[BL]Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle(Rebirth) [MTL]

Chapter 62

They had kissed before, but most of them were initiated by Cen Wei, or even forced, and Li Rong didn't cooperate.

Kissing is not a simple kiss of lips. There is no atmosphere and emotion. No matter how warm the kiss is, it is just a disguise.

It's not that Li Rong has no desires, it's just that he draws the ground as a prison, blocking out anything that can make him happy.

This was the first time he took the initiative to kiss Cen Wei, and it was also the first time he controlled the rhythm of the kiss. The subtle desire for control rose in his heart, and the excited flames rose in the wind, instantly burning all his reason.

He could finally understand that when Cen Wei was impulsive, he liked the pleasure he asked for.

People are like this, as long as they like it, they want to possess it.

Cen Wei stiffened for a few seconds, and when he heard Li Rong's unsteady breathing command, he finally regained consciousness. He clasped Li Rong's thin back with one hand and kissed back forcefully. The warm breath slowly merged, and then became Be aggressive.

The rocking swing chair really can't be called a perfect flirting spot, at least not for Li Rong.

He knelt on one knee on the swing, but the fulcrum of his whole body was on Cen Wei's shoulder. With such a shaky posture, it was easy for Cen Wei to take the initiative.

Li Rong opened his eyes lightly, the tips of his sweat soaked hair scraped the corners of his eyes, he grabbed Cen Wei's collar and pulled a little distance, a flush of excitement appeared on his slender neck, and a drop of sweat ran down his skin. The pattern flows into the neckline of the T-shirt and disappears.

He murmured unreasonably: "I asked you to respond...but I didn't let you take the initiative!"

He had a hunch that if he didn't emphasize his control in time, Cen Wei could easily put him on the swing.

Although he recovered most of his stamina, there was still a gap between him and Cen Wei. If he had no mobility, he could speak.

He believed that Cen Wei was still immersed in surprise and trance. At this time, it was best to fool around. Whatever he said, Cen Wei would subconsciously obey.

Especially since he gave face so much, he almost recreated that night, and even wore a coat that looked the most like a lab coat.

Cen Wei likes the way he looks in his work clothes, and he has countless nights as evidence.

Cen Wei was short of breath, and his eyes were always on Li Rong's moist lips.

When Li Rong was breathing lightly, his mouth would open unconsciously, and inside the soft lips were neat white tips.

When he is very nervous or excited, he will lick the tips of his teeth with his tongue.

Cen Wei stabilized his mind, and his confused eyes gradually became clear. He rubbed Li Rong's soft temples with his fingertips and asked softly, "Why..."

Why did he take the initiative to kiss him on his birthday?

The floor with light yellow scratches in the memory, the disintegrating ceramic jar, the bookcase making a loud pushing and pulling sound, the door slamming, and Xiao Muran's unkempt hair, the faint lines in the corner of Cen Qing's eyes, all of them, It's like being sucked into the cracks of time and space and being crushed into the dust of the past.

What he really felt was Li Rong's closeness, warmth and enthusiasm.

Likes and desires could not be hidden, he finally saw the warm, eager desire to embrace him in Li Rong's eyes.