Hundreds of ways for the protagonist to seduce cannon fodder

The skin under the lips feels a little cool.

……

Ten seconds later, Lu Dishu raised his head, wiped his lips, and asked Ji Qingyun: "Brother, is this okay?" His face was burning hot.

Fortunately, Ji Qingyun didn't laugh at him. He just stood in the mirror and looked at it, then clicked on another spot on his neck: "No, it's not in the right position, and the color is a bit light."

Lu Dishu: "!!!" He wanted to cry: "Brother! Why didn't you call me earlier!"

"But I saw that you were so fascinated...well" Ji Qingyun could only stop talking as his mouth was covered with his hands - he felt the itching of his hair rubbing against his cheeks.

This time I couldn’t tell how much time had passed. Lu Dishu felt that he was a little short of oxygen!

/Just left that place.

/The quiet room made a soft sound.

Lu Dishu wiped his lips and looked at Ji Qingyun: "Is it okay now...?" He glanced at the mark and it turned a little purple.

Lu Dishu frowned: "Brother, does it hurt?"

Ji Qingyun's expression didn't seem to change at all. He reached out and touched the mark: "It doesn't hurt. It's quite comfortable."

"..." On the one hand, Lu Dishu felt that what he said was amazing, and on the other hand, he felt happy. In the end, he could only cover his face: "Brother, I'm going back to the room."

Ji Qingyun glanced at his waist and said lightly: "Go back."

"Oh." Lu Dishu returned to the room. He lay quietly on the bed and stared at the ceiling for a while. Lu Dishu's head was still full of random thoughts. He took out his mobile phone and was about to play a few games until he heard his brother's voice again.

"Road Dictionary."

Lu Dishu had no choice but to go out, and then he found that his brother called him not from the room, but from the bathroom.

Lu Dictionary: "What are you doing, brother?"

Ji Qingyun's voice was trembling: "I'm scared, don't leave yet. Talk to me."

"Oh." Lu Dishu was used to it - sometimes Ji Qingyun would just say "he's afraid" even though Lu Dishu had never seen his brother afraid of anything in so many years.

He was accustomed to leaning against the bathroom wall and talking to Ji Qingyun: "Brother, what are you having for dinner?"

A boy's low voice came from the bathroom: "It depends on what you want to eat."

"Oh, then I want to eat carrots. By the way, aren't you iron deficient? You have to..."

"okay."

Ji Qingyun agreed that his tone was a bit wrong, but Lu Dishu was still a little familiar with this tone. Before he could think of it, the sound of pumping came from the bathroom. Lu Dishu didn't want to think about the sound problem anymore, so he walked over and asked Ji Qingyun:

"What are you afraid of?"

"Yeah." Ji Qingyun responded with a faint voice. Lu Dishu smelled a familiar smell in the voice. He raised his eyes and wanted to ask Ji Qingyun "Do you smell anything?" Then he found that Ji Qingyun's face was a little red. Lu Dishu was stunned, and then wanted to ask Ji Qingyun if he was a little hot. However, before he could ask the question, the sound of washing hands rang out. Lu Dishu's attention was diverted and he lowered his head.

The water flowed loudly, and the transparent water fell on Ji Qingyun's hand. Lu Dishu noticed that Ji Qingyun's palm was a little red.

Maybe it was brought out while carrying vegetables today.

Lu Dishu swallowed back his previous words and asked his brother with concern: "Brother, what's wrong with your hands? Did you carry them when you were carrying vegetables? I told you to tell me."

Ji Qingyun paused: "Yeah."

"Does it hurt?" Lu Dishu asked.

"Yeah." Ji Qingyun nodded.

Lu Dishu stood up and turned over the medicine. After getting the medicine, he sat back down and said, "Hand here."

Ji Qingyun paused for a moment, then raised his eyelids and glanced at Lu Dictionary. Lu Cishu was puzzled by this look and was suspicious when he saw Ji Qingyun put his hand on the dining table and said with his good voice: "Thank you Dictionary."

Hearing Ji Qingyun's words, Lu Dishu immediately put aside his doubts and concentrated on rubbing Ji Qingshu's hands. While doing so, he said, "Brother, if you can't lift it next time, let me do it."

There was an inexplicable smile on Ji Qingyun's lips: "How can you let the dictionary come? The dictionary doesn't want to."

Lu Dishu frowned and rubbed the medicine with his hand harder as punishment: "Why do you miss me so much? You are so good to me, but you said I won't help you without even calling me?"

The strength in his hand increased, but Ji Qingyun laughed muffledly. His other hand gently touched his lips: "Okay... ah..."

Lu Dishu felt something was wrong with the person in front of him, but in the end he couldn't tell what was wrong with him. The rubbed medicine was almost gone, and Lu Dishu let go of Ji Qingyun's hand.

Ji Qingyun put his other hand behind his back and asked the directions: "Are you going to your own room or mine?"

The rented house has two bedrooms, one facing the sun and the other facing the shade. Originally, Ji Qingyun wanted Lu Dishu to live on the sunny side, but how could the poor Lu Dishu agree? He himself lived on the shady side, so the light in his room would be much darker. .

Of course, his room is still very comfortable. However, Lu Dishu habitually liked to stick with Ji Qingyun on weekends, so he said without a second thought: "Go back to your room."

Ji Qingyun opened the door and took him into the bedroom. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he lay down on Ji Qingyun's bed with ease. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Ji Qingyun was working on the computer for a while, and then also lay down on the bed.

The bed was not big, so it was a bit crowded for two men to lie on it. Lu Dishu was originally holding the quilt on the bed, but as soon as Ji Qingyun came up, he simply clamped Ji Qingyun's legs with his legs, and then used his waist and abdomen to bring him towards him. Finally, she wrapped her arms around him and looked at his phone.

Ji Qingyun seemed a little confused and said "Huh?"

Lu Dishu hugged him tightly and covered his waist with the quilt: "Aren't you afraid of the cold? I'll hold you." The air conditioner was on in the room, and Ji Qingyun always liked to adjust the air conditioner to 18°.

Ji Qingyun wanted to laugh a little, but he restrained himself and said in a normal tone: "Oh."

The words were simple and the tone was flat. Seeing him like this, Lu Dishu couldn't help but lock Ji Qingyun in his arms harder - he hoped to hear Ji Qingyun call him!

/Don’t sound so hard.

However, Ji Qingyun insisted on remaining silent for the rest of his life, and Lu Dishu could only give up his thoughts and play on his mobile phone seriously.

When the afterglow of dusk shone in through the window, Ji Qingyun finally patted Lu Dishu's leg: "Move."

Lu Dishu looked up at him, and the next moment he lay back on the bed. Ji Qingyun felt funny, and he stretched out his hand to pull Lu Dishu: "Does your neck hurt?"

Lu Dishu nodded pitifully, and Ji Qingyun stretched out his hand to press his neck - even though his legs and hands were very sore after staying in the same position for almost three hours.

After rubbing it for a while, Lu Dishu said, "Okay, no need to rub it anymore." Ji Qingyun didn't listen and continued to tap Lu Dishu's exposed shoulder.

Afraid that he would be tired, Lu Dishu reached out to take Ji Qingyun's hand, and while pulling him, he gently squeezed Ji Qingyun's muscles to relax, and then he saw Ji Qingyun's expressions of "disbelief" and "shock" sight.

Lu Dishu: "???" He asked: "Brother, why do you look at me like that?"

When Ji Qingyun came back to his senses, he forced a smile: "It's okay." God knows how shocked he was when he felt Lu Dishu squeeze his hand. He originally thought that he was enlightened and interested in him, but it turned out that it was just like this...

Ji Qingyun got up and announced: "I'm going to cook."

Lu Dishu sat up in a hurry: "I'll accompany you." He followed Ji Qingyun to the kitchen, and then stood aside to help Ji Qingyun choose the vegetables.

When I lived with my adoptive parents, the two of them often worked together, so they had a tacit understanding when doing things.

Lu Dishu asked Ji Qingyun: "Brother, do you want to eat carrot cubes or carrot shreds?"

Ji Qingyun looked at him: "Can't I just eat it?"

"No."

"Alas." Ji Qingyun sighed and said helplessly: "Then the carrot cubes."

Lu Dishu agreed. The carrots were easy to cut. After Lu Dishu cut them a few times, he went to the living room to turn out the grapes and wash them. Then he stood aside and watched Ji Qingyun cook. When Ji Qingyun stopped moving his hands, he fed Ji Qingyun.

Ji Qingyun couldn't help but laugh while eating. Lu Dishu asked him: "Why are you laughing?"

Ji Qingyun deliberately rubbed his hand with her lips. After noticing that Lu Dishu quickly retracted his hand like a frightened bird, he asked him: "Do you look like Daji who fed King Zhou grapes?"

"I'm not Daji." Lu Dishu said.

Ji Qingyun's lips were stained with some color from the grapes, and now they looked extremely beautiful: "Except for the gender, they are quite similar."

Lu Dishu leaned against the door and raised his lips to look at him: "But the grapes Daji fed King Zhou were bad. I am different. The grapes I feed my brother are the biggest and sweetest."

Ji Qingyun couldn't help but snicker, and asked: "Where did you read it? Daji and King Zhou have such a good relationship."

Lu Digshu: "Hahahahaha I watched the short video... When I was acting, Daji fed bad grapes to King Zhou, and I filmed the good grapes by myself and ate them with everyone hahahaha... King Zhou said it." Lu Dishu didn't laugh. Now, he looked at Ji Qingyun. He had a pair of beautiful eyes. When he looked at people seriously, he seemed affectionate. Ji Qingyun's heart beat faster when he saw him, and he forgot to react for a moment.

Then he heard Lu Dishu's slow voice: "Brother, I am different. What I feed my brother is the best."