Little blue dress with white lace trim

Fragile and weak24

Song Qie's ears are burning from Lu Beihuai's eyes and words, why does a good massage feel like ...... when this man says he wants it?

It's weird.

He pointed to the trauma spray on the table and said lustily, "Just took this for your massage, trying to help you get rid of the fatigue after a fight, not that kind ......"

"I know." Lu Beihuai put the camera beside him, and his eyes fell on Song Qie's reddened ears, "Isn't this the massage you were talking about?"

Now my ears are always red when I see him.

"No ah, what I said is massage ah." Song Qie anxious to explain, stood up and picked up the spray on the coffee table: "Just ...... just give you a push on the bruises, I didn't say anything else."

He instantly understood Lu Beihuai's meaning, and did not know what came to mind, in an instant, the heat of the ears spread to the back of the neck, the whole person was a shy mess.

...... What is this guy thinking at his young age!

Thinking nonsense all day long.

Lu Beihuai lip corner slightly sunken, hand pulling the lapel, arm slightly with some force, single-handedly on the body of the T-shirt off, revealing a strong strong upper body, broad shoulders and strong back straight, spread all over the bruises and scars and muscle lines staggered with the visual impact of a kind of abuse / / abuse and hormones strongly collision of contradictory feelings.

Typically, he is in excellent physical shape, with a slimmer body and a slimmer body.

He just sat there, and didn't say a word, his body was filled with a gloomy sense of oppression, where there was still half of the gentle and unfailing appearance in the past.

Song Qie silently gripped the spray in her hand, "."

He glanced at the muscles on the man's body and felt a sense of humiliation.

I can't even practice this level until I die, it's ...... outrageous, and Lu Beihuai is only eighteen years old.

I'd like to touch it, to stimulate myself.

"Press it." Without turning his head sideways, Lu Beihuai had detected Song Qie's gaze, surely admiring his strong build, until the slightly cool hand cupped his arm and his body froze instantly.

"...... that, Lu Beihuai, can I touch it?"

Ten fingers, thin, soft hands squeezed gently on his arm.

"Touch what?"

"Want to feel your muscles, they feel so firm."

Song Qie took the spray and made it to Lu Beihuai's side, put the spray down, saw that he had no intention of refusing, and boldly pinched it.

Just then, the muscles of his arm were felt to move, as if in response to his squeezing, the lines covering the skin and flesh revealing signs of a well-trained hand.

He let out an emotional sigh, his eyes full of envy, "I want to practice like that too."

Even brainstormed, if in danger he could still 'shoo shoo shoo shoo' and swing his fists, then don't mention how handsome it is, the fighting dream that every boy has in his heart ah.

Wuhu～

A soft laugh rang out.

Song Qie glanced at Lu Beihuai and realized that he was laughing in what sounded like derision, "What are you laughing at!"

"You can't practice." Lu Beihuai said, "One push and you're down."

Song Qie frowns, "Who said that!"

Just as he finished, he was caught off guard and was pushed by Lu Beihuai, his whole body fell sideways onto the couch, his expression froze for two seconds, frowning, a little angry, he sat up again and looked at Lu Beihuai : "Foul, you haven't even told me you're going to push, and this one doesn't count as one push."

Lu Beihuai saw that Song Qie was still serious, and raised his eyebrows, "So I'm going to call you a 321?"

"Can." Song Qie hurriedly sat up, hands on the knees, the whole body tensed and sat up straight, hands gripped tightly on the knees, even the lips are pursed up in the force, the look is very serious: "You push it."

He just can't believe what it means to fall down at a push! It doesn't have to be that bad, does it?

"3."

Song Qie, take a deep breath. He can't be that hot.

"2."

Song Qie hand tightly gripped his knees, and exerted all his strength, he could not believe that he was so hot chicken.

"1."

Song Qie is nervous and before he can react he's pushed back into his chair.

"......"

Good, he's a hot chick.

There was a moment of silence.

Song Qie slowly sat up, his hand touching his knee, his expression pretending to be calm, as if nothing had happened, he picked up the spray that had been given to him to place next to him, turned sideways, and sprayed Lu Beihuai's arm where there were more bruises.

Then use your hands to help push his back muscles where they are tense.

Pushing through gritted teeth, pushing with all his strength, with obvious personal emotion.

Really hateful ah Lu Beihuai, with so much force to push him, he certainly can not compare to a boxing ah!

"You can't practice this, it's something that requires suffering." Lu Beihuai swept his eyes at the hand pushing hard against his back, "The strength is a bit light, it could be a bit heavier."

Song Qie looks up, "I pushed."

"Nothing feels right."

Song Qie gritted her teeth and pushed his back hard with her palm, "...... It's your muscles that are too hard."

Lu Beihuai listening to the ear straining voice, as well as fell on the back of the thin hand, since childhood has not done anything, what all rely on him to do what all want him, this hand was raised to fine skin, soft fall on the back of the natural what feel nothing.

It's even a little itchy.

"Beihuai, I want to practice this." Song Qie rubbed it while observing Lu Beihuai's expression, and was also inspired to think of a good idea, he came closer and asked in a low voice, "Will you teach me?"

Warm exhale landed on the side of his neck, and the muscles on that side seemed to tense, the veins hidden under the skin pulsing faintly.

Song Qie just finished the question, was grabbed by the wrist, he did not react, on Lu Beihuai side eyes unhappy look, a face of bewilderment, no, what did he do again.

"You do think I'll like you if you keep pampering me, don't you?"

Song Qie : "......?" Where did he pout!

Lu Beihuai saw Song Qie looking at himself innocently again and thought to himself that he knew it was like this, pulling down his hand and standing up, "No need for you, you go back."

"Eh eh hungry eh." Song Qie stood up and pulled Lu Beihuai: "I'm staying here."

Lu Beihuai stared at the hand that was pulling at him, his jaw line tightening as if he thought of something: "Song Qie, just how many people can you fit in your heart?"

Song Qie: "?" What's with the sudden seizure.

Lu Beihuai eyes dark: "Is it that as long as it is your favorite, you will try to attract his attention, pampered or not, do anything, and even have to pester to go to his home?"

Song Qie : "...... "Where the hell did this come from to try to find a way to be pampered and pestered.

For a moment he couldn't find the words to explain, because Lu Beihuai looked so serious, he was really a bit worried that this person would break his defense.

"When it's time to go abroad, won't you like other people, too, and won't you pull him like this, and talk to him in such tones, and give him little dresses when he says he wants you to wear them, and take photographs of you in all poses?"

Song Qie listened to him get more and more outrageous, her lips opened and closed for a moment, and couldn't bear it any longer as she raised her hand and gently slapped his mouth, "What nonsense! I'm a man!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, his hand tried to drop but was grabbed by the wrist.

He felt a bit of pain and tried to break free, then he was pinched in the palm of his hand again, and was surprised to look at Lu Beihuai, but he saw this person staring down at his hand, "...... What are you looking at?"

Attempted to draw again and couldn't.

"You hit me." Lu Beihuai stared at the thin, white, slender hand, which was beautifully soft with ten fingers.

The force of the hit didn't really hurt, but it was inexplicably exciting.

Song Qie's ears instantly warmed up, "Yes, I'm sorry, who told you to talk nonsense." He thought he was hurting Lu Beihuai, "Who told you to talk nonsense."

"Why am I rambling."

"It's not like I'm giving it to anyone to wear." Song Qie pursed her lips before saying, "...... If you didn't want to see it, I wouldn't wear it."

Who asked this man to be so hard to coax? He's giving it his all.

When she lowered her eyebrows, she didn't realize that there was something frighteningly possessive in the somber eyes in front of her, but the color of her eyes only gradually dispersed when she heard the words, 'Only for you'.

"Don't be angry." Song Qie saw that Lu Beihuai was silent and didn't say anything, thinking that she had just injured his self-esteem, she simply held his hand and patted her own mouth, "Here, I'll beat it back for you, now can I?"

The lips were a little moist, soft, and the touch was like a soft candy that you wanted to squeeze.

Song Qie noticed that Lu Beihuai still didn't say anything and wondered what he was thinking, so she came closer and asked again, "Beihuai, can you stay for me now?"

These round, translucent eyes were too much like dog's eyes, with a serious look of pure innocence, a look so clean that it couldn't be cleaner, so pure that it felt like a premeditated disguise.

Lu Beihuai thought to himself, "This isn't pampering, this is seduction.

How dare this guy seduce him.

If you let him go abroad to study alone then I don't know how greedy you have to be, now this mouth says it won't, I'm afraid it's not coaxing him.

"Stay." Lu Beihuai let go, "I'll shower first."

Song Qie raised her eyes in surprise, saw Lu Beihuai walking to the bedroom, and followed, "That--"

Before he could finish, he saw Lu Beihuai abruptly turn around and stare at him, "Don't even think about showering with me."

"...... Oh." Song Qie thought to herself, "What to think.

Lu Beihuai heard this reply and thought to himself that sure enough, he knew that this guy was simply going to be pervasive in trying to get his likes and make himself like him.

It won't be forgiven so quickly.

It's not that easy.

Absolutely.

This inexplicable conversation, inexplicably blending into the sound of cicadas, was accompanied by the unexpected clamor of someone's heartbeat.

The night is getting thicker.

Song Qie put his bed on the floor to make up, a rare cheeky trick, rubbing a chance to hit the ground, the name is good care, pull a wave of Lu Beihuai's good feelings.

Wouldn't be too scared, just don't scare him.

"Good night." Song Qie lay back and spoke at Lu Beihuai on the bed.

"......"

Song Qie didn't get an answer and didn't care, he was so sleepy, really sleepy, he closed his eyes and managed to fall asleep for about ten seconds.

The floor is always the floor, hard, used to sleeping in a soft bed Song Qie, in the middle of the night or confused climbed on the bed, subconsciously found the softest place, lying down, hold, second sleep.

Lu Beihuai: "......"

See, he knew that this evil guy had a heavy heart since he was a kid, and would always find ways to tease him and torture him. Now he likes himself, said he would sleep on the floor but ended up sneaking into his bed in the middle of the night.

Even had to lie on top of him and cuddle him to sleep.

It's all about torturing him no matter what isn't it.

He tried to move the man off his body, but whoever it was hugged up by his arms and legs, and muttered 'hug' as if he was being pampered.

"......"

The rush of breath disturbed the silence of the late night.

"Song, and."

"...... love it, so much."

The teenager's murmurs as he slept were soft and numbing to hear half his body.

Lu Beihuai tilted his head back and took a deep breath, originally the bedroom was not air-conditioned and very hot, and then had to cuddle in a piece, and now it was directly sleepy, he couldn't bear it, and reached out to pinch Song Qie, who was lying on his chest and sleeping.

"...... Well?" Song Qie was woken up by the pain in a daze, opened her eyes in bewilderment, raised her chin, met Lu Beihuai's gloomy eyes, and froze, with a sleepy look in her eyes, "Hmm? Why are you pinching me?"

The sleepy voice was so much more sappy.

"Do you know where you sleep?" Lu Beihuai's forehead jutted.

Song Qie looked down and suddenly realized how close he was to Lu Beihuai, his eyes widened, no way, he fell asleep on top of Lu Beihuai?

"You ...... you hugged me, huh?"

Lu Beihuai was expressionless.

Song Qie scrambled up from him and sat down on her knees next to him like a little daughter in law, and seeing Lu Beihuai s face a little dark, she bowed her head and said, "I m sorry Well, it must have been my carelessness ...... to climb up."

"Well, not careful." Lu Beihuai laughed.

Song Qie : "......" good at satirizing him.

"You don't forget to confess to me even when you're sleeping." Lu Beihuai saw Song Qie sitting on his knees, wearing his black T-shirt and shorts, which were already too loose and ill-fitting, and with his small shoulders scrunched up and his thin ankles against his hips, he looked like he was criticizing him.

Song Qie: "?"

Confession. What confession?

Lu Beihuai turned over and got out of bed, tugging at his soaked lapels before turning his back to the bed and laying down on the bamboo mat that covered the floor.

In the small bedroom, the rusty fan was blowing against the bed, vaguely noisy, and the function that allows you to twist and turn your head was most likely broken, so you could only blow on one side.

"......"

"Lu Beihuai."

"......"

"That, the floor is so hard."

"......"

"Why don't we sleep together?" Song Qie saw Lu Beihuai sleeping on the floor, and was a bit uneasy with her conscience, thinking that they were both boys anyway, so it was normal to sleep together.

"......"

Song Qie shouted again, "Lu Beihuai."

"I know you want to hug me, but I wish you could still be a little more reserved." Lu Beihuai, with his back to the bed, couldn't resist saying this.

He never should have let the man stay and sleep.

Song Qie : "......?"

Okay, so that's the end of this topic of getting into //sleeping in a bed.

Because it's not what he wants to talk about, and what does this Lu Beihuai think about all day long.

He collapsed back into bed, his head resting on his arm staring toward Lu Beihuai's back, thinking in his heart that this person should not be very heavy in the degree of gloom, and there is still a way to save, the bed is given to him, or a little conscience.

Well, there's hope!

Satisfied, he closed his eyes and went back to dreaming about his food dreams, but just now he dreamed that he was eating something delicious, his favorite salmon.

The bedroom fell silent once more, the small, sleeping breaths on the bed steady and audibly sound asleep.

Lu Beihuai rolled over and looked at the ceiling, originally still somewhat sleepy, but the faint sound of sheepish breathing ringing in his ears, the volume was not too loud, but it tickled his ears.

--Love it, love it so much.

--Uh-huh? Pinch me for what.

The two words of the party, at this time like a feather constantly drilling in the ears, the blushing look, the wet eyes, the tone, the demeanor, close your eyes are somehow infinitely enlarged.

With it came the figure in the short pink dress.

The corners of the forehead converge in a thin sweat.

His chest heaved up and down as he took a deep breath and sat up violently.

I don't know how long I've been sitting where I am, but I hear that murmur from the bed again.

"...... so like it."

Lu Beihuai turned his eyes sideways and looked at Song Qie, who was lying on his side and curled up in a deep sleep, through the dim bedside lamp.

Sleeping teenager looks more delicate, good behavior, sleeping posture is also rules, should be hot, the tip of the nose with fine sweat, cheeks flushed, thin lips lightly exhale a sheepish breath, from time to time to say a couple of dream words.

Same as pampering.

Lu Beihuai looked at it for a while, averted his eyes, see, like it so much that he dreamed of confessing to him.

The second half of the night.

The figure in the dream in the pink saree was crying uproariously, the fabric so thin that it tore and rotted.

The weather had been hot and dry all night.

So I was woken up early in the morning to wash my pants.

......

The clamor of cicadas outside the window woke the sleeping teenager in his bed.

Song Qie opened his eyes and yawned, physiological tears spilling from the corners of his eyes as he let out a comfortable sigh. His quality of sleep had always been quite good, and he didn't recognize his bed, so he could sleep anywhere when he was sleepy.

"The driver will be downstairs in twenty minutes."

His shoulders shrank in fear at the sudden sound, and he twisted his head to see that it was Lu Beihuai, who had already put on his school uniform.

Lu Beihuai walked to the side of the bed, his hand tugging at Song Qie's waist and belly rolled up clothes, covering up that section of eye-shattering white, saving him from looking disturbed, "Get up."

Song Qie saw Lu Beihuai approaching and smelled the scent of Lu Beihuai's body wash: "Did you take a shower?"

Lu Beihuai's expression was unnatural for a second, and he said expressionlessly, "I'm sweating, so I'll take a shower."

Song Qie nodded with conviction, "So you're going to school today? You just broke your fever yesterday."

Speaking of which, he also admired Lu Beihuai, that day boxing was injured to even now look like nothing, even the physique is so cattle, just so before also by ' Song Qie ' at the mercy of bullying.

"Nothing much, studying is important, I washed your clothes last night." Lu Beihuai brought the bed ironed uniform over.

Song Qie was surprised: "You're still doing my laundry?"

It looks like there's salvation after all.

Lu Beihuai unfolds his clean blouse shirt and reaches for Song Qie's blouse to help him change.

"Eh eh eh eh ......" Song Qie was so scared that she hugged her upper body, seeing Lu Beihuai wanting to undress herself, she awkwardly and without losing politeness raised her hand and politely refused with a smile, "I'll just do it myself, thanks. "

Where else would he dare to let this big brother help him change his clothes.

"I'll help you put it on."

Song Qie tried to take the school uniform in Lu Beihuai's hand, "Geez, there's really no need to--"

"I'll help you wear it." Lu Beihuai said again.

"......" Song Qie noticed that the tone of voice falling from above her head was a bit cold, and cautiously raised her eyelids upwards, glancing to find Lu Beihuai looking at herself with a grim expression.

He silently loosened his hands, hands resting on the school uniform to Lu Beihuai, pursed lips and smiled and nodded: "You wear you wear."

What kind of person forces people to change their clothes!!!!!

Lu Beihuai saw Song Qie's lowered appearance and wrinkled his eyebrows, before it was clear that he had been helping to put on and take off his clothes and said that he liked him, now how come he doesn't want to put on his own clothes and socks and shoes.

Did ......

Is this a deliberate attempt to turn the tables on him?

So he bends down and pulls on the edge of Song Qie's loose t-shirt with both hands and helps him get it off, probably because the collar's rubbing his nose, and the guy grunts, the tip of his nose reddening a bit, and the hair on his forehead getting a little messed up.

Thin shoulders shrank, and when she raised her eyes to herself without thinking her eyes were full of water, just like the eyes of a puppy dog, as round as a watery, translucent glass bead.

The heart couldn't help but be sure that it must be pampering him.

It's all about wanting to be welcomed back.

Song Qie was made to collar scrape her face and nose by this undressing action, and she didn't hold back from cursing what a rude, rude, rude!!!!

He raised a hand to rub his nose, "Gently."

The teenager's voice was sleepy and nasal, very soft in tone, and distinctly sappy.

Lu Beihuai's throat knots rolled for a moment before he mumbled, "Got it."

He said, putting Song Qie's shirt on and bending down to fasten his buttons one by one.

The white shirt that had been washed and cleaned smelled of soap, ironed and straightened, warm on his body, slightly rough fingers brushing absently across his chest as he fastened the buttons.

The dressed teenager's cheeks quickly colored scarlet.

Song Qie didn't hold back and shivered a bit, a little itchy on top of the shame, and ultimately unbearable, he pressed down on Lu Beihuai's hand, "You're making me itch, I'm ticklish."

"Dressed." Lu Beihuai buttoned up the last button and smoothed the collar, "Change your pants."

Song Qie stared wide-eyed, seeing Lu Beihuai coming to take off his pants and quickly tugged on the waist of his pants, "Eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh eh this one I'll do it myself!

"Why?" Lu Beihuai thought it was just another trick of desire.

Song Qie couldn't help it, stood up, directly pushed Lu Beihuai out of the room door, too shy to glare at him angrily: "...... I'll wear it myself!"

After saying that, he simply closed the door to his room.

'Click', lock the door.

It's a matter of dignity!

Being shut out of the door Lu Beihuai wrinkled his eyebrows and fell into deep thought, this is also one of the tricks of the desire to meet and refuse, right, the clothes can be changed pants how can not be changed, in the past the underpants have to deliberately let him change.

Didn't we all grow up like this, and now all of a sudden we're rejecting it, that's ......

Shy?

Lu Beihuai suddenly realized that perhaps this is the difference between liking and loathing.

He sneered, yes, go ahead and like him, preferably so much that he can't help himself.

After a while, the door to the room opened.

Song Qie put on her clothes and walked out, and saw Lu Beihuai standing here in the doorway, but holding a ...... skirt in his hand ?

Where has another skirt popped up!!!!

"Now wear this." Lu Beihuai held up the little aqua blue lace dress in his hands.

The little blue dress with white lace trim unfolds as a halter and leg root tight dress that looks like it will probably show your collarbone in the front, but as soon as the dress is turned around in the back, it reveals a love heart shaped cut out lace binding at the hip-waist.

That is, if it is not worn inside, the back and waist socket position can be seen clearly.

Song Qie's face instantly turned red, suddenly remembering that the whole thing started to fail again last night, he wanted to say, "...... Got to go to school."

Why are you wearing a dress for no reason?

"You can choose not to wear it." Lu Beihuai drapes the skirt at his side, his demeanor calm, and he won't say that it's just because he happened to see this blue one and was dying, dying, dying to see Song Qie wear it.

Song Qie ："...... "Ears burning, what kind of fetish is this?

Why do boys like to see boys in dresses?

Lu Beihuai didn't miss the shy, nervous micro-expression on this face, "Or I'll help you put it on."

Song Qie: "????"

Again?

You had to take off your uniform just now?

Is this some kind of dress up game!!!