Midsummer of Eden

When Zhang Haiyin returned home, the room was pitch black.She turned on the light, and the food on the table was covered with plastic wrap, untouched.The rice in the rice cooker was still warm, but the two of them didn't know where to go.

Usually at this time, Zhang Chi would watch TV at home or surf the Internet.

The old lady was a little puzzled.While taking off his coat and going upstairs, he called Zhang Chi's name, came to his bedroom and knocked.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear something moving in front of the window, like a crashing sound.

But before she could open the window to see the situation, Zhang Chi opened the bedroom door and poked out half of his face.His hair was disheveled, his clothes were wrinkled, and he looked very ugly.

"What are you doing?" The old lady was amused seeing him like this, thinking that she was still a bluffing child after all, "I didn't eat anything, so I should think something happened. What about Jueming? Neither of you Have a meal?"

"Ah, that..." Zhang Chi's voice became hoarse as soon as he opened his mouth. He coughed twice, "He's not feeling well today. When I went to call him, he said he didn't want to eat."

"What about you? Why didn't you eat?"

"I wanted to wait for him, but I fell asleep while waiting." He cleared his throat more deliberately.

"Don't come here, what do you usually look like at this time? You are not happy when I tell you to sleep." The old lady stretched out her hand and tugged at Zhang Chi's ears, "You, don't come up with another bad idea. .Okay, I'll take the food, since you're sleepy, go to bed earlier."

It was raining heavily today, and she should have come back earlier, but her friend drove her away, and she felt it was dangerous, so she simply waited until the rain was small before going back.

Now, indeed, it was time to sleep.

The old lady was about to go down, Zhang Chi ran to the first floor a few steps ahead of him, and neatly cleaned up the things on the table.

There was a layer of sweat on his body that hadn't faded away.It's not tense, but it hasn't faded just now.

Zhang Chi puts some of the meals in the refrigerator and puts the rest on trays separately.It seems that they want to send it to Yin Jueming next door.

"Didn't it mean that he was unwell and didn't want to eat? How is his health, is there no major problem?" The old lady wondered again behind her.

"It's okay, I guess it's a bit of heat stroke. I gave him medicine just now. He doesn't go to bed early, he's sick again, and if he wakes up in the middle of the night, he feels uncomfortable and hungry." Zhang Chi said panickedly without changing his expression, and took the meal Pan hurriedly put on his shoes, "I'd better leave some for him in the kitchen."

"It's true if you say so. Living alone, and getting sick in the middle of the night..." The old lady thought about it, and simply waved her hand to Zhang Chi, "Why don't you sleep over there tonight and ask him if he would like to, I can take care of it at night. There are mattresses in the attic cabinet."

Zhang Chi's back paused.

The old lady still thought he was unwilling: "Go, go, take care of it."

Zhang Chi responded in a low voice, and went out with the dinner tray.

When he came to Yin Jueming's half room, he took the lead in warming up the food.Considering Yin Jueming's current situation, he still brought the food to the bedroom.

Pushing open the door, Yin Jueming was sleeping wrapped in a quilt at this time, his breathing fluctuated slightly, and he looked exhausted.

Maybe he didn't sleep too soundly. As soon as Zhang Chi pushed the door, Yin Jueming woke up.

The spring in the corners of the eyes and eyebrows has not dissipated, and the voice is even hoarse: "Grandma is back?"

"Hmm." Zhang Chi couldn't see his face very clearly in the dark, he put the dinner plate on the bedside table, and stretched out his hand to push Yin Jueming's sweaty hair aside, "I said you were sick, but she said let me take care of you. "

Yin Jueming smiled slightly: "You take care of me? The more you 'take care' of me, the worse the situation will be, right?"

The two of them were doing crazy just now. First they had an orgasm on the bed, and then he was fucked sideways by Zhang Chi for a long time, and finally rolled to the edge of the bed. Take control and fuck it from the front.Because of too much force, he finally fell under the bed, Zhang Chi simply rolled under the bed with him, and the two of them were lingering on the carpet beside the bed.

At the end, Yin Jueming could hardly utter a sound. The sweat and semen all over his body mixed with the rose hand cream, giving off a rich and seductive breath.For Zhang Chi, it is comparable to a good aphrodisiac, almost non-stop.

His back was a little sore from the carpet, so Zhang Chi picked him up and put him on the table where he usually wrote scripts. Standing on the table, he pinched his waist and fucked him.Yin Jueming turned his head and even saw his handwritten manuscript "Garden of Eden" beside him.For him, the desk is more like a sacred and inviolable domain when working, but at this moment, he is being violated in his own domain.

Yin Jueming was fucked and cummed by him once on the desk, and then carried to the attic to fuck.

In that secluded and romantic small space, the windows on both sides are wide open, and the night rain pours in non-stop. The breath of rain and the cool air flow through the attic, which makes Yin Jueming feel ashamed and happy to be exposed to the world and have sex. feel.

Zhang Chi seems to have unlimited energy, various postures, and various corners. I don't know how long he thought about this moment before, but judging from his current appearance, it seems that he can finally implement all the plans in his mind.

In the end, Yin Jueming was carried down from the attic by Zhang Chi. He was weak and limp, and completely lost his composure.

When he thought that Zhang Chi had finally discovered his conscience, Ken mercifully carried him to the bathroom to take a bath, but he couldn't hold back again during the cleaning process. Yin Jueming was pressed in the bathtub, and the water from the shower was poured on his back, and he was beaten by others. Pressing the waist, I entered again from behind.The water in the bathtub accumulated less and became more, and when the action was intense, it swayed with the two people making love, and splashed rhythmically on the tiled floor.

The moment the climax came, Yin Jueming lost his strength and sank into the water, completely fucked from top to bottom.

Zhang Chi fished him out, broke his face, and asked him to kiss him.

In the end, Yin Jueming was a little confused, and his body was subconsciously pursuing endless pleasure and joy. As for when it ended, he couldn't remember.

When he woke up again, his body was comfortably nestled under the quilt.His knees were a little red, and it looked like the skin was worn out.

Zhang Chi was holding a bottle of medicine, squatting beside the bed, looking worried about how to carefully apply the medicine without waking him up.

The scratch on his knee, against the white and straight calf, looked very charming, Yin Jueming even stretched it out on purpose, and stretched it out in front of Zhang Chi to show him.

The voice was even more hoarse: "Hey, look, who did it?"

Like a kiss to a child who made a mistake.

No matter how thick-skinned Zhang Chi was, he couldn't stand Yin Jueming's teasing, he turned his face away uncomfortably, and the back of his ears turned red.

Yin Jueming touched his earlobe amusedly, and was about to speak, when the old lady's voice from next door suddenly called Zhang Chi...

Yin Jueming rolled over, wrapped himself in the quilt, and fell asleep in a daze.

No matter how awake you are, even now, Zhang Chi came with the food, looking a little guilty. After thinking about waking up, he knew that he had gone too much: "Dinner...are you hungry? Now, I'll heat it up for you and bring the soup , would you like to eat something now?"

I didn't feel it just now, but now that I've calmed down, apart from being sore and sleepy, Yin Jueming is indeed hungry.Usually he stopped eating after eight o'clock, but now he desperately needed to replenish his strength and reward his appetite.It's interesting to say that other people satisfy their appetites and then their sexual desires. They just ignored their hunger just after going crazy.

Yin Jueming sat up, and the quilt slipped off his shoulders, revealing the mess all over his body.

Zhang Chi leaned over, kissed him on the forehead, watched the man start to eat, turned around and went out, and after a while came over with a bowl of white rice, and ate with Yin Jueming under the dim lamp.

At the moment of the window, the small cactus, the originally dry soil was completely irrigated by a rain, and even the soil was submerged.

When going to bed that night, Zhang Chi didn't really go to the attic to move another set of bedding, but carefully lay on the outer edge of the bed.

Yin Jueming acquiesced that Zhang Chi shared the same bed with him, and pulled out the edge of the quilt to share with him.

In fact, the current day, although there is a cool breeze, it is still a bit hot.

Zhang Chi has always had a hot body, as if he could be steaming.He hugged Yin Jueming's waist from behind, buried him on his neck and kissed him.

The aroma of roses has not dissipated yet.

In the middle of the night, Yin Jueming was in a daze, as if he felt a little cold, he turned around and rubbed into Zhang Chi's arms, leaning on his hot chest, feeling relieved.

On the second day, Yin Jueming did not come down on time.

Only Zhang Chi came down to eat the breakfast made by Zhang Haiyin.

The old lady asked about Yin Jueming's situation, and Zhang Chi only said that he woke up to eat last night and didn't fall asleep afterwards, so he probably just catches up on sleep now.As for how your body is doing, it seems that hi is fine.

The old lady felt relieved, and asked Zhang Chi to deliver breakfast to Yin Jueming.

Even if she didn't have to say it, Zhang Chi would naturally do it.

Yin Jueming was drowsy, the joy of last night was exchanged for the exhaustion of his bones today, he slept soundly, and he didn't want to wake up.

Zhang Chi stayed in Yin Jueming's room, flipping through the books he borrowed from the old lady, and reading his annotations in pencil.He couldn't understand some of the comments, while others found them interesting.

Unknowingly, it stayed for a long time.

Zhang Chi didn't put down his book until he vaguely heard someone calling him in the garden, and poked his head out.

It turned out that Xue Mingzhu was looking for him, but he was not in the house. Xue Mingzhu couldn't knock on Yin Jueming's door directly, so he ran to the backyard to call him.

"what's up?"

"Brother Zhang, did you forget? Today my dad told you to order a bookshelf, and I will measure the size at home today!"

When Zhang Chi thought about it, there was indeed such a thing.Usually, once you arrive at the workshop, you will not forget it after reading the schedule, but today he didn't go.

"What's the matter with you? Grandma said you were at brother Jueming's place. I waited for a long time, but you didn't come out." Xue Mingzhu looked upstairs with her hips crossed, "Is brother Jueming sick?"

"He's a little unwell...I'll be right here."

The two shouted back and forth like this, although Zhang Chi's voice was as quiet as possible, but Yin Jueming was awake after all.

But he didn't make a sound, just looked at Zhang Chi quietly.His eyes were wet, as if the tide from last night hadn't receded.

Zhang Chi then closed the doors and windows, and went over to give Yin Jueming a lingering wake-up kiss.

"Breakfast is still hot on the dining table downstairs for you. Or turn it on in the microwave. Is it okay for you to be alone?" He hesitated as he spoke. It seemed that he was hesitating whether to postpone the work.

"Have a job?" Yin Jueming asked.

"Yeah." He said again, "I told him, I'll be there later."

"No, I have to write something, don't bother me."

Zhang Chi walked up to him, looked carefully at the look in Yin Jueming's eyes, trying to see what was going on in his heart.

Yin Jueming smiled and stretched out a hand from under the quilt.

Zhang Chi went over to hold Yin Jueming's hand, bent down and lowered his head, and gently kissed the back of his hand, like a gentleman.

Zhang Chi's physique is tall, and there is a contrast between doing such movements and gentle movements, just like the romance of a tiger sniffing a rose.

After Zhang Chi left, Yin Jueming crawled out from the mattress.

He was wearing a coat, and opposite the bed was a full-length mirror.Standing in front of the mirror, Yin Jueming pushed his coat off his shoulders and stood naked in front of the mirror.

Every trace on his body reminded him of what happened at that time.The body has memory, he doesn't feel ashamed, but looking at himself, he can feel the pleasure of last night.

"It's almost time to leave." He stroked himself in the mirror, "Soon."