From Body to Love - Chapter 56

“Aunt Zhang, has Meng Fu read these newspapers?” Gu Ze recalled that he read the news in the newspaper for breakfast and questioned Aunt Zhang.

“Mr. Meng read some newspapers yesterday.”

“OK, you go down.”

Meng Fu read these newspapers, that is to say, Meng Fu knew the news, but Meng Fu acted as if he didn’t know anything in front of him.

No, Meng Fu doesn’t have to show anything on purpose. Except that Meng Fu will beg for mercy and cry pain in bed, he is so gentle and light.

He is used to burying his pain in his stomach. Will this person be sad?

Gu Ze opened the door of his study. Sure enough, Meng Fu sat in his chair and took notes carefully.

As soon as the door opened, Meng Fu stood up like a frightened man, drooping his eyelids as before.

“Meng Fu, did you see the news?”

“Yes.”

“The news said…” Meng Fu, is what Zhou Weiguo said true? Are you a bitch that everyone can fuck in prison? However, why would you ask the doctor how not to hurt?

Which is true and which is false?

“That’s not me. Mr. Gu, I’ve been here all the time. I didn’t go out. ” He interrupted Guze and explained. After a pause, he added, “it’s strange to have such a report. The man in the picture looks like me.”

Gu Ze recalled the boy because of the sound of Liang Zong’s mouth and biting his lip from his throat.

“That’s not you. Yes, that’s not you. ”

Meng Fu thought this was a irony, “Mr. Gu also thinks it’s me, I know.” In Guze’s eyes, isn’t he a homosexual / sexual lover?

“No, I know it’s not you. Meng Fu, are you sad? I saw the news like that. ”

“… I deserve it.” Why not sad? Trampled, blamed, pressed in the smelly ditch. Guze, when you ask this, does it mean that you already know it, or did you design it? Drag me into a more nameless abyss, unwilling to die, and live like hell.

Gu Ze felt a tingling pain in his heart. Meng Fu said he deserved it. He took a step closer to him.

Each other’s breathing began to intertwine.

Meng Fu intuition, what does Guze want to do, do you want to interface? No, he didn’t want to recall the feeling of entanglement with Guze’s lips and tongue. No, Guze gradually lowered his head and stroked his neck with his cool hand.

He shuddered.

Meng Fu, bear it, Meng Fu, bear everything.

He told himself.

“Meng Fu, what was your expression when you did it?” The heavy voice and the figure of the boy biting his lips are all around his mind. Meng Fu, what about you?

What will happen to you?

Your face is always buried in the pillow.

“Huh?”

Guze, Mr. Gu, please, don’t ask me such an inexplicable question again. What are you trying to verify?

“Yes, how can you see your expression when you do it?”

However, Meng Fu, I’ve been crazy all day thinking about your expression. What will it be like?

“Mr. Gu…”

“Meng Fu, have any other men ever been to you? In prison. ”

The topic became more and more embarrassing, “No.”

How many times does he have to say this? He asked before and now. The pain he inflicted was like an indelible scar.

His hand stroked the skin of his neck, such as a good blue and white porcelain,

The retreating step touched the chair, and he decided, “Mr. Gu, if you want to do it, just do it directly.” As before, without more words, he took off his clothes and lay on his stomach. After venting, he left with a few more sarcasm.

Guze’s heart followed a burst of pain. Meng Fu, Meng Fu, this is our relationship. What kind of relationship can we have?

He pressed him on the shelf.

There is a row of books behind.

The words pressed on Meng Fu’s ears, deep as water, “Meng Fu, why are you? Why did you hit the rain, why did you… ”

“Sorry.”

Meandering through his fingers, Meng Fu’s skin has small particles. I don’t know whether it’s because of fear or nausea.

Suddenly, Guze’s lips stuck to his neck, stopped for two seconds, and stretched out his tongue to lick.

“Mr. Gu, I’ll go back to my room first.” Meng Fu stretched out his hand, pushed Gu Ze away and hurried out of the study.

Guze leaned against the bookshelf and touched his lips.

After a while, he went to his room.

The man had taken off his clothes and saw Guze come in. He was slow, but he knelt down on the bed without hesitation.

He lifted his waist, but turned him over and faced him.

Meng Fu’s eyes slipped with surprise, “Mr. Gu.”

Gu Ze leaned over, his eyes were cold and painful. Without saying a word, he stretched out his tongue to taste the fragrance of his neck.

“Mr. Gu.” Meng Fu averted, “just do it.”

Gu Ze was stunned. He would push Gu Ze away and want to kneel down on the bed again. Before he started to move, Guze fished him and lay him on his back again.

The big hand, along his waist, stroked his clear ribs like a snake and jumped up slowly. The action was soft, as soft as an illusion.

Meng Fu felt more tortured than before. He brushed Gu Ze’s hand again. “Mr. Gu, do it directly.”

The cool hand in mid air was addicted, and he stroked it again. This time, he stroked his red tassel, light pink, tempting and unaware.

“Mr. Gu.” Meng Fu reached out and grabbed Gu Ze’s wrist. There was a wet light in his eyes, “don’t do this.”

Breathing more and more heavy, unable to suppress the desire, Gu zeding looked at Meng Fu, “isn’t that good?”

“Is this a new torture?”

“……”

“I still hurt like that. Just do it.”

“……”

Seeing that Guze didn’t speak, he thought that Guze agreed with him. He was ready to get up and kneel down again. Before he moved, Guze shook his wrist and pressed it on his head.

He leaned over and put his mouth on the small red tassel on his chest.

“No, Mr. Gu, I’m wrong, I’m wrong.” With a flustered plea for mercy.

But the mouth became hotter and hotter. Scratch it with the tip of your tongue and bite it gently with your teeth until the red tassel stood up. Not enough, the lips tossed and turned, slowly upward, happy.

“Mr. Gu, I was wrong.”

With a slight struggle, he had a strange feeling. He just wanted to escape and resist instinctively.

Gu Ze turned a deaf ear to him and just refused him. He seemed to knead Meng Fu into his body and wanted to hear Meng Fu’s soft chant.

The struggle was more intense. His wrist was pressed on his head. He wanted to pull it back, but Guze was bound with strength, and the pain came from the other wrist wrapped in gauze.

He had to use his injured wrist to push back Guze, “Mr. Gu, don’t do this…”