MTL - Borrowing a Kiss-Chapter 22 帐内春

The author has something to say: I will enter V at nine o'clock tomorrow night, double update~ Welcome to Kangkang

After nine o'clock, most of the people got into the tent, some wrapped in blankets to watch the stars, and some played cards and games in groups of three or five.

Liang Muqiu was also wrapped in a blanket to watch the stars. He sat at the door of the tent with most of his body leaning out of the tent.

He lit a cigarette and chatted with Cen Nan, "I can see stars like this in my hometown."

He didn't grow up in Bencheng when he was a child. Before primary school, he lived with his mother in his grandmother's hometown. They are very friendly. The rice cakes in the shop next door are delicious. In the yard at night, you can see the stars when you look up, just like now.

He said, "Now this season, the toon in my yard will sprout. My grandmother likes to make scrambled eggs with toon, but I couldn't stand the smell when I was a kid."

Now that I have grown up, it is hard to eat. When my grandmother was getting old, he and my mother didn't let her cook, so he hired a nanny to let her play cards and go shopping happily.

Cen Nan knew that he was homesick, and that Liang Muqiu was thin-skinned, so he might not be willing to be exposed, so he said, "If you want to eat, I know there is a private kitchen, and I can take you there."

Liang Muqiu chuckled, almost choked on the smoke, and waved her hand, "Forget it, I don't like it much."

He coughed several times, and Cen Nan gently patted his back.

Cen Nan stared at the cigarette butts in his hand. It was not the first time he saw Liang Muqiu smoking. In fact, Liang Muqiu was not addicted to smoking. Also clean, barely smelling smoke.

But he clearly remembered that when he was in college, Liang Muqiu didn't smoke at all, and occasionally saw him smoking and kicked him, deliberately not letting him kiss.

He gently touched Liang Muqiu's ear and asked in a low voice, "I never asked before, when did you learn to smoke?"

Liang Muqiu looked up at him.

The eyes of the two collided, and the answer was clearly in their eyes.

Liang Muqiu can of course tell lies. He is too busy at work and under too much pressure, so he learned from his colleagues.

But he looked down at the ground and said softly, "After you leave, it will happen before you know it."

Tobacco and alcohol are not good things, and he has not indulged in it so far, but after Cen Nan left, he was curious for a while, if he was used to alcohol and tobacco, he could temporarily forget Cen Nan.

He later found out it was a dream.

Cen Nan is more addictive than cigarettes and alcohol.

No matter how many words he said sorry, in this cold spring night in the mountains, he looked thin.

Liang Muqiu put out the cigarette **** in the ashtray and threw it into the trash can, "Forget it, don't talk about this. I think you are very familiar with camping, have you been with anyone abroad? Classmates or colleagues?"

In fact, he is quite strange. After Cen Nan came back, he seemed to have cut off all ties with the United States, as if the seven years over there were not worth his nostalgia at all, and he did not hear Cen Nan mention which character A good diplomatic friend.

"No, I went alone." Cen Nan said.

Liang Muqiu is even more strange, "You don't have a friend there, do you?"

Cen Nan thought for a while, "Yes, but not particularly in-depth, you can have a drinking party, but I don't want to travel with them."

Travel is always a little more intimate, not suitable for traveling with colleagues.

He has camped in the snowy mountains of Colorado, the mountains are covered with snow, and when everything is silent, he is the only one who is awake, looking at the mountains as if he is the only one left.

There is loneliness, but he is not uncomfortable. Before meeting Liang Muqiu and after breaking up with Liang Muqiu, he seemed to have been living such a life.

He took Liang Muqiu's hand to his lips and kissed lightly, his eyelashes drooping, "I thought at that time, if only you were here. There are many places with beautiful scenery, and I want to take you there. Take a look."

Liang Muqiu did not withdraw his hand, but the place where he was kissed by Cen Nan was hot.

After eleven o'clock, Liang Muqiu and Cen Nan went to the toilet built in the camp to wash up, then got into the tent and got ready to sleep.

Although the ground of the camp is bumpy and cold, the quality of the air mattress they bought is not bad, it is quite comfortable to lie on, covered with a thick fleece blanket, and it does not feel cold in the mountains .

But Liang Muqiu still couldn't sleep. For the first time, he felt that he recognized the bed a little. The tent was dark. harassing the person next to the bed.

He gently scratched Cen Nan's palm with his index finger, and asked in a low voice, "Are you asleep?"

Cen Nan closed his eyes, "No."

He suggested enthusiastically, "If you can't sleep either, then I'll tell you a horror story, the one I told in the afternoon, in fact, I can't remember it very well, a lot of content I made it up myself."

Cen Nan had to open his eyes.

He turned his head to look at Liang Muqiu, as if he had seen countless nights before Liang Muqiu's demons and did not sleep well.

Liang Muqiu blinked her eyes innocently, "You can tell me, you are a lawyer, you know a lot of strange cases, are there any shocking robbers, male and female, etc. , just as a material for me."

Cen Nan didn't want to talk at all.

He is here for a date, spring mountains and green waters, the night is slightly cold, and the sweetheart sleeps by the pillow, who wants to talk about crime incidents.

His eyes sank.

Liang Muqiu didn't even think about it, it wasn't his first time camping, and he had long been accustomed to the harsh and cold environment, so why it was still difficult to sleep.

It's not because the person next to you is the person you love.

personal.

He let out a sigh of relief, and suddenly he was in trouble. As soon as he stretched out his hand, he pushed Liang Muqiu back to the mattress. Liang Muqiu was still covered, so he turned over and the quilt arched in an arc. , he put his hands on both sides of Liang Muqiu.

Liang Muqiu stuttered, "You, what are you doing, this is a tent..."

Cen Nan interrupted him, "Since you can't sleep, why don't you do something else."

After speaking, regardless of Liang Muqiu's reaction, she lowered her head and kissed the lips that were chattering a moment ago. Attacking the teeth, holding the tip of the lips, teasing, seducing, lingering and fierce.

This is the wild, rounded up, and it is also considered a place in the sky.

The scenery is so good, the breeze is bright and the moon is bright.

Under a tent, they were secretly entangled.

Liang Muqiu refused at first, but did not dare to make too much noise. This tent is not soundproof, but kissing and kissing, he fell into this deep kiss.

Cen Nan's eyelashes swept lightly on his eyelids, his hands were also clasped by Cen Nan, his fingers intertwined, and even his fingertips were numb.

After a while, Cen Nan released him.

Liang Muqiu took a long time to react, dizzy, unable to hold her breath, her voice was hoarse and vague, "You kiss me without my consent..."

The last three words were whispered.

Cen Nan looked down at him, his eyes stopped on his slightly swollen lips, but he corrected himself humbly and asked, "Then will you let me kiss?"

Let me?

Liang Muqiu was confused by the kiss, staring at Cen Nan's Adam's apple, hesitantly, and softly said "um".

Cen Nan laughed briefly.

He touched Liang Muqiu's temples lovingly, like the gentlest lover in the world, and asked, "Qiuqiu, this should be our first date after I return to China."

Liang Muqiu nodded confusedly.

Cen Nan said, "Well, leave something different."

Liang Muqiu didn't understand, and tilted his head in confusion, but soon he understood what Cen Nan meant.

Cen Nan's kiss fell softly, from his lips all the way down, sucking his Adam's apple and biting his collarbone.

Then, Cen Nan looked up at him and got into the quilt.

Liang Muqiu screamed in surprise, and bit her lip for fear of being heard by others.

He kept his voice down, but his sentences were discontinuous, "Cen Nan, don't...Are you crazy..."

Cen Nan turned a deaf ear.

Of course he's not crazy.

How much he loves the person in front of him, so much that even he himself is shocked.

He has been abnormal for a long time, but he has to put on a gentle and elegant mask in front of Liang Muqiu.

…

In the narrow tent, only Liang Muqiu could hear his low breathing. He was afraid of waking others, so he could only bite the back of his hand and make no sound.

I don't know how long it took before Liang Muqiu called again briefly.

The quilt was lifted, Cen Nan looked down at him again, a face as carved, and a perfect outline in the dark.

"Qiuqiu..." he called out.

Liang Muqiu closed his eyes, motionless like a fish landing, pretending to be dead.

Cen Nan laughed, tidied up Liang Muqiu's clothes, put on a blanket, and went out by himself.

It wasn't until after he left that Liang Muqiu dared to open his eyes.

He covered his face in disbelief, burning like he was about to burn.