After Bai Yueguang's stand-in is passive and slow to work

Shen Heng's words evoked Jiang Zhiyu's memories, and guilt flashed in his eyes, he walked up to open the car door and sat in.

The car didn't start immediately, and Shen Heng was looking down at his phone when he heard Jiang Zhiyu apologize softly: "I'm sorry, Shen Heng."

"Let's drive." Shen Heng ignored him.

Jiang Zhiyu looked sadly at Shen Heng's expressionless side face.

He remembered that it was a weekend day, and Shen Heng thought for a long time before tentatively saying that Nian wanted to hang out with him. After he agreed, both of them were in a good mood. At that time, Shen Heng finished his work and took the initiative to nest in him arms.

Why on earth was he so conceited that he felt that the voice was played for himself on purpose?Why do you think that Shen Heng deliberately planned to move out because he wanted to threaten him?

From the beginning to the end, Shen Heng stood in front of him cautiously holding a clean heart, but the one who was really dark inside but still pretended to be smart was himself.

Similar things, one pile after another, Jiang Zhiyu didn't dare to recall.

For so long, he has squandered Shen Heng's sincerity and love for him wantonly, treating them as deserved and contemptible, and even treating Shen Heng as his own private property, and if he disobeyed even a little, he would suffer his own neglect and wanton rudeness treat.

How did Shen Heng get through it?

This is how strong and gentle love is needed to forgive in pain and even breed more love.

But this love has disappeared, and was even thrown into the mud by his own hands.He wanted to start over, but no matter what, he couldn't beg for the chance Shen Heng gave him.

Jiang Zhiyu stared at Shen Heng's side face in rapt attention, eyes full of heartbroken pain.

He reached out to touch Shen Heng's face, but Shen Heng dodged it, and by the way he gave him a look: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Zhiyu's hand froze in mid-air, he either stopped or let it go, and finally withdrew his hand: "I just want to touch you."

"If you don't drive anymore, I'll take a taxi and go back." Shen Heng's tone was cool.

Jiang Zhiyu twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, and then started the car.

When the two arrived home in the evening, Jiang Zhiyu warmed up a glass of milk for Shen Heng as usual.

Since the last time he met Shen Heng who couldn't sleep and got up to take medicine in the middle of the night, he has slowly developed this habit, even now that Shen Heng has recovered, he still persists.

When he went upstairs, Shen Heng had already taken a shower and was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone. When he heard the movement at the door of the bedroom, he didn't even move his eyelids.

"Baby, come and drink the milk." Jiang Zhiyu went to the bed and sat down, handed him the cup, and asked with great interest, "What are you doing?"

"Chat." Shen Heng blew on the milk.

"With whom?" Jiang Zhiyu asked again.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"The one whose surname is Song?" Jiang Zhiyu's tone didn't sound like a questioning question, but a bit like anger.

Shen Heng ignored him, and gulped down the milk. Jiang Zhiyu took the empty cup from him and took it downstairs. When he came back, Shen Heng had just finished rinsing his mouth and came out of the bathroom.

Jiang Zhiyu walked towards Shen Heng quickly, and before he went to bed, he gently hugged his waist from the front.

"?" Shen Heng was a little confused by his sudden movement.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't say anything, just rested his chin on Shen Heng's shoulder, closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths before letting him go reluctantly.

"Baby, you smell so good." Jiang Zhiyu said with a smile.

"Thank you." Shen Heng nodded to him, turned around and sat back on the bed.

It was too early to go to bed at this time, Jiang Zhiyu turned around and went out for a while, and came back after a while, still holding something in his hand.

"Look." He sat beside Shen Heng, took people into his arms, and showed him one by one.

Only then did Shen Heng see clearly that what Jiang Zhiyu was holding was the photo Su Yuehua took of the two of them at noon today.

All of them were washed out by him, and he also washed two copies.

"I plan to hang one set in our bedroom and keep the other set." Jiang Zhiyu showed him in a good mood. Holding the real thing in his hand is always a bit more vivid and realistic than seeing it on the phone screen. .

This photo is a very ordinary photo taken by a tourist, the light is too strong, and the background behind it is a bit blurry. It was only because the two protagonists in the photo were so superior in appearance that it was saved.It would seem too strange to enlarge it and wash it out and hang it in the bedroom, and the style of Jiang Zhiyu's house, although it has intentionally leaned towards life and warmth, is still very inconsistent.

"Look at this one." Jiang Zhiyu pulled out his favorite photo of stealing Shen Heng, and showed it to him: "You smile very happily, I haven't seen you smiling at me like this for a long time It's over." There was a little aggrieved in his tone.

Shen Heng stared at the photo. In the picture, Jiang Zhiyu had one arm around his waist, while leaning down and kissing his side face, and he looked at the camera with a smile, which looked a bit like a Meaning to Bi people.

"Then look at the photos more." Shen Heng lowered his eyes, seemingly not interested.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't care about the perfunctory in his tone, but continued to read it from the beginning again, and suddenly said: "Then I'll find some time, let's take some photos, shall we?"

"Not interested." Shen Heng quickly refused.

Jiang Zhiyu looked down at Shen Heng's movement of leaning on his chest. Although he was the one who pulled him into his arms, Shen Heng didn't resist, but just lay on him.When he lowered his head now, he could just see his delicate side face and jaw line, under the light of the bedroom lamp, there was a delicate touch of fluff.

He got up slowly, lowered his head and rubbed Shen Heng's face with his lips.

The place where he was kissed seemed a little itchy, so Shen Heng wiped it with the back of his hand.

Jiang Zhiyu didn't intend to stop, his lips moved from the side of his face to the earlobe, Shen Heng's ear was small, and the earlobe was slightly cold, Jiang Zhiyu took a sip with his lips, and then put it in his mouth, neither light nor heavy the suck.

Until his hand was ambiguously poked in from the neckline, Shen Heng's breathing became heavier. He held Jiang Zhiyu's arm and stabilized his breath: "I still have something to do, I'm not interested tonight."

As soon as Jiang Zhiyu stopped moving, his body had already reacted honestly before he kissed Shen Heng. He thought it would be a matter of course, but he didn't expect to get stuck here.

"Baby..." He endured until his voice became hoarse, and there was undisguised desire in his eyes.

Shen Heng got up from him, glanced at his pajama pants, and suddenly smiled: "Didn't you say that you like me and love me? You can't bear such a little thing?"

Jiang Zhiyu's chest rose and fell heavily, took a deep breath for a while, and then nodded: "I can bear it."

As he said that, he was about to get out of bed and go to the bathroom.

"What are you doing?" Shen Heng stopped him and asked for the first time.

Jiang Zhiyu coughed uncomfortably: "Go take a bath."

"Didn't you wash it?" Shen Heng blinked, seemingly innocent.

"Baby, my wife, be good, let me go for a few minutes, I'll be back soon." Seen by Shen Heng's harmless deer-like eyes, Jiang Zhiyu felt like he was going to explode, and the last sentence was almost a plea said it.

"Don't go." Shen Heng lazily leaned back on the head of the bed, and ordered Jiang Zhiyu.

"Baby..." Jiang Zhiyu didn't want to leave, and he didn't want to leave.

Shen Heng didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

After a while, Jiang Zhiyu finally compromised, turned around and returned to the bed.

Shen Heng nodded: "Sleeping." Immediately, he turned off the light neatly, and lay down with his back on his back.

Jiang Zhiyu couldn't sleep, but he didn't dare to move, he was afraid of disturbing Shen Heng, so he could only stare blankly at the dark room, thinking about other things, trying to distract his attention.

Shen Heng didn't fall asleep either, and the heavy breathing from the person behind him kept ringing in his ears. Although it sounded like he had deliberately endured it, sometimes he couldn't bear it.

He suddenly reached out and turned on the light, sat up from the bed and looked back: "What are you breathing for?"

"Wife, you're here, it can't get down." After holding back for too long, there was still Shen Heng lying beside him, and he couldn't touch it, Jiang Zhiyu said with a bit of a breakdown.

Shen Heng glanced at it and found that it was exactly as Jiang Zhiyu said.

"You can't do it?" he asked.

Jiang Zhiyu had never experienced such torture. He regretted in his heart that he teased Shen Heng before going to bed. As a result, Shen Heng didn't respond, but the fire burned himself, and there was a tendency to burn more and more.

He endured it and gritted his teeth: "Okay."

"Wait a minute." Seeing that Shen Heng was about to turn off the lights, Jiang Zhiyu stopped him: "Honey, can you use your hands..."

"No." Shen Heng interrupted him: "If you want to solve it yourself, go out and solve it, don't make a noise next to me."

Jiang Zhiyu paused, and saw Shen Heng lying down again.

He didn't turn off the lights this time, probably because he wanted to make fun of Jiang Zhiyu and let him go out.

Jiang Zhiyu hesitated for a while, but instead of going out, he leaned over to Shen Heng's side and turned off the light.

Shen Heng woke up very early the next day, it was rare for Jiang Zhiyu not to hug him tightly last night, but he was not used to it.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes, and turned his head to see that Jiang Zhiyu had his back facing him, hugged a pillow in his arms, and buried his face in the pillow, his movements were childish and cute.

Shen Heng got out of bed to wash up, and after a while, Jiang Zhiyu also opened the bathroom door and came in.

"Morning, baby." Jiang Zhiyu smiled at Shen Heng, with a tired smile, and walked to him to wash up.

Seeing his lack of energy, Shen Heng knew that he didn't go out yesterday, which really made him hold back, which made Shen Heng a little impressed.

"What do you want for breakfast? Shall I go buy it?" Jiang Zhiyu asked Shen Heng after washing his face and feeling better.

"Whatever." Shen Heng answered casually as he was applying lotion.

Jiang Zhiyu kissed him on the face, regardless of whether he ate the skin care products that Shen Heng had just applied, and then looked at him contentedly, with doting eyes: "Then I bought it, you like it now I remember everything."

What he said was like asking for credit, Shen Heng painted the area kissed by Jiang Zhiyu again, and then said lightly: "It's hard for you."

Jiang Zhiyu looked at Shen Heng with a smile in his eyes.