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Shen Yan.

The last strength seemed to be exhausted on those two words, even though the strength was already very light.

The voice shouted was as soft as murmured.

Then Qi Qi felt that Shen Yan's movement stopped. Just stopped and did not let go.

The moment of silence in the house allowed the dense rain outside to enter. Between Shen Yan's hand and his body, as raindrops attached to the window glass-even if it is still, there is still a smell of looks.

Qi Zhen trance came to a halt, just found a trace of strength, but still used the same two words.

"Shen Yan ..."

Shen Yan maintained this posture, motionless.

He was like a guilty person waiting to be pronounced. His head buried on the side of his neck shivered slightly, saying nothing or justifying, but subconsciously folded his arms and hugged the person in his arms again.

No matter what sentence Qi Qi sentenced to him, he wanted to cherish the tenderness at this moment.

But what the other party said was not his refusal. Rather than refusing, it is a kind of permission.

"Don't be here," Qi Zi's fingers gently wrapped around him, and the slight friction between the knuckles brought into the sound, so hoarse that it could sharpen the heart, "Go to ... the room."

The rain seemed to have strengthened. Ding Ding Dong Dang knocked on the glass, and the raindrops on it no longer stayed, as if bewitched by the street light, suddenly flashed, drawing a long, dazzling trace.

And Shen Yan's hand began to tremble.

He vaguely suppressed something without saying a word. For a while, the temples slowly rubbed against the neck of the purse.

Qi Qi felt itchy and lifted her head unconsciously. As a result, the neckline of the shirt was lowered. Shen Yan buried him suddenly following his movements and quietly kissed the place inside the collar.

The emotion contained in this kiss is more complicated than ever.

There is grievance, relief, and a deeper and more urgent desire. Longing for time to stop--

Qi Qi closed her eyes instinctively. At this moment, every time you breathe like a fan, the flame has taken root when Shen Yan's hand penetrated into the clothes, and now it is spreading everywhere. A pair of knees bent down unwillingly and had to lean back, sinking deeper and deeper in that man's arms.

When Shen Yan was going to continue, Qi Qi gasped angrily and stopped.

"Shen Yan," he whispered, "You let go first, okay?"

If they were so reluctant to leave, they probably couldn't get back to the room.

Qi Qi said this while pulling her thumb on Shen Yan's tiger's mouth and gently pulling it out, trying to make him free. In this way, at least you can have local action.

However, Shen Yan refused to let go.

"No." He rarely used a negative word. The effectiveness of alcohol is clearly not over yet. He is still a bit pessimistic emotionally and his voice is low, "I don't let go ... I don't let go. If you let go, you will go ... right?"

Sentenced to the end in a sentence, clearly expressing the reluctance to let go, but his hands are not as hard as before.

In the end, I still can't force Qi Qi.

Qi Qi knows that as long as he struggles—even with only one click, this man will not continue to embarrass him. Because Shen Yan is such a gentle person, even when he was not awake, he never lost his forbearing nature. The only time toughness appeared only briefly in the words, even the tone was soft.

This is the time when this person is most sick.

Qi Qi wanted to sigh and laugh again.

"I won't go," he said, placating quietly, "I won't go even if you let go."

"You said that if I didn't hold on tight, you would leave." Shen Yan dumbly repeated his words at that time.

Actually ... really care about these details like a child.

Qi Qi couldn't help laughing.

I do n’t know why, this kind of naive dialogue has filled my heart, it ’s not clear whether it ’s sour or sweet, I only know that the strongest part has melted, and I can let that person down-and only Under that person.

"If I'm afraid I'm leaving, my hand will hold you."

He tapped twice with Shen's finger on the back of Shen Yan's hand and calmly gave up the freedom of his right hand.

That was the only hand he could use. Once restricted, he had no chance or ability to escape. Shen Yan's vigour is still there, and he is still a little groggy in his consciousness, unable to think deeply. But this point Qi Qi pointed out was simple, and he understood that he seemed to be able to grasp it, and finally let go of his hands obediently, following Qi Qi's words.

Everything returns to the starting point. The difference is Qi Qi didn't look for the light switch again, because he no longer needs lighting.

Slowly leading Shen Yan into the bedroom, closing the door, and when the door lock snapped, he admitted that his heart was loud at that moment, and even brought a slight tinnitus. These emotions will not be seen by Shen Yan only when there is no light.

He remembered the layout in the bedroom very well and walked towards the bed step by step. Taking into account that Shen Yan is currently not very clear-headed, his footsteps are very slow, leading the way carefully.

The room was not completely dark.

A little light came in through the window, whether it was a street light or something else, Qi Qi didn't want to delve into it.

The light was washed by the rain, leaving only a subtle, gray hue, making people involuntarily realize the presence of the late autumn season. Because of this, the warm breath of this man beside him is more precious.

"Come here," he said, and his footsteps had reached the bed, and he settled gently.

Shen Yan stood there for a while and walked silently.

His steps were not particularly steady along the way, he would shake a little after two steps, Qi Qi would always stop him at that time, he would fall over and accompany him to continue walking again-but this last step, he must himself go.

"Are you all right?" Qi Qin quietly stared at him for a moment and asked softly.

"Well." Shen Yan's voice was very low.

This sound state will only appear in two situations, one is when his heart is very calm, and the other is the opposite.

Comparing your heart with your heart, Qi Qi knew she would not be the former now. But compared to these, he cares more about Shen Yan's current physical condition, because the face seems tired under the thin light, and the frowning of his face is not obvious, but he can guess that Shen Yan should be usually not much. Drinking, I drank so much today so I started having a headache.

He reached out and gently touched Shen Yan's pale face: "Is it uncomfortable ... Do you want to rest?"

Shen Yan shook his head and said nothing.

Qi Qi lowered her eyes and seemed to smile slightly, with a sigh in her smile. He didn't ask any more. He just turned sideways and set up one of the pillows diagonally, leaning against the bed, and the quilt was opened halfway inward, leaving a space on the bed.

"Lie down."

He patted the pillow with his hand and suddenly made this request to Shen Yan.

Does this mean ... letting yourself rest?

Shen Yan blinked strenuously, and his confused eyes fell on the face in front of him, staying still for a long time, but he could not see the meaning behind Qi Xiao's smile. His forehead was still faintly hurt, and there were two thorns stuck in his temple. Every thought flashed and felt pain, preventing him from continuing to think deeper.

He didn't know what to do for a while, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands unsteadily, pulling the man into his arms and hugging him tightly.

Qi Qi was not surprised by his reaction, and he smiled lowly: "What's wrong?"

The man was in his arms without any resistance. He rested on his shoulders motionlessly and stroked his back comfortably with his hands, warm.

Shen Yan lowered her heart a little and closed her eyes, but kept the hug wholeheartedly.

Qi Qi also did not urge.

The two depended on each other in the rustling of the rainy night to warm each other.

Raindrops replaced the hands of the old wall clocks, and counted down one drop after another, recording this quiet moment on the glass window. When the traces of rain joined together, their figure behind the glass also merged, and the window frame seemed to become a picture frame, letting the picture freeze.

He knows that many years later, he can still find this picture from his memory, confirming the beautiful memories they once shared.

The memories between him and Shen Yan are as thick as the photos.

However, there will always be the first one.

"Do you remember ... the night we first met?"

Qi Qi leaned quietly on his shoulder and murmured.

Shen Yan was stunned and seemed to have fallen into the thick photos in her memory. She began to look for the original one, and found it without any effort: "Remember, that was the first time I played with you. . "

Qi Xiao's smile was buried under his collar without a trace, and he continued to ask: "So, do you remember your first line at the time?"

Shen Yan doesn't know why Qi Po mentioned this, but it doesn't matter. What is important is the fact that Qi Po is willing to stay beside him and stay between his arms. He closed his eyes and pondered, because of the drunkenness, the time for recalling was slightly longer, but it did not affect him to recite the line: "I knew from the beginning ... Everything you do is just to count me."

It's really nostalgic-Qi Qi sighed secretly in her heart.

The recording that started with this line, I have heard it privately for many times, but now, the man in the recording is close at hand, and the low and upright voice repeated these words in my ear, these sentences.

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The thoughts of the first acquaintance turned into my heart, and the smile flowed out inadvertently.

"Knowing that it's a trap, and jumping in by myself, does it mean that ... are you interesting to me?"

His own voice also changed intonation, and he answered gently.

"I didn't—" Shen Yan was about to continue, Qi Qi raised his head from his shoulder, his eyes met, his eyes seemed to signal him to pause, and he shook his head with a slight smile.

"wrong."

"What's wrong?" Shen Yan looked at him staring blankly, his eyes confused.

"The scene is wrong," Qi Zhen smiled, and suddenly approached, his cheek slowly wiped over his face, next to his hair, attached to his ear and whispered, "The following line, you are lying down of."

Shen Yan's eyes moved, and he seemed to understand something.

Qi Qi smiled gently in his ear, put his palm on his chest, and pushed quietly. Without any resistance, Shen Yan took a step back and followed the edge of the bed.

"Lie down," Qi Qi said the second time.

In fact, Shen Yan has been reluctant to stand on his own. At this time, he was still a little dizzy, and he really should lie down.

So he didn't speak this time, slightly lowered his eyes, sat down on the bed by the words, took off his shoes, and lay on his back silently on the pillows Qi Qi had placed in advance. The pillow has been raised up a little, so he is lying half-to-half, and he can rest a little, or continue to talk face-to-face with Qi Qi.

But Qi Qi's hand suddenly held his neck uncontrollably, and his strength was not light or heavy, just letting him lie on it honestly, but he could not move.

Shen Yan was unresponsive and let him deal with it.

Qi Qi's hand was loosened from his collar, but the next moment he gently covered his throat knot. The thumb traced the line there, making the next move, and a short monotone sounded involuntarily in the deep throat. The remaining fingers just caught his half of the neck.

That's where the arteries are. The tight pulse beats the fingertips.

Hunters, and prey.

Suddenly felt very appropriate.

It seemed that for a while, some kind of incitement, Qi Qi pursed her lips, gently leaned down, knees fell on both sides of Shen Yan. It's almost like sitting on him.

Even the posture ... was almost the same as what was written in the script at the time.

The whole process is only a few seconds.

There was only three drops of rain under the eaves. The sound was too short and too light to distract Shen Yan. He had no extra heart to separate out the rain outside the window, all gave Qi Qi.

Qi Qi said nothing in the dark, her expression seemed to be a little different from the previous one, her smile was very light, and the black in her eyes suppressed the reflected light, which was deeper than ever, and was not bottomed out. When I stared into those eyes, all consciousness seemed to be emptied, and my mind was blank.

"You lie," this sentence belongs to the next line of Qi Zi's party, but in this situation, it seems that this is Qi Qi himself talking, and the person listening is himself. "You actually have always been Thinking of me-every minute, every second, my eyes only chase me. "

Shen Yan remembers the following lines.

Next, his answer should be no. With an embarrassing disguise, he said stubbornly-no, that's just the illusion of you alone.

However, faced with a gaze of motionlessness, his throat was still in control of the hand, and he felt thirsty. What he said was: "Yes, that's not your illusion."

Qi Xiao laughed suddenly, and her breath was broken.

A finger fell on his throat, rubbing it twice in a random way. This action seemed to burn him, making him unable to grunt.

"Then what?" This is an off-screen word, Qi Qi asked him.

"Then?" Shen Yan moved his lips and repeated blankly. He just said his thoughts truthfully. Since this line has deviated from the original track, the next is a blank piece of paper with no script and no hint. He didn't know how to fill in this blank paper next.

But Qi Qi knew.

He gradually smiled and his expression was rigorous. His finger was released from Shen Yan's throat, and he touched the face, touching it with patience and patience a little, like the most treasured object in his life. Finally, he didn't enter the hair side, and meticulously fiddled with the dark hair.

"Then ..." he said, "Shen Yan, close your eyes."

Shen Yan didn't know if she understood it, and at that moment he still looked at him motionlessly.

For a long time, my eyes blinked, and there was a small light flashing in a trance, like a star falling on the deep black sea.

When the shards of light sank completely to the bottom of the sea, those eyes finally closed slowly.

Qi Qi took a deep breath, with a slight tremor, leaning one frame after another like a slow motion, silently kissing the man's lips.

Dryness — the first touch is this.

The lips are a bit prickly, itchy, and seem to rub against each other, causing burning pain.

In the slight dizziness, dryness caused the illusion of thirst, and he involuntarily quenched his thirst. His thumb buckled the other person's chin, his body pressed down, and he bit up with a little effort, gently sucking the other person's lips and tongue Moisturize it on the surface.

"Well……"

The man in front of him seemed to be in pain, breathing hard, and gasping heavily like lack of oxygen.

Zhang Koukou wanted to say nothing, but he was too late to say anything.

Or maybe, from beginning to end is just an excuse to give each other more room to go deeper. Under such an excuse, they exchanged their breath awkwardly, panting, tasting, and struggling to find the taste that belongs only to each other, and fell into it. The long kiss has the taste of red wine, and the sweet and astringent taste is the same, but when it is tasted from the other party's mouth, it is so special, more addictive than the wine itself.

The chest close to the throat knot seemed to explode, blocking a mass of stuff, breathless, and the heart hit the place with a strong force.

it's wired.

Obviously until the moment when Shen Yan closed his eyes, Qi Qi still couldn't hear any sound of his heart, as if it had stopped. At this time, the place was only alive, awkward, and alive again, even worse.

Is Shen Yan the same? Thinking so vaguely, his lips parted slightly from him, and his right hand was already blindly groping his neckline, and when he found it, he grasped tightly, trembling and clumsily pulling apart the buttons on his collar. The chest inside was as warm as he had imagined, undulating hurriedly, and something was beating violently.

as same as him.

Immersed like him, unable to suppress his feelings.

"Huh ..." Qi Zi smiled unconsciously, and continued to go down, but her shoulders were clasped by Shen Yan.

"Qi Qi." Shen Yan called in a low voice, his hands trembling, and his consciousness hadn't been drawn from the kiss just now, like a high fever. He first scratched a few times on Qi Qi shirt, and finally touched slowly along the shoulder, drew it into his hair, and pulled the person back into his arms.

Qi Qi seemed to be made of sand, so it slowly collapsed with a pull, and a few grains fell into his arms.

The kiss just now was very jerky.

At this time, both of them could not slow down. Only by this pause, both of them pressed against each other's forehead and gasped lightly.

"Qi Qi ..." Shen Yan called his name in confusion and opened his eyes slightly.

They were close together, and it was easy for their lips to rub against each other when they made a sound. Qi Qi shuddered, his panting sound became slightly thicker, and then opened his eyes, seeing Shen Yan's forehead sweating in the dim gray light, and then subconsciously pulled out the hair soaked in sweat for him Gently soothe.

"Are you tired?" He asked. He did not forget that Shen Yan is not in good health.

"Sorry ..." Shen Yan frowned, not denying it.

Qi Qi heard a guilt in his tone, smiled silently, and turned his head to kiss his cheek. Shen Yan understood, his hands gradually tightened.

"Eyes are closed." Qi Chen whispered, "Don't think about anything."

The second time was less anxious and chaotic than the first. Only lingering.

The sweet taste passed from the tip of the tongue, intertwined with each other, and it was not clear who was who.

Qi Qi pulled the quilt over to cover the two and wrapped up a small space that belonged to them only.

The kiss on the lips of another person is as light and soft as the cotton in it, and it is warm and nostalgic.

The original sense of dryness has disappeared, as if slowly smoothed out by the running-in of each other. Occasionally, one or two moist **** will be emitted, accompanied by another deep breath scattered around the ear.

Shen Yan lay quietly on the pillow, everything was left to the other party to lead, and he just responded.

When the rain and the breath outside the window reached the same pattern, my heart seemed to go down, and I slept peacefully in the gentle kiss.

The author has something to say: I wo n’t say that I actually ca n’t write h ...

And I hope these two people can still progress to that step when Dr. Shen is fully awake (to the finger)

I know that my recent break is a bit more serious. The bottleneck period and ambiguous scenes will not write, so the card is a bit bad.

And three-dimensional is really a torture recently ... I ca n’t even take the time to reply to everyone ’s replies. There should be time after this chapter is updated, 嘤.

In the end, if you want to fatten and look at it again, I can understand it. After all, I also think that I am in a bad state recently.

Thank you for chasing the text all the way to the people who have not abandoned me! tat