When he opened the door with his fingerprint and password, Ji Minglun saw a figure standing quietly behind the door.
Cheese tilted his head and stared at him with his big round black eyes. The light was on in the kitchen and the sound of water continued to be heard.
Ji Minglun changed into slippers, grabbed a handful of cheese heads when closing the door, and quietly walked to the kitchen door.
Jiang Lin was standing by the sink in his pajamas, washing dishes. On the other side, the microwave was running, and through the glass door one could see that it was heating milk.
Walking over and opening his arms, Ji Minglun hugged Jiang Lin into his arms.
Jiang Lin was startled, but he reacted immediately, relaxed his body and looked back at him: "Why is there no sound at all?"
Ji Minglun buried his face in Jiang Lin's hair and sniffed deeply a few times before saying, "It smells so good. I never thought my shampoo smelled so good before. Did you start using my shampoo when you were in Los Angeles?"
Jiang Lin was tickled by him, but was too embarrassed to answer, so he nudged him with his elbow: "Stop it, I'll finish washing the dishes."
Ji Minglun leaned over to take a look and saw that Jiang Lin was washing the new dishes with cheese that he had bought tonight.
"Did you and Deng Feng go out for a drink?" Jiang Lin asked.
"I only drank two cups." Ji Minglun let go of Jiang Lin's waist and took the plate from him: "Your hand is not healed yet, don't touch these detergents."
"I'm wearing gloves." Jiang Lin waved his hand at him, took the plate back and continued to wash, "You take a shower first, I'm almost done."
Turning sideways, he kissed him on the face, and Ji Minglun smiled smugly: "Then I'm going to take a shower, wait for me."
Jiang Lin nodded, the ends of his bangs swaying slightly at the corners of his eyes. He turned his head after Ji Minglun walked into the bathroom and glanced at Cheese who was squatting at his feet licking his paws.
Although Ji Minglun didn't smell of alcohol, Jiang Lin still opened the refrigerator door, poured a glass of milk, took out the hot cup and put it in.
Ji Minglun took a quick bath and came out in less than ten minutes. Jiang Lin put the hot milk for him on the bedside table. When he heard footsteps and looked back, he froze and remained bent over without moving.
Ji Minglun only had a bath towel wrapped around his waist. Water droplets from his hair kept dripping onto his neck and shoulders. The water stains on his chest that had not been wiped dry shone under the light, outlining the solid muscle curves on his chest.
Jiang Lin's Adam's apple rolled under his skin and he felt inexplicably thirsty. He stood up and wanted to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water. As he walked past Ji Minglun, his wrist was grabbed.
Without giving him time to react, Ji Minglun pressed the back of his head and gave him a hot kiss.
Jiang Lin put his hands on Ji Minglun's shoulders, and the hand on his back pressed his body towards the person in front of him. The lingering moisture on Ji Minglun's body rubbed against his pajamas, but the moisture seemed insignificant, far less noticeable than the tongue of the person who broke into his mouth. His eyes gradually misted up, his long eyelashes trembled, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.
The hand that was pressing on his back slid down to his waist, and the fingertips lifted the hem of his pajamas. Jiang Lin couldn't help but let out a gasp. His fingertips left four white-red marks on Ji Minglun's shoulders, but it could not relieve the torture that this man had caused.
Ji Minglun didn't stop until his lips were bitten red and swollen. The air squeezed into his chest again. Jiang Lin breathed rapidly, but before he could catch his breath, he felt the unbearable feeling again.
Grabbing the hair behind Ji Minglun's head, Jiang Lin wanted to pull away the head that was buried in his neck, but he was reluctant to hurt the other person. His hesitation at this moment was like a catalyst injected into Ji Minglun's blood. The man bent down and picked him up, walked to the bed, knelt on one knee, and put him on the pillow.
The skin of his neck was over-touched under the light, and it was red and wet. His Adam's apple was small and fragile, as if it would be crushed if he exerted too much force. Jiang Lin swallowed uncontrollably, like a fish that came to the shore from the water, but the person who fished him ashore did not leave him room to breathe. After covering his lips with his head, the person's palm slid down along his arm that was placed beside him, kneaded his waist for a moment, and then stopped hesitating.
[… …]
When the morning light appeared the next day, the sea was shrouded in a vague mist and the sound of music from a passing sprinkler truck could be heard from below. Ji Minglun moved his eyelids and felt the warmth and softness in his arms before he opened his eyes.
Curling up the corners of his lips, he opened his eyes a little and peeked over. Jiang Lin was facing him, his hands and feet entangled tightly with his, but from his angle he could only see the whorl of hair on Jiang Lin's head.
Thinking of the wild and unbridled love last night, Ji Minglun kissed Jiang Lin's hair and smelled the familiar scent of sandalwood and cedar between her hair. He hugged Jiang Lin's back and waist tightly, wanting to feel the feeling that this person belonged to him again, but he accidentally used too much force. Jiang Lin muttered, pushed him away and turned over.
Ji Minglun didn't hear clearly what Jiang Lin said vaguely. He held his shoulders and leaned over to look. He found that he didn't wake up, but just turned over and continued to sleep on his stomach.
Thinking of how tired Jiang Lin was last night, Ji Minglun was reluctant to disturb him. However, they were both too tired before going to bed last night and had not cleaned up yet. Ji Minglun yawned and got up, went to the bathroom to take a shower, and after coming out, he wrung out a hot towel to wipe Jiang Lin.
He moved very gently and checked carefully while cleaning. He made sure that Jiang Lin was not injured before he stood up, took out an imported anti-swelling ointment from the medicine box in the living room, applied it to Jiang Lin and covered him with the quilt.
After all this, although he was sleepy, he could no longer sleep. He simply opened his wardrobe and changed into sportswear. He went to the next room to pick up Cheese, who had woken up long ago, and went downstairs to run together.
It has been a long time since Cheese tried to go out for a walk early in the morning. Although he hasn't had breakfast yet, he is particularly lively and excited. Not only does he frequently run in front of him to lead the way, but he also turns around from time to time and wags his tail and barks at him.
This jogging path is just opposite Ji Minglun's residential area. In addition to the endless sea view, the most important reason for buying the house here was the landscape jogging path planned by the developer. It is only separated from the outer wall of the residential area by a wide road. You can run while looking at the vast sea on the right, especially the row of palm trees planted along the coast and the colorful sailboats used for decoration. When the sea breeze blows, the huge branches and leaves sway gently, which is very exotic.
When Jiang Lin first thought about studying abroad, Ji Minglun also considered whether to go with him. However, during that time, his mother Cheng Yu was diagnosed with a malignant tumor. Although Cheng Yu remarried and had a husband to take care of her, he was her only son. He couldn't leave Cheng Yu behind to accompany Jiang Lin at that time, so he only applied for a graduate program at his own school. Since Jiang Lin left, he has reduced the number of times he runs on this road to avoid being reminded of her.
"Cheese, come back." Waving to the puppy running away in front, Ji Minglun leaned against the low wall next to him, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and squinted his eyes to look at the rising sun on the sea in the east.
Cheese ran back to him on his short legs, sticking out his tongue and breathing heavily. Ji Minglun looked at the scenery for a moment, then lowered his head to look at it, squatted down and pulled its head, and said with a smile: "Let's go buy him breakfast, and buy you some sausages."
Not sure whether he understood or not, Cheese woofed and ran around Ji Minglun twice, his short legs hopping up and down and his buttocks shaking.
Ji Minglun was in a good mood. He put a leash on the dog and continued walking. When he passed by McDonald's, he went in and bought two German sausages. After coming out and finishing his cheese, he crossed the street and went to an old store with a relatively old facade, where he bought salty porridge, fried spring rolls and fried dough sticks.
The aroma of tea eggs wafted through the store. Ji Minglun asked the boss to take four more tea eggs, packed them up, and walked back. Today was a weekday, and there were already signs of congestion on the streets. He walked slowly on the sidewalk with Cheese in his hand. When he was a few hundred meters away from the gate of the community, his cell phone rang.
Holding Cheese, he took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and found that the call was from Cheng Yu.
Wondering why Cheng Yu was looking for him so early, he pressed the answer button and heard the unpleasant voice on the other end: "Are you awake?"
"Running downstairs," Ji Minglun said, "What's up so early?"
Cheng Yu pressed the elevator door button, went in and said, "How long are you going to keep the fact that your father wants you to go abroad a secret from me?"
Ever since Ji Zhuosheng told Ji Minglun about his idea of emigrating, Ji Minglun knew that he couldn't keep it a secret. But since he had decided not to go, he explained, "I rejected him. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you'd be angry. You know your body, so don't worry about these things."
"How can I not worry?" When it comes to Ji Minglun's future plans, Cheng Yu has always been at odds with Ji Zhuosheng, because they both hope that their only son can inherit their careers after graduation, so she won't believe it with just a few words of explanation.
Looking at the rising numbers on the floor panel, she said, "You go home now. I'll take the elevator up. I need to talk to you about this."
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