58、拿我当小鸭子？ ...
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是帅的，这一刻的赵奇是帅的，荷尔蒙爆棚的那种帅。
虽然脑子里告诉自己不能去，但是还有另外的一种声音蛊惑着他，过去，走过去。
最后脑子输了，向阳还是迈开了脚步。
大概离赵奇还有两三步远的距离，向阳就被突如其来的一股力量拉了过去。
等回过神来时，他已经跨坐在赵奇的腿上了，而赵奇的气息近在咫尺。
赵奇一只手掐着向阳的后脖颈，一只手掐着向阳的后腰，把他牢牢地固定在那里。
巨大的压迫感袭来，向阳感觉有点复杂，有点害怕，还有一丝，期待？
赵奇仰着头，向阳被迫低着头，鼻尖对鼻尖的距离又对视了一秒，赵奇的吻就落了下来。
急切的，极具侵略性的吻，撬开向阳的齿关一路攻城掠地，卷走他所有的气息，毫不怜惜。
清醒的沉沦，向阳在脑子一片混沌中突然想起这句话。
算了，那就沉沦。
没有再拒绝，向阳试着回应，手抚上赵奇的脸，很快接受了他的热情。
赵奇像得到鼓励似的，不再满足于这点微火。
Then, while kissing, I let go of the hand holding Xiangyang's neck, reached into the bathrobe, swam from Xiangyang's neck to his back, rubbed his waist down his spine, and held his buttocks down.
Zhao Qi had been thinking about this place for a long time, and now he finally had it in his hands.
I don't know whether Xiang Yang's uniform is particularly good-looking, but Zhao Qi likes it very much.
Since you got it, where is it easy to let it go?
The dough should be made the way it is made.
The other hand let go of the sun-facing back of the waist, came around to the front and felt up from the abdomen, stopping at the heart to scratch the sensitive red bean.
Xiang Yang gasped and instinctively backed away, but Zhao Qi's hand holding his buttock in front of him hit Zhao Qi squarely on the chest.
Zhao Qi left his sunny lips and watched him stare and gasp, laughing faintly.
He put a kiss on Xiang Yang's face, kissed his eyes, breathed softly into his ear, and said, "sir, don't move."
It's a hooligan thing.
The sun did not move. He did not dare to move. He had felt the hot thing against his buttocks.
He blushed partly because of Zhao Qi and partly because of himself.
Xiang Yang suddenly sighed that he was a twenty-six-year-old man who had lost face in front of his younger brother today.
As if he knew what Xiang Yang was thinking, Zhao Qi kissed him again. This time, he kissed him very gently.
One hand wrapped around Xiangyang's waist to keep him from breaking free, and one reached under the hem of his bathrobe to open Xiangyang's last guard.
Xiangyang struggled for a moment, but Zhao Qi said "good" to calm him down.
Zhao Qi was in control of the whole situation. Zhao Qi's smile deepened and he could not help but attack the sensitive spot he had just found. Xiang Yang almost began to cry and could not stop shaking.
"It's very nice."
"Said Zhao Qi, leaning against his sunny ear.
Xiangyang lay on Zhao Qi's shoulder and could hardly speak a complete sentence.
"Zhao Qi, you, this, mixed, bastard."
Seeing that Xiangyang still had the heart and mouth to scold him, Zhao Qi shook Xiangyang and was satisfied to hear a cry of surprise and worked harder.
Xiang Yang could not stand Zhao Qi's torment, and soon he was in his hands, gasping for breath.
It's so sexy.
向阳动情的反应像钩子钩着赵奇一样，他的耐心似乎到了极限，没有顾及向阳还在余韵中手就迫不及待向后探去。
向阳拉住他不安分的手，恢复了一丝理智:“不行。”
赵奇并不听，拨开向阳的手又被向阳拉住。
“不行。”
赵奇试了几次都被阻止，似有点恼怒，嘲讽地说:“爽的不是你？刚才这么骚，这会儿装什么清高？”
话音刚落，一声清脆的巴掌声在房中响起。
“拿我当你玩的小鸭子是吗？”
赵奇被扇得有点懵，直到向阳从他身上起来，拿上衣服砰地甩门离开，赵奇才反应过来。
向阳是个很正派的人，还是个很骄傲的人，接受不了这样的浑话。
赵奇冷静下来点了支烟，想明白向阳如果真不愿意，要挣扎也不是挣扎不开，明显是害羞的欲拒还迎。
他心太急不愿等，又嘴贱说了那么一句浑话伤人自尊，倒也不怪向阳生气。
只是向阳那句话，怕是误会他了。
什么小鸭子，他赵奇从来不玩，又怎么可能把向阳当小鸭子呢？
不过是刚出浴的向阳太诱人，他一时间下半身代替脑袋去思考，太心急没有考虑到向阳的感受。
赵奇还在愣神，袁维因发了条消息过来:我先把向阳送回去，你明天把皇甫捎回来吧。
啧，看到消息赵奇皱眉，向阳真生气了？
这大半夜也非要走？
麻烦了。
向阳从房间出来后是很生气。
本来就觉得赵奇在这事上表现得太过老练，像久经沙场，又听赵奇说了那么一句不堪入耳的话，当下就觉得自己在赵奇手里像个玩物。
这些天不过是赵奇无聊时玩的小游戏而已，跟以前他追过小鸭子也差不多，自己还没脸地往上贴。
站在山庄门口平复了一下心情，向阳琢磨着先往下走走，要是遇到下山的车就搭个顺风车回去，没遇到就一直走，以前在部队也不是没有半夜拉练过。
反正让他在这里等天亮了赵奇送他，他是不肯的。
还没走几步呢，就遇到袁维因从外边回来叫住了他:“向阳？你在这儿干嘛？”
“哦，我散散步。”
那总不能说实话吧。
要不怎么说袁维因是个人精呢，他看出向阳这会儿情绪不太好，一下子就猜出是跟赵奇有关。
闹别扭了吧，这大半夜的，也是气极了才能这会儿出来。
“我临时有点事要办，现在得回去，你要不要跟我一起回去？不然明天加上皇甫的话，赵奇的车有点挤了。”袁维因抛出话来问。
“嗯，好。正好我也得上班，怕来不及。”
向阳也不是不知道袁维因看出来了，他好心帮忙，又很会说话，向阳没有理由拒绝。
赵奇身边还真有好人呢。
也不能这么说，好像除了赵奇，人都挺好的。
向阳还在气头上。
袁维因一路上都在和向阳聊天，但聊的都是车或者新闻，国际局势之类的东西，丝毫没有提到赵奇，也没问向阳一些私人问题。
这种聊天让向阳轻松愉悦，不知不觉间就放松了心情，不再处于生气的情绪里。
这个人真不简单，向阳对此评价。
那边赵奇试着给向阳发微信的时候就发现自己被拉黑了，毫无疑问，电话也是。
动作真快。
这好不容易得来的联系方式就这么没用了。
早知道今天晚上不喝酒了，喝酒误事。
赵奇挺后悔的，要是不喝酒，脑子清醒一点，说不准能忍住不对向阳动手，要是没忍住这会儿也能开车出去追一追。
现下唯一一个没喝酒的袁维因拉着向阳跑了，没法儿追啊。
舒醒倒是没喝酒，人家不会开车啊！会开没成年也没驾照，也不行。
死局！
赵奇默默地给袁维因回了条微信:把他安全送到家。
那还能怎么办呢！
再想办法道歉呗！谁让自己嘴贱。
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