Eternal Burning

I tilted my head, trying to shake his hand away.

He stubbornly posted it and did not let me succeed.

Let go..." I glared at him, and slowly let go of the hand holding his sleeve.

Reason is lingering, and there is still a silver lining.

I'm going to save it.

Shang Muxiao glanced at my hand, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

Five fingers were inserted between my fingers, and the breath that belonged to him swept back and invaded my mouth again arrogantly.

This time he obediently didn't knead the back of my neck, he just grabbed my hair instead.

My scalp hurts a little, I frowned and accidentally bit the tip of his tongue. He moved for a while, and the next second he bit back harder. The saliva that was too late to swallow slid down the corner of his lips, and the cold air gradually became restless.

Reason is dead. Instinct sat on the throne with legs crossed and looked at it pitifully. The melancholy "Little Star" sounded all around. It was a rational elegy and an instinctive coronation song.

In the mouth of Shang Muxiao, I tasted the taste of the red wine that I will not be able to taste in the future. Mixed with the smell of nicotine, it aggravates the astringency, but also highlights the sweetness.

Too sweet, not like gān red at all.

This Penfolds doesn't seem to work...

The ice is shattered, and the flames that have been imprisoned for many years will start a prairie fire once they come into contact with the outside world.

When I came back to my senses, I was already pressed on the bed by Shang Muxiao, but I didn't even remember how I entered the room this way.

Great, Instinct cuts my memory at will.

For no reason, I remembered the passionate scene of the male and female protagonists in the barn in "Retrograde Wind". Every panting and trembling in the camera seems to overlap with the present me and Shang Muxiao, and I suddenly realized that this may be the so-called disordered emotion."

I gave up thinking completely and gave my body to instinct. Until... I felt him unbuttoning my pants.

In an instant, it seemed as if I had been drenched in ice water, and I suddenly woke up, panting and holding his hand.

The head buried in my neck lifted up in confusion, and the dim light could not conceal the lustful lust in his eyes.

No..." This is my final limit, higher than reason, my dignity.

Chapter 23 Thanks for having you

beep beep... beep beep..."

In my sleep, the alarm on my mobile phone kept ringing. With difficulty, I stuck my hand out of the warm bed, groping to turn off the alarm. I took the mobile phone and saw that it was ten o'clock.

I woke up suddenly, sat up on the bed, panicked for two seconds, and quickly remembered that today was Saturday and I didn't have to go to class.

Well, I almost thought I was going to be late...

I covered my forehead, rejoicing in my heart.

But before I could breathe a sigh of relief, with the recovery of consciousness, all kinds of things reappeared in my mind like a revolving beacon last night. The suffocating dinner, the quarrelsome couple, the sweet red, the kiss of Shang Muxiao...

I closed my eyes, wishing I could fall asleep again, so that I wouldn't have to face everything I woke up.

Last night, I kissed Shang Muxiao in a muddled way, regardless of the east and west. As the atmosphere reached its peak, he wanted to go further, but I stopped him in time.

At that moment, the body was still addicted, but the mind was surprisingly sober. Just as I couldn't tolerate excretion in front of him, revealing my body in front of him was a challenge to my self-esteem.

Not just him, anyone is like that to me. Those sights of curiosity, pity, or disgust and boredom are more difficult for me to face than the disability itself.

how? "

The atmosphere was just right, my behavior was really disappointing, Shang Muxiao raised his long eyebrows, the corners of his mouth pursed straight, and his eyes showed ferocity.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at a rabbit that was caught by the jackal and didn't know whether to live or die.

The jackal was drooling and hungry. He had completely pressed the rabbit under the palm of his hand and couldn't move. He was only waiting for a feast, but the rabbit even wanted to escape.

How can it escape? It should open up its soft body, turn it into wine and bread, and give all it has.

Let me go..." The wine jīng, fear, and the fever that has not subsided, in the chaos, I seem to have really become the imaginary rabbit, and I can only wait in misery and despair for the fierce jackal's bite, hiding in the corner Shivering, helpless.

Shang Muxiao looked at me for a long time, and instead of turning into a fierce shòu and facing each other with sharp teeth as I thought, he slowly lowered his eyes.

Teacher, don't you like me? "He changed his attack, spoke softly, and hooked his fingers on my trousers waist, like a male prodigy who had exhausted all the evil and just waited for the scholar to nod his head.

no! "I shivered faintly and held his wrist even tighter, with a hint of pleading in my voice.

If it was instinct at work to accept his kiss just now, it was also an instinctive decision to prevent him from going any further.

This is what you want and I wish, and it will be a bit unpleasant at this stage. He looked at me for a long time, the dark flame in his eyes went out little by little. It was clear that nothing around him had changed, and his body temperature had also

It hasn't been reduced by half, but I still feel the cold. How hot it was just now, how cold it is now.

This is an insurmountable gulf between me and everyone else.

If one day someone can make me give up persistence, put aside the bottom line, and expose the most vulnerable part of my life, then I must love him deeply and regard him as more important than anything in the world. But obviously Shang Muxiao is not that person, at least not yet.