Song Min slept very heavily. When he woke up, his mouth was a little numb, and there was nothing unusual on his body. A sound suddenly sounded next to him, "Uncle, I'll take you to the hot springs, you hang me aside and lie in the pool to sleep. It really makes me sad.

The man looked over and his eyes were blurred. The misty water vapor around him floated into his eyes. Wei Shijin's breathing sank, and his strong upper body tilted, "If you look at me like this, I will think you are waiting for me."

Song Min yawned and ignored the youth's tune. No matter how many times he heard the vulgar words that popped up in his mouth, he felt that they were inconsistent with his shrewdness and elegance, but he was just a person.

"What time is it?"

Wei Shijin's eyes looked at the man's eyes were free and hot, without any cover, "Just after nine o'clock, you slept for two hours."

While speaking, he bullied himself and bit the man's lips, and the next second he pulled the man into the water, pressing his strong chest up.

Song Min gasped, the pain on his lips increased, and the feeling of hypoxia in his brain became stronger. He shook his head to wake up, raised his hand and grabbed Wei Shijin's hair and pulled it, and kept kicking his legs and feet.

Wei Shijin grabbed the man's hands and pressed him to the bottom of the pool, his lips harshed him.

Song Min was dizzy and instinctively came out to cause trouble. He began to fight back uncontrollably, constantly absorbing the breath from Wei Shijin's mouth.

The rotten and smelly time rushed out in suppression, shook open and soaked in the water, and swelled in front of Song Min's eyes. He was in pain, sadness and anger, and the two feelings were intertwined, almost spitting him.

Song Min once again used Wei Shijin as a scapegoat, venting his deteriorated resentment.

Wei Shijin opened his eyes in surprise, but he didn't expect that the man's counterattack was skillful and crazy, as if he wanted to suck out his soul.

The information shows that men have been living with Huang Dan for many years, and their relationship is blank, and it is obvious that the investigation is wrong.

Not only is the man's feelings not blank, but they are also unforgettable. From time to time, the traces left in his life were exposed. Thinking of this, Wei Shijin felt inexplicably unhappy, and the force of gnawing was getting worse.

The lines between Song Min's eyebrows were deeper. He grabbed Wei Shijin's neck and exchanged the fishy sweetness between his teeth. He was washed away by the water flow, and there was another one.

Wei Shijin's lust was picked up by men to a terrible height, and his blood was rushing up and down, and he was so congested that he was about to explode.

Song Min's counterattack was weakening, including his breath, and his eyelids were also falling.

Seeing this, Wei Shijin grabbed Song Min's collar and pulled him away from the water and pressed him on the stone wall, and then crushed his lips again, with a strong and rude force.

When the two separated, there seemed to be a slight sound in the air, and the extremely ambiguous silver thread broke.

Wei Shijin stroked his wet hair and he smiled and licked off the blood beads that oozed out of his lips, "Uncle, you said I am a mad dog, you are not the same."

Song Min's chest was fluctuating greatly, and the water droplets rolled down his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were slightly red. What was hidden inside was vaguely stunned and surged out the next moment.

Not only was there shock, but also desire.

Song Min used this body for decades and had no movement. He was stimulated by Wei Shijin in the water just now and had a reaction. He has not disappeared now. He is just showing it so brightly, unable to hide or suppress it. He doesn't want to admit it.

Wei Shijin leaned over with his hands on the stone wall, and stopped when he was two inches away from the man. The humid and hot breath sprayed on his face, "I'll help you."

Song Min refused on the spot and helped him? He would only become more and more messy as he helped.

If someone from Wei Shijin really retreated obediently after being rejected by Song Min, it would be impossible for him to pry open the hard shell that Song Min was hiding, drag him to the sun that had become moldy and began to rot a little bit.

The muscles in his body suddenly stretched out. Song Min grabbed Wei Shijin's wrist, but interrupted the movement of swinging him away the next second.

There was a thick cocoon at the mouth of the tiger in Wei Shijin. He held the gun all year round. When he rubbed it hard, he was both painful and pleasant. He usually did it himself, so he knew how men felt at this moment.

"Uncle, don't close your mouth so tightly, I want to hear your voice."

Song Min kept silent.

Wei Shijin kissed the man's ears, closed his five fingers and circled him and let go, and then suddenly exerted force.

Song Min's pursed lips moved, and a suppressed sound overflowed from his teeth. It was not pain. In addition to being patient, he also had dissatisfaction between his eyebrows and eyes, so he grabbed Wei Shijin's hand and urged silently.

Wei Shijin laughed out loud, "So anxious, uncle, have you not eaten meat for 800 years?"

Soon, Song Min's breath became faster and faster. He spoke, his voice was hoarse and difficult to tell, and asked Wei Shijin to let him out.

Wei Shijin had a desire in his body||Fire was burning. At this moment, listening to the man's voice, it hurts hard. He rolled his Adam's apple dryly and took the opportunity to make a request, "Kiss me, I'll let you come out."

Song Min tensed his jaw and paused, "Wei, Shi, Jin."

"Um."

Wei Shijin smiled and said slowly, "Uncle, since we know that now, I always kiss you. I make a romantic thing like a violent one. You and I are very unhappy. I want you to kiss me on your own initiative."

Song Min stared at Wei Shijin, and Wei Shijin's eyes were smiling. In less than a minute, his lips became hot. At that moment, he grabbed Song Min's head with one hand, deepening the traces left by the other party for the first time.

“Isn’t this great?”

As the last ending of Wei Shijin fell, Song Min came out. His arched back pressed back to the stone wall, his mind was white, and he temporarily lost the ability to think. This feeling was familiar and unfamiliar. I couldn't remember when the last time it was, but I only knew that the person was still the person he knew at that time.

Wei Shijin took the towel next to him to wipe his hands, and there was little reason left, "It's your time."

Song Min didn't respond.

Wei Shijin grabbed the man's hand and saw that his arm had been stretched out and was a little far away, so he pulled the man over to facilitate his actions.

Song Min closed his fingers, twitched his forehead, and stretched out his other hand.

Wei Shijin put his slender hand into the man's wet hair and rubbed his fingertips intimately from time to time, "Uncle, one hour, half an hour, which time do you want? If it's half an hour, you can kiss me."

"Don't think about it."

The breath from Song Min's mouth sprayed over, and Wei Shijin's hand was suddenly paused while traveling through his hair, perfectly demonstrating what it means to be a big big.

Wei Shijin closed his eyes halfway, his eyes lingering on the man. He caught a drop of water dripping from the ends of the man's hair, sliding down the neck all the way, and he couldn't help but bent down and put his lips on, plundering the drop of water, "You don't need to have a snack, it's impossible without an hour."

Song Min rubbed his sore wrists, looked up at Wei Shijin, and the next moment he put his face closer and kissed him down.

Wei Shijin was kissed by a man one by one, and he couldn't say a word. He just pressed the man's head and pulled the man forward.

More than ten minutes later, Song Min suddenly stepped back and ignored Wei Shijin, who was stretched out, got up and put on a big towel and walked outside. He was full of smell. He wanted to go back and rinse his mouth as soon as possible.

Wei Shijin took a heavy breath and supported the stone wall with his hands and said lazyly, "Uncle, are you leaving now? Don't you soak it again?"

Song Min's steps kept going, and his skin was soaked white.

Wei Shijin looked at the man's legs that were constantly moving. The lines were not exaggerated, but they were very powerful. He swallowed, held a few handfuls of water to clean the things on the stone wall, and followed them up either quickly or slowly.

Song Min went back to the room and rinsed his mouth and went to bed. He probably had slept before, but now he showed no sign of sleep. It would be uncomfortable if he didn't want to sleep. He simply changed his clothes and went downstairs to have a walk.

At this point, there are still figures shaking in the West Garden. There are many couples who come out to talk about love. After all, there are good things in the room, and there are wonderful things outside, and each one is different. If you change it, you can add a little freshness.

Song Min went to the peach forest, and the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers. He smelled it all the way, and was in a good mood. Even the moon above his head became cute. However, this feeling of relaxation and peace did not last long, and was destroyed by the youth who appeared.

Wei Shijin found that the person was not in the room and came out to look for him. It was so late. Who knew if something would happen? He glanced at the man, "Don't want to see me so much?"

Song Min looked up at the stars in the sky.

Wei Shijin was looking at the person who was watching the stars. He pushed his glasses on his nose, "Tomorrow will be a good weather, but unfortunately I don't have time to accompany the uncle. The uncle can come out and walk around by himself. The old man stays at home and eats the same as pig food. That's too sorry for his life."

Song Min saw a piece of peach tree branch on the ground. I don’t know which tourist broke it off. He bent down and picked it up and handed it to Wei Shijin.

Wei Shijin was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Song Min said, "You ask the boss of Xiyuan to ask for a vase and put the branches in it."

Wei Shijin raised his eyebrows, "Can you support me?"

Song Min said no, "It is kept in water, and flowers that have not had time to bloom may bloom."

Wei Shijin took the branches and found that there were some buds that had not yet bloomed. "Uncle is so loving that he feels sorry for even a piece of branches. Why haven't he given me any good face?"

Song Min said, "You are not cute."

Wei Shijin's face was pitch black. He looked at the man looking at peach blossoms, and his pair of peach blossom eyes seemed to be smiling, "I look better than flowers."

Song Min, “…”

Wei Shijin followed Song Min back to the room, and he put the branches on the table, "Uncle, let's play a game. I'll share something that is not well known to you. You can share something with me, how about it?"

Song Min rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Go and get some beer."

Wei Shijin said and waited and left. He came back soon and gave the man a bag of beer in his hand. "The remaining beer in my friend's warehouse is here."

Song Min took out a bottle and pulled the ring open, raised his head and poured a mouthful of wine into his mouth. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, his face full of melancholy.

Wei Shijin sat down next to the man, took his bottle of wine and took a few sips before returning it to him, "In the summer vacation of the second grade, I went to my sister-in-law's house. I originally planned to stay for a week. One day, I slipped into the study and accidentally ran into my sister-in-law with someone. It was not my sister-in-law. I hid under the table and didn't dare to make a sound. When they left, they ran back to their room and vomited in the dark. All the bile was spit out, and they felt very disgusting."

Song Min asked, "Did you tell your sister-in-law?"

Wei Shijin shook his head, "No, I told my sister about the incident, and then my parents knew about it. Later, my sister-in-law divorced my sister-in-law, and my sister-in-law married that person. Later they divorced. Now my sister-in-law lives alone, and she talks about her partner when she has a suitable partner, and breaks up when it is not suitable. She is very open-minded and casual, and lives a more casual life than we are."

He shrugged, "I don't know how my sister told my parents at that time. I only know that she didn't give me away, so until now, my parents and sister-in-law don't know that I was there back then. Sometimes I think that my sexual orientation may have been affected by that incident, which made me feel physical and psychologically rejected women."

"It's you, uncle."

Song Min lowered her head and drank, and made a few swallowing moves, "I have nothing to say."

Wei Shijin grabbed the man's hand on the table and kissed him. The tip of his tongue swept the thread on his fingertips, "Uncle, you will be punished for being fooled, you have figured it out."

Song Min left Wei Shijin's palm. After drinking the wine, he pinched the can with his hand, "I originally liked girls."

Wei Shijin raised his eyebrows, that was he was betrayed. He didn't like to dig other people's secrets. This time he dug, he wanted to dig to the end, "Who changed you?"

Song Min's tone was indifferent, and his expression was also, "A dead person."

Wei Shijin stared at the man and felt inexplicably happy after confirming that he had not lie. He died like a lamp that went out. When he was alive, whether it was a glorious or a poor person, he was just a handful of loess when he died, and the wind blew.

The sound of pulling the ring opens, accompanied by Wei Shijin's laughter, "The first time I became a man was because of the male protagonist in an animation, not the female protagonist, what about you, uncle? When was the first time?"

Song Min took away the cigarette case and lighter from Wei Shijin's pocket.

Wei Shijin's breathing was slightly deeper, and he squinted his eyes and smiled, "Uncle touched my thighs so calmly, and he didn't care whether I was hard or not."
To be continued...