Yama

When Ji Qiao arrived home, it was completely dark. He walked into the community empty-handed, and then stopped in front of the corridor.

There was a man standing under a tree there.

The same place, the same scene, and the same people were there half a year ago.It's just that compared to the surprise last time, Ji Qiao seemed very calm this time, at least on the surface.

He walked over slowly and stood still under the shade of the tree.

Yan Cheng raised his head, saw Ji Qiao appearing, and smiled slightly.

Ji Qiao and him looked at each other for a moment, then turned away and didn't ask him when he came or how long he had been waiting, but turned around and went upstairs.

Yan Cheng didn't seem to care, and silently followed behind him.

Ji Qiao opened the door, followed by Yan Cheng, put the things in his hand on the table, turned his head to look around, and asked, "Aren't the others here?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhen went out to play with her classmates, while Jiang Rui never came back after the college entrance examination.

Seeing Ji Qiao kept her head down, Yan Cheng grabbed him, but Ji Qiao didn't struggle, and let him drag her over, and then took off his hat.Under the bright light, Yan Cheng saw that Ji Qiao's skin was indeed flushed. Although most of the erythema caused by the sun had receded, some parts remained on her forehead and cheeks, making her look very pitiful.

Yan Cheng wanted to reach out and touch it, but he held back, but saw Ji Qiao's shirt bottom was stained with black ash.

Yan Cheng narrowed his eyes and asked, "Where have you been?"

Ji Qiao: "Buy things." Speaking of this, Ji Qiao paused suddenly, he remembered that every time Yan Cheng asked him before, he would always answer this way, presumably the story of the wolf who came is beginning to be tested on him.

Yan Cheng didn't say a word, and didn't know whether he believed it or not, so Ji Qiao shook off him and said, "I'm going to take a bath."

"Wait..." Yan Cheng didn't let go, he noticed with sharp eyes that there was still a strange shape on Ji Qiao's shoulder.

Are those...footprints? !

Yan Cheng couldn't believe it, and when he was sure that it was indeed a footprint, Yan Cheng frowned all of a sudden.

"What's going on?" He said with a hint of gloom in his tone.

Ji Qiao said lightly, "I met a little rascal."

"robbery?"

"Ah."

Yan Cheng was silent again, but Ji Qiao had no intention of explaining. For a moment, Yan Cheng sighed.

"Are there any injuries on your body?"

Ji Qiao shook her head.

Yan Cheng let him go, "Go take a shower first."

Watching Ji Qiao enter the bathroom, Yan Cheng vigorously wiped his face to remove all kinds of exhaustion and helplessness on it.

Not long after, Ji Qiao came out, but she saw Yan Cheng sitting on the sofa with an ordinary first aid kit in front of her.

Yan Cheng said to him, "I just went downstairs to the pharmacy to buy it, come here and I'll show you."

Ji Qiao was reluctant, but she still walked over under Yan Cheng's persistent eyes.

"No injury." Ji Qiao said.

Yan Cheng went to unbutton him, Ji Qiao took his hand, Yan Cheng was indifferent, the pajamas he put on at the end were half untied, revealing Ji Qiao's supposedly white and flawless body, but at this moment it was There were mottled bruises, most of which were concentrated on the shoulders and back. There were also many scratches, the wounds were not deep, but after being washed, there were still bright red bloodshots.Yan Cheng could imagine that Ji Qiao should have fallen on the ground to protect her head and face, and then exposed this place to the opponent's attack.

There was no expression on Yan Cheng's face, he just took a medicinal cotton swab and carefully applied disinfectant to Ji Qiao.

There were waves of tingling pain, but Ji Qiao didn't seem to feel anything, staring blankly at the reflection of the person beside her on the glass tea table.

For a while, no one spoke in the room, only the hum of the air conditioner remained.

After Yan Cheng finally treated Ji Qiao's wound seriously, and confirmed that he was satisfied and thoughtful, he let Ji Qiao button up his clothes.

Ji Qiao got up and went into the kitchen. He hadn't had dinner yet, and he knew Yan Cheng didn't either, so he chose half a vegetable left over from yesterday, ordered two bowls of noodles, thought about it, and cracked two eggs into it. .

Yan Cheng sat there quietly watching Ji Qiao busy not far away, watching the warm steam bubbling around him, it should have been a warm scene, but the atmosphere between them was cold and cold.

Ji Qiao put the noodles on the table, Yan Cheng walked over and sat down, seeing this, he still couldn't help curling his lips.

This is the first time Ji Qiao cooks for him.

Yan Cheng looked at the egg flower floating on the noodle soup, took a bite carefully with his chopsticks, Ji Qiao raised his eyes, saw him smiling and said, "It's delicious..."

But it's just a bowl of green vegetable noodles, how delicious can it be?

Ji Qiao didn't say much, and the two of them finished the things in the bowl in silence.

Ji Qiao took the bowl to wash again, his back leaning by the sink has lost a lot of weight, and the wounded skin on the back of his neck flashes from time to time as he moves.

Yan Cheng just stared at him without moving. The next moment, Ji Qiao felt her waist tighten and someone hugged her from behind.

Yan Cheng buried her head in his neck and made no sound, Ji Qiao was a little hurt by his increasing strength, she couldn't help saying, "Let me wash the dishes first..."

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but after talking about Yan Cheng, his heart feels like it was scratched by a cat, itchy and painful, and when he lowered his head, his lips fell behind Ji Qiao's ear.Ji Qiao's body could still smell the smell of disinfectant, combined with the scent of the shower gel he just took a bath, there was a feeling of cleanliness and freshness waiting for someone to enjoy it, which made Yan Cheng's breathing slightly heavy immediately.

His hands dishonestly rubbed against Ji Qiao's lower abdomen, and Ji Qiao's back was stiff. In fact, his body was quite uncomfortable, and his back was particularly sore, but he never struggled at all.

Yan Cheng also noticed Ji Qiao's attitude immediately. From just now, he felt that Ji Qiao was very talkative today. Of course, one of the reasons was because of his obviously depressed appearance. As for the rest, Yan Cheng wanted to think it was Ji Qiao. For this super cold war suit is soft.

It's just that he didn't dare to think about it, because Yan Cheng, the bitter fruit of self-importance, has already tasted enough, but no matter what the reason is, Ji Qiao who is so obedient and cooperating with him is there, how can he not let Yan Cheng's heart move, even though his My heart is so hopeless.

Yan Cheng clasped Ji Qiao's chin, and kissed his lips from behind. After nearly two months of estrangement, he once again tasted the feeling that haunted him in his dreams. Yan Cheng immediately felt a fire burning from below all the way to his forehead. Fortunately, the line of sanity is still tight, otherwise it would directly bring people down.

But Ji Qiao could clearly feel the change of the person behind him, but his hand was still hanging in the sink, and his awkward posture made him unable to stop Yan Cheng's behavior, and could only let the other person penetrate into him smoothly. in his pajama pants.

Yan Cheng sucked and stirred Ji Qiao's tongue vigorously, and then licked the inner wall of his mouth, not letting go of every inch. At this moment, the passion that had been frozen before was also released from the bottom of his heart along with the sprouting lust in his body. Aroused out, and then intensified, out of control.

Ji Qiao's complexion was flushed, and the corners of her eyes were faintly wet due to lack of oxygen. Yan Cheng comforted his vigorous avatar with one hand, and held his hands with the other to prevent him from moving. Stimulating the trembling of his legs did not give up easily.

Ji Qiao groaned impatiently, Yan Cheng's throat constricted, he couldn't help rubbing his lower body which was in a similar state to Ji Qiao's waist, Ji Qiao was forced to retreat, she had no choice but to forcefully I must bear all these molestations.

Suddenly Ji Qiao's abdomen tightened, and Yan Cheng felt that he had reached the limit, so he moved his hands faster, sending Ji Qiao directly to the pinnacle of desire.

Ji Qiao leaned against Yan Cheng and gasped for breath, trying to get out of the aftertaste of the orgasm, but she felt that Yan Cheng's hand was still in his pajama pants, slowly lingering on the inner thigh, sliding along it. Gently stroking his skin, Ji Qiao thought that Yan Cheng wanted to help him get it out, so she wanted to stand up straight, but Yan Cheng's arms around him showed no tendency to loosen their strength, and instead continued to move forward. .

Ji Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help but shuddered, because Yan Cheng's finger passed her and released her desire, and after slowly touching it, she got infinitely close to Ji Qiao, who had never been touched by anyone before. place.

Ji Qiao's eyes widened, and when she was about to struggle, Yan Cheng bowed her head and said in a hoarse voice next to his ear, "Ji Qiao, I want you..." Although Ji Qiao is innocent, it doesn't mean he can't guess at all. I don't know what Yan Cheng meant, but knowing and understanding are two completely different concepts. The previous comforting each other can barely be regarded as a superficial pleasure, but if it goes further...Ji Qiao didn't prepare enough mentally at all. Prepare.And the impact of the current request on Ji Qiao can be seen.

He twisted his waist and tried to avoid it, but Yan Cheng didn't intend to stop. He licked Ji Qiao's collarbone with his tongue, touched Ji Qiao's round and firm butt with one hand and squeezed it hard, while the other hand continued to explore that place , Still repeating those four words in his mouth.

I want you……

No matter how hard Ji Qiao tried to push Yan Cheng away with her wet hands, Yan Cheng remained unmoved.Ji Qiao was rarely in a hurry, and her tone of voice was no longer as cold and indifferent as before.

He said, "No..."

Yan Cheng replied calmly, "Then when?"

Ji Qiao wanted to say something, and I'll talk about it later.

Then he was about to say these words, and he was stunned.

Ji Qiao raised her head to look at Yan Cheng, and Yan Cheng was also looking at him, both of them got a message from the other's eyes.

There is no future, let alone talk about the future, this is what Ji Qiao has always insisted on.

Ji Qiao stared blankly at Yan Cheng, and finally the hand that was holding onto his chest softened bit by bit.

He thought he understood what Yan Cheng meant...

There was no excitement in Yan Cheng's eyes either. If Ji Qiao continued to reject him at this time, Yan Cheng might be a little happier because he could find more excuses for himself. Does it mean Ji Qiao's other love? A kind of compromise, whether they will have other opportunities.But Ji Qiao didn't, his eyes gradually became empty, and the redness of his lips that were kissed swollen also faded a lot.

Yan Cheng watched his lust-smeared face slowly regaining clarity, and his heart sank involuntarily.

Ji Qiao let go of her strength, put her chin on Yan Cheng's shoulder, and gave up resistance.

Yan Cheng closed his eyes, hugged Ji Qiao up, and then walked towards his room...