bedroom literature

Chapter 50 Who Lied To Me When My Brain Lied To Me

A night without dreams.

When Liu Yu regained a little consciousness from the infinite chaos, he felt itchy from a warm wind blowing on his face.He was immersed in an atmosphere of ease and ease, and he felt that this disturbance was harmless.

It wasn't until the sweetness of doing nothing was gone that he reluctantly opened his eyes.

Jiang Qiwen's magnified half of his face was close at hand.It was still that pale face, but three-dimensional and relaxed face.There is a degree of relaxation because the eyes are obviously single eyelids but have long eyelashes, and the bridge of the nose is obviously high, but there is a dull and thin lip underneath...

As far as the eye could see, the balance was broken—the lips were so rosy that they were a little sexy. ?

The scene of him kissing himself last night flashed in his mind. !

When he lowered his head, he was still wearing a crumpled shirt.

It seems that he was caught by himself.

……

He wanted to leave this place of right and wrong quietly.As soon as he moved a little, the arm covering him moved.

Liu Sheng struggled violently amidst the tension.Unexpectedly, that arm also tightened suddenly, and at the same time it circled itself and brought it forward. The other hand held Liu Sheng's wrist, and rubbed his palm with the belly of his thumb.

Hit by this familiar feeling, Liu Sheng froze, "What did you do last night..."

The man opened his eyes, but his eyes were sleepy. It seemed that his previous actions were all unconscious conditioned reflexes.

"Last night? Cover you with the quilt." Jiang Qiwen tightened his shirt, "You kick the quilt, grab the quilt after you kick it, and don't cover it after you grab it."

When Liu Sheng lowered his head, he found that the quilt was all wrapped around him, and he would rather half slump on the ground than give him some.

Liu Sheng: "..."

last night.Liu Sheng almost passed out. He only remembered that he was so tired that he couldn't move his fingers, but he struggled to wash his hands.Jiang Qiwen was afraid that he would fall, so he took warm water in a basin, took it to the bedside, soaked his hands in it, and rubbed the bubbles for him.

His ten fingers were wet, greasy, and tangled together.

He rubbed his palms just now, reminding him of it.I lowered my head and smelled it, and it really smelled like lemon soap.

The reason why you must wash your hands is self-evident.He wanted to reprimand Jiang Qiwen for his behavior, but before he opened his mouth, he heard Jiang Qiwen say, "Don't scold me. You made a promise yesterday."

So Yagyu recalled in the chaos, "All right" and "Being a friend with sex" when he was pressed on the table, and people still respected his feelings, and he didn't really make it to the end.

Liu Sheng wanted to punch himself.Obsessed with lust, he really can do anything.

Those who have no name or title are unclear.Now is simply not the time to do this.

He mumbled in Jiang Qiwen's arms, "I didn't allow you to hug me."

"You haven't gotten out of bed yet, and you've started to be ruthless."

Jiang Qiwen smiled, seeing his somewhat resistant eyes, let him go.

"I said I'm not responsible for the follow-up..." Liu Sheng stepped back a little, but because of the size of the single bed, there was no way to retreat, "I think physical desire affects the brain, and a person's concept will not be easily changed. You may just be impulsive. "

"What if I think my concept has changed?" Jiang Qiwen said, "The brain will lie to me?"

"Well. Besides desire, there are many more, such as family ethics, social roles... These have been rooted and sprouted in the subconscious for 18 years-so you don't have to be responsible for your momentary sensibility."

Jiang Qiwen gave a hesitant "hmm".

"I don't understand. The brain is my own consciousness. If the brain is lying to me, then who am I?"

"Do you know the fish louse?" Liu Sheng picked up the quilt, and gave an example, "The fish louse enters the fish's mouth when it is a larva, eats the tongue, and acts as a tongue by itself."

Jiang Qiwen feigned anger: "You compare my feelings to parasites?"

Liu Sheng extinguished his arrogance at once, "...not at all."

Jiang Qiwen raised his brows and scratched his palm, "I understand, we can take it step by step."

——At this time, Liu Sheng still doesn't know what Jiang Qiwen's "step by step" refers to.

"Then you take a break these few days... are you still meeting here this Saturday?"

"……doing what?"

Jiang Qiwen took it for granted: "I still do what I did yesterday."

"This..." Liu Sheng was shocked by the other party's shamelessness, "How can this kind of thing...can... still make an appointment..."

"As you said, I need to see my true ideas through you; and you need to find your physical needs, and you also need to gain a sense of security through my feedback, the best of both worlds."

Liu Sheng was successfully brainwashed and hesitated: "Hmm..."

"Didn't you make an appointment for the next time? And last time you, Carvin, didn't you immediately get inspired after practicing with me? It can be called silky smooth. If you still want to refuse halfway through the practice, I have no objection."

"Oh, looking for inspiration." Liu Sheng said belatedly.Damn it, he thought it was... It turned out that he was thinking too much.

"See you or leave. Hey, order me some quilt..." Jiang Qiwen yawned, "I'm so sleepy, it's eight in the morning, let's sleep for a while."

Liu Sheng was in a daze, and he hugged him into the quilt again, pressed his head down and went back to the cage to sleep.Sharing the same bed, he realized that he was only wearing a pair of shorts, and half of his bare thighs were stuck to Jiang Qiwen's pants.

Last night, the image of Jiang Qiwen in messy formal attire, unzipping his suit pants and masturbating in front of him came to mind again.

The more I think about it, the more I can't sleep, the whole person seems to be under a gu.After thinking about the strange conversation just now for a long time, I didn't find anything wrong, so I could only listen to Jiang Qiwen's slower and slower breathing by my ears on the cramped bed, and divert my attention.

Just when he was about to fall asleep like this, he suddenly discovered a blind spot.

Wait, looking for inspiration, when is the next appointment?

A scene suddenly flashed when I was unconscious:

"Let it go... next time..."

"Okay, let's talk about next time."

The promised "next time".So what Jiang Qiwen was referring to was actually...

When Liu Sheng was about to argue with him, when he looked up, the other party was already asleep.

With one hand on his waist, the other gently grasped his wrist, and the thumb clasped his palm.The pattern of the quilt is a dark blue background with scattered stars and moons, as if covering the two of them with night.Every time Liu Sheng moved slightly, the palms of his hands also itched slightly.

Sitting on the ground under the curtain of the sky, I fell asleep with my feet.

A pillow of black and sweet.

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