Cat boyfriend is flirtatious and cowardly

The person in his arms let out a long breath, Jiang Zhihe tightened his arms, lowered his eyes and bumped into Gu Ran's sight.

Half an arm's distance away, Gu Ran was trapped in the shackles, breathing or not breathing? No.

This kind of atmosphere is ambiguous and a bit inexplicable? With unknown feelings, there were some moist and transparent teardrops at the end of Gu Ran's eyes, and Jiang Zhihe bowed his head and kissed them to wipe them clean.

"Isn't it ugly?" Gu Ran said in a muffled voice. His nose was airtight, and he frowned: "Here."

Jiang Zhihe let go of one hand and pinched the tip of his nose with his thumb and index finger.Oxygen and breathing were squeezed infinitely, Gu Ran trembled and lowered his eyelashes, and the eyelashes fluttered like a butterfly's wings flapping into a person's heart.

Jiang Zhihe: "Breathe in."

Gu Ran was so obedient that he took a deep breath, but Jiang Zhihe suddenly let go of his hand, Gu Ran alone? May as well, nose? Breathe.

"Is it better?" He heard? Jiang Zhihe said.

His voice was very soft, like the soft wind blowing in spring, wandering around where Gu Ran's heart was beating, neither light nor heavy.

The viscous airflow engulfed the cold wind that drifted in through the gap in the window, making Gu Ran shiver uncontrollably.

Gu Ran rubbed his cheek against the back of Jiang Zhihe's hand, then kissed his palm, and said, "It's not uncomfortable anymore."

"Ah."

Gu Ran turned his head to look at the iron box, and asked softly: "Don't you think I'm scary?"

"I don't think so." Jiang Zhihe answered quickly.

I don't think so, Gu Ran said silently in his heart, the loved one has nothing to fear.

Dense snowdrops beat against the windows softly and silently.The room was full of deep silence.With a thousand turns in his heart, he slowly raised his hand and tapped the tip of Jiang Zhihe's nose: "Really?"

"Really." Jiang Zhihe looked at him with those affectionate eyes, and replied sincerely.

Gu Ran stopped the movement of his hands, raised his head and met Shang Jiang Zhihe's gaze, "You don't think I'm abnormal?"

"do not think so."

How can anyone say that he is perverted.

It was minus one degree outside, and the white snow was falling.The room is a warm nest that isolates everything, making Gu Ran's exposed skin sticky and hot, and his heart seems to be burning.

He raised his face and kissed Jiang Zhihe's thin lips lightly.

Jiang Zhihe's lips are always cool, even when he is in love.Gu Ran's fingers lingered on the skin of his wrist, like teasing, and the sound of "buzz" ignited Jiang Zhihe's heart that was sinking into the abyss.

The boy I like is really "pure".Gu Ran randomly pecked and kissed the tip of Jiang Zhihe's nose and the corners of his lips, the kisses and licks were fleeting.

This kiss started with warmth, but ended with warmth.

Jiang Zhihe tapped Gu Ran's straight waist in a natural way, traced the line of his lips with the tip of his tongue, and fiddled wantonly in his mouth, revealing passion and desire from the inside out.

Gu Ran only felt that the corners of his eyes were wet, and his whole body was sluggish, and he barely stood up while leaning against Jiang Zhihe limply.A sweet moan overflowed from the lips and teeth, and the lips were pressed together, without any space for breathing, he could only breathe the oxygen that had passed through Jiang Zhihe's throat.

In a dazed trance, he tightly held Jiang Zhihe's slightly low neckline, and the dazzlingly white collarbone could be seen in the two's deep breathing.

Gu Ran has lost his mind and lost his mind.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Well"

Gu Ran's hoarse breathing came out.

Jiang Zhihe was finally willing to let him go and save him.

Gu Ran half-closed his eyelids, and the tails of his eyes were flushed.He muttered vaguely, "Who?"

There were two more knocks on the door, and Ji Lin's voice suddenly increased through the thin wooden door: "Xiao Ran, I'm hungry, when will I eat?"

You eat farts.

Gu Ran was full of sadness and thought: the mood that had just been tuned up disappeared in an instant, leaving only the sound of heartbeat and ambiguous gasping in surprise.

"Don't eat," Gu Ran said in a slightly hoarse and sticky voice, "You're all hungry!"

Jiang Zhihe's fingertips were still on the left side of Gu Ran's chin, which was his usual gesture when kissing.He likes to pinch Gu Ran's beautiful chin, and with an aggressive possessive desire, kisses him unscrupulously and owns him.

In this unrestrained desire, and the sinking unknown secret love, they stimulated the release of hormonal breath and dopamine secretion.

Their love stems from pheromones, but also from the reproductive induction after touching.

Jiang Zhihe pinched his jaw lightly with his fingertips, forcing him to look up and stare at him with affectionate and dissatisfied eyes.After Gu Ran finished saying that, he was in a daze, he hadn't come out of the love affair yet.

The person who was shouting for hunger just outside the bedroom timidly fell silent when he heard the strange sound.After being silent for a while, Ji Lin hesitated and asked, "Xiao Ran, what's wrong with you?"

He asked very cautiously, for fear that he would say something indecent.

But when he asked this very ordinary sentence, no one answered, and the quietness made him feel a little embarrassed.

Ji Lin stood unsteadily at the door, retreating or not? No.

Suddenly, the door was opened from the inside, revealing a flushed face with gritted teeth.

"What are you doing?" Gu Ran leaned on the edge of the door with one hand, and looked at Ji Lin quietly: "Do you want to be the door god?"

His expression was stinky, and his tone was fierce.

Ji Lin's original three-point anxiety turned into seven-point anxiety in an instant.

Gu Ran was still waiting for him to say something, so he came here.

"I..." Ji Lin didn't know what was wrong, he gave a coy smile, and then turned his head to look at Yuan Jiu who was standing against the wall and watching the show.Yuan Jiu raised her eyebrows lightly, not intending to help him out.

Fine.

Ji Lin straightened his back and spoke out his needs confidently: "I'm hungry!"

With a puff, Yuan Jiu, who was watching the play, laughed and came out.

Laughing? Shit, Ji Lin eyed the knife? Flicking it, faintly resentful.

After that period of lust, Gu Ran also calmed down.

Come to Japan for a long time.

"Okay," Gu Ran pulled the door panel facing inward, exposing the remaining half of his body: "I'll cook."

"Oh," Ji Lin's confidence gradually weakened, and he asked weakly: "Where's Jiang Zhihe?"

"Ask so many? Why?" Gu Ran glanced at him, walked towards the kitchen, and said a voice-over: "He came out after changing his clothes."

... Changing clothes, Ji Lin pinched his chin and thought, completely unaware of Yuan Jiu and stared at him intently.

Jiang Zhihe didn't stay in the bedroom for a long time, he also changed into an off-white cardigan sweater suitable for indoor wear as Gu Ran said.

The whole person has changed from being cold and abstinent to a handsome man with a gentle temperament and a spring breeze.

But this is only superficial confusion.

When Jiang Zhihe passed by Ji Lin, Ji Lin could still feel the alienation and indifference from his bones.

It's just that Ji Lin is a little confused, why? Why does Jiang Zhihe have a faint cool air, like the breath when he just took a shower with cold water.

……

"Cut diagonally," Gu Ran stood behind Jiang Zhihe and reminded him softly, "Stay away from the knife, don't cut your hands."

Jiang Zhihe stared at the potatoes on the chopping board seriously, as if he was treating some rare treasure, and it took a long time before he dropped the knife.

He's never cooked, nor has he been in a kitchen.The first time I tried to cook, it was also because I saw that I couldn't take care of a single person to contribute, and I couldn't bear him to use the knife, and I felt sorry for him.

Gu Ran leaned very close, with his chin resting on Jiang Zhihe's back shoulder, teaching his young man to cut things in a novel way.

All the moist breath was sprayed on Jiang Zhihe's bare neck, and the expression of the person concerned remained unchanged, as in the posture of holding the knife and dropping the knife just now.

"Hey" Gu Ran pressed his arm suddenly, turned to look at Jiang Zhihe: "How about I come?"

"Need not."

Attitude is tough.

Gu Ran: "You almost cut your finger."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhihe nodded: "I'll be careful."

"I didn't see it." Ji Lin peeked out, then turned his head and complained to Yuan Jiu: "Don't let us in, are you afraid of us? Disturbing them? Flirting?"

Yuan Jiu was not as bored as him. He was looking down at his mobile phone, typing a few words from time to time, and hearing the words? He just echoed lightly: "Yeah."

"Really?" Hearing that Yuan Jiu also agreed, Ji Lin was very happy, and continued to mutter: "Well... it's changed, it's changed, and the posture is changed!"

Any serious words changed their taste in Ji Lin's mouth.

Yuan Jiu raised her eyes lightly, looked through the glass door, and looked at Gu Ran who was in the kitchen, who secretly kissed Jiang Zhihe's cheek while cooking.

After a moment of silence, he staggered his eyes and turned to look at Ji Lin, who was watching someone else kissing, clenched his hands, and seemed to understand deeply.

People are more mad than people.

Obviously they grew up together, one? is invisible, and the other? is like a fool.

A meal was made intermittently, until it was almost a little closer, and finally the meal was served.

They? It's like meal friends who make a table together temporarily. At first, everyone kept quiet and picked up the rice in the bowl by themselves. What kind of food did they taste?

The reason is very simple. Gu Ran, who thought he was a good teacher, let Jiang Zhihe stir-fry all kinds of seasonings in the specialty snack street.

Chili fried meat, only spicy, no taste.Stir-fried shredded potatoes are only salty, not clear.Stir-fried bamboo shoots with sauerkraut...

Hmm... Gu Ran has chopsticks in his mouth? After thinking for a while, he can only come to one conclusion: "It's pretty good, but it's not cooked yet."

"Feel sorry."

At the weird dining table, Jiang Zhihe spoke first: "It's the first time I'm cooking, and I didn't fry it well."

Yuan Jiu, who had always kept few words, picked up his chopsticks with a calm expression. He put the fried pork with chili into his mouth, chewed it lightly, swallowed it, and commented: "It's delicious."

What kind of nonsense is this, Ji Lin is a little at a loss.

After a while, he also raised his hand tremblingly, put some potato shreds into his mouth, and quickly swallowed it before chewing carefully.No more, imitating Yuan Jiu's serious evaluation: "It's the first time, it's pretty good."

Gu Ran couldn't hold it anymore, covered his face with his arms, and let out a muffled laugh.

Even Jiang Zhihe, who is usually unsmiling, has a smile in his eyes.

The boy I like tastes like ice cream, even the hidden embarrassment is sweet and relieves heat.Gu Ran stared at Jiang Zhihe without any cover. He was very cold, but also very warm.