The second he held his hand on the doorknob, he could already feel the silent but strong pressure inside the door.
It has nothing to do with his current mood. It's an experience, a hunch. At the moment when all dog owners come home after a period of time, standing in front of the door of the house can receive the powerful signal inside, which cannot be underestimated.
Wen Ming opened the door.
Other people's dogs are really nice, they will shake their heads frantically at the owner's feet and flick their tails when they are enthusiastic.
His dog is also okay, Wen Ming, who was lifted up and carried on his dog's shoulders, thought so.
Wen Ming's person was placed on the only bed in the room, and Jiang Rui's figure covered most of his vision above him. Before he could react to his situation, Jiang Rui's magnified face appeared in front of him.
It was very close, as if we were in a small space that could only accommodate two people, breathing and hearing him.
The pair of dark gray eyes that usually followed him were multiplied in front of his eyes, and the feeling of being closely watched was also multiplied.
Wen Ming's face became hot after he realized it. At this distance, it is easy for people to flash some scenes of the two people being too intimate last night.
He didn't know what to do, and silently began to worry whether Jiang Rui's extraordinary senses would hear his unusually beating heartbeat at this time.
Now he misses some big rabbit ears that can be used to cover his face.
Fortunately, Jiang Rui didn't look at him for a few seconds, and he buried his head into Wen Ming's neck.
Oh yes, his dog sucks people.
Wen Ming doesn't know how other people fall in love. Anyway, now, it wasn't until Jiang Rui's face moved away from his eyes that he breathed a sigh of relief after a long absence.
He was too high up last night and didn't pay attention. Where should his hands be placed? Putting it on Jiang Rui's neck or back feels... so shameful. In the end, Wen Ming had no choice but to let his arm stay in place numbly.
There is still an internship period when people are looking for a job. Why don't people get used to things like falling in love first.
They are now in a reasonably intimate relationship.
Wen Ming took a few inconspicuous deep breaths to calm himself down. When Jiang Rui raised his head again, he had already adjusted his mood.
The face in front of him was young and energetic, with deep contours and an aggressive look.
Jiang Rui's eyes dropped, and his eyes fell on his lips.
Wen Ming saw his Adam's apple move.
It was too late to say it, and when Jiang Rui lowered his head and approached, Wen Ming covered the lower half of his face with one hand in time.
He opened his mouth to explain to Jiang Rui that he was going to a meeting later.
This distance is very close, Wen Ming looked at his face seriously.
The big boy on the opposite side has a well-defined jawline, without a trace of excess fat or slack. With this sharp line and a tall nose, what Wen Ming touched under his hand was not a face, but a crisp and jointed feeling unique to the young brother.
With his mouth covered, Jiang Rui gradually let himself lie on Wen Ming's body as he listened to his soft and slow voice.
His face was pressed against Wen Ming's neck, and the hot breath was blowing on his skin.
The moment Wen Mingqiang finished speaking calmly, one of his earlobe was bitten.
The earlobe is one of the eight sensitive parts of the male body. He couldn't help breathing heavily.
Well, he really didn't listen. Wen Ming thought to himself, the other free hand grabbed the lawless wolf claw that was clinging to his thigh and looking for its tail.
"No tail." Wen Ming said to the dog with a straight face.
The dog said with his eyes: I don't believe it.
"Jiang Rui," Wen Ming was suppressed by him and couldn't check the time, he said, "Get up quickly, I'm really going to be late."
Not an illusion. Really, according to Wen Ming's observation, he is the only one who feels cramped and nervous about this new relationship.
Couldn't all the meaning of this relationship be for him to be able to kiss
If so, he would be sad.
Wen Ming looked at the ceiling and began to think wildly.
He is 25 and Jiang Rui is 18. The one lying on him now is a man who is seven years younger than him. He may still be too young for Wen Ming. For a young boy like Jiang Rui, this may be the meaning of falling in love.
During the time when Jiang Rui was silent, he was approaching Wen Ming. The movement was slow, gradually approaching his lips millimeter by millimeter.
They can't understand the words better than the children in their class. Wen Ming looked down at him helplessly.
"If you want to kiss now, it only takes five minutes."
Wen Ming's voice was speaking.
It worked so well that Jiang Rui stopped right then. He has learned to settle accounts now, kissing once a day, a five-minute kiss is nothing compared to a one-night kiss.
Wen Ming looked into his eyes, and suddenly felt a little soft-hearted.
never mind.
The big ones should take care of the little ones. Wen Ming has always done this.
Jiang Rui didn't come any closer, and he could eat warm tofu from afar even if he stayed there, which is called the spiritual method of eating tofu. It was the person lying underneath who suddenly approached lightly, and the lips of the two collided softly in mid-air.
"Kiss half, and I'll give you back the remaining half."
Wen Ming lay back and said to him with a smile.
Jiang Rui looked at him without speaking.
Familiar emotions surged silently and calmly in the depths of the pupils.
Wen Ming's smile gradually disappeared.
…
"No, this time is really enough, I want to have a meeting!..."
Jiang Rui sat on the bed, and Wen Ming, who was wrapped around his waist by his arms, stood between his legs, and the hand holding Jiang Rui's shoulder pushed him away countless times.
The next second, he was dragged back by the arm around his waist.
The moment after the faces of the two separated, Jiang Rui immediately chased after him, and Wen Ming said angrily, "I'm angry!"
Jiang Rui paused, didn't move anymore, stopped there panting and licking the remaining sparkle on his lips.
Wen Ming pulled the bag with one hand, hurriedly turned out the meeting minutes and pens inside, and skillfully pushed Jiang Rui's face away with one hand. He was in a hurry now, and turned around and left on the spot after finding the things.
The big man who had followed him when he closed the door was still standing behind the door watching him. Now Wen Ming is more and more sure that the purpose of Jiang Rui's love with him is for this, but he still can't bear it.
Wen Ming took a hasty look at the deserted corridor, and softly whispered to the door: "Finally..."
As soon as Jiang Rui heard this, he was about to come up to him immediately, Wen Ming was so anxious that he threw a series of rabbit punches with both hands on the spot to knock him back: "I'll do it myself!"
That's it, everyone stood at the door and wanted to kiss Jiang Rui for the last time, Wen Ming hurried to the meeting.
He sorted out his appearance all the way.
The conference room is already full of people. He was still a step late, but luckily he was not the only teacher who was late because it was a break time.
In the conference room, the deputy principal sitting in front of the conference table slapped the microphone and spoke: "Hey, hello... are you all ready?... Let me tell you, today will take up ten minutes of everyone's rest time, let's open a temporary A short meeting, just ten minutes. First of all, the regular session. Please cooperate before the meeting... Is the ppt title ready? The late teacher sits in the chair at the back. Over there, Mr. Chen can take pictures when he is ready. "
Wen Ming found a seat and sat down, panting for breath.
The teachers at the scene understood the meaning of the leader. They sat upright and put away their mobile phones. Everyone in the picture showed a harmonious appearance of seriously participating in the meeting. Teacher Xiao Chen was going to hold a SLR at the front door for a while to take a photo. Wen Ming also took out his pen in unison, and opened the meeting minutes in front of him.
Following his movements, something fell out of the notebook.
… What's this
Wen Ming picked it up and looked at it. It was a bunch of regularly crumpled paper, not to mention being squashed, looking at this familiar page, it was still torn from his meeting book.
I was already taking pictures before. Wen Ming lowered his head and looked at his notebook as if he was serious.
There should be only one person who can play his book.
Wen Ming originally thought it was a note for himself, and he wanted to take the ball apart, but fortunately, he found something wrong in time. He made it out, a squashed origami flower.
Jiang Rui's handwriting.
It should have been worked out by myself while waiting for him. Because it was folded very ugly, it was pressed into Wen Ming's pages after folding. Pretend it's squashed and that's why it's so ugly.
Wen Ming held the ugly paper flower and laughed softly. At the meeting, he restrained himself a bit, and carefully pressed the flower back into his notebook.
His expression was slightly taken aback. He seemed to have figured something out.
Only at this time did he feel that Jiang Rui had been waiting for him for a long time.
Are you not used to liking me yet
I have liked you for a long, long time.