his back

03.

At night, the room with the lights turned off was extraordinarily dark.

Song Wan felt that her eyes seemed to be covered by a black cloth, and she couldn't see anything clearly.

Light|The naked body is very cold, and the small particles on the skin come out one by one.

Song Wan didn't know what to do at all, so she could only follow the opponent's movements.

Ji Chennan hugged him whole and held him in his arms.The little boss supported his shoulders with both hands, a little bit of resistance, no, this should be evaluated as refusal and welcome.

Song Wan is always reserved in the early stage of bed, making people feel cute.

His hands went down the slightly curved back, touched the ambiguous waistline, and circled at the bottom.

Ji Chennan asked Song Wan to sit on his lap.

Facing it was a mirror, rectangular with rounded corners, almost the same as in the dream, which excited him.

Song Wan groaned, bit her lip, and held back.

From the mirror, you can see the beautiful smooth and white back completely.

Ji Chennan leaned closer, squeezed his fingers vigorously, and listened to Song Wan's changed tone with a mischievous mentality.

"Comfortable?"

As he spoke, he left a bright red hickey on Song Wan's left neck.

Ji Chennan didn't know how many times he saw this scene.

Body covered by soft white light, body lying sideways, because the bed is narrow and short, and legs have to be slightly bent, sleep sore all over.He pinched his nose, and his sleep time has been shortening recently.

His eyes gradually cleared up, only to find that there were thin red marks on his arms unexpectedly.

The corner of the mouth bent unconsciously, probably as a result of another miserable toss, a kitten with claws.

He withdrew his arm, only to see that Song Wan was also lying on his side, falling asleep and his alertness was also falling, one hand was clenched into a fist and pressed against his face, his mouth was opened very small, he was panting, and he was in a deep sleep.

The hair was piled up in a mess, kind of like a fluffy cake.Ji Chennan couldn't help approaching, and reached out to touch it.

It's strange that I don't have any thoughts in my heart at this moment, and I feel peaceful.

Bit by bit, fingers went down from the soft hair and passed over the closed eyes.His eyelashes are long and black, lining up with a light mole on the corner of his left eye.The nose is small and straight, and the lips seem to be a little swollen from kisses, but they are still elastic when touched.

Ji Chennan's fingers finally reached his neck.

There are spots of purplish red marks on it, and the eyes deepen.

Song Wan moved slightly, and he hurriedly withdrew his hands. Fortunately, his body felt itchy, and his consciousness was not clear.

Ji Chennan looked at him silently. In the past, he never thought that he would wake up like this, and there was a man lying in front of him.

Although he admitted that the man has a pretty face and a body that is not rough, oh, and a charming back.

But still different, the same organs, flat chest, completely different from women.

Ji Chennan moved awkwardly, the bed was too small and too crowded.

Maybe buy a double bed?As soon as the weird idea popped up, it was completely denied.As I said just now, it will never last long. Ji Chennan needs to get married and live a normal life.What now arises is but a long dream of youth.

The life after that was a bit unchanged for Song Wan.

Even, a little bit more painful than the usual boring.

Ji Chennan comes every day, sometimes ordering a bowl of noodles, sometimes not ordering anything, just sitting.He likes to sit at the first table next to the big bar, to the right, where there is a gap.

Oh god, don't know how I found it.

From this position he can be seen, as well as his notebook.

Ji Chennan was observing all the time, anywhere.

Men like his back, Song Wan has heard it several times and experienced it herself.Two-thirds of the long foreplay is spent stroking the back, using various means.Can't imagine where this quirk came from, but, in my mind, thought it was fleeting.

People always have various hobbies, 3-minute popularity, especially rare ones, will get bored and give up maintaining.

Just like the perverted stepfather who brought him a huge disaster.

Another example is this Ji Chennan who doesn't know anything about his background, they are pure and hateful physical|relationship|relationship.

So, Song Wan just needs to be patient before the day comes when she is thrown away as an old, unlovable rag doll.

Ji Chennan has a "handle" that no one else knows, a deadly weapon.

Fortunately, Song Wan looked at the wall clock in the store before tidying up. It was 4 pm, the window was bright yellow, the store was quiet, and there was still a sour and spicy smell in the air.Ji Chennan would only come when he was off work, and the rest of the time was Song Wan's.

After get off work, at night, Ji Chennan broke in with a cool look, like a beast ready to rejoin the battle.

Anyone who is addicted knows what darkness means.

The Japanese-style lattice door was pushed open, Song Wan turned around, straightened her mind and smiled: "Hi, may I ask you to eat..." The rest of the words were swallowed into the digestive system without thinking.

The person who came was Ji Chennan.

Ji Chennan is off today.

After finishing work last night, I spent the night at Song Wan's house, and was kicked out to work the next day.

Song Wan never knew about his itinerary, and Ji Chennan didn't want to tell.

When he stood on the street with his sleepy eyes squinted by the morning light, he felt a little inexplicable.

Scratching her messy hair, she looked up at the floor. The windows of Song Wan's room were closed.Well, although there is a kind of thought that the other party may stick his head out to look at it with anxiety, but the real situation is not.

The other party is still a stranger, completely ignorant of his life, occasionally showing novel expressions under deliberate manipulation, and most of the time he is alienated.

Tired and skillful, he squeezed into the bus, the car was swaying, surrounded by energetic working parties in suits and leather shoes.

Sleepy thoughts still take hold of the high ground, even though we are not far from home.

In the original plan, he wanted to spend the morning at Song Wan's house, luckily, he had noon and night, and he happened to go to work the next day after the absurdity.

Ji Chennan's nightlife is not unrestrained and exciting. He is new to the city, and he still wants to get promoted this year. He works extraordinarily hard and gives up a lot of time that he used to spend on leisure and fun.One must know that when he was in college, Ji Chennan was nicknamed a Playboy with his handsome face.

Originally, I came here to seek better development, otherwise the girlfriend in the original city would not be able to bear the breakup. I haven’t reported my daily phone calls for a month, and I don’t have late-night intimacy. Hastily informed to leave for a while.

"One meeting" sometimes symbolizes a short whole day, and sometimes it symbolizes a few days.

Ji Chennan thought that bad habits could not be quit, and he was deeply influenced by his ears and eyes.Unexpectedly, within a year, he would really lose interest in anything, such as the colorful lights in the bar, the ostentatious cocktails, and those hot dancing beauties, all of which disappeared.

He is like every busy urbanite. He works hard when he goes to work, catches up with his performance with a glib tongue and [-] martial arts. After get off work, he wraps up a big windbreaker and walks home silently.

The recent changes and rare points of interest can only be said to be Mr. Song Wan.

When I got off the bus, I was blown by the wind when I entered the community, and I was quite awake.

Ji Chennan stood at the entrance of the building, feeling uncomfortable, there was no one at home, it was deserted.

He wondered if he should go to Tang Ming for a drink.

Tang Ming, the chief culprit who harmed him in the first place.

After graduating from university, they were divided into two places. Ji Chennan had no idea, but just wanted to find a job to live out his life goal of getting married and having children.Tang Ming, a self-proclaimed freedom enthusiast, travels all over the world, posting photos of going to Tibet and Hainan with a group of people from time to time, wherever he goes.

The two met in this city. At night, after get off work, Ji Chennan bought a supper nearby.

Before he could walk away, a voice of "catch the thief" erupted from the crowd, and a black shadow jumped in front of him.

Tang Ming stuffed a mouthful of hot and sour powder when he caught the thief, grabbed a plastic chopstick dipped in spicy soup with one hand, and patted the thief's head vigorously with the other hand, yelling indistinctly: "Damn it, I'm busy!" You haven't eaten for a whole day, so you can't stop, you can't stop!"

The crowd surrounded in a dark circle, and the thief sat in the center and held his head.

Ji Chennan's path was blocked, so he had to stretch out his hand to push it aside, and the crowd dispersed, just in time to see the thief catcher.

"Tang Ming?" He was surprised.

"Damn it, who?" Tang Ming was still holding grudges, and was stunned at the same time, "...Ji Chennan?"

Afterwards, the enthusiastic crowd called the police, and when the police came, Tang Ming handed over, hugged Ji Chennan joyfully, and went back to the supper stand.

The two of them sat at a small table, surrounded by heat, and the yellow light at the bottom of the shed was dazzling. Tang Ming ordered a new order of wontons, ate a lot of sea food, and took some time to ask him while chewing: "Damn, long time no see, come here what?"

"Work." He lit up his briefcase, "There is a company here that values ​​me and offers a good salary, so I'm here."

Tang Ming was scalded by the wonton, and gasped haha: "Job-hopping? Intellectuals!"

Ji Chennan: "What about you, how come your way of speaking has changed since I haven't seen you for a long time."

"I'm not angry with those bastard grandchildren." Tang Ming shouted, "Me." Pretending to brighten his collar, he whispered, "I'm a policeman here."

Ji Chennan: "Why did you become a policeman?"

Tang Mingmeng circled: "What do you mean by 'how am I'? Brother, I graduated from the police academy! We have the same elementary school, the same junior high school, and the same high school, but we don't have the same university! What kind of economy do you like to engage in? I look down on you, and men should aim everywhere Serve the motherland!"

Ji Chennan: "Are you sick?"

Tang Ming: "..."

Tang Ming: "You are the only one who is sick."

When Ji Chennan met a friend in a strange city, he somehow felt a little worried.But I was not excited for a few days before I found out that it was useless.

They exchanged new mobile phone numbers after eating supper. Tang Ming returned to the police station in a hurry, and he went home alone with a thoroughly cold supper.

Ji Chennan sometimes wanted to invite Tang Ming out to talk about his brotherhood, and the text message he sent on Monday was only returned on Wednesday, which was simple and scary.

I heard that I have been chasing a case recently, and I have been busy day and night.

Ji Chennan was making fun of himself, and thought it would be better to wait for Tang Ming's conscience to find out and invite him to drink in the future.

Therefore, when Ji Chennan had this idea standing at the entrance of the building, he picked up the little scissors in his heart and decisively cut it to pieces.It's better for the lonely and widowed to go home and sleep soundly to waste time.

Still can't hold back, the comfort brought by sleeping on the bed alone is a hundred times better, and I couldn't help rolling on it a few times.

Ji Chennan lay flat, facing the ceiling.

I always feel like a dream recently, busy day and night, dragging some small information for the first time makes it irrational but seems to be pressing every step of the way. Maybe people are a bit like the inferiority of being condescending.For example, seeing the expression of wanting to resist after being forced but unable to resist.

Ji Chennan has never had sex with men, and he does not come into contact with so-called "gay" groups on weekdays.Sexual orientation is not special, and there are no excessive requirements on the appearance of the woman.

I didn't expect it to be hard for the first time, what a surprise.Ji Chennan turned sideways, the curtains were not drawn, and the white light was very dazzling. At first, he only thought that he had an unreasonable desire for a good-looking back, but he didn't expect to pack everyone together. No wonder men are animals with lower bodies.

Compared with women, the feeling is of course very different, and it will be painful to squeeze.

Associating the memory is like opening the valve. Originally, I just wanted to be alone and enjoy the ordinary time.Ji Chennan raised his head. He didn't sleep often recently, and the quilt was laid neatly. He remembered that there was a faint fragrance on the bed at Song Wan's house, because the little boss always liked to use shower gel with this smell.

The pictures came out piecemeal and uninterrupted, the dim yellow desk lamp that was always on by the bed, the muffled panting from being pressed into the pillow, and the soft hair that was illuminated by the light.Ji Chennan blinked, and saw Song Wan lying next to him in a daze. It was a daytime scene, also lying on his side, with a harmless sleeping face facing him, with long eyelashes, and his skin looked white under the overwhelming light.

Ji Chennan stretched out his hand and waved it, the scene in front of him disappeared, his head was blank, like waking up from a dream, he sat up suddenly, and looked at the clock that only one hour had passed.After getting out of Song Wan's house, taking the shuttle bus, and returning home, only an hour later, he started thinking about Song Wan.

After seeing Song Wan's shocked expression, Ji Chennan gritted his back molars unhappily.

At any rate, he dawdled for three hours before he reluctantly came to the store. Although he was still struggling before opening the door, when he saw that unfamiliar yet familiar face, a voice in his head said, "You should come. ".

Well, it's here anyway.

"You...why are you here?" Song Wan was puzzled, and looked at the wall clock in disbelief.

Ji Chennan spread his hands, and there was no one in the store, so he picked a seat at random and sat down: "I have a rest today."

Song Wan: "..."

Do you have to come to rest, can't you go to other places to spend time? !

Ji Chennan seemed to see Song Wan's thoughts, and added, "I miss you."

"Don't be kidding." Song Wanhu scowled, "I think you just want to go to bed."

Ji Chennan: "I want to be you, will you satisfy me?"

Song Wan didn't speak, and continued to tidy up.With thorns on his body, he always made mistakes in his movements.

Ji Chennan watched it for a while and asked, "Why did you start cleaning up so early today?"

A normal store would only clean up the bowls and the rubbish on the table, but Song Wan is doing exactly the same as when the store closed at 11 o'clock.

Song Wan: "I'm going to close the store, and it will be open till this time today."

Ji Chennan: "What's wrong?"

Song Wan: "I'm tired, so I want to rest."

In fact, the ingredients at home were all gone. Usually, he would prepare breakfast and dinner at home and then bring them to the store. Ji Chennan's arrival broke all the schedules, and he spent most of his free time sleeping to catch up on sleep.

Ji Chennan murmured: "Aren't you considering hiring someone else?"

Song Wan said concisely: "No money."

"Oh..." Ji Chennan muttered, having nothing to say, feeling a little embarrassed.

"You..." Song Wan also felt this atmosphere, yes, it was Ji Chennan's fault, but the atmosphere was too weird, even the beautiful and warm yellow light outside couldn't save it. "are you hungry?"

Ji Chennan: "What?"

"No." Song Wan regretted, "It's nothing."

Ji Chennan: "I heard you. You want to cook for me? Or...just noodles?"

Song Wan: "It's not noodles."

"That's the former." Ji Chennan affirmed, "Is it at your house?"

Song Wan was overwhelmed and felt a headache.

Ji Chennan raised his hands: "I promise not to do anything today, you are tired, I will let you rest."

Damn.Song Wan thought.

Ji Chennan was in a happy mood, nothing is more fulfilling than having something to do on a rest day.Criticism of working people.

This big Buddha stood up to help, instead of lazily watching from the sidelines as before.Song Wan was standing in the inner room washing dishes, and accidentally saw a tall man in a blue-striped shirt half-bent his back and cleaning the densely packed tables with a broom.

At this time, he looked younger than before, probably because he didn't have a job so he didn't have to comb his black hair meticulously.Song Wan re-examined and had to admit that Ji Chennan was still handsome, and his figure was not bad.

Ji Chennan dragged along the aisle in a straight line, Song Wan was startled, and quickly retreated to wash the dishes.

—he blushed at the thought that had crossed his mind so quickly.hot.

With Ji Chennan's help, the speed is faster than before.Song Wan closed the store door tightly, adjusted the business sign hanging on the classical lamp and left.Ji Chennan walked over and knocked casually.Then he walked slowly with his pockets in the back, and Song Wan walked quickly in front. The man didn't know why the little noodle shop owner was angry, so he wanted to laugh.

It may be that the other person's puffy walking posture is strangely reminiscent of a penguin.

But the little boss should get fatter, he thought.

Ji Chennan trailed behind and followed Song Wan to a large supermarket.As soon as I arrived, I saw Song Wan standing at the door looking left and right, and when I saw him, I immediately ran fast on wheels.

There are so many people in the supermarket, if you let him slip away, you will have to wait.

Ji Chennan also speeded up, caught up and hooked Song Wan's neck.

Song Wan yelled out, and was soon drowned in the noisy supermarket.

He patted Ji Chennan's hand: "What are you doing!"

Ji Chennan: "If you don't run so fast, I will let you go."

Song Wan nodded quickly, embarrassed.

Ji Chennan leaned over and sniffed deeply at the little boss's neck.

The little boss blushed.

Song Wan picked out a shopping basket and came to the vegetable section. After walking around, she took some of everything, and the basket couldn't fit. Ji Chennan had to go to get a cart again, so it was logical that Ji Chennan was pushing it.

Among a group of aunts, Song Wan, who picks vegetables, is simply unconventional.

Ji Chennan put one hand in his pocket, and supported the shopping trolley with the other, with the expensive watch on his wrist exposed on his sleeve, as if he was on a sightseeing tour.

"I don't like carrots."

When Song Wan tried to throw a bag of carrots into the cart, Ji Chennan stopped him.

Song Wan: "I don't care if you like it or not."

Ji Chennan: "Didn't you cook it for me?"

Song Wan: "Can I make it for myself?!"

Ji Chennan: "Hey, it was in the store just now..."

Song Wan: "Shut up."

He has a deep understanding that a mistake will cause eternal hatred.

Ji Chennan: "Pfft."

Song Wan: "..."

In the end, under the influence of Ji Chennan, Song Wan bought some dishes that Ji Chennan liked but Song Wan didn't like.

When she came to the cashier, Song Wan was still picking and choosing: "So you like this kind of food."

"It's okay." The noise around him made my head ache, "I'll pay?"

Song Wan frowned: "No, I have money."

Ji Chennan looked around.They are at the end of the line, the people in front are queuing up, all looking forward, and the cashier concentrates on collecting money, skillfully and very quickly.Behind is the exclusive milk area. The milk crates are neatly arranged, and the gap in the middle is very crowded. Only a tally clerk stands aside and yawns.In short, no one watches them.

Ji Chennan remained calm, stretched out his hand to caress Song Wan's waist, and placed it on one side.

Song Wan was startled suddenly, her face turned pale instantly, and she moved forward to avoid it.

Ji Chennan rolled his lips, chasing after him relentlessly.

Song Wan desperately tried to get Ji Chennan to give up, but the more she picked and hit, the harder her hands became, like a tightly wrapped chain.

"You're crazy!" He lowered his voice, "This is outside!"

"I looked, but no one noticed."

Song Wan: "That can't be..."

Ji Chennan: "Thank you."

Song Wan: "What?"

"Thank you." Ji Chennan wrapped his arms around the other's waist, pressed his lips against his hair, and said in a low voice, "I haven't been to a supermarket or bought vegetables with anyone, and it feels quite warm."

Song Wan thought: "A pampered guy."

"Probably." Ji Chennan laughed, "You're right."

After carrying the big and small bags home, the time was 7:15.Song Wan was hungry, so she took the dishes and walked into the kitchen to start preparing.

Ji Chennan barely walked for a day, sweated, and walked directly to the bathroom to take a bath.

Song Wan was washing vegetables in the pool when she heard the faint sound of water running behind her, almost merging with the water in the pool, which made people upset.If you don't have the mind to wash vegetables, reduce the number of vegetables.When Song Wan started chopping vegetables, the water stopped and her heart jumped into her throat.

He was nervous, imagining what the man might do next, cutting the scallions into long and short pieces, and wishing to do what he wanted.

Ji Chennan had very few clothes left here, thinking that he could go to bed after dinner, so he only put on a pair of long trousers and came out.

The towel was poorly absorbent, and after wiping it for a long time, it didn't seem to be dry enough. It was shaken carelessly, and the short black hair was piled up on the eyes in a mess.Ji Chennan raised his eyes and saw Song Wan under the yellow light in the kitchen lowering his head to chop vegetables.The rice cooker next to the table is stuffy with rice, billowing white smoke, and can smell the smell of the rice itself.

He hesitated, and then walked slowly, as if approaching not just a person named Song Wan, but a family.

Very small home, but miraculously has everything inside.

Song Wan caught a glimpse of Ji Chennan approaching from the corner of his eye. The man was only wearing a pair of gray casual trousers, and they were dressed in a mess, revealing a section of the elastic band of his underwear, which was dark blue.Two sexy mermaid lines extend downwards, disappearing into the deep blue, dreaming.

As soon as Ji Chennan approached, the dampness and warmth from the bathroom came surging.He has used the same shower gel for nearly two months, but now he smells it from another person. It is very fragrant, and the fragrance is so fascinating.

The yellow light was dim, and it was a mess in front of her eyes. Song Wan felt that her brain was about to explode, and everything was short-circuited.

Ji Chennan leaned on Song Wan's shoulder, his ears buzzing with his voice.

"A different apron?" he said. "Not the one in the store."

The pink Hello Kitty apron exclusive to the small noodle shop.

Now this one is put on from the front and buttoned at the back, with a blue check pattern, Ji Chennan thought of the clothes he was wearing today.Perhaps in a hurry, the row of buttons on the back were not aligned, from the first button to the third button, leaving a piece in the middle.

Ji Chennan reached into the gap, and stroked it from bottom to top with his big hand.

Song Wan murmured, thinking too much and becoming sensitive.With a flick of Ji Chennan's, he immediately let him throw away his helmet and armor.

The little boss turned around, and Ji Chennan directly carried him onto the kitchen chopping board.

The small knife used for cutting vegetables was placed, but Song Wan didn't notice that it was pressed, and a small cut was made on the face of the hand, oozing tiny drops of blood.

With a hiss, Song Wan raised her hand.

"It's bleeding." Ji Chennan saw it, grabbed his hand, and pulled it to his lips.While licking and licking, Song Wan kept watching, her body trembled, and she frowned, feeling soreness and pain surged up along the wound.

Satisfied, Ji Chennan closed his eyes and kissed and sucked more attentively and devoutly.

The blood was gone long ago, and the patch was numb from being picked.

Song Wan struggled to withdraw her hand, fighting for the last bit of clarity: "You said..."

Ji Chennan couldn't get enough of it, he leaned closer, propped his hands on both sides, and Song Wan was enclosed in a closed area.

"I said... what?"

Heart pounding.

The heat in the hand burns the entire skin.The hoarse voice of a man had been heard in the past, soothing or seductive, of various kinds.Song Wan swallowed, her mouth was dry, and she unconsciously brushed the man's hair away from his eyes with her fingers.

The eyes covered by the hair were dark and deep, with a clear purpose, looking straight at him.

His heart was in a mess, he couldn't remember what the other party said.

The corners of the little boss' eyes were burning red.

A drop of water fell on the face of the hand and flowed crookedly away.Song Wan suddenly held Ji Chennan's face to prevent him from running away, and bumped into him fiercely and resolutely.His lips were slightly numb, and there was a sigh of relief in his heart.Ji Chennan hugged him with one hand and kissed him back.

The tip of the tongue intertwined, the bitterness of the blood passed over, stirring up the mouth full.

Song Wan closed her eyes tightly.

Come to an end, this delicate relationship.