Looking up at the stars in 1946

Chapter 39

The summer nights in Northeast China are very cool, and the old man who looked after the house went home early.That night, Qisi had a social gathering, and planned to stay in the county that night, so he called Han Yan over early in the morning, so that he could warm up the kang at night.Who knew that he drank too much without paying attention, and as soon as he returned to the small courtyard, he hugged someone as soon as the door closed.Han Yan was a light drinker, and was soon drunk by the smell of alcohol all over Qi Si's body.In a daze, the front of the clothes opened, and the two hugged and entangled for a while, the pants were gone, and the lower body was naked, only Qi Si's two white and slender hands were walking on it.Han Yan sat on him with his legs spread apart, his lower body was naked, his coat was hanging on his arms so that he could not fall off, his hands were unconsciously wrapped around Qi Si's shoulders, soft groans leaked from his mouth from time to time.He pointed to the ground with his two toes stretched out, and rubbed his running body against Qi Si's lower abdomen again and again, making silent urging.

Qi Si really loves Han Yan's appearance so much. He looks ignorant of the world when he is wearing clothes, and he can swim in the water as soon as he takes off his clothes.Qi Si squinted his eyes, kissed Han Yan's chest and lower abdomen from top to bottom, and rubbed Han Yan's firm buttocks restlessly with both hands, scraping the secret hole in the middle with his fingertips from time to time.It was still tight there, although it was slightly moist, but it was still difficult to completely contain my own bulkiness.The memory of being pinched for the first time was too deep, Qi Si didn't dare to rush in rashly.It's a pity that there is no lubricating ointment at hand, and Qi Si is reluctant to let him go now, and he just puts him on the ground when his head gets hot.Han Yan was shocked by the ice on the floor, and his rationality turned around a little. Seeing that Qi Si's clothes were still in good condition, but he was almost naked, he felt a little ashamed and angry, and wanted to push Qi Si away.Unexpectedly, Qi Si grabbed his lifeline, and after rubbing it a few times, his eyes became blurred with tears, and he stared at Qi Si with a pair of round black eyes.

Feeling the softening of the person under him, Qi Si was very satisfied, and patted Han Yan's buttocks to make him turn around and kneel down.This posture is a bit embarrassing, and every time Qi Si uses this posture, he can always push it very deep, and in the end, Han Yan's soul often almost flies into the sky.It's just that now both of them are on the verge of breaking out, so they have no choice but to send it out.Han Yan still obeyed obediently, with all fours on the ground, his waist slumped, and his buttocks raised high, exposing the ecstasy secret acupoint in the middle, which opened and contracted with the master's breathing.

Qi Si saw that his mouth was dry, his head was a little dizzy at first, but now he was even more obsessed, and he didn't care about cleanliness anymore, so he licked it as soon as he lowered his head.

Han Yan was taken aback by the wet and warm touch behind him. Turning his head, he was so ashamed that tears fell, shaking his buttocks as if hiding.It's a pity that Qi Si's waist was pinched and he couldn't move.The tongue in the body is extremely smooth, and it quickly squeezed into the shy hole, hooked the tip of the tongue in the tunnel, licked, rotated, shuttled back and forth along the wall of the flesh, and licked the small hole until it was wet and soft Soft, until the person under him was playing with water up and down, and his hands and feet were weak, so Qi Si pulled down his trousers, and helped the clone that had been hard and purple for a long time to send it in.

Both of them snorted in delight.Maybe it's because Han Yan was licked just now, and Han Yan's body is so sensitive, especially the small mouth behind him, which comes and goes with Qi Si's movements. , waited on Qi Si to death, straightened his waist like a pile driver and beat non-stop, until Han Yan was panting and tearful, and he was sobbing soon Came out.

It's a pity that Qi Si got too drunk and became more patient. Han Yan shot, but he was still stiff and not in a hurry. He stood up and penetrated the cock deeply. Kissing, occasionally biting a hickey, licking, having fun.

After Han Yan ejaculated, he was a little soft-handed, and he felt a little uncomfortable being pressed by Qi Si like this, so he struggled and wanted to escape.Qi Si felt Han Yan's small movements, so he backed out.Both of them were doing physical exercises, not only their faces but also their bodies were sweating, and it was hot and slippery to the touch.

Qi Si guessed that Han Yan had finished resting, so he stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms again.Although Han Yan's frame has grown a lot, Qi Si is eight years older than him after all, so it is enough to hold him in his arms.Just as Han Yan hit the ground on all fours, Qi Si worked hard again, and his knees were a little red.Now being held in Qi Si's arms again, with his butt pressed against that evil root, he felt a little annoyed immediately, so he clenched his fist and beat Qi Si. If it was normal, Qi Si might have made Han Yan cry right away, but This time he was drunk, somehow, he actually smiled, and even shook Han Yan's hand that beat him just now, and put it to his lips for a kiss.He was handsome in his own right, and it was even more charming to act flirtatiously like this.Han Yan took a look and turned his face away, his ears were burning hot, and he was a little flustered.As for Qi Si, taking advantage of Han Yanzheng's distraction, he hit the hole with one shot and started a new round of conquest, and he proved by himself that "the fourth master's temperament is still a bit small", straight to the point. Fuck Han Yan until his parents can't call out.

The sun has risen so high that when people walk on the street, their shadows are almost shrunk into a small ball.Vendors on both sides of the street shouted one after another, selling the goods in front of their stalls.Han Yan thought that it would be a pity for his mother to go to the city so easily, so he asked his mother if there was anything she wanted to buy, and he took her there.

Han Yanniang was thinking about the red mark on the back of Han Yan's neck all the time, and thinking of the obscene words that the group said just now, her hands and feet were cold, so why would she be in the mood to buy something?It's just that she always loves her eldest son, even if she has thousands of questions in her heart, she will never choose this kind of time when people come and go.

"Ayan, mother... I didn't want to buy anything, I just thought about what the group of people said just now..." Han Yanniang said hesitantly.

"Mother! They just can't spit ivory out of their mouths, don't take it to heart." Han Yan immediately interrupted his mother's words, but his face was a little unnatural.

Han Yanniang looked at her son silently. Her temperament has always been soft and tough, and she has always played the role of a loving mother at home, but this does not mean that she is a foolish doting child. In fact, in the In terms of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, she has the meticulousness of a woman, and she can often find the root cause of things based on these clues.Therefore, after feeling the slight unnaturalness in Han Yan's tone and the dodge of his eyes, she confirmed some kind of suspicion almost instantly.

Han Yanniang tried her best to calm down her emotions, and said to Han Yan: "Ayan, come with me." While talking, she looked around for a remote corner and walked over.

Han Yan lowered his head and followed behind his mother.For some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief, as if something he had been waiting for for a long time finally happened.Although there was no one around, it was not a glorious thing after all. Han Yanniang still didn't dare to speak out, but her face was much more exposed than when she was on the street just now, and her eyes were a little red.

"Ayan, tell me the truth, what is your relationship with Fourth Master..."

Han Yan glanced at his mother, his face was a little pale, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it for a while.Did you say he was persecuted by Qi Si?But it's not like he didn't feel happy... Did he follow Qi Si voluntarily?But he couldn't help feeling disgusted with this relationship, because Qi Si treated him no better than a prostitute treats Yao Jie.At the beginning, Qi Si would order him to run errands, but when he arrived in the county, Qi Si never ordered Han Yan to work again. The two of them stayed together except to have sex, and there was almost no communication.And he also seems to have fallen into such an endless loop, when he didn't see Qi Si, he wished he would never see him again, and when the two of them got on the kang, they flew up happily, but when Qi Si finished and left, he again Unknowingly resent on.

Han Yan was very at a loss for his chaotic feelings. Fortunately, the winery usually had a lot of things to do, so he didn't have much energy to think wildly, otherwise he would have to be depressed to death.It's just that what he feels is the same thing, but it's hard to say it out, especially to his mother.

"Did he force you?" Han Yanniang asked again when her son didn't speak.

Han Yan said it was wrong, and it was wrong to say no, so he could only lower his head and look at the shoes under his feet.

However, Han Yanniang suddenly understood, and couldn't help saying bitterly: "I knew it! At first I thought he was a good man, unlike his old man... Now it seems that he is worse than his old man!"

Seeing his mother crying sadly, Han Yan quickly comforted him: "Mother, don't cry! This, this matter is not what you think!" Although he always secretly scolded Qi Si for being a beast, when he heard his My mother still felt a little uncomfortable when she said that.

"Mother, fourth master, he didn't force me, I did everything voluntarily." Han Yan gritted his teeth, and finally said this sentence.

Han Yanniang froze as if struck by lightning.

"Say it again?" Han Yanniang asked in disbelief.

Han Yan pursed his lips, a little afraid to look at his mother's face, but he said it again: "Fourth Master didn't force me, I followed him voluntarily."

Tears welled up in Han Yanniang's eyes, and as soon as she raised her hand, she slapped her across the face.Han Yan's face was turned to one side with a "slap!", and immediately became red and swollen.

In my impression, this was the first time Han Yan was beaten by his mother.The pain caused by this slap burned from Han Yan's face all the way to his heart, and the grievance, sadness and hesitation he received from Qisi's side, as well as the silent forbearance for his family, at this moment seemed to be pouring out like a flood that broke the embankment. out.

Han Yan's eyes filled with tears.

A sparrow flew overhead, chirping and chirping cheerfully.The sky was clear and clear, and the sun was scorching, passing through the gaps in the branches of the elm trees, casting bright spots on the ground.Occasionally, a breeze blows by, and the shadow of the tree shakes, with the sound of "唦唦唦".

However, Han Yan and his mother were standing in a corner surrounded by walls on three sides. There was no light, no trees, and no sound at all.There was only a pair of mother and son who looked at each other silently and wept.

Han Yan has always been soft-hearted towards his family. Seeing his mother crying so sadly, he hurriedly begged for a handkerchief to wipe her face, and begged: "Mother, don't cry, I feel bad when you cry..."

Han Yanniang looked at her son, half of her face was swollen, and she wanted to comfort herself, feeling sad and regretful, thinking of what difficulties her child might have, she asked, "Son, why are you so overwhelmed? Do you want to do it?" This kind of thing?"

Han Yan looked at her mother, with a flowing light in his eyes, and his peach blossom eyes were imperceptibly fragile and sentimental because of the washing of tears. He opened his mouth and said after a while: "Mother, I will tell you about this later. Can you do it? Now is not the time."

Han Yanniang wanted to ask again, but when she saw her son's painful and embarrassed expression, she silently closed her mouth again.From childhood to adulthood, Han Yan has always been the child she can rest assured of the most. He is sensible and well-behaved early, and he has always only shared the burden for his parents, let alone making his mother sad.There must be a reason for doing such an outrageous thing now.When Han Yanniang thought of this, she regretted the slap she just slapped.

Seeing that his mother had calmed down, Han Yan's tone became more relaxed, and he quickly said, "Mother, can you keep this matter a secret? Don't let your father and siblings know, I'm afraid they will worry."

Han Yanniang was silent for a while before asking: "Then what are you going to do? Are you going to be with Fourth Master forever?"

"How is that possible!" Han Yan replied almost without thinking, "When the time comes, Fourth Master will naturally let me go."

Only then did Han Yanniang feel a little relieved, thinking about it, there are not men without second chairs in the village, and they don't care who hangs out with whom all the time, and finally those who have money and land ask their wives to give birth to babies.Thinking of this, Han Yanniang finally felt relieved, but she couldn't help feeling sorry for her son being ruined like this, so she couldn't help scolding Qi Si bloody again.

The mother and son were relieved, and their mood calmed down a lot.As soon as his complexion recovered, Han Yan took his mother to the city gate to retrieve the village's carriage.It happened that there was a coachman who was going to pass Yuanmaotun with a batch of goods. He thought that it would be good to make more money since he was on the way, so he accepted Han Yan's commission.The mother and son whispered a lot of caring words, and then got into the carriage back to Yuanmaotun under the urging of the coachman.