"Hua Hua, do you want to be a top?" Ling Yin’s hand casually raised and landed on his shoulder. He doesn’t really understand this circle and wasn’t born gay, so he’s not very knowledgeable about it. Seeing Hua Hua’s resistance, he started to wonder. He never thought about it before, but now he compromised, "If you like, we can try it that way, I’ll be the bottom."
"I don’t like it!" Hua Hua’s mind was a ss, "I don’t like anything, I just don’t like it. If you can’t accept it, then don’t stay at my place."
Ling Yin sighed internally. This was a psychological shadow issue, "It’s okay, if you don’t like it, you don’t like it. Why is your body so hot?" It was like a furnace, making one want to pounce!
Hua Hua snorted heavily, "Asking what you already know, are you even a man?!"
Saying that, unable to wait, he captured Ling Yin’s light-colored lips, and they kissed passionately at the staircase, Hua Hua diving in for a deep kiss, sliding his tongue slowly and delicately.
The darkness wavered,
The charm rippled,
The room was full of allure.
...
After a long ti, the two had refreshed themselves again. Ling Yin sat on the sofa, Hua Hua’s half-wet head on his thigh. He opened his laptop, lazily lying there, inserting the USB drive, "Let show you my old videos, from when I was about seventeen or eighteen until now. By the way, do you know how to give a massage? If you do, could you give a neck massage? I’ve been feeling neck pain recently and don’t know if it’s cervical spondylosis. I should go try cupping therapy."
Ling Yin frowned, "How could you have cervical spondylosis?"
"I’m just guessing. I often lower my head while making clothes, might end up with cervical spondylosis, anyway, it feels uncomfortable," Hua Hua said, turning over, lying on his stomach, his chin bumping against Ling Yin’s leg, waiting for the massage.
He opened the folder; there were many of his videos, mostly taken during trips.
In a ten-minute clip, five minutes always featured Gu Shaocheng. Ling Yin suppressed his slightly sour jealousy, focusing only on the clips featuring Hua Hua, his massage skills top-notch.
Feeling comfortable from the massage, Hua Hua opened his mouth and said, "Your hands are simply amazing, you can serve people, cook, and even give massages. I think your hands look like an artist’s; don’t tell you can also play the piano."
"Why do you think I shouldn’t be able to?" Ling Yin laughed, "A few years back, I hired a piano teacher and learned seriously for two years. Playing the piano can calm the mind. When you’re too young, it’s easy to be restless."
"Wow? You really can?" Hua Hua jumped up, "I especially admire n who can play with emotion; it’s incredibly charming. Too bad I can’t, nor do I have the patience to learn. If I could, my charm would definitely skyrocket."
"I’m not proficient, but I can occasionally play and fool others a bit," Ling Yin didn’t dare boast.
Hua Hua’s mouth ford an O-shape, "Don’t tell , you’re on the sa level as my little sister-in-law?"
"Your little sister-in-law?"
"That’s Chenxing. She’s been learning recently, and even though she plays quite average, she’s smug every day, so self-involved!" But not as self-involved as he is, if he learned even a little, sitting in front of a piano would definitely captivate thousands of n and won, haha.
Hua Hua quickly put on shoes, "I’m going to get dressed and take you sowhere. There’s a piano; you play for !"
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