35. This war is about more than just the stubbornness of stubborn kids
"The movie is good."
"Ah, uh-huh, not bad."
Master Kritithi could only answer the people around him in a daze and confusion, and followed him out of the cinema. He was not dizzy because the other party ordered red wine and drank a glass, but because he was still dizzy because of the atmosphere that had ended just a few minutes ago.
From the beginning, the boy thought that a greedy person like Brother Pakin would not lie down peacefully because he was watching a movie. In addition, the booths in the cinema were beds with curtains, so guests could safely avoid the staff. Sight to do anything. But in fact, the other party was just lying on his side against the soft pillow, holding one hand around the boy's shoulder and staring at the screen in front of him. Sometimes he turned around to take a drink and took a sip. The smell of alcohol from high-quality grapes mixed with the sexy aroma of men's perfume made him feel uncomfortable. He was drunk.
Not only that, the warmth conveyed by the non-sexual skin contact has become a variable. The close dependence of watching a movie together under the same quilt and the short conversation made Graph try to hold his breath and not pull up the quilt to cover it. Face.
That atmosphere was one of the few times that the boy felt so shy.
Maybe it was because this was the first time he thought of the relationship between the two as lovers. It wasn't annoyance, not a scolding, or a look that wanted to drive him away, it was just them lying down and watching a movie together.
Graph didn't pull up the quilt to cover his face because he was reassured by the dim light in the infield. No matter what, the opponent would definitely not see his red face.
Perhaps because of this, the young man felt a heat wave suddenly hit his face.
It was so hot that I didn't dare to raise my hand to bake it.
So, is the movie good to watch...I don't know.
What the movie said... I don't know.
Even if I watched the movie Graphic today, I would like to say... I have no idea.
From the moment he was pulled over and buried sideways into his broad shoulders, the content of the movie could no longer enter his mind. He only noticed the smell of the perfume.
So he was drunk, but not drunk...he was drunk because of Brother Pakin.
A drunkenness that I am willing to sink into.
"It feels good to do this sometimes." The person leading the way said as he shrugged and stretched his muscles, then looked down at his watch and saw that the time ended later than it seemed.
"Are you hungry? You have hardly eaten anything." The young man's question made the listeners a little confused.
It's really unaccustomed to be treated with such attention, and...Brother Pakin actually noticed that he didn't eat anything. Although food was provided to the bed, perhaps because it was too late and he felt full for no apparent reason, he almost didn't eat anything. If Chanchao were here, he would definitely joke that he would be full if he had love.
So Kritithi didn't refute this time.
Full...really full...the fullest I've been in ten years.
Not because of a full belly, but because of the satisfaction of being rewarded. After ten years of chasing behind his butt, the satisfaction of getting rewarded was gathered together on this day at the same time, making the boy couldn't help but want to extend the day indefinitely and never end.
