Chapter 5： cover your eyes (2/2)

I have to say that the young man in front of him has a pair of beautiful peach eyes.

It is said that men with peach blossom eyes are the most affectionate.

But the black-haired youth in front of him has absolutely nothing to do with the word ”poor affection”.

The young man is always smiling and never angry, as if he can accommodate everything.

He Yang looked at the pair of peach blossom eyes, slowly reached out and untied his tie.

Then-

Covering those peach blossom eyes with a tie.

Xu Chengyan opened his eyes, his field of vision was almost dark, only a faint light appeared in the gap of his tie.

The ambiguity in the room became more and more intense.

Xu Chengyan stretched out his hand and hugged the man's shoulder tightly, his fingertips unknowingly leaving scratches on it.

Even if you can't see it with your eyes, as long as you smell the familiar breath on the man, you will feel at ease.

Xu Chengyan closed his eyes, felt the man's movements, and suddenly shouted, ”Sir—”

”Can the tie be taken off?”

He Yang's movements stopped, he didn't speak, he just leaned over and untied his tie.

Xu Chengyan opened his eyes, and because he had been covering his eyes just now, he was not used to the bright light in the room for a while, so he could only see a blurred figure of a man.

And Xu Chengyan didn't have time to adapt to the light, and his body was turned over.

He Yang pressed against the young man's back, lowered his head and bit on the young man's shoulder.

Until the end of the affair, Xu Chengyan was still lying on his stomach.

Xu Chengyan buried his face in the pillow, and was still breathing slowly.

There was a rustling sound next to him, Xu Chengyan looked over and saw that it was a man wearing clothes.

He Yang casually put on his shirt, got up and left.

Xu Chengyan looked at the man's figure and listened to the footsteps that were getting further and further away, then slowly got up, went to the bathroom, and cleaned up by himself.

He's used to it.

I am used to the fact that the husband always likes to cover his eyes, and I am used to the fact that the husband never stays warm after an affair.

It's been like this for the past five years, it doesn't matter.

It was only occasionally that when the two were intimate on the bed, he would also want to take a look at Mr.

I want to see Mr.'s face.

A very simple little wish, but it has never been able to come true.