Shang Hao was indeed late today. When I got home, I didn't have time to wear my shoes, so I bent over to kiss Lin Anran. The coat fell on the ground and nobody cared about it.
Lin Anran's long hair sometimes gets in the way when kissing. But whenever he leaned against Shang Hao, the black hair behind his head rustlingly fell onto another person, making his heart tingling.
He can now use his hand to draw the silk very skillfully, holding up Ran Ran's face, and focusing on hooking the tongue of the opponent's mouth.
The crabs on the table have been cold for a while. Lin Anran went to help him heat up again, and Shang Hao ate Aunt Lin Anran's crab that night.
"When will you take me to see your aunt?" Shang Hao asked him.
Lin Anran shook his head on the sidelines, stared down at his slender fingers peeling the crab shells, and said nothing.
Shang Hao glanced at him, no longer asked, just fed the peeled crab meat into Ran Ran's mouth.
When Shang Hao finished eating the crabs, Lin Anran held it up.
Shang Hao took a shower, changed his clothes, and lay on the sofa watching a bedtime movie with Lin Anran's tablet.
Lin Anran's person was held in his arms by the man like a bear doll, his chin was against the top of Lin Anran's hair, his two arms passed under Lin Anran's ribs, and his back was against the man's chest. At the mercy of others.jpg
Lin Anran's long hair curled into a ball behind his head today.
Shang Hao looked more and more lovely. From time to time, I would kiss his little pinch.
He said that after putting two small **** on his head, he will become a bear.
This is what a straight man speaks. Lin Anran opened her mouth blankly.
Before Lin Anran sat on this sofa alone, the space was completely sufficient. But when a tall Shang Hao was added behind him, both of them were extremely restricted in their actions.
Anyway, Shang Hao expressed silent satisfaction with this mutual squeeze.
Only when he accidentally kicked to the small table in front of him for the third time, he lowered his head and asked Lin Anran in his arms: "When will you move out of this ruined house with me?"
Lin Anran weakly said, "My house is not a broken house."
The capitalist Shang Hao was noncommittal, but reluctantly changed his words: "Small house."
Lin Anran didn't answer for the time being, as if thinking. Shang Hao stared at him, and accidentally took a bite at someone's soft cheek.
He asked again.
Lin Anran's personality is very boring. He didn't want Shang Hao to continue to ask questions, but he was unable to be questioned again. Finally, he turned his face inside sullenly and just said not to move.
With this twist, he buried his face directly on Shang Hao, and the touch on his chest was subtle. The undulating lines on the face of the person I like, from the tip of the nose to the lips, and the soft and hot breath, separated by a layer of cloth, almost melted together.
His voice is also soft and soft, and it sounds like a baby to Shang Hao... He couldn't help getting up in his heart, forgetting the question just now, and lowered his head to chase Ran Ran's face.
Ran Ran in his arms is so easy to hug. When Shang Hao was over, he realized that the progress bar of the movie had passed.
"You are not bored at home alone," he asked with his head low and pressed against Lin Anran's face: "I'll find time to accompany you out these few days."
Lin Anran refused to say no.
"Where to watch a movie?"
Lin Anran: "No..."
Shang Hao discovered that Lin Anran has been avoiding such problems.
"Why, I am a female ghost living in your house, can't I take it out to see the light?" he asked.
...Almost. Lin Anran feels guilty that Shang Hao's insight is really good.
He raised his eyes and saw that Shang Hao's brows were already frowning, indicating that he was dissatisfied.
He may frown frequently, and when he frowns, his face becomes unsightly, which makes people instantly urge to admit their mistakes.
Lin Anran watched for a second, but he opened his mouth without making a sound. He buried his head deeply like a hole, raised his hands like a sin, and began to follow Shang Hao's heart repeatedly.
Don't be angry, don't be angry...
The humble one seemed to be worshipping, and it was like trying to extinguish his anger with both palms with bare hands.
Shang Hao was swept away and touched his heart, and in an instant he lost his temper.
He comforted himself that Lin Anran didn't like to go out, and didn't like to see people, so it was useless to force him.
Lin Anran's face was deformed by his kiss, and half of his face was flattened.
...
The next morning, Shang Hao buttoned his shirt in front of the bathroom mirror, and Lin Anran stood quietly at the door holding a mobile phone. After Shang Hao turned his head to find him, he asked Shang Hao if he could take pictures in a low voice.
Shang Hao said strangely, "Huh?" Lin Anran became nervous. He also knew that he was strange and abrupt.
So Shang Hao casually looked at him like this, and he immediately felt that he was seen through.
"Why suddenly want to take pictures?"
He reached out and took the mobile phone in Lin Anran's hand. When Lin Anran became nervous, the excuse he had prepared for a long time was particularly smooth, saying that he wanted to paint a business man today.
Although Shang Hao's pictures of Shang Hao secretly have been piled up.
The man paused when he heard the words, and put the phone that he had received back into Lin Anran's hand.
"One minute, wait for me to shave first," he said.
The nervous Lin Anran heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and went out and waited obediently. After a while, he heard Shang Hao rummaging inside.
Lin Anran had to put down his mobile phone and help him find the hairspray at home.
When Shang Hao finished grabbing his haircut, Lin Anran was finally allowed to take pictures.
I don't know why Shang Hao likes kissing him so much. As soon as the faces of the two people were squeezed into the lens, the shutter was pressed and the clicking sound kept ringing. The scene started with the faces of the two people close together and ended with their mouths close together.
Suddenly dozens of consecutive group photos appeared on the phone.
In one of the photos, Lin Anran had a happy and shy smile on his face.
Lin Anran walked out of the bathroom with her mobile phone, and Shang Hao's voice came from behind: "I want to see the painting at night, is it okay?"
He gave a "um" cry. The photo is in hand, and I am satisfied.jpg
Lin Anran specially created a private photo album and dragged in the series of photos just now, as if he was hiding some treasures that could not be seen. They were all locked.
Shang Hao was indeed late today. When I got home, I didn't have time to wear my shoes, so I bent over to kiss Lin Anran. The coat fell on the ground and nobody cared about it.
Lin Anran's long hair sometimes gets in the way when kissing. But whenever he leaned against Shang Hao, the black hair behind his head rustlingly fell onto another person, making his heart tingling.
He can now use his hand to draw the silk very skillfully, holding up Ran Ran's face, and focusing on hooking the tongue of the opponent's mouth.
The crabs on the table have been cold for a while. Lin Anran went to help him heat up again, and Shang Hao ate Aunt Lin Anran's crab that night.
"When will you take me to see your aunt?" Shang Hao asked him.
Lin Anran shook his head on the sidelines, stared down at his slender fingers peeling the crab shells, and said nothing.
Shang Hao glanced at him, no longer asked, just fed the peeled crab meat into Ran Ran's mouth.
When Shang Hao finished eating the crabs, Lin Anran held it up.
Shang Hao took a shower, changed his clothes, and lay on the sofa watching a bedtime movie with Lin Anran's tablet.
Lin Anran's person was held in his arms by the man like a bear doll, his chin was against the top of Lin Anran's hair, his two arms passed under Lin Anran's ribs, and his back was against the man's chest. At the mercy of others.jpg
Lin Anran's long hair curled into a ball behind his head today.
Shang Hao looked more and more lovely. From time to time, I would kiss his little pinch.
He said that after putting two small **** on his head, he will become a bear.
This is what a straight man speaks. Lin Anran opened her mouth blankly.
Before Lin Anran sat on this sofa alone, the space was completely sufficient. But when a tall Shang Hao was added behind him, both of them were extremely restricted in their actions.
Anyway, Shang Hao expressed silent satisfaction with this mutual squeeze.
Only when he accidentally kicked to the small table in front of him for the third time, he lowered his head and asked Lin Anran in his arms: "When will you move out of this ruined house with me?"
Lin Anran weakly said, "My house is not a broken house."
The capitalist Shang Hao was noncommittal, but reluctantly changed his words: "Small house."
Lin Anran didn't answer for the time being, as if thinking. Shang Hao stared at him, and accidentally took a bite at someone's soft cheek.
He asked again.
Lin Anran's personality is very boring. He didn't want Shang Hao to continue to ask questions, but he was unable to be questioned again. Finally, he turned his face inside sullenly and just said not to move.
With this twist, he buried his face directly on Shang Hao, and the touch on his chest was subtle. The undulating lines on the face of the person I like, from the tip of the nose to the lips, and the soft and hot breath, separated by a layer of cloth, almost melted together.
His voice is also soft and soft, and it sounds like a baby to Shang Hao... He couldn't help getting up in his heart, forgetting the question just now, and lowered his head to chase Ran Ran's face.
Ran Ran in his arms is so easy to hug. When Shang Hao was over, he realized that the progress bar of the movie had passed.
"You are not bored at home alone," he asked with his head low and pressed against Lin Anran's face: "I'll find time to accompany you out these few days."
Lin Anran refused to say no.
"Where to watch a movie?"
Lin Anran: "No..."
Shang Hao discovered that Lin Anran has been avoiding such problems.
"Why, I am a female ghost living in your house, can't I take it out to see the light?" he asked.
...Almost. Lin Anran feels guilty that Shang Hao's insight is really good.
He raised his eyes and saw that Shang Hao's brows were already frowning, indicating that he was dissatisfied.
He may frown frequently, and when he frowns, his face becomes unsightly, which makes people instantly urge to admit their mistakes.
Lin Anran watched for a second, but he opened his mouth without making a sound. He buried his head deeply like a hole, raised his hands like a sin, and began to follow Shang Hao's heart repeatedly.
Don't be angry, don't be angry...
The humble one seemed to be worshipping, and it was like trying to extinguish his anger with both palms with bare hands.
Shang Hao was swept away and touched his heart, and in an instant he lost his temper.
He comforted himself that Lin Anran didn't like to go out, and didn't like to see people, so it was useless to force him.
Lin Anran's face was deformed by his kiss, and half of his face was flattened.
...
The next morning, Shang Hao buttoned his shirt in front of the bathroom mirror, and Lin Anran stood quietly at the door holding a mobile phone. After Shang Hao turned his head to find him, he asked Shang Hao if he could take pictures in a low voice.
Shang Hao said strangely, "Huh?" Lin Anran became nervous. He also knew that he was strange and abrupt.
So Shang Hao casually looked at him like this, and he immediately felt that he was seen through.
"Why suddenly want to take pictures?"
He reached out and took the mobile phone in Lin Anran's hand. When Lin Anran became nervous, the excuse he had prepared for a long time was particularly smooth, saying that he wanted to paint a business man today.
Although Shang Hao's pictures of Shang Hao secretly have been piled up.
The man paused when he heard the words, and put the phone that he had received back into Lin Anran's hand.
"One minute, wait for me to shave first," he said.
The nervous Lin Anran heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and went out and waited obediently. After a while, he heard Shang Hao rummaging inside.
Lin Anran had to put down his mobile phone and help him find the hairspray at home.
When Shang Hao finished grabbing his haircut, Lin Anran was finally allowed to take pictures.
I don't know why Shang Hao likes kissing him so much. As soon as the faces of the two people were squeezed into the lens, the shutter was pressed and the clicking sound kept ringing. The scene started with the faces of the two people close together and ended with their mouths close together.
Suddenly dozens of consecutive group photos appeared on the phone.
In one of the photos, Lin Anran had a happy and shy smile on his face.
Lin Anran walked out of the bathroom with her mobile phone, and Shang Hao's voice came from behind: "I want to see the painting at night, is it okay?"
He gave a "um" cry. The photo is in hand, and I am satisfied.jpg
Lin Anran specially created a private photo album and dragged in the series of photos just now, as if he was hiding some treasures that could not be seen. They were all locked.
