Disciplinary Guidelines

Ji Yao always felt that Jiang Heng had a little subtle hobby.

He has a bit of possessiveness in his bones, usually he can't see anything, only when his skin is in touch - for example, when he is in close contact, he is always willing to control Ji Yao's range of activities under his own hands.

Ji Yao originally thought that he was strong, but now he realized that he might be insecure.

Jiang Heng held Ji Yao's wrist with one hand, and pressed it against his back. Subconsciously, his fingertips rubbed against Ji Yao's thin wrist, and he turned his head and kissed the side of his neck.

A layer of goosebumps appeared on Ji Yao's back instantly. He had a sensitive constitution, and he slept with Jiang Heng for three years. He was quite familiar with each other's breath and temperature, and his breathing became heavy almost immediately.

"That's so tiring." Ji Yao gritted his teeth and smiled, trying to struggle a bit: "How nice it is for me to help you."

Jiang Heng pressed against his back and laughed sullenly twice.

He didn't speak, just gently grabbed Ji Yao's earlobe, biting it threateningly.

Ji Yao hissed lightly, and suddenly felt that his waist was numb.He wanted to resist, but it was really difficult to use this posture.Both of his arms were pulled up by Jiang Heng, only his shoulders were on the bed, and he was pressed tightly by Jiang Heng from behind. It was really difficult to compete with his strength.

Jiang Heng's warm tongue lingered on his earlobe for a while, his slightly cool fingers nimbly lifted the hem of Ji Yao's clothes, slipped in, and wrapped around Ji Yao's waist.

The second half of Ji Yao's voice was cut off in the air. He took a very short breath, and subconsciously arched his back.

"Itchy." Ji Yao whispered.

He wanted to hide back, but it was a pity that he ran into Jiang Heng's arms, but he seemed to throw himself into his arms.

"Ah Yao." Jiang Heng licked his earlobe and said softly, "You don't even close the door when you come in."

Ji Yao was startled, struggling to reveal his eyes from under the quilt and glanced at the door, only to realize that he came in too hastily just now, and really forgot to close the door.

The door of Jiang Heng's bedroom was wide open, and the stairs were not far away. From this angle, he could vaguely see the living room lights downstairs.

Ji Yao: "..."

He tensed up almost immediately, and his body was tense, but Jiang Heng had a bad intention and smiled vaguely.

"Don't make trouble." Jiang Heng said softly: "Be careful and my mother will come up later."

Ji Yao: "..."

Ji Yao's hairs stood on end, he rationally felt that Xiao Tong would not suddenly go upstairs for no reason, but emotionally he always subconsciously followed Jiang Heng's words.It is obviously not a good scene to make out in front of the elders. Ji Yao was so nervous that his body and spirit were in a state of high excitement, but he was moved by Jiang Heng's few words, and he couldn't control himself in his arms. Shake.

Ji Yao's heart skipped a beat, he gritted his teeth and gasped, and said softly: "Then you can't let me go—"

"Okay." Jiang Heng said softly: "Then I really let go?"

That's what he said, but he didn't have any sincerity in his actions, and he didn't have the slightest intention of letting go.Ji Yao twisted uncomfortably, and his waistline stretched into a slightly curved arc.

Three years have passed, the two of them seem to have grown older, and their mentality has declined when they get together, and they can't stop arguing.

During the chaos, the thermos bottle in the quilt rolled down the edge of the bed and fell to the ground. The bottle filled with boiling water exploded, and the scalding boiling water was instantly splashed out, soaking the wrapped fabric.

The sound of dripping water dripped down the bottle mouth, and the water stains slowly spread, wetting the floor with a dark mark.

After an indeterminate amount of time, the sound in the quilt gradually subsided, a hand poked out from inside, casually touched the bedside table, and pulled out two tissues.

Ji Yao has been stuffed under the quilt for a long time, sweating all over from the heat, his pajamas are pressed under his body, his forehead hair sticks to his face in locks and strands, he looks a little pitiful.

Jiang Heng wiped off the sticky sweat on Ji Yao's body with a tissue, and hugged him with a smile.

"How is it? Is the service good?" Jiang Heng asked softly.

Ji Yao: "..."

Ji Yao was so tired that he wanted to curse. He originally wanted to comfort Jiang Heng, but he didn't expect that his whole body was as if he had been fried in a pan. His whole body was crispy, and even his fingertips felt numb. Hot and spicy.

On the contrary, Jiang Heng was still neatly dressed and looked refreshed.

"Bah." Ji Yao spat at him lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "...Aren't you good?"

Jiang Heng was amused by him, and with a smile, he took a saliva from the water glass on the bedside table, bent down and fed it to Ji Yao.

"Guess." Jiang Heng said.

Ji Yao didn't really want to guess.

"Why are you unhappy?" Jiang Heng gently kissed the corner of his lips, and asked with a smile, "I thought you were in a hurry."

Ji Yao: "..."

"I'm in a hurry." Ji Yao gritted his teeth and hummed: "After all these years, I haven't slept with you once."

"Okay." Jiang Heng said with a good temper: "Then do you want to make another bet?"

Ji Yao: "..."

Ji Yao subconsciously remembered the ending of the last "bet". A small electric current suddenly shot up from the spine, and his whole body was shocked, and he dared not speak.

Forget it now, Ji Yao thought, if he loses the bet, the price will be difficult to pay.

Ji Yao held his breath, turned his head sullenly, and poked his head out from under the quilt with difficulty.

He managed to take a breath of cool fresh air, his whole body was crispy and soft, and he lost all strength immediately.

Jiang Heng lifted the quilt and got out of bed, taking away some warm air, but luckily he went back soon and brought back a cup of warm sweet milk.

Ji Yao didn't have much strength, so he moved towards him slowly.

Intimate contact is obviously the best way to break down barriers. Jiang Heng's brows and eyes are gentle, as if the spring breeze is thawing, and his whole body softens into a lake in early summer, warm and clear.

The feeling of skin-to-skin contact seems to bring people a sense of security, even if you don't do anything, sharing each other's temperature and secrets is also a reassuring thing. Ji Yao sticks to Jiang Heng's arms with peace of mind, and breathes a sigh of relief .

Jiang Heng shared the cup of sweet milk with him, then put the cup back on the bedside table, pulled out something from under the pillow with his backhand, and put it in Ji Yao's hand.

Ji Yao took a closer look, only to find that it was the document that led to everything before.

The transparent file folder has been warmed by body temperature, through the case, Ji Yao has already seen Jiang Heng's handwriting below.

Jiang Heng's handwriting is just like a man's, with a bit of sharpness in his pen. At first glance, his strength penetrates the back of the paper, as if he had used a lot of determination when signing the document.

"Since you are going to give yourself to me, what can I do if I don't take it." Jiang Heng said.

Ji Yao caressed the thin plastic shell, feeling both sweet and sour in his heart.He now knows what this document means to Jiang Heng, and he also understands that Jiang Heng handed him not only a boyfriend, but also the rest of his life.

For Jiang Heng, this is stability, hope, and the destination he has been looking for all his life.

"It's so strange." Ji Yao said vaguely, "You are so easily satisfied, yet you can get my turn."

Jiang Heng glanced down at him, and a little question lazily overflowed from his throat.

"Ok?"

"It's nothing." Ji Yao said, "I'm just thinking, there are so many boyfriends before, but none of them cheated your heart."

"It's not surprising." Jiang Heng smiled with the corners of his lips hooked.

When Jiang Heng was young, he liked to play and knew how to play. Perhaps it was because he looked like a romantic seed, so the people Jiang Heng met before were all similar to this style.Some of them took a fancy to Jiang Heng's good skin, and some took a fancy to his good conditions, and most of them came here with a clear purpose to have a vigorous and dewy relationship with him.

Jiang Heng doesn't care about obedience and prefers to accept a novel sense of company, but his demands on his lover are ridiculously high.

He doesn't want to drift with the crowd, and he doesn't want to touch those people who are not deeply involved in the world and are simple enough-because most of those people can't see the situation and the future clearly, and when they are together, they will subconsciously count all the ups and downs of the future on him body.Jiang Heng is unwilling to take on such additional responsibilities, so he has always kept such people at a respectful distance.

But most of the old fried dough sticks have their own ideas, and few are willing to hang themselves from a tree, so he is like fishing for seafood in a freshwater lake. He wants to last long, but he can't find it for long.

——Until he found Ji Yao, a special case of internal and external contradictions and contrary to common sense.

Thinking of this, Jiang Heng felt more and more predestined. He pursed his lips and smiled, and couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Ji Yao.

"Because you are the coral in the stream, the only bright color." Jiang Heng said: "So I can only see you."

Ji Yao didn't keep up with his brain circuit for a while, and blinked in confusion.

Jiang Heng deliberately took this as a romantic secret in his life, so he shook his head with a smile without saying a word, as if he had no intention of explaining it.

"That's right." But he quickly and naturally changed the subject and asked, "Do you want to put your study together with me? Or do you want some private space?"

Ji Yao was slightly taken aback.

"What?" he asked.

"The house hasn't been renovated yet." Jiang Heng said with a smile: "Before starting construction, I have to ask the new owner's opinion."