Has Bai Yueguang lost his horse today?

Zhou Shengran and Jian Jihuai went to the amusement park to play with bumper cars.

Two people book the venue.

In the beginning, Zhou Shengran was able to take the initiative to drive to meet Jian Jihuai and collide with each other. After a while, Zhou Shengran's car ran out of battery, and he could only let Jian Jihuai drive his bumper car to hit him.

Every time there was a collision, Zhou Shengran would shake along with the car because of the collision.The faster Jian Jihuai's bumper car hit, the more violent the car he was sitting in shook.

The car shook non-stop, and soon, Zhou Chengran felt as if he was motion sick, a little dizzy, and couldn't exert his strength.

Jian Jihuai noticed Zhou Chengran's strangeness, the bumper car stopped, and asked worriedly: "Of course? Are you uncomfortable? If it's really uncomfortable, we'll get off the car and stop playing."

Zhou Chengran shook his head: "Fortunately, isn't the fun of bumper cars just to collide with each other for excitement? My car doesn't have electric motors, and when you bump into it, it feels similar to a normal collision. It's quite exciting."

Jian Jihuai is still a little worried: "Okay, if you are really uncomfortable, don't force yourself, I can end this game at any time."

"Got it, hurry up and continue playing, don't waste time." Zhou Shengran said.

Jian Jihuai leaned out from the car, and kissed Zhou Shengran lightly: "Then I'll continue."

The two played bumper cars all afternoon, and at the end, each sweated and felt a little sticky.

After playing, Jian Jihuai picked up Zhou Shengran and walked to the bathroom.

Putting the person on the sink, Jian Jihuai turned around to fill the bathtub with water.

One leg of Zhou Shengran was bent, his heel stepped on the stage, the other leg was hanging weakly, his foot swayed slightly, his expression was lazy, his eyes were glued to Jian Jihuai's body.

He is sore and limp now, but he is in a good mood.

Probably because they were hugged together for too long, he was tainted with the smell of Jian Jihuai inside and out.

Being physically and mentally enriched at the same time brought him a sense of satisfaction.

The fly in the ointment is that not long after he played with the bumper car, he couldn't help crying.

However, Brother Jian seemed very satisfied with his reaction, coaxing and molesting him while playing with the bumper car.

Thinking of the details, Zhou Chengran felt inexplicably hot.

When Jian Jihuai came back after mixing the water, he found that his children were staring at him in a daze.

Jian Jihuai walked closer: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Chengran regained consciousness, looked at the boyfriend in front of him, and smiled: "Didn't Brother Jian say before that he didn't communicate in depth because he was afraid of delaying the trip? Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"It's just a few days' delay. It doesn't matter. We have several months at our disposal." Jian Jihuai said, looking around Zhou Shengran's face, and asked with concern, "How are you feeling now? What's wrong?" ?"

"I feel okay." Zhou Chengran paused, raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Brother Jian's worry that I won't be able to get out of bed is completely unnecessary."

Looking at the child whose eyes were still bright red, Jian Jihuai's Adam's apple rolled, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face: "Really?"

Zhou Shengran: "Of course it's true."

While speaking, he raised his foot to tease Jian Jihuai.

The fire is on.

"The kid is quite energetic." Jian Jihuai grabbed Zhou Shengran's troublesome foot.

"Just now I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to take it anymore, so I restrained myself a little bit." He played with Zhou Chengran's toes ambiguously with his fingers, and when he felt that Zhou Shengran wanted to retract his legs, he moved his hands to his ankles, and at the same time leaned forward, his face pressed against faces, almost kissing together, "How about doing it again?"

Seeing the undisguised burning desire in Jian Jihuai's eyes, Zhou Shengran's thick and slender eyelashes trembled slightly, pursed his lips, and nodded.

It was the time when the two of them were in a strong relationship, and he couldn't refuse Jian Jihuai's proposal.

Zhou Chengran couldn't hold it back, skinned a bit, and deliberately called Jian Jihuai "Old Gong" in a low voice.

I don't know if Jian Jihuai was stimulated by this title, just coaxed in a soft tone one second, and started to say some coquettish words that made people blush and heartbeat the next second.

Jumping repeatedly between being gentle and considerate and breaking the sky, switching freely.

Zhou Shengran's legs became weak due to the great contrast of Jian Jihuai.

I don't know how long it took, until Zhou Chengran's eyelids were fighting and he was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, Jian Jihuai stopped bullying, and licked away the tears from the corners of his eyes with extremely gentle kisses.

After the carnival, Zhou Sheng was so tired that he was so tired that he fell asleep unconsciously leaning against Jian Jihuai.

After cleaning, Jian Jihuai worked tirelessly to dry the sleeping child, dried his hair, fed him some water, and carried him back to the bed.

Even after falling asleep, the redness at the end of Zhou Shengran's eyes was still obvious, and his eyelashes were soaked with tears, sticking together, looking as if he had been bullied terribly.

Jian Jihuai sighed lightly.

He knew how much he had gone too far just now.

When Zhou Shengran was in a daze, his eyes were red, and the arrogance between his brows disappeared completely. His bright and sharp eyes were full of obvious moisture, and tears kept flowing out. He looked like he was being bullied so much. A fragile beauty that is not usually available, seductive and seductive.

They were already in a state of raging fire, but Zhou Shengran's appearance was like an accelerant, making the fire that was not easy to extinguish in the first place burn even more intensely.

When the kid wakes up, he has to apologize to him.

Making a decision in his heart, Jian Jihuai carefully helped Zhou Shengran apply the medicine, then put his arms around Zhou Shengran's waist, pulled the quilt over and hugged him to sleep together.

When Zhou Shengran woke up, it was already dark.

There was no light in the room, and it was dark and gloomy, which made Zhou Chengran, who was already in low spirits, feel more tired.

Zhou Shengran kept his eyes half open and remained motionless. When his consciousness became a little clearer and his body's perception recovered in all aspects, he realized that he and Jian Jihuai were face to face, hugging each other in an extremely intimate and ambiguous posture.

Both of them were naked, and their skin was touching each other, exchanging body temperature.

Very comfortable.

At the same time, Zhou Shengran also felt uncomfortable.

His eyes were sore, his throat was dry and sore, as if he was on fire. Besides, he felt that he had no energy in his whole body, and his whole body seemed to be falling apart.

"woke up?"

Jian Jihuai's voice suddenly sounded, and at the same time the bedside lamp was turned on, and the warm light shrouded it, adding a bit of warmth to the room.

Zhou Shengran nodded slightly.

Probably because he had been lying on his side for a long time, his body was a little numb on the side that was pressed, he was a little uncomfortable, and wanted to change his position, but he moved a little, and a burst of tearing pain hit him, making him twitch tone.

When Jian Jihuai heard it, she tightened her arms a little, kissed Zhou Shengran's lips, and said seriously: "I'm sorry, I didn't control the strength well in the bathroom, which hurt you."

Looking at the self-blame and concern in his lover's eyes, Zhou Chengran softened his heart and explained: "It's not in the bathroom."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his voice had completely changed, it was as hoarse as a different voice, his vocal cords were pulled when he spoke, and his whole throat hurt.

Jian Jihuai was a little confused: "Huh?"

"It was... the first time." Zhou Shengran explained in a low voice.

"Cough." Jian Jihuai felt a little uncomfortable, and coughed dryly, "...It's the first time for a novice driver to go on the road, so please forgive me, kid."

It was probably because of the integration of body and mind, Zhou Chengran smiled, and replied: "Just now is the limit of what I can accommodate, how much more does Brother Jian want me to [forgive]?"

Hearing Zhou Shengran's particularly emphatic words, Jian Jihuai was stunned for a second before realizing that what the child said was inclusion.

He scraped the bridge of Zhou Chengran's nose with his finger: "Where did you learn the swear words?"

"Of course I learned it from my boyfriend. Do you want to learn it? How about I introduce him to you and you guys get to know each other?" Zhou Shengran started to get angry again.

Jian Jihuai had nothing to do with him, and when he had laughed enough, he said helplessly: "It was uncomfortable at first, why didn't you tell me."

"Ah? At that time, there were other feelings mixed in, so the pain was not strong." Zhou Shengran said.

What he said was true. At that time, even his toes were covered with numbness, and the discomfort was not particularly strong. Now that he didn't have other sensations to distract him, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Jian Jihuai: "How do you feel now?"

Zhou Shengran stared at Jian Jihuai for a while: "I'm fine now, I'm not very uncomfortable, but I'm a little thirsty and my waist is sore."

Jian Jihuai raised his hand and rubbed Zhou Chengran's messy hair, then got up to fetch water.

After feeding the children and drinking water, he asked Zhou Shengran to sit in his arms, and massaged Zhou Shengran's waist with both hands.

Zhou Shengran was very comfortable after being massaged, and he felt drowsy again. When he was drowsy, his stomach gave out a series of fasting warnings.

"You're hungry. I've made the porridge, let's eat first." Jian Jihuai said, and helped Zhou Shengran find a set of clothes to change into.

Zhou Shengran slowed down a bit, and took the initiative to slap Jian Jihuai on the face: "My boyfriend is really caring."

Jian Jihuai chuckled, got off the bed and walked around.

Zhou Shengran: "?"

Jian Jihuai: "I will hug you."

"I'm not that delicate." Zhou Chengran said, his feet stepped on the floor, his legs gave way, and he fell down uncontrollably.

It seemed that Jian Jihuai had been prepared for a long time, and caught him steadily, so as to prevent him from sitting on the floor all of a sudden and suffering an indiscriminate disaster.

Jian Jihuai's muffled laugh sounded in his ears: "I told you that you couldn't get out of bed, and you're trying to be brave with me."

Zhou Shengran: "..."

My face hurts a bit.

Feeling the state of his body, Zhou Cheng resigned to his fate and buried his face in Jian Jihuai's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Then ask the culprit to take responsibility for me."

"En." Jian Jihuai responded, and hugged him firmly.

It wasn't until he got downstairs that Zhou Chengran noticed that there was an upholstered cushion on the originally bare chair.

It's quite comfortable to sit on.

Jian Jihuai went to the kitchen to serve porridge, one bowl for each person.

The minced meat porridge he stewed without oil is very light but delicious.

Zhou Shengran took a bite out of it with a spoon, and couldn't help but look at his lover sitting across from him.

Feeling the strong gaze, Jian Jihuai raised his head: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see you." Zhou Shengran said.

Jian Jihuai: "Pour porridge with me again?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Zhou Shengran remembered the similar conversation before.

At that time, they didn't pierce the window paper, they tested each other, and there was something in their words.

It's not the same now as it was then.

The smile on Zhou Chengran's face widened, he raised his eyebrows, and said confidently, "I won't serve porridge, I will look at my boyfriend openly."

After filling their stomachs, the two returned to the bedroom, lying side by side.

Although Zhou Shengran couldn't physically support the bumper car, fortunately, that wasn't the only thing they could do.

Jian Jihuai leaned against the head of the bed, let Zhou Shengran sit in his arms, rested his chin on Zhou Shengran's shoulder, at the same time wrapped his hands around him from behind, and played games with his mobile phone.

Zhou Shengran was lazy and didn't want to move, but he had slept enough during the day, and now he didn't really want to sleep, so he just watched his boyfriend play games to relieve boredom.

The room was very quiet, only the sound of the game sounded, but it was very warm and fulfilling.

Looking at it, Zhou Shengran's gaze fell on Jian Jihuai's hand.

Jian Jihuai's fingers are very beautiful, long and slender, with well-defined joints and neatly trimmed nails.

While staring at his hand in a daze, a Weibo push suddenly popped up on the phone screen.

Jian Jihuai quickly crossed out the pop-up window, Zhou Chengran only had time to glance away, and raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

On Weibo, there seems to be a good show to watch.

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