The king of the wind and the clouds does not see the king

Chapter 32

When he found that he had always had some kind of paranoid and caring feelings for Han Yue, Zhan Luyao initially thought that he was bisexual in terms of sexual orientation, so when facing the same sex expressing love to him, he held the mentality of being in one place He agreed, but he didn't expect that feeling to be terrible. He even felt awkward holding hands, let alone those more intimate contact behaviors.

Only then did he understand that he could not accept the same sex, he just wanted to accept Han Yue - holding hands with him, hugging, and even having sex, such unimaginable things with the same sex, if the other party is Han Yue, He can accept it without any psychological barriers.

Because he likes Han Yue, in the face of liking this kind of feeling, any theory will become unreasonable, because liking itself is unreasonable.

Zhan Luyao stared at Han Yue intently, hoping to understand his thoughts, but Han Yue's face was in the shadows, and his expression could not be seen.

In order to see clearly, Zhan Luyao approached him, stretched out his hand to stroke his cheek slowly, his eyes passed over his eyes, then the bridge of the nose, lips and jaw.

Han Yue's nightgown was loosely tied, and half of his collarbone could be seen through the front of the front. The lower part of the collarbone was blocked, but it was loomingly provocative. Imagining the body under the nightgown, Zhan Luyao felt his body start to heat up. Some kind of strange feeling rose from the heart, and then transformed into desire|desire, spreading to the whole body.

It seemed that it wasn't that he didn't have feelings for men, but that he hadn't found someone who made him feel - at this moment, the body's reaction proved this very truthfully.

Han Yue didn't refuse his touch, but he didn't pander to it either, and said calmly, "Can you stop masturbating me?"

"Don't put on a sanctimonious look. As a woman, I don't believe that you didn't intend∣fornicate me."

Han Yue froze.

He kept this secret for a long time, and never mentioned it to anyone else. He only told Zhan Luyao alone. Many years ago, when Zhan Luyao came to him, he angrily accused him of robbing his girlfriend.

He still remembers Zhan Luyao's shocked expression when he heard the truth. He always forced himself not to think about it. He didn't want to be hated, so as soon as he graduated from high school, he ran to the United States alone, far away, with Everyone they knew distanced themselves.

But that was only to widen the distance in reality. In fact, he never forgot the existence of Zhan Luyao. He tried to find a new relationship, but every time it ended without a problem. The time he spent with Zhan Luyao was too long. He has grown up, to the point where he can't let go, hates him, but likes him and admires him, this is the feeling he has for Zhan Luyao.

In an instant, Han Yue suddenly understood the mentality of Su Wei, the thief - when you value a person very much, two extreme feelings can exist at the same time.

"No."

Han Yue said something insincere, with a dry voice, even he himself felt that he couldn't believe the lie.

Zhan Luyao didn't pay attention to his answer, grabbed his front and continued to approach him. Being forced by him, Han Yue had to lean on the floor, but Zhan Luyao was still not satisfied and continued to press the posture.

"It's called flirting, not lust." Looking at him with a smile, Zhan Luyao said, "Speaking of flirting with you, it probably dates back to my first ejaculation."

"Eh?"

Seeing Han Yue's surprised reaction, Zhan Luyao lay on top of him and laughed.

"Are you kidding, are you serious?"

The string called calm in his mind snapped, and when he found out that he was being teased, Han Yue's first reaction was to get annoyed. He grabbed Zhan Luyao's wrist and pushed him away, saying coldly, "Don't make such a joke."

"Yes, yes, sorry."

There was a smile in Zhan Luyao's words, and he didn't care about being treated roughly by him.

Thinking of this person's bad nature, Han Yue's heart moved, and he was not sure if he was really joking... No, based on what he knew about Zhan Luyao, he was more likely to tell the truth.

The atrium was beating violently, due to some overwhelmed factors, if Han Yue's facial expressions were richer, Zhan Luyao would definitely know how nervous he is now, but it's a pity that they can't communicate through expressions.

In a panic, in order not to lose his composure, Han Yue got up to leave, but Zhan Luyao hurriedly held him back.

"You seem to be here to discuss the script, and we haven't gotten to the point yet."

"I already know."

"But I don't know yet."

Zhan Luyao grabbed Han Yue's wrist and moved forward, pressed him to the floor again, and looked down at him. At this moment, the same scene happened to appear dramatically on the screen, but the two people in the video entered immediately. Kissing state, while they maintained the posture of looking at each other.

Zhan Luyao leaned forward and straddled Han Yue.

"To be honest, I feel like I can't grasp the artificial respiration. Would you like to help me with the play?"

Han Yue's expression moved slightly, "At least artificial respiration won't use your current position."

"As a rescued person, what you need to do now is to close your eyes, not give advice."

According to him, Han Yue closed his eyes.

Zhan Luyao smiled, and he found that he liked Han Yue's obedient appearance very much.

So he lowered his head, approached slowly, and observed Han Yue carefully.

They haven't seen each other for many years. Compared with what he remembers, Han Yue's appearance has changed a lot. He has lost the youthfulness of his youth and has more of the character of a mature man, giving people a sense of reliability and trustworthiness. His facial features are deep, He has a tall and straight figure, and his temperament is not inferior to the first-class European and American model circles, so it is not surprising that he will become an international supermodel, Zhan Luyao, everyone has seen his excellence.

But the part of him that is shy, withdrawn, and not good at talking is only known to him.

Thinking about it this way, Zhan Luyao felt a certain complacency in his heart, and a part of his heart became soft. He stared at Han Yue, and then kissed him lightly on his lips just like in a dream.

He didn't do artificial respiration, no, to be precise, he forgot to do it. At this moment, he only wanted to taste the delicious food in front of him, sucking Han Yue's lips, biting them lightly, and licking them again.

Han Yue remained calm at first, but soon reacted to his provocative licking and kissing, raised his arms to hug him, and took the initiative to cater to his kissing.

The panting sounds of both sides became heavier, but under the cover of the sound, it was almost negligible. They hugged each other as closely as the protagonist in the film, exchanging passionate kisses, and the faint scent of matcha in their mouths made kissing and sucking even more intense. Exciting.

"This is not artificial respiration." During the kiss, Han Yue said.

"Yes, no." Zhan Luyao licked his lips and said softly, "It's hard for me to hold back against beauty."

"We seem to have surpassed the relationship of brothers."

"Did you treat me like a brother when you were masturbating me?"

Zhan Luyao sneered, "You always lock your bedroom because you are afraid that someone will discover your secret?"

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