The strongest way to be narcissistic

In the early morning, the sun shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the well-behaved cat squints and naps on the cushion of the bay window.

On the opposite bed lay two boys hugging each other to sleep. The exposed arms and a part of the back showed that they were not wearing any clothes. At the foot of the bed were the two men's underpants, which seemed to be from the same brand, but the size was different.

The door is open, and you can see a piece of clothing thrown in the corridor. If you go out and look, you can still see the clothes and pants along the way.

Qiao Peisheng slowly woke up from the familiar feeling of oppression. He opened his eyes and raised his head to massage his temples with his inner palms.

The boy lying on top of him was still soundly asleep, and as he moved, the boy moaned and rubbed his face against his neck, like a cat.

"Brother Cheng, sleep a little longer, I'm so tired."

He hummed lazily, and in the next second Qiao Peisheng's sensitive throat was poked by the still dazed teenager.

Qiao Peicheng lay straight in the same place, feeling the pressure from above, his mind was blank, he couldn't think of anything for the time being, he just felt something was wrong with his body.

He glanced casually, and saw fine hickey marks on the boy's exposed shoulders, his breathing stopped for a moment, and his calm heart tightened and then beat wildly.

He finally sensed what was wrong.

He and little friend Song are both naked. They used to sleep together no matter how bare they were, they would still wear panties, but now their two little brothers can hang out intimately. It is normal to look up in this situation. , the first to react was the drowsy kid on his body.

Sensing the change in his body, the young man raised his head dimly, stretched out his hands to wrap around the man's neck, and naturally leaned his head over to kiss his mouth.

"Morning, brother Sheng."

Very soft tone.

The blood stagnates at this moment, and the cold air is from head to toe.

Qiao Peisheng gradually remembered what happened on the rooftop——

Little friend Song's sudden confession, clumsy kiss, he kissed back like a twitch, and the two hugged each other and kept kissing.

He carried him downstairs and went home, then fell down on the sofa in the living room and continued to kiss, from the living room to the corridor, then into the bedroom, and then...

and then?

Did you do it?

Qiao Peisheng had no memory of what happened after entering the bedroom.

If it is impossible for the body to have no feedback, he thinks it should not be done, after all, there is no suspicious tool in sight.

But the overly obvious traces on Little Song's body seemed to remind him repeatedly - you |bird|beast| fucked yourself!

"Uncomfortable." Little friend Song hadn't fully woken up yet, so he snorted a few times and rubbed his idiot Joe. "Brother Cheng, touch it for me."

Qiao Peicheng was too busy falling into the ever-increasing panic, so he had no time to pay attention to him.

When he came back to his senses, his hand had already been dragged to a certain place by the daring young man, and the other party was doing the same thing to him at this moment.

"Song Ange!" Qiao Peicheng pushed away the brat who was presumptuously on him as if he had just woken up from a dream.

It wasn't until Song Ange sat on the bed aggrieved and stared at him that he saw all kinds of traces on the young man and himself in all directions.

Especially on his own body, there are a lot of scratch marks and bite marks, which shows how excited this kid was at the time, it seems that he was scratched/bitten.

There is also a puddle of marks on the abdomen, so it goes without saying what kind of marks it is.

He stared at someone's energetic little brother and began to doubt life.

Could something like turning back time happen to him at this very moment?

"Didn't do it." Song Ange, who was gradually waking up, saw the idiot Qiao's expression of dying, and was so angry that he wanted to beat him to death.

Unable to get angry, he simply stretched out his foot and kicked his leg vigorously, shouting: "We didn't do it!"

Seeing the opposite party suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, Song Ange became even angrier, wanting to pounce on him and bite him on the mouth.

Qiao Peicheng was so emotional and exhausted, he moved his face away, covered the little kid's face with one hand, and ground his teeth. "Are you out of your mind?"

What are you kissing?Who allows him to kiss?

"You did this to me yesterday, what's the matter if I kiss you?" Little Song, who failed in the sneak attack, tilted his head and bit the hand that kept pinching his face.

"What have I done to you? Tell me clearly, and let go." His heart was raised again because of Little Song's words.

A certain person is holding on tightly, but will not let go.

"We all drank alcohol yesterday, maybe I was wrong, but it was purely accidental, do you understand... Fuck, Song Ange, you are a dog, let go!"

"You're swearing." Little Song finally caught someone's handle, let go of his mouth to remind him, his eyebrows and eyes were full of complacency. "Quickly stand up, let me hit you."

"It's not bad that I didn't kill you, but you still want to beat me?"

Qiao Peisheng really doesn't know how to solve this terrible thing now, he never thought that such absurd incident would happen to him.

Fucking himself, he really almost did such a frenzied thing? !

Also, how could Song Ange like men?When he was Song Ange, he didn't like men 100%, otherwise he would have seen Zhao Jianshui's careful thoughts for several years.

It's fine if he likes it, but he still likes him himself!

This idiot, before he likes someone else, he doesn't know how to keep his eyes open, whether he likes what he should like or not, and what he shouldn't like likes a few times!

"It's not my fault. You took off my clothes first, and you kissed me first here, here, and here."

Song Ange had already figured out how to face this situation, and he confidently pointed to the obvious marks on his body.This is all ironclad evidence, fool Joe wants to deny it?There are no doors!

"We're even." Qiao Peicheng also pointed to more marks on his body than him, and he didn't grab him.

"It's not fair, you still ate me." Song Ange suppressed the little shyness in her heart, grabbed the hand of Qiao idiot and put it on her little brother, and then continued to remind him, "You let me eat it." You're here, so it's not fair."

After speaking, he was so shy that he blushed and bit fool Joe's ear.

"Nonsense! You jumped on me and bit me yourself."

Qiao Peisheng can't be fooled by this.

He didn't think about it, but he can guarantee with his personality that even if he was drunk to death, he would never take the initiative to do such a crazy thing.

Lie failed.

Song Ange snorted unhappily, apparently because Qiao Peicheng had guessed who would move his mouth first.

"Anyway, we have done everything we should do, and we did bite each other. It is not too late to confirm the relationship in the last step. You have to be responsible to me."

At that time, he really wanted to make it to the end, but Joe fell asleep after kissing and kissing idiot, so he could only give up and sleep with Chun in his arms.

He can't move up by himself...

That kind of bold action that requires great courage, he is completely inexperienced and can't do it for the time being.Moreover, how could I offer it so muddle-headedly for the first time?Still in the state of the other party's almost dead body.

"It's still uncomfortable, brother Cheng, can you kiss it?"

Song Ange was obsessed with the interaction between the two yesterday.He prefers the hands and mouth of Joe Fool to lead him into a wonderful world than the fantasy in his own mind to solve his needs.

"Kiss you! Solve it yourself, then immediately put on my clothes and get out." Qiao Peicheng pushed the unruly kid beside him like a hot hand, and quickly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom to calm down.

Little Song, who had failed in his wooing, lay unhappily on the place where Joe idiot had been lying, greedily absorbing the aura that belonged to him, and while enjoying himself, deliberately made a sound that someone could hear.

The mouth is full of "Brother Sheng~Brother Sheng~"

Xiaobo's voice is called Thief Huan.

dead child!

Qiao Peicheng scratched his head, turned on the faucet next to him, made sure that the sound of splashing water covered the screaming outside, and kept splashing water on his face with his hands. He needed to be absolutely calm to think about how to solve this terrible mess. .

It must be that he didn't pay attention to the measure in the process of getting along with this kid, and he was too kind and close to him, so that he vomited blood now.

"Brother Cheng, I want to take a bath."

He forgot to lock it, and a certain breezy kid pushed open the door and came in, standing in front of him carelessly, with marks on his body that hadn't been wiped clean.

Qiao Peisheng was irritable. "Go to the bathroom outside!"

"I want to wash with you."

"Fuck you jerk, get out of here!"

"Brother Cheng, you swear twice, I'll write it down now, and I'll keep it for the future. We made an appointment, you can't keep your promise."

Song Xiaoyou ignored a certain person's anger-breathing expression the whole time.

It is inevitable to get angry for the first time, and it will be better if you practice more in the future.

"Song Ange, are you ashamed?" Qiao Peicheng rubbed his hair impatiently, and grabbed the little brat.

Song Ange caught a glimpse of his blushing face in the mirror, and muttered, "I'm ashamed, you don't know how to look at it."

No matter how embarrassing he has to go, otherwise no one will take the initiative, how can this relationship make progress?He couldn't count on the idiot Joe who hadn't understood for a long time, so he naturally had to take the initiative to attack more.

"I'll fuck you!" The dizzy Qiao Peicheng wanted to find something to clean up the beating child.

He opened the side drawer casually, and a long strange silence fell into the air.

Picking up something like a small pusher, his temples were throbbing, he turned his head and asked the guilty kid in front of him, "What is this?"

"Cough,|lubricating|smoothing|auxiliary tool." That's what the clerk brother told him. He said that it would be better to use it as an auxiliary tool when it is |lubricating|smoothing|. It's best to try it for the first time.

"What are you buying this for?" Someone strengthened his hands.

Song Ange swallowed. "I... use it myself."

"Yesterday's routine—"

"Cough, obviously, it's for your use."

"Do I still have to thank you?" Qiao Peicheng took a deep breath and continued to take out other things from the drawer.Good guy, the tools are complete and professional enough.

"You can thank me if you use it." Little friend Song retorted recklessly.

Qiao Peicheng took a deep breath again and told himself to keep calm, this damn kid is still young and doesn't understand anything, half of the responsibility for accidentally going astray lies in his negligence.

Who made him always hold the mentality of "it's all me" and ignore some intimate behaviors.

The cause he planted, the fruit must also be endured, but he will never let the situation get worse. It is wrong for him to have a serious talk with the kid about this relationship.

"Song Ange, this time we really need to sit down and have a good talk."

"Take a bath first." Little friend Song tried to think of an open and careful shared bath. He grabbed the hand of Qiao idiot, but he didn't let go. "Don't talk about it, or you can kiss me, just a few more."

Okay, threats are getting more and more used now.

In the foggy bathroom, Qiao Peicheng lay in the bathtub to take a bath, locked the glass door as a barrier, and didn't even look at the resentful and unwilling eyes of a certain dead child standing under the shower.

"No hugs!"

Qiao Peicheng, who was dressed and sitting on the sofa, glared at the little kid who was about to come and hug him, with a fierce attitude.

It has become so sticky in just one night, and it needs beating, especially beating!

Now he really wanted to carry him over to his lap and beat him to death.

"It's so fierce, if you don't hug it, don't hug it!" It seemed like no one knew how to roar.

The two sat on each side of the sofa.

One hugged the sofa pillow angrily, and the other fell back with an expression that made me want to die.

"When did it start?"

"When will it start?" Little Song pretended to be stupid.

"When did you start plotting against me!"

The tools and everything are ready for work, and it looks like it has been premeditated. No wonder I always liked to watch him feel good when I took a shower before. Now that I think about it, he really wants to slap himself.

Why couldn't he see such an obvious thing?

"Why is this plotting something wrong? I just like you, and you didn't tell me not to like you." He was stupid, he did it so obviously, he couldn't blame him if he didn't see it.

Qiao Peisheng laughed angrily at his take-for-granted attitude. "Then let me say now that you are not allowed to like me, understand? Immediately wipe out your little bastard for me."

"That's too late."

"I said I'll make it in time." It's not that I love you so much that I want to die, why is it too late?

"If I say it's too late, it's too late."

The two naive ghosts started to bicker.

"Song Ange don't mess around, I'm serious." Qiao Peicheng sat up straight, his brows became serious in a second, and his eyes were firm. He must resolve this matter as soon as possible to avoid future troubles. "You can't like me."

Unconvinced, little friend Song asked, "Why?"

Doesn't it just matter that they are the same person.But now their bodies are different, and their soul experiences are also different. If we really want to get to the bottom of it, we can't say that they are completely the same person.

How could Qiao Peicheng tell the real reason? If he could have said it earlier, why did he hide it until now, making himself gloomy from time to time.

"I am male."

"Homosexuality is now legal, and the reason is not valid."

"I don't like men."

"No conflict, you can like me. I don't like men either, I only like you."

"I have someone I like."

"Who!" Little Song immediately tightened his nerves when he heard this, and asked, "Who do you like?"

"you do not know."

"You lied." The young man grabbed the pillow under his hand, refusing to admit what Joe idiot said.

He doesn't believe it, and he always just doesn't listen or I don't listen.

"Anyway, it's impossible for me to like you. Song Ange, you have to remember that Qiao Peisheng will never like Song Ange, he will never like anyone if he likes Song Ange, never will."

Facing the young man in front of him who was starting to get angry, Qiao Peicheng uttered these words word by word, using words soberly, to hit Little Song's obviously not very sober head.

Song Ange met these extremely serious eyes, his angry expression slowly receded, embarrassment flashed across his brows, his lips trembled for a few seconds, his mouth was sour and bitter, and he spoke slowly: "Qiao Peicheng, what you said is a bit hurtful, you It managed to hurt me."

He was very unhappy, even knowing that idiot Joe had his own reasonable reasons, he was still very sad.

Qiao Peisheng sighed. "If hurting you can fix things that shouldn't exist, I don't regret doing this to you."

If you lose, you will gain. As long as this idiot can kill his thoughts that he shouldn't have, he can say more hurtful things.

The young man saw that his attitude was tough, and was going to take other routes to break through.

"Brother Cheng, aren't you worried that because of your words, I will leave here, leave Mingruo, and return to the old Song Ange?"

"Are you threatening me?" Qiao Peicheng lowered his eyebrows.

Little friend Song admitted frankly. "Yes, it's a threat. Qiao Peisheng, if you don't like Song Ange, if you don't accept my closeness, then the relationship between us will end here, and I will leave. I will always pay back the money I owe you. From now on, my You can't interfere with things."

"It's not a good boy who likes to threaten people."

"You don't like good kids anyway."

If it wasn't for the sake of pleasing him, he wouldn't smoke, drink, or fight when his brain was pumped, and he only knew how to study like crazy?In the end, he still didn't like the obedient Song Ange.

"Song Ange, you are too childish, you can't be too self-willed." It has to be said that the young man's threat is very effective, and Qiao Peicheng can't easily let all the hard work for so long be in vain.

At least until the end of this idiot's senior year, he must not see him degenerate himself. He has devoted so much time, energy and emotions, and it is absolutely impossible to let them all go to waste.

"Brother Cheng, do you accept my threat?"

Song Ange saw someone's entangled and loose attitude, leaned his head over, his eyes were full of small calculations.

"If you accept you, just kiss me. Give me a kiss, and I will continue to be your little friend Song obediently. You can do whatever you want me to do, and I will become excellent for you."

Every time he took the initiative, no matter how you say it this time, idiot Joe had to take the initiative.

Qiao Peicheng stared at the young man who was obviously in a state of extreme shyness, but insisted on coming forward to ask him to beat him up.

Transforming Song Ange is his current obsession, and he is not reconciled if he can't do it.

Now Song Ange is still young, doesn't meet many people, and doesn't understand what liking in love is. He doesn't believe that with the passage of time, Song Ange will still be attached to a man named Qiao Peisheng.

When he graduates and goes to university, he sees the colorful world outside and has his own small circle, and he will always understand that the so-called liking is just an illusion.

Qiao Peicheng lowered his eyes and kept telling himself that this was only a temporary situation. In order to achieve his goal, he could deceive him until the end of senior year, and when he packed people up and threw them into the university, he would return to the place that belonged to Qiao Peicheng. Since then, the two have had nothing to do with each other.

Time can dilute everything. It won't take long for Song Ange to find someone he really likes, and he will gradually forget the wrong feelings of liking Qiao Peicheng at the beginning.

Qiao Peisheng is brainwashing himself right now.

The current Song Ange is the meaning of Qiao Peicheng's life, and he is not willing to easily abandon this meaning that makes him feel that Qiao Peicheng is alive.

Whether it was Song Ange's self or Qiao Peisheng's self now, they are actually very selfish, and have always been selfish.

Therefore, he chose to compromise——

"as you wish."

On this day, Song Ange received a kiss from Qiao Peicheng for the first time.

No matter what the reason is, it's over.