Reason is still chaotic

As soon as Duan Zhicheng got into the Shen family's car, his sanity tended to clear up.And Shen Jiali leaned back on the seat upright, and calmly put a hand on his thigh.

The fingers flicked and lingered nimbly, and tirelessly traced the shape of the fiery organ through two layers of thick cloth.Duan Zhicheng swallowed, and held his hand unbearably.

The two sides looked at each other and smiled this time, and Duan Zhicheng laughed softly, "Jiali, you tortured me."

Shen Jiali smiled and said nothing - the driver was right ahead, he was afraid that what he had said would slip away.

All of a sudden the car arrived at Shen's mansion, and the two got out of the car one after another without talking, but hurriedly walked into the building.Duan Zhicheng bowed slightly, because his lower body was still bulging, so he walked in a secretive way, and his steps were very unnatural.The two rushed into the building, when a night watchman saw him, but came up to him and said: "Master, the young master of the second master's family has come at night, he is not asleep, and is waiting for you in the living room."

Shen Jiali was very surprised when he heard this.And at this very moment, Shen Zichun really ran out and shouted happily: "Third Uncle—" Then he saw Duan Zhicheng at a glance, and immediately lowered his voice by many decibels: "Uncle Duan."

Duan Zhicheng's heart was on fire, so he reluctantly agreed with a smile.And Shen Zichun returned to his usual honest appearance, turned to Shen Jiali and said, "Third Uncle, I have nothing to do during the winter vacation, so I want to stay with you for two days..."

How could Shen Jiali care about these things at the moment, so he hurriedly waved his hand upwards: "Okay, you—you'd better go to sleep in my room. I still have something to talk about with you, Uncle Duan, you sleep in yours ,go quickly!"

Shen Zichun obtained the residence permit. Although the two people in front of him seemed to be in different states, he didn't dare to delay, and immediately ran upstairs.But Shen Jiali hesitated for a moment, and then led Duan Zhicheng up to the second floor.

Shen Zichun came prepared this time, entered the bedroom and unfolded the quilt, he suddenly remembered that his pajamas and other things were packed in his schoolbag, left in the living room and forgot to bring them up, so he opened the door and ran downstairs again.Unexpectedly, just halfway down the stairs, he saw Shen Jiali walking out of the restaurant alone, holding a shiny steel ice bucket with a bottle of foreign wine in his hands.The two sides faced each other, and he found that the third uncle's face was pale and red, his eyes were a little scattered, a little bright, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was smiling strangely.

He was inexplicably startled, and turned sideways to make way for him.When Shen Jiali passed by, he softly reprimanded again: "Don't run around, go to sleep."

Shen Zichun picked up his bulging schoolbag in the living room, and seeing the face of his third uncle playing back in front of him, he felt very suspicious in his heart—it was in the middle of the night, there was no food, why would he drink cold wine?Besides, drink as long as you drink, how could third uncle be so excited?

He walked upstairs in confusion. At this time, the servant saw that he was going to sleep, so he turned off all the lights in the downstairs rooms and went to rest by himself.Shen Zichun stopped at the stairs on the second floor and listened carefully, but he didn't hear anything.

He went back to his room to wash and change his clothes, then turned off the light and lay down on the bed; because he stayed up so hard, he didn't feel sleepy.After tossing and turning with his ears pricked up for a long time, he faintly heard a door knock from the corridor - thinking that Shen Jiali was coming back, he hurriedly sat up in the dark, but after the knock, there was a long silence.

Shen Zichun sat in the dark for a while, couldn't help but lifted the quilt, got out of bed barefoot and walked towards the door.Probing his ears to the door panel, he vaguely heard a very soft whisper from outside: "Coincidentally, there are really candles." Then there was a series of hissing and suppressed laughter, and he couldn't tell it was the third uncle. It was still Uncle Duan's voice.

Shen Zichun stood there in a daze for a while, finally grasped the handle of the built-in lock with his hand, held his breath, pressed down little by little, and opened the door soundlessly.Turning sideways like a shadow, he slipped out of the bedroom like a thin paper man.

The corridor was also dark, with only a few faint lights emitting from the door of the guest room three rooms away, which showed that the door was not closed tightly.Shen Zichun's body trembled a little, but after swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he still bowed his head, first rolled up the legs of his pajamas, and then rolled up the sleeves of his pajamas.Kneeling down on all fours, like a sneaky skinny cat, he crawled silently towards the only light.

The closer the distance to the light, the clearer the mysterious and strange voice. It is not a language, but a trembling panting, which seems to indicate the existence of some kind of taboo.He held his breath and stopped in front of the door, pressing one eye to the crack of the door.

He saw the flickering candlelight in the room, saw Duan Zhicheng standing naked in the candlelight, and saw Shen Jiali kneeling naked on the ground, serving the other party's genitals with his lips in the most humble gesture.

The expressions on both sides were uniformly intoxicated and confused, Duan Zhicheng bit his lip and raised his head, his fingers spread out to grab Shen Jiali's short hair.And Shen Jiali sucked even more excitedly in the slight pain.

After some time, the scene in Shen Zichun's eyes changed, this time it was Duan Zhicheng who pushed Shen Jiali onto the bed.The two sides moved while hugging and kissing, and the upper and lower sides were extremely tightly combined.Shen Jiali's limbs were all entangled with Duan Zhicheng's body, and his arms and thighs reflected delicate light in the candlelight.

Shen Zichun seemed to be in a daze, staring at the picture in the room, unable to move his eyes away.After a while, he suddenly shivered, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and suddenly realized his dangerous situation.

So he suppressed his breathing, and retreated step by step like a beast.

Shen Zichun returned to the bedroom, and got into the bed in a daze.

He curled up into a ball as if he was cold, and there was a misty light in front of his eyes—maybe it was candlelight, or maybe it was the light reflected by Shen Jiali's skin.

He didn't see Shen Jiali's face, but in his impression, the third uncle just now seemed to have only one body - smooth and flexible.

In this dark place and time, Uncle San still has such a side.

15-year-old Shen Zichun was lying on the bed, silent and writhing in his stomach.

He seemed to have never been so stimulated before in his life, he couldn't see anything now, the scene just now was played over and over again in his mind, like a silent movie with no beginning and no end.His hands and feet were freezing cold in the corridor, but he couldn't warm them up until dawn.

He refused to get up because he didn't know how to face Uncle Duan—as for Uncle Duan, he was not very familiar with it, so that was fine.But he lingered until more than nine o'clock in the morning. After thinking about it, he felt that it would be unreasonable for him to lie down any longer, so he had no choice but to get up.

In the sunny living room downstairs, he saw Shen Jiali.

Shen Jiali was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, when he saw him coming, he said indifferently as usual: "Just woke up?"

He lowered his head, unable to look at the other person directly, and tried his best to control his voice, for fear that he would reveal an abnormal tone: "Today... I slept late."

It was normal for him to stay up late yesterday waiting for Shen Jiali to come back, and to sleep in late this morning.So Shen Jiali put down the newspaper and stood up, said casually: "It's just right, let's have breakfast together."

Shen Zichun followed him to the restaurant, thinking that Duan Zhicheng had probably left.