Dage

Wei Qian actually didn't know how to kiss, this was a technical job, he had never done it before.

It's gentle, he just knows to send the child to sleep, and sticks it gently, violent ... This is not as big as he imagined.

Well, in fact, Wei Qian flipped over a small yellow book on Lin Qing's table during lunch break. Unfortunately, after reading it, he was still confused and could not get any guidance from it, because according to the mystery of "kiss" in the book Describe that his barren imagination has not constructed any action that humans can do, let's say association ...

After watching Wei Qian at that time, a super-level shot of the martial arts films from the 1980s and 1990s came up in my mind ... It was "Houha", and then a series of two kicks behind the protagonist flashed with colorful aurora explosions. Species.

So what he can do is just to sip Wei Zhiyuan's lips like venting his anger.

In the autumn, the climate in the north is dry, and people ’s lips are prone to peeling. Wei Zhiyuan is neglected to maintain, so he just broke it with a light pull. Wei Qian quickly felt a little bloody, and he returned slightly from the undulating heart. After coming to God, I was embarrassed to find that I was like a satyr like this, and it was too sweeping.

才 He just wanted to pull back a little, but suddenly Wei Zhiyuan clung to the back of his head and greedily attacked back.

He was different from the first time—after that annual meeting, he instinctively punched Wei Zhiyuan and then only remembered that he was shocked and angry, and had no other impression.

This time, Wei Qian hesitated for a moment, and Wei Zhiyuan penetrated into his mouth with a thunderbolt, sweeping through every corner he could touch.

I was irritated with tingling, and Wei Qian forgot to breathe.

Wei Zhiyuan had one hand around Wei Qian's waist when he didn't know when. Wei Qian was pulled by him so that his waist could not help but bend back slightly. Most of the adults' waists were not so soft, and they would feel very tired for a long time. Wei Qian I felt like a bow bent by Wei Zhiyuan.

His tense muscles have begun to become sour, involuntarily reaching out to support the wall, and Wei Zhiyuan is still indifferent.

At some point, Wei Zhiyuan's hands rolled up the hem of his pajamas jacket. Wei Zhiyuan's palms were on fire, hot, not like caressing, and his hands were almost as if they were going to take off a layer of meat. The lower abdomen, continue on.

Wei Qian felt that his waist was slammed a bit, and it hurt him a lot, and then a surge of sour flew up the spine, his waist suddenly softened, and he instinctively struggled, and his throat gave out a Vague, protesting groans.

After that, Wei Qian felt something in His Majesty's support.

He stiffened involuntarily.

At this moment, Wei Zhiyuan finally ended the kiss, and he slowly and tremblingly suppressed the short breath, and for a long while, he sighed lowly, and seemed to use great perseverance to force himself to let go and slowly let go. Wei Qian.

Wei Qian was not at the right center of gravity, leaned back a bit, and took two steps to stand still.

No light was turned on in the squatter room, Wei Zhiyuan leaned against the door, his eyes were like wolves, and even in the dark, there were flashes of hardly negligible, almost hungry light, and his chest was violently undulating.

谦 Wei Qian skipped a beat in his heart, and then desperately abandoned himself: "What am I doing?"

"Qianer," Wei Zhiyuan said to him, but changed his name, his voice was low and dumb as if the metal had scratched rough sandpaper, "I **** miss you for almost ten years, can you stop testing me like this? I ... ... I can't help it. "

Wei Qian was speechless.

"You ... you, forget it, wait for me slowly." Wei Zhiyuan's breathing was so heavy that he seemed a little jealous and went straight to Wei Qian's bed-the chair was full of things and there was no place to sit.

Wei Qian's quilt was set aside, with a bit of ambiguous Yu Wen inside, Wei Zhiyuan didn't expect that his desire could be ignited by him so easily, and he was a bit uncomfortable. He simply dropped his legs on the ground, and his upper body fell down , Like a lion lying on his stomach, closed his eyes, and fell briefly on Wei Qian's pillow.

Wei Weiyuan originally intended to be quiet for a while, to calm his desires, but soon he realized that this was an idea that he never had any more.

In view of someone's behavior of lying down and sleeping without drying the hair, a very obvious shampoo smell was left on the pillow towel, and the darkness amplified Wei Zhiyuan's sense of smell. In addition to the shampoo, he also smelled the weak bath mixed in it. Liquid taste, and Wei Qian's unique flavor.

The smell surrounded him provocatively from all sides, but not only that, but also the slightly sunken bed, and a quilt with Wei Qian's body temperature behind him. Wei Zhiyuan's nose was a little itchy at the time, and he accidentally fell on the pillow. He froze, and there was still Wei Qian's hair on his face ...

"I fuck!" Wei Zhiyuan was completely irritable. He wasn't born as an acute person. Not to mention the fact that he has lowered his heart to cultivate himself in recent years. He couldn't remember the last time he was so irritable.

Like a corpse, he sat up abruptly and said lowly, "My blood vessels are about to crack."

Wei Qian seems a little out of state. At this point, he thinks that his calm mind is blank. He stood two steps away, and the donkey's lips asked the wrong question: "What did you call me?"

Through the thin moonlight, Wei Zhiyuan saw his complex and distorted expression. His chest button was rubbed open by himself. Wei Qian didn't seem to notice, exposing the narrowness of his chest.

"You torture me." Wei Zhiyuan stood up and controlled his behavior in the raging desire, but did not control his mouth, he said, "Wei Qian, I really hate you."

When Xu passed by, Wei Qian suddenly grabbed Wei Zhiyuan's wrist.

His almost blank expression was shattered by Wei Zhiyuan's words of indignation. It seemed to be calm again for a moment, and his tone sounded more calm.

Wei Qian said, "Go to bed, I will help you."

Wei Zhiyuan's strong heart was taped again. He only remembered that he was gently pushed by Wei Qian and immediately "floated" back to the bed like no weight. The revolutionary integrity did not know where he died. Wei Qian's cold hand had just reached into his trousers, but he hadn't touched it yet. He already stunned and screamed.

Talking about his virtue, Wei Qian relaxed, and even lost his character indifferently: "What's the call? I've read the lines early-I said, don't you be surprised? What about cats?"

Wei Zhiyuan's reason has long been broken into dregs. Although Wei Qian's method is rough and rough, in the hands of people who think about it day and night, the technical issues in detail are a fart.

Wei Weiyuan called him indiscriminately. For a while, it was "Brother", and then his name again.

I'm sure it's not that comfortable. Wei Qian knows this very well. He has always been very calm when he sent himself. It feels worse than when a blind man in a massage shop presses on the cervical spine. Upside down?

Wei Qian was used to the dependence and obedience of others on him. He has always tried his best to make himself more reliable, which is almost the closest emotional interaction for him.

But Wei Zhiyuan is not the same. He walks too close.

Wei Qian can't help but feel incredible-is he so good? Where does Xiao Yuan's attachment come from?

He has never even got the parental love that is most taken for granted and has no reason in his life. He has never built up the minimum trust in the world, let alone be illusory ...

Love.

However, he saw his reflection in Wei Zhiyuan's glittering eyes. For the first time, he felt that extremely intimate connection, as if he was secretly in his heart without knowing it.

Wei Qian's heart suddenly softened, as if someone gently swiped with feathers, along with his movements, he couldn't help putting it softer ... Although it was very gentle, it was still very important.

Until Wei Qian wiped his hands clean, Wei Zhiyuan still lay on his bed and refused to get up.

Wei Weiyuan: "Brother."

Wei Qian threw the paper towel into the basket: "What's the matter?"

Wei Weiyuan also called: "Qianer ..."

Wei Qian closed the window that opened most of the time. "Huh?"

Wei Weiyuan is okay, just want to call him.

The young man closed his eyes in the soft bed, and screamed again, "Qianer."

This time Wei Qian finally got impatient: "What are you doing? There is no end to it?"

Wei Zhiyuan laughed to himself and said lowly, "Death is worth it."

This sentence is so sincere that anyone can hear it. Wei Qian suffocated his chest fiercely, but he could not express it. He just walked over and slapped Wei Zhiyuan's legs: "Get up, the sheets will make you roll into pickles. Peel. "

Wei Weiyuan obediently got up, stood aside, and watched as he pulled the sheets in a mess, and pulled back the quilt curled up in a corner.

"Brother, I can ..." Wei Zhiyuan paused, "Oh, forget it, it's nothing, I'll go back to my room."

谦 Wei Qian turned his back to him and couldn't see his expression, but after a second, Wei Qian said lightly, "There is a spare pillow in the cupboard, go get it."

Wei Weiyuan raised his head sharply: "Where is Xiaobao still at home, you ..."

Wei Qian interrupted him: "It's all right."

He didn't know that he had already told Xiaobao, nor did he not adapt to this weird relationship immediately, and immediately accepted the fact that his brother had climbed up to his bed. Wei Zhiyuan could see that ... he just I don't want to embarrass myself.

He may have just gone out of the fire. He also felt that he had caused it himself, so he planned to bear it alone.

Wei Zhiyuan gently lowered the pillow, got into the quilt, tentatively reached out his hand, and hugged Wei Qian who had been lying down and closed his eyes, as if falling asleep at the speed of light.

Wei Qian didn't move, didn't open his eyes, he didn't want to show emotions like shyness in front of the little cub, so he had to nervously put out the "this is no big deal" shelf, pretending to be calm.

After ten minutes, Wei Qian finally took Wei Zhiyuan's hand unbearably: "Don't you stare at me like a searchlight?"

Wei Weiyuan quickly squinted and stared from the kindness.

Now, this time it's a microscope.

He dragged Wei Qian back to the quilt and said softly, "You sleep first, I am still doing my homework today."

Wei Qian: "What homework?"

"Reflection." Wei Zhiyuan closed his eyes and said to Wei Qian in a whispered voice, "From the morning. When I received the photos, I was happy for a moment, and even secretly looked at those photos uncontrollably for several times."

Wei Wei Qian: "Why didn't I see it?"

"I didn't feel it myself." Wei Zhiyuan said, "It was just a passing thought, so I had to make a little bit of memory afterwards. I remember the tea coaster pattern on your table-I'm in your office. It ’s been a long time and I have n’t noticed what coaster you use. I only noticed today, because the photo against the wall was placed next to the cup. I must have glanced a few times before I was impressed. "

Wei Qian was shocked. He never knew anyone else was studying himself like a Holmes autopsy.

谁 Who taught him this?

I can never be an old bear. If the old bear had such a high level of understanding, he would have become a true immortal, and would he still need to pretend to be immortal every day?

"I analyze this ecstasy for two reasons," Wei Zhiyuan continued. "One is that my heart has been out of sight with you for a long time. Of course, I hope it will be bright one day, but it may hurt you, hurt. There are many people, so this time it came out through the hands of others ... don't care if it's true or false, I have the illusion that I can get what I want in an "innocent" situation. "

He paused and went on to say, "Of course, there is a deeper reason, that I still want to torture you ... I just accidentally made vultures out of the truth. Although I decided to practice for you, I couldn't help but hate If you do n’t respond to me, I ca n’t be completely calm. If it hurts you because of me, I will have the illusion that I have a weight in your heart ... so that I can pretend that I am important to you, be it ... brushing the presence Come on. "

"No, you wait." Wei Qian propped up his upper body, "You just do this every day before going to bed ... so ... bloody?"

Wei Zhiyuan opened his eyes and said frankly, "Yeah, what else. I just said that death was worth it. I really thought so at the time, but now I ’m back to my heart and I'm not satisfied again. At that time, I had another idea, thinking that if I could do a full set just now-greed is not enough ... well, a little desire is satisfied, and soon there will be new dissatisfaction. "

Wei Weiqian: "..."

He didn't know how Wei Layuan spoke these words in front of his delusional face.

Wei Weiyuan smiled at him: "I swear, it's really a thought, it's not time to enlarge it-you cover it, don't freeze it."

Before going to bed that day, Wei Zhiyuan said in Wei Qian's ears: "This is not bloody. The human heart is separated by the belly, but why should it be separated by itself? A lot of things are just deceiving yourself. Hiding is not good for yourself. People tend to be weak, and the more honest you are with yourself, the more you can gain indestructible power. "

The next day, Wei Qian came with a cold, maybe it was blown in the middle of the night, or it was probably the middle of the night that he was always worried that the single person was too small, and he always pushed the quilt farther than Wei Zhi, and it became cold.

But this is all in the details. The most troublesome thing in the morning is when Song Xiaobao got up early and wore headphones to press his legs. When he had just finished one round and was ready to relax and do the second round, he saw her younger brother coming out of the big brother's house and still intimate The person in the rushing house asked, "Brother, what do you want to eat in the morning?"

Until Wei Qian left the house, Xiaobao's mouth that could be stuffed into a duck egg did not close.

Wei Qian glanced at her, didn't explain anything, tried to clean up as much as possible, and asked her to come over for dinner as usual ... but she didn't look at her in the morning.

Then he went to work as an excuse, and fled ......... 20 minutes earlier than usual.

No one was in the conference room. Wei Zhiyuan poured a cup of tea and turned on the computer. He said to Wei Qian, "I forgot to tell you last night. We used some illegal technical means to hack into the computers of several people around Wang Dongliang. A piece of information was put together. They had a yin and yang account, but unfortunately it was recorded by hand. Only a few pages of the scanned version were leaked. The information was incomplete. . "

Wei Qian was silent for a moment: "I don't want you to get into this kind of thing."

"What do you want me to do?" Wei Zhiyuan held his hands on the conference table and asked him with a smile, "Miyoshi students silently write my program and earn a few pocket money to come back and ask you for a reward?"

He picked up a signature pen and turned around between his fingers. He sighed and said, "How unsafe you are, you only have feelings for the things you support."

Wei Qian said blankly, "Who cares for you? You? I'm sick. I have to raise you for such a **** thing all day long. Why are you bigger and shameless?"

Wei Weiyuan seemed to love listening to him counting himself, without refuting a word. Hippie smiled and turned the screen of the laptop to him, immediately blocking Wei Qian's mouth.

Twenty-five hours later, the management team arrived.

"The local government has just been re-elected, and the top leader is an airborne foreigner." Sam Fat said, "This is why this section has an eye-catching problem, and Wang Dongliang is anxious to reopen the relationship. The people in the municipal government are now ambiguous and new. The leader has just arrived, and I haven't had time to figure out how deep the water in this place is. Secondly, this big leader is about to retire, ready to end in vain, and I don't want to make any mistakes during my tenure. "

"If something goes wrong, you can't help him or Wang Dongliang." Wei Qian said.

Ma Chunming glanced at something secretly circulated inside, and a gentleman raised his hand in preparation for a high argument: "We can report to the judicial authority, this person ..."

All eyes are on him.

"Shut up." Wei Qian concluded his speech briefly with two words.

Ma Chunming, a **** child, never hesitated to fight against the big boss in his stance, and immediately jumped up: "I oppose the use of improper means!"

"No one said to use improper means." San Fat pushed him back to his seat. "Doctor, if you don't understand, just listen first. The right means are not just your frown."

"If he has more handles, the local government will have to do it." Wei Qian lit a cigarette. "What have we done? It's a dog biting a dog."

Bian Ma Chunming: "You can't just talk about ..."

行 "Okay, I will go there in two days and play a war." San Fat passed him and took Wei Qian's voice.

Bian Ma Chunming looked at him somehow.

San fat usually doesn't care about business, and Ma Chunming usually doesn't care about public relations. The two people are basically talking with each other.

He Sanfei sighed, and had to be patient, explaining to the doctor who had the same elm head in some ways.

"I can invite a few people from the local public security through some previous friends. The disciplinary inspection was also contacted, and a few more will accompany him," said the three fat puppets. seat."

He paused and added in a low voice: "At that time, we must ask the investment department to complete the project proposal as soon as possible."

The manager of the investment department smiled: "I met Xiaoyuan at the first sight, and with his help, it must be fast."

Although everyone speaks unknown, Ma Chunming is clever. After a while, he reacted, and he muttered, "This ... too ..."

"Pay attention to the confidentiality of the internal information, let's break up." Wei Qian did not explain, and patted Ma Chunming on the shoulder.

"It's too sinister." Ma Chunming said.

"Have you seen a few bad guys, dare to hide your face and say that the world is sinister?" Wei Qian looked at him and smiled. "I still feel very comfortable."