The way back was not easy either.
There are staff at the barbecue stand to clean up, so they don't need to worry anymore, but Xiao Siye's main pressure is on the drunk Jiang Zhao.
He Qinuo and Wang Zuosi, who were so drunk that they were stumbling around, had already been dragged back by the collars of two ladies who hadn't been drinking much, but Jiang Zhao didn't follow the instructions very much, and insisted on strolling by the seaside for a long time , Playing until the shoes got wet, Xiao Si reluctantly held his hand and led him home like a child.
Xiao Si also remembered that he was not clearly drunk at the bar, why didn't he become like this then
After thinking about it, Jiang Zhao blocked the way in the bar and directly followed his willful way of kissing him, which is not much worse than now.
But it may be the reason why Jiang Zhao has become acquainted with him during this period of time, so when Jiang Zhao is now self-willed, he still reveals a vague sense of dependence.
So much so that Actor Xiao had to admit that he was very useful.
Back in the house, Xiao Si also took out his slippers for him, and put them on himself.
When he turned his head, he saw Jiang Zhao still standing where he was, staring down at the slippers, wondering what he was thinking.
The others had already returned to their rooms, so Xiao Si only turned on a small light. He leaned slightly in the dimly lit living room and approached the young man beside him, lowering his voice a bit: "What's wrong?"
Jiang Zhao looked at the slippers on the ground and frowned: "It's so troublesome."
The shoes and socks were soaked and stuck to the feet, making it difficult and uncomfortable to take off.
But with such wet feet, you can't enter the room.
Xiao Si only thought for less than a second, then squatted down, knelt on the ground with one knee, and grabbed Jiang Zhao's ankle with one hand.
Jiang Zhao instinctively took a small step back, his slender legs and ankles were soaked in sea water and felt as cool as jade, being held by Xiao Siye's warm palm, it seemed as if he was about to be burned.
Xiao Si also raised his head and looked at him: "If you don't take it off, it will be even more uncomfortable."
Jiang Zhao's face was full of entanglements, and his drunken face was slightly pink against the light, and his affectionate eyes were slightly narrowed, as beautiful as a gorgeous blooming peony.
After a few seconds, he was a little reluctant, but still nodded: "Yeah."
Xiao Si also lowered his head, continued to hold Jiang Zhaobing's cold ankle, asked him to raise his foot slightly, and took off his soaked shoes.
Then, the wet socks were taken off, exposing the ankles and insteps bit by bit.
Under the light, the slender ankle was held by the man with one hand, the ankle bone on the side was clear, and the blue blood vessels on the instep floated slightly, making the skin white and transparent, more like jade.
Jiang Zhao curled up his toes in the heat of his fingers, and wanted to hide again.
But Xiao Si also took the slipper of that foot and put it on his foot before he put his foot away, preventing him from directly stepping on the cold floor.
Then he did the same thing again and helped Jiang Zhao put on the other shoe.
Finally he got up, looked down at Jiang Zhao, and said in a hoarse voice, "Okay, let's go back to sleep."
Jiang Zhao looked at him suspiciously for a while, not quite understanding why the man lowered his voice several degrees when he squatted down and stood up.
But he still obediently listened to what Xiao Siye said, and was led upstairs by that man.
Jiang Zhao's state tonight is destined to be unable to take a bath. Xiao Si didn't have the idea of taking advantage of others, so he coaxed Jiang Zhao to go to the sink, squeezed toothpaste for Jiang Zhao, squeezed the same toothpaste for himself, and washed with him.
Jiang Zhao himself didn't really want to do it, maybe because the room was not as cold as outside, he yawned three or four times just going upstairs.
But seeing Xiao Si's firm attitude, Jiang Zhaoshang's remaining subconsciousness also told him that he had to wash before going to sleep, so he had to lower his head and brush his teeth and wash his face.
After just washing his face, he was refreshed again.
"I want to take a bath." Jiang Zhao looked at Xiao Siye with burning eyes, as if he remembered his life creed, "I can only sleep after taking a bath."
Xiao Si also: "..."
He felt that Jiang Zhao was trying to kill him.
First of all, it is impossible for him to let Jiang Zhao, who is so drunk, take a bath by himself.
Secondly, it is even more impossible for him to help Jiang Zhaoxi. With this level of intimate contact, he cannot become Liu Xiahui.
He had no choice but to whisper: "I'll help you wipe your hands and feet with a wet towel, okay? I'll take a bath when I wake up tomorrow."
Jiang Zhao was unmoved: "No."
Xiao Si also continued to persuade him dryly for five minutes, but no matter what he said, Jiang Zhao shook his head stubbornly, indicating that he was going to wash.
Xiao Si also: "..."
He sighed softly and said, "I'll pour you a glass of honey water first, you go sit on the bed and wait for me for a while."
Jiang Zhao thought for a few seconds, and seemed to think that this suggestion was feasible, so he nodded and walked out of the bathroom.
Xiao Si also locked the bathroom door with his backhand. He wasn't sure if Jiang Zhao, who was drunk, knew how to open the locked bathroom door, but it was always right to be on guard.
He hurried downstairs, mixed a cup of honey water in the kitchen, and hurried upstairs again. When he reached the door of the room, he hesitated for a second, listening to the movement in the room.
very quiet.
It is estimated that Jiang Zhao is still sitting on the bed in a daze.
Feeling relieved, he opened the door and walked in: "Have a drink..."
Xiao Si also paused at the door.
He saw Jiang Zhao grabbing the hem of the T-shirt, lifting his hands up and taking it off, revealing his dazzlingly white upper body. The muscle lines are so thin that they reflect a layer of light under the light, which is ridiculously beautiful.
And that narrow waist, when facing away from him, reveals two sunken waists, as if waiting for the place where the thumbs will be accommodated when a pair of hands pinches the waist.
Jiang Zhao heard the movement at the door, but his reaction gradually became sluggish due to his drunkenness. After a few seconds, he turned his head and looked at Xiao Siye.
He explained slowly: "I want to take a shower."
Xiao Si's breathing sound that had just stopped also slowly recovered.
He lowered his eyes and stopped looking at Jiang Zhao, those amber eyes that were always bright had been dyed to the deepest part by the darkness.
But in the end, he just endured his dry throat, stepped forward, and handed the cup in his hand to Jiang Zhao: "Drink, honey water."
Jiang Zhao looked at him for a while, then took the honey water and took a sip.
With just one mouthful, he put the quilt on the bedside table, as if he had completed the task, he grabbed the waist of his shorts with his hands: "I want to take a shower..."
"Jiang Zhao."
The man's voice was low and hoarse, and he bent down suddenly, and pulled Jiang Zhao who was sitting on the bed under his body, and pressed it against the small corner formed by the bed screen and the bedside table.
His eyes are dark, his breath is hot, like a beast about to come out of the cage: "Don't tease me carelessly."
"Now... go to sleep and take a shower tomorrow morning. Be good."
Looking at the ignorant prey in front of him, he resisted the urge to speak.
reluctant.
Also afraid to scare him away.
That was the person he had been thinking about for many years. He admitted that he was shy of being close to his hometown, and sometimes he even felt that just being by his side like this would make him content.
How many ambitions and crazy thoughts you have had, the moment you see Jiang Zhao, you are like a vicious dog with a metal muzzle, willing to show only a pair of harmless eyes, just want to be greedy for some warmth by his side .
He had felt that warmth before, so he couldn't bear to lose it.
Because he was too close, Xiao Si could also see Jiang Zhao's eyes slightly widened. When those affectionate eyes were opened like this, the original charm weakened a bit, and it seemed a little innocent.
He suddenly asked: "Touch, is that so?"
Then, Jiang Zhao raised his head.
Having just drank honey water, her ruddy lips just stuck to Xiao Siye's lips.
Xiao Si also went blank for a second.
He felt a buzzing in his ears, but if it was just that, it wasn't enough to make him throw away his armor.
It was Jiang Zhao who stretched out his wet and sweet tongue and licked his lips gently to make his rationality collapse.
The room was silent for a moment.
Then, a gust of wind and showers roared in.
Xiao Si also suddenly pressed Jiang Zhao against the bed screen, pinched his chin, and blocked his lips severely.
It was a hysterical kiss that almost plundered the person in his arms, as if the collapse of the world could not be stopped. Oxygen was depleted fiercely, Jiang Zhao's ears and neck showed a layer of blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes were full of love, and he was completely unable to withstand the unleashed beast.
He was wrapped in his arms, his wrists were imprisoned in Xiao Siye's palm, and his mind, which was chaotic due to drunkenness and lack of oxygen, was unable to react, so he could only passively interlock his fingers with that person.
Entanglement, chaos, heat and desire surging in the darkness.
For a moment, a thought flashed through Jiang Zhao's bewildered mind - Xiao Si seemed to want to eat him too.
When he was let go, he lowered his head and panted heavily. After recovering for a while, he asked the thoughts in his heart: "Are you going to eat me?"
Xiao Si also stared down at him.
Then, the man buried his face into the crescent of his neck, and the hot breath hit the side of his face, like a sigh.
He said: "Yes, I want to eat you, but I am afraid that you will hurt."
I'm afraid that you... As soon as you wake up, you will leave.
Jiang Zhao blinked.
"So, can I take a shower?"
"Uh..." Xiao Si also got up suddenly, lifted the quilt, and stuffed Jiang Zhaotuan into the quilt without hesitation.
"sleep."
His voice was rarely ferocious. If Jiang Zhao was sober, he might have a direct quarrel with him, and it might even develop into a physical conflict.
But Jiang Zhao, who was drunk, was very knowledgeable about current affairs. He revealed a pair of bright eyes under the quilt, grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, and looked quietly at the bathroom door that had just been closed.
The sound of water pattering.
Jiang Zhao wrinkled the tip of his nose, feeling that this person was really double-standard—he was not allowed to take a bath, but he started to wash comfortably
He didn't let his tongue retract just now, and he didn't let him inhale.
In short, heh, it's really not a good thing.
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The morning light is faint.
Jiang Zhao opened his eyes from sleep.
A hangover makes people's reactions very slow in the moment of sobriety, but when they are fully awake, all the sluggish reactions of being drunk will be doubled back.
Jiang Zhao frowned subconsciously, picked up the mobile phone next to him as a mirror, and looked at his lips.
Why is the corner of the lip broken
Jiang Yingdi rubbed his aching head and sat up from the bed.
He was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was sleeping on the big bed alone, and arrogantly occupied the entire bed.
There are neatly folded bedding on the floor not far away.
It seemed that Xiao Si also slept there last night.
No, what happened last night
The bathroom door was suddenly pushed open, and Xiao Si also had a pair of slightly bluish dark circles under his eyes, which didn't affect his appearance, and added a bit of mournful beauty to him, but it was enough to prove that he didn't sleep well last night.
Jiang Zhao asked smoothly, "Why didn't you sleep in bed last night?"
Xiao Si also paused.
He looked over with a gaze that Jiang Zhao couldn't describe, which contained emotions such as accident, happiness, loss, pain, confusion and so on.
The voice was hoarse: "You... don't remember what happened last night?"
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[There is no sexual description below the neck, thank you]