his back

07.

There are still no customers in the store today.

After spring, the temperature gradually warms up, and sometimes it is still hot to make noodles in a small cubicle.

Song Wan leaned on the counter with her head propped up. The drama she wanted to watch hadn't been updated today, and she was bored. She thought about closing the store early and going to the supermarket to buy something to eat.He hasn't gone to the supermarket to buy snacks for a long time, and he is very hungry.

At 6 o'clock, the peak time for people to eat, 10 minutes have passed since the last customer left. No one came, and that person did not show up. Boss Song was waiting so moldy that the soup cooked in the compartment was almost completely cold. .

When the time on the phone interface was updated, at 6:25, Song Wan made a decisive decision and began to organize and prepare to close the store.

It is always a joy to be able to go out and surf.

Song Wan took the key money and mobile phone, and walked out along the road after closing the store door.The shop he opened was remote, and after walking for a long time, when he came out of the alley, he instantly had the feeling of returning to the metropolis from the backcountry.

The street will not be as depressed as a small noodle shop, people come and go, and singing sounds come from every shop, mixed together noisily, with extraordinary enthusiasm.Song Wan has been disturbed by other things recently, and she hasn't been shopping well yet, so she doesn't know what new items have been added to the stores she frequents.

It's still early, and I'm not in a hurry to go to the supermarket.

Song Wan happily blended into the crowd and wandered around the street.

After shopping until eight o'clock in the evening, Song Wan walked into the supermarket contentedly carrying a bag of new clothes.There were still too many people in the supermarket, and the bright bald heads hung down, shining soft light on every face.

Song Wan pushed the shopping cart to the partition according to the previous taste. There was a young couple next to the shelf in front, stickyly choosing chocolates.When he saw it, he stopped for some reason, and his eyes couldn't help but stretched over there.

The young couple smiled sweetly, and the people around them turned a blind eye, as if acquiescing to this phenomenon happening naturally.Looking down, resting on their intertwined hands.Song Wan suddenly remembered that not long ago, under the darkness of night filled with fireworks, he had been interlocked like this before, and the warmth could not be dissipated.

I don't know when it will become so natural, without hiding.As soon as this weird idea popped up, the terrified Song Wan swallowed it.He curled his lips and retracted his wandering eyes.Song Wan angrily took down a box of strawberry-flavored biscuits from the shelf, threw them into the trolley and was about to leave, then remembered that the man seemed to have talked about eating matcha-flavored biscuits, took two steps back in displeasure, and reached out to grab the strawberry-flavored biscuit next to it. Matcha-flavored biscuits, thrown into the cart again.

The supermarket is very big, with two floors. Song Wan is a bit addicted to shopping. Facing the dazzling array of products, she is dazzled. She not only bought snacks, but also daily necessities and vegetables. She didn't bring out a few large bags until the supermarket was about to close.

The home is very close to the supermarket, Song Wan didn't plan to call a taxi, she thought it would save a little by spending so much.

The thing was too heavy, and I stumbled when I walked on it. The bag left red marks on my fingertips, which were numb.

Song Wan climbed up the stairs out of breath, the lights in the corridor turned on and off quickly.He paused for a moment, and was about to walk towards the floor leading to his home. His back was completely dark, but the light in front of him came on. Song Wan raised his head and saw Ji Chennan standing at the door, carrying a briefcase and wearing a coat and tie.

what--

The sensor light quickly dimmed, and the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.

So much so that Ji Chennan's appearance of being bathed in yellow light was deeply imprinted in his pupils, and his hair turned pale.

No wonder something was wrong today, Song Wan thought, it turned out that the scourge of Ji Chennan was missing.

"Song Wan?" The other party called out in surprise, walked down, went to his side and took the bag naturally, "It's so heavy." Ji Chennan laughed, "How many things did you buy?!"

Song Wan happened to find a relief, and stuffed all the white bags to the man. He blushed when he heard his teasing, and walked forward dissatisfied: "Why are you here?"

Ji Chennan followed behind: "I said I would get off work early today, but you didn't receive the text message?"

Song Wan murmured, "I didn't look at my phone."

"You're too busy, Boss Song." Ji Chennan continued to tease fearlessly, "By the way, we're on vacation tomorrow, let's go out and play."

"Huh?" Song Wan turned around in shock.

At this time, the disturbing light was turned on again, and when he saw Ji Chennan's smiling face under the light, he couldn't help but remind people of the cute little couple in the supermarket. The resemblance was inexplicable, really bad.

Ji Chennan's inadvertent words were like a huge bomb thrown head-on.

From the moment she entered the door, Song Wan began to think about where to go, walking around in a daze.

The perpetrator, Ji Chennan, didn't care. He took off his coat and tie, and sat on the sofa with his legs crossed.

He looked like a genuine male master.

The tangled figure of the little boss dangled in front of his eyes, Ji Chennan took a few glances, and his eyes began to wander.His Adam's apple moved, and he felt that it was too early, so he had to rummage through the bag next to him to distract himself.

One of the bags was actually full of snacks. Ji Chennan had already passed the age of eating snacks, but it was the best time to pass the time.He picked and picked, and unexpectedly found that he bought two bags of each snack, and one of the flavors was all matcha.

Ji Chennan tore open a bag of biscuits and asked, "Since when did you like matcha-flavored things so much?"

Boss Song is thin-skinned, and his heart is terrified when he is mentioned.In addition, the location has not been decided yet, so he played a petty temper to vent his anger: "Why are you rummaging through my things?"

Ji Chennan: "You're hungry, don't be angry, I'll buy you ten bags tomorrow."

Song Wan blinked: "You didn't eat?"

Ji Chennan waved his hand, telling him not to care.

Song Wan secretly clicked her tongue, feeling that Ji Chennan's ambiguous attitude was really annoying.

"Don't you have a home yourself? You have to run to my side. I don't have anything to eat for you."

Ji Chennan bit the biscuit loudly: "Isn't it? Besides, no one at home will warm my bed."

He deliberately controlled his tone of voice, leading people to run to the side of reverie that shouldn't be there.

warm bed?Song Wan's forehead felt hot, and she replied, "Use an electric blanket."

Ji Chennan: "..."

Ji Chennan: "Pfft."

Song Wan: "..."

Ji Chennan laughed: "My little boss, it's been a few months, who still uses electric blankets?"

Song Wan: "..."

Burning with rage, he walked over and snatched the biscuits, but was hugged by Ji Chennan, who had long been interested in him.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Song Wan, who was almost out of breath, broke away from Ji Chennan's arms and walked into the bathroom.

Ji Chennan, who acted as the leader, instead cheated on the bed because of his greed.

It's fine if he doesn't want to take a bath and doesn't like to be clean, but he also wants to drag Song Wan to the muddy water together.From the moment Song Wan entered the bathroom, she began to call names until the other party came out wearing a bathrobe and a towel, like a lazy cat called Chun.

Song Wan, who was used to it, ignored him, sat on the edge of the bed, connected the hair dryer to the plug, and prepared to dry her hair.

Ji Chennan wrapped the quilt around his waist, leaned over and hugged the little boss's waist, and also wrapped his hands inside, Song Wan couldn't move.

Song Wan: "..."

At night, what kind of demon are you?

"You, let go." Song Wan moved twice, speaking in a stumbling manner, "I want to blow my hair."

Water droplets came out of the undried hair, and dripped on Ji Chennan's forehead, winding and flowing along the outline, as if touching people's hearts.

Ji Chennan sniffed the scent of bath milk on Song Wan's back. The smell of milk, paired with the skin whitened by the light, made the man unconsciously think of some kind of food, and wanted to take a bite.

Maybe it's because the vision is too obvious - a hungry old wolf that can never get enough to eat and a thin white sheep that can't hold the chicken - Song Wan turned around restlessly.

Song Wan: "You... why..."

"It's okay, it's okay." Ji Chennan smiled and hugged Song Wan closer.

The little boss couldn't get rid of it, he was in a dilemma.

"The little ones serve the boss."

Ji Chennan laughed, and naturally took the hair dryer, turned on the switch, and helped Song Wan dry his hair.The hair dryer is set to the smallest setting, and the wind is very gentle. Ji Chennan fiddles with his fingers from time to time to make the hair dry easier.He was quite natural, with a serious face, but he made the little boss's heart flutter.

The man's fingers were warm, soft, and strong.

It reminded him a lot in a flash.

It has been a long time since anyone treated him like this. In my memory, I was still a child, in winter, when my parents were not divorced, and the family was happy.He was sitting on a small stool, and the tall and beautiful mother behind him was drying his hair with a hair dryer.It stands to reason that children with short hair, even if they get wet and put them outside for a while, they will dry out thoroughly.But his mother loves him, and is afraid that Xiao Songwan will catch a cold, and any slightest sign of it will be strangled to death in the cradle.

Song Wan almost forgot that she was once a happy child who was loved by her parents so much that she wouldn't even suffer any harm.

Fingers began to press lightly and heavily on the scalp, entangled with the hair and pulled it slowly, Song Wan frowned, Ji Chennan's technique was too ambiguous, which made him think uncontrollably - this happened so rarely and often, that Just a few hours ago, it just started.After that, he fell into a whirlpool for a long time.

vividly.

The light at the head of the bed is yellow, dim, and dyes the man's bare|exposed skin with a nice bronze color.His arms are stronger than his, and his body shows the characteristics of years of gym training.The bed was small, too small, narrow and cramped.So the man could only cling to him, press him, sweat dripped from his chin, merged with his body, and then evaporated by the hot temperature.

The man raised his leg and locked it hard.Not letting him hide, Song Wan shrank inward instinctively when a cold wind from nowhere invaded the open space behind him.Ji Chennan followed closely behind, using his body to block it completely, it was no longer cold, it was so hot that it seemed to annihilate his whole body.

"Song Wan." Ji Chennan leaned over suddenly and whispered in his ear.

Suddenly look back.

Song Wan: "What..."

The voice is hoarse in the throat.

Daydream is still showing off in his head.

Ji Chennan smiled, and the little boss's neck and shoulders were terribly red, not to mention his face, like a ripe and edible shrimp.The beautiful eyes were lowered, but he didn't dare to look at him when he wanted to. He glanced halfway, comparable to a thief who was caught stealing money.I really don't know what the other party's little head is thinking.

The man didn't say anything, and finally rubbed the boss's head with his hands, retracted it, and turned off the hair dryer.

The environment suddenly became quiet, only Song Wan's abnormal and somewhat rapid breathing could be heard.

Song Wan quickly covered her mouth, her face turned even redder.

Ji Chennan lifted the little boss's hand away with a smile, pressed his forehead and asked, "What's wrong?"

The eyelashes with just the right length are like a flickering and mischievous fan.

Song Wan shook her head stiffly.

Bad guy.

"That's right." The habitual elongated tone came out again, and Ji Chennan left Song Wan, "Since there's nothing else to do, go to bed early." The man blinked, "After all, I have to go out to play tomorrow."

He did it on purpose, Song Wan thought angrily, gnashing her back molars together.

However, the temperature that was too hot to melt could not be dissipated, and the excitement crept up to the apex of my heart quietly.

Song Wan was still sitting on the edge of the bed, watching Ji Chennan bent down to put the hair dryer back to its original place.He hadn't put on his clothes yet, even though he was wrapped in strips, as he moved, a large piece of his strong back and part of his groin were still exposed.

The little boss instantly wanted to stretch out his feet and kick him directly to the floor.

again--

I want to rush up and take a few bites of this most fascinating place.

Let others, as soon as they see it, know that he has someone.

The content was too intense, and the final result was that Song Wan, the little boss, didn't sleep all night.

When the day was thin and light, Song Wan turned around wearily, looked at Ji Chennan who was sleeping soundly and soundly, and gritted her back molars angrily again.