happy this month

These soft words made the kitchen quiet. An Jiayue heard the breathing in his ear, and felt every word was beating in his heart. Once and again, his heart trembled and his whole world was shaken.

"Mr. He...you are more nasty than I imagined."

"Only occasionally." He Chen stroked his hot cheek, "Has no one ever called you that?"

"Yes, and a lot." An Jiayue leaned against her cool palm, "But all of them can't compare to your voice. You make me feel like a treasure."

He secretly made a decision, turned his head to look at the man behind him, his eyes flickered, sending out an ambiguous message.

But He Chen let go of him: "As long as you like it, go take a bath."

An Jiayue held her back relentlessly: "Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

"No, I ate at the company before going to the show."

"Then you can eat something else." An Jiayue looked at him eagerly.

He Chen was unmoved: "You are very tired today, take a good rest first."

"I'm not tired, really! I'm only 19, and I'm full of energy!"

He Chen smiled and said, "That's not okay, just be obedient."

An Jiayue lowered her head: "Oh..."

He Chen patted the top of his head, went to the darkroom to sort out the photos taken tonight, and asked him to sleep first.

Dejected, An Jiayue went upstairs to take a bath. In the bathroom was the mango-flavored body lotion he brought from home, which was fragrant and sweet.

It's really a pity not to be eaten by He Chen.

There are two bathrooms in the villa, one on the first floor and one on the second floor.After He Chen sorted out the photos, he came out of the darkroom, took a shower in the bathroom on the ground floor, wrapped himself in a bathrobe and wiped his wet hair, and walked to the second floor. He didn't hear any sound, and the people upstairs must have fallen asleep.

He walked lightly, walked to his bedroom, and slowly opened the door——

Sitting on the bed is a boy in a cheongsam.

The gorgeous dark red and gold-patterned cheongsam rushed into her eyes like a raging fire. An Jiayue sat on the edge of the bed, stepping on the long-haired carpet with her bare feet, her legs crossed, her white thighs under the slits were unobstructed, and water dripped down her legs. Drops and seeps into the carpet.

"Mr. He."

An Jiayue looked at him, her eyes were clear, her cheeks were flushed, her plain makeup was more pure and moving than the heavy makeup on the stage.The refreshing short hair was slightly wet, and the water droplets ran down the neck, penetrated into the stand collar, and soaked the body tightly wrapped in the cheongsam.

"You haven't told me about the specific evaluation of tonight's performance."

He Chenjing stood at the door, silent for a long time before speaking: "I almost thought you were going to call me Mr. Yi."

An Jiayue smiled, leaned back, put her hands on her sides, and raised her eyebrows at him: "Then you should know what Mr. Yi did to the person wearing the cheongsam."

He Chen suddenly became serious: "Your performance today fits the role well, with a strong sense of substitution, which can make the audience ignore your voice and forget your gender."

An Jiayue said angrily, "You really judge!"

He Chen walked over with a helpless face: "Jiayue..."

"Stop it, I know you're going to say I'm a bad seductress again, but I'm really ready." He got up from the bed, the hem of the cheongsam swaying, swaying.Walking up to He Chen, he opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, "I've eaten all the candy, don't waste it, okay?"

He Chen didn't speak for a long time, An Jiayue snorted, turned around and left.

He was suddenly pulled back.

He raised the corner of his mouth in victory, turned around and wrapped his arms around the man's neck, and fell into his arms.

............................................................

The bedroom window was open, and the cool night breeze blew away the heat accumulated during the day, but it couldn't blow away the heat they overlapped together. An Jiayue seemed to hear her cell phone ringing in a daze, but he couldn't tell the difference. Energy to manage.

Really like two beasts, An Jiayue thought when she lost her mind.Abandoned shame and temperance, as if that was the only thing left in life.The youthful and pure love was gone from then on, and whenever he came to this bedroom, or even whenever he thought of He Chen, he might recall this indulgent night.

He Chen is right, sex will make the relationship complicated, but if this kind of complexity means that there will be an inextricable and close connection between them, then he can't wait for it.

He couldn't help but whispered over and over again: "He Chen... He Chen..."

These two words seemed to have magical power, making his heart soften.

But He Chen didn't seem to like him calling him by his name very much, kissed him along his shoulder, kissed his neck, cheek, and tear mole, and finally turned his face and sealed his mouth.

An Jiayue didn't know when they ended up in the end, she was so tired that she couldn't open her eyelids, so He Chen took her to take a bath and even brushed her teeth.He Chen hugged him from behind, stood in front of the sink, took a toothbrush squeezed with toothpaste, and put it in his mouth, coaxing him: "If you eat candy, you have to brush your teeth, otherwise there will be no candy tomorrow."

He just wanted to sleep, and shook his head in a dazed way: "Don't...don't eat if you don't eat..."

For a long time after that night, he often recalled these two trivial conversations, and thought, if he could go back in time and ask him to answer again, no matter how tired or sleepy he would be, he would open his eyelids and listen to the congratulations. For Chen, brush your teeth well and sleep well, maybe the next day will be different, he will still have candy.

But fate is like this. Sometimes a seemingly insignificant decision is made inadvertently, but it foretells the rest of the life in the dark, which is embarrassing and helpless.

The author says:

The task is completed, are you full of sweet candy?It's time to sharpen the knife with blood.

(Mr. Yi, the heroine of "Lust, Caution", and the heroine of a classic boat show wore a cheongsam)