我在無限遊戲裡封神 (Eng)

Extra: Living Together

6am.

Bai Liu was half asleep when the person next to him kissed him from the neckline, he was not fully conscious, but in his drowsiness he opened his arms lazily around the back of his neck and touched it, and kissed him naturally with his eyes closed.

The other man rises, clamps one hand around Bai Liu's slender wrist up against the bedside table, his body sinking oppressively against Bai Liu, who is kissing him, the other hand pressed through the hem of Bai Liu's loosened blouse.

"It's a little ticklish." Bai Liu opened his voice with the slight muffled sound of still sleep, "What time is it?"

The man was breathing slightly sharply, but his voice was still steady as he replied, "Six eleven."

"I'm not working today." Bai Liu finally narrows his eyes slightly, and his hand slides down his back, pressing against the other man's firm shoulder blade back muscles with a very soft gasp, "Want to do it?"

There was a pause on the other side: "To."

Bai Liu laughed lightly as he sat up on his haunches, simply removing his shirt from the bottom to the top and dropping it to the foot of the bed, then taking two steps forward on his knees and half sitting on the other man's coiled knees, dropping his eyes and holding him in a light touch kiss.

Bai Liu's wide hands slid upwards against Bai Liu's waist, and Bai Liu squinted slightly as his feet curled up on either side of his opponent's waist and wrapped around his waist.

Bai Liu with a drowsy and dark voice said, "This pose again ......"

"You really like this position."

Bai Liu lifted the back of his neck, the other man buried himself in the crook of Bai Liu's shoulder, his whole body holding Bai Liu tightly in his arms, his voice muffled, "This way I can touch you the most."

"It's negative contact, this depth of contact." Bai Liu found it funny, and he did laugh out loud with a gasp, lifting his hand to touch the side of the other man's face, lowering his head to meet the other man in a kiss, his eyes trembling as they fell, "And you care about contact area."

"Childish."

9.30am.

Bai Liu wiped his hair and emerged from the bathroom, shaking his head sideways to shake the water from his ears and wiping it on the towel hanging loosely over his back, lifting his eyes to see smoke coming from his kitchen.

Spades, who had just finished his bath, was crouched outside the smoky kitchen wearing a $30 black cotton vest that Bai Liu had bought, like a large dog that had gotten into trouble and didn't know how to take responsibility.

Bai Liu quickly pulled off the towel hanging from his back and covered Spades' smoke-blackened face: "I just got out of the shower, don't get me dirty."

Spades, with his face fully resting against the towel in Bai Liu's hand, gave a jarring ooh, but his body still fell honestly towards Bai Liu.

Bai Liu held on for ten seconds and gave up, he let go of the towel.

Spades, hung with smoky stuff, was affixed to a freshly showered Bai Liu as expected, with a slightly aggravated tone: "The kitchen is exploding again."

"What did you do again?" Bai Liu, taking it for granted, dragged the large lizard pendant hanging from his back towards the kitchen and walked into the kitchen, "Microwaving Mu Sicheng's motorbike helmet?"

"No." Spades eyes wandered subtly, "...... You and I said the helmet wasn't edible."

"Hmm." Bai Liu lifted the lid of the pot and a strange pungent smell hit him, he raised an eyebrow at the blackened mess in the pot, "This is Tang Erda's belt, isn't it?"