AWB Chapter 3 Can I Hug You?
Chapter 3 Can I Hug You?
After the door opened, Song Tang grabbed Fang Hening's wrist and pulled him a step closer, then closed the door, pressed Fang Hening against the door panel, moved closer, and reached out to unbutton him.
The darkness concealed his embarrassment well, but his tone couldn't help but be filled with eagerness and a little anger, "You're three minutes late, can't you be a little self-conscious?"
After arriving in the car for more than ten minutes, Fang Yingdi came up slowly, with a calm tone, without any resistance to Song Tang's random movements, "Sorry, there is a traffic jam on the road."
Song Tang unbuttoned the shirts of both of them, and pressed their chests together. He leaned against Fang Hening, his cheek against Fang Hening's neck.
Fang Hening just came in from the night of early spring, his body was slightly cool, and it was very comfortable to be so close to the coolness. The touch of real human skin is indeed better than that of fluffy, which is not even comparable to his fluffy.
The only shortcoming is that there is no way to hold stickers every day like fluffy.
He breathed a sigh of relief, half closed his eyes, did not speak, just hugged quietly, and it took a long time to slowly settle down.
So two days is the most suitable, and the interval of four days is too long.
He was about to relax a little and get on the bed, but the touch from his lower back made his whole body freeze. He opened his eyes, and his eyelashes fluttered, "What are you doing?"
Fang Hening's hand poked in from the hem of his shirt, and his warm palm was pressing on his lower back.
Sensing Song Tang's momentary stiffness, Fang Hening's hand slowly moved up the slightly concave arc of the spine of the person in his arms, and lowered his voice, "Mr. Song, if the hug is only one-sided, don't you think there is something wrong?"
Song Tang didn't think so.
He always hugs Fluffy, and the other party won't give him any response. No response is the best response for him.
But Fang Hening is a real person, not a plush doll.
He opened his mouth, but didn't say a word. When Fang Hening's fingers lightly brushed across the shoulder blades on his back, he let out a short gasp unexpectedly, and then the room fell into silence.
Song Tang let go of Fang Hening's arm, so embarrassed that he didn't know how to react, this is... this is too embarrassing!
He clutched the other party's shirt nervously, trying to say something to break the deadlock, but he was at a loss for words.
Fang Hening was very satisfied with Song Tang's reaction, jerky and frank, even though he couldn't see the other person's expression, this body already gave a lot of information.
He pulled out his hand, wrapped around Song Tang's waist through a layer of shirt, patted Song Tang's back with the other hand, and said with a light smile, "Your bones are very good, and the shape of your shoulder blades is good, if you can see it, you must be very beautiful. "
Song Tang blinked, but didn't realize it. What kind of weird compliment is this? !It sounds like it's really sincere.
Fang Hening asked again, "So can I hug you in the future?"
Like the temptation of the abyss.Song Tang's breathing eased. He didn't know if his shoulder blades looked good or not, but Fang Hening's voice was really nice, especially when he was talking so close to his ear.
He leaned back into the other person's arms again, and thought about it seriously. Hugging should indeed be an act between two people.
If it's only one-sided, it doesn't seem to be so submissive, just like now, it feels good to be hugged in the arms of someone, and you can get a response-this is very novel, because he has never felt it in Rongrong of.
He doesn't reject this feeling.
After 2 minutes, he said, "Hold it, don't move around."
Fang Hening replied: "Okay, then go to bed now?"
Song Tang nodded, but because of his posture, he seemed to be rubbing against someone's neck. After realizing this, he hurriedly took a step back, thanking again that he didn't turn on the light, otherwise his face would be so red. Can't hide anymore.
He took off his shirt and went to bed, hugged his blood recovery kit, and the irritability he felt when facing Song Tao in the afternoon had disappeared without a trace.
In the extreme silence, his mood and mental state were improving rapidly. Remembering his embarrassing behavior just now, he cleared his throat and said, "There is a confidentiality clause in the agreement. You can't tell others about the things between us."
"of course."
After hearing the guarantee with his own ears, Song Tang felt relieved and hugged it steadily.
An hour later, he loosened his hands and feet wrapped around Fang Hening's body, turned over and got out of bed, and stood beside the bed while putting on his shirt and said, "I don't need to repeat it in the future, whether you want to stay overnight or not is up to you." Choice, I have explained to the hotel in advance, no news will leak out, you don't have to worry... what are you doing?!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a sudden light.
Fang Hening sat on the head of the bed, looked at Song Tang who raised his hand to block the light in front of his eyes, his shirt was not buttoned yet, and there was a hint of hidden joy on his lips, "President Song, is it because I am too tall to catch your eyes? Don't even want to look at me."
Song Tang didn't expect Fang Hening to turn on the light at all. He didn't turn on the light because he didn't want the other party to see him blushing and shy, and because he was getting along with unfamiliar people. The dark environment could give him a sense of security.
He took a deep breath, put down his hand and looked at Fang Hening, he was stunned at this moment.
He has seen the two-dimensional photos of the other party, and there are many stills. The two-dimensional photos are basically calm and easy-going, which is pleasing to the eye, while the still photos are much richer.
Fang Hening's eyes are dark and deep, and the lines of his facial features are neither too sharp nor flat, which is a kind of gentle stretching with strong shaping.
Whether it's an elegant madman or a violent monarch, they can be interpreted to the fullest. Even if it's just a photo, you can feel the tension and oppression.
But now, there was a slight smile in the eyes staring at him, not obvious, but it was enough to show that the master was in a good mood, as if the resentful tone just now was just teasing him.
After staring at Fang Hening for a long time, Song Tang came back to his senses. He looked away, lowered his head slightly and continued to button his button, "If it doesn't catch my eye, I won't look for you."
Looking at Song Tang with drooping brows and eyes, Fang Hening scrutinized him, taking in the other's subtle expressions, his tone was cold and firm, and he said one thing?
But his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were covered with a layer of water. It was clearly a bluffing, nervous and shy cat cub.
Song Tang thought he was hiding it well, but in front of him, it could be said that it was full of loopholes, and he didn't mean to expose it. He still wanted to cooperate with this scene.
Seeing that Song Tang had buttoned his shirt cuffs and covered his wrist bones, he said, "Then it's my honor. Since that's the case, Mr. Song, why don't you go to your place next time."
"The frequency of meeting once every two days is not low. Even if we arrange it in advance, there is no guarantee that we won't be photographed one day. You don't want our relationship to be exposed, right?"
right!But no!
The author says:
Hehehe, actor Fang who said it doesn't matter, but has actually started to be interested, routinely——