Xiangyu

Although there were only two sections of the voyage on the third day, it was almost two o'clock in the morning when Qiao Yusong and his crew arrived in Suwan.Counting the one-hour time difference, everyone was exhausted.

After the summary meeting was over, Qiao Yusong just wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep with his head covered until the alarm clock for the preparatory meeting rang.But he knew that this was just his good wish.He was no longer at the age where he could sleep as long as he wanted, and when he got a little older, he felt powerless even to sleep.

Qiao Yusong admired the young people in the same company a little bit, and even planned to go to the duty-free shop for shopping during the day.He didn't even want to leave the door.However, it depends on Song Yuqiao's intentions.If Song Yuqiao wants to go somewhere and have enough time, Qiao Yusong is still willing to accompany him.

Soon after passing through the customs, Qiao Yusong saw Song Yuqiao waiting near the currency exchange counter.

"Thank you." Song Yuqiao said.

Qiao Yusong wrinkled his nose at him, and said, "Look at my hard work, are you still making trouble on the plane?"

"Where did I make trouble?" Song Yuqiao said innocently, "As a first-class passenger, I didn't do anything presumptuous?"

This is true, Qiao Yusong shrugged.

"Where do we live?" Song Yuqiao asked.

Qiao Yusong carried the boarding case and walked out, saying, "Just follow me."

Seeing his familiar appearance, Song Yuqiao only thought he was cute.But the exhaustion on Qiao Yusong's face at this time was clear, which made Song Yuqiao admire him - after all, he and the flight attendants looked energetic on the plane.

"Oh, by the way, give me the watch." Qiao Yusong said suddenly.

Song Yuqiao was puzzled and raised his hand.

Qiao Yusong adjusted his time back by an hour, and said with a smile: "Now, when we go back to the hotel, we can sleep for an extra hour."

Seeing the stretched smile in his tired eyes, Song Yuqiao had only one thought in his mind, which was to kiss him.

Song Yuqiao thought so, and did the same.

It was just a superficial kiss, but Qiao Yusong felt that his brain was short of oxygen.Probably, it was really sleepy. Thinking of the things he often experienced, Song Yuqiao experienced it for the first time. He couldn't help saying: "You have worked hard today."

Song Yuqiao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's okay. Since returning to China, this is the first time I've gone abroad. It's pretty good to breathe the air of capitalism."

Qiao Yusong was surprised and said, "Aren't you afraid of recording? Say something like that."

"It's fine if you don't betray me." He tapped Qiao Yusong's forehead with his forehead, and after knocking, he was completely dizzy.

Qiao Yusong was joking when he said that, but Song Yuqiao thought of Shao Junhui because of it.The thought just passed by in a flash, and the matter has come to this point, Song Yuqiao didn't think about it again and again, even though he knew that he couldn't let go of it for a while.

The trip with Qiao Yusong was easier than Song Yuqiao expected from a spiritual level.

Qiao Yusong not only often goes abroad, but also often stays in hotels.Not only is he familiar with Suwan's airport, but he is also familiar with taking a taxi to the hotel and checking in.Song Yuqiao didn't need to think at all, and Qiao Yusong had already brought him into the hotel room.

Walking into the room, Song Yuqiao was still thinking about Qiao Yusong on the road.He felt that Qiao Yusong at that time was like another person, a person he never imagined Qiao Yusong would become when he was a child.

Qiao Yusong spoke fluent American English to the taxi driver or the front desk of the hotel, with a calm and confident expression. If Song Yuqiao hadn't known him for a long time, Song Yuqiao really thought he was a Chinese American.This is not to worship foreigners, but Qiao Yusong looks really confident like that.

Song Yuqiao couldn't help thinking: Usually, Qiao Yusong spends the night alone, going to the United States, Japan, and Europe... He stops and starts, very calm, but when he comes in front of him, he becomes cautious and hesitant.Fortunately, he came out with Qiao Yusong this time, otherwise, he might never have the chance to know that Qiao Yusong still has such a side.

"Shall I take a shower first? It's late." Qiao Yusong locked the door, opened the overnight bag in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and took out pajamas and toiletries.

Song Yuqiao sat on the chair and looked at him, humming.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Yusong hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Shall we wash together?"

Song Yuqiao blinked in surprise, and said with a smile: "You wash first. If you wash together, it may take longer."

Qiao Yusong wanted to waste time, but after hearing what Song Yuqiao said, he was too embarrassed to insist, so he smiled lightly and walked into the bathroom.

In fact, Qiao Yusong also knows that it is too much for two people to be so tired and want to have sex, but he seems to have no choice but to think about it. He just thinks this is something he should do when he is with Song Yuqiao, no matter whether Song Yuqiao mentioned it before or not. Pass.

Perhaps at the age of "like a wolf like a tiger", there is only a difference between the first time and countless times of this kind of thing.However, Qiao Yusong is not sure whether the excessive desire can be explained by age. After all, he has had so many dreams, and Song Yuqiao in the dream is ever-changing, only his desire remains the same.

This desire made Qiao Yusong timid, even though he knew that Song Yuqiao loved him, he did not dare to show all his enthusiasm for fear of frightening Song Yuqiao.

Afraid of frightening Song Yuqiao's child.Thinking of this, Qiao Yusong couldn't help but smile.

After taking a shower, seeing Song Yuqiao sleeping on the sofa, Qiao Yusong felt that he looked like a child.

"Xiao Qiao, Xiao Qiao?" Qiao Yusong gently pushed him awake, and said with a smile, "Take a bath before going to sleep."

Song Yuqiao stared at him fixedly, shook his head, stood up and said, "Okay."

Looking at the back of him leaving, Qiao Yusong looked down at his slightly raised pajama pants, rubbed his eyes tiredly, and climbed onto the bed.

Fatigue is like a transparent feather coat covering Qiao Yusong's body. Before falling asleep, he looked at the foreign currency Song Yuqiao put on the bedside table in a daze, and finally felt the reality that he was no longer in the country in an instant.

In the past, he flew for too long and traveled to many places.Gradually, the freshness disappeared. It seemed that no matter where I went, there was not much difference. At most, it was just a difference in language...

But at this moment, the sense of reality struck.

Qiao Yusong clearly felt that he and Song Yuqiao had gone to a foreign land, and they might be able to go to more places in the future.

With Song Yuqiao, he will experience the world more truly. He will no longer be numb because of the cycle and day after day. From then on, he will always be curious about the unknown in this world like a child...

I don't know when, Qiao Yusong was surrounded by a warmer sense of reality.

With a little bumping pain, it tightly imprisoned him.

"Brother Xiao Song." Song Yuqiao dimmed the lights in the room.

With his eyes closed, Qiao Yusong felt the light falling gently on his eyelids.He took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, groped to grab Song Yuqiao's hand, put it to his mouth and bit it lightly, his voice was hoarse: "Little Song Yuqiao, what do you want to do?"

There were Qiao Yusong's tooth marks and saliva on the tiger's mouth, and the saliva seemed to seep into Song Yuqiao's skin slowly, making it extremely itchy.He rubbed the back of Qiao Yusong's neck with the tip of his nose, and said, "I'm very good. I'll do whatever Brother Xiaosong wants me to do."

This lazy voice was magnetic, and Qiao Yusong could hear ripples in his heart.He sighed softly, took Song Yuqiao's hand, lowered it, and said, "Little friend, guess what I want to do?"

"I guess brother Xiao Song is hungry." After Song Yuqiao finished speaking, he felt Qiao Yusong trembling violently in his arms.

Qiao Yusong was not sober, at least not completely sober.He had to admit that the feeling at this moment was more like a dream.

Song Yuqiao in the dream was surprisingly gentle, but also surprisingly sleepy.

I was able to rest only late at night the night before, and I experienced a long flight during the day.Although Qiao Yusong always said that Song Yuqiao was making trouble, but without him making trouble, the four-segment flight would be nothing more than a boring step-by-step procedure.

Song Yuqiao was his surprise, the reality of his dream, and his real dream.

Qiao Yusong couldn't open his eyes because he was too sleepy and tired.The more he wanted to open his eyes, the more he fell into a dream.In this decadent but beautiful dream, he can't see anything, he can only feel it.

He felt how dexterous and gentle Song Yuqiao's fingers were, they easily unbuttoned him even though they were behind him.

"Hmm..." Qiao Yusong sighed long, feeling Song Yuqiao's fingers kneading his nipples and turning them gently, like a soft feather teasing him.

He couldn't help stretching his body, and had to shrink into a shrimp ball impatiently.He shrank the strongest thoughts in the center of his body, so that Song Yuqiao could easily find them.When Song Yuqiao's hand reached into his pants, he couldn't help sighing again, grabbed Song Yuqiao's hand, and led him to move.

Holding the warm and firm stem in his hand, Song Yuqiao couldn't help but lean his body against it.

Qiao Yusong's hand was on the back of his hand, and his movements seemed to teach him to masturbate for himself.Song Yuqiao saw that he was frowning slightly, obviously impatient, but he didn't open his eyes for a long time, and said curiously: "You seem to be dreaming."

Hearing this, Qiao Yusong, who was indulging in this light pleasure, was slightly taken aback and opened his eyes.

He stared fixedly at the foreign currency on the bedside table, thinking he had returned to the real world, but his brain was still sinking.He was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "I think so too."

Song Yuqiao was puzzled.

Qiao Yusong thought for a while, closed his eyes again, held Song Yuqiao's hand, and continued to play.At the moment of restarting, Qiao Yusong felt his heart sink, into a dream, into reality.While enjoying the coziness brought by tasing, he said: "Over the years, I occasionally have erotic dreams. Especially when the window is empty, I dream of you from time to time, making love with you, like those in the movies. You do Have you ever had a dream like this? No matter who the object of the dream is. Do you know that feeling? That is, it’s hard, but there’s no one around, and you can only rely on your hands. It's time to wake up."

He whispered these words in a whisper, like a dream.Song Yuqiao listened fascinatedly, as if he had also been brought into a dream by him.

"Then when you did it yourself, what were you thinking about? Something in a dream?" Song Yuqiao closed his eyes and asked.

"Well, sometimes it is, sometimes I think about other things. Like..." Qiao Yusong laughed softly, "Imagine your hands become mouths, and when you move your fingers, imagine your tongue. Your tongue. It's a bit ridiculous, but , I really want to climax..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Yuqiao turned his body around.

Qiao Yusong opened his eyes, but was quickly covered by Song Yuqiao's hands again. He asked in surprise, "Xiaoqiao?"

"Close your eyes." Song Yuqiao straddled his legs and said, "Imagine my hand becomes my mouth."

Qiao Yusong was surprised, but obediently followed suit.While doing so, he already thought of what Song Yuqiao wanted to do.Hearing the rustling sound of the quilt being lifted, he reached for his waist and touched Song Yuqiao's hair.

"Hmm...Xiao Qiao..." He closed his eyes hard, but opened his legs unknowingly.

In that warm passage, there was a slight humming, like the sound in a dream.Qiao Yusong's dream was extremely dark. He was soaked and fell into a damp cave.The salty smell in the cave was like the smell of the sleeping sea, and the wet, sticky algal leaves scraped at the base of his legs, and he felt himself floating upwards, about to rise to the surface, like a newly born island, with hard, smooth rocks emerging .

Slowly, he felt that he couldn't go up, and he needed a force to lift him up.

Hands, yes, his hands.

Qiao Yusong, who was used to dreaming, turned sideways and stretched his hand behind his back, but was caught by Song Yuqiao.

"Is this your dream too?" Song Yuqiao asked.

He nodded, opened his wet eyes, saw Song Yuqiao's face sleepily, and asked, "Have you ever had such a dream?"

Song Yuqiao raised his leg, looked at Qiao Yusong's half-awake face in the dimness, and said, "I did it. I had your dream, and I did it too."

"Really?" Qiao Yusong was very happy, but he couldn't wake up, so even his excited voice became soft.

"Yeah." Putting on the condom, Song Yuqiao leaned over, hugged him again, and said with a smile, "I'm so sleepy, I knew I wouldn't be here."

Qiao Yusong was taken aback when he heard this, and then snorted angrily.

Song Yuqiao laughed, and to Qiao Yusong's ears, that laughter sounded like a child who got cheap and behaved.When he felt his top touch the entrance, Qiao Yusong grabbed his hips, straightened his waist, and pushed him in.

There was some pain, like insufficient lubrication, but the pain confirmed the hunger and thirst. Qiao Yusong opened his eyes wide and looked at the strange ceiling, just like those moments of waking up from a dream, drowsy, feeling lost and unable to ask for it.

He quickly closed his eyes again, feeling the reality of the dream following Song Yuqiao's collision.

But this time when he woke up from the dream, his body was no longer empty, he was filled by Song Yuqiao, and he shook into a brisk color.

Song Yuqiao hugged his leg and looked at his face steadily.Seeing his eyes closed all the time, while being surprised in my heart, I was deeply attracted by his intoxicated expression.

Qiao Yusong is like a person addicted to a sweet dream, moaning and laughing silly in the dream, his brows are furrowed to show hunger and thirst, and his lips are slightly parted to show that he is fascinated.

Song Yuqiao seemed to see Qiao Yusong's previous dreams from this face. Those beautiful dreams were as beautiful as a black hole, and they rolled and sucked Song Yuqiao in, and brought him into the dream.

He really wanted to see what the dream looked like, so he closed his eyes, put his arm around Qiao Yusong's shoulders and tried hard.Every time, Qiao Yusong's heel hit the tip of his buttocks, and as he moaned more and more confused, even he became light and light.

"Xiao Song, Xiao Song." The tranquility in the nightmare is most like the soft white edge in the dream. Song Yuqiao feels that he is almost falling asleep, but his body is still churning on the edge of the dream.

In the spring of indulging in sweet dreams, all the heat waves are warm and cozy.Qiao Yusong's mouth was slightly opened, and he responded one by one, as if he had leaked his heart in a dream.He was drowsy in the gentle waves, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality, until the moment came, and the sudden waves splashed on the reef.

The turmoil in his heart finally overturned all the dreams, he opened his eyes suddenly, embraced Song Yuqiao, moaned and shouted genuinely: "Xiao Qiao, ah, ah... Xiao Qiao..."

It's true, not just this time, it seems to be true every time in the past.Qiao Yusong used this half-dream and half-awake love to prove to his past self that those idiots are not ridiculous, and his dream has come true.