Yin Che was stunned for a moment, then hung up the phone quickly, pushed him away, and asked, "How much have you heard?"
Jiang Yao's eyes were a little blurry, his eyes were slightly red, and he burped: "Why did you go out for so long... I miss you so much..."
It turned out to be drunk.
Yin Che breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed his wrist, and pulled him back: "I still think you can drink well, two or three beers are not enough."
Jiang Yao suddenly lost his temper, shook off his hand, grabbed his arm, dragged him into an empty box, and closed the door.
"Who said I can't? Your boyfriend is very good."
"Don't make trouble." Yin Che snapped his fingers, but he couldn't. Jiang Yao's hands were very strong, he pulled hard, pushed him hard, and pushed him down on the sofa, and he also pressed down.
"I want you..." The heat sprayed down his neck.
Things got a little out of hand.
Jiang Yao pressed lower and lower, and finally his lips touched his skin.
Yin Che felt like he had been electrocuted all over his body, and his hair started to rise: "Don't do this, I can't."
Jiang Yao raised his eyes and glanced at him, his eyes faint: "What's wrong... How do you know if you don't try?"
When his waist and abdomen became cold, Jiang Yao pulled out his shirt and poked his hand inside.
Yin Che raised his legs and wanted to push him away with his knees, but Jiang Yao was very alert, and before he moved, he buckled his knees and pressed to the sides, his body stuck in.
"You'll like it, you'll get used to it if you touch it..."
Yin Che was stunned.
I suddenly felt nauseated and wanted to vomit.
He didn't like this at all, and he didn't like what Jiang Yao said just now.
"Take it back, or I'll beat you up."
Jiang Yao smiled, very charming, and unscrupulously grabbed his waist: "Are you willing? You like me so much."
"Why don't you want to?" Yin Che punched him hard on the shoulder, Jiang Yao was in pain, and got up from him with bared teeth.
The heartbeat is too fast, the oxygen supply is insufficient, and the brain is dizzy.
He still hates alpha's coercion, even if the object is Jiang Yao. Or conversely, because it is Jiang Yao, he especially hates all compulsive behavior.
He clearly said that he would wait for him to get used to it.
"Don't think I'm unwilling." Yin Che clenched his fists, "If you mess around again, I—"
A fist slammed into his ear.
The fierce fist wind rubbed his cheeks like a knife, stabbing faintly. Yin Che thumped in his head and stopped thinking.
"Why are you always so stubborn, how long do you want me to wait?" Jiang Yao frowned, "I'm an adult, can't touch it yet?"
"… "
"Forget it, it's your birthday today, don't mention these spoilers." Jiang Yao stood up, pushed open the door and walked out.
Yin Che lay on the sofa and was in a daze for a quarter of an hour.
Disappointing... What do you mean? alone
He sat up slowly and buried his face in his hands.
Jiang Yao felt that he was disappointed.
When the box arrived four hours later, the class 1 students were still unsure, Zhang Ke suggested, "Let's find a place to spend the night? We can play games together at night."
Yang Yile shook his head: "My mother ordered me to go back before nine o'clock."
Lin Yuan: "I will send you."
Guo Zhixiong also said: "I will send my sister back, but my mother-in-law will scold me if it's too late."
"Those of you who have families are trouble." Zhang Ke gave up lobbying them, "Brother Che, Brother Yao, what do you two say? Do you want to be together?"
Jiang Yao: "No, I have something to do with Cheche, so I'll go back first."
Yin Che lowered his head and listened quietly.
Jiang Yao had just returned to the box, and was as considerate as ever, prepared a birthday cake for him, and even gave him a bouquet of red roses. It's vulgar, but he likes it very much, and plans to take it back and make a specimen to replace the paper rose that has been preserved for a long time.
Jiang Yao smiled and said "Happy Birthday" to him, as if he was not the same person who said he was a disappointment just now.
Whether it was telling the truth after drinking or talking nonsense after drinking, he couldn't tell.
I just feel that even if Jiang Yao speaks nonsense, he should not say such things unless he really makes Jiang Yao angry.
"Ah... Brother Che is going to go back." Zhang Ke sighed in disappointment. The protagonist left, and there was no point in staying, "Well, let's disband on the spot! Everyone goes back to their respective homes!"
Jiang Yao later drank two more beers and looked a little drunk, the locomotive must not be able to drive. I found a place to lock the car and stopped a taxi on the side of the road.
After entering the back seat, I found that Yin Che was still standing on the side of the road: "Come in, why are you standing still?"
"Oh." Yin Che sat in the back seat as if he had permission, "are you still going to your house?"
"Didn't you agree?"
"I thought you didn't want to take me there."
"how come?"
"Hmm." Not good.
The driver stepped on the accelerator, merged into the night traffic, and drove towards Dongcheng. It was dark inside the car, and there were thousands of lights outside the car.
Yin Che clasped his hands together, the shadow of a street lamp flashed across his face, looked down at his fingers, and asked, "Does your shoulder hurt?"
"Fortunately, I'm used to it." Jiang Yao propped his forehead and looked out the window.
"Don't you like me like this?"
"Who have you seen who likes to be beaten?" Jiang Yao burped again and muttered, "Look at the object of other people's families today, which one is not obedient to her boyfriend."
A beautifully packaged rose in your hand may not have the thorns cut cleanly, and when you hold it, your palm will sting.
Yin Che clenched unconsciously: "I'm not that kind of character, and it's not the first day you met me."
"Yeah, I know, so I don't force you to be obedient. But can you be sensible when you go to my house later? Don't embarrass me in front of my dad."
Yin Che pursed his lower lip: "If you want to bring someone more sensible back, then I won't go."
He admitted that it was a bit of a prank, but he didn't expect Jiang Yao to be so angry, and his face changed instantly: "When did I say that? Don't always doubt my feelings for you? Last spring outing also asked me to find someone else. , I said that again today, is it over?"
Yin Che was stunned.
"… sorry."
"...It's alright." Jiang Yao looked out the window, "I'm a little more serious, sorry."
The car only drove a quarter of the way, and every kilometer was so long.
Jiang Yao probably really drank too much. After complaining, he leaned on the back of the chair sleepily, and after a while he heard heavy breathing. His head drooped, and finally leaned on the shoulder of the person next to him.
Yin Che's heart sank following his shoulders, and he turned his head to look over.
Jiang Yaohe focused, from this point of view, with thick eyebrows and a high nose bridge, you can vaguely see some mixed-race genes. But the smile is very hearty and clean, like the first love on campus in the dreams of all girls.
Also his first love.
Maybe it's time to be gentle with your first love.
I used to dare to punch and kick because I thought that Jiang Yao would tolerate him unconditionally, but now, Jiang Yao seems to be a little unhappy and used to him.
Probably it will be like this after dating for a long time. The one who likes more will always have to compromise.
Yin Che quietly raised his hand and reached under Jiang Yao's nose. He breathed evenly and seemed to fall asleep. He tentatively called out, "Jiang Yao?"
No response.
He gently put his hand on Jiang Yao's face, hesitated for a few seconds, and slowly lowered his head.
The distance between them had never been so close, and the tips of their noses were touching, and it was a little itchy.
Still uncomfortable, still wanting to escape.
But he held back, held his breath, closed his eyes tightly, and kept lowering until his lips touched warmth.
He didn't aim and only kissed Jiang Yao's mouth, but his heart was about to explode.
The driver's rear-view mirror was not facing their faces, and he still looked straight ahead, focusing on driving. There was a classic old song on the radio with a gentle tune.
Yin Che's heartbeat gradually calmed down.
Kissing turned out to be what it felt like, and it wasn't a big deal, he could do it too.
"..." Jiang Yao muttered, vaguely.
Yin Che leaned over to listen, and couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Yao's open and closed lips.
Maybe even more daring.
Let Jiang Yao know that he can kiss and touch, it just takes time.
In five months, he can give all of himself.
Yin Che took a deep breath three or four times and bowed his head again. He didn't close his eyes this time, and approached firmly in one direction.
At this moment, the phone in the pocket vibrated.
He couldn't ignore the strong tremor, so he had to answer the phone first. I thought it was his parents calling, but it was Han Meng.
"Brother Che, is Jiang Yao next to you?"
"Yes, what's wrong?"
Han Meng smiled maliciously: "I knew you two slipped away to do bad things."
"It's okay, I'm hanging up."
"Don't, don't, there's something!" Han Meng said quickly, "I kindly remind you, you'd better discipline your boyfriend, he's been too arrogant recently."
Yin Che didn't understand: "Where is he arrogant?"
"For example, in the last basketball game, he put pheromones indiscriminately and knocked the girl unconscious, remember?"
"Remember, but he won't anymore."
"… what?"
"He promised me not to."
Han Meng was surprised: "Brother Che, didn't you smell it?"
"what?"
"Isn't Jiang Yao sitting next to you? He put pheromones in disorder again tonight, didn't you smell it?"
The author says:
Fiction is a novel, sisters protect themselves in reality and don’t be cheap, scumbag (Xiao Jiang: Do you scold again