Where is Chunsheng

That night, when Jiao Chunshui was going to sleep, it was already 09:30.Jiao swore told her a story, left the room, took a shower, put on clothes, and explained to Yang Liu, let her sleep with Chunshui at night, if you have anything, you can call him, he will go downstairs to He Chunsheng's house sit down.

Yang Liujiao swore, "Will He Chunsheng be too much trouble? He does so many things for us every day."

"Well, I'll find a chance to thank him." After Jiao Yan finished speaking, his face was a little hot.

Jiao Yan walked down the stairs. The building of the house was old and the property management was poor. The voice-activated lights did not work. After Jiao Xi closed the door, the lights did not turn on.Jiao Yan went down the stairs in the dark, the last step was at a different height, he stepped on the ground and fell to the ground.

He landed on his knees and rubbed against the rough ground. The pain was tolerable. He stood up, feeling that the injury should not be too serious.

He Chunsheng probably heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. He Chunsheng opened the door to check. The voice-activated light on the first floor suddenly turned on. He saw Jiao Yanban standing at the stairs. His posture seemed to be injured somewhere, enduring the pain. .

He Chunsheng came out and asked him, "Did you fall?"

"I fell for a while, it's nothing serious, it's just a skin injury." Jiao Yan saw a hole in his trousers on his knee, and he could faintly see blood oozing from his right knee.

He Chunsheng supported Jiao Yan, but Jiao Yan rejected him, and said with a smile: "How can you be so delicate."

"I was afraid that you would turn back and not come to my house." He Chunsheng said.

Jiao Yan, who had this intention, was a little embarrassed, and He Chunsheng continued: "I have a medicine box at home, come in and disinfect it."

Before Jiao swore came, he purposely wore a set of more formal trousers made of hard material, inconvenient to take off, and not too wide. He couldn't explain why.Jiao Yan sat down on the sofa at He Chunsheng's house, watched as He Chunsheng took out the medicine box, and drew the curtain of the balcony again.When Jiao Xi couldn't avoid the wound and rolled up his pants to his knees, he began to regret his wrong decision.

After observing for a while, He Chunsheng swore to Jiao Jiao: "Take off your trousers, otherwise you won't be able to apply the medicine."

"I'll just do it myself." Jiao Yan reached out to grab the alcohol and gauze from He Chunsheng's hand.He Chunsheng moved his hand away, and looked at Jiao Yao with a half-smile: "Shall I take it off for you?"

"No need." Jiao Yan forced himself to be calm, unbuttoned, unzipped, and took off his pants.

His legs were long and straight, with well-proportioned and strong muscles.The underwear/pants are boxer and a little tight.He Chunsheng noticed that Jiao Yan put the trousers he took off on his thighs, and then lowered his head.

The wound is just an abrasion, not very big.This wound reminded He Chunsheng of the wound on the hand of 14-year-old Jiao Xi for no reason.He Chunsheng silently disinfected the wound with alcohol. Because of the pain, Jiao Yan's muscles tensed up, and he didn't relax until he was covered with gauze.

"Your pants are too tight, you can't wear them anymore." He Chunsheng said this to the dazed Jiao Yao when he put the alcohol back into the medicine box.

"Oh." Jiao swore in response, unconsciously looking at the balcony - that was the only way for the outside world to see what happened in this living room, and it was now blocked by curtains.

He Chunsheng put the medicine box aside and asked Jiao Yan, "Did you come down to see me?"

"It's nothing." Jiao Yan finally looked up at He Chunsheng.He Chunsheng walked up to him, and Jiao Xi just looked at him like that.

He Chunsheng didn't speak any more, he stretched out his hand, took off Jiao Yan's glasses, and put them aside.The eyes without the barriers of the lenses look good, and the corners of the eyes and cheeks are slightly flushed.

He Chunsheng looked down at Jiao Yao, who looked down at him with his head raised.He Chunsheng fiddled with Jiao's hair, leaned down and asked in Jiao's ear, "Do you want to sleep with me tonight?"

"Ah."

He Chunsheng's kiss was gently pressed against Jiao Yan's lips, and the wide sofa bore the weight of the two of them for a while.He Chunsheng's kiss finally left Jiao Shi's lips, and bit his earlobe urgently.Jiao Yan called out in a low voice: "He Chunsheng..."

"Ok?"

Jiao Yan didn't say anything more, He Chunsheng unbuttoned his shirt.

That night, Jiao vowed not to go back to the second floor.He and He Chunsheng shared the same bed, like their partners for many years, with their heads leaning on each other, their bodies overlapping, and they slept soundly.