[Original BL] A glimpse of the light, only hand in hand with you is ordinary-Chap.30

Chap.30 Opportunity

The four-seater table is full of various meals, medium-rare steak with mashed potatoes, chef's recommended apple pie, two cans of 7-Up, two glasses filled with ice cubes, muffins, scrambled eggs, fried French fries, grilled chicken wings, served on large American-style platters, stuffed with almost no space on the table.

However, there were only two guests at this table, one of whom was said to be very hungry, and the other was completely absent from the food.

After a 14-hour flight, and another half-hour drive to Christ's mother's house, plus the waiting time, Zhuang Mingjie has not had a good rest for nearly 20 hours. Although he slept a little on the plane, he still felt in his heart. Various emotions disturbed him and could not feel at ease.

Christ left without saying goodbye. In the past two weeks, Zhuang Mingjie has experienced many firsts. It was the first time when he was only thinking about personal matters at work, the first time he felt empty in his heart, and the first time he hated going back to no one. The first time I was afraid of losing my sleep, I woke up in the middle of the night because of the panic in my heart, and then I felt more panic and loneliness when I found that my lover was not around.

And this is also the first time he has made up his mind to take the initiative for love. No matter what the problem is between the two, the most important thing is that he must see Christ. After meeting, everything is easy to talk about.

And when he finally met the person who made his heart hang in the air, Zhuang Mingjie felt his vulnerability for the first time, because the feeling of wanting to cry at that moment made him understand the confidence and confidence he had in this relationship in the past. Arbitrary, all based on Christ's infinite tolerance for him. He is the king in the gentle fortress built by Christ for the two of them. Unconsciously and arrogantly, he believes that he has the dominance, but only when the fortress disappears out of thin air. To my surprise, I am nothing without Christ.

He's just a fool who is pampered and proud of being loved.

Christ's mother, Audrey, took him home to see Christ, and went out acquainted, leaving the two of them looking at each other in an atmosphere of surprise and expectation. They were silent for a while, and no one knew what to say. In fact, Zhuang Mingjie had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Ever since he found out that Christ was missing, he had been full of things to say. As his mood changed, what he wanted to say or ask to Christ. The problem has also been changing, but when I really saw Christ, all my doubts and dissatisfaction turned into my only thought.

really miss you.

The straight man's brain finally opened up, or his straight-line thinking method just found the right passage at the right time, Zhuang Mingjie put down his luggage, took two steps forward and hugged his lover whom he hadn't seen for two weeks in his arms.

"Finally see you." Zhuang Mingjie hugged Christ tightly, his voice trembling like his own.

And when he felt that Christ was hugging him tightly, Zhuang Mingjie's heart finally found its place again.

Fang Wenting couldn't believe his eyes, is this picture really not his fantasy? So, has his delusion come true? He stared at everything in front of him, it was really beyond his load... Ever since He Pingwei said he wanted to "help" him, Fang Wenting was almost certain that he was dreaming.

He Pingweiye, the Wei Baoye he knew and liked, He Pingwei who was not very active even in Fang Wenting's delusions, and now, he actually reached out and took off his pants! Liar! This is not true!

Because he was too frightened, Fang Wenting could only take off his lower body with He Pingwei's actions, and at this frightening moment, the straight thing on his body seemed extraordinarily stupid.

"Wei... Wei Bao, you..." Fang Wenting was really speechless for a moment, and could only watch He Pingwei's cowardly expression but boldly...touching himself.

The stimulation was so great that Fang Wenting felt that he was going to come out in minutes.

He Pingwei finally held him, but his brows furrowed, looking a little overwhelmed, Fang Wenting was even more overwhelmed, everything in front of him was too magical, the two were deadlocked, Fang Wenting stared at He Pingwei's Looking at his face, He Pingwei stared at Fang Wenting's lower body...

"Roar..." Wei Bao murmured in a low voice, moving his body to sit close to Fang Wenting, he held the opponent's hand and tried to move, the movement was very clumsy, but with Wei Bao's annoyed expression, Fang Wenting felt that he could use it in this situation. Come for a lifetime.

"Ah... Lighter..." I don't know if it was because he was too uncomfortable, or if He Pingwei held it too tightly, Fang Wenting couldn't help screaming because of the little pain.

Hearing his voice, He Pingwei immediately stopped the movement of his hands, and raised his face to look at the other party worriedly.

"It's okay, it's okay, just hold it lightly, it's okay." Fang Wenting hurriedly reassured the other party, because He Pingwei's expression looked like he was about to cry...

really cry? ! ! !

"Wow, what's wrong with you! Don't cry, don't cry, it's alright, I'm not in pain! Ouch... Ouch, don't cry, Wei Bao..." Fang Wenting couldn't care about his arrogant lower body, and went forward to hug the tears He Pingwei, who started ticking off.

Fang Wenting has never been so embarrassed in bed in his life. He is a top-notch expert in terms of appearance, technique, and atmosphere, but now he not only makes the person he likes cry (of course he did in the past, but not this one). This way), his arrogant lower body is still held in the opponent's hands, and it is not possible for him to enter or retreat. It is not as good as an amateur, Fang Wenting thought, this second, whether he ejaculated or soft Now, he can no longer raise his head in front of Wei Bao, up and down.

"Hey baby, baby, don't cry, I'm really fine, that... or you'll let me go first, okay?" Fang Wenting said while patting He Pingwei's back lightly, trying to get himself out of the predicament first. .

But He Pingwei shook his head.

Fang Wenting closed his eyes resignedly.

Forgive me baby, I just want to cry!

The table was full of food, but the people who ordered didn't eat much. He was very nervous. Although the sudden accident was calm on the surface, he was actually panicking in his heart. He forced himself to lead people to this restaurant with a good taste in his impression, and seemed to order a bunch of dishes calmly by himself. In fact, as long as the companions think for a while, they can find that these are the manifestations of his panic.

If he hadn't panicked, he wouldn't have forgotten that he should have taken the bus to the restaurant instead of a 30-minute walk in the snow.

If he doesn't panic, he will ask the other party what they want to eat, instead of ordering food that they can't finish.

If he hadn't panicked, he wouldn't have ordered a table, breakfast, and dinner combo, not to mention that he didn't like chicken wings at all.

If he doesn't panic, he'll have the courage to face the other person, look him in the eye, and say "hi" to him.

If he doesn't panic, he'll know what to say while waiting for his meal to arrive.

But Christ didn't know, he couldn't grasp the situation in front of him, he didn't know how to speak, although from Zhuang Mingjie's expression, he should be waiting for him to speak.

"How could my mother pick you up?" Christ said, and he cursed himself inwardly for being an idiot. Isn't it obvious that they have a connection? Look, panic, why don't you tell the truth?

Saying that I miss you too, miss you very, very much, my silence at the moment is because I am so surprised and happy to see you, but I can't hold my face to tell you.

"Ah..., I asked your subordinate to help me get in touch with your mother."

"Weibo?"

"Yep."

"Oh."

The awkward silence falls again, and Christ sips his drinks one by one.

"Hurry up and eat, aren't you hungry?"

"I had some food on the plane."

"Oh."

Omg! Christopher Yang, fucking say something!

Suddenly, Zhuang Mingjie got up and sat beside him.

"sorry."

Zhuang Mingjie, who had been staring at him since the meeting, broke the embarrassment and started talking.

"…"

The lover's performance of showing weakness first seemed to give Christ the courage to face it. He finally looked back at Zhuang Mingjie. The two didn't speak again, but the atmosphere was no longer awkward.

He savored the apology, but in fact, his emotions had completely surrendered as early as the second Zhuang Mingjie finished speaking. Christ tried to think about the psychology reflected by Zhuang Mingjie's behavior. Zhuang Mingjie, who usually buys things must consider the C/P value, did not hesitate to chase him to the United States on the eve of the most expensive air ticket; Man, he even apologized first.

These actions are telling Christ how much Zhuang Mingjie wants to see him and how much he values him.

Christ suddenly felt softhearted, his eyes were hot and tears were streaming down his face. , He was fortunate that when he just chose the seat, he chose the sofa seat against the wall, because at the moment the two were leaning against each other, he turned around and hugged the lover beside him.

Zhuang Mingjie put his arms around him, and Christ felt him resting his head on his own.

"I miss you so much..." This was the sentence he wanted to say the most for half a month.

"Weibo, baby, really, can you let me go first? I'm really... uncomfortable."

Fang Wenting and He Pingwei still maintained the same posture. Although it was only for a while, for Fang Wenting who maintained a certain state, even just one-hundredth of a second was torture.

He Pingwei in his arms hesitated for a moment, then slowly let go of the hand holding his lower body. As soon as he was free, Fang Wenting hurriedly grabbed his pants and put them on.

The person he likes is crying, but his lower body is exposed. This picture looks too much like being jumped by an immortal.

After the cover was covered, Fang Wenting felt that he had regained a little dignity and self-confidence.

He took a deep breath, hugged He Pingwei again, and shook the other side gently.

"Can you tell me why you're crying? I just want to cry... People who don't know think I'm forcing you..." He felt He Pingwei grab onto his clothes.

"…sorry…"

"I'm sorry? Wow, He Pingwei," Fang Wenting pulled the person he liked out of his arms, grabbed his shoulders, and asked with wide eyes, "Aren't you going to tell me that you can't accept it! You You can't treat me like this! You won't recognize people after you touch them!"

He Pingwei also stared at him, his eyes wandering between Fang Wenting's eyes for a while, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at, make it clear, I'm serious! I don't care, you can't tell me now that you can't accept boys, I like you so much, you clearly know how much I like you, and, moreover You said you wanted to help me, not me forcing Wuwu!"

Fang Wenting's complaint could only be swallowed by himself, because He Pingwei held his face and pinched it into a ball, and the romantic and handsome guy who was in love suddenly turned into a bun face, which was unacceptable to Fang Wenting, who paid great attention to his own image, but Seeing He Pingwei burst into laughter because of his transformation, he just felt warm, and the image was not important.

"I..." He Pingwei laughed for a while, then adjusted his breathing to meet Wen Ting's eyes, "It's impossible not to accept, I cry because..."

"I'm crying because it's too embarrassing..." He Pingwei lowered his head.

"Young actor Hoo? (What shame?)" Steamed Bun asked.

"Just..." Wei Bao let go of his face, grabbed the hem of his clothes with both hands, still lowered his head, and leaned forward, his head just resting on Fang Wenting's chest.

"My skills are too bad... Obviously... I'm mentally prepared, and I want to say that I must succeed, but I'm really nervous..." He raised his head slightly, Fang Wenting tilted his head slightly to see him go down And looked up into his eyes.

"I'm afraid that you will despise me because of this... I cried when I was impatient... Will you despise me?"

Ancestor... I almost ejaculated prematurely and still despise you? !

You will meet a lot of people in your life. Sometimes when you meet a certain person, you will feel that you will be planted on the other person in your life. Fang Wenting believes that this moment is the moment, and He Pingwei has the ability to make him suffer from beastly attacks. Bringing human nature to the extreme and having patience, after living for almost 30 years, Fang Wenting discovered for the first time that he was such a patient person.

But what can I do, I like it.

"How could I despise you? You don't have to worry, we can take it slow, really, I don't like you because of this." Fang Wenting hugged He Pingwei, his words were not simply to comfort the other party, But from the bottom of his heart, he did not intend to force He Pingwei in intimate contact. He was willing to cooperate with the other party's pace. Today, He Pingwei took the initiative to put forward further requirements, and this tragedy that should have been avoided occurred.

He Pingwei didn't answer, he just rubbed into Fang Wenting's arms, and the two embraced for a while. Although Fang Wenting also liked the feeling of being warm to each other, he really wanted to deal with his half-hearted fire now.

"My dear Wei Bao, can you sleep first? I'll go to the toilet and be back soon." Fang Wenting said as he gently put Wei Bao on the bed, but He Pingwei grabbed his hand again.

"You won't let me help you?"

No, are you still coming?

Fang Wenting's heart collapsed, isn't the torture just now enough? He has no confidence to experience it again!

"Weibo, that..."

"This time you taught me, we, we together..."

He Pingwei sat up, pulled Fang Wenting towards him, and reached out his hand to touch his lower body again. Fang Wenting felt that the place he touched seemed to be on fire, and it was so hot that he might burn his pants.

"You teach me, and I'll do it, okay?"

What happened next was finally under Fang Wenting's control. He raised the hand that was caught by He Pingwei, put his lips on He Pingwei's fingers, waited for every fingertip to be kissed, he turned his head to find He Pingwei's lips, and hugged him by the waist, while going deeper The other party's mouth swept away, while he couldn't help rubbing He Pingwei's buttocks through his pants.

He Pingwei couldn't help but groaned slightly. Fang Wenting put his hands into He Pingwei's clothes, reached down his back, and then put his palms against He Pingwei's back waist and slid all the way to his narrow but upturned buttocks. , took off his panties, separated his legs, and pulled him towards him.

The two faced each other, He Pingwei's two calves were crossed behind Fang Wenting, his bare lower body was close to Fang Wenting's desire to stand upright through his coat, they were both gasping for breath, Fang Wenting took He Pingwei's hand.

"Okay, I'll teach you."

Fang Wenting said, with He Pingwei's hand hooked on the edge of his pajama pants and pulled down, the clone that had gone through all kinds of hardships this night popped out.

"Hold them together, yes, that's it, Wei Bao is great." Fang Wenting hooked He Pingwei's neck and whispered in his ear. He continued to hold He Pingwei's hand and asked him to follow his own words and actions:

Hold together and move up and down as you normally would when you came by yourself.

Yes, well done, great, it doesn't matter if you call it out.

Go on, is it comfortable here? Just touch it a few times.

Use your thumb to rub the upper side, right there.

Are you going to ejaculate? Let's go together, I'm going to ejaculate too, hold me tight, so good.

Call out and let me hear your voice.

Fang Wenting murmured charming words against He Pingwei's ears, enjoying the lewd roar he created by himself. The gradually accelerated rhythm came to the climax of the whole song. At this time, he couldn't help but join the accompaniment. The combination of two parts, one high and one low, completed this piece of music called First Experience. Calm down, feel at ease in hugs, feel the lingering aftertaste in light kisses.

"Are you okay?" Fang Wenting lowered his head and asked He Pingwei, who was soft in his arms, and Wei Bao, who was still panting slightly, nodded.

Fang Wenting, who had calmed down slowly, patted him lightly, intending to get up to clean it up and bring water for He Pingwei to drink. Then, for the third time tonight, he was pulled when he was about to leave the bed.

This familiar scene made Fang Wenting in a trance for a moment. He turned to look at He Pingwei who was pulling him. Wei Bao's cheeks were still slightly red from the orgasm just now. Although he had stopped crying, his eyes felt full of water. .

"What's the matter?" Fang Wenting asked with a smile.

"Again... again, okay?"

Fang Wenting seemed to hear a "bang" in his head.

He was really planted in this person's hands with all his heart, and he couldn't escape.