Light penetrated through the carved gap on the door, making Ding Han Bai's grin even more confident. He squeezed Ji Shenyu across a ball of quilt, and did not leave if he did not agree, determined to ask for a sweet treat.
Ji Shenyu was still carrying a bag of snacks, so he didn't even have the confidence to become angry. "Don't make trouble with me." He could only say that, and it seemed like he didn't say, "I'll help you water the flowers, wash your clothes, and do whatever you want, you forgive me."
Ding Hanbai didn't respond yet, there was a sound of high heels outside, it was Jiang Caiwei who came to call them to eat. He felt that Ji Shenyu's body was tense, and forced: "You won't agree? Then I'll call my aunt to come over, and I'm not afraid that others will know."
Ji Shenyu shook his head in a panic, raised his hand to cover Ding Hanbai's mouth, and when his palm was gently rubbed by Ding Hanbai's thin lips, he was in a dilemma again. Jiang Caiwei shouted in confusion, "Are you here?"
Ji Shenyu bit the bullet: "Auntie, I'll go immediately after I pack my schoolbag."
Jiang Caiwei asked again, "Where's Han Bai? My brother-in-law said he left the store in the morning."
His mouth was loosened, and Ding Hanbai replied, "I'll help him pack up and go." He lowered his head again, and saw Ji Shenyu lowered his hands, and the quilt slowly fell down. He picked it up, put the two under the quilt, and said, "I stayed at the gate of No. 6 Middle School for a day."
He was the best at attacking his heart, and said, "I'm afraid that in case of an earthquake, you won't be able to escape."
Ji Shenyu's heart tensed. Are you moved? That is natural. Are you happy? I even wanted to hug Ding Hanbai under this dark quilt. But he couldn't respond. After that layer of liking was broken, he had no choice but to avoid it.
Ding Hanbai leaned close to the other party: "Do you want to grind me to death? You know that you will be stubborn and resist every day, so you can't obediently give in?" When he met Ji Shenyu's hand, he took off the bag, grabbed it and put it on himself. On the cheek, "Kiss me, I forced you, it doesn't mean you like me, can't you?"
Ji Shenyu was so stuffy that it was hard to breathe, and her heart was pounding.
Do you really want to kiss Ding Hanbai? May I
What is it after a kiss
He leaned forward as if obsessed, held Ding Hanbai's cheek, lightly and quickly, and kissed like a chicken pecking at rice. Snacks were scattered all over the floor, toffee, chocolate, shredded radish... All of a sudden, he was hugged tightly, his lips that didn't have time to leave were choked, and Ding Hanbai devoured him like a violent storm.
He was coaxed into a trick, as stupid as a rabbit hitting a tree. But the rabbit hurt so much, and the embrace he got was so warm.
Ding Han's white prodigal son acted, holding Ji Shenyu and rudely asking for it. He touched those soft lips early in the morning, his fingertips were numb at that time, and now his heart and brain are paralyzed with excitement. Mai Lisu is very sweet, and Ji Shenyu's lips are also sweet. He licked the entrance and pryed open his white teeth to offend his tongue.
... It took a long time to realize that Ji Shenyu did not struggle to resist.
"Pearl..." Ding Hanbai gasped, "Why don't you push me away?"
Dozens of emotions and helplessness in every possible way, Ji Shenyu actually arched his neck and beat him on the shoulder with all his might. Don't ask him to ask, just keep silent at this moment, steal an inch of relief in this dilemma, and don't ask anything.
Forced to this, he also acted as a hooligan, he hugged each other tightly and coaxed gently. The quilt finally slipped, and the cold wind slid into the corner of the door, but he was as hot as a red-hot iron, and he didn't let the other party's painful mood quench and cool down.
Ding Hanbai picked up a chocolate, peeled off the gold foil, and fed it against Ji Shenyu's lips. When I was at my family, I was brute force, but now I feed it carefully. He said, "Whether the sugar is delicious or the chocolate is delicious, I will only eat what I give you in the future, and I will take care of it."
Ji Shenyu went to the front yard for dinner with a chocolate ball in his mouth, his mouth was swollen, his eyes were stunned, and the bastard hooked his ankle under the table.
Ding Hanbai was too slow to smash walnuts while watching TV at night, so he grabbed a handful and squeezed them one by one with his hands. The strength of their hands should not be underestimated, and the calloused finger pads did not feel pain when they pulled the hard shell, and they quickly peeled off a plate.
Ding Yanshou asked, "Where's Shenyu? He is so tired from studying, so I asked him to eat walnuts to nourish his brain."
Ji Shenyu dared to wait, and he disappeared early in the morning in the face of the fact that his master and his mother could kill him. Ding Hanbai said, "The final exam is ahead of schedule, so I'm busy reviewing."
On the weekend, Jiang Tingen, who was also on vacation after the exam, came to play, and the five brothers gathered in the machine room. There are stones on the operating table, except for Ding Hanbai, everyone else has a piece, and they have a meeting to discuss how to carve and what to carve.
Jiang Tingen whispered, "I did well in the exam this time, and my dad rewarded me with pocket money."
Ji Shenyu shared his joy: "I got the first place in the test again, and Master is also very happy."
Jiang Tingen's happiness was halved immediately, and people were more popular than others. When he thought that Ji Shenyu didn't have so much pocket money, he was balanced again. "Why don't you go to my house to read a book another day?" His voice was as low as a spy connection. "I borrowed it when I invited my classmates to dinner. Let's read it together."
Ji Shenyu became interested as soon as he heard the book, and asked, "Can't you bring it? Wouldn't it be rude for me to suddenly go to your house?"
At this time, Ding Keyu approached from the side and exposed: "Silly junior brother, do you think he will show you "Revolutionary Poems"? He is a color book that he dare not bring out."
They chatted hotly, Ji Shenyu listened to the two quarreling in the middle, the volume was getting higher, Ding Hanbai frowned and swept over and scared them to sit down immediately. "There's so much nonsense, and I don't even fart when I'm doing business." Ding Hanbai said, "The third child, what are you carving?"
How can he look like a brother, just like the virtue of a master. After asking one by one, picking and sneering, it was the last fifth junior brother's turn, but he said softly, "Shen Yu, how about you?"
Ji Shenyu replied: "I can do it, you can make it for me." He was thinking about doing old things for Ding Hanbai, so he simply added his own and let the other party call the shots. But when the words came to Ding Hanbai's ears, the taste changed. He figured out three points of dependence and four points of trust, and fantasized about flowers flying all over the sky.
After the discussion, the meeting was dismissed, three jade sales were recorded, and the five people went to see the shop's work. Ji Shenyu hugged Jiang Tingen all the way, as if he had found a reason to avoid Ding Hanbai, but Jiang Tingen only felt the eldest brother's face was terrifying, but he didn't know that he had become a living target.
Ding Hanbai was sitting in the hall. His two pieces had already been completed, and the new cocoon on his fingertips was the record.
Ji Shenyu and Jiang Tingen worked hard in the machine room, drawing shapes out of embryos, Ji Shenyu was close to others, and generously taught "Ji-style unique skills". However, Jiang Tingen couldn't understand it for a long time, and he blamed him for not teaching well.
Ji Shenyu blurted out: "If it's my brother, I've already understood that you are stupid."
Jiang Tingen held his breath: "... nonsense, if I were as good as my brother, my dad would not only give pocket money, but the house would have to be transferred." If you split up in the future, you have to buy a house yourself, and I suggest you be your son-in-law."
Ji Shenyu deliberately said: "How about I be your Jiang family's son-in-law?"
Jiang Tingen's only son is Jiang Caiwei, but Jiang Caiwei is an elder, so this person can't be his uncle, right? ! With this exclusion, he is the only one left alone. After thinking about it again, Ji Shenyu and the second and third are strangers, and he is only close to him...
Ding Hanbai was greeting the guests when he saw Jiang Tingen rushing out screaming, he gave a cold-eyed warning. When the guest left, Jiang Tingen rushed to hug him, calling him disgusting.
"Big brother! Ji Zhenzhu is not a thing!" Jiang Tingen shivered goosebumps, "He... he actually likes men."
The voice was too low, Ding Hanbai thought he heard it wrong, and hurriedly confirmed: "What did he tell you? What else did he say?" Unexpectedly, Jiang Tingen had a bitter look, and he was about to cry without tears, "He, he told me Interesting, you still want to marry me."
Ding Hanbai raised his arm and said, "Put your mother's fart!"
Ding Hanbai is going to stare at the ghost in the back hall. If it was a joke, Ji Shenyu should have come out to explain, but quietly, how could Xiaonan Manzi be secretly having fun! He is sullen, what's the use of coaxing, people turn around and flirt with a fool!
Ji Shenyu was really wronged, he wanted to come out to explain, but Jiang Tingen almost knocked over a soft box when he ran out, and glanced curiously, it turned out to be the seal of Ding Han Baidiao. Canglong's godson, descending into the sea of clouds, the size of a palm contains three carving methods, the knife is extremely precise, and it is always at ease.
He just held it and admired it like that, forgetting everything, not knowing that Ding Han was so angry that he was smoking.
When it was dark and closed, Ding Hanbai tortured Jiang Tingen, let him go, and went to the machine room to catch another one. Opening the door and closing the door made Ji Shenyu look up at him, smiling, and smiling? !
Ji Shenyu finished his work and picked up the box: "I'll do it for you tonight."
Ding Hanbai looked at the person with his nostrils: "Who let you touch it?"
Ji Shenyu said: "I didn't want to see it, it's so beautiful." He put it together, as if carrying a treasure, tidy up the table and walked in front of the other party, "Why didn't you ask me to see when you were carving, for fear that I might steal it? Master?"
Ding Han Baixin said, I am afraid that you will steal people now!
That night, Ji Shenyu arranged to be a monk and was going to work, but Ding Han's anger had not subsided, so he rolled up his sleeves to repair the broken door. If you can't do it alone, you will have to move your mouth. He said, "What to make up for? Keep this hole to remind you that the disaster is imminent, and the husband and wife are still flying separately. Who will give their lives to save you."
Without getting a half-word response, Ding Hanbai turned his face and glared, seeing Ji Shenyu bowing his head and blending the potion, he was cautious. He continued to repair, biting a few long nails in his mouth, nailing the wooden board, and temporarily blocking the wind, even if it was all work.
Fix it, close it, lock it, and the action is done in one go.
Ding Hanbai paced to the table, sat next to the other side, sniffed the bottles and jars, and covered his mouth and nose with the smell. "You idiot, why don't you wear a mask?" He sighed, "What should I do if I suck in my lungs for a long time?"
Ji Shenyu took advantage of the situation and said, "Master Liang has lung cancer."
When Ding Hanbai heard it, he was like an old lady who pursued health preservation, and could not wait to warn her with akimbo. He went back to the house and rummaged through the cabinets, but instead of finding a mask, he pulled out a cashmere scarf and returned it to Ji Shenyu to wrap it around.
Ji Shenyu also murmured: "You go, don't guard me."
Don't say Ding Hanbai to be obedient, don't say go, but pull the stool closer. "I'll have to see how you do it," he said, staring at the table as if he were lying. "It's your extra work. I'll reward you with pocket money, depending on the energy you spend."
Ji Shenyu said: "Jiang Tingen knows that it's time to settle down again."
Ding Hanbai remembered the absurdity of the day, and was silently angry again. Ji Shenyu was so concentrated that he didn't notice it until the end. "It needs to be dried in the shade, and then there are four further steps." He turned his face and said, looking at Ding Hanbai's displeased expression, "What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied with the effect?"
Ding Hanbai swallowed the air in his chest: "I'm satisfied, I don't know how to praise you."
Ji Shenyu couldn't tell whether this was true or not, so he got up and sorted out his things, obviously giving an order to evict guests. Of course Ding Hanbai understood, so he got up and left, and turned back after a while, holding a basin of hot water and a towel on his forearm.
Still around the table, Ding Hanbai immersed Ji Shenyu's hands in the water, took out a small bottle of essential oil from his left pocket, and dropped a little. He wiped Ji Shenyu's hands and said, "I've been to all the department stores in the city. Only one family has this kind of cut velvet towel. I'll use this to wipe in the future."
After wiping, he took out a box of cream from his right pocket and smeared it on Ji Shenyu. Ding Hanbai looked at the intertwined hands, and tugged at each other's fingers, from the base of the finger to the tip of the finger, and said, "If you soak it like this every day, you won't grow calluses, so don't grind your fingers again."
Ji Shenyu was stunned, his meticulous thoughtfulness made it difficult for him to speak, his hand was suddenly held and hidden in Ding Hanbai's palm. "Pearl, do you like to play with the fourth child?" Ding Hanbai didn't hold back, and wanted to sound the alarm while the full moon was full of flowers.
"It's not like that." Ji Shenyu said.
Ding Hanbai cheered: "What kind of likes does that make to me?"
Ji Shen's words were misguided: "I don't like you very much."
Ding Hanbai lowered his eyes and stared at the person in front of him, telling himself that murder and rape are both sins, and everything is negotiable. So he asked cheerfully, "I heard it all, Jiang Tingen asked you to read a book?"
Ji Shenyu was embarrassed: "I didn't agree, and I don't really want to see it."
Ding Hanbai said, "Why are you working so hard, don't I have that kind of book?" When Ji Shenyu raised his eyes, he let go of his hands, "I'm tired today, sleep. I'll show you tomorrow morning, it's better than his books. too much."
He walked away, almost humming "Eighteen Touches".
The three-crossed courtyard was completely dark, only the small courtyard study room was lit with a bean light, Ding Han Bai Gai was leaning against the bay window, there was ink and strong tea on the windowsill, and he held a hero pen in his hand. He shook a pile of white paper and stayed up all night to draw.
In ancient times, there was a talented man who held the book and looked at the moon, but now there is him, Ding Hanbai, who lights up the lamp and walks in yellow.
It was dawn, and Ji Shenyu could vaguely hear the door opening and closing, and someone walked in and out. He didn't care, and only opened his eyes when the sky was bright, sat up and put on his sweater, and saw a hardcover book on the table...
Could it be that Ding Hanbai brought it? Is it a color book? !
The sweater was only wrapped around the thin neck and piled on his shoulders. He ran to take the booklet back to the quilt, lay down on his back, and gently opened it while covering the light. The title page reads "The Secret Drama of Spring Love", and the vigorous handwriting is familiar.
Ji Shenyu turned the page, and was stunned for a moment. There were two bodies on the paper, complete with clothing and accessories. He couldn't wait to continue watching, and it was the same two people, who gradually put their faces together, unbuttoned them, and stretched out their hands again... until they met naked and fell to the mattress together.
"Ah!" He whispered, both of them had short hair, and the one who was under the control had a flat chest. He thought it was just underdevelopment, but he didn't expect that when his legs were exposed, it was actually a man!
Ji Shenyu vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the hand that turned the book was out of control, page after page. His face was on fire, and the neck of the sweater was burning red at the same time, and men and men can... still this posture, that posture!
His cognition was subverted, and he was so ashamed that his nose bleeds. Gradually, at the end, the little man on the paper closed his eyes and bit his lip, as if he had hit the sky with great joy. It's over, it's over, he squeezed his legs and slumped on the bed. The last page was blank, but there was a square vermilion-Ding Han white seal!
Ji Shenyu was embarrassed and angry, and wanted to beat the bed and curse, but he moved a bit and found that his body was aroused by a reaction.
After being tortured for a long time, he softened into a pool of dripping sweat, but the portrait in his mind was very clear... Ding Hanbai, Ding Hanbai. He pretended to be doing something inside, thinking about Ding Hanbai's appearance, losing his helmet and armor, he was really embarrassed, really sinful... but also really unspeakably happy.
Ji Shenyu covered his face, but he knew it.
That ardent and repressed love could no longer be concealed.