But was it enough? Yi Ze licked his lips, answering "not enough" with his actions.

Of course it wasn't enough.

Yi Ze had the same feeling as the night before. When the cardboard-like body in his arms trembled, Yi Ze knew he had touched the switch of pleasure in Xia Duo's body, and like a mischievous child, he rubbed it one by one on purpose, admiring the pleasure on Xia Duo's face, which was twisted by the distension and pain.

Xia Duo finally couldn't stop his mouth from leaking out a silken moan, and his arms tried to push Yi Ze away, and then tried to wrap around him more tightly, resulting in one arm hanging tangled on Yi Ze's shoulder, and the other hand symbolically sandwiched between the two of them.

A mouth underneath constantly wants to welcome and reject, Yi Ze's desire is so full that it's hard to get rid of it, so he seeks more replenishment from above. Yi Ze's tongue tasted the salty corners of Xia Duo's eyes, nibbling at the pink lips, it wasn't enough, it had to go down, down to savour it. The position of the two people's movements are constantly changing, and there is never enough.

Xia Duo, Xia Duo.

Yi Ze cried out delicately. His lover tilted his head back and leaned against the bed, the two men's pillows padded under the waist, two hands fleeing as if grabbing everywhere, or put on the head of the bed, grasping the back of the hand veins are up, and the screams become like whimpering.

Yi Ze sensed that Xia Duo's state was not right, slowed down the rhythm, and wrapped the person into his arms. He touched Xia Duo's back, his sweat-soaked back was as cold as iron: "What's wrong?"

Xia Duo's expression grimaced as he bit his lower lip and didn't answer, as if he was desperately trying to hold back something, but his body was still moving with Yi Ze's slow jerks. Each tremor picked at the string in Yi Ze's heart.

Yi Ze touched his forehead, wiped away his dripping sweat, ruffled the black hair that stuck to his face, cupped his clear face, and wiped his thumbs on his lips that were about to see blood to pry open his teeth, "Don't hurt yourself, bite me."

Xia Duo's taut body slightly relaxed, obediently contained his two knuckles, but did not want to bite hard. The tongue that had been squeezed for space shrunk twice, but still inevitably licked Yi Ze's thumb wet. Attention was drawn away by the mouth above, the mouth below unconsciously relaxed a few points, and the two men's pubic bones completely pressed together.

The squeezing feeling of pleasure instantly rushed straight to Yi Ze's heavenly cap, his energy was not held back for a moment, and he diarrhoea.

夏铎渾身一陣痙攣，牙狠狠咬住伊澤的手指，底下腦袋，額頭用力抵在伊澤肩窩。

哦，對了，夏铎吃了藥，他在生病。

地球那位七十幾的正使可是直接昏倒過去了，夏铎是不是仗着年輕身體好，硬熬着？

“難受了就說呀，自己抗着做什麼。”伊澤慢慢後退，抱着夏铎躺好，扯了扯被子，裹好夏铎的一身紅痕。

現在才是“生病”的階段，等“病死”還要段時間。

夏铎搖搖頭，摟住伊澤的脖子。

伊澤一下一下摸着夏铎頭頂柔軟的頭發心想，果然還是得讓蘇瑪看看，能不能讓生病難受的副作用小一點。

合攏了窗簾的房間密不透光，白天也像黑夜，可黑夜終究早就結束了，歡愉來得真實，又空洞得像一場盛大的白日夢。

不是白日夢。伊澤想，地球的使團就要滾蛋了，爸爸還借安德魯的手催着想辦法把夏铎搞去什麼宇宙巡航，讨厭死了。

晚點找蘇瑪再确認一下，什麼時候可以把夏铎藏過去。或者，能不能提前安排好夏铎假死的屍體。

心裡盤算着，他摟着夏铎閉上眼睛，安心先睡覺。

這一覺直睡到了傍晚，電話鈴慌慌張張地響了。

伊澤好夢未完，本想卷起被子繼續睡，然而這沒眼力勁的鈴聲一聲接一聲地響個不聽。伊澤隻得鑽出被窩，煩躁地接起電話：“喂，你要是沒有十萬火急的事情，我以後一定天天半夜打電話騷擾你。”

電話那頭“哼”一聲：“你不接我這通電話，小心以後隻能孤枕難眠。”

“戈恩你自己單身還來咒我！”伊澤三分起床氣，七分耍無賴。

戈恩啧啧道：“是不是我咒你，要去問你爹。他聽說夏铎病了，專門派人接夏铎去你家的度假山莊養病。”

伊澤一下子從床上跳起來：“那不行！”

他摁開免提，急匆匆去衣櫃裡翻衣服。

“行不行的，你我說了都不算。你先前說有辦法把夏铎留下，是什麼辦法？我問摩根，她也推說不知道。”

原計劃是讓夏铎“病死”脫身，可現在他爹不給他機會了，怎麼辦？

“你幫我拖住我爹，我去蘇瑪那兒。兄弟下半輩子的幸福就靠你了。”伊澤說着，已經換好衣服了，夏铎也早被這電話的動靜吵醒，但他的衣服洗澡時被打濕了，還躺在浴室地闆上，根本沒法穿。

伊澤翻了套自己的衣服丢給他：“快，我們先跑出去，别的以後再說。”