Abandoned house and technical house

Zhai Luyu swears to God, his personal hygiene habits are very good, and he is a very particular person.It's just that for the past three days, he went to work during the day and squatted downstairs under Fei Jiajun at night, so he might not be able to eat on time, let alone take a bath.

Fortunately, it is winter.

After listening to his explanation with a smile, Fei Jiajun reached out and touched his forehead, and said, "The fever should be gone, go take a bath."

"Then what I just said..." Zhai Luyu asked pitifully in a low voice.

"I'll tell you after I take a shower." Fei Jiajun pulled him up and pushed him to the bathroom.

"Then help me rub my back." Zhai Luyu supported the door frame with his hands, still struggling for the last time, turning his head to look at him blinking.

Fei Jiajun thought to himself that my house is a one-bedroom household, only about [-] square meters, and the bathroom is only so big. It is difficult for two big men to stand in and even turn around, and even rub their backs.

"Wash by yourself." Fei Jiajun turned on hot water for him and said, "I'll leave the clothes at the door for you."

Then, with a snap, the door closed.

Zhai Luyu stuck out his tongue while standing in the bathroom, then shivered and thought: It's so cold, why doesn't he even turn on the bathroom heater.

It's over, Jiajun must not like me anymore, he is going to drive me away.

Zhai Luyu frightened himself while washing. After three times of shower gel, his skin turned red.

Fei Jiajun can't be blamed for this matter. His bathroom heater has been broken for several years, and he doesn't bother to find someone to fix it. He usually takes a bath like this, even when it's a few degrees below zero. He's used to it. You must turn on the Yuba when you take a bath in the twelfth lunar month.

When Zhai Luyu came out wearing his clothes and trousers, Fei Jiajun was cooking noodles and couldn't leave. He looked up at him and said, "Go and dry your hair."

In Zhai Luyu's eyes, it was "Jiajun coldly urged himself to dry his hair and get out of here."

In an instant, Zhai Luyu's tears began to swirl in his eyes again. He sniffled to keep the tears from falling, threw himself on Fei Jiajun, hugged him from behind, and said with a choked voice, "Jiajun, don't rush I'll go, okay?"

Fei Jiajun held up the spatula with a puzzled expression on his face: "When am I going to drive you away?"

"You don't rub my back, and you don't give me a Yuba." Zhai Luyu buried his head in his shoulder with aggrieved voice, his voice was hoarse.

"My bath heater is broken, and I don't have the habit of rubbing my back." Fei Jiajun looked at the hands around his waist, the chilblains on them were red, sighed and thought it was time to change it.

Zhai Luyu sniffed, hugged him and refused to let go.

"Go, you're still sick." Fei Jiajun pushed his hand away, a little funny, "I'll get you something to eat, you're not hungry."

Zhai Luyu rubbed his stomach, thinking that he hadn't eaten since last night, so he was really hungry.

Fei Jiajun turned his back to him and couldn't help laughing silently.

To be honest, Zhai Luyu's bass and Northeast accent paired with such a wronged and coquettish whisper, there is a strange and cute contrast.

His Lulu is really cute.

"Let's eat." Fei Jiajun brought a bowl of noodles over.

Zhai Luyu's hair has just dried and is still a little frizzy. A small bunch of hair is sticking up at the back of his head. His bangs are sticking to his forehead obediently. His face is clean and his eyebrows are trimmed neatly. scent.Sitting at the dining table wearing his turtleneck sweater, he looked at Fei Jiajun and asked cautiously, "Then I just..."

"Let's talk after we finish eating." Fei Jiajun pulled away his chair, sat opposite him, and watched him eat.

Zhai Luyu immediately picked up his chopsticks and started eating noodles.

It's a very ordinary noodle soup with some vegetables and a poached egg.Zhai Luyu is hungry now, and with the addition of a love filter, he only thinks it is delicious and devours it hungrily.

Fei Jiajun smiled and said, "Eat slowly, don't choke."

"Hmm..." Zhai Luyu nodded vaguely with a mouthful of noodles in his mouth.

Fei Jiajun looked at his lips, which were stained with soup, glistening, with a sickly pale face, reached out to wipe the corners of his mouth, and asked, "How long have you been waiting downstairs?"

"Three nights." Zhai Luyu stopped his chopsticks and looked into his eyes.

"You...why don't you wear more?" Fei Jiajun felt a little distressed.

"I'm in a hurry, so I haven't been back these few days." Zhai Luyu lowered his head and whispered.

"You..." Fei Jiajun really wanted to say "You're an idiot", but looking at Zhai Luyu's little expression, he still couldn't bear it, and finally changed to "Hurry up and eat."

When Fei Jiajun was about to collect the bowl, Zhai Luyu grabbed his wrist and brought him into his arms. Fei Jiajun couldn't stand still, so he wobbled a few steps and straddled his lap.

"Lu Yu..."

"Call me Lulu." Zhai Luyu was a little dissatisfied with this title, and shook his waist.

"Okay, Lulu," Fei Jiajun struggled a bit, trying to get up, but the hand clasped around his waist became more and more forceful, so he could only pat the hand on his waist and said, "Let me get up first."

"Then you promise me first."

Fei Jiajun thought it was funny, and looked down at him. Zhai Luyu's eyes were a little nervous, and his voice was trembling, but he wanted to pretend to be domineering, biting his lip and looking at him steadily.

These eyes are so beautiful, so beautiful that he wants to kiss them directly.

Fei Jiajun swallowed his saliva and lowered his eyes, thinking that this is not okay, he is just an abandoned house, and Zhai Luyu should not stand beside Zhai Luyu.

"Jiajun, I'm serious, I like you, I really like you." Zhai Luyu was in a hurry, Fei Jiajun was close at hand, he really wanted to be more intimate with him, but he didn't dare.

He thought that he had made a mistake that night, and he didn't dare to take another wrong step, so he could only sniff his nose, rub his chin against his neck, and called out "Jiajun" one after another.

The crying in the voice became more and more intense, and Zhai Luyu kept sniffling to keep himself from crying. The more Fei Jiajun listened, the more sore he felt.

Lulu cried again.

I said I would never let Lulu cry again.

Fei Jiajun took a deep breath, and made a decision in his heart: go to the fucking abandoned house, I will never be an abandoned house again.

Then he helped Zhai Luyu's shoulder, brushed the corners of his eyes with slightly cool fingers, and said softly, "Don't cry anymore."

"Yeah." Zhai Luyu wanted to bite his lip, but suddenly froze, the tears in his eyes slipped down his cheeks uncontrollably.

Fei Jiajun was kissing him.His face was so close to him, so close that he could feel his breathing softly, could see his eyelashes trembling slightly, and could feel the warm temperature on his skin.

This kiss was not adulterated | lust, peaceful and a little shy, with comfort, as if telling him an affirmative answer.

When the two separated, Fei Jiajun wanted to stand up, but Zhai Luyu pulled him away stickily.

"What's wrong?" Fei Jiajun's ears were reddish, and he turned his face slightly.

"Are you agreeing to marry me?" Zhai Luyu said, kissing his earlobe.

"Well, marry." Although Fei Jiajun's ears were still red, he answered simply.

After hearing this, Zhai Luyu didn't bother to wipe away his tears, and called out "husband" softly, stroked his back, and leaned over to his cheek to kiss him carefully.

"Stop, stop first."

Feeling something was wrong, Fei Jiajun hurriedly called a stop, got up in a hurry, stepped back to collect the bowls and chopsticks: "Don't... just be careful, it's daytime."

He seemed to feel a dull pain in his ass again.

Zhai Luyu giggled, and grinningly asked behind him: "Jiajun, tell me, where did you go a few days ago?"

"Just go out and relax."

"you alone?"

"Ah."

Hearing that the room was quiet, Fei Jiajun smiled helplessly, and when he went in after washing the dishes, he saw Zhai Luyu holding up a plane ticket, and raised the corner of his mouth and asked him, "Going to Harbin?"

"Yes." Fei Jiajun drew the ticket, thinking: I should have thrown it away earlier.

"Those three days are not enough fun." Zhai Luyu said with his arms around his waist, "Next time I will take my husband to play, okay?"

"Let go first, don't rub..."

Fei Jiajun broke away from his hand, pretended to be angry, and said to him, "Sit down and don't move around."

"Okay, I won't move." Zhai Luyu was also afraid of scaring him again, so he sat down obediently, stretched out his hand to him and said, "Then my hand hurts, please apply the ointment again."

"Just apply the ointment." Fei Jiajun muttered, and took a cotton swab.

Zhai Luyu said "um", and when he approached, he leaned forward and kissed her.

"Stop kissing me all the time." Fei Jiajun touched his lips and said, "How old is he?"

"I just like to kiss you." Zhai Luyu said, and kissed again.

"Do you believe that I kicked you out?"

"If you drive me away, I will have nowhere to go."

"Aren't you renting a house?"

As soon as this remark came out, Zhai Luyu was stunned for a moment, thinking whether to return the house or not.

Of course, Zhai Luyu still had to leave, the New Year's Day holiday was coming to an end soon, and he had to go back to work, which was in Zhangjiang again, and the rented house was closer, so he went back to his nest the night before.

Before leaving, he hugged Fei Jiajun at the door for a long time before reluctantly leaving.

Fei Jiajun closed the door and suddenly felt a little empty, thinking that Zhai Luyu was also very busy at work, and if he wanted to meet in the future, he could only take advantage of weekends.

As a result, he quickly slapped himself in the face. At around nine o'clock the next night, Zhai Luyu stood at the door with two suitcases, a laptop and a travel bag on his back, and said bluntly, "Jiajun, the landlord has taken the house back." I have no place to live."

Fei Jiajun looked at his shining eyes, like a beautiful puppet cat, and suddenly wanted to laugh.