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The next day Jiang Xun slept until almost noon, and when he opened his eyes, he found Duan Yanzhe still hiding in his quilt, half hugging himself.

Both of them were naked, and they felt delicate when they stuck together. Duan Yanzhe put his arms around his waist, and his chest was pressed tightly against his back. , failed to get up, instead, Duan Yanzhe put his long arms around him, put his lower body, which was obviously responsive, on his lower back, and gently slid his hand over the wound on Jiang Xun's abdomen, and poked it down...

Jiang Xun let out a short gasp following his movements, but he didn't stop him: "Isn't it enough to make trouble in the middle of the night?"

His voice was hoarse, which made Duan Yanzhe's heart itchy, and he pressed against the back of his head and kissed his exposed skin, and said with a low smile, "Of course not enough, but you are tired, so if I don't bother you, I'll touch it, right?"

Jiang Xun fell silent, and was obediently turned over by Duan Yanzhe, facing him face to face, letting his kisses fall on his face, caressing his skin wantonly with his hands, and then moaning.

Duan Yanzhe's hair was messier than before. He buried his head in Jiang Xun's chest and kissed his neck. Jiang Xun was itchy so much that he couldn't help flicking it with his hands. The familiar touch reminded him of last night. .

Because he grabbed Duan Yanzhe who was going to release the water, and offered his lips frankly, Duan Yanzhe was out of control, pressing him to toss and turn, from the bedroom to the bathroom, and after taking a shower, Duan Yanzhe was still pestering him endlessly, so he put The half-dried hair of the other party was scratched again.

The quarrel lasted until nearly three o'clock, Jiang Xun was so sleepy that he couldn't open his face and eyelids, Duan Yanzhe seemed a little lost, but he hugged him tightly and hugged him tightly, even kissing him.

Kissing and kissing, he pressed Jiang Xun and fell asleep. Jiang Xun knew that his work was not easy recently, but he was actually very tired, so he didn't push him away, but Duan Yanzhe who fell asleep was dead, and Jiang Xun became half numb after a while body.

He couldn't fall asleep, he could only look at Duan Yanzhe's face in a daze, and found that he seemed to be troubled in his sleep, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Jiang Xun gently stroked the center of his brows. Duan Yanzhe seemed not used to someone being so close to him while he was asleep. He shrank his neck back and woke up with a start. He squinted his eyes for a while and found that it was Jiang Xun. He was stunned for a moment. As if realizing something, he smiled again and hugged Jiang Xun tightly again.

Jiang Xun wanted to break free from his embrace, and drove him back into his own quilt: "I'm sleepy too, don't be crazy."

As a result, Duan Yanzhe squeezed over: "I want to sleep in your quilt."

Jiang Xun stared at him.

"You are willing." Duan Yanzhe couldn't wait for his answer, he had already put his lips on his shoulder, and said proudly, "Didn't you still sneak on me while I was asleep?"

Jiang Xun didn't want to pay attention to him, turned around, and he followed, forcibly hugging Jiang Xun, and stroking Jiang Xun's waist continuously.

Later, how Jiang Xun fell asleep, I also forgot, he squinted his eyes and recalled that he was not sober, until Duan Yanzhe pulled his chin and interrupted him.

"What are you thinking about?" Duan Yanzhe kissed him, his breath was burning hot, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Just think about me."

"I want to get up." Jiang Xun was hooked and kissed by him, and his head was almost short-circuited. When Duan Yanzhe began to bite his lips carefully, he remembered, "Don't you still have work to do?"

Duan Yanzhe sighed: "I don't want to read the document today, I can't read it."

Childishly, he put all his hands and feet on Jiang Xun's body, Jiang Xun pushed them away one by one, finally sat up, and slowly dressed beside the bed.

They were so distracted last night that they didn't bother to draw the curtains. The midday sun shone in through the white veils. Jiang Xunchi| was naked and leaned forward slightly, looking for a clean T-shirt in the drawer of the bedside table.

His body is well-proportioned, his skin is ivory white, his hair covers half of his face, and his curves are sculpted by the light. Duan Yanzhe quietly sees his collarbone from his neck, and his waist from his backline. , couldn't help but whistled, turned it up with a grunt, and went to Jiang Xun's back: "I'll help you turn it over, don't worry."

Compared with Jiang Xun, of course he is full of energy, and he doesn't feel any discomfort in his body. He hooked up a T-shirt in two strokes. Jiang Xun wanted to take it from him and wear it, but he refused to give it to him. He had to do it himself and stick it to Jiang Xun's ear. Deliberately lowered his voice from behind: "My dear, I'll wear it for you."

Jiang Xun's eyelids were hot from the sun, and he couldn't help closing his eyes: "Do you have to make your way of speaking so erotic?"

Duan Yanzhe hooked the corner of his mouth and let out an "ah": "You liked it very much last night. I talked to you when I was in the back, and you—"

Jiang Xun couldn't bear it anymore, and when the T-shirt was on his body, he gave Duan Yanzhe a blow, and successfully pushed Duan Yanzhe down under the quilt: "Get out!"

Duan Yanzhe didn't get up in a hurry, he put his hands behind his head and giggled.

After Jiang Xun finished washing and went downstairs, Duan Yanzhe rushed into the bathroom. He seemed very happy, and enthusiastically prepared a lunch for Jiang Xun. Because it was a simple meal without fire, it was not bad, but it was edible. s level.

Jiang Xun didn't want to move very much after eating, so he took a book and nestled on the sofa to read.

Usually, Duan Yanzhe could stay in the study for a long time, but today, without Jiang Xun being extra distracted, he could hear him opening and closing the door, closing and opening again. He found Duan Yanzhe standing on the handrail of the stairs and looking down at him.

"What's wrong?" He tilted his neck.

Duan Yanzhe was looking at him very intently and seriously, but at this moment he just moved away, as if he was a little embarrassed.

He walked back and forth a few steps, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and said casually: "Someone called me just now, but I accidentally hung up. It's strange, I came out to take a breath, but he doesn't call now."

Jiang Xun squinted at him without saying a word, and within two seconds, there was indeed a call. Duan Yanzhe was overjoyed, and immediately picked it up with a loud voice: "What are you doing?"

"..." Duan Xingyue was silent for a moment, and said, "I feel that you are in a good mood, what good thing happened today?"

Duan Yanzhe glanced downstairs, feeling ashamed on his face, deliberately ignoring his words: "I'm in a bad mood one day, what's the matter with you, tell me quickly."

Duan Xingyue laughed twice, and said after laughing: "I borrowed money from Yaning for my car. I promised to take Niuniu to go camping on weekends. Lend me yours and promise not to get dirty or damaged by you."

"Okay, anyway, I haven't opened it recently, you just come and get the key."

Duan Xingyue paused, feeling that he had seized the opportunity to tell all the bad things together, and continued——

"Oh, your ancient plum potted plant dropped the newcomer Hu Yueyue, just yesterday."

"What?" Duan Yanzhe raised his voice and couldn't help roaring, "Is this a legal assistant or a secretary? Doesn't she even know the rules about not entering the office casually?"

Duan Xingyue's voice didn't fluctuate at all: "The little girl was also taken aback. I asked for leave today to change the basin for you. Is it open? Anyway, it's the internship period."

"..." Duan Yanzhe rubbed between his brows, "Forget it, let her stay away from my office."

Duan Xingyue smiled again: "Oh, there's one more thing. I just took over a new case and I want you to watch it."

"It's the only one that won't work." Duan Yanzhe flatly refused, "I have to rest after finishing the few things at hand, and I'm not iron-clad."

Duan Xing understood more, almost laughed out loud, and said lightly on purpose: "Understood, let's go with Jiang Xun."

Duan Yanzhe froze, his face turned red, and he wanted to say something, but Duan Xingyue had already hung up the phone.

Jiang Xun put down his book and looked up at Duan Yanzhe.

Duan Yanzhe and him looked at each other, seeming unsure whether to go in or not. At this moment, another phone call came.

I don't know who is on the other end of the phone, Jiang Xun pricked up his ears to listen silently, Duan Yanzhe's tone was still brisk: "What's wrong?"

"..."

"What's the fun in that, if I don't go or not, I don't have that American time." Duan Yanzhe said with a smile, "What are you doing? Stay with Jiang Xun at home. He has just had an operation and he hasn't recovered yet. One month? Can you slow down? You should be you, with rough skin and thick flesh. I forget my friends when I see sex? Is it the first day you know me? Let’s talk nonsense. In this way..."

Jiang Xun couldn't listen any longer, turned his head down, and felt Duan Yanzhe's voice was getting closer and closer, as if it was in his ear. He raised his head, and Duan Yanzhe had already stuck to the little space in front of his waist, and pressed on the top of his head : "Do you want to have a word with Zheng Ruochen?"

Jiang Xun closed the book: "Say what?"

"I don't know." Duan Yanzhe was still very happy, "You must know my friends."

Jiang Xun brought the phone over, and heard Zheng Ruochen say, "Xiao Jiang taught Duan Yanzhe really well. Oh, I think he has something wrong with him, and he can't hold back for so many days at home."

When Duan Yanzhe heard this while leaning on the phone, he was so angry that he couldn't help shouting: "Can you talk? Stop cursing me."

"..."

Zheng Ruochen didn't know whether he didn't hear him, or he didn't want to talk to him, so he began to chew his words: "It seems that the word 'suffocating' is not accurate, I think he is quite happy. You can only let Duan Yanzhe take care of the Arabian Nights. It’s done, but the number of times this person yelled and ran home is very small, anyway, there are only a handful of them in front of me. One time was when you came to pick him up at the KTV, and the other time was too long ago, we went to the hot spring hotel, he--"

Duan Yanzhe grabbed the phone: "Stop talking!"

Zheng Ruochen also regained his strength, realized that he might have said something wrong, and hurriedly apologized: "Oh, I seem to have dug a hole for you. Xiao Jiang didn't hear anything, so if you're just fooling around—"

"What a fool." Duan Yanzhe turned his back with his ears burning.

He and Zheng Ruochen debated and hurt each other, Jiang Xun felt amused seeing his high-spirited back, straightened up and hugged him from behind, kissing his side face.

Duan Yanzhe had a sullen face, but immediately softened a bit: "I don't care about you, busy! For the last month, don't bother me if you have nothing to do."