just because you are addicted

The air conditioner was on in the car, but it wasn't cold.

Shen Yijun woke up in pain, just moved, a tearing pain came from his lower body, his brows were slightly frowned, and he inhaled.

Shen Yijun stood up slowly while supporting his waist, and Han Yi's coat fell down.

Shen Yijun's clothes were disheveled, his hair was messy, his lips were red and swollen, and there were hickey marks on his neck and chest.

Shen Yijun secretly cursed a beast.

The most important thing is the pain. I feel pain all over my body, but I can't tell where it hurts.

Han Yi was not in the car, Shen Yijun gritted his teeth and was about to get out of the car, Han Yi dropped the cigarette from his mouth when he saw this, and immediately came over to stop him.

Han Yi immediately got into the car, taking in the cool air of the seaside in the morning.

Han Yi stared blankly at the shocking hickey marks on Shen Yijun's neck and chest, and remembered Shen Yijun's appearance begging for mercy under him, his heart ached uncontrollably, and he cursed himself for being so ungentle, how careful he was, and still hurt in the end It's his time.

Shen Yijun watched Han Yi staring straight at his half-naked chest. The pain from yesterday came back to his head again. He stared at Han Yi warily and subconsciously stepped back. This undoubtedly hurt Han Yi's heart.

"Jun'er, come here," Han Yi coaxed.

Shen Yijun didn't move, just looked at Han Yi without saying a word.

Han Yi sat closer and gently hugged Shen Yijun.

"I'm sorry, Jun'er, I couldn't control it, I was an asshole, I knew you were unconscious and I did it with you, I promised to wait for you later, but I still couldn't hold back."

Hearing the familiar voice next to his ear, he gently hugged back with both hands.

"I don't blame you, you idiot." Shen Yijun's voice was waxy.

Han Yi gently pushed the person away, looked at Shen Yijun, his voice was as gentle as water.

"Whether it hurts or not, is it uncomfortable."

Shen Yijun pouted, looked at Han Yi aggrievedly, and nodded.

Han Yi leaned Shen Yijun's head on his shoulder, his voice seemed real and illusory, Shen Rui said softly, "Jun'er, you are mine, your body has been labeled with me, from now on you are my Han Yi's person" .

Shen Yijun listened quietly with his head down, didn't speak, and because he was too tired, he didn't want to speak.

Han Yi continued, "You know how long I have been waiting for this day, sharing the same bed with you every day, but not being able to truly have you, do you know what kind of suffering it is."

Han Yi didn't hear any response until Han Yi realized that Shen Yijun had fallen asleep. He might be really tired. Not long after he escaped from the gangsters, he was tortured by himself for most of the night. Han Yi felt distressed.

She put Shen Yijun's head on her lap, covered him with her own clothes, and then started the car and walked home.

At the door of the house, Han Yi was about to hug him by the waist, when Shen Yijun opened his big clear eyes, and said in a muffled voice, "Are you home?"

"Well come on" as if to hug Shen Yijun, and Shen Yijun hung both hands around Han Yi's neck cooperatively.

Covering Shen Yijun with the quilt, he pecked on his forehead, and said dotingly, "Sleep a little longer, I'll make something to eat, and I'll call you when I'm done."

Shen Yijun nodded obediently.

After breakfast, Han Yi asked Shen Yijun to lie on his lap, and Shen Yijun did the same. When Han Yi made a gesture to open his pants, he tightly protected them with both hands.

"What are you going to do?!".

"Hey, let me see if there is any swelling."

"No, it's okay." Shen Yijun still defended him tightly. Although he was the same as Han Yi, he still couldn't accept him watching directly.

"Be obedient and take your hands away."

"I do not".

"Why are you shy? You've done everything, but you're still afraid to watch?" Han Yi teased and stared at Shen Yijun.

Shen Yijun blushed suddenly.

"It's serious, it may be infected and cause the butt to rot," Han Yi threatened.

Shen Yijun thought for a while, but still took his hand away.

Han Yi slowly took off Shen Yijun's pants, checked carefully, and found that it was not as shocking as he thought, but it was still red and swollen.

Give him good medicine, pull up his pants, then hold him in his arms, breathe his unique breath, and then the two fell into a deep sleep.