After women's clothing, I bent the boss

Just after the new year, Jin Jun and Lin Ying were not used to staying in the city. First, the city seemed deserted after all the people in the city had gone home during the Chinese New Year. Yes, they don't have any relatives or friends in the city, and they don't even have a chance to visit. They can only stay in Jinyuan and Jinjing's rented house and watch TV. They are lonely and boring. Crying to go back.

On the third day of the new year, Jinyuan bought them plane tickets and took them back home. Unfortunately, they didn't ask to see Jiang He until they went back.

It seems that after they made it clear to Jin Yuan on the night of New Year's Eve, they took the initiative to forget about it, pretending to know nothing, and stopped mentioning it. Even if Jin Yuan took the initiative to mention it, they were silent After a moment, he quietly changed the topic, as if unwilling to say more.

It wasn't until before boarding the plane that they pulled Jin Yuan aside and said a few words, which made him think clearly about the meaning behind the words.

Even if Jin Yuan repeatedly stated that he couldn't think clearly enough, they would still pat him on the shoulder and say with a sigh, "Think again, think again, think again, don't talk to death, in case later There are other variables too.

Although they didn't resist any more, they didn't agree to accept it either, and from the bottom of their hearts they didn't agree that he and Jiang He could go on for a long time.

Facing the attitude of his parents, Jin Yuan accepted it calmly on the surface, but in fact, both Jin Jing and Jiang He felt that he was unhappy, very unhappy.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, Jiang He invited Jin Jing out for dinner. Jin Yuan, who had never drank much, started drinking. Neither Jin Jing nor Jiang He tried to persuade him, so he went back to sleep after getting drunk. After waking up, he kept pestering Jiang He.

From the night of the fourth day of the new year to the morning of the eighth day of the new year, for four days and four nights in a row, as if desperate, I just did it every day when I was hungry, and continued when I was full, dyeing every corner of the house with charming The taste still refuses to give up.

Jiang He knew that he was unhappy, so he let him vent it, but seeing his complexion getting paler and more transparent, he still felt distressed, and wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't say anything. Not exported.

Sensing Jiang He's absent-mindedness, Jin Yuan gradually stopped his movements, panting and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang He shook his head: "It's nothing."

Jin Yuan tilted his head to look at the sky outside the window, and felt that the sky was turning pale again, so he lowered his head and kissed him, covering his flat and firm abdomen with his palm, and asked warmly, "Are you hungry?"

Jiang He was thinking about how to let Jin Yuan rest, when he heard what he said, he nodded his head: "A little bit."

"Wait." Jin Yuan reluctantly kissed him, got up slowly, walked away from him, casually pulled a pure white half-length skirt from the shelf beside him, put it on his waist, and walked out the door of the cloakroom .

As soon as he left, Jiang He sat up from the ground dazedly, looking at the messy clothes under his body, with a dazed expression.

How did they come to the cloakroom?

"..."

Oh, last night when he saw Jin Yuan lying on the bed with his eyes closed and calming his disordered breathing, he thought he was finally tired and going to bed, so he got up and went to the cloakroom to get a pajamas to wash, but he just took off the hanger In the pajamas in the closet, a warm body was attached to the back, and behind it was a whirlwind, which lasted until now.

Jiang He sat blankly for a long time, and when his thoughts gradually cleared up, he got up from the pile of clothes, went to the bathroom to wash them hastily, and went downstairs refreshingly wrapped in a bathrobe.

From the bedroom to the stairs outside, there are traces left by them in the past few days on every step of the stairs. No matter how calm Jiang He is, when he sees these endless traces, he recalls their crazy days As for the chaotic scene, she couldn't help but turn red at the moment.

Especially in the kitchen, seeing Jin Yuan's half-naked mottled and snow-white upper body and a pure white fairy skirt washing his hands and making soup for him, Jiang He, who had just been washed away by a pile of traces at home, had a fever , and now she is seduced by Jin Yuan's half-male, half-female attire, which is full of taboo, mystery, and a little bit of seductiveness, so that the blood in his whole body is boiling.

If it wasn't for his rationality that still cared about Jin Yuan's body, he should have rushed up right now, shackled his waist, bit his neck, and watched him being crushed bit by bit by his hands.

Sensing Jiang He's fiery gaze, Jin Yuan thought he was dying of hunger, so he raised his head and smiled at him: "Just wait a little longer. I didn't make porridge today. The little wontons I ordered will be ready soon."

Jiang He let out an "um" in a low voice, shifted his gaze away from his smiling face uncomfortably, and after taking a few breaths of hot air, slowly shifted his gaze back, staring at him without blinking Cook.

After the water boiled, the small wontons that went down quickly floated up one by one. Jinyuan fished them out, put them in the bowl of prepared sauce, sprinkled with a few chopped green onions, and served them while they were hot. Bringing it to Jiang He, pinching Jiang He's cool earlobe with hot fingers, urging him, "Taste it."

Jiang He picked up the spoon, scooped up a cool one and fed it into his mouth. His eyes shone brightly and he nodded at Jinyuan: "The taste is very good, and it's not worse than a hotel chef's skill."

Jin Yuan withdrew his hand that fell on his earlobe to cool down, put his chin on his shoulder and smiled confidently with bent lips: "That is, when I was in primary school, my family didn't have the money to open a restaurant, and my dad was there There is a breakfast shop on the street of the school, among which the small wontons are the best sellers. When we are too busy, Jin Jing and I are helping to pack them. Jin Jing is clumsy. I made a pot, and then the job of making small wontons became my full-time job, how could the skills I have practiced since I was a child be poor."

When Jin Yuan said this, his eyelashes were upturned and mixed with the light above his head, and small spots of light were sprinkled under his eyelids one after another, like a black swan flying confidently on the stage, but after a while, he lowered his eyes. Eyelashes, the lip line of the corners of the lips were flattened, and everything returned to calm. Looking at the wonton bowl in front of Jiang He, he smiled and said, "Eat it quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Jiang He withdrew his gaze, ate a few small chaos in silence, then turned his head to look at Jin Yuan who was still leaning on his shoulder, and asked him, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Jin Yuan lowered his gaze to look at Jiang He, stretched out his hand to walk around his well-defined facial lines, then slowly slid down along the contours, his eyes became darker and darker, and he licked his lips seductively, Like a fallen goddess dragging people to hell, she laughed in a low voice: "I'm waiting to eat you."

The two of them have been doing this kind of thing for the past few days, their bodies are in a highly sensitive state, like dry wood, almost hit at one point, Jiang He's throat rolled over and over again, and he almost couldn't hold it, but luckily reason forced it Pulling him back, he endured Jin Yuan's hands wandering over him, and tried his best to suppress his trembling voice and said, "If you don't eat, your body won't be able to take it."

"It's okay." Jin Yuan pulled away the strap of Jiang He's nightgown and kissed him, "I just drank two cans of glucose."

Jiang He's gaze immediately turned to the kitchen beside him, and sure enough, there were two glucose jars on the kitchen counter that he had asked someone to prepare for Jin Yuan, and there were many similar ones piled up in the trash can under the counter. It seems that he has been drinking a lot these days.

Just as he was thinking, he was pushed onto the dining table, and then he felt the skirt on Jin Yuan's body being lifted up, and it was all pressed against his back.

It was supposed to be a cool and thin chiffon half-length fairy skirt, but at this moment he and Jin Yuan kept rubbing it back and forth, and finally it turned from cool to scorching hot, and after sweating, the thin and thin thing became thick and heavy.

The sound of panting mixed with the sound of the shaking table made the originally quiet and empty kitchen area become noisy and crowded, and the senses and consciousness gradually became blurred and chaotic.

After Jin Yuan finished eating one side, he turned his big meal over again.

Looking at Jiang He's flushed and misty face as if drunk, a pair of gentle eyes full of moist water vapor looked at him full of love, Jin Yuan puffed out his Adam's apple, looking at the redness on his body because of him, She lowered her head to lick the sweat that fell on her chin for him, and then invaded his lips forcefully with sweat stains. Feeling the other party's active acceptance, the kiss became deeper and deeper.

The two kissed anxiously and chaotically, saliva overflowed from the corners of their mouths, dripped on the dining table, and rolled with the light shaking of the dining table, messing up the entire Jiang residence.

I don't know how long it took, the scorching sun came in from the window, and landed on the two people stacked on the dining table. The mottled light and shadow matched the two skin tones, one light and one dark, as if covering them with a layer of light. Some kind of indescribable sense of sacredness.

Jiang He caught Jin Yuan who was gradually exhausted, let him fall on his body, and covered his snow-white tofu-like soft and slippery skin with his palms, and asked him softly, breathlessly: "Are you feeling comfortable? "

Jin Yuan shook his head weakly: "I don't feel uncomfortable."

Jiang He raised his eyelids and looked at him: "Huh?"

"I'm just..." Jin Yuan scribbled on Jiang He's body with his fingertips, choked up inexplicably, "I just don't think I treat you well at all."

Obviously I made you like this, but I can't even convince my parents that they don't believe us at all, don't believe that I like you, don't believe that I love you, and don't believe that we can last for a long time.

"It's okay," Jiang He lowered his eyes and bit Jin Yuan's wet black hair, not caring at all, "I just need to be nice to you."

Jin Yuan was silent for a moment, rubbed lightly on Jiang He's chest, found a comfortable position, closed his eyes, and said slowly: "I just want everyone to be well, our family is well. No There are so many prejudices and prejudices, everyone happily had a meal together and celebrated the new year happily, but I seem to be too naive, which made everyone unhappy."

He really thought about holding Jiang He's hand, walking up to his parents openly, telling them that this is his boyfriend, a very good and outstanding person, from now on, not only will he have them Love, he still has Jiang He's love, and they will soon have a particularly good son, Jiang He will also have a pair of parents who love him very much.

He had thought about everything, everything was well thought out, but he never expected that his parents, who had always loved him so much, would say nothing about it.

This embarrassed and frustrated him.

Jiang He grabbed his fidgeting hand, which was clearly exhausted, and stroked the back of his hand one after another, with a soft and gentle voice, coaxing him like a child: "It will be better, you want to Yes, it will be realized gradually.”

"Yeah." Lying on Jiang He's smooth and firm chest, listening to the heart beating vigorously in his chest, the left hand attached to the heart was held by Jiang He in his hot palm again and again gently Soothing, as if for him to soothe the depressed mood that lasted for many days, as soon as the pent-up anger in his heart dissipated, Jin Yuan, who had been holding on for many days, finally couldn't hold on, and passed out.

Seeing no movement from him, Jiang He got up slowly, carried him back to the bedroom with a little strength, looked at his sleeping face, reached out and brushed the hair falling on his eyelids for him, his eyes were as gentle as water: "Go to sleep, I won't lie to you, I will help you achieve whatever you want."