fall in love with vinegar bucket

Looking at the empty balcony at home, Du Ze felt hesitant to part with it. He gave away all the succulents he looked at every day, but Zhang Zhuo really took them all away without even giving him a polite look.

The weather was cold, and he felt that he couldn't see his sons, and his mood became much worse, after all, he had raised them for a long time.

He changed his clothes and felt bored, so he dug out the gift that Du's father gave him before. It was a jigsaw puzzle with [-] pieces. After Du Ze got it, he politely thanked his father and stuffed it under the bed in a second. .

Du's father was simply here to make a joke, with [-] copies, Du Ze would have a headache just thinking about it.

But now he had the patience to put it together. Facing the four bags of puzzles, he struggled for two hours before he could slap them. In the end, his eyes were red with anger. Du Ze picked them up and knocked on Zhang Zhuo's door upstairs.

Zhang Zhuo opened the door with glasses, thinking that Du Ze was here to deliver nutrition soup again, but four bags sank in his arms.

"I have nothing to do at home, so I come to your house to play puzzles." Zhang Zhuo said, and walked to the tree in the living room by himself. The succulents have moved here. It can be seen that Zhang Zhuo has just sprayed water, and the leaves are shining crystal clear of gloss.

"Why do you torture yourself?" Zhang Zhuo asked after closing the door.

Du Ze squatted on the ground without looking back: "My father gave it to me, it can relieve boredom."

"I see you seem more depressed."

Du Ze pretended not to hear, squatting on the ground and fiddling with the leaves. Zhang Zhuo was no stranger to the fact that there was one more person in the family. Du Ze was usually doing his own business when he was not noisy. He walked to the study: "I have to go to work tomorrow. I’m done, I’m not enjoying my last day.” However, when passing by Du Ze, he was suddenly grabbed by his trousers.

Du Ze lowered his head, reached out and grabbed the man's trousers, then raised his head and called out, "Zhang Zhuo."

Zhang Zhuo frowned at first, then knelt down irritably and looked at Du Ze at the same level, wondering why he was still so milky when he was so big, "What do you want?"

Hearing Zhang Zhuo's tone, Du Ze wondered if he was in a bad mood, "Zhang Zhuo..."

When Zhang Zhuo was in college, the most unbearable thing was Du Ze calling his name in his ear, like a feather was plucking at his heart, the force was very light and itchy, and the goose bumps all over his body were not disgusting but comfortable.

"Say it."

Du Ze turned his head: "If you are angry, I don't want to talk about it."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhuo snorted through his nose, stretched out his hand to squeeze Du Ze's face and pulled it from side to side, "You don't want to say it if you tell me."

His movement was unexpected, and Du Ze fell to the floor immediately due to the uneven force. Fortunately, there was a blanket beside the coffee table so that he would not be frozen. He immediately pinched Zhang Zhuo: "You are too much."

"You haven't seen me go too far!" Du Ze, who drank milk and ate eggs every day and was still self-disciplined during sleep, felt slippery. Zhang Zhuo's hand became stronger and stronger. With tears, the tip of his nose was also stained with a blush, he raised his hand and patted Du Ze's thigh, "Hurry up."

Du Ze was pressed on the blanket and rubbed his face, and he was more annoyed by Zhang Zhuo looking down on him.He was pressed down and couldn't exert his strength, and he was anxious to break Zhang Zhuo's hand, and he was even more speechless when he was anxious, and finally his voice was choked up and he forgot to struggle, so he just stared at Zhang Zhuo.

Zhang Zhuo seemed to remember the matter of Du Ze's stuttering. He saw that both sides of his face were flushed. He leaned over and put one hand on Du Ze's ear, and said impatiently, "Itchy?"

"I just don't like the way you look angry! Can you stop being angry!" Du Ze shouted loudly, "It's over!" At the end, he forced a tear, which was completely caused by his excitement.

Zhang Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds: "When did I get angry?"

"When are you not angry?" Du Ze pushed the mountain on his body, and finally said discouraged, "Can we get along well? If you are angry and think I am wrong, you have to tell me."

"If it's what happened back then, I'm really wrong, then if you hate me, I just won't come here in the future."

Zhang Zhuo turned over and fell asleep on the ground, and when he heard Du Ze's voice, he wanted to rub him: "That's how my temper is."

"Oh!" Du Ze covered his body very hard, turned around and touched his face secretly, thinking that he would really come to fight again in the future, but when he was hugged by Zhang Zhuo, his first reaction was to shrink into his arms, waiting After he finished shrinking, he remembered that this was a habit, just like how Zhang Zhuo hugged him on countless cold nights without electric blankets.

"What are you doing?" In fact, it's not good for two men to hug each other.

Zhang Zhuo hugged Du Ze's waist from behind, keeping a close but not too much distance, his breath spread on the other's exposed neck, and then looked at the tiny white fluff, "Don't mention that."

"You are always fierce..." Before Du Ze could speak, he heard the sound of drawing paper from behind, Zhang Zhuo propped himself up and wiped his 'tears' for him, "I have been so fierce to you ,Again?"

"Because I still remember your kindness." Du Ze thought for a while, "But I won't be here starting tomorrow."

Zhang Zhuo raised his eyebrows slightly, rested his head on his right hand, and pinched Du Ze's red face with his left hand: "Have you had lunch yet?"

"... I've eaten." The topic changed too quickly, Du Ze pursed his lips and wondered what card Zhang Zhuo would play.

"Then go to the bedroom and take a nap."

"No, you don't have an electric blanket on your bed. In Kyoto, you don't even need an electric blanket." Du Ze couldn't imagine getting into the bed happily every night, but what was waiting for him was a cold quilt. The bed was given but the quilt was not given, it was too tortured.

"You think everyone is like you and can't live without electric blankets."

Du Ze turned his head: "I can't live without an electric blanket, what can you do to me!"

Of course Zhang Zhuo can't do anything about it, Du Ze seldom confronted him hard, but he found it interesting, so he plucked Du Ze's earlobe: "It's okay, I'll help you make the quilt."

Du Ze turned around in surprise, Zhang Zhuo pulled him up and said in a coaxing tone, "Going to sleep after lunch, isn't it your habit all along?"

Du Ze didn't have the nerve to say that he really liked the feeling of being hugged to sleep, because as a good man in his twenties, he would actually be afraid of the cold. looking at him?

No, no, the picture is too beautiful and really inappropriate.

"You don't follow the routine."

Zhang Zhuo stretched his waist: "Are you sure you don't want to sleep? I'm going to turn on the heating for you. Now think about it. Forget it. Remember to close the door when you go out."

Du Ze struggled for a minute, stood up and followed Zhang Zhuo carefully and asked, "Aren't you angry?"

"Ok?"

Du Ze was stunned, "It's so big." Maybe it was infected by Zhang Zhuo's laziness, he yawned for a long time, and after the yawn, he burst into tears again, and now he looked at the bed more intimately .

The two were very close before, so Du Ze climbed into Zhang Zhuo's bed and felt nothing. He even left the left side to him according to the old habit. After a while, a large piece of the left side collapsed, and the soft bed seemed softer than cotton. Du Ze Feeling his body sliding down and touching Zhang Zhuo, he shrank back under the quilt: "It's been an hour and a half, I didn't take my phone with me."

Zhang Zhuo patted him on the shoulder: "Sleep well."

Du Ze could tell from Wu Qing that he didn't sleep well, and what Tao Jiayu heard on the phone that day, Du Ze's sleep quality was very poor recently.Zhang Zhuo didn't feel sleepy, closed his eyes and rested for 10 minutes. At this time, Du Ze fell asleep and rolled over to cling to him. A trace of heat slipped out from the gap. Covering it, he hummed twice, sounding quite proud.

Zhang Zhuo opened his mouth and didn't make a sound. When Du Ze fell asleep, he could be called a pig. It was thanks to his biological clock that he fell asleep so deeply.

Zhang Zhuo slowly pulled down the quilt, revealing his reddened face. He couldn't tell whether the redness was caused by him or the heat. Du Ze's lips were slightly parted like a pouting mouth, and his brows and eyes were full of cleanliness. A good student is well-behaved.He just looked at Du Ze all over, and put his hand through the other's neck: "Du Ze?"

silent.

"Du Ze, wake up."

Du Ze didn't even move, his breathing was long and strong, and he slept soundly.

Zhang Zhuo had never done this before, but he couldn't help it now, and he didn't want to frighten Du Ze by speaking out, so he had to resort to extreme means.

Tao Jiayu asked him: "You are so patient, I am sweating for you."

"What are you afraid of? Life is very long. It's not fun to get it so soon."

"Little stutterer, if you don't tell him a scripture, how will he understand it?"

Indeed, Du Ze only occasionally thinks about his girlfriend, and a girlfriend only exists in his occasional thoughts.

I don't care about and don't understand emotional matters. The score in this area is negative and I fail.

Zhang Zhuo's legs slowly slid into Du Ze's, touched his face and let out a sigh. He always felt a hot spot in his heart. He rubbed Du Ze's lips for a few times before gradually kissing him. Sucking, when it touched the tongue, a fire arose, and Zhang Zhuo could hardly hold it back.

"Aren't you guilty?"

"It's okay, I want you to pay."

As the kiss deepened, the strength increased. Zhang Zhuo pinched Du Ze's buttocks and turned it around several times. Du Ze whimpered but did not open his eyes. Zhang Zhuo was not afraid at all. He slowly kissed from his forehead to his lips, biting his crotch. The lower lip was pulled apart with a little force, which was very sensual.

The little prince held his head up high and was full of energy, Zhang Zhuo looked at his results with satisfaction and went to the bathroom.

Du Ze wakes up in a daze when it's time, always feeling his lips are dry and hot, not only that, he also smells like Zhang Zhuo.

"You're awake." Zhang Zhuo stood at the door, still holding a spoon in his hand.

Du Ze half-closed his eyes, completely stupefied after taking a nap, "Yeah, I woke up..."

"Why do you still like to hug me when you sleep, I was almost strangled to death by you."

"what?"

The author has something to say: Du Ze: My dad praised me for being honest when I slept, saying what I was like when I fell asleep, and what I was like when I woke up... Really...