suppress his susceptibility period

It was almost eleven o'clock when Jiang Ju arrived at Shen Xiuran's house.

Leaving the door open, he opened it and walked in. The house was very big and empty, a two-story bungalow, and Shen Xiuran was the only one at home.

"Where are your parents?"

The living room was lit, and the most boring commercial was playing on the TV. Before he arrived, Shen Xiuran sat alone on the sofa waiting for him. When he came, he stood up. The huge crystal chandelier above his head chopped up the light On him, messy stillness.

Inexplicably, Jiang Zhu felt that Shen Xiuran was so pitiful.

Although their family can't be said to be lively, the family is always together, and no one is left behind.

"Why are you left alone at home?"

"They have returned to the old house for the New Year." Shen Xiuran said calmly.

"Then why didn't you go back together?" Jiang Wang asked.

"Because it's not my home."

This answer was unexpected, but reasonable. Jiang Wang thought he was smart, so he couldn't continue to ask.

Feeling stuffy and uncomfortable, but with a lazy smile on his face, he walked up to Shen Xiuran as if nothing had happened and said, "Reunion after a long absence... No, it's only two weeks, not a long time, so Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, come and hug me! "

As he spoke, he opened his arms and hugged Shen Xiuran very actively.

Since New Year's Eve, this house has returned to the breath of a second person, the temperature of a second person.

Shen Xiuran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his hand to hug Jiang Lu back.

Even though he couldn't smell any omega smell through the two layers of barrier stickers, he still felt satisfied. The heart frozen in the deep winter finally showed a warming trend at this moment.

It has nothing to do with pheromone, it's purely because of this person in his arms.

The soft cooing sounds were particularly noticeable in the quiet living room.

Jiang Ruan rubbed his nose and withdrew from Shen Xiuran's embrace, rubbed his screaming stomach, grinning without any embarrassment on his face, and said, "I didn't even eat enough for dinner, I've come all the way to find you to waste the last bit of energy It's all over, do you want to consider feeding me?"

Shen Xiuran looked at him: "What do you want to eat?"

"It's hard to say." Jiang Wang said frankly: "Nianhao stores are on holiday, what I want to eat depends on which stores are still open..."

"You don't need to order takeaway." Shen Xiuran interrupted him: "I'll make it for you if you want to eat."

"?" Never thought that Shen Xiuran also has the skill of cooking, but Jiang Huang automatically ignored it: "You know how to cook?!"

"A little bit." Shen Xiuran took the trouble and asked him for the third time: "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Wang didn't know where the scope of this "point" was, so he tentatively said the simplest: "Is beef noodles okay?"

Without saying a word, Shen Xiuran turned and went into the kitchen.

Jiang Lu was curious about how autistic children cook, and Pidianpidian followed him in, swaying behind Shen Xiuran like a small tail, he took a step and he followed each other, probing his head, Shen Xiuran turned his head and almost bumped into him several times .

Jiang Lu himself felt bored when he came down several times, he was the one who was in the way, and he was the one who wanted to change the cook, and he started driving people away, but Shen Xiuran never said a word to him, even if he reminded him, it didn't make him feel safe at all. Let him follow suit and act as his little tail.

Jiang Wang had a deeper understanding of Shen Xiuran's good temper, and relied on his extremely high tolerance for himself to push his nose to the face.

"Do you want green onions?" He suggested himself, "I'll cut it!"

"You know how to cook?" Shen Xiuran glanced at him lightly, and Jiang Ruan shook his head with peace of mind: "No, it's not a technical job not to chop green onions, it's a trivial matter, don't worry if you leave it to me!"

Shen Xiuran handed him a handful of green onions: "Wash them clean and put them on the chopping board."

"Got it!"

Jiang Lule Diandian washed and picked the shallots, put them on the chopping board and was about to get the kitchen knife, took the kitchen knife with both hands before him, took the shallots by the way, and skillfully cut them.

The sound made by the contact between the kitchen knife and the chopping board was short and rhythmic. Jiang Wang looked at his left and right hands, which were suddenly idle, and looked confused: "Didn't you agree that I will cut it?"

"I didn't agree." Shen Xiuran said concisely.

Jiang Lu was not convinced, and seriously reviewed the conversation with him just now: "You give me the green onions to wash, and let me put them on the chopping board."

"You're done."

"But I didn't cut it."

"I didn't say cut it for you."

"..."

"Xueba is still a bit unlikable." Jiang Wang muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's really unreasonable to play word games with Brother Jiang, it's so daring."

Shen Xiuran ignored him, sprinkled the chopped green onions into the seasoning bowl, scooped up a spoonful of hot soup and poured it over, the aroma immediately permeated the entire kitchen.

Jiang Lu, who remembers the goldfish, sniffed, and was happy again in a blink of an eye: "Wow, who can bear this, it's too delicious, even better than my aunt's!" He gave Shen Xiuran a thumbs up without hesitation: "Brother Shen, awesome!"

Shen Xiuran started to go down, Jiang Juan randomly grabbed a handful and threw it in, thinking that good-looking people are king.

Hands are good-looking, face is also good-looking, it is really pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it, the way you cook the noodles seriously is the same as the way you do your homework seriously, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.

It also made my heart beat faster than I could restrain myself.

Jiang Rufei blinked quickly, and suddenly asked: "Squad leader, can I take a photo and send it to Moments?"

"what ever."

"Great!" Jiang Lu gave a thumbs up.

When Shen Xiuran was fishing for noodles, he took out his mobile phone and turned on the camera. Originally, he just wanted to take a picture of the hot and fragrant beef noodles just out of the pan, but as soon as the picture appeared, he couldn't help taking pictures of Shen Xiuran together.

The boy's side face was covered in white mist, his eyelids were lowered, and the corners of his mouth were still curved indifferently, but because of the half-covered eyes, there was a bit of gentleness that seemed to be absent.

Jiang Lu was a little dumbfounded.

When I was asked whether I would like to eat softer or harder, I suddenly came back to my senses.

I didn't know what was going on with the strange feeling of flustered feeling in my heart, so I answered softly and lowered my head to open Moments.

Two minutes ago, Cheng Xi just posted a Moments, the accompanying picture is a selfie with a selfie stick, Yu Dongyu is also in the picture, holding Cheng Xi sitting on the carpet between the coffee table and the sofa, in front of him What a big pile of snacks.

Wording: [Happy second grade!Turns out my boyfriend loves me more than I thought! /Love]

Buy a snack and show it off, kiddo.

Jiang Wang complained, looking at the beef noodles that he had already cooked, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he won this round.

I took a perfect photo just out of the pot, opened the photo uploaded by a friend, hesitated between the two photos with people and no one, and finally picked the one with no one.

The words are all stolen by Cheng Qi:

【Happy second grade!It turns out that my deskmate loves me more than I thought! 】

The following replies piled up very quickly. I wish him a happy new year, and I also want to eat. The most eye-catching one is Cheng Qi who took up a mouthful of the sofa:

[Woc!Brother Jiang, are you celebrating the New Year with the squad leader? !Don't tell me that the squad leader cooked this noodles for you, my three views will be shattered! 】

Jiang Lu deliberately didn't reply to him to make him feel uncomfortable, Mei Zizi put away his phone and wanted to go to Duanmian, but was robbed of his job once.

"Hot." Shen Xiuran picked up the bowl: "Go out and sit."

Jiang Lu smiled and immediately took a pair of chopsticks and ran back to the living room: "You are so thoughtful, thank you monitor~"

His eating speed has never been fast, and he will eat more slowly when he likes delicious food. While eating, Rainbow farts crisply, and he will praise this bowl of beef noodles to the sky.

Shen Xiuran sat on the side with him, listening to him in silence, and saw a red dot in the circle of friends, clicked on it, it was the circle of friends that Jiang Wang posted recently.

Putting the matching words and pictures into his sight, Shen Xiuran lingered on the last two words for a long time. Finally, he lightly touched his fingertips to light up the heart in the lower right corner.

Congratulations to someone who guessed right.

Since Jiang Lu came, he never thought that he would go back tonight, and Shen Xiuran rushed him to take a bath after eating noodles.

Everything in the bathroom was ready, neatly folded clean pajamas were also put aside, it was Shen Xiuran's size, Jiang Lu's was a bit too big, the cuffs and trouser legs were long, and the shoulder line collapsed to the arm.

"It's not suitable." Jiang Wang pulled up his trousers: "It seems that I am very short, obviously I am also 1.8 meters tall."

Shen Xiuran looked at him from beginning to end.

The person he likes is wearing his clothes next to his body, and this earnestness gives him a wonderful sense of possession.

Weirdly satisfying, if I can keep doing this...

Jiang Wangti finished slipping his trousers and rolled up his sleeves, but the fabric of the clothes was too slippery, and it was difficult to operate with one hand, so he couldn't fix it anyway. In the end, Shen Xiuran couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to help him.

Jiang Lu raised his paws obediently and asked Shen Xiuran, "Where do I sleep?"

Before Shen Xiuran could answer the question, he remembered something: "By the way, isn't your problem in the susceptible period getting better soon?"

Shen Xiuran paused for a moment without any trace of movement, and then quickly continued: "No."

Jiang Lu: "But we have been on vacation for a long time, and you never told me that you were uncomfortable."

"Jiang Lu." Shen Xiuran interrupted him, looking into his eyes: "I'm feeling very uncomfortable right now."

"?"

Is it?Why didn't he see it? ? ?

Shen Xiuran slowly rolled up his cuffs, revealing the young man's slender and cold wrists: "I just didn't tell you, I don't want to disturb your New Year."

Jiang Lu: "Then I've been here to accompany you for years now, why didn't you tell me?"

Shen Xiuran: "Because it's not serious, I can bear it."

Jiang Wang perfectly expressed his shock with pupil quakes: "Are you stupid? I'm right here, why are you holding back?"

"So you want me to tag you now?"

"It's not about whether I want it or not?" Jiang Wang became inexplicably annoyed when he thought of him enduring the pain and cooking for himself: "If you are sick, you need to take medicine. This is the truth that children understand. If you feel uncomfortable, of course Should have told me."

"But Jiang Wang, no one has talked with me for a long time."

"..."

Jiang Lu stared at him blankly, opened his mouth, and suddenly lost his voice.

Shen Xiuran helped him roll up his two cuffs: "It's just a shallow susceptibility period, not serious."

"You can talk to me for a while."

In the end, Jiang Wang didn't ask which room Shen Xiuran originally arranged for him, because after Shen Xiuran finished saying that, he asked where his room was, and then climbed into his bed on his own initiative.

The fierce big cat with its paws open to everyone suddenly becomes docile and quiet in front of you, and even turns over to reveal its soft belly for you to touch. Under such circumstances, who can bear to refuse?

Anyway, Jiang Huang couldn't do it.

He huddled in the quilt on the inner side, pulled the quilt until only his eyes were covered, watched the boy walk in after taking a shower, pulled back a corner of the quilt and was about to go to bed, and suddenly called him: "Shen Xiuran."

The name that is called seriously, not those random names that come on a whim.

Shen Xiuran looked up at him, and silently asked him what was the matter.

Quiet nights will give rise to people's desire to talk, and people who are close and dependent will change their words. The combination of the two is the Jiang Lu at this moment.

"Shen Xiuran, I actually don't like Chinese New Year very much." He said, and after speaking, he felt that his expression was not appropriate enough, and corrected him: "It's not just Chinese New Year, this kind of festival that requires the whole family to get together, I actually don't like it very much."

Shen Xiuran lay down beside him: "Why."

"Because I have to go back to my grandpa every time this kind of festival, but my grandpa doesn't like me very much."

In fact, apart from being uncomfortable, Jiang Lu has no other messy emotions, but I don't know why when I say it, I feel very pitiful.

He turned over, changed from lying on his back to lying on his side, and looked at Shen Xiuran: "And so is my dad, he doesn't like me very much, he is very busy with work, he doesn't go home very often, and even if he does, he doesn't follow me very much." I spoke."

"Our family is a bit strange. My brother and I were not born by the same mother. My mother..."

Jiang Wan paused for a moment, although he had reached this point, but he didn't want to talk about Sun Yin, so he resentfully shifted the point back to himself.

"I used to think that at least my mother liked me very much. Now I'm not sure. Does it sound miserable? Why doesn't my whole family like me? Is it because I'm not very smart and my grades are not as good as when my brother was in school?" ?”

He seriously guessed the reason, and Shen Xiuran tilted his head to look at him quietly, and saw that his eyes were confused, as if he was simply confused.

But if you look carefully for a while, you will find that there are still unspoken emotions hidden in a deeper place, it may be loss, it may be sadness, but it is too deep, others cannot see clearly, maybe Jiang Lu himself cannot see clearly.

"Or am I talking too much, and I don't fit in with them? But I can't help it. I just like beeps. Isn't it just for beeps when I have a long mouth..."

"Jiang Lu, my brother and I are also of the same father." Shen Xiuran interrupted him.

Jiang Wangzheng muttered earnestly, when he was stuffed with a message, he was a little dazed, and the emotions in the depths of his eyes also disappeared.

"Are you brother too? Why haven't I heard from you?"

"There's nothing to say." Shen Xiuran's tone was very light, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him: "He is a vegetable, and he has been lying in the hospital for many years. He has been lying in the hospital bed since I was brought home. Got unconscious."

"Go home?"

Jiang Huang knew every word that Shen Xiuran said, but he always felt that something was wrong when combining them: "You didn't live at home before?"

"En." No matter what the question is, as long as Jiang Huang asks, Shen Xiuran will answer: "My mother didn't marry Shen Yicheng, she never entered the Shen family's gate."

"If Shen Chenghui hadn't been in a car accident and turned into a vegetative state, I would probably be like her. I would never be able to enter the Shen's house and never see Shen Yicheng's biological father."

Jiang Lu felt that his own family was complicated enough, but he did not expect Shen Xiuran's family to be more complicated than his.

I can only be thankful that the sentence "It's a coincidence that we all have a half-brother" didn't really say it, otherwise he would have scolded himself for being mentally retarded for 1 years.

Shen Xiuran didn't continue talking because Jiang Wang didn't ask any more questions.

He is not a person who is good at self-confession, and he doesn't think it is necessary to express something. If Jiang wants to listen, he will tell him. If Jiang wants to listen, he will not say anything.

Everything he went to was of no value to him, whether it was a thing or a person, there was no need to say it, and he didn't know where to start.

Maybe he will tell Jiang Huang everything one day, it must be based on a necessity, he needs to share everything he knows with him, even if those things will not please anyone and cannot bring any happiness. joy.

but not now.

The purpose of interrupting Jiang Wang's self-reflection has been achieved, he doesn't want to annoy him with things that would make him feel sick when he thinks about it.

Jiang Wang found that he had a bad conversation this day, and his ability to change the subject was still blunt: "Are you tablet?"

Seeing that Shen Xiuran nodded, he half stood up happily, the quilt was propped up by him to create a hole, the wind came in, but it wasn't cold.

"I can't sleep anyway, shall we watch a movie?"

Jiang Lu picked out a comedy, volunteered to make the tablet stand, half sat up and watched it next to Shen Xiuran.

In the beginning, he was very excited, and he poked at the screen and complained to Shen Xiuran that the plot was so silly and the actor was so dumbfounded.

The muttering chatterbox created the excitement that only belonged to him.

After looking at it, he became quiet, neither spoke nor poked at the screen. When the tablet lost its support and fell down, Jiang Lu's head fell on Shen Xiuran's shoulder.

He was the one who wanted to watch a movie on a whim, and he was the one who fell asleep first when he couldn't bear it.

Shen Xiuran is not interested in watching movies, the only thing he is interested in is being with Jiang Lu.

He took the tablet and put it aside, carefully supported Jiang Juxin to lie down, covered him with a quilt, the boy was very obedient, he didn't struggle or move, the instinct of his relatives started to work, and he leaned towards him in a daze.

It seems that in his subconscious cognition, sleeping together means that they have to be squeezed together under the same quilt to count as sleeping together.

When his arm was rubbed lightly, Shen Xiuran stopped turning off the light.

The approach was very slow, with too much hesitation, and finally restrained to the extreme, with a trembling kiss, it landed on Jiang Lu's eyes.

His breathing was messy, he pressed his forehead, and the tip of his nose seemed to touch, and the young man's long and soft breathing could be heard clearly.

I don't understand how people can be so cute.

I don't even understand why people don't like Jiang Lu who is so good.

He is obviously so good that people can't help but want to get close, want, monopolize, and want to stay by his side for the rest of his life.

The heart that was once not hazy has swelled to the point where it is difficult to ignore, it is increasing in seconds or even smaller time units, it is always affected by his every move, and it always reveals clues that cannot be hidden.

I want to protect him, I want to treat him well, I want to pamper him and pamper him, and I also want him to rely on him selfishly, so that I can stay with him longer and longer.

Maybe it's almost unbearable.

Jiang Wan, are you really not going to push me away?