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Ji Yang drank too much wine, his mind was already dizzy, and because Jing Muye had been showered with hot water for a long time, the humidity in the closed bathroom surged up, he couldn't breathe smoothly, and his face was unreasonably red.

Jing Muye couldn't help staring at Ji Yang, and his Adam's apple rolled several times before he handed him the bag of things in his hand.

Ji Yang took it and looked down, a little embarrassed: "Why is it peach-flavored shower gel and shampoo, just buy soap."

It was indeed too hot. When we got closer, the steam in the room gushed out, and the heat began to rise in the body. Jing Muye tightened his jaw line, and then said: "The salesperson in the store recommended me to take it."

"Ok."

Ji Yang responded, and turned around like a slippery fish and burrowed back.

With a "bang", the bathroom door was closed, and then there was a drizzling sound, which should be that the shower was turned on again.

Jing Muye lowered his head and stared at the doorknob that was covered with moisture, his fingers felt wet when he held it.But it was clear that it could be unscrewed as long as he used force, but he stood still at the door without moving.

After calming down for a few seconds, Jing Muye said to Ji Yang through the door: "Remember to open the window."

"Oh."

A vague sound came from inside.

Jing Muye let go, turned and left.

Before actually making the bed, Jing Muye didn't expect it to be so difficult.

He struggled to spread out layers of mattresses on the bed, and then went to pull the sheets. Ji Yang's bed was 1.8 meters long, but the sheets seemed to be about the same length and width. When changing direction, I don't want to do it all over again.

All in all, just lie down.

Then, Jing Muye spent a very long time installing the quilt cover. If he hadn't shaken the quilt in the quilt cover with great strength and brute force, it would be hard to say whether the quilt could be covered.

And finally the pillows.

But Ji Yang probably missed it. There was only a lonely pillow core on the bed. Jing Muye opened the only cabinet left in the room to find the pillowcase. After searching a few times, his eyes fell on a big box in the cabinet.

He held out his hand.

Ji Yang's bath took a long time.

He obviously stayed inside for quite a while when he was buying toiletries, and he hasn't come out yet after Jing Muye has settled everything.

The sound of water stopped for a while.

Jing Muye completely untied his tie and threw it aside, unfastened the top two buttons of his shirt, and sat down in a relaxed and stretched posture with his back to the bathroom and waited.

A few minutes later, there was a "click", the bathroom door should have opened, but Jing Muye restrained himself and didn't look back.

There was a rustling sound, followed by the sound of "slapping" walking, Jing Muye tensed his nerves all the time, and countless ways to "teach" this boy had flashed through his mind.

As it got closer, all sounds disappeared, and Ji Yang's voice sounded: "Brother Ye."

Jing Muye turned his head to look at him with the expression that he imagined Master Zhong Xing was asking for guilt: "Ji Yang, you really have something to do—"

The words stopped abruptly.

All the unfinished sentences were blocked in his throat due to excessive shock, Jing Muye was dumbfounded in front of Ji Yang for the first time, and even lost his ability to react.

Ji Yang is wearing a PUBG outfit.

A thin, transparent white shirt with sleeves rolled up to the elbow, and a black pleated skirt underneath, which is the initial skirt style for many gamers.

His wet hair was still dripping with water, which made his eyebrows and eyes darker, his lips more red, and his superior bone structure supported a very beautiful facial curve. After being steamed by the heat, his complexion became pink and his face was like a peach blossom. , can make people fall at a glance.

Jing Muye's throat was dry, and he couldn't help sweeping his eyes down.

From the delicate Adam's apple to the desolate and beautiful collarbone, the neck line is exquisite and smooth, under the dripping white shirt is the young man's thin and hot body, and further down, is the waist so thin that it can be wrapped in one hand, and the skirt Get off those straight and white legs.

Leg fine.

For no reason, Jing Muye thought of this word that many internet celebrity bloggers boasted about.

And now, those two straight legs were walking straight towards him.

Ji Yang suppressed the sense of shame in his heart, pretending to be calm and walked towards Jing Muye.

The young man was still wearing the same suit that he attended the dinner in the evening. The suit jacket was ravaged by him and thrown aside. He was still wearing the high-quality silk shirt, but the tie was unbuttoned and the buttons were loose.

Ji Yang actually loves the way Jing Muye wears a suit, the size and suit, coldness and elegance, this sharp contrast will always produce a contradictory and extremely sexy attraction, just like now, the young man is staring at him and stepping back, with both hands When propped up on the bed, the long legs wrapped in silver-gray trousers can be seen at a glance.

He was going to be fascinated by him.

"I think you'd like me dressed like this."

With that said, Ji Yang went straight forward and straddled Jing Muye.

The black skirt stretches out and blooms on the silver-gray trousers, which is unexpectedly harmonious.

"When you took the promotional photo before, you said that you wanted to see me wear it."

Ji Yang's breath was a little unsteady, but he tried his best to hold back, and explained in a straightforward tone: "So I went to buy related game peripherals by myself. This set of clothes was not long after I bought it, and I put it here today."

After a long time, Jing Muye let out a "hmm".

"Also, in the studio of South Street No. [-] Middle School, you asked me when I knew you. I didn't dare to say it before. I... I'm very afraid of what the result of my confession will be."

"Brother Ye, I like you. I have liked you since a very early time, before I could tell what liking is."

"I don't know if you still remember, when you were in high school, once you gave a basketball to a little boy passing by the field. From that day on, you walked into my world."

Jing Muye controlled his strength to hold the boy's waist, and said hoarsely, "I saw that basketball."

But he couldn't remember, so he could only look up guiltily and ask, "When was that?"

Ji Yang pursed his lips: "I am 14 years old, the second grade of junior high school."

"Then what's more, you picked up my school uniform and peeked at me outside my studio, what else?"

Ji Yang's eyes fell on the box on the other side.

The things in that big box have been completely taken out by Jing Muye at this moment, from all the surroundings and photos of TP over the years, to those messy things such as school uniforms, basketballs, books, test papers, soda bottles, fallen leaves, and things that were once discarded in Paintings in the wastebasket.

Enduring the trembling of his body, he closed his eyes and analyzed himself, saying: "I am a pervert."

"I... I often watch you play basketball, peek at you outside your classroom and studio, the test papers you don't need after you finish writing, the textbooks you lend to junior students... and, after you drink, you don't I, I collected them all, I just thought... I just wanted to be closer to you."

"But I didn't steal your school uniform. You threw it on the stand and didn't come to get it until the end of the evening self-study. I thought... thought you didn't want it. When the teacher asked me later, I was reluctant to hand it over, so I lied to you. The teacher said I sold it."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry Brother Ye, I did a lot of disgusting things, I, I tried my best to suppress myself, but I couldn't help it, I like you so much, I don't know when it started, as long as I saw you, I It will be very satisfying.”

"And... and tattoos, I thought you didn't remember them. My tattoo designs came from your drawings. At that time, you often threw them away after drawing them, but your paintings are really beautiful. I think, I think it's such a pity, such beautiful butterflies, I just... I just picked them up and tidied them up."

Jing Muye grabbed Ji Yang's slender fingers, put them on his lips and kissed them inch by inch, "Tattoo, when did you get it?"

"Graduate from...junior high school."

"Such a large area, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Speaking of this, Ji Yang smiled briefly, "I was very lucky. When I went to that tattoo shop, all the tattoo artists were fully booked, and only the shop manager was free. He refused to give me a tattoo. But I said I don't have parents, no one cares, and he saw how beautiful your paintings are, so he agreed to tattoo me."

"Other people in the store said that their store manager is super powerful, and he is the kind who is very famous in the industry and doesn't give tattoos to customers easily. At that time, I felt that as long as it was related to you, I was extremely lucky."

"Ah."

Jing Muye's voice trembled a bit, he said, "The tattoos are beautiful."

After finishing speaking, he firmly pressed the person sitting on him into his arms, rubbed his fingers repeatedly on the place carved by the goddess butterfly, and said in a very gentle tone: "Is there anything else, I still want to hear."

"and also……"

Ji Yang was forced to lie on the side of Jing Muye's neck, and his voice became a little dull: "I picked up one of your rings."

"Ok?"

"I don't know. I don't know if you want to give that ring to someone else. It's handmade in sterling silver. It was found in the middle of your discarded schoolbag."

Ji Yang said, his voice also lowered: "During that time, it seemed that you and... you and Wen Ge had a very good relationship, and later you went on a trip together, and when you came back, in the schoolbag you didn't want, there was This ring appeared, and the letter was engraved on the ring, it was ML."

ring……

Jing Muye recalled for a moment, and the first thing he found in his mind was the thick silver ring that dangled from Ji Yang's collar at the end of the intercontinental competition some time ago.

What did Ji Yang say at that time?

Oh...his grandma made it by hand.

Jing Muye was almost laughed angrily by Ji Yang again, his fingers caressed the side of Ji Yang's neck, he pinched the thin silver chain with his fingers, and then he took the ring out of the collar of his shirt.

Jing Muye looked at the ring carefully and quickly remembered it.

It was indeed handmade by himself.At that time, when I was traveling outside, I met a very talkative craftsman. The craftsmen’s ancestors have dealt with silver for generations. For them, when a daughter gets married, she must wear beautiful and exquisite silverware on her body to be the most beautiful. Face, the most beautiful.

There wasn't much time, and he couldn't learn anything else, so he followed suit with the simplest silver ring.

At that time, it took a long time in that small workshop to make a decent one.

The craftsman asked him to engrave a letter to commemorate, saying that the ring must be given to his beloved, and asked him if he had any.

At that time, he himself was not interested in such things as love, and he didn't think he could be tied down by anyone, so he replied copiously, then engrave MYLOVE, and then engraved the initials of ML crookedly on it.

The ring had only been warm in his hands for a few days, and he wanted to give it to his mother, Jiang Yanxue, but it disappeared later.

It was just a silver ring, and he didn't care about it, and the matter just passed away.

At this moment, Jing Muye stared at the blurred two letters on the inner side of the ring, feeling for the first time that there is a definite number in this world. His ring found his owner one step ahead of him. Long.

Ji Yang said softly: "At that time, I thought that ML meant My Li. So I...I have been jealous of Brother Li for a long time. Even though I later found out that you don't have the kind of relationship I thought, but I still, Still jealous of him."

"Fool."

Jing Muye put the ring back, and there was nowhere to release his full of affection. He could only kiss the silver chain again and again, and said in the young man's ear: "ML means MyLove, and at that time there was no love. On behalf of that."

"But now there is."

He held Ji Yang's face in his hands and stared at him with extremely hot eyes, "MyLove, Ji Yang."

The tears in Ji Yang's eyes finally fell.

He almost panicked and said: "No... Brother Ye, don't you blame me, don't you think I...disgusting? I have done so many, so many perverted things, I stalked you, spied on you, and I still -"

Jing Muye kissed her hard.

He held Ji Yang's waist with one hand, and fixed the back of his head with the other. He was afraid that he would die of pain if he heard it any more, so he could only use kisses to extinguish all the panic of the young man.

After the kiss, Ji Yang couldn't breathe.

Jing Muye could no longer control his strength, and said, "I'm only glad that the person you like is me, otherwise I'm afraid I'd go crazy if it were someone else."

After finishing speaking, his palm fell under Ji Yang's black skirt, and he paused for a second.

"No, Ji Yang... baby, you've already driven me crazy."

The author has something to say:

You may not imagine how difficult it is for me to update these two chapters, because the computer at home is not connected to the Internet, and the text cannot be transmitted locally on the computer. It took 2 hours and tried everything possible, and finally copied it to a U disk and went to a colleague’s home to update it in the middle of the night. The woo woo woo.Everyone, for the sake of my hard work, click to accept it qaq

Then, I love baby and wild brother woo woo woo woo.