The web advertisement of Yuhe Mountain was recently updated, and the latest real-life photos were placed on the advertisement homepage. The cemetery area is neat and simple, with lush greenery.
The pool of water facing the cemetery area is so clear and colorless that even the small fish swimming among the green algae at the bottom of the water can be seen clearly.
Chen Ling got up early in the morning as today was the day they were moving to a new house.
The new courtyard is not far behind the old courtyard. It has white walls and green tiles and is surrounded by trees. It is warm in winter and cool in summer, and it is pleasing to the eye.
Chen Ling was just about to wake up the others when there was movement in Zhao Xunchang's room.
He walked closer, pushed open the door and looked through the gap. He saw that the old man was already dressed and was dragging out the treasure box from under his bed.
"Master." Chen Ling walked in and helped him lift the box onto the table.
Zhao Xunchang pointed under the bed and said, "There's another one inside."
Chen Ling knelt on the ground, tilted his head and tried to look inside. There was indeed a box against the wall. He stretched out his arms and took a lot of effort to take the box out.
The box is not big. It is an old item that Zhao Xunchang collected from other places in his early years.
Zhao Xunchang treasured it very much and kept his eyes fixed on his little disciple's movements, fearing that the thing would be bumped into.
Chen Ling carefully put down the box and said, "Jiang Yu sent someone to make an antique shelf for your new study. You can put these things on display in the future."
Zhao Xunchang smiled so much that his eyes narrowed. This little apprentice was not accepted in vain. He was sensible and obedient on weekdays. Who would have thought that in the end he would be given a son-in-law.
"Tell him thank you for me." Zhao Xunchang said in a fake tone, feeling smug.
Chen Ling waved his hand carelessly: "We are all family, so let's not talk about different things. Let me help you move your things first."
Zhao Xunchang waved his hand and said, "Let's go together."
The new courtyard was completed, but he had not officially visited it. He had only taken a look from the outside. The white walls, green tiles, and red gate were elegant and eye-catching. It was said that the designer Jiang Shengxing had invited had designed a small garden in the center of the courtyard, and moved old trees from other places to the corners of the courtyard. In the summer, when the sun shone, the shade of the trees filled the corners, making it cool and pleasant.
Whenever Zhao Xunchang thought of this, he couldn't help feeling happy.
He used to be a wanderer and didn't think it was important to have a fixed residence. Now that he has an apprentice and his son-in-law, and a lively younger generation like Wu Weiwei by his side, he suddenly thinks it's not bad to have a home.
It can shelter you from wind and rain and warm people's hearts.
The courtyard gate is made of anti-corrosion solid wood, and the paint on the surface is smooth and bright.
Before Zhao Xunchang pushed the door, the purple-blue parrot standing on his shoulder flew up first, soaring all the way and landing on the branch of the old tree in the yard.
Chen Ling stepped back and whistled at it over the wall. Xiao Lan turned his back and pretended not to hear.
Zhao Xunchang was in a good mood and didn't want to restrict it: "Let it go."
Chen Ling complained in his heart that he was spoiling only one bird now, but when the breeding center sent the other parrot over in the afternoon, he would have a pair, and with the other children at home, some of them would become noisy in the future.
Pushing open the gate, Zhao Xunchang walked in quickly, his eyes lighting up.
There are small flower beds along the inner wall of the courtyard, full of green plants, and a rockery in the small garden in the center, with water flowing underneath. In the corner of the east side of the courtyard, the tall old tree stretches its branches freely, full of vigorous vitality.
Zhao Xunchang was very satisfied with everything in front of him. He pointed to the shade of the tree and said, "Tomorrow I will go buy a new rocking chair and put it under it."
Chen Ling walked over, pulled out the cursed whip and swung it at the high branch, bringing down a miniature swing.
He said, "I didn't make a parrot stand, but this little swing should be enough."
Zhao Xunchang blew a whistle, and Xiao Lan reluctantly left the treetop and flew down. The old man held him and put him on the swing.
As if it had discovered a new world, its eyes widened, and it immediately jumped a few times on the swing, and opened its mouth and shouted: "Great, great!"
Chen Ling reached out and tapped his beautiful beak: "You are the one who knows how to enjoy yourself the most!"
Xiao Lan replied: "Enjoyment comes first, enjoyment comes first..."
Chen Ling: "..." After a moment of silence, he turned to look at his master, "Did you teach me?"
Zhao Xunchang spread his hands and said, "I learned this from a variety show a few days ago."
"Brother Chen!" Wu Weiwei's voice came from outside the back door, followed by a young man with messy hair walking in. He yawned and looked sleepy, obviously having just woken up.
Chen Ling raised his eyebrows: "Are you up?"
"Yeah." Wu Weiwei rubbed his eyes. "I got up and looked around but didn't see anyone. I guess you must have come to the new yard."
In this house, Wu Weiwei defined the battlefield for himself in the kitchen. He rubbed his face vigorously, and the hazy sleepiness instantly disappeared. "Haven't you had breakfast yet? Let's make it here this morning."
"Don't worry." Chen Ling hooked his shoulder and led him to the right, "Let's go check out your room first."
Wu Weiwei's heart beat faster and he suddenly became impatient.
He suppressed his excitement and looked around: "Why can't I see Brother Jiang?"
Chen Ling's face turned red instantly, and he stammered to change the subject: "Don't worry about him, let's look at the room first."
Wu Weiwei glanced at him suspiciously, wondering, "I didn't ask anything, why is your face so red?" His eyes rolled and he thought of something, "What were you two doing in the room last night? It was twelve o'clock and Brother Jiang didn't come out of your room."
It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned it, but once he did, Chen Ling's face turned even redder.
Wu Weiwei seemed to have discovered a new world. These two people were both adults and had worn rings, but they had yet to lie down on the same bed. But judging from his brother Chen's attitude last night and this morning, it seemed that things were settled
Chen Ling felt inexplicably guilty when he was looked at by him, and almost jumped up: "Shut up! Stop filling your head with pornographic garbage!"
Wu Weiwei looked aggrieved: "How do you know that my brain must be filled with yellow waste? Maybe it's just a blank sheet of paper?"
Chen Ling opened his mouth and felt that he was exposed.
Wu Weiwei chuckled and bumped Chen Ling's arm with his elbow.
Chen Ling glared at him fiercely and shouted in a strong but weak voice: "Are you going to look at the room or not? If not, go to the kitchen."
"No, Brother Chen, let me see." Wu Weiwei's momentum weakened instantly.
Chen Ling got back on his feet, and hummed in his heart, "Is there anything I can't do to you?" He took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, found two identical ones, and handed one to Wu Weiwei.
Wu Weiwei excitedly grasped the key tightly, inserted it into the keyhole, and slowly turned it half a circle.
With a click, the lock tongue popped open.
The door automatically opened a crack.
Through this small gap, Wu Weiwei saw the desk placed at the door and a tall bookcase in the corner.
He opened the door, and the bright and spacious room appeared before him.
Chen Ling pushed him in and pointed at the things on the bookshelf and said, "Aren't you interested in making magic tools? This Lu Ban book is about mechanical engineering, and these are books related to modern woodworking. Tell me what you need, and Brother Chen will buy it all for you."
"And this." Chen Ling took down a wooden box from the bookshelf, pressed the switch to open it, and inside the box were a brand new set of tools needed for handicrafts.
Wu Weiwei's eyes lit up. He touched this one and couldn't help but touch that one, saying happily, "Thank you, Brother Chen."
Chen Ling reached out and patted Wu Weiwei on the head: "Thank you for nothing, you're still being polite to me?"
Wu Weiwei closed the lid of the wooden box lovingly and nodded vigorously, "Yes, we are a family."
He felt relieved.
Strictly speaking, Chen Ling is younger than him, but he is always treated as his younger brother.
Wu Weiwei couldn't express his complicated feelings, he just felt that he was no longer alone, he had a family, elders, and a brother who was as close as a brother. If he was tired, someone would care about him, if he was hurt, someone would feel sorry for him, and if it was windy or rainy, someone would tell him to go home quickly.
He sniffed and suddenly hugged Chen Ling.
Chen Ling was stunned for a moment, and felt the warmth and wetness on his shoulder. He lowered his eyes and gently patted Wu Weiwei's back, "You are such a grown-up, you shouldn't cry."
Wu Weiwei hummed in a sullen voice, "As for that."
Chen Ling thought about it, moved his palm upwards, stopped at the back of Wu Weiwei's head and pressed it gently, "Don't cry, people who don't know would think I bullied you."
No idea what touched Wu Weiwei, he quickly let the man go and stuck his head out to take a look.
Fortunately, Brother Jiang didn’t come.
Wu Weiwei was embarrassed to let Chen Ling see his red eyes, so he turned his back to the people behind him, lowered his head, raised his forearm and wiped his eyes vigorously several times.
He took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his mood: "I'm going to cook."
Chen Ling followed: "I'll go with you."
The kitchen is spacious and equipped with both Chinese and Western style stoves and counters, as well as ovens and steamers.
Wu Weiwei opened the cabinet and saw all kinds of tableware neatly placed on the built-in metal shelves, which definitely looked like something with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Chen Ling raised his chin towards him: "Are you satisfied?"
"Very satisfying." He pointed at the oven and said happily, "I'll take care of afternoon tea and make egg tarts for you."
Chen Ling was surprised: "You can also make egg tarts?"
"I've seen the recipe before." Wu Weiwei scratched the back of his head embarrassedly, "I'll try it this afternoon."
Chen Ling remembered something and dragged out a box from the kitchen storage space. "What is this?"
Wu Weiwei slapped his forehead and said, "Fuck, I forgot to tell you."
Chen Ling looked at him in confusion.
Wu Weiwei said, "Didn't I tell you the day after you and Brother Jiang came back that the old man had moved Mr. Yuan Yongxiang's grave?"
Because he couldn't get through to Chen Ling's phone call, Yuan Yongxiang finally came to him himself, and it was Zhao Xunchang who helped to move the grave.
He opened the box and took out the jade ornament inside: "He personally delivered this the next day. The old man couldn't refuse it, so he accepted it."
The carvings on the ornaments are lifelike and it is a great thing.
Chen Ling nodded and put the things back.
After breakfast, everyone went to the old yard and moved everything into the new yard. After tidying up, they had lunch. Then Wu Weiwei and Chen Ling drove to the wholesale market in the city to buy vegetables in preparation for tonight's housewarming party.
The guests at the housewarming party are all family members, so the dishes should be homely and there is no need for fancy and complicated plating.
After buying the vegetables they needed, they drove home without stopping.
Halfway through the journey, Chen Ling suddenly received a message, and the sender's note was "my wife".
The next day after they returned from the Netherworld, they went to meet Chen Ling's parents.
The couple accepted the fact that they had a son and had a happy meal together. During the chat after the meal, Mother Chen talked about the issue of marriage.
Chen Ling almost jumped up from the sofa, but when he wanted to reach out to cover his mother's mouth, it was too late.
Although Chen's mother and father accepted their son's sexual orientation, they were still very traditional in some aspects. They felt that even if their children could not get legal recognition in China, they should go abroad to get a marriage certificate.
This is guaranteed and completely perfect.
Chen Ling blushed at the time, and was about to say that he was still young and there was no need to act so quickly, when he saw the old man suddenly kneel on one knee and take out an exquisite little box from his suit jacket.
There were two simple rings in the box.
This scene shocked Chen's parents. It took them a long time to react. Mother Chen patted her stunned son hard and said, "Hurry up and react, son! Xiao Jiang has been kneeling for how long!"
Chen Ling came back to his senses and reached out his hand with a red face.
The man held his hand gently and carefully, as if he was protecting a precious and fragile item.
The day after exchanging rings, Jiang Shengxing suddenly visited, and through some unknown channel, he actually sent Jiang Yu a passport and visa.
Chen Ling looked at the handsome photo on the passport and wanted to sigh, it is so good to be rich in this world, even the dead can use the passport of the living.
…
Coming back to his senses, Chen Ling opened the message and enlarged the picture sent by Jiang Yu.
It is an antique wooden bed.
Chen Ling: “…”
For some reason, if this kind of bed is placed in a dark environment, he always feels like he is in a horror movie.
Chen Ling replied: I don’t like it, is there anything else
The next second, another photo appeared in the dialog box. Before he could click on it, the second, third... were all furniture style pictures that Jiang Yu sent from the store.
Chen Ling held his forehead with his hand: How much do you like wooden beds? Can't you choose something else
Jiang Yu replied calmly with four words: strong and durable
Chen Ling quickly put away his phone and opened the window for ventilation so that the heat on his face could cool down quickly.
Wu Weiwei knew nothing about it and was concentrating on driving the car home. When he opened the car door, he heard voices coming from inside the courtyard wall.
The invited guests have arrived.
In addition to Chen's parents, there are also people from the Jiang family and Li Hongyu.
Jiang Shengxing brought a lot of things, mostly supplements for Zhao Xunchang, and a few small appliances for the new home. Chen's parents were not as exaggerated as him, and gave a mandarin duck quilt that they had asked someone to hand-sew since the two went abroad to get their marriage certificate.
Mrs. Jiang was very talkative. She couldn't let go of the smooth satin on the quilt and said, "This material must be the best Shu brocade, right? Judging from the stitches, it should be Su embroidery, right?"
Mother Chen said, "You have a good eye. When I asked Chen Ling's father to choose the fabric, guess what he said?"
Mrs. Jiang made a curious expression: "What?"
Mother Chen said, "He said that no matter how many he chose, they were all the same, so why not just draw lots?" She strongly disagreed with her husband's attitude and still feels indignant when she thinks about it, "This is a wedding quilt for two people, how can we just be so casual!"
Because of this, she grabbed Mr. Chen and gave him a good scolding afterwards.
Mrs. Jiang smiled softly: "Men are careless about this kind of thing. Don't be angry with him."
"I'm not angry." Mother Chen couldn't help laughing when she thought of the couple's sweet time together. "In fact, I was quite worried about them at the beginning. I was afraid that outsiders would gossip about them, and I was also afraid that they couldn't stand the rumors. In the end, they didn't take those words seriously at all."
After the Yuheshan Cemetery was built, the villagers began to sell incense, candles and paper money. As the ecology of the mountain gradually recovered and the mountain scenery became more beautiful, many of the villagers who had moved away in the past came back to open farmhouses.
More people means more gossip, and many people stare at the courtyard with tinted glasses.
Chen Ling always ignored these things. Occasionally, when he saw villagers gossiping, he would sneak up on them and add a sentence when everyone was talking excitedly: "So you care about me so much."
After doing this several times in a row, perhaps because everyone was afraid that he was the owner of Yuhe Mountain, or perhaps because they truly felt that it was not good to talk about people behind their backs, gradually no one dared to say anything behind his back.
Mrs. Jiang suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are they really not going to hold the ceremony?"
"I asked him several times but he said he didn't want to because it was too much trouble," Chen's mother said. "Chen Ling said his life was his own and he just needed to be comfortable. There was no need to hold a ceremony to announce it to everyone."
"That's the truth." Mrs. Jiang didn't say anything, but she was thinking in her heart that her ancestor was really strict with her husband.
Some time ago, Jiang Shengxing had the courage to ask his ancestor about this matter, but was rejected with just a single “no”.
Now that I think about it, it was probably the idea of the young ancestor of the Chen family.
As she spoke, Mother Chen stood up happily and said, "You're back."
Chen Ling and Wu Weiwei walked in with bags in their hands, greeted everyone present and went into the kitchen.
Wu Weiwei put down his things, rolled up his sleeves and started working.
Chen Ling helped him and sat on a small stool to peel garlic.
Remembering that he didn't see Li Hongyu in the yard just now, he asked, "Didn't you call him? Why hasn't he come yet?"
Wu Weiwei lowered his head and sliced the fish: "Who knows, maybe there was a traffic jam."
Chen Ling glanced at him and asked, "Mr. Gao introduced a new order yesterday. Are you interested?"
Wu Weiwei was stunned, "Am I alone?"
Chen Ling thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be. Not long after I took the order, I heard from Mr. Gao that his friend was approached by someone who said they were professionals. I guess they are from the Special Investigation Department."
Not long after Li Daoxuan was brought back for special investigation, people from the Seventy-two Departments arrived and immediately pulled the inner demon entangled with his soul out of his body and took him to the underworld.
After this, the Special Investigation Department had some free time, but anxiety gradually rose in everyone's hearts.
There are so many mouths to feed in the Special Investigation Department, and each of them needs to eat, while the various sects also need to repair their buildings and recruit more monks...all of which cost money.
At this time, if there is no business coming to you, you have to find business yourself.
Chen Ling said: "Why don't you ask him and tell him it's the Jiayuan Plaza case."
Wu Weiwei stopped cutting, washed his hands, and immediately took out his cell phone to send a message to inquire.
Soon, the phone vibrated.
After carefully reading the content twice, Wu Weiwei looked up and said, "They put it together."
Chen Ling nodded: "Then are you going?"
Wu Weiwei knew that Brother Chen wanted to train him, so he nodded and agreed without saying anything: "Go!"
Wu Weiwei is very talented in combining ancient instruments with modern technology, and Chen Ling has great confidence in him. Even if Wu Weiwei really can't do it, there is still Li Hongyu on the scene.
With the help of Mrs. Chen and Mrs. Jiang, the meal was served on time at six in the evening, and Li Hongyu arrived just in time.
Zhao Xunchang asked Li Hongyu to sit next to Wu Weiwei, then frowned and looked around, "Why hasn't Jiang Yu come back yet?"
Chen Ling was just about to say that he would call to urge them when a tall figure walked in from outside, followed by a few workers carrying large objects.
Looking at the shape of the object, everyone was silent. They could guess without thinking that it was a bed.
It was a large bed at least two meters wide.
Zhao Xunchang blinked, put his hand to his mouth and coughed, then said to Jiang Yu, "You're back just in time, wash your hands and eat."
Jiang Yu nodded to the people present and said, "Wait a moment, you guys eat first."
Zhao Xunchang was now older and no longer afraid of him. He said, "Let's eat first, or the food will get cold."
Chen Ling held the bowl and, using the hand holding the chopsticks to cover his eyes, furtively glanced at Jiang Yu's back as he moved towards the room, his ears turned red.
He closed his eyes and forced himself to divert his attention.
Wu Weiwei, who was sitting opposite him, couldn't help but laugh. Li Hongyu next to him glanced at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wu Weiwei hurriedly shook his head: "Nothing."
Li Hongyu is too serious a person, and he cannot be allowed to know that I am thinking about the gossip about his brothers Jiang and Chen. Perhaps because he feels too guilty, he always feels that the people around him are still looking at him.
I turned around and saw that it was true.
Wu Weiwei grinned at him, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and quickly picked up a piece of pork ribs and put it in Li Hongyu's bowl: "Eat more, eat more, you are too thin."
Li Hongyu glanced at the perfectly sized piece of pork chop covered in sauce in his bowl and whispered thank you.
Wu Weiwei hooked his arm and said, "We are all brothers, why be polite?"
As they were talking, there was one more person at the table. Jiang Yu had already sent the workers to sit in the empty seat next to Chen Ling.
Jiang Shengxing, who had been talking to Zhao Xunchang, finally relaxed completely. He smiled and poured a glass of wine for Jiang Yu: "Everyone is happy today, would you like to drink some?"
Jiang Yu: “Okay.”
His eyes fell on the mouth of the bottle, and seeing that it was almost done, he tapped his fingers on the table a few times.
Jiang Shengxing stopped immediately.
The whole family was drinking and having a great time, it was so lively.
In addition to them, weasels, German shepherds, five-zhu coins and three-corpse Gu also joined in the feast.
In order to avoid scaring the "inexperienced" Jiang family, Chen Ling found a small flat stone for them to use as a table, and placed small bowls and plates on it, each of which was filled with the portioned food.
The weasel held the chicken leg in both hands, his mouth full of oil, his whiskers twitching, and his round eyes narrowed in satisfaction.
The German Shepherd has a big mouth and an even bigger appetite, but his owner ordered him not to eat it all, so he could only stick out his tongue pitifully to roll up a piece of duck meat and chew it carefully. After chewing it a hundred times, he swallowed it silently and went to eat the next piece of meat.
The souls in the five-zhu coins floated out, and he followed Chen Ling's instructions to stay here and watch them to prevent them from fighting for food. At his feet, the three-corpse Gu, which was as black as a small snake, was burrowing in the mud.
Five-zhu coin: “…”
What a fool it is! Ever since its owner brought it home and gave it a lecture by Jiang Yu, it has been acting like a earthworm instead of a good poisonous insect.
At first he didn't think much about it, until later when he was bored and flipped through his master's book, he realized that it was a fucking poisonous insect!
Wuzhuqian originally thought that he was a good ghost, and it was already boring enough that he had to live in a coin and become a door god. He didn't expect that there was someone even more boring.
Just then, the head of the Three Corpses Gu emerged from the soil. He touched it with his finger and sighed, "I didn't expect you to be even dumber than me."
"Fools, idiots, big idiots!" The macaw, perched on a branch of an old tree in the yard, looked down, "You are all big idiots!"
Perhaps it's because he stayed in Yuhe Mountain for too long and was affected by the spiritual energy, Xiao Lan's IQ is getting higher and higher, but his eyes are also getting sharper and sharper, and he can see some wandering evil creatures.
It didn't know that those were not living things and thought they were new members of the family. It always bullied the German Shepherd, pulled the beautiful fur on its back, and then took it back to the breeding pilot project that had been completed next door, adding the soft dog fur to the nest for itself and its future wife.
So when the German Shepherd saw it, he became frightened, stopped eating, and ran away.
The weasel was happy and spread out its short front paws, meaning that this pot of chicken is mine!
Wu Zhu Qian pinched his nose as if he had a headache, stood up and chased after him, shouting weakly: "Don't fight, don't fight..."
There were laughter and joy inside and outside the courtyard, which lasted until eight o'clock in the evening.
Chen Ling also drank a little wine, not much, and his head was a little dizzy. He helped Wu Weiwei put the dishes into the kitchen. The two of them washed and cleaned the dishes one by one, working in perfect harmony.
Li Hongyu was sweeping the floor outside silently. When the two of them finished cleaning up, he said goodbye: "I'm leaving first."
Wu Weiwei: "I'll take you there."
As soon as the two left, Jiang Yu came out of the room and pulled Chen Ling into the room.
The layout of each room in the courtyard is the same. It is a small suite with a partition between the study and the bedroom, and there is a spacious bathroom in the room.
The same was true for Chen Ling and their room, the difference being that, as Jiang Yu suggested, there was a bathtub in the bathroom, the room was covered with thick carpets, and for some unspeakable reason, the soundproofing in the room was more stringent than in other rooms.
It is no exaggeration to say that even if the people inside shouted at the top of their lungs, the people next door would not be able to hear them.
Chen Ling felt uncomfortable all over. The hands pressing on his back were hotter than usual, pushing him towards the bathroom.
"I can do it myself." Chen Ling came back to his senses from his embarrassment and quickened his pace. The muscles in his thighs, along with his waist and back, became stiff due to the tension.
Jiang Yu's hand slid down and rubbed his waist through his clothes, "Don't be nervous."
Chen Ling swallowed and said, "I'm not nervous." After stepping into the bathroom, he quickly turned around to support the man who wanted to follow him in, and pushed him out with force. At the same time, he grabbed the bathroom door with his other hand and closed it hard.
He leaned against the bathroom door, touching his chest, his heart beating rapidly under his palm.
He took a deep breath, trying hard to calm himself down.
Since returning from abroad with their marriage certificate, the two of them still sleep in separate rooms as before... Of course, this is what others see. In fact, Jiang Yu appears in Chen Ling's bed every night, hugging his wife comfortably and sniffing her.
Perhaps because he was thinking about moving today and that they would be sleeping in the same room, Jiang Yu walked into Chen Ling's room last night in a swaggering manner for the first time ever and never left since.
The two of them squeezed into a not-so-big bed, arms touching arms, legs touching legs. Even if they wanted to separate to lower their body temperature, they couldn't.
They were all adult men, one of whom had been single for who knows how many years. It was just a kiss without any sexual overtones, but Jiang Yu's breathing became heavier...
Chen Ling covered his face with his hands, stopped his thoughts in time, and looked down at his palms again.
I comforted myself in my heart: It’s okay, hands are different from other parts of the body. Maybe when I really go to the battlefield, time won’t be so scary
Thinking of this, the warmth on my face faded away.
Chen Ling finished his shower with a nervous mood. When he dried himself with a towel, he remembered that he did not bring any clothes in.
Like a thief, he turned the door open and stuck his head out.
Jiang Yu sat upright beside the simple wooden bed, studying a palm-sized paper box. Chen Ling had good eyesight and saw two key words on it at a glance - "exciting".
Chen Ling: “…”
He cleared his throat, trying to get the man's attention, "Can you help me get my shirt and pants off?"
Jiang Yu looked up at him with a deep and meaningful gaze. He slowly put down the condom box, stood up and walked to the closet.
Chen Ling saw him first open the cabinet door, then bend down and open the drawer below...
"Is this color okay?" Jiang Yu asked seriously, holding up the thing in his hand.
Chen Ling was so embarrassed that he dug his toes into the ground, wishing he could rush out and cover the man's mouth. He nodded randomly: "Okay, okay, give it to me quickly."
Jiang Yu nodded: "Why are you so anxious? It turns out you like white."
Chen Ling's face flushed: "I didn't!"
"Okay, you don't." Jiang Yu coaxed her good-temperedly and took out a set of home clothes and took them over.
Chen Ling glared at him fiercely, snatched the clothes, and slammed the bathroom door.
After changing his clothes, he walked out, glanced at Jiang Yu pretending to be calm, and said while wiping his hair, "Go quickly."
"Okay." Jiang Yu smiled at him, the emotion in his eyes was as strong as spring liquor, making people feel dizzy and intoxicated.
Chen Ling quickly turned his eyes away, sat down at the head of the bed, and looked at the carpet under his feet with drooped eyelids.
Jiang Yu walked past him with clothes in his hand, and brushed his fingertips through the young man's half-dried hair. "Wait for me to come out and help you blow dry it."
Chen Ling buried his head even lower: "Oh..."
Jiang Yu chuckled and went into the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of the lock being locked, Chen Ling looked up at the bathroom door and breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly turned over and went to the bedside, picked up the condom box and studied it. The more he studied it, the more nervous he became. Finally, he could no longer bear the nervousness, so he stood up and jumped twice on the spot, and finally fell headfirst onto the bed when he was exhausted.
The ceiling above was snow-white, with a simple chandelier hanging below, emitting soft warm light.
Perhaps because of the alcohol and the nervousness, Chen Ling gradually felt sleepy. His eyelids drooped uncontrollably and stuck to his lower eyelid.
While I was dazed, I suddenly heard someone calling me.
He suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, slapped his cheeks twice, and regained most of his consciousness.
Maybe it was because he closed his eyes to rest for a while, his thoughts were unusually clear after being disturbed by the alcohol, and he opened his mouth to respond: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Yu's voice came through the bathroom door, "Come in and help me."
Chen Ling didn't think much about it and pushed the door open and walked in puzzled.
Unexpectedly, before he could withdraw his hand that had just grasped the door handle, another hand stretched out from the crack in the door, grabbed his wrist tightly, and instantly pulled him in.
The passionate kiss hits you in the face, catching you off guard.
Nervousness, shyness, fear, all the emotions that should have been present during that special period of time were completely driven away by this hasty kiss.
Chen Ling felt that he couldn't breathe, but he was reluctant to stop.
As his consciousness faded, he felt himself being picked up, and subconsciously wrapped his arms around the man's neck, holding them tightly.
Jiang Yu stopped the passionate kiss and pecked the young man's lips tenderly.
Chen Ling just felt his whole body warming up, and his heart was filled with the other party's deep and soothing feelings.
At this moment, he had forgotten all his initial worries. His heart was filled with security and warmth. He just wanted to give himself to Jiang Yu.
…
The bright moon rises outside the window, and everything is peaceful and quiet.
The beautiful warmth that flows out of that room rises and falls during the long night and will be interspersed in every day to come.