just because you are addicted

In the morning, Han Yi woke up feeling uncomfortable, his back was so sore that little Han Yi hurt when he touched it.

Han Yi had a splitting headache, and only remembered that he drank a lot of wine on the little one's full moon wine, and then lost consciousness, as if he had raped Jun'er.

Han Yi's eyes tightened, and he looked to the side.Shen Yijun hadn't woken up yet, his brows were slightly frowned, and he slept uncomfortably.The lips were red and swollen, and the hickeys on the neck were shocking. Han Yi carefully pulled the quilt away, and there were bruises and purple hickeys everywhere, including the lower body. Han Yi scolded himself, what the hell did I do to him.Han Yi seemed to have thought of something, and came to Shen Yijun's lower body, carefully inspecting it.

As soon as Shen Yijun opened his eyes, he saw Han Yi's head on his lower body. Regardless of the pain, he pushed Han Yi away, quickly pulled the quilt to wrap him tightly, and stared at Han Yi with horror.

Seeing Shen Yijun treating himself like a scourge, a trace of injury flashed in his eyes.

"Jun'er, let me see if it's hurt," Han Yi coaxed patiently.

Shen Yijun didn't speak, but just looked at Han Yi fixedly, his lips were tightly pursed, like a wounded little animal.

As soon as Han Yi's hand touched Shen Yijun's quilt, Shen Yijun slammed it away, "Don't touch me".

"You can beat me and scold me however you want, first let me help you with some medicine," Han Yi pleaded.

"Han Yi, do you really love me?" Shen Yijun asked Han Yi calmly.

"Junzi, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I...".

Shen Yijun looked straight at Han Yi, with crying and grievance in his voice, "My voice is hoarse, I told you not to do this, don't do this to me, you treat me as if you have never heard, I said I hurt, I hurt, You still haven't stopped...".

Han Yi shook his head feebly, at a loss, "No, don't say it."

"Han Yi, let's separate for a while."

"No, I disagree".

"That's it." Shen Yijun closed his eyes like ashes.

Han Yi hugged him tightly through the quilt, his voice trembling, "I don't agree, I absolutely don't agree, I won't let you leave me."

"Since you disagree, let's just end it." Shen Yijun's eyes were empty and his voice was calm.

Han Yi pulled the person away a little, stared into Shen Yijun's eyes, "What did you say?".

"Let's end it".

The two were silent for a while, Han Yi suddenly changed his attitude, rubbed Shen Yijun's red and swollen lips with his thumb, and his deep eyes were full of strength, playful, "Putting me away in such a hurry is to go back to your unmarried daughter-in-law Woolen cloth".

"You!?" Shen Yijun glared at Han Yi fiercely.

"Is what I said wrong? So many people know about it, so they kept it from me." Han Yi said as he pushed his thumb hard, Shen Yijun frowned slightly in pain.

Shen Yijun was too angry to speak, but just stared at Han Yi stubbornly.

"But let me tell you, I will never let you go back to find her, don't even think about leaving my side, you are mine, you can only be mine, I don't care where you are, just cut it off immediately, I act like nothing happened."

"Then let me say, if the daughter-in-law they all admit is you, do you still want me to break up with her?" Shen Yijun looked at Han Yi firmly.

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, and his eyes narrowed, "What did you say?!".

Shen Yijun just looked at Han Yi without speaking.

"You mean the daughter-in-law they said yesterday that you haven't had a relationship with, the one your mother is optimistic about is me?!".

Shen Yijun did not deny it.

Han Yi's complexion was as colorful as possible, "You, this...".

"I'm with you 24 hours a day. Do you think I found a girlfriend while sleepwalking and got the elders to agree?" Shen Yijun asked lukewarmly.

Han Yi finally figured it out, and suddenly he heard the sound of the stuffy wine he was drinking. Regardless of Shen Yijun's resistance, he fucked him, and suddenly felt unable to hold back, "Then...then why didn't you tell me?".

"Did you give me a chance?"

What is this called.

Han Yi planted his head into the pillow, leaving only a furry back of his head, like a child who has made a mistake.

Han Yi no longer had the vigor he had just now, and he spoke cautiously, with one eye on Shen Yijun, and said in a muffled voice, "Does it still hurt?".

Shen Yijun didn't speak.

"Actually, mine hurts too. It might even hurt to pee later." Han Yi was at a loss for words.

"Should" Shen Yijun only replied with one word.

"However, Jun'er, your taste really makes me want to stop," Han Yi smiled apologetically.

"You!" Shen Yijun really wanted to strangle Han Yi to death with his bare hands.