Love Teaching Ⅰ

On the second day of the hangover, the wind blew hard on the forehead and it hurt.Jin Mori hailed a taxi, got in the car and closed his eyes.

When he went out, Fukuhara was still asleep on the bed - half of his back was exposed outside the quilt, and his shoulder was the bite mark he left last night.

Jinsen pinched his temple, but what happened was completely beyond his expectations.

Without thinking too much, he took Fukuhara home by himself, but he hugged him as soon as he entered the door.Sensing his fragility at the moment, as if comforting a child, Jinmori patted Fukuhara's back lightly.

As if awakened by something, Fukuhara slowly left Jinsen's body, breathing quickly and slid from his ear to his face, the strong smell of alcohol spread over Jinsen's face like waves of heat; the distance between the two slowly Slowly approaching, his lips were trembling slightly, Fukuhara closed his eyes, just lightly touched Jin Mori's lips and left.

Maybe it hadn't been done for a long time, this shy and brief kiss like a first kiss aroused the burning desire in Jin Mori's body, he went up to him again and kissed Fukuhara back.

Fukuhara was stunned for a moment, and Jinmori himself suddenly regretted his actions just now.

"Why..." Fukuhara whispered.

"..." Fukuhara was not allowed to speak again, Jinmori held Fukuhara's face a little roughly, frantically asking for a kiss, the sound of tongue stirring saliva, quickly covering up the heartbeat of the two.

"Ha..." let go of Fukuhara's lips, and Jinmori pressed Fukuhara's forehead, the strong sex had already exceeded the load that the heart could bear, and both of them were gasping for breath.

"Senior..." Fukuhara smiled, half provocatively, "Do you want to do it?"

"What do you think?" Such a provocation seems to suit my appetite.Only then did Jinsen realize that he hadn't taken off his coat, so he quickly unbuttoned the coat and threw it on the floor in the entrance, "Do you want me to carry you in?"

The two didn't waste a second, stumbling and kissing all the way to Jinsen's bedroom.Jinmori closed the door, pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, and glanced at Fukuhara aggressively.

"Why, is it possible that senior wants to hug me?" Fukuhara sat on the bed with a half-sneering tone, leaning back with his hands behind his back and his legs wide open.

"Of course, how could I let you hug me?" Jin Mori walked up to Fukuhara and lifted Fukuhara's coat with his hands.

"Have you ever hugged a man?" Fukuhara still smiled, as if he was not stimulated by Jin Mori's movements.

"It's an honor, you're the first." Like himself all the time, with a strong possessiveness on the bed, Tsumori unbuttoned Fukuhara's chest with one hand.

Fukuhara looked at the unhesitating hand on his chest, and then raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him; feeling the rising desire in Jinmori's eyes, Fukuhara raised his leg and slid his foot up along Jinmori's ankle, hooking his Pull the back of the thigh toward you sharply.

"Are you challenging me?" The lips of the two rubbed against Fukuhara, and Jin Mori felt that he had reached his limit.

"What do you think?" Fukuhara licked Jinmori's dry lips, returning what Jinmori said just now.

"Hehe," stroking Fukuhara's neck all the way down, touching his swollen penis, Jinmori pulled Fukuhara's belt and pulled the zipper, "Then let me feel more. "

Hands left the bed, Fukuhara wrapped his arms around Tsumori's neck, the two stopped talking, and used deep kisses to release and explore the bitter happiness...

"Guest, guest." The driver turned his face, "You have arrived."

"Oh," Jinsen opened his tired eyes, and glanced at the hospital gate.Let what happened yesterday be left to yesterday.Taking out his wallet, he took out a few and handed them over, feeling much more relaxed. Jinsen opened the car door: "You don't need to look for it."

"Then let's meet on Sunday, and I'll let you know the location." Thinking that Hiroki would get the results on Monday, Nobu immediately thought of solving everything on the weekend.

"Okay, then I'll wait for your call." Kurokawa was still gentle, but there was a little joy in his tone.

"That's it." Yefen hung up the phone.The door of the locker room was pushed open, and Jinmori unconsciously dodged his eyes when he saw Nobu.

"Senior, good morning!" Nobu put the phone back in his pocket, "How was senior Fukuhara last night?"

"Oh, um..." Jinsen walked to the closet with his head down.

"Oh, I didn't expect that Senior Fukuhara would say those words. I'm really touched." With a knowing smile on his face, Ye Fan sighed from the bottom of his heart.

"That's right." Didn't they all leave? Why is this person still the main topic? !Seeing the melancholy hidden in Nobu's smile from the mirror in the cabinet, Jinmori suddenly remembered the question he wanted to ask him last night, "The one in your family, is his eyes okay?"

"...To be honest, I don't know." A little surprised that Jin Mori would mention this, the smile on Nobu's face gradually faded.

"Is it serious?" This can explain the 'what should I do' he kept repeating when he was drinking that day, and Jinsen closed the cabinet door and turned around.

Looking at Jin Mori's concerned gaze, Nobu could only shake his head: "What I can do now is to make Xiao Hiro feel at ease. Although I can say,

'Don't be afraid, if there is a problem, we will fix it, Japan

If the cure is not good, we will go to the United States, Germany, no matter what, I will accompany Xiaohong',

But saying that would only add to his burden. "

Jin Mori couldn't speak, and Nobu stood there feeling lost.

"I know that if I say that, Xiao Hong will definitely think too much. He must be afraid of dragging me down. If that's the case, with Xiao Hong's personality, maybe...I don't even dare to think about it now. "The fear in his tone revealed that he was completely out of proportion to his previous self, Ye Fen smiled awkwardly.

These two people, why are there so many disasters?Jin Sen felt a little distressed, but gave the other party a big smile: "Yefen."

"Don't be afraid."

"Senior..." To Senior, I am like an open book.Although sad, but more, I feel very touched, "Thank you, senior."

"Cheer up, you can't be beaten." Jinsen smiled sincerely.Yes, you have to smile, and you have to laugh strong, because what is needed most now is not to be sad by one more person.

"Well, I will work hard." As if being reinfused with strength, the corners of Nofen's mouth raised again, "Thank you, senior."

"Let's work." I didn't expect that when I saw you today, I was still happy or sad because of his affairs, but my heart was no longer overwhelmed.Although there is still a little, only a little pain.Jin Mori pushed Nobu out of the locker room.

Maybe, I am real, let go of it all.

I always feel that the day is very long when I go to work, but today passes very fast.Jin Mori walked out of the hospital, thinking about whether to call Fukuhara when the phone vibrated.

The word 'Fukuhara Toru' stood out on the screen, and Jinmori thought about it for a while, then pressed the answer button.

"Get off work?" The person over there sounded weak and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Yeah." Jinsen took a step slowly, "Where are you?"

"Guess." There was a burst of laughter on the phone.

"How do I know." The people around him were in a hurry, and Jin Sen's leisurely manner seemed so uncoordinated among the many passers-by.

"It's really ruthless - this is how you treat everyone who sleeps with you?" As if it was very strenuous, Jinmori heard Fukuhara's uneven panting.

"Where is it?" Feeling helpless, Jinsen had to slow down his speech.

"On your bed." There was another sneer.

"You haven't woken up all day?" Jin Sen almost yelled out this sentence, a little unbelievable.

"Yeah, my body hurts like hell." Fukuhara laughed for a while, "Thank you for your hospitality."

"..." If it was really because of him, Jin Sen felt like his face would burn.

"By the way, I have a question to ask Senior." As if he had adjusted to a more comfortable posture, Fukuhara's voice regained some strength.

"Ah."

"Senior, when you were with me, were you thinking about Kusama?" It sounded like a joke, but also serious, Fukuhara's tone on the phone was surprisingly flat.

"What do you mean?" Jinsen frowned when his footsteps stopped.

"It's nothing, it's just that you are straight, senior, and I'm a little curious."

"..."

"I don't care, I just want to ask."

"You bastard!!!" Jinsen hung up the phone and stood still; his fists were clenched tightly, and he couldn't let go for a long time.

Take the car, go to the convenience store, and go home.It was only when Jinsen took out the key that he realized that he had no memory of how he had come all the way back.

Fukuhara left.

The home was still the same as yesterday, Jinsen entered the bedroom, the mess on the bed vaguely reflected the indulgence of the two of them yesterday.

There was a small note on the bedside table, and Jinsen bent down to take it.

(Sorry.)

Without strength, Jinsen lay on his back on the bed, still holding the paper in his hand.

Just go to bed, don't talk about love, this is me.Isn't this the same as before, the usual practice all the time.Kneading the paper into a ball, he made a shooting motion towards the trash basket at the door, but he didn't expect that he would make a shot by mistake.

Jinsen smiled, completely relaxed.

"Welcome back."