Tired ABO

The night outside the window is getting darker, but the spring color in the room is getting stronger.

Chu Yan lay on the bed with his forehead against the pillow, gasping for breath.

Sui Yu, who was next to him, heard his low-pitched humming, smiled lightly, reached out to fish him, and brushed away the wet hair sticking to his forehead, "More? Huh?"

Chu Yan flinched and thought about it, but his waist was tightly bound. He lay on Suiyu's body, raised his eyes, and shook his head violently twice.

Seeing the aggrieved and pursed mouth, Suiyu laughed.

Between the bodies of the two who were pressed together, the sticky and wet sweat could not tell who belonged to it. Suiyu's hair, which was as long as ink algae, spread out messily and fell on Chu Yan's fair shoulders.

"Then what are you humming?" Sui Yu said softly, stroking his smooth and delicate back.

Chu Yan retracted the arm hanging around his neck, and moved his lips.

"Huh? What." Suiyu lowered his head and approached him, but didn't hear that sentence clearly just now.

Chu Yan was ashamed, "The waist is soft!"

Suiyu smiled, reached out to hold the side of his narrow waist, and kneaded it carefully.

Chu Yan snorted softly and pressed closer to him.

The small lamp beside the bed was still on, and the dim light and shadow fell on the bed, shining on Chu Yan's naked back, with red marks and stars on it, and a layer of light pink on the sensitive and fragile skin.

Sui Yu watched, the dark color in his eyes gradually rose again.

Chu Yan was resting against Suiyu. After being satisfied, his body was tired and limp, and the back of his neck was also itchy faintly. The two smells in the air mixed and blended, and he felt ashamed and angry when he smelled it.

But suddenly there was a kiss on the shoulder, warm and humid, and he opened his eyes with a jerk.

"A Sui?"

A pair of clean eyes that had been washed by water crashed into Suiyu's eyes, and the small black mole under the eyelids looked like a small red mole under the light because of crying, which set off the delicate face seductively.

Suiyu sighed, and his lips fell on Chu Yan's shoulder.

Every inch he moved, Chu Yan flinched.

Chu Yan huddled in Suiyu's arms, his lower body ached, he felt disgusted by his thoughts in the morning, can't Suiyu?If he's dying, he'll be fine!

"A Sui, I feel pain." Chu Yan said softly.

Suiyu's lips were finally imprinted on the weak gland at the back of the neck, and as soon as they touched it, the person in his arms flinched.

The teeth marks on it have not dissipated, obviously it has been bitten too much.

Suiyu's eyes were fixed, the tip of his tongue rolled lightly, and he swept over the tooth mark, almost marking it.

"Why did it happen early this time?"

Hearing Suiyu's question, Chu Yan felt inexplicably guilty, "I don't know." He hummed softly.

Sui Yu looked at the man who was heading straight into his arms with his head shrunk, "Really, then my clothes..."

"A Sui!" Chu Yan raised his head abruptly, "I didn't do it on purpose."

When he was talking, there were tears in his eyes, and he was about to cry, "I woke up in the morning to see if you were not here, I missed you," he pursed his lips, "I just hugged your shirt, I didn't know it would beforehand."

Seeing the tears of Xiaojiao's wife again, Suiyu's expression remained unchanged, and he stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears, "I don't blame you."

Chu Yan buried her face in his arms and refused to speak any more.

Suiyu held up the buttocks of the person in his arms, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

After cleaning his body and applying the medicine to Chu Yan, and lying on the bed in the next bedroom, Chu Yan was already so tired that he fell into a deep sleep.

Sui Yu rubbed his eyebrows, remembering the dishes on the dining table downstairs, and looked at the sleeping person in his arms, thought for a second, pulled the quilt to wrap him aside, and fell asleep together.

The next day Chu Yan was woken up by the pain. He rubbed his eyes and opened them before he wanted to move his legs.

When Suiyu came in with millet porridge, he saw Chu Yan sitting on the bed with his shoulders half exposed and grinning.

"A Sui!" Chu Yan suddenly raised his eyes to see Sui Yu, exclaimed, and put his hands together to cover his face in the next second.

Suiyu looked amused, stepped over and took his hand away.

"A Sui," Chu Yan was forced to face him, "You didn't see anything just now, did you?"

Suiyu reached out and brushed the broken hair on his forehead, "Yeah." The corner of his mouth slightly hooked, "I didn't see it."

Chu Yan moved forward, put his arms around Suiyu's neck, pursed his mouth, "hug."

Suiyu leaned over and picked him up.

"Go downstairs to eat, or eat on the bed."

Chu Yan stepped on his instep and stood brushing his teeth. Hearing this, he turned his head and blinked his eyes, "Go... go downstairs to eat." He spoke vaguely with foam in his mouth.

Sui Yu held the towel in his hand and put it under his chin.

Chu Yan shook his head, and finished washing under Suiyu's gaze.

After being carried downstairs, when Chu Yan sat at the dining table, he remembered the takeaway that Tang Cong ordered last night.

"I threw away last night's meal." Suiyu said.

Chu Yan groaned, moved his butt, and Suiyu thoughtfully put a cushion on his chair.

Suiyu took a porridge and handed it to him.

Chu Yan looked at the porridge box and lowered his eyes, he knew that Suiyu couldn't cook for him.

This breakfast was delivered from Shuya County.

Chu Yan stirred the porridge with a small spoon, looking sleepy.

"What?" Suiyu stopped and looked up at him.

Chu Yan shook his head.

"Not to your taste?" Suiyu looked at the bowl of pumpkin and glutinous rice porridge in front of him. He asked someone to add a few red dates to it, which should still be sweet.

While stirring the porridge, Chu Yan still shook his head.

Suiyu frowned slightly, and rubbed his hair with his hand, "Good boy, what's the matter."

"I'm going to record a variety show." Chu Yan looked at him and said.

Suiyu raised his eyebrows.

"I'm going to live with someone outside for two weeks." Chu Yan thought about it, and it's better to make it clear in advance.

Suiyu's smile faded, "I know."

So Lai Shen really told him?Chu Yan stared at Suiyu's face, thinking suspiciously.

"Okay, Lai Shen told you all about it."

When Suiyu heard Lai Shen's name, he paused, then nodded.

The corner of Chu Yan's mouth curled up, not wanting to discuss this matter with Yu anymore, he lowered his head and drank the porridge quietly.

"I'll stay with you at home for the past two days, so tell your manager and assistant." Suiyu said suddenly.

Chu Yan was taken aback for a moment, he raised his head, and looked at Suiyu puzzled, "Ah Sui, this is unnecessary." He carefully chose his words, "This will delay your work."

"No," Suiyu said lightly, "It's fine at home."

Chu Yan silently stared at the porridge in front of him, without further rebuttal.

Take a second to grieve for yourself.

He knew that it was because of his early estrous period this time, Suiyu was worried that he would go out and be alone at home.

After Chu Yan talked to Deng Jun and Tang Cong, the two had no objections, and Deng Jun only mentioned that don't forget to tell Su Zhi.

The strange thing is that Chu Yan called Su Zhi, but before explaining the reason, Su Zhi said that he knew everything and it was fine.

Chu Yan hung up the phone without knowing why.

It happened that Suiyu came down from upstairs and saw Chu Yan frowning in confusion, "What's wrong."

Chu Yan looked up and saw him, "I called the teacher in class to ask for leave, but before I said anything, he said he already knew about it." The point is, Deng Jun and Tang Cong didn't talk to Su Zhi on the phone.

Suiyu walked towards him, "I told him."

"Huh?" Chu Yan raised his eyebrows, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and an answer he had thought about before was about to come out.

Suiyu sat on the sofa and put his arms around his shoulders, "He called in the morning, but you were still asleep, so I answered it for you."

"Why did he call me?" Chu Yan didn't want to believe this reason.

Suiyu glanced at him lightly, "He said he had something to do this afternoon, and asked if he could adjust the time and postpone the class by one day."

Chu Yan choked, it was because he was thinking too much, he laughed dryly, and leaned close to Suiyu's arms, rubbing his head against the crook of Suiyu's arms, "Ah Sui," coquettishly flattering and sticky.

Sui Yu hummed, clasped his shoulders, and told him to change his position so that his back was facing her.

The skin on the back of Chu Yan's neck began to scab and recover slowly after the medicine was applied, and Sui Yu pressed it with his fingertips, "Does it still hurt?"

Sensitive glands were invaded unexpectedly, Chu Yan shrank his neck and shook his head.

Sui Yu checked carefully, "Is it itchy."

Chu Yan turned his head to look at Suiyu. Suiyu didn't say that he didn't feel itchy yet, but he felt a little itchy when he mentioned it.

He nodded slightly, stretched out his hand to hold Suiyu's other wrist and raised it to the back of his neck.

Suiyu chuckled, stretched out his fingers and scratched.

It was as light as a feather drifting by.

Chu Yan complained silently, "A Sui, be heavier."

Suiyu then scratched again.

Still light, Chu Yan slumped his shoulders, not counting on this man anymore, turned his head and arched into his arms.

Sui Yu caressed his back and smiled slightly, "Hey, hold on, I'll take a bath before taking a nap and take the medicine again."

Chu Yan wailed in his heart, look, he has to take a nap when he is at home.

When Tang Cong was finally allowed to come to Nanqiao Biewan to pick up Chu Yan, two days had passed.

"Brother Yan." Tang Cong stood at the entrance and greeted Chu Yan who was sitting at the dining table.

Chu Yan looked at him resentfully.

Seeing this, Tang felt terrified, and came in with a backpack.

Suiyu came down from upstairs after changing clothes, walked to the restaurant, and frowned when he saw the half glass of milk left in front of Chu Yan.

"Follow Chuchu," he said calmly, "drink the milk."

Chu Yan grabbed the edge of the table and turned around, "A Sui, I can't drink anymore."

Suiyu looked at him without speaking.

Chu Yan quietly picked the edge of the table with his fingers, and under Sui Yu's gaze, he turned around slowly, held the milk cup with both hands, and sipped the milk in small sips.

Tang Cong next to him secretly suppressed a smile.

Suiyu glanced at the watch on his wrist, then at Chu Yan who was slowly drinking milk, and urged, "Hurry up."

When Chu Yan heard Suiyu's words, he almost lifted the glass. He was so angry that his legs under the table shook reluctantly, then closed his eyes, and suffocated the milk in one gulp.

Chu Yan turned the empty milk cup upside down and showed it to Suiyu, "Ah Sui, I'm done." He pouted pitifully.

"Good boy." Suiyu stood in front of Chu Yan and handed him the tie in his hand.

Chu Yan stood up, stood on tiptoe, and tied a tie for him.

Seeing his bare feet, Suiyu stretched out his hand and lifted him up, letting him step on his instep.

Chu Yan stood on Suiyu's instep in front of Tang Cong, feeling a little guilty, trying to look at Suiyu's collar.

Suiyu looked at the tip of the right ear that was secretly red, and stretched out his hand to fiddle with it with a smile.

"A Sui." Chu Yan called him in a low voice shamefully and angrily.

Suiyu looked at the shy little wife and smiled lightly, "Good boy, tie it well."

Chu Yan raised her eyes and glared at him coquettishly.

After speeding up the tie, when Chu Yan was straightening Suiyu's collar, his fingernails inadvertently caught the side of his neck.

Chu Yan looked at the looming light red scratch, raised his chin and let out a soft snort.

Sui Yu rubbed his hair, said nothing, and hugged him to sit on the sofa, "I'm leaving."

Chu Yan nodded and waved to him, "Bye, Ah Sui."

Tang Cong, who had been an invisible man for a long time, also said at this time, "See you, Mr. Sui."

Suiyu gave him a light jaw, turned and went out.

When Suiyu's figure disappeared at the door, Chu Yan jumped up from the sofa, "Go and see if he's gone." He urged Tang Cong.

Tang Cong walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, lifted the corner of the curtain and looked out, "The car drove away."

Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, slumped on the sofa, stretched out his long legs and leaned on the low table in front, with a mournful voice, "Tang Cong, you are finally here."

Tang Cong touched the tip of his nose resentfully, not knowing whether to answer or not.

Chu Yan tilted his head, lay on the sofa, looked at the chandelier above his head, and sighed again, "Did the variety show time come out?"

"Not yet." Tang Cong said, "But Brother Deng said it should be next week."

Chu Yan turned his head to look at Tang Cong, and said word by word with great resentment, "I really can't wait to record the show!"