Riceless cooking

[furnace]

Zhou Liao had a car accident after leaving Jiang Mo's wedding.

There were animals passing by on the expressway, he was not familiar with driving, and he was in a hurry and hit the guardrail.Fortunately, he was wearing a seat belt, so he only hurt his ribs, the airbag bruised his face, and the entire front of the car Mo Yi borrowed was dented.In fact, he was already approaching the tollbooth, and if he got closer, he would slow down, and the accident might be lighter.

When he woke up, he was already in the hospital in City K. Duan Yiyuan sat beside his bed and touched his hand.

"Wake up."

At this time, Zhou Yao felt weak all over, his head hurts, he didn't know what injury he had suffered, and he didn't dare to move while lying upright, otherwise he would have avoided Duan Yiyuan's touch just now.

Duan Yiyuan also knew that Zhou Liao was particularly repulsive to his physical contact, probably because of the time he almost raped Zhou Liao four years ago, he didn't expect Zhou Liao's shadow to be so heavy.If there are regrets, there are indeed, but Duan Yiyuan doesn't know whether he regrets being impatient, or regrets not making it to the end.

But the matter has come to this point, he can only show the greatest patience in his life.

"Lie down and don't move. The doctor said that you still have a slight concussion. If you move too much, you may feel like vomiting." Duan Yiyuan stood up while talking: "Want to drink water?"

Zhou tried to speak, his throat was dry, but he could speak: "Well, thank you."

Duan Yiyuan took warm water for him, and wanted to feed him, but Zhou Yao reached out to take it and drank it awkwardly.

"I hate you the most for saying thank you." He stood beside the bed and said in a steady voice.

Zhou Yao raised his eyes to look at him, without saying a word, he put the empty cup on the bedside table, moved a little more, and finally made him feel some pain in his chest and ribs.However, Duan Yiyuan caught his slight frown, and just as the man was about to say something, the door of the ward was pushed open.

To be precise, the door was knocked open, and Zhou Wang walked in anxiously.

"Xiao Wang?"

Seeing that he was sitting upright on the bed, Zhou Wang breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Duan Yiyuan who was standing beside the bed, and pulled up a chair to sit down.

"The hospital called me." He paused, then continued, "Is my number in the family column?"

It's a bit embarrassing, he never grouped contacts: "No, it's on the shortcut key."

Duan Yiyuan stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for Zhou Liao, retracted it and put it in his trouser pocket: "I'll call the doctor over and ask about the situation, you just woke up, don't move."

When passing by Zhou Wang, Zhou Wang said, "What about you? Why are you here?"

He stopped and looked over, Zhou Wang also raised his head, and raised the corner of his mouth with a smirk: "It's been a long time."

The disgust in his heart was aroused by that light expression and he couldn't hold back even more, but his face remained motionless: "Then do you want to talk alone?"

After calling the doctor over, Duan Yiyuan turned around and said to Zhou Wang, "Come with me."

It turns out that there is a leisure area on the top floor of the inpatient department of this hospital. There are some tables and chairs, simple fitness equipment and board games. Duan Yiyuan took two cans of hot coffee from the vending machine and handed one to Zhou Wang. The two sat down.

"He was going to attend Jiang Mo's wedding, and there was a car accident when he came back." Duan Yiyuan said.

"You know it well."

"I know everything about him. In the past four years, there is no one else who has had the closest relationship with him except me."

Zhou Wang's face remained motionless, but there was a little irritability in his eyes.

"Not surprisingly, our relationship will only get closer."

"Are you dreaming?"

Duan Yiyuan seemed satisfied with the smell of gunpowder in his tone, smiled and rubbed his fingers on the warm can.

"Compared to me, you don't even have the chance to dream, right?"

Zhou Wang didn't reply, but he tightened his hand holding the coffee.

"I know that when you and Zhou Yue were back then, compared to homosexuality, incest was more untenable in the world. You would never be able to do so. Moreover, maybe I don't need to tell you this kind of thing. You Did you bring your fiancée with you when you came back? If that's the case, then what I told you is really unnecessary, please forgive me if I offend you. "

"So that's what you wanted to say?"

"You have always been hostile to me as a prelude to repairing our relationship."

"Duan Yiyuan, I still say that, you are dreaming."

The man on the other side with a calm and contemptuous expression obviously did not expect such an answer from him.

"You don't understand what real hostility is, the performance of my inability to appear on the stage when I was a child? No, even if I can't have him, I will never give him to you."

"I know what you are, Duan Yiyuan. For the past four years, I have always remembered one thing, which is to return all those despicable methods to you."

"That was the only reason I compromised with my brother back then. I never left him."

Duan Yiyuan looked at Zhou Wang in disbelief, and quickly analyzed the information he heard in his mind, which pointed to a conclusion, which he never expected.

"You're right to be surprised. This is my foreshadowing for you. Take a good look at it." Zhou Wang stood up, waved his hand over the coffee, and the dark liquid dripped down the table, dirty and embarrassing.

Zhou Wang was walking alone in the corridor of the inpatient department. It was time for lunch. Someone was pushing a dining cart to sell boxed lunches. The food was still steaming and the dishes were good. Pineapple, walked into Zhou's ward.

Zhou Le looked behind him and asked, "Where's Brother Yiyuan?"

Zhou Wang lowered his head, opened the folding table on the bed, and set the meal: "What did the doctor tell you?"

Zhou Yiyuan didn't worry about where Duan Yiyuan went, he picked up his chopsticks and started to eat. He was unconscious for most of the day and was hungry.

"The doctor told me to stay in bed to raise my bones. Depending on how well I recover, I can't escape being hospitalized for half a month."

"Then I'll take care of you." Zhou Wang sat down, opened the pineapple for him again, looked at it for a while, and ate a piece himself.

Zhou Yao looked at him, and there was a long-lost warmth in my heart.

After that day, Duan Yiyuan didn't come to the hospital again, but Zhou Wang came every day. Later, he thought it was troublesome, so he simply stayed in the accompanying bed next to him.

Zhou Yao could be called addicted in this kind of gentle and ordinary getting along, even if he lay on the hospital bed most of the time, he still felt comfortable and happy.

Xiao Wang put away his yin and yang tone, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding, and they stopped talking about trivial matters and accidents in life.The feeling of getting back the old days is so good that I don't want to think about what Xiaowang once said to him, which I have forgotten.

Half a month later, Zhou was discharged from the hospital. After greeting Mo Yi, most of the work was moved to his home. After all, he still needed to recuperate.

And Zhou Wang moved to his place to take care of him.

On the first day after he was discharged from the hospital, he couldn't bear it any longer. As soon as he got home, he unbuttoned his clothes. He smelled his body and his face was bitter.

"Wait, don't move around." Zhou Wang put hot water for him, turned around and pressed his hand, helped him take off his clothes, and slowly took his arm out of the sleeve.

"I'll do this myself." Zhou Le's face was a little hot, and his younger brother leaned closer, and his hair lightly brushed his chin.

"The doctor said you can't move too much, you still have bruises on your lungs, and your bones haven't fully grown." Zhou Wang mentioned this, and his brows couldn't help frowning, "You can't do it alone. I'll find two stools and sit in the bathroom. Wash it for you."

"Eh?"

Zhou Wang took his hand, led him into the bathroom and stood under the heater, without looking at him, turned around and found two low stools, put them on the ground and pointed, "Sit."

Zhou Li was taken aback. Although they had indeed gotten along like ordinary brothers without any grievances in the past half month, he was now topless, with only a pair of thin trousers all over his body.Zhou Wang rolled up his cuffs high, and the tiny fluff on his face was illuminated by the Yuba into an exciting and soft shape.

He felt baffled, but still stiffened his fingers nervously.Zhou Wang didn't respond, and tugged at his wrist: "Sit down, by the way, why are you still wearing pants, it's okay to bend over." The rope, "Forget it, don't move, I will come."

Zhou was almost speechless, grabbing his pants reflexively.

Zhou Wang let out a chuckle, it sounded like he had been holding back for a long time.

"Laughing fart." The face of the man pulling his pants was flushed.

"Okay, don't tease you, sit down quickly and I'll wash you, or you'll catch a cold." Zhou Wang said softly.

After a week, he took off his pants awkwardly, and this time only his underwear was left on his body.

He sat down, and his younger brother took off the shower head, tested the temperature of the water on his hand, and then slowly approached his body.

He shrank his shoulders slightly, and originally wanted to say something insignificant to adjust the atmosphere, but his throat tightened in spite of himself.

Zhou Wang's hands rubbed the back of his neck, shoulder blades, spine and waist with just the right strength, as if he was massaging.

The steamy bathroom seemed to have turned into a huge furnace, steaming slowly, Zhou lowered his head and pursed his lips.At the same time, a hot current rose in his body, and the desire that had been silent for many years seemed to wake up at an inappropriate time.

No, how can it be done.They're over, this monstrosity of lust.

Zhou Li slowly moved his legs together, his muscles tensed up, but Xiao Wang's hands were getting faster and faster, and they came around his body, and the skin of his fingers would even rub against his lower abdomen with the slippery foam in a few gaps superior.

It's going to be on fire.He couldn't help frowning, but at this moment, a strange bell rang in the bathroom.

Zhou Wang used to use a loud metal solo as the ringtone for his cell phone, but this time it was the brisk default ringtone.

He coughed twice to clear his throat, and helped Zhou Lio turn on the shower: "You take a shower first." Then he quickly dried his hands, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom sideways while answering the phone.

"Hello, Baili."

Seeing his messy organs, Zhou Li propped up a shameful bulge in his soaked panties.

He reached out and flipped the switch to cold water.

But Xiao Wang's warm voice came through the door, and a few intimate words came vaguely.

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