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"Brother Yan?"

Yan Mu's movement came suddenly, and he hugged Jiang Zhihuo's back tightly with both arms.

He sat downstairs for a long time, and his body was chilled.

Jiang Zhihuo held the bouquet in one hand, and rubbed Yan Mu's back with the other: "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"

Yan Mu didn't speak, and looked deeply at Jiang Zhihuo, with loose hair on his forehead, his brows were slightly frowned, and he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes clearly.

Then he lowered his head again, forehead touching forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.

This action was a bit like acting like a baby, Jiang Zhihuo obviously felt Yan Mu's tense back gradually loosen.

Jiang Zhihuo patted him again, deliberately said: "So wronged, who bullied our brother Yan, let's go, brother will help you teach that person a lesson."

After saying this, Yan Mu was obviously taken aback, and immediately let go of his hand, his expression was indescribable, as if he was about to say something.

so fun.

Jiang Zhihuo lowered his head and smiled sullenly, then stuffed the flowers into Yan Mu's arms. The bouquet was very heavy, and his hands were sore after holding it for a long time.

Yan Mu held the bottom of the bouquet.

The flowers are all picked that have not yet fully opened, the buds are half closed, and water drops fall on the petals.

Feeling relaxed with nothing in his hand, Jiang Zhihuo walked forward carelessly, and said, "Let's go up first?"

The two entered the elevator, opened the door, and changed their shoes.Yan Mu was still standing at the door with flowers in his arms, and Jiang Zhihuo had already rushed in first.

Wanting to find the flower shop quickly and come back quickly, Jiang Zhihuo ran all the way, sweating all over in winter.

He washed his hands first, then unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and poured it down.

Yan Mu's brain turned slowly tonight, obviously dizzy, he looked dazed, then Jiang Zhihuo, and after Jiang Zhihuo put the mineral water on the dining table, he slowly asked: "Someone gave you flowers ?”

Jiang Zhihuo paused: "?"

Yan Mu asked again: "Did you pick it up?"

Jiang Zhihuo narrowed his eyes: "???"

Can you still ask such a question?

After kissing in the bar, why do I still need to ask when I come back with flowers? !

Brother Yan, what is your IQ?

Jiang Zhihuo didn't say anything, and patted Yan Mu's shoulder: "I'm going to take a bath, Brother Yan, you should think about it."

Yan Mu was demoted for unknown reasons, this kind of brother Yan is not common, and it is cute for Xueshen to be silly occasionally.

When he came out of the shower, Jiang Zhihuo unexpectedly saw Yan Mu sitting on the sofa, crossing his fingers to support his chin, staring at the bouquet on the coffee table solemnly.

This temperament doesn't match that of Brother Yan, he is cute, and his eyes are serious, as if he can really stare at the answer.

Jiang Zhihuo wanted to laugh again.When Yan Mu heard the movement, he turned the same eyes to Jiang Zhihuo.

Hua can't answer, but Jiang Zhihuo can.

Jiang Zhihuo was leaning against the wall, looking at him as well, with a towel around his neck, and he was wiping his hair alternately.

"Have you figured it out yet?" Jiang Zhihuo raised the corner of his mouth and asked.

Yan Mu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, slowly got up and approached Jiang Zhihuo.

Jiang Zhihuo put his hands down and put the towel on his shoulders again.

Yan Mu's figure leaned over, raised his arm to touch his hand, pressed back with a little force, and then breathed down, breathing a little fast, tense.

"Think of it?" Jiang Zhihuo smiled.He must have thought of it, otherwise he wouldn't have done this to him.

"No." Yan Mu said, "Unexpected."

Jiang Zhihuo shook his head, as if regretting: "Brother Yan's IQ is offline."

"I can't believe it." Yan Mu said.

"Isn't that just thought of it?" Jiang Zhihuo pointed out.

As Jiang Zhihuo said, he raised his eyes to observe Yan Mu's eyes. His eyes were a little red, and they were always deep, as hard to melt as ink.

Accustomed to the cold, Yan Mu is good at hiding his emotions, usually he can't read much from his eyes.

But it's different now, body temperature and heartbeat are close at hand, both telling you his emotions, very indifferent, but warm, these two words are diametrically opposed, but at this moment they are all safe on the same person.

——Anyone would be tempted by Yan Ge looking at him like this.

What's more, Jiang Zhihuo already knew that he was going to die.

I don't know who took the initiative first, this question doesn't seem to be that important, originally the two were close to each other, and they could kiss each other with a slight bow or lean forward.

There is nothing to avoid emotionally. They hug each other, kiss each other, and create a small space with their arms around them. They trap themselves in it, and their breath is entangled.

Yan Mu pinched the back of Jiang Zhihuo's neck, and Jiang Zhihuo raised his head.

He had just taken a shower, and the smell of shower gel remained on his body, and there were drops of water falling from his undried hair on his neck. Yan Mu wiped off the drop of water, and pressed his thumb on the spine.

For Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu, kissing is a very proficient thing. They have done a lot of it some time ago, kissing for 3 minutes and 10 minutes, and kissing several times a day. They have long learned to breathe.

But this time the kiss was so fucking ruthless, I couldn't get through the strength, and my breathing was as chaotic as the first kiss.

The flowers are still standing on the coffee table, the petals are bright, the color of fire.

Yan Mu lowered his hand, resting his thumb on the gland and gently rubbing it.

Jiang Zhihuo usually does not actively touch this place, and it was only at this time that he realized that his glands became more and more sensitive with the differentiation process. Yan Mu retracted his neck reflexively and tilted his head when he touched it. Clasping his hands, the back of his neck was itchy.

A kiss stopped suddenly, and the two of them didn't say anything more. Their heartbeats were so close, their breaths so close, and the number of common emotions couldn't be counted.

Jiang Zhihuo hugged Yan Mu with a smile, his legs were still a little weak, but he couldn't let Yan Mu know about it for the time being, it was embarrassing.

He put his cheek against Yan Mu's cheek, rubbing left and right.

Both of their faces were hot, and they couldn't cool down just after the kiss.

The breath hits the earlobe, which is also hot, and the sound is also hot.

Jiang Zhihuo said: "I don't know how to say it, anyway, let's do it like this, Brother Yan, why don't we have a relationship?"

After speaking, he looked up again.

Yan Mu always thought that Jiang Zhihuo's eyes were beautiful, with dense long eyelashes, deep and wide eyelids, the tails of his eyes were raised up when he smiled, and there was a touch of moisture in his eyes, which were full of light.

Some kind of emotion poured out of his chest uncontrollably, Yan Mu couldn't speak at all, he couldn't answer any questions, so he lowered his head again and put it on his lips.

It was another kiss, presumptuous but calm. At first, the two of them were in the living room, and later they entered the room. It was too cold in winter, and the heating would be turned on when they slept at night, so the air in the room was drier than outside.

This kind of environment is even more irresistible. Being so close, chest to chest and hands in arms, every reaction on my body is clear.

They are slightly separated.

Jiang Zhihuo said Brother Yan, my hair is not dry yet.

Yan Mu said I will help you.

"Okay." Jiang Zhihuo didn't refuse, sitting cross-legged on the carpet, Yan Mu plugged in the hair dryer, the reaction from the kiss just now hadn't subsided, Jiang Zhihuo turned his back and touched a pillow from the bed with his backhand, and put it on his lap superior.

The hot wind blew over the top of his head, his fingers shuttled lightly through the hair, and he pressed it lightly. It didn't mean anything, it was just blowing his hair, but Jiang Zhihuo still felt his whole body stretched from the top of his head.

The boy's hair is short, and it dries in a short time.

Yan Mu put away the hair dryer, then sat on the edge of the bed without moving.

The kiss I just had, what is the most appropriate thing to say now.

"Talk about it?" Jiang Zhihuo turned his head and saw Yan Mu grabbing a pillow and hugging him at some point.

"Wait a minute." Yan Mu said, "I'll take a shower."

The two sat one on the bed and the other on the carpet, and their movements were surprisingly consistent—one hugged a pillow in front of them.

Somewhere in this scene, Jiang Zhihuo got a laugh again. He buried his head in the pillow and started laughing, and finally raised his head with difficulty, unable to hide his smile: "Brother Yan, you are so cute."

Yan Mu put the pillow in front of Jiang Zhihuo, not letting him see anything, jumped out of bed with a "boom", grabbed the towel and rushed into the bathroom.

It's just a shower, boys take a shower very fast, Yan Mu took a bath for more than half an hour today, the door of the room was not closed, the bathroom is not far from this door, the sound of flushing water kept coming from outside the door, without stopping, I don't know if there are other things to do.

These days, Jiang Zhihuo's reaction had already gone down. When Yan Mu came out, Jiang Zhihuo leaned against the head of the bed, had already turned out the Kindle and read a book for a while, and the soft quilt covered his lower body.

Half of the bed for one person, which was clearly separated before, although Jiang Zhihuo would always roll to Yan Mu's side after falling asleep, but before falling asleep, the two always kept a clear distinction - this is the last dignity, which cannot be surrendered.

Yan Mu stood on the side drying his hair, the whistling wind filled the room.

The moment the hair dryer was turned off, the room suddenly became quiet, and Jiang Zhihuo raised his head.

"Brother Yan."

Jiang Zhihuo hasn't been back for the past few days, and he's wearing Yan Mu's pajamas, light gray, with a round neck, and the neckline is tilted to one side after a long time, and he didn't even notice it.

The clavicle exposed is exquisite, the neck is fair, the gland part is especially white, and the smell of sweet and fragrant wine is not restrained at all, overflowing from there.

Yan Mu couldn't bear this scene.

His Omega is on his bed, wearing his clothes, looking at him with his head slightly tilted, his eyes are dark and bright——Jiang Zhihuo's eyes are always so frank and warm.

"You haven't answered my question just now." Jiang Zhihuo said.

Yan Mu sat on his half of the bed, trying to suppress his heartbeat.

"Talking about understanding or talking about love?" he asked.

Jiang Zhihuo looked at him and smiled: "There are all of them, you choose one and answer first."

Then, Yan Mu hugged him again.

I felt the warmth of a hot shower just on my body, everything was hot when my skin touched, and it was very comfortable to hug.

When hugging, you can't see the other person's expression clearly, and you can really feel the other person's presence. Only then can Yan Mu be completely at ease.

Jiang Zhihuo scratched his arm.

When a person relaxes, the biceps are completely soft, even if you can't feel it, you can touch it. The physical reaction will tell you the other person's emotions.

So Jiang Zhihuo quietly waited for Yan Mu to speak.

Yan Mu said, but he still didn't answer the questions—or answered all of them, Jiang Zhihuo couldn't tell the difference for a while.

Because Yan Mu hugged him and said to him: "Xiaozhou, I'm going crazy with joy."