Chapter 131： Don't you like Mr. Broken Mirror 19?

At this moment, the young man was looking at him tenderly, with a smile in those beautiful peach blossom eyes, exactly the same as in his memory.

The young man was leaning against the sink, the shirt on his body was still loose, and a large part of his collarbone was exposed. The hem of the shirt only covered the base of the thigh, and there was nothing under the shirt to cover.

"Yanyan." He Yang stepped forward, his voice still a little hoarse: "Get dressed."

He Yang came to the youth and planned to fasten the buttons on the youth's shirt.

It's just that when He Yang was tying the buttons, the young man reached out and held He Yang's hand.

"Sir." The young man leaned forward a little, and his body almost pressed against the man, and asked softly, "Doesn't you like me like this, sir?"

The young man raised his head slightly, and because he had just taken a shower, his face was still flushed, and his lips were also very rosy, which looked particularly attractive.

Looking at the young man in his arms, He Yang couldn't help but stretch out his hand, took off the young man's thin-rimmed glasses, and looked at the familiar pair of peach blossom eyes.

like.

However, He Yang still looked away, put the glasses on the sink, touched the young man's back and patted lightly, and said in a low voice, "Okay, stop playing."

He Yang touched the young man's head and felt the coolness in the palm of his hand, frowned slightly, and said, "I didn't blow dry my hair."

But the young man leaned lazily in the man's arms and put his arms around the man's waist, "Help me, sir."

The young man's voice was still soft, as if he was acting like a spoiled child.

He Yang's eyes darkened instantly, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

"Stand still." He Yang removed his hand from his waist and took the hairdryer next to him to help dry his hair.

The young man also stood quietly, bowing his head slightly.

In no time, the hair is blow-dried.

He Yang put the hair dryer aside, and when he inadvertently lowered his head, he suddenly glanced at the young man's lower body and found that he was not even wearing underwear.

He Yang asked: "Where are the underwear?"

The young man shook his head and said, "I didn't take it."

The young man stepped forward again with a smile on his face, hugged the man's waist, and asked again, "Do you like it, sir?"

He Yang's breathing became a little rough, but he still maintained the last trace of rationality and slightly increased his tone: "Yanyan, don't make trouble."

The young man was stunned, his hand on the man's waist fell unconsciously, and said softly, "Sir, I didn't make trouble..."

The young man lowered his eyes, and the expression on his face was still a little lost.

He Yang reacted instantly, lowered his head and leaned over, put one hand on the young man's waist, and touched the young man's face with the other hand, and explained, "I didn't mean that."

"Sir..." The young man opened his eyes, his peach blossom eyes were wet, and he looked extremely pitiful.

The young man stretched out his hand, grabbed the corner of the man's clothes, and said meekly, "I'm already... very good."

"Don't hook me." He Yang's hand on the young man's waist became harder and harder, "I don't have good self-control."

The young man didn't speak, he just slowly raised his hand, touched the man's waist and abdomen with his fingertips, and slowly slid up.

He Yang was still wearing a formal suit with a black tie.

The young man touched the tie, and his fingertips squeezed slightly to hook the tie.

"Sir." The young man took out his tie and asked, "Do you want to use a tie?"

He Yang didn't speak, just lowered his head and met the young man's gaze.

The young man's peach blossom eyes were full of tenderness, and he only pretended to be alone.

But it's all a show, it's fake.

"Yanyan." He Yang sighed softly, leaned over unconsciously, lowered his head and leaned over.

Even though he knew it was fake, he willingly fell into it.

His banquet, acting is really good.

But this feeling of being seriously liked is too easy to sink in.

He Yang rubbed against the young man's face, and his lips unknowingly pressed against the young man's lips, rubbing lightly.

The young man's lips tasted soft to the touch, He Yang rubbed his lips, and then stuck out the tip of his tongue, trying to go deeper.

And the young man didn't resist this time, he opened his lips obediently, loosened his teeth, and entangled his lips and tongues.

The mist in the bathroom has not dissipated, and the two figures are hugging each other tightly.

The young man raised his head, put his arms around the man's neck, and pressed his body closely.

The sound of kissing water sounded more and more intense.

After his lips were separated, He Yang couldn't bear it any longer.

The young man was stunned, he didn't react at once, he subconsciously hugged the man's shoulders, and wrapped his legs around the man's waist.

He Yang walked towards the bedroom, put the person in his arms on the bed, took off his suit jacket, and pressed it directly.

He Yang became a little out of control and kissed the young man's lips heavily. He also put a hand through the hem of the young man's shirt and found that the young man had already reacted.

The young man closed his eyes and unknowingly arched his body. He Yang's small movements made his body tremble slightly.

"Sir..." The young man's voice trembled slightly, as if he was a little nervous.

The two had not been so close for a long time, He Yang also slowed down the movements of his hands a little, and his lips were pressed against the young man's face as he kissed slowly.

He Yang helped him with his hands and made the young man comfortable, and then retracted his hand.

After the end, the young man was still lying on the bed panting heavily, his eyes were red, and his shirt was a little messy.

"Okay." He Yang got up a little, took the tissue from the side, wiped it on the young man's leg, and said, "Stop playing, rest early."

He Yang's clothes were still neat, but the reaction under him could no longer be covered.

He Yang didn't pay attention to his own physiological reaction, he just helped the young man continue to rub between his legs.

Xu Chengyan closed his eyes, and before he had recovered from the stimulation just now, his chest heaved up and down.

He Yang helped to clean up between his legs and stuffed the person into the quilt.

He Yang was on the side, put his hand on the young man's back and patted it, coaxing: "Go to sleep."

Xu Chengyan still opened his eyes, looked at He Yang quietly, stretched out one hand and touched between He Yang's legs, and found that the reaction between He Yang's legs did not subside.

Xu Chengyan raised her head, met He Yang's gaze, and said nothing.

He Yang just removed that hand and said, "Don't worry about it."

Xu Chengyan also lowered his head and huddled under the quilt.

After a while, Xu Chengyan suddenly said, "One thousand and five percent deduction."

He Yang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why did you deduct points again?"

Xu Chengyan: "You said before, fifteen percent."

He Yang explained: "I just didn't make it to the end, it doesn't count."

"That's kissing, too, kissing a thousand points."

"Yanyan." He Yang felt helpless, "You hooked me first."

Mingming deliberately teased him in the bathroom just now, but as soon as he turned his head, points would be deducted.

He Yang stretched out his hand, patted the young man on the back, and coaxed: "I owe it first, I'll buy you a goldfish next time."

Xu Chengyan stopped talking, and lowered his head and leaned against He Yang's chest.

After a while, Xu Chengyan suddenly shouted, "He Yang."

"Ok?"

Xu Chengyan raised his head slightly and said, "You like the original me."

This time, Xu Chengyan used the affirmative sentence.

"Yanyan." He Yang had a headache for a while.

"You like the original me." Xu Chengyan repeated it again, thought about it, and continued: "I used to be good to you, but now I'm not good to you."

He could understand, He Yang would like the original him.

After all, at the time, he put He Yang first, listened to He Yang in everything, and lived according to He Yang's preferences.

But now he is different from before, and his attitude towards He Yang is not good. Every time something happens, He Yang will take the initiative to back down.

Therefore, He Yang would like his former self more, which is understandable.

"No." He Yang lowered his head, kissed the young man's forehead, and said, "It's fine now."

Xu Chengyan didn't speak any more, and was quiet.

They have known each other for so many years and are familiar with each other. He also knows that He Yang has always been nostalgic and still keeps things from the past.

Especially that wooden sign...

At that time, after Qiqi bit the wooden sign, he wanted to write a new one, but He Yang didn't let him write it, preferring to hold the broken wooden sign.

Because that wooden sign was written by him before.

What He Yang likes is the eighteen-year-old him.

Xu Chengyan thought about it a lot, and said slowly, "If you really like it...you can tell me directly, it's fine."

It doesn't matter.

He can understand and accept it.

Xu Chengyan lowered his head and shrank into the quilt, and stopped making a sound.

But He Yang had an even more headache and pulled the quilt down.

"Yanyan." He Yang stretched out his arms to hug the young man and put his palm behind the young man to caress, "Don't think about it."

"It's not random thinking." Xu Chengyan's voice was very soft.

He Yang changed his way and asked, "Why do you think I like the original you?"

"Just now in the bathroom—" Xu Chengyan opened his mouth, unable to speak for a while.

When he was in the bathroom just now, he was just acting, pretending to be eighteen years old, but He Yang's reaction suddenly changed completely.

He could feel that He Yang preferred the eighteen-year-old "Xu Chengyan".

Eighteen years old, not him now.

"Yanyan." He Yang stretched out his hand and patted the young man's back, coaxing the little boy who was on the horns in his arms, "I'm not impotent."

He Yang: "I don't have good self-control, I can't help it."

His self-control is not very good, and just now the little boy didn't even put on his clothes, so he couldn't bear it at all.

He Yang lowered his head and kissed the corner of the young man's eye, "Don't think about it."

Xu Chengyan moved his body and curled up into a ball.

He Yang simply hugged the young man in his arms and coaxed patiently: "Don't think about it, it's the same before and now."

"It's different." Xu Chengyan resisted the man's touch for a while, broke free from the man's arms, and shrank back.

He Yang was very patient and tried to get closer to the little hedgehog a little bit, holding the young man's hand.

"It's the same." He Yang approached slowly, "If you don't believe me, we can try again now."

"I'm not good to you..." Xu Chengyan shook his head and hid under the covers.

"Good, always good."

He Yang lowered his head, kissed the young man's lips again, and said softly: "Try again?" Sent the proposition: Eighteen-year-old Yanyan, which one do you like now?

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