The transfer boss was teased by the school grass

"Brother An, thank you!" Jian Shuai hugged Xia Yi'an's shoulders tightly with his arms, and pressed his protruding shoulder blades against his palms, which made people feel distressed and excited, and his heart beat wildly.

"Tch, that's it?" Xia Yi'an reached out to pat Shuai Jian's waist, and whispered in his ear, "Happy birthday! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Baby..."

Jian Shuai just hugged him like this, without letting go, speaking, or moving.

After a long time, Xia Yi'an felt a hot and humid neck, his fluffy eyelashes scratched, and Jian Shuai sucked his nose next to his ear.

"Hey, change the place, brother," Xia Yi'an put his back on the edge of the sink, and touched Jian Shuai's back with his palm from top to bottom, step by step, very slowly, to help him calm down, "My feet It hurts! The back of my waist also hurts!"

"Oh." With a muffled voice, Jian Shuai let go of his arms, and helped Xia Yi'an out of the bathroom.

Xia Yian glanced at him.

Jian Shuai's eyelids were red, his eyelashes were still steamed, and the corners of his lips were curled up. He stuck out his tongue and licked his upper lip, and his lips were also steamed.

It's really cute, as cute as a deer.

Xia Yi'an often couldn't figure out how Jian Shuai's aura of pulling the sky and this cute aura of wanting to be teased got mixed together?It's amazing!

Jian Shuai asked Xia Yi'an to sit by the bed, brought over a stool, asked him to put his injured foot on the stool, helped him get dressed, and dried his hair.

He ran to the kitchen refrigerator and found an ice pack, wrapped it in a dry towel and pressed it on Xia Yi'an's ankle.

"Is this okay?" Jian Shuai dragged a chair over and sat at Xia Yi'an's feet, moving the ice pack from time to time to ensure that all the swollen areas could be applied, "Is it too cold?"

After speaking, he reached out to touch the ice pack wrapped in a towel, picked it up and put it in his hand to cover it for a while, then gently placed it on Xia Yi'an's ankle.

"Ice compress without ice?" Xia Yi'an tilted his head and looked at him with a smile from the corner of his eyes, "Jian Shuai!"

"Huh?" Jian Shuai turned his head to look at him, with two fingers resting on the ice pack.

"I originally wanted to cook you a big birthday meal," Xia Yi'an said. "The plan was to go to the supermarket to buy vegetables after playing basketball, and cook them for you when I came back. Don't count on big meals now."

"I'll order takeaway, Brother An," Jian Shuai continued to sniff, and quickly took out his phone, "What do you want to eat?"

"You are a birthday star, so you have the final say." Xia Yi'an leaned forward and pressed his calf and ankle, "How about I cook a bowl of longevity noodles for you? There are noodles at home, and there seem to be eggs."

"Brother An," Jian Shuai lowered his eyes and did not look at him, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

Pause for two seconds, then ask, "I haven't had my birthday for a long time, how do you know my birthday?"

"You showed me your ID card," Xia Yi'an said, "Forgot? When you got the transfer contact letter."

"Why hasn't your birthday been around for a long time?" Xia Yi'an took out his phone to check the time, grabbed the ice pack in his hand, and was about to stand up, "You're not me."

"I used to think birthdays were meaningless. I made a fuss, received a few red envelopes, and didn't know why." Jian Shuai quickly reached out to help Xia Yi'an, "Now...no, today, I don't think it's important to celebrate birthdays. It's just... so interesting."

"Tsk, a person with such good English can't even say an adjective," Xia Yi'an supported Jian Shuai's hand and jumped out, "shame."

"Hey, where are you going? Sit on the sofa!" Jian Shuai didn't know where Xia Yian was going, even though he was holding his arm, he was still half a step behind.

"Cooking noodles," Xia Yi'an gave him a sideways glance, "I'm hungry!"

"You sit down, I'll come!" Jian Shuai led Xia Yi'an to the sofa.

"Can you turn on my gas stove?" Xia Yi'an patted Jian Shuai's hand, "Okay, don't be polite to me, hurry up!"

"Huh? Hurry up?" Jian Shuai asked, "What else should I do?"

"Promise with your body!" Xia Yi'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Then sell it for money."

Shuai Jian: ...

In less than 10 minutes, Xia Yi'an called Jian Shuai Duanmian in the kitchen.

Thin dragon beard noodles are piled up in a bowl, coiled in a smooth circle, with a round poached egg lying on the tip, sprinkled with a few emerald green scallions.The noodle soup was no more than half a bowl, and a few drops of raw soy sauce were dripped into it. It was a light sauce color, with a few oily flowers floating in it.

"Eat, little birthday boy!" The two sat next to each other on the same side of the dining table, Xia Yi'an stirred the noodles in his bowl, "Mix it yourself, there are seasonings underneath."

Jian Shuai decided that no matter how bland the noodles taste, he must be full of praise. The noodles cooked by his boyfriend are delicious in any flavor.

The chopsticks reached the bottom of the bowl, stirred it, picked up a few noodles and rolled them on the chopsticks, and took a bite.

Unexpectedly delicious, the aroma of rattan pepper and sesame is very strong.Jian Shuai picked up a few chopsticks and stuffed them into his mouth. Within 2 minutes, even the soup in the bowl was drained.

"This noodle is much more delicious than it looks." Jian Shuai took two paper towels from the paper tube at the corner of the table and put one in Xia Yi'an's hand. .”

"Many things are different from what they appear on the surface." Xia Yi'an smiled.

After eating longevity noodles, the two finished the cake as well.

Jian Shuai took the initiative to go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, clean up the tables and chairs, and sweep the floor.

Xia Yi'an half leaned against the back of the sofa, with his legs resting on the coffee table.He picked up the schoolbag thrown on the other side of the sofa, and took out a delicate wooden box from the schoolbag, holding it in his hand.

The sky was getting dark, and the lights of Wanjia were sprinkled on both sides of the Yangtze River. The flickering lights reflected on the river, forming a bright galaxy.The cruise ship decorated with colorful lights came from the upper reaches with high-pitched sirens, full of laughter and laughter.

Thinking of the lamp in his home being merged into the Milky Way, Xia Yi'an felt a real feeling and relaxed even more.

He lazily leaned on the sofa, his eyes followed Jian Shuai as he walked around.

Jian Shuai sensed his gaze, raised his head from time to time and smiled at him with his eyes bent, humming a song and rushing in and out.

A few months ago, the house that was still deserted and where only Xia Yi'an was left alone suddenly seemed to store a lot of warm autumn sun, and it became warm and cozy.

After Jian Shuai cleaned up, he sat next to Xia Yi'an, half leaning against the sofa, with his long legs resting on the coffee table.

"Here, birthday present!" Xia Yi'an handed over the small wooden box.

"For me?" Jian Shuai widened his eyes, surprised and delighted, "Is there a gift?"

"No?" Seeing that Jian Shuai didn't answer, Xia Yi'an held up the small box in front of him and shook it.

"If you want it, I feel too surprised," Jian Shuai took it, lowered his head and opened the brass-colored lock on the box, "I forgot to reach out."

Inside the box is a three-finger wide guitar strap, dark brown leather, with stitches of the same color on the edge, copper-colored rivets and hooks, and a line of words printed on the back of the strap, which is also brown, but lighter than the strap , The concise running script is the end of Jian Shuai's composition.

"The star pierced the sky, crossed the light years, and stayed by my side. I picked him!"

Followed by a signature: Shuai & An.

Jian Shuai spread the straps flat on the sofa, stretched out three fingers, and stroked each word. His fingertips stopped on the names of the last two people, pressed them still, and turned his head to ask Xia Yi'an, "Brother An , this, what did you do?"

"Well," Xia Yi'an moved, sat up straighter, and picked at the deep and shallow scars on his fingers, "Is it a little rough?"

Jian Shuai was speechless.

"I'm not very good at using that leather knife. The leather is quite difficult to cut. I can't always cut it straight." Xia Yi'an turned to face Jian Shuai, "I wasted a lot of time."

"How did that word get printed?" Jian Shuai moved his finger away and looked at the two names.

"Using electricity to burn pens," Xia Yi'an said, "I'm not very good at this, and I have ruined several of them."

"The injury on the finger was caused by this." Jian Shuai grabbed Xia Yi'an's hand, there was no Band-Aid on the finger, and the small scar on the fingertip was still very clear, "You lied to me about doing an experiment?"

"At that time, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to do it, so I didn't tell you." Xia Yi'an grabbed Jian Shuai's hand with his backhand and brought him to his side.

"Like it?"

Jian Shuai lowered his eyes and nodded vigorously.

"Come here and kiss your boyfriend if you like!" Xia Yi'an put his palm on Jian Shuai's waist, and hooked it into his arms.

Jian Shuai raised his eyelids, his eyes were very bright, as if they had been washed with water, they were wet.

The lips touch together, the tip of the tongue touches the gap between the teeth, and outlines the softness he wants bit by bit.

Lips, chin, throat/knot, collarbone...

Breathing became short of breath, Xia Yi'an reached into Jian Shuai's clothes, his palm pressed against the firm and warm skin, and slid down his waist, the temperature in his palm was getting higher and higher.

I don't know if it's my own, or the other's, or the temperature of the two of them burned together, like holding a hot water bottle in a 40-degree high temperature, with all the extra clothes on my body.

After a while, I couldn't tell who's clothes were whose pants, here and there, scattered all over the place.

"Brother... go to bed," Jian Shuai murmured while pulling his whole body, "I'm afraid I'll crush your feet."

Xia Yi'an half-closed his eyes, and kissed intently, dispelling the itchy and unbearable longing for many days.

He lifted the back of Jian Shuai's head with one hand, and wrapped his waist around his waist with the other. He turned over and laid Jian Shuai flat on the sofa, "You are below, so you won't press me down."

Jian Shuai was so dazed by the kiss that he didn't hear what Xia Yi'an said at all. He wished he had changed his position and lay under Xia Yi'an without realizing it.

Every kiss with Xia Yi'an was like the first time, and also like the last time, ecstatic and trembling.

The sofa at home is very spacious, allowing them to toss about.

The light in the living room was very bright, warm yellow, shining directly on the two of them unobstructed, as if a filter had been added to it.

Neither of the two wanted to turn off the lights, they just wanted to watch each other carefully.

The young body is lively and fragrant, the fine beads of sweat coat the skin with a thin layer, and the thick and sweet juice of peaches rippling from the corners of the mouth.

The suppressed and unbridled low/roar made the arteries on the side of the neck almost protrude from the reddened skin.

Every joint of the body is exhausted, every curve fits perfectly, and every part shyly caters to it.

Arrogant, domineering, moist, soft...

Enduring lingering/continuously, the waves rush one after another, from the most hidden/secret depths to the most magnanimous waves, intoxicated in it, deep and boundless...

Fingers clasped tightly, heartbeats bumping into heartbeats, the moon shyly hid in the clouds, releasing streams of silvery white...

Blushing, breathing heavily, lying down on the sofa hugging tightly.

A brief absence, the sporadic feeling of loss after his body was bloated/full and then empty made Xia Yi'an unconsciously put his hands on Jian Shuai's ass/butt.

Jian Shuai's body stiffened for a moment.

He stretched out his finger to test the middle quietly, and couldn't help but overwhelm Jian Shuai again...

"Go to a university with me, brother, we'll rent a house..." Xia Yi'an forced himself to pull his hand out with the last bit of reason left, and leaned into Jian Shuai's ear, panting.

......

This time, it was Jian Shuai who cleaned up the mess, and his boyfriend was injured and rested.

Jian Shuai first looked at his boyfriend's feet, which were similar to those just now, and he didn't get hurt again because of the tossing just now.

Then take a dry tissue and a wet tissue to help my boyfriend clean up all kinds of things on his body carefully.

He ran into the bathroom again, twisted out a hot towel, and helped Xia Yi'an wipe his body.

Grabbing the reddened skin bit by bit, it was gentle and gentle, as if a little force would rub people off.

Xia Yi'an closed his eyes, enjoying his boyfriend's considerate care.

The two were too tired today and didn't intend to study, so they lay on the bed with each other hugging and chatting.

Before going to bed, Xia Yi'an set the alarms on both mobile phones, and he had to go back as soon as possible the next day.

Jian Shuai received a WeChat message from Jian Dan that Jian Zhiqiang was going to Wushi for the National Day and asked him if he wanted to meet.

"No." Jian Shuai replied with one word, very straightforward.After thinking about it, I added, "I can't go to your bookstore when it opens, it's not fake."

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