Cheng Ke himself didn't know what would be different about this kiss. He only knew that he really wanted to kiss Jiang Yuduo, not the kind of clicking, touching, and wrapping it casually.
He wanted a siege, a passionate, raging, savage fight, a breathless kiss, a kiss he'd never felt before.
Jiang Yuduo's lips were a little cold, but his breath was hot.
After the warm breath touched Cheng Ke's face, he lost his mind, and the last trace of reason he waved away made him feel like a one-armed satyr who suddenly exploded.
He dragged Jiang Yuduo into the room, slammed it against the wall, then dragged him into the living room, kicked the chair, knocked open the table, and after a series of operations, the world seemed to be blank. He was panting, and in the chaos, he couldn't even tell whether Jiang Yuduo responded or not.
It was very enjoyable, except that he couldn't cooperate with his right hand in a plaster cast, and he was still being held by Jiang Yuduo.
However, there is still a left hand, and the cooperation of the left hand is very conscientious.
After touching and rubbing, he finally grabbed Jiang Yuduo's ass.
Jiang Yuduo paused, then raised his arm and knocked him down on the sofa.
When Meow jumped off the back of the sofa and stepped on his face and jumped away, Cheng Ke regained his senses a little.
Grabbed the third brother's ass.
I grabbed the third brother's ass who still couldn't figure out what he was thinking and what he wanted.
Might be hit by a conditioned reflex.
But Jiang Yuduo didn't beat him. After standing beside the sofa for a second, he pounced on him.
Cheng Ke estimated that Jiang Yu must have used his experience in fighting. His right hand in plaster was pressed to the top of his head by Jiang Yuduo, and then Jiang Yuduo stepped over and pressed his knee directly on his left wrist.
"Did you fucking bite me?" Jiang Yuduo gasped a little, and asked him while riding on him and staring down at him.
"I don't know," Cheng Ke also panted, "I thought I had torn you up."
Jiang Yuduo gasped for a while, then lowered his head and kissed him suddenly.
Cheng Ke thought for a moment that the third brother was going to hit him on the nose with his head.
Then there were only four words left in my mind.
hurricane.
How long did you kiss and how did you kiss.
What else was on my mind.
God knows.
When Jiang Yuduo let go of him and straightened up, Cheng Ke heard his cell phone ringing.
Neither of them moved nor spoke.
Cheng Ke only felt a buzzing in his ears.
The phone finally stopped ringing.
"Why did you stop?" Cheng Ke looked at Jiang Yuduo, and because of his unsteady breath, he felt that his tone was very floating.
"What?" Jiang Yuduo asked, "The phone? You stopped ringing before you answered it."
"Fucking Chen Qing has changed!" Cheng Ke was speechless, "I asked you why you stopped!"
Jiang Yuduo was stunned for a while, but did not speak.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Ke laboriously pulled out his hand from under his knee and patted his face lightly, "Huh?"
"No." Jiang Yuduo muffled his voice.
After a while, he threw himself down, fell on Cheng Ke's body and didn't move, burying his face in his shoulder.
"... I rely on it." Cheng Ke held his breath, and Jiang Yuduo almost smashed him into the air.
Jiang Yuduo didn't move or make a sound, still burying his head.
Cheng Ke could feel his warm breath on his neck, raised his hand and rubbed his back again: "It's okay, this is... impulse."
"No." Jiang Yuduo said, covering his shoulders.
"You... Y, right?" Cheng Ke felt something. Under such an excited and excited scene, he really didn't know why he wanted to laugh a little.
"Aren't you the same?" Jiang Yuduo was still muffled.
"Yeah," Cheng Ke put his hand in his clothes and felt it on his back. A few raised scars could be felt on the smooth skin. "Then I didn't stop."
"I'm not because of this." Jiang Yuduo said.
"What's the matter?" Cheng Ke asked, "Are you scared by the phone ringing?"
"Fuck you're frightened by the phone ringing," Jiang Yuduo snorted, then paused and sighed, "I'm... just, I don't know what to do."
"What?" Cheng Ke was stunned for two seconds, and suddenly he couldn't control his urge to laugh wildly. He gritted his teeth and held back his smile, and pushed Jiang Yuduo lightly.
Jiang Yuduo turned his face sideways and frowned: "It's not that I don't know what to do, I know what to do... No, it's just... I'm not used to it anyway."
"I know, I know." Cheng Ke rubbed his back.
"What do you know?" Jiang Yuduo raised his arms and looked at him.
"...I'll just say it casually." Cheng Ke said that his brain was not enough at the moment, and he really didn't understand what Jiang Yuduo wanted to say.
Jiang Yuduo got up, pushed his legs inward, sat on the sofa, took a cigarette and lit it.
Cheng Ke pulled his sleeves hard, sat up, and leaned on the armrest of the sofa: "Are you sitting on the place where Meow shit?"
"It's not that I'm not used to it..." Jiang Yuduo thought about it for a long time with a cigarette in his mouth, and finally gritted his teeth as if he made up his mind, and turned to look at him, "I probably thought about what happened later, and suddenly I don't know. What happened."
Cheng Ke didn't speak, and it took him a long time to realize what he said.
Jiang Yuduo was holding a cigarette, because the smoke went up, his eyes narrowed and he looked arrogant. Cheng Ke really couldn't connect his expression with what he wanted to express.
"So it's not that you don't know what to do," Cheng Ke said, "you don't know how to do it."
"...Go away." Jiang Yuduo glared at him and turned his head.
Cheng Ke felt that when this kind of passion stopped abruptly, but he still didn't know what to do, he should continue to enjoy it for a while. If he suddenly couldn't control his wild laughter, it would be a very unpleasant thing to destroy the atmosphere.
But he still couldn't hold back.
He turned his head towards the back of the sofa and smiled uncontrollably.
Jiang Yuduo turned back to look at him, and after watching for a few seconds, he cursed, "Fuck!"
After Cheng Ke finished laughing, he felt that he had no more thoughts, all the previous passion and excitement had been swept away, and there were no distracting thoughts.
Jiang Yuduo went into the bathroom to wash his face, but when he came out, he was still upset.
"I'm a little hungry," Cheng Ke said, "Is there any dinner for you now?"
Jiang Yuduo glanced at him: "Go and eat your farts."
Cheng Ke's spirit of laughter, which had already subsided, suddenly revived. He hugged Miao and hugged him again, and he was having fun again. He didn't even know that he was taking the wrong medicine.
"I think you are a birthday star today," Jiang Yuduo pointed at him, "and still a wounded."
"No." Cheng Ke asked with a smile.
"Pick you." Jiang Yuduo took his coat and put it on, "Let's go, let's go to dinner."
"Is there any place to eat now?" Cheng Ke glanced at his phone, it was already three o'clock.
"Yes," Jiang Yuduo said, "but if I don't take you to look for it, you will definitely not find it."
"Let's go then." Cheng Ke put down Meow and stood up.
The life of the wounded made him regain a little of the feeling of the eldest young master before. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the coat came over.
But this moment of flashing thought made him a little uncomfortable.
"Will Chen Qing find you tomorrow?" Cheng Ke asked after going out.
"Yes," Jiang Yuduo sighed, "you... don't care what he thinks, no matter what he thinks, he won't do anything to you."
"He shouldn't be able to accept it," Cheng Ke said. "What are you going to tell him?"
"Don't worry about it," Jiang Yuduo said, "Chen Qing and I, there is nothing we can't resolve. If we really can't resolve it, we'll just take it after a fight."
"Actually, you don't have to say that you are me..." Cheng Ke hesitated.
"I know what you mean," Jiang Yuduo interrupted him, "I'll figure it out, just... If I like you, which one is it."
"Well." Cheng Ke smiled.
Jiang Yuduo took him through several alleys, and turned around to a small street that Cheng Ke had never walked before.
The style is similar to that of the small street where Jiang Yu grabbed, but there are still a few small shops facing the street open.
"Is the barbecue accepted now?" Cheng Ke asked, "What shop is this?"
"Barbecue restaurant." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, and then burst into laughter.
Jiang Yuduo frowned at him: "Did you get beaten in the head by Cheng Yi today?"
"He doesn't have a chance to shoot." Cheng Ke said happily.
"You are 28, young master," Jiang Yuduo said, "smiling like a fool."
"None of your business." Cheng Ke said.
"Go in." Jiang Yuduo pushed him towards a small shop next to him.
The shop is very small, and the four small tables are full. A young couple is sitting at the inner table, talking in a low voice while eating barbecue.
The two of them sat down at the table by the door. The boss was a young man with a beard. He brought a pot of tea and said hello to Jiang Yuduo, "Third brother."
"Just help me bake some," Jiang Yuduo said, "get two more bottles of wine."
"Okay." The bearded man replied.
After he walked away, Jiang Yuduo asked in a low voice, "Who called you just now?"
Cheng Ke remembered that his phone had rang before.
"I don't know, it was in the middle of the night." He took out his phone and glanced at it, frowning, two missed calls, one from Cheng Yi and one from Liu Tiancheng, he put the phone back in his pocket, "No need. Tube."
"Cheng Yi?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"Well, I guess I took someone to drink," Cheng Ke said, "then complained, made a phone call to beg for peace, and my former friends came over to persuade me, saying I'm sorry for Cheng Yi or something."
"Are you tired?" Jiang Yuduo snorted.
"Probably get used to it," Cheng Ke said, looking at Jiang Yuduo after thinking about it, "Do you want to visit the store I mentioned today?"
"Why am I looking at that?" Jiang Yuduo took the wine brought by the boss, unscrewed the lid, took a sip, and handed it to him.
"I'll drink it later, I can't drink on an empty stomach," Cheng Ke took the bottle and put it on the table. "That shop is a Qing bar. According to Cheng Yi's handwriting, it should be pretty good. Are you... Are you interested... "
"No." Jiang Yuduo replied succinctly.
"Are you afraid of inexperience?" Cheng Ke asked. "You can learn slowly. If you want to do something, this shop is better than your woodworking, right?"
"Am I bad at woodworking?" Jiang Yuduo smiled.
"Very good." Cheng Ke said.
"Don't keep that store," Jiang Yuduo said. "Cheng Yi is very shameless about this. As long as you don't sell this store, he won't let you stop."
Cheng Ke didn't speak, and Jiang Yuduo sometimes thought a lot.
"Don't have anything to do with him anymore." Jiang Yuduo said.
Cheng Ke hesitated for a while, then nodded: "Okay."
When he walked out of the shop after eating barbecue and drinking wine, Cheng Ke felt that it was almost dawn.
"Are you sleepy?" Jiang Yuduo asked.
"I just need to close my eyes," Cheng Ke put his arm around his shoulder, "I can fall asleep on the spot."
Jiang Yuduo looked back and hugged his waist very lightly.
But the hug was a little unsteady, and the hand went up for a while, which seemed inappropriate, then went down a little, and then moved up again.
"Don't be fooled, is there a definite place?" Cheng Ke asked.
Jiang Yuduo sighed, his arms tightened, and his hands did not change places.
When he got home, Cheng Ke went to the backyard again. The lamp made by Jiang Yuduo was still on. The courtyard was warm and yellow, and it looked several degrees warmer than the outside.
"This lamp can be hung in the bedroom," Cheng Ke said. "Just in my room, I just don't feel comfortable using the wall lamp, so I can replace it with it."
"You don't have to give me face like that," Jiang Yuduo said with a smile, "how ugly it is to hang there."
"It's not ugly." Cheng Ke said.
"Whatever you want, but you still need a little tung oil, there's not enough time today," Jiang Yuduo walked to the lamp, flicked his finger, the lamp turned, and various shapes of light spots and shadows appeared in the yard Shaking, "Should I put a lantern in it?"
"Don't! Don't!" Cheng Ke said quickly, "Please stick to your current aesthetic."
"Oh." Jiang Yuduo responded.
Cheng Ke yawned: "Go to sleep, I'm so sleepy."
"Well," Jiang Yuduo came over, stopped in front of him, and hesitated for a few seconds, "Where do I sleep?"
Cheng Ke glanced at him: "Sleep in my arms."
"Fuck!" Jiang Yuduo glared at him.
"Come and hug." Cheng Ke opened his arms.
"Just two or two drinks," Jiang Yuduo still glared at him, "Is that your virtue?"
"Come and hug!" Cheng Ke raised his voice and roared.
"Your uncle!" Jiang Yuduo took a step back when he yelled, "Are you an idiot!"
Cheng Ke didn't say anything, but still held his elbows open. He didn't know what was wrong with him, whether he was drinking, fighting, kissing, or saying goodbye to the past SAY. Uncontrollably excited.
Jiang Yuduo stared at him, came over and hugged him.
"I'm sleepy." Cheng Ke wrapped his left arm around him, resting his chin on his shoulder, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt a little unable to stand.
"Don't say let me carry you in," Jiang Yuduo immediately became vigilant, "I don't despise you, I really dare not hold you, I'm afraid of falling."
Cheng Ke laughed, released him, turned back to the room, washed his face, entered the bedroom, and lay down on the bed: "I'm sleepy."
After saying this, he felt as if he had lost consciousness. The speed of falling asleep made him very depressed, and he didn't have time to wait for Jiang Yuduo to lie down.
When he regained consciousness, it was already bright, but Cheng Ke didn't know the exact time.
He was the only one on the bed, Jiang Yuduo didn't know whether he had already woken up or had not slept like last time.
Cheng Ke reached out and wanted to take the phone to check the time, but found that his right arm didn't seem to be able to move much. He looked along and saw his plastered right hand on the pillow, but it took him 30 seconds. Only then did I understand that a rope was tied to the plaster, and the other end of the rope was tied to the shelf at the head of the bed.
"Jiang Yuduo!" Cheng Ke roared in shock.
"Hey—" Jiang Yuduo's voice came from the living room, and then someone ran in, "Come on, come on, I'll untie it for you."
"What are you playing?" Cheng Ke looked at him, his eyes suddenly widened, "Fuck! What are you playing!"
"What?" Jiang Yuduo looked at him as he untied the rope for him.
Cheng Ke was stunned for a while, then suddenly lifted the quilt and glanced at himself.
"Fuck you uncle!" Jiang Yuduo reacted, jumping up and pointing at him, "Fuck! Cheng Ke, what the hell are you thinking!"
Cheng Ke felt a little embarrassed when he thought about it, but Jiang Yuduo's reaction made him feel a little more amused.
"Nonsense!" Jiang Yuduo said, "You can understand it after just watching a few movies."
"Oh." Cheng Ke laughed.
"Get up!" Jiang Yuduo said, "Cheng Yi called three times, and Xu Ding also called twice."
Cheng Ke frowned: "What time is it?"
"It's almost 11 o'clock," Jiang Yuduo said, "Xu Ding also called me."
"What did you say?" Cheng Ke sat up and got out of bed.
"Just ask me if I know why you didn't answer the phone, and I said you were sleeping," Jiang Yuduo said, "he hung up and didn't say anything."
"What else can I do," Cheng Ke stood up, "the business of selling the store... Xu Ding has to be involved."
"Xu Ding is the only person you know who has helped you," Jiang Yuduo said, "he must be involved."
When Cheng Ke walked to the bathroom, Jiang Yuduo followed again: "Isn't Xu Ding..."
"Huh?" Cheng Ke turned his head.
Jiang Yuduo frowned: "If he has no problem, then he is helping you like this..."
"Are you jealous?" Cheng Ke asked.