and tried to move closer to comfort him, but before his hand could touch the other's face, he grabbed his wrist and moved away.

"I don't want to read it, let's go."

Jiang Baizhou's Adam's apple rolled, he smiled apologetically, reluctantly and bitterly.

The two arranged their clothes and went out one after another.

In the middle of the night, there was no one in the bathroom, and the two theaters next door seemed to be playing a shootout movie, and the sound of explosions came from time to time, disturbing people's hearts.

Jiang Baizhou washed his face twice with water by the sink, and he wiped away the irritability just now. In the mirror, he wiped his hands slowly and seemed to be particularly dispirited.

"Brother." Yuan Song's voice sounded dry and obscure, looking at Jiang Baizhou's eyes more sadly than his, and said aggrievedly, "I want to hug you!"

Looking pitiful, he didn't know who was bullying him. Jiang Baizhou turned to look at him, suddenly felt a little relieved, and wanted to laugh.

"Come!"

He threw the paper towels after wiping his hands into the trash can next to him, leaned back against the sink, and opened his arms to welcome his little boyfriend.

Yuan Song leaned over, first tiptoed to pull up the hat behind his coat to cover his head, then hugged his waist tightly, pressed his face to his chest, listening to the beating heartbeat.

He stroked Jiang Baizhou's back with his hands, as if to help him, or as if he was coaxing a child, and he muttered: "It's okay, I don't blame you, it's not your fault..."

Because the paste is too tight, only you can hear the vague words.

Every time Jiang Baizhou thinks of the disgusting memories of the past, Jiang Baizhou is extremely irritable. Now that he is being held in his arms and cared for carefully, the resentment and disgust in his chest slowly disappear, and gradually become calm and peaceful.

Jiang Baizhou lowered his eyes to pay attention to the person in his arms, and suddenly raised his head, as if he saw a limping figure.When he concentrated his attention and looked again, it was clear that there was no one in the corridor just now.

He must have been dazzled.