half life after rebirth

Without the desire to tell jokes, no matter what jokes Nan Yao told afterwards, he would not respond.After eating, I went to the bedroom alone to read a book.Zhang Ming sent Nan Yao to wash the dishes, and went to the bedroom alone to watch Yang Chen.

Lying beside Yang Chen, the two of them were arms next to each other, each leaning against their own pillows.

"Xiaochen, can I tell you a joke?" Zhang Ming took Yang Chen's book and put it beside him.

"Okay." Yang Chen's expression told Zhang Ming that he didn't really want to hear this joke.

"Listen carefully." Zhang Ming said slowly, "Once upon a time, there was a chopstick walking on the road, and when he found a dollar, he bent down to pick it up. As a result, his waist was broken."

"No, it should be said like this." Yang Chen changed his tone and repeated Zhang Ming's words.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Ming laughed: "Well, it really is what you said was interesting."

Yang Chen took the book in silence, read it for a while before saying, "Do you think I'm a third-grade elementary school student? Come here specially to coax me."

He didn't laugh because he had only read the jokes Nan Yao told this afternoon.

Zhang Ming beside him was already sleeping on his shoulder.

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The author has something to say:

It's not that I'm slow on purpose, it's their character, hey...

I always feel that if I write it in a different way, it will not be Zhang Ming and Yang Chen, and I burst into tears

32 Ambiguous upgrade ([-])

"Zhang Ming, I finished washing the dishes, tidying up the kitchen and the living room, what else do I need to do?" When Nan Yao came in with these words, Zhang Ming had already slept for more than half an hour.

"Keep your voice down, Zhang Ming is asleep." Yang Chen pushed his glasses to remind Nan Yao.

"Got it." Nan Yao walked up to Yang Chen, sat on the bed, and frowned when he realized that Yang Chen was sitting up straight so that Zhang Ming could sleep more comfortably: "You plan to let him lean on your shoulder all the time, Sleep till dawn?"

"It's very comfortable to sit like this." Zhang Ming has been very busy for the past few days, and finally managed to get some extra sleep. Of course, Yang Chen hoped that he could sleep more soundly.It would be bad if he accidentally woke Zhang Ming up while moving him.Unable to hold on any longer, Yang Chen, whose body was sore, moved his body a little. Without looking carefully, he couldn't see any difference between his posture before and after.

Nan Yao looked at Yang Chen with a gentle expression, "I didn't expect you to be so considerate to him."

Considerate?

Yang Chen didn't know how to answer, so he lowered his head and continued to read his book. The glasses on the bridge of his nose slid down his nose to the tip of his nose, and almost fell off.

"Show me." Nan Yao took off Yang Chen's glasses and placed them flat in front of her eyes, "Did it overwhelm you? I think the frames are a bit loose."

"En." While sleeping, he accidentally overwhelmed the glasses that were casually placed beside him.

"It doesn't feel very easy." Nan Yao sighed.

"You can wear it as you please." You can read words without wearing glasses, Yang Chen let Nan Yao play with the glasses.

"Zhang Ming." Nan Yao suddenly reached out and poked Zhang Ming's arm.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Yang Chen pushed Nan Yao's arm away, "Didn't I tell you not to disturb him?"

Yang Chen frowned, as if he was angry.

"I..." Seeing Yang Chen like this for the first time, Nan Yao felt uncomfortable.Although the former silly Yang Chen would be angry because she woke up Zhang Ming, but when Zhang Ming woke up, he would happily let Zhang Ming play with the two of them.

"I fell asleep." Zhang Ming opened his eyes and rubbed Yang Chen's shoulders naturally, "I must have been sore after sleeping on the pillow for so long."

"It's okay." Yang Chen pushed Zhang Ming's hand away and looked at the book in silence.

Feeling that the atmosphere was not right, Zhang Ming asked, "What's wrong with you two?"

"I wanted to wake you up to help Xiao Chenxiu repair the glasses, but he got angry, angry that I woke you up."

Zhang Ming smiled: "There's nothing to be angry about. Nan Yao, show me your glasses."

Zhang Ming pinched the temples with his hands, pressed them inward, and after finishing tinkering, handed them to Yang Chen: "Try."

After putting on the glasses, Yang Chen lowered his head so that the glasses did not slip off his nose: "Okay."

"Don't be angry with Nanyao again. After sleeping for so long, I've already rested." Zhang Ming said with a smile.

He didn't want Xiaochen and Nan Yao to have conflicts.

Yang Chen took out his mobile phone and looked at the time: "I only slept for less than four or ten minutes."

"It's been a long time." Zhang Ming winked at Nan Yao, "I just woke up and I'm a little thirsty."

"There is black tea that I just chilled in the fridge, I'll pour you a cup each." Nan Yao stood up immediately.

"If you have a lot of black tea, pour Yang Song a cup too." Yang Chen said.

Nan Yao turned around and flew towards Yang Chen, hugging Yang Chen: "I know Xiaochen is the best."

Smiling happily, Nan Yao kissed Yang Chen's cheek, fearing that Zhang Ming would settle accounts with him, so he hurried out of the bedroom door.

Nan Yao's lips were soft and warm, and had a completely different touch from Zhang Ming's thin, cool lips.

It's ridiculous to compare them.

"Xiao Chen." Zhang Ming pressed his hand against Yang Chen's face, and rubbed his thumb where Nan Yao kissed just now, "Her saliva rubbed against your face."

Zhang Ming's hands were so strong that Yang Chen's face was flushed red.

"It's just saliva, and it's not something difficult to wipe off. It shouldn't take so long, right?" Yang Chen pressed Zhang Ming's hand and turned his head.

Holding Yang Chen's hand, Zhang Ming pulled the people around him to his side, with some red cheeks right next to his mouth.

"Xiaochen." Zhang Ming leaned in front of Yang Chen's face, kissed Nanyao's place just now, and bit gently a few times.

"Zhang Ming." Yang Chen's voice trembled a little. He found that the difference between Nan Yao's and Zhang Ming's kisses was not only the touch, but also his own feelings.When Nan Yao kissed him, his body and mind were calm, but when Zhang Ming kissed him, his body became hot.Remembering that he hated homosexuality, Yang Chen believed that this reaction must be proof that he hated homosexuality.

Zhang Ming didn't talk to Yang Chen, but shouted at the bedroom door: "Nan Yao, when are you going to peek?"

Holding two cups of black tea in his hand, Nan Yao poked his head out from behind the door, arguing: "I just walked to the door, and you shouted so loudly just now, I almost spilled all the black tea in the cup in fright."

Putting the black tea on Zhang Ming's bedside table, Nan Yao decided not to be a thorn in Zhang Ming's side when he saw the main event, greeted them, and went to the study to write.

His body was getting hotter and hotter, and Yang Chen felt a little uncomfortable with the feeling of guilt under his body. He felt inexplicably empty, but he didn't know what he wanted.It was the first time he had this feeling.

"Xiao Chen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhang Ming put his hand against Yang Chen's forehead, and then took his own temperature: "I seem to have a fever."

"It's nothing." Avoiding Zhang Ming's gaze, Yang Chen stood up and prepared to go to the bathroom.

When Yang Chen was lying down, Zhang Ming's attention was all on Yang Chen's face, and he didn't pay attention to his lower body.At this time Yang Chen stood up, and Zhang Ming noticed that his body had reacted since sometime.

"Xiaochen." Zhang Ming's expression was complicated. Was Xiaochen's physical reaction at this time because of Nanyao?

Noticing Zhang Ming's gaze, Yang Chen sat on the bed with his back to Zhang Ming.When he was lying on the bed, he just felt bloated, and he didn't look at that place himself, but now that he stood up and let Zhang Ming see it, Yang Chen couldn't help but care.

"This is a normal physiological reaction, you don't need to hide it." Zhang Ming sat next to Yang Chen, "It's normal to react to someone you like in the face of physical contact such as kisses." Afraid of misleading Yang Chen, let He thought he liked Nan Yao, Zhang Ming then added: "Of course, as a man, you don't only react to people you like."

"It must be because you kissed too hard just now, that's why I'm like this." Yang Chen blushed, and spoke softly, "After you left, I haven't made any particularly good friends, and I've been living in high school. at home……"

Yang Chen reacted because of his kiss? ! .

Zhang Ming's hand clings to Yang Chen's fingers, grabbing the quilt on the bed: "I don't know how to deal with this situation?"

Yang Chen nodded in embarrassment.

"In this situation, you can use your hands." Zhang Ming squeezed Yang Chen's hand, "Wait for me."

Zhang Ming closed the door and returned to the bed with a box of tissue paper.

"Ignore it, it will pass after a while." Yang Chen raised his head and said, "There is no need to solve it."

"You just lie down and leave the rest to me." Zhang Ming pressed Yang Chen's shoulders and pushed him down on the bed. Seeing that Yang Chen was still struggling, Zhang Ming explained, "Ignore it, it's not good for your health."

Yang Chen didn't move, and lay quietly on the bed.Zhang Ming took off his glasses, took off Yang Chen's trousers, he also took off his underwear and pushed it to his knees.

Black hair, something slightly raised, completely exposed to the air.

Zhang Ming's right hand touched it, but Yang Chen couldn't tell which was hotter, his hand or his own things.The skins of the two people were tightly attached together, and Zhang Ming began to slide his right hand slowly.

"Zhang Ming!" The unfamiliar feeling made Yang Chen's body tremble. Even though it was Zhang Ming, whom he was most familiar with, he really couldn't accept such an intimate contact, "Don't continue."

Zhang Ming simply picked up Yang Chen, let him sit on the bed with his shoulders, and said in a seductive tone, "Are you sure you don't want it?"

Speeding up the movement of his hands, Yang Chen couldn't help closing his eyes, and buried his head in Zhang Ming's neck.

Words, have been unable to speak.

The process was slower than Yang Chen thought. Feeling the movements of Zhang Ming's hands, Yang Chen felt more and more empty.I can't help stretching out my hand, but I don't understand