The sun is coming

Yuan Dajun washed his face and brushed his teeth. While brushing his teeth, he looked at him in the mirror, very hot.He tidied up without saying a word, locked the bathroom door and started to turn on hot water.Shang Zhe grinned, jumped up and squeezed toothpaste to brush his teeth.When he lowered his head after washing his face, Yuan Dajun was already standing under the hot water.The hot water poured down from the top, running all the way along the abdominal muscles and thighs into the sewer, Shang Zhe touched his nose, it was a little hot.

"Come and wash."

Shang Zhe's face was a little hot, he coughed and deliberately shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Come on, let me take a good look at it."

It's just that no matter how hard the mouth is, the body is too soft. When Yuan Dajun stretched out his arms to hug him, his legs went limp.When the hot water rushed down, he shivered, hugged Yuan Dajun's neck, closed his eyes and let him scrub.

Yuan Dajun was more than half drunk, but he could bear it. He slid around Shang Zhe with his big hands, and took special care of his private parts.After washing and wrapping himself in a bathrobe, Yuan Dajun opened the door and peeked out, then wrapped Shang Zhe into the bathrobe warily, turned off the light and closed the door, and the two moved quickly into the next bedroom like kangaroo babies.Yuan Dajun's hot stick poked behind Shang Zhe, and he couldn't help locking the door and pressing him onto the bed.

Yuan Dajun frantically rummaged through lubricated things from his bag, Shang Zhe moaned and groaned like a caterpillar, and finally crawled to lie face to face, stroking his chest obsessively.When Yuan Dajun entered completely, Shang Zhe slumped on the bed relaxedly, holding his waist with one hand to prepare for the next heat, but...

However, the door of the bedroom was suddenly crackled and pounded violently, and Shang Wen shouted outside: "Yuan Dajun! Yuan Dajun come out! Yuan Dajun!"

Shang Zhe could feel that what was hard in his body a moment ago was slowly softening.Shang Zhe yelled frantically: "Su Shangwen! You..."

Yuan Dajun's withdrawal without warning caused Shang Zhe's voice to change.Yuan Dajun wrapped himself in a bathrobe and turned to the closet to open the door. Shang Wen stood outside the door smiling as cheaply as possible: "It's okay, go to sleep, my sister will practice my son's voice."

The veins in Yuan Dajun's neck twitched, and Shang Wen was even happier. "Hahahaha", she turned and left, acting like a bustard in some kind of shop.

Shang Zhe was extremely depressed, he turned sideways and kicked Yuan Dajun backwards, and let out a "hum".Yuan Dajun's wet and warm stuff rubbed against his buttocks, and he put his hand on his lower abdomen and stroked it lightly. Shang Zhe was out of breath, "Why do you care about her?"

"I ignored her." Yuan Dajun opened the door without saying a word.

The two of them rubbed back and forth, and Shang Zhe leaned on his shoulder, panting, and muttered, "Knock on the door again later, what should I do?"

"will not."

"If you're softer...I won't let you touch me again...seriously!"

"Hmm." Yuan Dajun was also a little timid in his heart, covering Shang Zhe with his body and flicking it leisurely, he was waiting for the door to ring.As a result, Shang Zhe was sweating and trembling from the slow wear and couldn't make it. When he was moaning and wanted to cry, he didn't hear the door.Yuan Dajun turned over and pressed the person firmly, and the real exercise before going to bed that night began.

The next day's train was delivered by a whole family, and Yuan Dajun was basically a humanoid pickup truck, no matter what Shang Anqi wanted to carry, he could throw it on his back.Later, it was Shang Anqi who felt uncomfortable looking at it, so she took back a bag of gourmet dried fruits.Shang Zhe didn't think about helping at all, he was very tired.During the Chinese New Year, I have fun with my family, and I feel that I am at home, and there are basically no small movements at night.Last night, the two came three times, and they didn't go to sleep until three or four o'clock. In the end, Shang Zhe's waist was numb, and he was sore and painful when lying on his side. It was only half of his body lying on Yuan Dajun's body. sleep.

Ordinary hard sleeper car, two people facing each other on the lower berth.Shang Wu asked someone to get the tickets directly from the inside, so there was no need for two people to line up to buy them.It is not easy to buy tickets these days, many people line up at the gate of the train station in the middle of the night carrying their bedding rolls.Sleeper berths are easy to buy, and many people think they are a luxury, and the unit will only reimburse them if the night train exceeds 8 hours on a business trip.Shang Zhe stood outside to bid farewell to his parents, and took a look at the grand occasion in the hard-seat car behind.A bunch of people squeezed in, the train windows were opened, and some adults stuffed their children in their arms through the windows.A child of seven or eight years old yelled, "It's stuck, my ass!"

"Hahahaha." Shang Zhe looked very happy, and Shang Anqi slapped him.

"How can you be so happy watching others feel uncomfortable!"

Shang Zhe beamed, "Look at the excitement." In fact, it depends on the popularity of the people, and places with a lot of people are interesting.

When Shang Anqi and Su Jianzhi were standing side by side on the platform and waving at them as soon as they got on the bus and found their seats, people from the upper berths came in one after another.Yuan Dajun's upper bunk was a young woman in her 20s, holding a one-year-old child in her arms.He gave up the lower berth for a mother and daughter, slipped out by himself, and helped the others put their luggage one by one.When the train was about to run, another pair of mother and child came over, also here, but the child in their arms was asleep.Shang Zhe took another look and sat there without moving.

Yuan Dajun came back when the train was running, and sat next to Shang Zhe.The mother and son who came in later, a woman in her 30s, had already put the child in the middle berth where Yuan Dajun had been. She glanced at the woman in the lower berth, tidied up for a while and sat at the end of the bed with her arms folded.

"Are you soldiers?" the young woman asked.

Shang Zhe glanced at Yuan Dajun and shook his head. He didn't like Yuan Dajun revealing his identity outside, especially not.Although soldiers are still respected in this era, it is "natural" to do good deeds, and it is "naturally unacceptable" not to do good deeds.Wearing green leather, wherever you encounter trouble with others, if you make a move, you are a soldier. If you don't make a move, you are immoral and you will be attacked by the crowd.Ever since the two were together, as long as it was a long distance, Shang Zhe never let Yuan Dajun wear a military uniform.When Yuan Dajun gained status in the special forces, he himself noticed that apart from a pair of military boots on his feet, he seldom came out wearing army clothes.

"It looks like a soldier." The woman played with the little girl in her arms, shaking her hand and said, "Thank you two uncles."

The little girl was wearing two yellow whips, staring at them with staring eyes, with a slightly dazed expression.She must have cried, and there are still dry skin and tear stains on her face.Yuan Dajun is not very good at communicating with children, so he took out a pack of imported candies from his bag.The child leaned over to grab the candy, but he didn't grab the candy, but grabbed Yuan Dajun's finger.The young mother pulled it away, stretched out her hand to take it, and asked with a smile, "Where are you going?"

"Guangzhou." Shang Zhe asked back: "How can you be alone with a child?"

"Ah, his father is busy." The woman put the child aside with a smile, tore a candy and stuffed it for her.

"Where are you going?"

"We will leave when we leave the province."

"Oh, it's exactly midnight, the family will pick it up." Shang Zhe continued to ask.

"Ah." The woman replied vaguely.

Shang Zhe pulled out the square box to play Tetris, patted the seat by the window and said, "Brother, come in."

Yuan Dajun got up and rummaged through his bag, took out a book and sat down. The woman said in surprise, "Students, two brothers."

Yuan Dajun nodded, but Shang Zhe didn't say anything.Shang Zhe lay down, facing outward and pillowing Yuan Dajun's leg, and played the game with the sound off.Yuan Dajun stretched out the quilt to cover him.Shang Zhe raised his arm, Da Jun pulled the quilt under his arm and pressed it, his hand went in, got into his sweater and stuck to his waist.

The two women started chatting in low voices, Yuan Dajun was bored, he rubbed Shang Zhe's waist, and leaned against the compartment wall to watch Shang Zhe build the cube.

"Brother, where is this pile?"

Yuan Dajun stretched out his finger to make a gap, and Shang Zhe quickly deformed the cubes and piled them up.Yuan Dajun spread the textbook in front of him and concentrated on reading the string of numbers on it.To be honest, except for physical strength, the courses in the military academy are a bit difficult for him.It took him a lot of effort to keep up.

A flight attendant came over to exchange tickets, saw two women and two children opposite, and asked, "How old are the children?"

The two women answered separately, and the flight attendant lowered his head and took notes, and changed the ticket smoothly.The young woman moved her hands over to wipe the saliva on the girl doll, and the child shivered with tears in her eyes.Shang Zhe took a glance, and from his angle, he could see warning eyes.

It is said that children are sensitive, the woman looked at it with a smile, but the child was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head to play with the candy on the bed, with his mouth puckered.Shang Zhe touched Yuan Dajun's stomach with his head, Yuan Dajun lowered his head, Shang Zhe blocked it with his game console, and gave him a look.Yuan Dajun looked over and handed over the tickets for the two of them, Shang Zhe rolled his eyes.

The flight attendant left, and the small partition fell into silence again.Yuan Dajun lowered his head to read the book, and Shang Zhe continued to play his own Tetris, but his eyes were exceptionally flexible, and he could always take a glance at the opposite person when they were not on guard.The two women were busy with their own affairs, and the younger one was obviously a little nervous. He sat there and pulled the quilt and patted the pillow for a while, and even took out a bottle of milk from the bag for the little girl.The little girl glanced at her, then looked at Shang Zhe, sucking the candy in her mouth but not taking it.Yuan Dajun touched Shang Zhe's head with his hand, and made him lie on his back, blocking his sight with his big hand.

Shang Zhe simply put down the game console and yawned, covered his head with a quilt, poked Yuan Dajun's stomach with his fingers, and wrote on his stomach stroke by stroke - child.

Yuan Dajun got up, stuffed a pillow under it, let him sleep face-up, and carried the thermos bottle to fetch water.Shang Zhe couldn't lie down, turned over to tease the little girl.The little girl looked here with big eyes, and muttered softly, "Uncle."

Shang Zhe laughed and sat up, and said, "How old is your daughter? She will be called uncle."

"Two years old."

"Looks pretty smart."

"Hehe." The woman flipped through her bag, "Come on baby, drink some milk powder."

The little girl looked at the woman timidly, lowered her head and fiddled with the candy but didn't pick it up.Shang Zhe clapped his hands, "Come play with uncle."

Shang Zhe put on his slippers and went to carry the little girl to his bed, and said with a smile, "Your girl is so beautiful, and my sister is about to give birth, but I don't know if it's a boy or a girl."

The little girl sat quietly on Shang Zhe's lap, watching him shed tears.The woman stretched out her hand to grab it, and said in her mouth: "Baby, come here, drool, don't stain uncle's clothes."