"Brother Yan?"
Yan Mu's action came suddenly, and he hugged Jiang Zhihuo's back tightly with both arms.
He sat downstairs for a long time and felt cold.
Jiang Zhihuo held the bouquet in one hand and rubbed Yan Mu's back with the other hand: "What's wrong, Brother Yan?"
Yan Mu didn't say anything, but looked deeply at Jiang Zhihuo. His hair was scattered on his forehead, his brows were slightly furrowed, and it was impossible to tell the emotion in his eyes.
Then he lowered his head again, forehead to forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief.
This action was a bit like acting coquettishly, and Jiang Zhihuo clearly felt Yan Mu's tense back gradually relax.
Jiang Zhihuo patted him again and said deliberately, "You feel so wronged. Who bullied our Brother Yan? Come on, I'll help you teach that person a lesson."
Wanyan Mu was obviously stunned when he heard this, and immediately let go of his hand. His expression was indescribable, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.
So much fun.
Jiang Zhihuo lowered his head and chuckled, then stuffed the flowers into Yan Mu's arms. The bouquet was very heavy, and his hands became sore after holding it for so long.
Yan Mu held the bottom of the bouquet.
The flowers picked were those that had not yet fully opened, with half-closed buds and water droplets dripping on the petals.
Jiang Zhihuo felt relaxed as he had nothing in his hands. He walked forward carefree and said, "Shall we go up first?"
The two entered the elevator, opened the door, and changed their shoes. Yan Mu was still standing at the door holding the flowers, and Jiang Zhihuo had already rushed in.
Wanting to find the flower shop quickly and wanting to come back quickly, Jiang Zhihuo ran all the way and sweated in the middle of winter.
He washed his hands first, then opened a bottle of mineral water and drank it.
Yan Mu's brain was slow tonight, and he was obviously dizzy. He looked at Jiang Zhihuo again, and when Jiang Zhihuo put the mineral water on the table again, he slowly asked, "Did someone send you flowers?"
Jiang Zhihuo paused: "?"
Yan Mu asked again: "Did you answer it?"
Jiang Zhihuo narrowed his eyes: "???"
Can you still ask such a question
We kissed in the bar, and now she's bringing flowers back, why do I need to ask?!
Brother Yan, what’s your IQ
Jiang Zhihuo said nothing and patted Yan Mu on the shoulder: "I'm going to take a shower, Brother Yan, think about it carefully."
Yan Mu's IQ has been lowered due to unknown reasons. It's rare to see a Yan like this. It's also very cute when the academic genius acts silly occasionally.
When he came out of the shower, Jiang Zhihuo saw Yan Mu sitting on the sofa, supporting his chin with his fingers crossed, staring seriously at the bouquet on the coffee table.
This temperament doesn't match Brother Yan, he looks cute, and his eyes are serious, as if he can really stare out the answer.
Jiang Zhihuo wanted to laugh again.
Yan Mu heard the noise and turned the same look to Jiang Zhihuo.
Hua won't answer, but Jiang Zhihuo will.
Jiang Zhihuo leaned against the wall, looking at him, with a towel around his neck, wiping his hair intermittently.
"Have you figured it out?" Jiang Zhihuo asked with a raised corner of his mouth.
Yan Mu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, slowly stood up and walked towards Jiang Zhihuo.
Jiang Zhihuo put his hand down and put the towel back on his shoulders.
Yan Mu's figure came closer, raised his arm and touched his hand, then pressed back with a little force, and then his breath was suppressed, and his breathing became a little fast and nervous.
"Did you think of it?" Jiang Zhihuo smiled. He must have thought of it, otherwise he wouldn't have done this to him.
"No." Yan Mu said, "I can't think of it."
Jiang Zhihuo shook his head, looking regretful: "Brother Yan's IQ has dropped."
"I can't believe it." Yan Mu said.
"That means you've thought of it, right?" Jiang Zhihuo pointed out.
As Jiang Zhihuo spoke, he looked up and observed Yan Mu's eyes. His eyes were a little red, and his eyes were always deep, like ink that could not be dissolved.
Used to being cold, Yan Mu is very good at hiding his emotions, and normally one can't read much from his eyes.
But it is different now. His body temperature and heartbeat are very close to you, telling you his emotions, very indifferent, yet warm. These two words are completely opposite, yet at this moment they all relate to the same person.
—Anyone would be moved when Brother Yan looks at them like this.
What's more, Jiang Zhihuo already knew that he was going to be finished.
I don’t know who took the initiative first. This question doesn’t seem to be that important. The two of them were close to each other and could have kissed by just lowering their heads or leaning forward.
There was no need to hide their emotions, they hugged each other, kissed each other, and used their hands to create a small space, trapping themselves in it, their breaths entangled.
Yan Mu pinched the back of Jiang Zhihuo's neck, and Jiang Zhihuo raised his head.
He had just finished a shower, and the smell of shower gel remained on his body. There were also water droplets on his neck from his hair that had not yet dried. Yan Mu wiped off the water droplets and pressed his thumb on his spine.
For Jiang Zhihuo and Yan Mu, kissing is a very skilled thing. They did it a lot in the past period of time, kissing for three to ten minutes, several times a day, and they have learned the breathing thing a long time ago.
But this time the kiss was so fucking fierce that I couldn't breathe, and my breathing was as disordered as the first time we kissed.
The flower was still standing on the coffee table, its petals bright and fiery in color.
Yan Mu moved his hand down and gently rubbed the gland with his thumb.
Jiang Zhihuo usually wouldn't touch this place on his own initiative. It was not until this moment that he discovered that his glands had become more sensitive as the differentiation process went on. When Yan Mu touched him, he reflexively shrank his neck, tilted his head and clamped his hand, and the back of his neck felt itchy.
The kiss suddenly stopped, and neither of them said anything, their heartbeats were so close, their breathing was so close, and the common emotions were too many to count.
Jiang Zhihuo smiled and hugged Yan Mu, his legs still a little weak, but he couldn't let Yan Mu know about this for the time being, as it would be embarrassing.
He pressed his cheek against Yan Mu's, rubbing it left and right.
Both of their faces were hot and they couldn't cool down after just kissing.
The breath hit my earlobes, hot, and the sound was equally hot.
Jiang Zhihuo said: "I don't know how to put it, anyway, let's just do it, Brother Yan, how about we have a relationship?"
After saying this he raised his head again.
Yan Mu always thought that Jiang Zhihuo's eyes were beautiful, with long and dense eyelashes, deep and wide double eyelids, and when he smiled, the corners of his eyes turned upwards, and his eyes were moist and sparkling with light.
A certain emotion couldn't be suppressed and surged from his chest. Yan Mu was completely speechless. He couldn't answer any questions, so he lowered his head again and pressed his lips against hers.
It was another kiss, unbridled yet calm. At first, they were in the living room, and later they went into the room. It was too cold in winter, so they would turn on the heater when they slept at night, so the air in the room was drier than outside.
It's even more impossible to restrain oneself in this kind of environment. You're so close, chest to chest, hands around each other, and every reaction of your body is clear.
They separated a little.
Jiang Zhihuo said, Brother Yan, my hair is not dry yet.
Yan Mu said I will help you.
"Okay." Jiang Zhihuo did not refuse and sat cross-legged on the carpet. Yan Mu plugged in the hair dryer. The reaction from the kiss just now had not yet subsided. Jiang Zhihuo turned his back and took a pillow from the bed and put it on his legs.
Hot wind blew over his head, and his fingers lightly shuttled through his hair and pressed it gently. There was no meaning, it was just blowing his hair, but Jiang Zhihuo still felt the warmth all over his body from the top of his head.
The boy had short hair and it was blown dry in a short while.
Yan Mu put away the hair dryer, then sat on the edge of the bed without moving.
We just had a kiss. What is the most appropriate thing to say now
"Tan Huixin?" Jiang Zhihuo turned his head and saw that Yan Mu had grabbed a pillow and was hugging it at some point.
"Wait a minute." Yan Mu said, "I'll take a shower."
One of them sat on the bed and the other on the carpet, their movements were surprisingly consistent - one of them held a pillow in front of him.
This scene somehow tickled Jiang Zhihuo's funny bone. He buried his head in the pillow and started laughing. Finally, he raised his head with great difficulty, unable to hide his smile: "Brother Yan, you are so cute."
Yan Mu put the pillow in front of Jiang Zhihuo to block him from seeing anything, then jumped off the bed with a thump, grabbed the bath towel and rushed into the bathroom.
It was just a shower. Boys usually shower very quickly. Yan Mu took more than half an hour to shower today. The door of the room was not closed. The bathroom was not far from this door. The sound of flushing kept coming from outside the door and never stopped. I wonder if he was doing something else.
Jiang Zhihuo's reaction had long subsided during this time. When Yan Mu came out, Jiang Zhihuo was leaning against the head of the bed. He had taken out his Kindle and was reading a book for a while, with the soft quilt covering his lower body.
Each person had half a bed, which was clearly divided before. Although Jiang Zhihuo would always roll to Yan Mu's side after falling asleep, before falling asleep, the two always kept a clear distinction between them - this was the last bit of dignity and they could not give in.
Yan Mu stood aside and blow-dried her hair, the whistling sound of the wind filling the entire room.
The moment the hair dryer was turned off, the room suddenly became quiet and Jiang Zhihuo looked up.
"Brother Yan."
Jiang Zhihuo hadn't been home for the past few days. He was wearing Yan Mu's pajamas, which were light gray and had a round collar. After leaning against the wall for so long, the collar had tilted to one side, and he didn't even notice it.
The exposed collarbone has delicate lines, the neck is white, and the gland area is especially white. The sweet wine smell is not suppressed at all and overflows from there.
Yan Mu couldn't bear this scene.
His omega, lying on his bed, wearing his clothes, looking at him with his head slightly tilted, his eyes dark and bright - Jiang Zhihuo's eyes were always so frank and passionate.
"You haven't answered my question just now." Jiang Zhihuo said.
Yan Mu sat on the half of the bed that belonged to him, trying hard to suppress his heartbeat.
"Are you talking about getting to know each other or having a romantic relationship?" he asked.
Jiang Zhihuo looked at him and smiled: "All of them, choose one to answer first."
Then, Yan Mu hugged him again.
My body was warm from a hot shower, and my skin felt hot when it touched mine. It was very comfortable to hug me.
When hugging, you can't see the other person's expression clearly, but you can truly feel the other person's presence. Only then can Yan Mu feel completely at ease.
Jiang Zhihuo scratched his arm.
When a person is relaxed, the biceps are completely soft. Even if you can't feel it, you can still feel it. The body's reaction will tell you the other person's emotions.
So Jiang Zhihuo waited quietly for Yan Mu to speak.
Yan Mu said, but he still didn't answer the question—or maybe he answered all of them, Jiang Zhihuo couldn't tell for a moment.
Because Yan Mu hugged him and said to him, "Xiao Zhou, I am so happy that I am going crazy."
The author has something to say: My dears, I have something to do in the three-dimensional world recently, so I can't write during the day. I will still update every day, but the update time will be postponed a little to 23:30, okay? Let's brush up before going to bed~~
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