Chen Jia's Cheng Zheng love

In fact, things were not as embarrassing as Chen Jia imagined.

Because Chen Jia's feet couldn't touch the water for the time being, Chen Zheng asked Chen Zheng to take the chair to the bathroom, and then helped him to go there.

Anyway, I just took a shower, and after a while Chen Jia finished washing, and then reluctantly called Chen Zheng to help him to the bedside.

When Chen Jia came out, he was wearing a black vest on his upper body, and only a pair of shorts underneath. His two snow-white slender legs were draped straight on the quilt.

Before Chen Jia took a bath, he didn't pay much attention to it. Taking advantage of Chen Zheng's spare time to take a bath, Chen Jia looked left and right at the new body, sighing from time to time.

Chen Zheng's skin is not only fair, but also has very few blemishes, such as body hair or moles, if you don't look carefully, you really can't see it.

Sure enough, he is a child from a big family, well maintained.Unlike myself, I won't say that my skin is not white. I have scars on my hands and thighs, and I can't remember where I got them.

Chen Jia pulled up his clothes again, patted his belly without a trace of fat, and sighed again.

I don't eat less at every meal, so why don't I gain weight?

"Senior Chen, are you not satisfied with my body?"

"!!"

At some point, Chen Zheng had come out of the shower and stood beside Chen Jia's bed, his words were full of grievances, but there was an unconcealable smile on his face reddened by the steam.

Chen Jia hurriedly pulled down the clothes.

"Satisfied, satisfied, okay."

Chen Jia glanced at Chen Zheng from top to bottom, and felt that his original figure was not bad.

"By the way, don't call me Senior Chen from now on. When no one else is around, just call me Brother Jia just like A-gan."

"kindness."

A-gan was not in the dormitory, so Chen Zheng slept on A-gan's bed, head-to-head with Chen Jia.

Turning off the lights, they could not see their fingers, and the two lay down and chatted for a while, but there was no sound from Chen Zheng. Chen Jia thought he was asleep, so he didn't speak any more, but he didn't feel sleepy for a while, and couldn't fall asleep because of tossing and turning. On a whim, Jia got out of the bed secretly, caressed the side of the bed, limped to the side of Chen Zheng's bed, and yelled.

"Hey ah!"

Chen Jia originally thought that Chen Zheng would jump up in fright, because just now he wanted to tell a dormitory ghost story, but Chen Zheng repeatedly protested that he didn't dare to listen, logically it should scare him.

Did he sleep too fast?

Chen Jia was puzzled, and carefully moved his feet closer, bending his body slightly.

"Ah! Well!"

Before Chen Jia could react, he was already hooked by a pair of arms, and he was pulled down. It was not convenient for his feet to be pulled down. With such a pull, Chen Jia lost his balance and threw himself on someone.

Chen Jia pressed his face against Chen Zheng's chest, and the rapid and strong heartbeat made him feel a little relieved.

Damn, I really thought I was hooked by a ghost.

Because Chen Zheng's body was a bit cold, it was obviously very hot today, and the only thing that dissipated heat was the small fan that was placed by the bed but suddenly stopped working.

"So you didn't fall asleep, good boy, you made a fool of yourself."

Chen Jia cursed with a smile, and wanted to get up, but felt that the arm holding him tightened slightly.

"Hey, what are you doing? I don't think you're too hot."

Chen Jia muttered and wanted to get up again, but those slightly cool arms slowly slid to Chen Jia's waist and tightened.

"Stay with me for a while."

Chen Zheng's low voice came from the darkness.

"what happened?"

Chen Jia didn't care about this awkward posture, but cared about Chen Zheng's abnormal tone.

"What's the matter?"

Chen Jia continued to ask.

Chen Zheng was silent for a while, then spoke.

Before Chen Zheng spoke, Chen Jia's face was pressed against Chen Zheng's chest, so he clearly felt the unusual ups and downs.

"National Day holiday...my dad asked me to go home."

"Then go back." Chen Jia said casually, and then suddenly realized, "Ah, if you can't change before then, wouldn't it be me who went back for you?"

"Well, but I don't want you to go." Chen Zheng whispered, caressing Chen Jia's back casually.

Being touched by Chen Zheng like this, Chen Jia was quick-witted and got goosebumps all over his body, then suddenly exerted force, turned over and lay down next to Chen Zheng.

"Speak well, don't touch around, what kind of eccentricity."

Chen Jia turned his head in Chen Zheng's direction. In fact, once his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could still make out the outlines of objects, so when Chen Jia turned his head, what he saw was Chen Zheng's profile, with a little dim light in his eyes.

Chen Zheng laughed lightly, then slowly turned his head and looked at Chen Jia.

"Because I like it."

Chen Jia thought he was referring to touching people's backs, and casually said, "It's a bad taste."

Chen Zheng wasn't angry at all, he just looked at Chen Jia quietly, and didn't intend to continue talking about the previous topic.

The half-spoken nature of this is really tormenting.

"Hey, why don't you want me to go? Afraid I screwed up?"

Chen Jia thought about it, and there was only this possibility.

Who made their family members so many and their relationship so chaotic!

But this guess was answered negatively by Chen Zheng, "No, but if you really want to go back, I will go back with you."

That's right, it's easier to handle things when I'm next to him, and at my house, if I'm going out with my classmates, I just have to keep an eye on A-gan and don't talk about it.

"Well, you'd better show me the people in your family who have photos and information first, and I'll recognize them first."

Chen Zheng nodded, then turned over, put his hand on Chen Jia's waist, and pulled the distance between them closer with a little force.

"Come with me, the bed is small and crowded."

Chen Jia knew that Chen Zheng must have something to say, so he didn't bother to ask any more.

Besides, who doesn't have something hard to say in their hearts?

But why do you need to sleep together, forget it, let him go.

"Go to sleep."

Chen Jia took Chen Zheng's hand away and said softly.

The two were so close that Chen Jia could hear Chen Zheng's heartbeat.

That heart was originally his own, but now it was beating at his own rhythm because of Chen Zheng's mood swings.

What is hiding in Chen Zheng's heart?

While Chen Jia was thinking wildly, while listening to the gradually steady heartbeat and breathing, he fell asleep unconsciously.

In the morning, Agan with a refreshing face opened the door of the dormitory and came to his bed. When he saw the scene in front of him, he almost shattered the thick glass at the bottom of the wine bottle.