Jiang Yuduo's physique is indeed a bit special. When Cheng Ke hugged him, he didn't imagine the feeling of hugging a popsicle that had been frozen on the balcony for two hours, but it was like hugging a large heater.
Jiang Yuduo was actually warm.
Fantastic.
This is one of the main reasons why Cheng Ke didn't let go after his touching feelings were crushed by his words. The main reason was that he didn't want to let go, so he wanted to hug him.
Of course, these two reasons may also need to be reversed.
However, this kind of behavior of continuing to hug someone in silence after swearing without letting go requires shame.
Cheng Ke has always felt that he is quite thick-skinned in some respects, when he endured the title of "trash", and now, in order to take advantage of it.
"Have you practiced any unique internal skills?" he said.
"What?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Aren't you cold," Cheng Ke asked, "you're actually warm."
"I've always been like this, Chen Qing said I was a fire body." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Fire body?" Cheng Ke smiled, "Then are you going to run away in summer..."
"I also have fruit in winter." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke instantly remembered the scene of Jiang Yuduo's naked body opening the door that day, and suddenly felt a little dry, as if he was about to develop prickly heat.
I couldn't take it anymore.
"Aren't you cold?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Cold." Cheng Ke replied.
"Then go in and sleep." Jiang Yuduo said.
"You... don't stand here." Cheng Ke looked outside, it was still dark, the nearby residential buildings were all dark, only the commercial buildings in the distance were still lit with lights, in the dark, like that The light made people suddenly feel very lonely, and he subconsciously retracted his arms.
When I was in a nightclub, I only played until two or three o'clock, and even if I didn't sleep at five o'clock, I wouldn't have a chance to look outside like that.
This was almost the first time he saw what the city looked like at five o'clock. It was very strange and far away.
It was completely different from what he remembered.
"I'll stay for a while." Jiang Yuduo said.
"There's no one outside, it's such a cold day," Cheng Ke hugged him and pulled him back gently, "no one can stand in the snow outside for hours, as long as there are no newly parked cars. , there will be no one."
Jiang Yuduo did not speak.
"Has the car below moved?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Three cars have gone," Jiang Yuduo said, "there are still twenty-six cars that can be seen."
"Have you moved?" Cheng Ke asked again.
"It was here before it snowed," Jiang Yuduo said. "The snow on the top of the car is about the same thickness."
"That's it," Cheng Ke continued to slowly pull him towards the door, "it's safe now, I'm safe now, and you're safe now."
You are safe now.
Jiang Yuduo has not heard this sentence for many years.
This sentence is very unfamiliar.
As strange as a hug like never before.
Cheng Ke hugged his arms together with his body, and the feeling of being hugged so firmly made him terrified at the first moment.
But this action was similar to a back attack but with a completely different force and angle, and his body reacted faster than his brain.
The brain relies on experience, the body is probably intuition, no, not intuition.
Jiang Yuduo had never tried what it was like to hug. He didn't know what it felt like to be hugged tightly, and he had never thought about it.
It was not until Cheng Ke hugged him that he realized that he seemed to have longed for such a hug for a long time.
It's different from how Cheng Ke comforted when he woke up from a nightmare, and when he hugged Cheng Ke on the street before.
The whole person felt a little weak as if some support had been removed.
Sleepy.
When Cheng Ke pulled him into the house again, he glanced downstairs across the railing and followed Cheng Ke into the house.
It was very warm in the room, and there was a faint scent of perfume that Cheng Ke sprayed in the closet.
"I'm going to the sofa..." he said hesitantly.
"If you don't bother, you still have to get the bed cover," Cheng Ke let go of him, pulled out a small quilt from the cabinet and threw it on the bed, "Just sleep in the bed."
Jiang Yuduo looked at the little quilt without a quilt: "No quilt..."
"You fucking sleep for a while!" Cheng Ke pushed him behind him.
He threw himself on the bed and buried his face in the pillow.
The comfortable dizziness, the soft and safe feeling of wrapping, the faint fragrance mixed in the ambiguous, there is no need for him to tighten his nerves for the time being...
"Jiang Yuduo?" Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo who threw himself on the bed and didn't move, "please get up and take off your clothes!"
Jiang Yuduo buried half of his face in the pillow, his eyes closed and motionless.
"Hey, the clothes don't matter," Cheng Ke pushed him, "the pants have been tossing outside for a day and they're on my bed?"
Jiang Yuduo still didn't move.
After a few seconds, there was actually a very low snoring sound.
"Fuck me?" Cheng Ke was shocked.
This was the first time he saw someone who fell asleep in seconds. If he hadn't been sure that the push he just pushed was useless, he would have doubted whether he had stunned Jiang Yuduo with one palm.
After being shocked, he froze for a long time and sighed again.
Jiang Yuduo's ability to stand there for a few hours, or even not sleep for a day, probably relies on tense nerves and perverted willpower. Once he relaxes... it's almost like fainting.
Cheng Ke stood by the bed and watched for a while, making sure that Jiang Yuduo's breathing was normal.
After hesitating for a few seconds, he reached out and patted him on the lower back: "Hey, I took it off for you."
Cheng Ke doesn't have a habit of cleanliness, and he doesn't necessarily pay much attention to it, but he still can't bear it when he goes to bed with his pants on for a day or two, let alone he can't bear it. He couldn't bear it, and he still had a deep memory of the last time he was ordered to take off his pants without giving any face at Jiang Yuduo's house for the night.
Jiang Yuduo didn't move, and Cheng Ke couldn't bear to wake him up again, so he grabbed the waist of his trousers.
Luckily I was wearing sweatpants.
Cheng Ke cleared his throat.
…why clear your throat
do not know.
He cleared his throat, grabbed the waist of his trousers and pulled it down.
Jiang Yuduo's black panties were exposed.
This scene is so uncivilized.
So uncivilized.
He hurriedly exerted a little effort and pulled his pants up to his legs.
scar.
Jiang Yuduo is simply a combination of scars.
But soon he was stunned again. In such a cold day, this person actually only wore a pair of sweatpants, even though the sweatpants were thick fleece... Even if he was a young man, he still had a fire body stamped by the chief protector. , but on a snowy day, isn't it a bit too big to wear long johns
Cheng Ke clicked his tongue, then walked over and grabbed the legs of his trousers, pulling them off with a swipe.
Next, he should shake the little quilt and help Jiang Yuduo cover it.
But this action stopped for a long time, because his eyes stayed on Jiang Yuduo's jab from butt to leg.
Inextricable.
After a long time, he gritted his teeth, grabbed the quilt and shook it violently.
Shaking his hair a lot, the little quilt was rolled over and wrapped around his head. He was slammed forward by his own pocket and almost threw himself on Jiang Yuduo.
Fuck you.
He gritted his teeth and controlled the strength and shook again, and then put the quilt over Jiang Yuduo.
When covering it up, Jiang Yuduo snorted, turned over, grabbed the quilt and rolled up sideways.
Cheng Ke suddenly felt a burst of Amitabha Buddha, and the small flames that had not yet sprouted in his body immediately dissipated into a wisp of blue smoke.
Jiang Yuduo's sleep is much shallower than what he imagined.
If he really wanted to do something, he guessed that Jiang Yuduo, who woke up, could be beaten to death by the bed on the spot.
It's just after five o'clock now, and after Cheng Ke calmed down, he was suddenly sleepy again, so he accepted those shameless thoughts, tugged his quilt aside, and got in.
But after closing his eyes, he still took advantage of the remaining shamelessness to turn over and get behind Jiang Yuduo, forcibly pretending to stuff his arms into Jiang Yuduo's quilt without a trace.
But he didn't go any further, just poked Jiang Yuduo's waist with a fingertip.
piping hot.
Sure enough, it's a fire body.
With so many thoughts of ups and downs from time to time, Cheng Ke sighed that he didn't even have a dream, and slept directly until dawn.
When he woke up, he didn't even change his posture, and his arms were still under Jiang Yuduo's quilt.
The only change is that it is no longer just fingertips poking Jiang Yuduo's waist.
Jiang Yuduo rolled over and lay down on his back, pressing his hand down, and the middle finger he poked at the back of the waist was still bent, it was folded and pressed to the point of unconsciousness.
Cheng Ke drew his hand carefully, but failed to pull it out.
The numbness that was pressed out of his hand instantly rushed to his arm, followed by the whole arm, so sour that he frowned and scolded a series of "fuck" silently.
After the soreness passed, the pain in the middle finger remained.
pain pain pain...
He didn't care whether he would wake up Jiang Yuduo, so he quickly pulled his hand out.
As soon as he pulled it out, Jiang Yuduo moved suddenly, and before he could put his hand back into his quilt, Jiang Yuduo grabbed it.
This conditioned reflex is very admirable.
After Jiang Yuduo first grabbed his hand, he jumped up suddenly, Cheng Ke even felt his eyes opened when he rolled over and jumped up and pressed his knees on his arm.
"Me!" Cheng Ke roared quickly, "Cheng Ke, Cheng Ke, Cheng Ke!"
Jiang Yuduo pressed his wrist with one hand, pressed his knee on his elbow, stared at him for a long time, and then said, "What did you do?"
"Release!" Cheng Ke moved his middle finger, "My finger is about to break!"
"I grabbed the wrist." Jiang Yuduo still stared at him.
"You pressed my finger just now!" Cheng Ke frowned.
"Why am I pressing your finger?" Jiang Yuduo turned to glance at the half where he was sleeping, "I haven't slept past the boundary."
Cheng Ke was very awkwardly silent.
"Why are your hands in my quilt." Jiang Yuduo turned around and continued to stare at him.
"How do I know?" Cheng Ke said, "I'm used to sleeping alone. I can put my hand wherever I want, and stretch it out wherever I want."
Jiang Yuduo sighed and let go of him: "I'm so sleepy that I scared you away."
"Scared you?" Cheng Ke asked.
"I suddenly felt that someone touched me when I fell asleep," Jiang Yuduo sat on the bed and scratched his head a few times with his hands on his head, "Are your fingers okay?"
"It's okay." Cheng Ke squeezed his middle finger and rubbed it.
"What time is it?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
Cheng Ke turned his head and glanced at the small alarm clock by the bed: "Ten forty."
Jiang Yuduo turned his head in surprise and confirmed: "You actually slept until now?"
"You didn't sleep until five o'clock," Cheng Ke said. "It's been less than six hours since I slept."
"No matter what time I go to bed, I usually wake up at seven." Jiang Yuduo said.
"You didn't call it sleep yesterday," Cheng Ke sat up and waved his hand, "you called it fainting, but let's call it drowsiness."
Jiang Yuduo smiled, looked down at his legs again, and raised his head for a long time: "Did you take off my pants?"
"Well," Cheng Ke looked at his legs, "sucked it off."
Jiang Yuduo didn't speak, sighed, got out of bed after being stunned for a while, and put on his pants: "Is the toothbrush I used last time still there?"
"Yes, it's left untouched." Cheng Ke said.
"Oh," Jiang Yuduo nodded and walked to the bedroom door, "I'm going to wash."
"I'll ask the two to come over early," Cheng Ke touched the phone. "It was delivered just after washing up, so I didn't want to go out to eat."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded, and after walking out of the bedroom, he suddenly turned back and stared at him.
"Why?" Cheng Ke was a little terrified by his stare.
"Did you sneak up on me in the middle of the night?" Jiang Yuduo asked, frowning.
"I..." Cheng Ke's embarrassment at this moment was probably going to go straight to the sky, he thought he had already fooled him, but Jiang Yuduo turned back again, he was just a little embarrassed, "Are you a fucking pretty little cutie? I'm so sleepy in the middle of the night that I still have time to touch you?"
Jiang Yuduo still frowned, and after a while, he clicked his tongue and turned away.
"...Fuck." Cheng Ke scolded softly and fell on the bed with the quilt, which was too embarrassing.
Jiang Yuduo entered the bathroom, unscrewed the cold water and washed his face.
I feel a little dizzy in my brain, not the kind of dizziness that I haven't woken up or haven't slept well, nor the kind of dizziness that comes from a vertigo attack.
should be…
After splashing cold water on his face, it didn't improve, but the cold water made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Have a fever
He touched his forehead, but couldn't feel it.
After washing, he went to the living room, opened the drawer, and took out the thermometer that Cheng Ke planned to use to measure the water temperature yesterday.
"You have a fever?" Cheng Ke just came out of the bedroom with his phone.
"No," Jiang Yuduo shook the thermometer, "I'll play for a while."
Cheng Ke didn't pick up, he took two steps and slapped him on the forehead.
Although the slap was a little heavy due to inertia, there was a snap, but Jiang Yuduo didn't respond, so he didn't withdraw his hand, and pressed Jiang Yuduo's forehead for two seconds.
piping hot.
He should have reacted to this temperature last night. When he poked Jiang Yuduo's back last night, he could feel it was hot.
"You fucking bastard, you just have a fever!" he said.
"...I'm always hot," Jiang Yuduo clamped the thermometer, "it just doesn't seem that hot."
"What should I do with a fever?" Cheng Ke asked, "Is it boiled ginger with brown sugar or something?"
"I don't know," Jiang Yuduo hesitated, "Isn't that a drink for dysmenorrhea?"
"Really?" Cheng Ke was stunned for a while. "Then drink something to sweat? Are you not a life expert? There are times when you don't know anything like a waste?"
Jiang Yuduo sat on the sofa: "I haven't had a fever for many years."
"What about when you had a fever many years ago?" Cheng Ke asked.
"Carry it." Jiang Yuduo replied calmly.
Cheng Ke paused and picked up his phone: "Take your body temperature first and see what it is."
"Well." Jiang Yuduo nodded.
Cheng Ke checked what to do if he had a fever, and he said the same thing, drink a lot of warm water, rub the whole body with alcohol... rub the whole body? Drink ginger syrup and take antipyretics.
"Ginger syrup is right," Cheng Ke said, "you can drink it."
"Do you have Jiang?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"...No." Cheng Ke said, "Also drink water and rub alcohol all over the body..."
He didn't say about taking medicine. Jiang Yuduo didn't want to go to the hospital. He wasn't sure if Jiang Yuduo was willing to take some medicine for fever.
"You only have water here." Jiang Yuduo smiled.
"Alcohol...also," Cheng Ke said, "but..."
"You don't need to worry about it," Jiang Yuduo said. "It's just a fever. I'll go back to sleep later and I'll be fine. I never cared about it when I was a child before."
"Okay." Cheng Ke sat down, "I'll bring it here about half an hour earlier. Can you eat it with a fever?"
"I can eat it," Jiang Yuduo said, "I can eat it anytime."
The thermometer showed 38 degrees, Cheng Ke took the thermometer and looked at it again: "38 degrees, is this a high fever?"
"No." Jiang Yuduo answered with certainty.
"When I had a fever of 38 degrees, I was hospitalized for an infusion," Cheng Ke said.
"Are you hospitalized after coughing?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Anyway, I don't have 38 degrees to carry it myself, you can do whatever you want." Cheng Ke didn't say more. Jiang Yuduo came here for so many years. Compared with someone like him who was pampered and raised from a young age, a fever might be a real problem. It's almost like coughing twice.
Moreover, Jiang Yuduo looked no different from usual. If he hadn't touched it himself, he would never have found that Jiang Yuduo had a fever.
People are really different.
The meal delivery call came, and Cheng Ke answered the call and prepared to open the door.
Jiang Yuduo stood up, rushed to the door ahead of him, looked out from the cat's eye, and then opened the door.
Cheng Ke took the lunch box and put it on the table: "It's all what I want to eat, I don't know if you like it or not."
Jiang Yuduo sat down at the table and looked: "Pancake and soy milk?"
"Well." Cheng Ke sat down, took a pancake and took a bite, "I used to eat breakfast, all Western food, my dad and Cheng Yi liked it."
Jiang Yuduo sighed: "You're a young master anyway, if you want to eat these, let's get a single portion of it, can't you?"
"Forget it," Cheng Ke said, "trouble, anyway, you can eat it now if you want."
"I'll take you to Lu Xi's for dinner someday," Jiang Yuduo said. "She makes pancakes very delicious. Her mother used to sell pancakes and queue up to buy them."
"Really?" Cheng Ke immediately became interested, "Is it convenient?"
"What's the convenience?" Jiang Yuduo took a sip of soy milk and looked at him.
"Is it convenient to eat pancakes in the past?" Cheng Ke asked.
"... Who is inconvenient?" Jiang Yuduo didn't understand.
Cheng Ke gave up, took a bite of the pancake, and said, "When are you going?"
"In two days, when her mother goes back, she will be with the old lady these days." Jiang Yuduo said.
"Okay." Cheng Ke nodded.
After eating breakfast, Jiang Yuduo put on his coat and prepared to leave.
Cheng Ke looked at him and suddenly felt a little lonely. When he woke up in the morning, even if he was embarrassed, shameless, and upset, he had always been in a good mood.
Jiang Yuduo was leaving now, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable, but he just felt very lonely. Before Jiang Yuduo went out, he had already begun to feel this way.
"I'll bring the cat and the things it uses in a while," Jiang Yuduo said, "the old lady will be here in the afternoon."
"Well," Cheng Ke replied, and his mood suddenly rose again, "Why don't I go and get it, you have a fever."
Jiang Yuduo looked at him and said nothing.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke felt a little guilty.
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Fuck me?" Cheng Ke was stunned, and quickly touched his face, "Did I laugh? No?"
"I didn't laugh," Jiang Yuduo said, "but I can feel that you are smiling."
"Don't pretend to be a fairy," Cheng Ke took his coat, "let's go, I'll go get it with you, do you have much?"
"There are quite a few, cages, water bowls, rice bowls, toilets, cat litter, cat food, and canned food... and a towel. He especially likes to sleep with it," Jiang Yuduo said, a little embarrassed, "but it's only two days..."
"It's okay." Cheng Ke said.
Jiang Yuduo called for a car, and before the car came, he pulled Cheng Ke and forcibly squeezed into the security room where there were already two security guards.
Said to be cold, in fact, the security room is not much warmer than the elevator hall on the first floor.
Cheng Ke knew that he was probably doing it for safety.
It was not until the car arrived that they said goodbye to the security guard and went out and got into the car directly.
Along the way, Cheng Ke was too embarrassed to say a word, and always felt that it was too obvious to say.
But what made him even more depressing was that he never thought that such a day would come when he would be so restless for a street gangster of unknown origin who had only known each other for a few months and was still suspected of having mental problems.
He is indeed a freewheeling person in many things. Dad said that he has no perseverance, no determination, no self-control, no choice... All kinds of dissatisfaction, sometimes it makes sense to think about it. Own.
Jiang Yuduo's house has been tidied up, it is very tidy, and all the things the cat uses have been packed.
"That's all." He picked up his things. "You take the cat."
Cheng Ke went over and picked up the cat, thought about it, and stuffed it into his coat.
When Jiang Yuduo was about to open the door and go out, he said, "Why don't you live with me."
"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him.
"Just..." Cheng Ke pinched the cat's ears and rubbed it, "To be on the safe side..."
"You," Jiang Yuduo frowned again, staring at him, "do you have any... thoughts on me?"
Cheng Ke wanted to kick Jiang Yuduo in the face at this moment.
Can you be more subtle
Can you be more subtle!
"Aren't you a little too narcissistic?" Cheng Ke looked at him.