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Seven years ago.
"One of the people on the list is from China! He's so handsome!"
It was rare to hear Chinese in school. Duan Mingyang, who was passing by, slowed down slightly and glanced at the source of the sound. Two Chinese students were crowded in the crowd, surrounding the bulletin board, discussing excitedly.
On the bulletin board, there is a huge poster with ten photos.
A while ago, I don¡¯t know who started it, but the school launched a vigorous selection called "Top Ten Handsome Guys on Campus". It lasted for more than a week, and now the results are finally out. Most of the ten shortlisted faces are white, typical European handsome guys.
There is only one exception.
The young man in the photo in the upper right corner is wearing a simple white shirt. His hair is relatively long among boys. It just reaches his neck. It is dark, smooth and handsome. Just looking at the appearance, it does not conform to the aesthetic preferences of ordinary Europeans.
¡°But the young man smiled so brightly and confidently, with a natural arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes, and gave people a sense of strength that he was bound to win. He was no worse than the white students on the same list.
The two girls kept discussing:
"I heard that his family is very rich! He seems to be the richest man in some city in the country!"
"Wow! Isn't that the standard of being tall, rich and handsome? Do you have a girlfriend?"
"I don't know, but what kind of conditions do you want?"
Duan Mingyang was not interested in listening to these gossips. He turned his eyes back and continued walking forward, but his way was blocked.
"Handsome guy, I am one of the people organizing the voting. You are welcome to participate in the next session!" A student handed over a poster.
Duan Mingyang had no choice but to take the poster and put it in his backpack. He glanced at it casually and saw that the Chinese student¡¯s photo was marked with a Chinese name:
Li Luo.
"My surname is Li, Li from Liming, and my single name is Luo, from Luoyang. What about you?"
A week later, the young man on the poster appeared in front of him.
The person is more eye-catching than the poster. As soon as he entered the bar, half of the people's eyes were focused on him, but Li Luo didn't seem to notice it. I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s because I¡¯m slow to react or if I¡¯m just used to it.
"Duan Mingyang."
"Which ming?"
Duan Mingyang stared at his amber eyes and slightly curved corners of his mouth, his heartbeat slowed down for no reason, as if he had been seduced into a gentle dream, and he blurted out: "The brightness of dawn."
"Ah, that's it." Li Luo got down from the high chair, shifted his gaze, pointed to the backpack behind him, and asked, "Are you a college student?"
The tone is very friendly, but the pick-up routine is very skillful.
Duan Mingyang woke up from a dream.
If he hadn¡¯t just witnessed the other party brutally beating the person who had offended him in the back alley of the bar, he might have believed the other party¡¯s appearance at this time.
This person is very good at acting, so he must have an impure purpose. It is not suitable to associate with each other and must be kept away from.
"Well, if nothing happens, I'll go back first."
But Li Luo ignored his obvious rejection and pursued him, even chasing him into his rental house.
That was the first time a guest visited his old and simple rental house.
He could clearly push the person out and drive him away, but for some reason, he allowed the other person to stay, allowed the other person to look through his things, allowed the other person to proudly let him call him "Brother", and even allowed him to stay overnight.
Maybe it¡¯s been too long since I¡¯ve felt the company of others.
Not to mention a person who is sparkling from head to toe and makes you feel dazzling.
Even if you just pretend to deceive him, this light is indeed warm.
"Well" Li Luo, who was sleeping at the table, murmured a few words, moved his arms again, adjusted his posture, his hands and feet were curled together, and he looked like he was sleeping very suffocatingly.
Duan Mingyang was lying on the bed, looking at him through the darkness and through the hazy moonlight.
He is a proud and willful young master who will not give up until he achieves his goal. Still a little ignorant and fearless, he dared to spend the night in a strange man's house. At first glance, it seems that he has been spoiled by his family since he was a child. He has the confidence to act recklessly and has the capital to play with the world.
Such people are often not very likable, but with such good looks, who could not like them?
Li Luo mumbled something vaguely again, wondering if he was scolding him in his dream for not being polite.
Duan Mingyang sighed softly.
Anyway, their lives are not two parallel lines. It is estimated that they will only intersect once in their lives.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?Ask, he is not a sage, nor is he pure and stoic. It may be okay to indulge himself once
With one thought in mind, he rolled out of bed without turning on the light, walked gently to the table, bent down and picked her up.
The person in his arms sensed movement and seemed to half-open his eyes. He glanced at him vaguely, but there seemed to be no movement at all. He was unexpectedly quiet. She didn't resist when he put her on the bed. She even rubbed herself against him without any sense of danger and slept close to him. After a while, she started breathing evenly.
She is very well-behaved when she is asleep.
Duan Mingyang retracted his outstretched hand several times, and finally put his arm around the waist of the person in his arms.
In the quiet room, time passed by one minute and one second, the sound of people outside gradually disappeared, and even the sound of vehicles passing by was rarely heard. It was already late at night.
But Duan Mingyang lost sleep.
There was a faint body fragrance lingering in his nose. As soon as he lowered his head, his lips could touch the tip of Li Luo's tall nose. A little further down, there was the slightly opened lips.
The hot breath of the person in his arms kept spraying on his neck, and the warm body hugged him and slept without any defense.
He felt like he had a fever, his brain was burned out, and his body was getting hotter and hotter. He even swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, but his throat was still thirsty.
He knew that pushing the person out of his arms would solve all the problems, but he couldn't do it.
The hands seemed to be stuck to the flexible waist, caressing back and forth uncontrollably, and inadvertently rubbed against the hem of Li Luo's shirt.
Skin-to-skin contact, soft, smooth, and intimate warmth that I have never experienced before.
The youthful desire breaks out of the cage and is out of control.
You brought it to your door yourself. He thought selfishly.
If you don¡¯t take this warmth as your own now, you may never have another chance in the rest of your life.
So the next second, he used his knees to push away the legs of the person in his arms.
Slowly squeeze it in, and then push it up gently.
"Hmm" Li Luo let out a weak groan, not quite sober, but it made Duan Mingyang sober up and didn't dare to move anymore. But the long rising sound was like a small hook, drawing out his desire again.
This mouth is a disaster.
He made a not-so-good excuse for himself, and then lowered his head, trying to find a moist place and draw some sweet springs for his thirsty throat.
The body moved closer together. Li Luo seemed to be pressed and felt uncomfortable. He kicked his legs and placed one foot on his calf.
A hint of coolness instantly cooled down Duan Mingyang's dizzy brain, and all his movements and desires were frozen.
Li Luo smacked his lips, adjusted his posture, and fell asleep peacefully.
Duan Mingyang stared at his lips in the darkness, the lips that he almost touched just now.
It looks so soft, I don¡¯t know how many people it has kissed, and how many people it has kissed on its own initiative.
Those people must be people who match his status and are favored by him.
How can I touch someone like me?
Even if you want to touch it, it should be the lowest part, not such a precious place.
The foot resting on the calf absorbed the body temperature for a while and became slightly warmer, but the other foot was still cold.
Duan Mingyang's hand on the quilt reached down, picked up Li Luo's knees, and clamped his feet with his legs. The posture is a bit awkward, but at least you can feel the effect.
Maybe I should buy a hot water bottle for next time
¡°Forget it, there¡¯s probably no next time.
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