Mist

Chapter 108

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When I was a teenager during the monsoon, I never thought that I would have an intimate relationship with someone one day.

Even if he knew his sexual orientation, he didn't have any special ideas, but after going to a gay bar and researching what should be done between the same sex, he never thought that this would really happen. He couldn't imagine what the other half looked like, nor how he would accept another human being and his tight union, exchanging everything for each other.

So, he has always been self-addressed to all needs.

Hot, sweaty.

The chirping of cicadas on a summer night.

The room was very quiet with only one night light on.

The sheets were trimmed with dark blue right-angled edges, and the moonlight shone through the wooden shutters, leaving mottled shadows on the snow-white, sweaty back.

The mattress was so soft it could almost sink.

Trapped in the fluffy quilt during the monsoon, forced to wiggle face down, seeing the pillow that had just fallen on the carpet.

It felt terrifying when it piled up, his fingers unconsciously clutching the only remaining pillow on the bed while another bigger hand grabbed his, the back of the hand bulging with veins from the force .

"Don't bite the sheets."

Song Qinglan leaned against his back, and the light and shadow of the blinds moved onto Maise's body, and the sweat made the broad shoulders shimmer like honey.

During the rainy season: "… "

Song Qinglan put her fingers in his mouth to rescue the poor, wet sheet, then lightly stroked his teeth and rubbed his lips.

"Don't want to hear your own voice?"

Ji Yushi closed his eyes and didn't want to answer, so he bit his lip unconsciously.

Unlike ordinary people, he can not only remember all the useful information, but also the things that embarrass him since childhood, which has no choice. Those memories always pop up inadvertently, embarrassing him, how could he allow himself to add material to the memories.

Biquge

"What should I do, I want to hear it." Song Qinglan laughed evilly, "Hanhan... Let me listen."

It is hot and uncomfortable during the monsoon.

He couldn't bear this kind of torture anymore. He wanted to crawl away, but Song Qinglan was too heavy. At this time, her hands and feet were weak and she couldn't go anywhere.

"OK?"

"I'll give you mine too."

"Um… "

The terrifying male voice pierced through his eardrums into the depths of his head.

Suddenly, Ji Yu raised his neck uncontrollably. After a brief absence, his body trembled, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. When he looked back, his eyes were filled with tears.

Song Qinglan was stunned. He actually made Ji Yushi cry.

Immediately afterwards, a pillow was smashed on her face, and Song Qinglan's eyes went dark and nearly suffocated.

In the monsoon season, the throat was suppressed for too long and it was dumb: "You are enough!"

That is definitely not enough.

Song Qinglan was neither ashamed nor annoyed, she was thicker on the bed than under the bed.

He turned the man over and leaned down for a kiss, before continuing the crusade he had just begun.

They hid under the covers.

Don't let the moonlight peek.

During the rainy season, he hooked his neck again and sank into the deep sea.

No dreams during the monsoon this night.

He fell into a deep sleep, as if he had just come back from the third command center in the sky, and he didn't want to wake up because of his exhaustion. The difference compared to that time was that he lay in Song Qinglan's arms with even more carelessness, and fell asleep directly until it was dark the next day.

This is the first time I realize what it means to oversleep during the monsoon.

He sat up from the bed, his mind was a little dizzy, and he barely remembered their end. He was taken by Song Qinglan to take a bath, and after cleaning himself up hastily, he fell on the sofa and fell asleep.

Now that he was on the bed, the sheets under him were dry and fresh. It must have been Song Qinglan who had given him a bath and asked the housekeeping robot to change the sheets before bringing him back.

When the season rains, I suddenly realize that this feeling is called being pampered.

After doing that, my body is a little different.

Especially somewhere, the movement to get him out of bed is very unnatural.

But as soon as he landed, he realized that it was nothing, his legs and waist were like being stabbed by a needle, and he felt sore from the thorns, and he could barely walk.

During the monsoon rain, he stood in place and slowly walked out of the bedroom after his body got used to it a little.

Song Qinglan was not in the living room.

During the rainy season, he turned to the kitchen, found a cup on the central island, poured himself a glass of water, and poured half of it down in one go.

The housekeeping robot followed him, trying to help from the moment he started pouring water.

After drinking the water during the monsoon rain, it wanted to take the cup to wash it for him, but saw that the faucet was skillfully turned on during the monsoon rain, and washed the cup in three or two times and put it back in place.

Go away when it rains.

The housekeeping robot tilted its head towards his back.

Although the soreness on my body is still there after doing these things, it is much better.

When I was young, I learned jiu-jitsu and often hurt myself. Therefore, during the rainy season, I have a strong ability to repair myself after strenuous exercise. They were both men, so there was no need for him to stay on the bed and wait for Song Qinglan to take care of him. Besides—

Voices came from the living room.

It was Song Qinglan who was on the phone.

"Then next time." His tone was gentle, "I still can't get away from here."

Standing at the door during the monsoon season, leaning against the door frame to see his back.

Song Qinglan hadn't put on her shirt yet, and sat on the single-seater sofa with her upper body naked and her back to the door.

There were a lot of finger marks on the well-proportioned muscles on the back, some of which were faintly blue - if the nails were left in the monsoon, it would be more than that. I'm afraid Song Qinglan's back would be scratched with blood marks. In addition, Song Qinglan also had hickeys on her body, mostly on her shoulders, which was barely accessible during the monsoon season. However, a circle of teeth marks in those hickeys was a bit obvious.

In terms of biting, Ji Yushi also found himself quite talented.

The more he bites, the more ruthless Song Qinglan becomes.

Therefore, he also had a lot of credit for the wonderful enjoyment last night.

It made his cheeks warm.

He wanted to walk away, but he heard Song Qinglan continue: "Well, I didn't want to hide it from you. We haven't been together for a long time."

Ji Yushi gave up the idea of leaving and listened to Team Song's phone call openly.

"It's someone from the sky." Song Qinglan seemed to be questioning her elders, "But it's not just a colleague, I've known each other since I was a child."

"He is from Ningcheng."

"... The kindergarten attached to Ningda University, we are in the same class."

"I don't know if you've seen it before, and you didn't come to pick me up a few times at that time."

"Yes, a few months younger than me, very smart, with several degrees."

"You don't need to buy those things." Song Qinglan laughed, "He doesn't need it."

"He's a man."

Ji Yushi's expression changed slightly. He knew that Song Qinglan would tell her family sooner or later, but he didn't expect it so soon. After all, no matter what they have experienced, for ordinary people, they have only known each other for a month.

It's unbelievable to change a person's sexuality in a month and be willing to give everything without reservation.

Even he himself had a tacit understanding with Ji Minyue not to tell Professor Ji, although after Song Qinglan's public coming out, the news would soon be passed on to Minister Lin, and then penetrated into Professor Ji's ears.

Sure enough, after Song Qinglan finished saying those words, she was silent for dozens of seconds.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know how to react.

When Ji Yushi couldn't see Song Qinglan's face, she didn't know what was said on the phone.

He was leaning against the door frame, but he was already standing upright unconsciously.

"Okay." Song Qinglan finally spoke up, her tone still relaxed, "If there is a chance, I will arrange for you to meet."

Song Qinglan hung up the phone, stood up, and walked straight towards the monsoon season, as if she was not surprised that the monsoon season appeared here.

When he got closer, he lowered his head and kissed Ji Yushi: "It's like a walking cat, without a sound?"

"Who's calling?" asked Jiyu Shi.

Song Qinglan: "My mother."

Song Qinglan rarely mentioned family. Ji Yu only knew that he was a single parent. When he was a child, he went to kindergarten in Ningcheng because his parents had broken up and fought for custody. He suddenly found that he didn't know much about Song Qinglan, because the other party's strong psychological quality and optimistic and cheerful attitude towards life made it difficult for people to equate him with negativity.

Even in the bubble world, Song Qinglan didn't have any desires, and even changed very little in his life. It seemed that he was never ambiguous for some choices, and lived a simple and unrestrained life.

"She works out of town. I happened to be on vacation after passing through Jiangcheng. I wanted to ask me to meet." Song Qinglan said, "She immediately guessed that I have a partner. Why is a woman's intuition so scary?"

During the rainy season: "… "

Song Qinglan: "Fortunately, I bend fast."

Ji Yushi was only concerned with another topic: "What did she say?"

Song Qinglan knew that he was asking about gender.

Knowing that Ji Yu would be nervous, he didn't give up: "My mother, a Kochi woman, has a good acceptance rate and wants to meet you. She originally liked a necklace and wanted to give it to you, but now I don't need to be a little angry."

There is also a way to get along with middle-aged women during the monsoon.

His adoptive mother, Auntie Su, was also a university teacher before retiring, and he made her laugh a lot.

"Let's buy her a gift." Ji Yushi said, "Is it okay?"

There are more fireworks in this rainy season.

Song Qinglan liked it very much.

He answered and put the person in his arms, feeling that he wanted to speak, when he heard Ji Yushi say, "I'm so hungry."

Song Qinglan: "..."

During the rainy season: "What do you have to eat at home?"

No matter how much hot pot I eat, I exercise all night and sleep for another day, Iron Man can't take it anymore.

Replenishing energy is urgently needed during the monsoon rains.

Song Qinglan had already prepared something to eat, but it wouldn't make him hungry.

It's just that he still has something to say: "It's also your home."

During the rainy season: "?"

Song Qinglan said: "Three rooms, one living room. The one on the left is your study, the one in the middle is for the cat, and the one on the right is our bedroom. The balcony is very big, you can plant your favorite plants and install cat climbing frames. We When eating at home, you can change to a large table, and the group of people in the team can have dinner together when they come.”

Pause during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan's words caused a strange feeling in his heart.

Are they planning for the future

"What?" Song Qinglan let go of him, bowed her head and asked, "Turn your face and don't recognize anyone?"

During the rainy season: "You wait-"

Song Qinglan pointed to the teeth marks on her shoulders, and said very naturally, "You want to repay your debt after sleeping? You agreed to stay in Jiangcheng and become a regular team member?"

When the monsoon rains, I don’t want to default on my debt: “When do I want to…”

"Okay." Song Qinglan said, "Anyway, you won't get anywhere under my nose."

He was pushed back to the restaurant.

Song Qinglan conjured up a big wave of plain food like magic, and even sat down to pick the fishbone for him.

During the monsoon rain, I ate a half of it, and then I remembered something.

He thought about it for a while, and said seriously: "You can't put a cat climbing frame on the balcony. It's too dangerous, so let's put it in the cat room."