That night, Zhang Jue cooked a meal for Chen Boqiao.
Said to be cooking, in fact, is to cook rice and cooking buns, and then mix them together, but Chen Boqiao also said that it was delicious.
In the past, when Ai Jiaxi praised Zhang Jue so blindly, Zhang Jue felt that it was okay. After all, Ai Jiaxi was the kind of person who couldn't even cook a cooking bag. This time, it was Chen Boqiao's praise, and Zhang Jue just felt embarrassed to listen to it.
After dinner, Zhang Jue called up all the information about the boat to be on the day after tomorrow, and introduced to Chen Boqiao the precautions after getting on the boat.
The cruise they took was very large, carrying nearly 3,000 passengers and more than 1,000 staff members. After sailing into the high seas, the casino opened, and the area near the casino was crowded with cameras, so they had to stay as far away as possible. Zhang Jue opened a simple ship map with a handheld computer, and introduced the location of public facilities on each floor, the distribution of guest rooms and restaurants, and so on. Chen Boqiao's memory is as good as ever. After reading the picture, he can remember a general idea, and even corrected Zhang Jue's slips once or twice.
After a brief look at the drawings of the entire ship, Chen Boqiao went to take a bath first.
Zhang Jue sat on the sofa for a while and decided to rearrange the things that he was going to bring on board the day after tomorrow.
He disassembled the firearm, put it in a flat shielded box, put it into the mezzanine of a special suitcase, went back to the bedroom, carried the bag brought from the border town to Bangkok to the living room, and put the necessary clothes in the box inside.
Under the bag is a doll cat that looks like Angie, brought here from another house in Bangkok.
At that time, Chen Boqiao himself put it into the bag.
The doll's fluff is very soft. Although it is a chemical fiber product, it has excellent workmanship and a smooth and delicate hand.
Zhang Jue sat on the carpet, holding the doll cat with one hand, looking at its crystal clear eyes.
He had no resentment, but felt that Chen Boqiao's heart was really hard to guess. He said it was "thank you", and his expression was very sincere. In fact, he didn't like this one, and he didn't like that either. Zhang Jue tightened his hands, grabbed the soft belly of the doll cat, frowned slightly and watched for a while, silently put the doll back in the dust bag, put it in the bag, took the bag to the bedroom, and put it in the cabinet.
Logically speaking, this is wrong. There is no reason to take back what was given, but Zhang Jue thought so, Chen Boqiao might forget it, or accidentally throw it in some corner, but Zhang Jue can take it for him Well kept and kept for him, the doll will be brand new whenever you take it out.
Like a very safe doll safe.
Just after closing the door of the cabinet, Chen Boqiao came out after taking a shower.
Zhang Jue heard the sound and went out, and saw Chen Boqiao standing beside the box that he had arranged most of the time, looking down.
Chen Boqiao leaned over, pressed the position of the mezzanine, and smiled at Zhang Jue: "The box is good."
Zhang Jue approached and told him: "At the pier, you have to go through security, so you can't carry bags."
Seeing Chen Boqiao nod, Zhang Jue added, "But the shield box can only hold three guns, dozens of bullets, and two knives."
Chen Boqiao sat down on the sofa easily, took a sip of water, and said to Zhang Jue, "Enough is enough."
Because Zhang Jue brought Chen Boqiao's dressing supplies for Chen Boqiao no longer enough, after boarding the ship, they must avoid going out as much as possible, but if they keep swiping the card to order food, it is easy to cause suspicion, so Zhang Jue plans to put the rest in the kitchen. Bring all the cooking bags and go to the public area to heat up.
In order to take care of Chen Boqiao's taste, Zhang Jue also called Chen Boqiao into the kitchen to pick them together.
The space in the kitchen was very small, and it was a bit crowded for two ordinary people to stand. Chen Boqiao was tall and stood very close to Zhang Jue. The pheromone affected Zhang Jue, which made Zhang Jue feel a little nervous, unable to move for a long time.
Chen Boqiao dutifully stood aside, watching Zhang Jue still, he quietly opened a drawer, as if planning to search for his favorite cooking bag, but he was out of luck, and it happened that Zhang Jue was stuffed. The one with the condom.
Zhang Jue saw it and was stunned. He stared at the drawer motionless, always feeling that something was wrong. After a few seconds, he remembered that the box was in the wrong place.
It was originally placed on the tissue box at will, but now it is stuck in the gap on the edge of the tissue box drawer.
"This..." Zhang Jue said, thinking hard about the words, and asked Chen Boqiao, "Have you ever touched this?"
"No," Chen Boqiao took out the box, put it on the table, looked at Zhang Jue, and said, "Pei Shu came in to look for water, and I saw it."
Zhang Jue originally thought it was nothing, but when he heard Pei Shu's move, he was immediately dissatisfied and frowned, "Why are you messing around?"
Chen Boqiao smiled for some reason. He lightly pressed the front of the condom box with his fingers, looked at Zhang Jue for a while, and said, "It's my fault, let him come in to get water by himself," and pushed the box to Zhang Jue's side again: " I explained it to you, it was stuffed to you by the supermarket volunteers."
"Well." Zhang Jue lowered his head, paused, and couldn't help asking a very realistic question: "Did he believe it?"
Chen Boqiao's silence represented his answer.
Zhang Jue was a little irritable. He lowered his head and said to Chen Boqiao, "I didn't lie to you."
"They really put it to me." Zhang Jue said again.
He actually wanted to say that he had taken the medicine, and there was no need to get other people's condoms that might not be the same size to give Chen Boqiao a sexual suggestion. He liked Chen Boqiao, but he wasn't so thirsty.
But Zhang Jue was timid, and after all, he didn't say anything.
Chen Boqiao was also silent for a few seconds, before he said "um" and said, "I know." He raised his hand, pressed Zhang Jue's waist, and asked Zhang Jue to lean over. "But..." Chen Boqiao paused, put it in Zhang Jue's ear, and said a few words very lightly.
Lights are on in the bedroom.
Zhang Jue tore the teeth of the plastic bag and took out the lubricated condom. His hands were a little soft, and his fingertips inevitably touched the hot and hard part of Chen Boqiao's erection.
He attached the small ring to the top and pushed it forward, but because of the inappropriate size, he didn't dare to use force, so he delayed pushing it up.
Chen Boqiao waited patiently for a while, caressed Zhang Jue's cheek, and asked softly, "Can't you wear a condom?"
Zhang Jue raised his head and looked at Chen Boqiao. Chen Boqiao's hand pressed on his wrist and said, "Push."
Zhang Jue tried a few more times, but he really didn't want to do it, so he took off the cover, raised his head and said to Chen Boqiao, "... don't wear it."
He put his hand on Chen Boqiao's side and slowly climbed forward. Chen Boqiao's thing pressed against his lower abdomen. As he crawls, the top of it brushed against his lower abdomen and collided with his hard object. Zhang Jue's legs were weak, so he sat up on his knees and leaned over to kiss Chen Boqiao.
"Do you want to do it directly?" He asked Chen Boqiao.
Chen Boqiao didn't speak, he squeezed in, and while moving lightly, he asked Zhang Jue, "If you don't wear a condom, what should you do if you have it?"
He put his arms around Zhang Jue's shoulders, hugged Zhang Jue and turned sideways, pressing Zhang Jue under him, not going in and out very quickly, placing his hands on Zhang Jue's lower abdomen, the position of the genital cavity, and moving towards Pressing the button, he casually asked again, "Zhang Jue, what should I do?"
Zhang Jue felt numb all over his body when he pressed him. He gave a very soft and dull cry. Chen Boqiao paused and wanted to press again, but Zhang Jue stopped him in time.
"Don't press." Zhang Jue said sadly.
Chen Boqiao clasped Zhang Jue's crotch in silence, and the range of entry and exit was much larger. The impact made Zhang Jue's legs hurt, and the thrust became deeper and deeper. Every time he hit the bottom, Zhang Jue's entire abdominal cavity seemed to be softened by him. Now, the lights on the ceiling flickered into phantoms.
Chen Boqiao pressed Zhang Jue's knee down, almost touching his shoulder bone, then stopped suddenly, looked down at the place where they met, watched for a few seconds, and said to Zhang Jue, "You got the sheets wet. ."
He took Zhang Jue's arm, hugged Zhang Jue, put him in his arms, his face was close to Zhang Jue's neck, and his warm breath hit Zhang Jue's skin. He pressed Zhang Jue's back and gently pressed his lips to the gland's position, as if he had no intention of opening his mouth to bite. But Zhang Jue's glands were very sensitive. As soon as Chen Boqiao approached, his whole body became tense, and Chen Boqiao seemed to notice it and quickly moved away.
In the end, of course, Chen Boqiao still withdrew. He ejaculated on Zhang Jue's lower abdomen. The semen of the two mixed together, giving off a strange smell.
This smell seemed to have a strong aphrodisiac effect, making Zhang Jue want to re-enter his body with Chen Boqiao all the time. Zhang Jue even felt that he had an affair again. He wanted Chen Boqiao's body fluids and marks, wanted more violent sex, and wanted to be irrational and lustless, and became a pheromone prisoner.
In the confusion, he hooked Chen Boqiao's neck and went to find Chen Boqiao's lips. This time, Chen Boqiao gave it to him easily, leaning over to entangle his lips and teeth.