Double A sequelae

The roses in the yard were in full bloom, and among the clusters of flowers, a few unknown birds were chirping in circles.

Qi Jue was half lying on the bed with his head propped up on one hand, with a large expanse of skylight behind him.

Jian Fan didn't speak, and was stunned, fearing that he was hallucinating.After a while, he tentatively asked, "Qi Jue?"

"Well," Qi Jue said seriously, "It's me."

"Qi Jue," Jian Fan called again, "Brother Jue."

As Qi Jue said, he hugged the person in his arms and said, "It's me, it's me."

I hear you calling me.

So I'm back.

Hearing this sentence, the thread that had been supporting Jian Fan broke instantly in Qi Jue's voice, and it collapsed instantly after pretending to be tough these days.

He was actually very scared.

He was afraid that Qi Jue would never come back.

He was afraid that he would never see the radiant boy again, the boy whose shirt corner was blown up by the wind while riding a bicycle.

The teenager who filled his high school memories.

Until this moment, Jian Fan couldn't hold back anymore, buried his head on Qi Jue's neck, tears streaming down uncontrollably.

Jian Fan cried.

Feeling the wetness in his neck, Qi Jue tightened his arms and locked him in his arms.

He put his chin between Jian Fan's hair, trying to crush him, but he held it in his hand carefully like porcelain.

He can't remember clearly what happened during this period, but occasionally a blurry fragment flashed through his mind. Qi Jue was originally smart, and he knew what happened when he connected it.

Jian Fan's eyes were slightly red, as if he had been bullied to the core, Qi Jue looked at him, his heart seemed to be melted away, he pulled away slightly, and kissed his forehead without any ripples of thought, He said softly, "Brother Jue is back."

Jian Fan was not satisfied with this, as if he wanted to vent all these emotions, he raised his head and kissed Qi Jue's thin lips viciously.

To be precise, it should be biting on his lip.

The taste of blood instantly melted into the mouth.

Sensing Jian Fan's emotions, Qi Jue was just stunned for a moment and then turned back. He tentatively opened Jian Fan's lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, and finally attacked the city.

This is the taste he Xiao has thought about for a long time.

Elegant as snow lotus, but more addictive than poppy/chestnut.

His hand reached in from Jian Fan's loose T-shirt, and slid along the smooth jade-like back to the young man's thin shoulder blades.

Jian Fan's skin is thin, and the skin around his neck is slightly pink, and the smell of pheromones is stimulated to become more intense.

The whole room is soaked in the smell of rose and snow lotus.

This is a powerful kiss.

The two of them seemed to want to vent their thoughts and obsessions after not seeing each other for such a long time, so that when they got out of bed, their clothes were soaked.

Qi Jue rubbed the broken hair on Jian Fan's forehead, and raised his chin towards the bathroom, "Going to take a bath?"

Jian Fan's T-shirt was wrinkled by someone, and he must not be able to wear it anymore. He looked down at his clothes, frowned slightly, and gave a low "hmm".

Unexpectedly, someone didn't realize it, hugged him from behind, and slender hands slipped in from the front again.

Jian Fan's body is slender, and his skin is cold jade white. Now that his clothes are lifted up, he can clearly see the two mermaid lines on the boy's waist and abdomen, hidden between the loose sweatpants.

With the peculiar greenness of teenagers.

Very attractive.

Qi Jue rubbed his hands against this area, and finally smiled maliciously, and said softly: "At the same table, you seem to be tough."

Jian Fan turned his face sideways and squinted at him, "Qi Jue, can you show some face, what are you doing with your hands?"

"Why are you shameless?" Qi Jue didn't move his hands away, "Don't be embarrassed, in fact, I also—" He paused, moved a little closer, and then continued: "It's tough."

"Go away," Jian Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, "I'm going to take a bath, why do you still want to take a bath together?"

Qi Jue remembered a little bit of yesterday's scene, especially the way Jian Fan undressed him with his eyes closed, tsk, it's a pity that he can no longer enjoy that kind of treatment.

If I knew it earlier, I would install it for a while.

But he knew that he was not willing, he was not willing to let Jian Fan be sad for one more second.

"Okay," Qi Jue licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue and said, "I don't mind washing it together."

Jian Fan closed the bathroom door with a "bang", screwed the lock on the way, and said very coldly: "I don't mind."

If they wash together, I'm afraid they won't be able to get out of this room this morning.

Looking at the closed bathroom door, Qi Jue clicked his tongue slightly in disappointment.

……

When both of them took a shower and went out, Qi Le had already prepared breakfast, she put the milk on their respective tables, and said to Qi Jue in a coaxing tone: "Brother Qi, I have to drink the milk today. Jian Fan will also drink with you, please sit down quickly."

"Sister," Qi Jue said, "I will drink every drop."

Qi Le's hand froze, she raised her head in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Qi Jue yelled again: "Sister."

Qi Le finally came to his senses now, and cried and laughed while holding Qi Jue for a while, until that boy Song Yu came to knock on the door before he stabilized his emotions.

Song Yu has come every day since Qi Jue went missing last time. Although Qi Jue has been following Jian Fan and ignoring him, this does not affect his enthusiasm every day.

He firmly believes that as long as he persists, there is hope.

Brother Jue will always take care of him.

Finally, the sky paid off. Song Yu pushed open the door of Qi's house today. Qi Jue gave him a disgusted look, and said sarcastically, "Grandson, why did you come here? You've already finished breakfast."

Song Yugang didn't react at first, pointing at himself foolishly, and asked tentatively: "Brother Jue, are you talking to me?"

"Nonsense," Qi Jue said, "Is there a second grandson here?"

Song Yu glanced around and said in a daze, "No."

Then, belatedly, he ran up to Qi Le, tears almost filled his eyes, "Sister Le, did you hear that? Brother Jue finally paid attention to me, ahhhhh~"

Qi Le: "..."

Qi Jue: "..."

He stood alone there for a long while, and finally realized that something was wrong. He stared at Qi Jue and swept it from head to toe, "No, Brother Jue? You...you remember it?"

After holding back for a while, Jian Fan finally couldn't help it: "..."

silly.

Such a familiar recipe, this familiar tone.

It really was his brother Jue.

Brother Jue is back.

Song Yu's nose was bubbling from crying, and she rushed towards Qi Jue. Qi Jue put his hand on his forehead, not letting him approach her, and said with a look of disgust: "I know what you want to say, Let's eat first."

Song Yu was moved to tears again.

Look at his brother Jue, still remembering that he didn't eat breakfast.

Enough loyalty.

"No," Song Yu said again, "Didn't you say you finished breakfast?"

Qi Jue and Jian Fan sat down next to each other, he took a sip of milk slowly, and said lightly, "I'm lying to you."

"Oh, so you lied to me," Song Yu suddenly realized, sat down and took a sip of milk, turned his eyes around, and moved to Qi Jue's face again.

"Huh~" Song Yu looked down at Milk with some doubts, then looked at Qi Jue, "It's still not right, brother Jue, what's wrong with your mouth?"

As soon as these words fell, Qi Le suddenly raised his head, and took a closer look at the wound on the corner of Qi Jue's mouth.I didn't notice it just now, but now I see it.

Her eyes subtly turned around the two of them, revealing an expression that understood everything.

Finally, he looked at Song Yu again, sighed, and thought: Oh, this silly boy.

"Come on, Xiaoyu," Qi Le stuffed Song Yu with a hard-boiled egg, "Hurry up and eat to nourish your brain."

By the way, shut up.

Song Yu took the egg happily, and said thank you, Sister Le, but she still refused to stop, and then turned her gaze to Jian Fan: "Hey? Jian Fan, your mouth is also broken."

Jian Fan: "..."

Qi Le: "..."

He couldn't keep his mouth shut even when he was eating.

Qi Jue kicked Song Yu under the table, feeling ashamed to have such a small boy, he said bitterly: "I'm eating you, I shouldn't look at it."

Song Yu: ""

Um?What do you mean don't watch what you shouldn't?

He vaguely smelled an unusual smell in the air.

After a while, Song Yu suddenly realized that he stood up and looked at the two of them in disbelief, "I know what's going on."

He gloated and said, "There are mosquitos in your bedroom."