There was something hairy on Jiang Xu's chest. He pushed him irritably, and heard Shen Fangyu groan several times.
"You look thin, why do you feel so..."
"You're the one who's annoying...Move." Jiang Xu raised his head, and under the influence of alcohol, the two men even lost track of their conversation
"You can't...Jiang Xu," Shen Fangyu lay on the pillow with his arms thrown to the side of the bed, "You're drunk from a few glasses...no wonder Zhong Lan doesn't like you."
Jiang Xu felt dizzy, but as soon as he heard those words, he immediately slapped Shen Fangyu's face and covered his mouth, "Your face...it's so hot that it could boil an egg, you think...you're not drunk?"
"I'm not drunk..." the drunkard waved his hand, "I can drink a thousand glasses."
Jiang Xu chuckled at his words, "Whether you can drink a thousand glasses or just one, Zhong Lan... doesn't like you anyway."
The stabbed Shen Fangyu rubbed his face, "Zhong Lan..." he muttered, as if he was swept away by some memory, "I suddenly remembered, Jiang Xu...I even rejected the position of class sweetheat back then because of you"
"You think...you're the only one suffering," Jiang Xu said, "When I graduated...I rejected dozens of love letters, just to compete with you...I didn't even have time to open the letters."
"So, why do you want to compete with me in the end?"
"I can ask you the same question"
The two people who had been wasting time because of revenge were getting more and more angry, and because of the alcohol, suddenly they were fighting each other, hoping they could just send each other to heaven.
Luckily, their minds weren't clear and their eyes were unfocused, so nine times out of ten the blows were misplaced. Jiang Xu's tie had been torn, and his top button had fallen off at some point, revealing a stretched cold white neck.
He leaned against the bed, pressing the bridge of his nose repeatedly, while Shen Fangyu, who had been throwing empty punches, collapsed on the bed with his eyes closed and panting.
After a long time, he seemed to lament, "Emotions are really metaphysical, I never thought...Zhong Lan liked women." Maybe he felt that the hotel ceiling lights were too dazzling, so he turned them off quickly, leaving only two warm yellow nightlights above the bed.
He turned to Jiang Xu and suddenly thought of the man at the bar before, "Say...you're not gay either, right?" A fist hit him right in the stomach. Jiang Xu cracked his fingers, half raised his eyes and looked at him coldly, "I'm 1 meter 88 cm tall, even if I was gay... I'd still be a top."
He was so drunk that he didn't even know what he was saying, and if he sobered up, he would realize that Shen Fangyu's nonsense had led him into it.
Fortunately, Shen Fangyu was also half drunk and didn't notice the inconsistency in his words, but sharpely caught his height and subconsciously insulted him,
"I'm 1 meter and 88.4 cm tall."
Jiang Xu: "I'm 1 meter and 88.43 cm tall."
Who can't count decimal points
"Ha," Shen Fangyu suddenly burst into laughter. ""I'm 1 meter and 88.44 cm tall."
"Damn…" Jiang Xu glared at him, but Shen Fangyu was already on top of him, "Not only am I taller than you, believe it or not, my thing is also longer than yours."
"I don't believe it"
It was as if the desire to win between men was etched into their DNA, especially with the added benefit of alcohol. Without them realizing, it had engulfed their senses
Shen Fangyu immediately took off his trousers and grabbed Jiang Xu's trousers. The man's long legs wrapped in specially designed trousers were very pleasing to the eye.
Jiang Xu was probably too drunk because his mind was filled with victory over Shen Fangyu, so he let his pants down. They both looked down at the same time, then looked at each other and said in unison, "I'm longer than you!"
"No way," Shen Fangyu pulled Jiang Xu's hand straight and held it to himself, "You can compare it with your own hand."
Jiang Xu's hands were very white, his long and slender fingers had thin calluses, and because he had little flesh, you could still see the light green veins on the back of his hands.
Maybe because he drank, his blood rose to his head and his hands were a little cold. When his hand touched Shen Fangyu, Shen Fangyu suddenly trembled slightly
"Do not move." Jiang Xu's mind only focused on testing its length. His hand rubbed Shen Fanyu in a certain position, and Shen Fangyu lowered his head in a daze, the visual stimulation made his brain chaotic.
The hands, which usually performed surgical operations in an orderly manner, moved and rubbed against his body, and for some reason his heart began to beat erratically.
"What are you doing?!" He cursed his reaction while trying to grab Jiang Xu's hand. Jiang Xu was interrupted halfway and he raised his eyes to look at him awkwardly, a few strands of his bangs slightly falling in front of his eyes with the movement of his head.
Only then did Shen Fangyu realize that Jiang Xu's glasses had fallen off at some point
Jiang Xu had an infold crease in his eyelids, perhaps because of his myopia, he seemed a little dazed when his glasses were taken off. His eyes, which always looked firm behind the lenses, exuded a natural softness under the warm yellow light of the nightlight.
This kind of Jiang Xu made Shen Fangyu feel strange. Alcohol makes the body and brain feel light, like being on a cloud or in a dream. Shen Fangyu stared blankly at Jiang Xu for a while and suddenly noticed that there was a small mole under his eye.
The mole was so small that he never noticed it because it was usually blocked by his glasses. However, now that he suddenly realized it, Shen Fangyu stared at him like he was addicted, unable to move his eyes away.
For some reason, Shen Fangyu felt that the mole was a bit tempting.
Jiang Xu's face was cold white, which made the black dots look very clear. He was fascinated by the mole, and when his Adam's apple rolled, he suddenly forgot who was in front of him.
So in the next second, Shen Fanyu's lower lip gently pressed on the small mole.
Jiang Xu's eyelashes trembled, his eyes half closed, looking dazed. His consciousness was hazy, and after a moment of confusion, he tilted his head.
Shen Fangyu put one hand on the pillow and looked at Jiang Xu. When he tilted his head, Shen Fangyu sharply noticed that he also had a small black mole on his neck.
"My mother said that fair-skinned people tend to have moles, and it's true."
So saying, he lowered his head and kissed him like a mole collector.
Shen Fangyu's lips were cold, and when they suddenly touched the hot neck, Jiang Xu subconsciously tilted his head, his jaw line was beautiful, and it was very clear because of his tilted head.
Shen Fangyu tried to go lower, but Jiang Xu pressed his hand against his chest. "It's too hot," Jiang Xu said with his eyes closed, rubbing the folds of his pure white pillow as he said bluntly, "Turn on the air conditioner."
After turning on the air conditioner obediently, Shen Fanyu returned with his chin in one hand, his eyes lowered as he looked down at Jiang Xu, who was lying on his back. The two of them had just rolled around on the bed, and Jiang Xu's shirt was already unbuttoned up to his waist.
This dream of Jiang Xu was cute, Shen Fangyu thought, not too noisy, and although he looked unreal in the warm yellow light, he was pleasing to the eye
Shen Fangyu's gaze swept across the slender and smooth waist, then unbuttoned the few remaining buttons. Because it was not exposed to sunlight, the skin on Jiang Xu's chest was very white with a single distinct mole
Different from the previous moles, this mole was red, like there was a drop of sparkling blood hidden inside. Doctor Shen stared at it for a while, then rubbed his eyes again. His heart was pounding for no reason.
He raised his finger and pressed the small red mole like a switch, and suddenly, there was an indistinct moan from above his head.
Shen Fangyu's brain went numb.
"Damn, don't provoke me..."
He took a deep breath and tried to get up. Jiang Xu, who was also in a daze, suddenly realized what was going on and kicked Shen Fangyu in annoyance. "Scram!"
However, his kick missed and as Shen Fangyu dodged the attack, he grabbed his ankle with his hand.
Jiang Xu's ankles were very thin and his skin was delicate, so Shen Fangyu couldn't resist rubbing them any longer.
There was another low, muffled groan. Different from the voices in those films, the man's voice was a little hoarse, a little cold and faint, but somehow it was able to ignite a fire.
Shen Fangyu suddenly lowered his head, his gaze faintly glanced at the tip of the foot.
This dream is too strong!
Author's Note:
Shen Fangyu: I swear I will visit every mole on Jiang Xu's body