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The next morning.

The hour hand of the clock on the wall points to the number '9', the sun shines on the sheets through the gaps in the curtains, the heater is working hard, and the temperature inside the house is neither too cold nor too hot.

——The person on the bed is a little hot.

The skin around his neck was covered with a thin layer of sweat, and his body was imprisoned by something, unable to move.In a daze, his first reaction was to be hugged by Ji Liao again.

After struggling for a long time in the dream, his senses were awakened, Yan Cun slowly opened his eyes, and the strange pain from a certain part made him uncontrollably 'hiss'.

After regaining consciousness, he struggled a little, only to realize that he was wrapped in a sheet into a spring roll.

The memory came back, his limbs were sore and weak, he closed his eyes fiercely, and it took him a long time to break free from the sheets that bound him, and stood up with difficulty, almost suspecting that he was beaten up last night.

The culprit who caused all this has long since disappeared.

What kind of treatment?Run away? ?So this is love? ? ?

Wrong payment, after all, wrong payment.

Yan Cun thought about it for a while, but couldn't remember when he fell asleep last night. He felt the sensations from other parts. Changed.

With the help of reflection from the table mirror, he lifted the quilt and saw his current appearance clearly - red eye sockets, red marks on his neck and shoulders, and the wound from Ji Liao's bite on the corner of his mouth last night.

He was a little shy about being late, his legs were as soft as a pool of water, and he looked around to find a piece of clothing to put on first.

It's really enough to kill.

It was too presumptuous and impulsive to let go of myself last night, and it also brought a bit of a bad mood to vent, and I didn't think about the consequences of the next day.

Are you okay now?deserve it.

He tried to stand up for a while, his legs were weak, and he couldn't stand still. He moved carefully and took a few steps forward, bit his lower lip lightly, and regained his senses. For those embarrassing words, I just want to find a crack in the ground and get in.

——It's not that he regrets what happened to Ji Liao.

Yan Cun's understanding of this aspect has always been vague, and he always felt that it was impossible for him to develop a relationship with anyone, and he couldn't imagine what he would be like in bed. This time it was considered impulsive and satisfied his imagination.

Why is there no clothes in such a big room? ? !Didn't you throw it all on the ground last night? !Why can't I even find a panty now!

Damn weak legs.

Was it hidden on purpose?Why are you so mean-spirited! ?Deliberately turning on the heater and not wearing clothes? ?I'm afraid it's not... I have to threaten to do something to give clothes? !

Wrong payment!After all, it was a wrong payment!

Yan Cunwu stood for a while and felt that it should be fine to go to work, and it should not be seen by others. After standing for a long time, he remembered that he had a Saturday off. Back in bed, the little quilt wrapped herself tightly.

It's time to think about the most important question - what is the relationship between him and Ji Liao now.

Originally, the atmosphere between the two of them was relatively relaxed, a little bit ambiguous, but not awkward, and they got along quite naturally - now the window paper made them crooked on impulse, and before they had time to confirm the relationship, they accidentally went to each other. It's gone in a strange direction.

Isn't it... Time to confess to Ji Liao?

Yan Cun pondered for a while, then looked down at the pinched marks on his waist, Ji Liao's panting seemed to be lingering in his ears, and his cheeks felt a little hot when he remembered what happened last night from time to time.

Do you want to confess?How should I confess? ?Will it be different from what he thought after confirming the relationship?

Maybe... After he and Ji Liao developed such an ambiguous relationship, they could be more unscrupulous?Get along more naturally?

Then this is not a scumbag? !

So where did people go?It stands to reason that shouldn't be warmed up in bed for a while the next day after work? !Not even one piece of clothing is left for others!

He turned around on the bed for a long time, and he didn't know where the phone went!

Yan Cun sighed in a complicated mood, but before he could think about what to say for a while, there was a 'click' sound from the door at the right time, his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, and he wrapped the quilt up again.

At first he was going to pretend that nothing happened, pretending to be calm, but after meeting Ji Liao's eyes, those crazy and wanton memories of last night flooded his mind, he straightened up in reflex, his movements were too big to affect someone He couldn't help but let out a "huh" for the wound on this part.

Break down, break down the whole paragraph.

The room was too quiet, and his voice was hoarse after the incident. His muffled hum sounded a little lewd, and he couldn't bear it any longer. His cheeks immediately turned red to the tips of his ears.

Last night... It seems that I was the first to bring this up... If he asks about it later, how should I answer it? !fuck fuck fuck...

Ji Liao carried a packing box and clean clothes in his hand, closed the door behind his back, and asked very naturally: "Are you awake?"

Yan Cun's heart was pounding, and for some reason he was afraid to look at Ji Liao's eyes, and quietly pulled the sheet with his hands hidden under the blanket.

"I just went out and bought you something to eat and came back." Ji Liao took a small table from behind the door and put it on the bed, and stepped forward as if nothing happened: "Are you hungry?"

"I..." Yan Cun's voice was a little hoarse, and he coughed lightly. Seeing that Ji Liao was about to help him get dressed, he waved his hand in embarrassment.

After taking the clothes and adjusting his mood, he first casually asked, "Where is my... mobile phone?"

"It was so noisy last night that it accidentally rolled on the floor, and the screen was cracked. I had someone repair it," Ji Liao replied, and raised his hand to touch Tanyan Cun's forehead. If he didn't have a fever, he should have cleaned it up. "Eat something first." ? Or drink some water first?"

"I..." Cleanliness Xiaoyan said stubbornly, "I'll go brush my teeth first..."

He casually put on his clothes and got out of bed, almost staggered again, clenched his back molars secretly, a little embarrassed, forcibly controlled the trembling of his legs, and walked quickly towards the bathroom without Ji Liao's help.

Ji Liao sighed inwardly, at first he stared at it with great interest to see how much this person could pretend, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Without waiting for Yan Cun to reply, Ji Liao simply picked him up by the waist and carried him on his shoulders, and said helplessly, "Okay, you have to go to work tomorrow baby, don't torment yourself, be good."

"—No, no, no, no, no, no, no!"

It was the first time that Yan Cun was lifted up like this, and he struggled a little bit. It was a little unseemly for a 1.8-meter man who was almost 30 years old to be hugged like this, and his voice trembled, "Don't! Don't do this...no... No way!"

Ji Liao hurried to the bathroom, put the person in front of the sink, squeezed the toothpaste and handed it over: "Your behavior... makes me feel very frustrated, and makes me wonder if I didn't work hard enough last night."

With a chuckle, he added: "How about pampering me? Baby."

"..." Yan Cunyou was picked up by the sound of 'baby', and his heart was pounding.

Not embarrassed to answer, he first brushed his teeth honestly.

After thinking about it carefully, it's really not necessary to be like this, it's okay to be gentle afterwards and act coquettishly to make people happy.

So he coughed lightly, hesitated for a long time, brushed his teeth, took the towel and washed his face. He wanted to look frankly into Ji Liao's eyes and said this, but he was embarrassed to meet his gaze, so he just lowered his head and replied vaguely: "It's been a lot of hard work." of."

Ji Liao's head felt a little hot when he heard it.

When he was carried on his shoulders just now, Yan Cun happened to see the marks and red marks he bit on Ji Liao's neck last night from the angle of his eyes. How should I confess? ? ?

His stomach grumbled at the right time, and he really didn't have the strength to toss himself any more, so he honestly let Ji Liao carry him back into the house, obediently opened the lunch box and prepared to have breakfast first.

"..." Yan Cun stared at the porridge in the lunch box for a while, raised his eyes and met Ji Liao's gaze, and looked at each other with complicated emotions for a while, "I was tossing me so much last night... let me drink porridge today??? Do you not recognize people when you lift your pants?"

What kind of treatment? ?What's the point? !Pull it down!

"No." Ji Liao unpacked the tableware and explained, "I just searched the Internet. After doing this kind of thing, I should try to avoid running and jumping the next day. I have to eat something light, and I can't eat spicy food. ..."

He reached out and took out a tube of ointment from his pocket, shaking it in front of Yan Cun's eyes.

Yan Cun's brain was in a panic, it was unnecessary to ask, he closed his eyes, and stretched out his hand to take the ointment.

Ji Liao didn't give it to him, and motioned him to have breakfast first: "I'll give you medicine later, you eat first."

"???" Yan Cun shook his hand holding the spoon, took a breath, glanced at Ji Liao in disbelief, and let his imagination run wild to think about the posture of applying medicine, "...you...for me?? You ...how are you going to do this..."

Ji Liao lowered his eyes and blinked: "I'll talk about it later, you eat first."

Yan Cun's throat was a little tense, and the conversation started to develop in the direction of the eighteen bans again. He didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he obediently lowered his head and drank some porridge first.

"So... are you still in pain?" Ji Liao asked nervously, "Are there any other discomforts?"

He thinks that his personal control ability is pretty good. At the beginning, he kept telling himself to be gentle, but when the love got deep, he couldn't restrain himself from being rough.

"...??" In broad daylight, his sanity returned, and Yan Cun didn't expect that he would have to get together to review the performance the next day, he hesitated, "Well... it's... not bad..."

He paused for a moment, then suddenly remembered what he was thinking just now, it's okay to act coquettishly to make people happy.

So he blinked, and instantly learned the skill of acting like a spoiled child, but he was not very proficient, and it took him a long time before he said aggrievedly: "It's...it hurts...just woke up and thought...I asked you to dismantle it last night... It's over."

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