spirits in throat

When they got home, Rong Zhao asked Zhou Ye to sort out the things he bought, picked up one of the fake elephant ear bottles and washed them, and poured out the candied garlic that was poured out from the previous bottle and put it in the sink. go in.

Zhou Ye stood watching, picked up a piece of sugared garlic with chopsticks, peeled it off and tasted it.

Rong Zhao turned to look at him: "Is it delicious?"

The sugar garlic should have been marinated not long ago, and it tastes like eating raw garlic, which is not delicious.Zhou Ye looked at the bottle in Rong Zhao's hand, and nodded with tears in his eyes: "It's delicious."

Can it be delicious if it is pickled in a bottle of 700 million yuan?

Rong Zhao heard Zhou Ye say it was delicious, so he took a bowl, poured out a few from the bottle, put them in the bowl, and handed it to Zhou Ye: "Sister Zhang's husband can't tell if there are a few less."

He was probably infected by Zhou Ye, he never stole from others before.

Zhou Ye went to the bathroom to take a shower, Rong Zhao went downstairs with two bottles, one empty and one full, and gave them to Sister Zhang's husband.

Sister Zhang's husband didn't see anything, thought it was the original one, and said in surprise: "If you want to eat, you can keep it for yourself, why did you send it back again?"

Rong Zhao: "Suddenly I don't want to eat anymore, you can keep it." After finishing speaking, he left.

Sister Zhang's husband didn't think much about it, he just thought that the tenant had a weird temper, which was not surprising, because the tenant had a weird temper in the first place.

When Rong Zhao returned to the room, Zhou Ye had already showered and was still wearing Rong Zhao's pajamas. While wiping his hair with a towel, he said, "I threw away those bottles of mint-flavored shower gel and shampoo of yours. , you can use the rose flavor you bought today."

After taking a shower, Rong Zhao came out with a smell of fresh roses, took a mat from the wall and spread it on the floor, took his pillow from the bed and put it on the mat, and took out a blanket from the cabinet.

Turn off the light and say: "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the mat."

No matter what happened before, today he let him... ejaculate, which is equivalent to occupying his body, and he is his man. As a man, Rong Zhao can't let his men hit the floor.

Zhou Ye didn't know what was going on in Rong Zhao's mind at all, and pulled him up from the mat: "It's cold on the ground, get up."

Rong Zhao sat on the mat and looked at Zhou Ye: "It's because the ground is cold that I let you sleep on the bed."

Zhou Ye sat beside Rong Zhao, rubbed against Rong Zhao's body, and rubbed Rong Zhao's with his arm: "Obviously there is a bed, so the two of you can sleep together, it's not like I haven't slept in it before."

Rong Zhao thought Zhou Ye was too hot, moved to the side, and said in a muffled voice, "The bed is too small, it's crowded and uncomfortable."

Zhou Ye raised his hand, hugged Rong Zhao's shoulder, pressed his head on his shoulder, and said softly, "I have a lot to say to you."

"You have ignored me for the past few days, and I have been wronged terribly."

Rong Zhao knew he was wrong, he was the one who hurt Zhou Ye first, even though the intention was for his own good: "Then tell me, I'll listen."

Zhou Ye pushed Rong Zhao's head back to his shoulder again, his voice was very low, with an indistinct nasal sound: "You said you thought I was disgusting, I..."

"Stop talking," Rong Zhao interrupted Zhou Ye and whispered, "It's my fault."

He remembered what he said to him on the night of Valentine's Day. He didn't even take an umbrella, and walked directly into the heavy rain, as if he was dead.Rong Zhao opened his lips: "I..."

"You don't need to apologize to me," Zhou Ye interrupted Rong Zhao, turned his head to look at him, staring into his dark eyes, "from now on, no matter what happens, don't push me away again, okay?"

Rong Zhao knew his fate, he couldn't promise him forever, he could only guarantee that he would never push him away while he was alive: "Okay."

Zhou Ye turned around, raised his hand to hold Rong Zhao's face, and gently stroked his cheek with his fingers: "That night, you went to the bar to find me, right?"

Rong Zhao tilted his head: "Haven't you already experienced that cigarette butt?"

In fact, the cigarette butt was contaminated with beer liquid, so it was not detected, but this is not important. What is important is that he admitted that he went to find him. Zhou Ye asked again: "The bag of fruit candies in the drawer of my office..."

"I kept it on purpose. I want to sweeten you and make you feel better." Rong Zhao looked at the man in front of him, his eyes, nose, and lips were close in front of him.

Clearly we can meet each other in the bureau every day, but it feels like we haven't seen each other for a long time, familiar and missed.

Rong Zhao stretched out his hand and rubbed Zhou Ye's lips lightly, then grabbed his hand and looked at his wrist: "It hurts you."

The marks on Zhou Ye's wrists that were tied up by Rong Zhao with a rope have not completely disappeared, and a little red marks can be seen by the light of the desk lamp, and he feels his throat is a bit dry: "It hurts, but I still want it."

Rong Zhao pushed Zhou Ye aside, and said in a muffled voice, "What's wrong with you, you still think about the pain."

Zhou Ye leaned over again and hugged Rong Zhao in his arms: "I like the bow you tied, can you tie another bow for me?"

Rong Zhao felt that it was not good to be hugged by Zhou Ye like this, so he pushed him away and said, "Go to bed and sleep."

Speaking of the bow tie, he stood up from the mat as if thinking of something, opened a small cabinet with a key, and took out the watch that was not given to Zhou Ye last time.

Rong Zhao checked the dark blue ribbon bow on it, arranged the ribbon on it, and walked up to Zhou Ye with the gift box in his hand. He was about to speak when Zhou Ye shushed him.

Rong Zhao stood by the mat holding the box, watched Zhou Ye go to the window, and took out the blue and white elephant ear bottle under the chair.

Zhou Ye approached Rong Zhao, and handed the bottle in front of his eyes: "Happy Valentine's Day, my baby."

Seeing Rong Zhao standing still, Zhou Ye reminded him softly: "It's your turn."

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye, he wanted to re-live Valentine's Day and make up for the regret of that day.

Rong Zhao passed the watch gift box in his hand forward, swallowed the sourness in his throat, and said softly: "Happy Valentine's Day."

Rong Zhao took the bottle from Zhou Ye, but Zhou Ye didn't take it from him.

Rong Zhao asked in a low voice, "What's the matter, don't you like it?" Last time he saw the one he said he liked, he tried it on on his wrist.

"What I'm saying is, Happy Valentine's Day, my baby, you just say Happy Valentine's Day dryly," Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, his dark eyes shone with light softer than the moonlight, "Call my husband to listen listen."

Calling him his wife is okay, but calling him my husband means something. Rong Zhao pursed his lips and refused to speak. After deliberating for a while, he said in a compromise, "Happy Valentine's Day, baby."

Zhou Ye didn't like to hear this, and wanted to hear Rong Zhao call him husband.But Rong Zhao obviously didn't understand his position, and always thought he was the one above.

Zhou Ye didn't force Rong Zhao, thinking that when the situation will come to fruition, he will sleep him, and he will naturally understand, and then he will ask the beauty to ask her husband to listen.

Zhou Ye took the gift box from Rong Zhao's hand, devoutly unwrapped the bow on it, took out the watch and put it on his wrist, smiled and said, "I like it very much."

"How do you like it?"

Rong Zhao looked down at the blue and white elephant ear bottle that Zhou Ye had stolen for him, with mixed emotions in his heart, and said silently, "Don't arrange for people to steal things from now on."

Zhou Ye: "Just say whether you like it or not."

Rong Zhao gently stroked the lotus pattern on the body of the bottle with his fingers, and replied in a low voice: "I like it."

A photo and an elephant ear bottle were all brought to him by Zhou Ye. The former risked his life to rush into the scene of the fire and put it in his mouth to snatch it back for him. The latter even violated the law.

Rong Zhao held the bottle and looked at Zhou Ye, and sighed silently: "You shouldn't be such a foolish person, just to give a Valentine's Day gift, you almost ruined the rest of your life."

Zhou Ye knew very well that sooner or later Rong Zhao would realize that he did not steal this bottle at all.But he didn't want to show his cards now, for fear that he would push him away again.

He smiled slyly: "I am lustful, and I am blinded by lust. I dare to do anything for beauty."

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye: "Don't do this in the future." Anyway, he will find a way to help him this time.

While flirting with Rong Zhao, Zhou Ye did not forget to leave a way out for himself. He continued, "Don't worry. Actually, I didn't ask someone to steal it. I bought it. Really, it's only 700 million."

As expected, Rong Zhao didn't believe it at all, thinking that he was a good showman again.

In this way, when Rong Zhao asked later, asking him why he lied to him, he could say, I'm telling the truth, if you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do about it.

After the two delivered the presents, Rong Zhao lay down on the mat again: "It's getting late, you go to bed."

Zhou Ye hugged his own pillow, lay down next to Rong Zhao, and squeezed him to one side: "Make room for me."

Zhou Ye squeezed forward, turned sideways and looked at Rong Zhao: "Then what is the relationship between us now?"

Rong Zhao knew in his heart that he had taken advantage of Zhou Ye, so he couldn't ignore him, he had to be responsible for his body, and gave him a status: "Be a boyfriend."

Zhou Ye got Rong Zhao's words, lying on the pillow, chewing these three words over and over again, laughing softly while whispering.

"I'm dazed," Rong Zhao touched Zhou Ye with his arm, "Hurry up and go back to bed, I have to go to work tomorrow, and it's almost twelve o'clock now."

Zhou Ye turned around again, put his hands on Rong Zhao's body, smelled the tip of his nose on Rong Zhao's neck, and took a deep breath of the rose fragrance: "I want to hug my boyfriend to sleep."

Rong Zhao didn't chase Zhou Ye away, nor did he take his hand off his waist, and told him in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense in the bureau tomorrow."

Knowing that Zhou Ye likes to show off, Rong Zhao is worried.

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense." Zhou Ye kept his fingers on Rong Zhao's waist, and for some reason, his fingertips were no longer under his own control.

He gently lifted Rong Zhao's pajamas, removed the obstructive fabric, and touched his skin directly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't be afraid, I won't move around."

Zhou Ye's hands seemed to have been roasted on the fire, and Rong Zhao's waist softened, and his body froze immediately.

Zhou Ye did what he said, he really didn't move anymore, he just hugged Rong Zhao, buried his head on Rong Zhao's shoulder, and closed his eyes.

Rong Zhao thought that Zhou Ye would pester him for a while, but he fell asleep so obediently, and soon fell asleep.

He took Zhou Ye's hands away from his body, got up from the mat, began to take off the pajamas on his body, and prepared to change clothes and go out.

As soon as Rong Zhao got up, Zhou Ye opened his eyes. He found that he would check the time after a while, and he kept urging him to go to bed. There must be something wrong.

Zhou Ye was not at ease. He thought that Rong Zhao should not hide anything from him when they were like this now. His people belonged to him, so naturally he had to be more frank with him, instead of always being separated by a road in the middle, which he couldn't see through. secret.

Rong Zhao had already changed his trousers, lightly buckled his belt, and was taking off his pajamas. He was about to change into a T-shirt and go out when he heard Zhou Ye's voice behind him: "Rong Rong."

The voice was low and deep, with displeasure in its gentleness.Rong Zhao stopped and turned to look at Zhou Ye: "Didn't you fall asleep?"

Zhou Ye got up from the mat and walked in front of Rong Zhao.

Rong Zhao usually guards against Zhou Ye strictly, changing clothes in the bathroom with the door closed, never taking off his clothes in front of Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, his skin was very fair, even without the headlights on, he could see his thin waistline, and his collarbone was so delicate that he looked better than a woman.

Feeling Zhou Ye's hot gaze, Rong Zhao picked up a black T-shirt beside the bed and was about to put it on his head when Zhou Ye dragged it over.

Zhou Ye's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he was fascinated by the beauty and did not forget to ask: "It's so late, where do you want to go?"

Rong Zhao found another T-shirt to put on his body: "I'm hungry and want to go out for supper, can I bring you something?"

Zhou Ye approached Rong Zhao, took out the handcuffs, grabbed Rong Zhao's wrist with his backhand, cuffed his two handcuffs, and pushed Rong Zhao hard, throwing Rong Zhao down on the bed, pressing him hard: "Are you Lied to me."

"Have you forgotten how you promised me last time?"

Rong Zhao's hands were handcuffed above his head, and his body was pressed by Zhou Ye, unable to move at all.

Rong Zhao knew what Zhou Ye was talking about. The last time he went to Lin Mu's house to steal something while he was asleep, he promised him that he would never act alone in the future and would not hide anything from him.

Rong Zhao knew he was in the wrong, so he was handcuffed and suppressed by Zhou Ye without kicking him, coaxing him softly: "I see you slept so soundly, I can't bear to disturb you."

Zhou Ye lowered his head and bit Rong Zhao's ear hard.Rong Zhao's body froze, not knowing whether it was pain or numbness.

After Zhou Ye bit it, he felt that his mouth was too heavy, and his heart ached, so his voice softened a bit, not as tough as before: "Say it again, what did you want to do just now?"

"Actually, there's nothing to hide from you. It's not a secret at all," Rong Zhao said while tilting his head and blushing, "Don't lick my ears, I'm ticklish."

He continued: "I want to visit Xiaopang's house."

Zhou Ye frowned: "Pang, the one you met in the supermarket?"

"You're pressing me down like this, I can't talk, you get up first," Rong Zhao pushed Zhou Ye, and found that this person was really heavy, and he couldn't move no matter what.

Zhou Ye leaned on Rong Zhao: "I just like to press down on you, you can say what you want, it doesn't matter."

Rong Zhao had no choice but to let Zhou Ye press him down: "When I was in the supermarket, I saw chubby mother Yang Guihua with two pairs of men's underwear in the shopping basket. There are no men in her family."

Zhou Ye thought for a while: "Does she have a father or brother?"

Rong Zhao shook his head: "No, she hasn't had a father since she was a child. The current child was also born by a raped woman."

"Don't rub my neck, I'm ticklish," Rong Zhao tilted his head again, and continued, "Ding Penghai appeared in the area of ​​Shilian Road two months ago, and the police came to investigate at that time."

Zhou Ye reluctantly took his lips away from Rong Zhao's neck: "You mean, there is a man hiding in Yang Guihua's house, and that man is probably Ding Penghai."

"It's also possible that I was overthinking it. Maybe Yang Guihua found a girlfriend, and I bought the men's underwear for her girlfriend," Rong Zhao continued, "But, I don't worry if I don't check."

"Don't pinch my waist, I'm ticklish." Rong Zhao moved his body, but his hands were handcuffed, and he couldn't exert himself at all.

Zhou Ye: "Yang Guihua is a woman who lives alone. You go to someone's house in the middle of the night and climb the wall. You never thought about it. If someone finds out and spreads it..."

Rong Zhao: "I don't even care about my life, I care about my reputation."

Zhou Ye sucked Rong Zhao's lips, looked into his eyes and said, "I care, you are mine, you can't have any unclear rumors with other people, not even a word."

"Also, don't say that you don't care about your life. Your people are mine, and your life is of course mine. My things are not something you can just throw away."

"The robber's logic," Rong Zhao turned his head and kicked the person on him, "let go of me first, and your hands are sore."

Zhou Ye was wearing pajamas, and underneath was a pair of big black underpants that reached above the knees. His calf was bare. When Rong Zhao hooked him with his toes, his body felt hot, and his voice became hoarse: "In Let’s talk about business, don’t seduce me at every turn.”

Rong Zhao: "..." Who seduced you.

Zhou Ye got up from Rong Zhao, walked to the window, opened the curtain and looked outside: "It's raining outside, will it stop in a while, the wall of Yang Guihua's house can't be climbed anymore, tomorrow, I will accompany you. "

Rong Zhao sat up and followed Zhou Ye's line of sight to see the raindrops falling on the window glass, converging into fine droplets and continuously dripping down.

The rain curtain drenched the sultry midsummer weather from head to toe, but it was still not cool, and it was still too dry to breathe

Zhou Ye turned his head and walked to the bedside, looking down at Rong Zhao.

His hands were still handcuffed, and his wrists were a little red from being strangled, which looked particularly glaring against his fair complexion.Because of the kiss just now, his lips looked redder than usual, and they were glowing under the light.

Zhou Ye felt his throat tighten, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he said in a low voice amidst the crackling rain: "This weather is very suitable..."

Rong Zhao raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ye, and said following Zhou Ye's words, "Murder case."

Zhou Ye was powerless to refute for a moment, he sat beside Rong Zhao, took his hand, and blew on the red mark on his wrist: "Does it hurt?"

Rong Zhao glanced at Zhou Ye: "You should untie it for me."

"I haven't asked you yet, what are you doing here with handcuffs on?"

Zhou Ye grabbed Rong Zhao's hand and rubbed it against his lips: "What else can I do with handcuffs, of course I am handcuffing you."

Zhou Ye's face was not flushed, his heart was not beating, and he said it as a matter of course, almost making Rong Zhao think that his crime was really discovered by the police in front of him, so he was handcuffed.

The back of Rong Zhao's hand was burned by Zhou Ye's breath, and he took it from his lips: "Why are you handcuffing me?"

Holding Rong Zhao in his arms, Zhou Ye flung himself on the bed, straddled him, and said condescendingly, "You Hong Xing is out of the wall, and you can't get out of the wall if you are handcuffed."

Rong Zhao lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling: "I don't know Su Jiaze very well, you misunderstood."

Zhou Ye thought of the moment Rong Zhao smiled at Su Jiaze in the dessert shop in front of the Municipal Bureau this afternoon, and the fire of jealousy in his heart was rekindled.

His eyes became deeper and deeper, staring closely at Rong Zhao's pupils: "I'm not familiar with you, you can eat couple cake together, and you still smile at him like that, you have never smiled like that at me."

Rong Zhao recalled his mood at that time, and said in a low voice: "That's not smiling at him, but thinking of his mother. It's really useless to say it, he still misses his mother at such an age."

Zhou Ye bent down, put his hands on Rong Zhao's side, lowered his head, and gently rubbed the tip of his nose against Rong Zhao's nose, silently comforting him.

Rubbing his nose for the scent of roses, Zhou Ye couldn't help but kiss Rong Zhao's lips lightly.He was very gentle, kissing him and holding his hand.

Two hands, ten pairs of fingers tightly clasped and clenched.

After hugging and kissing for a while, Zhou Ye got off Rong Zhao's body, sat on the edge of the bed and gasped for breath, while turning his head to look at the flushed beauty on the bed: "I just got back together, I just want to..."

Rong Zhao also felt uncomfortable being kissed by Zhou Ye, but he was thin-skinned and didn't want to show it, trying to make his expression and voice as calm as possible: "What do you want to do?"

Zhou Ye didn't dare to say that he wanted to fuck him, for fear that Rong Zhao would throw him out of the window: "Yes, I want to kiss him for a while."

Rong Zhao sat up from the bed, shook his wrist: "Untie it for me quickly."

"I've untied it for you, are you still willing to be as obedient as before?" Zhou Ye recalled the long and lingering kiss just now, couldn't help touching his lips, looked at Rong Zhao's again, and suppressed the madness in his heart The urge to throw him to the ground and bully him severely.

Rong Zhao: "Then you can't handcuff me all night and deprive me of sleep."

Zhou Ye saw the red marks on Rong Zhao's wrists from being handcuffed, and felt distressed. He took out the key to unlock it, and warned: "I will see you smiling like that at other men in the future, and I will handcuff you once I see you."

Rong Zhao got free, rubbed his wrists, took advantage of the moment Zhou Ye put away the handcuffs, got up and kicked him onto the bed, beat him up, and handcuffed him.

Zhou Ye rolled around on the bed with his head in his arms, letting Rong Zhao beat him for a while to vent his anger.

In the end, Zhou Ye threw Rong Zhao down, grabbed the blanket next to them and covered the two of them: "From now on, we will sleep on the bed together."

"Don't put your legs on me," Rong Zhao pulled Zhou Ye's thighs away from his body, "Go back and change to a double bed, this bed is too small, it's too crowded."

Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao tightly: "I don't want to change, I just like to squeeze a little bit to keep me warm."

The rain outside the window was still falling, occasionally there were a few small flashes of lightning, and the sound of thunder was far away. When it was quiet, the sound of the rain and the breathing of the person next to the pillow remained in my ears.

After a while, Rong Zhao took out a photo from the pillow and handed it to Zhou Ye.

Zhou Ye took it and saw the sunny day and the old locust tree in the photo, as well as the vigorous young man in white clothes under the tree, and the smiling family members beside the young man.

The two were lying face to face, separated by a photo from six years ago.

Zhou Ye stared at the photo for a long time, and Rong Zhao also looked at Zhou Ye for a long time.

"Thank you for being willing to tell me," Zhou Ye hugged Rong Zhao, and kissed him on the lips, "I am very happy."

Looking at Zhou Ye's expression, Rong Zhao knew that he had already guessed his identity, but he didn't point it out.Zhou Ye is so smart, he must have known it a long time ago, there is nothing strange about this.

Rong Zhao looked at Zhou Ye, and moved his body back: "Aren't you wondering why I didn't go to the police, but secretly hid for revenge?"

Zhou Ye pulled Rong Zhao into his arms, put his head on his heart, let him listen to his warm heartbeat, and then said softly, "I know."

Rong Zhao leaned on Zhou Ye's heartbeat, and his voice was muffled, almost inaudible: "What do you know?"

Zhou Ye rested his chin on top of Rong Zhao's head, smelling the pleasant scent of roses, lowered his head and kissed Rong Zhao's hair: "You killed someone, or you thought you killed someone."

Zhou Ye felt Rong Zhao's body tremble slightly, like a frightened animal, he hugged him tightly: "You are no longer alone, you can completely rely on me and rely on me."

"If you miss your family, I can be your sister, your mother, or your father."

A tear fell from the corner of his eye, Rong Zhao rubbed against Zhou Ye's arms, choked up and scolded him: "You want to take advantage of me again."