The transfer boss was teased by the school grass

When Jian Shuai took the key to open the door of the dormitory, he found that his boyfriend didn't obediently stay on the bed.

I rolled my eyes in my heart, the dog, teasing me again!

After rolling his eyes, he began to feel distressed. Xia Yi'an was really tired, so he just fell asleep on the desk.

The overhead lights dazzled brightly.

Xia Yi'an, who is tireless and meticulous in his studies at all times, is now lying on the desk, with his head on one side resting on his arm, and his other hand is still resting on an open chemistry finale booklet.

The slender fingers were weakly bent on the pages of the book, and the white back of the hand with a few veins crawled under the direct light, becoming whiter and less blood-colored.

Jian Shuai gently closed the door, locked it with a "click", stretched out his hand to close the curtains newly installed by his boyfriend, and tiptoed to Xia Yi'an's side.

Jian Shuai lowered his eyes and stared at Xia Yi'an who was asleep for a long time.

Thin eyelids and a slender eyelashes hang down docilely, the high bridge of the nose looks stubborn, the pink lips look soft and sweet, and she breathes gently, as if even breathing is sweet.

I don't know if it's a dream or something hurts, Xia Yi'an frowned, his slender eyebrows slightly furrowed, wanting someone to help him dissolve the melancholy between his brows.

Not seeing enough, Jian Shuai simply moved the stool over, placed it lightly beside Xia Yi'an, and sat down.

Jian Shuai stretched out a finger, along the outline of Xia Yi'an's face, at a distance of one millimeter, sketching it vaguely.Even if I didn't touch him, there was a weak electric current in my fingertips, which was itchy and numb.

Xia Yi'an was lying in front of him, without doing anything, just making his heart itch.

Jian Shuai laughed at himself secretly, pulled the chair away, put it in front of Xia Yi'an, and bent down.

Because Xia Yi'an was lying with his head tilted, his arms squeezed half of his face, and his mouth was pouted, just in time for Jian Shuai to swallow him.

Jian Shuai pinched Xia Yi'an's chin, and tasted it in small bites, like sucking on a lollipop, wanting to chew it down in one bite, but also wanting the sweetness and softness in his mouth to last longer.

Xia Yi'an closed his eyes and laughed, stretched out his arms to wrap around Jian Shuai's waist, put him on his lap, and lightly pressed the back of Jian Shuai's head, "Have you seen enough?"

"you're awake?"

"I'm not awake, I'm dreaming!" Xia Yi'an's eyes were half-opened, and there was a trace of moisture at the end of the raised eyes.

Panting between his lips and teeth, Xia Yi'an reached out to touch Jian Shuai's T-shirt.

Jian Shuai still had a trace of god in his mind, and hurriedly tugged at the hem of his clothes, "Um...I didn't take a shower, it was all sweat...dirty..."

"See if you've been injured. What are you thinking?" When dealing with Jian Shuai, Xia Yi'an can always find a justified reason quickly and accurately, and tightly wraps this little deer in his arms.

There was a fiery impact in the body, and the source has not been found yet.

His chest rose and fell, and he was a little irritable, as if he was stopped one meter away from the finish line in the [-]-meter sprint.

Jian Shuai held back his anger.

Xia Yi'an tilted his head to look, but couldn't see clearly, so he stretched out his hand and pressed lightly, and heard a "hiss" from Jian Shuai's mouth.

"Lie on the bed, let me take a look." Xia Yi'an pushed Jian Shuai onto the bed and lifted up his clothes.

On Jian Shuai's right abdominal muscle, there was a red mark obviously hit by the edge of the table.

"Does it hurt?" Xia Yi'an stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, his soft fingertips felt a little cold.

"It doesn't hurt, it's nothing." Jian Shuai squeezed Xia Yi'an's hand and took it aside, "How delicate!"

"Then you hiss?" Xia Yi'an lowered his head, covered his lips with the soft tip of his tongue, Jian Shuai's whole body was stiff, his eyes were misty, there was nothing he could do except for the blush spreading to his face and the low moan suppressed in his throat no response.

Xia Yi'an's lips rested on his lower abdomen, and after playing with it for a while, he leaned forward and kissed Jian Shuai's face, "Salty, go take a bath!"

"Fuck!" Jian Shuai rolled over and lay down on the bed, huffing and puffing up.

Xia Yi'an looked at the back of Jian Shuai's head, stretched out his hands to rub his hair, and whispered in his ear, "When will you grow up, brother, I can't bear it anymore."

Jian Shuai gritted his molars, and felt that he had become a piece of plasticine in Xia Yi'an's hands, allowing him to rub it around.

This won't do, no, Jian Shuai must fight back.

Thinking of this, Jian Shuai writhed over like a small fish, blushing, "Hey, if I remember correctly, you're not even 18 years old, you're in such a hurry."

"I'm anxious when I see you, there's nothing I can do," Xia Yi'an pursed his lips and smiled, looking down, staring at the small tent under Jian Shuai, and covered it with his palm, "Who do you think is to blame?"

Jian Shuai grabbed Xia Yi'an's hand vigorously, but he held it tight, but he didn't pull it, "Xia Yi'an, get the fuck away!"

"Are you willing?"

"roll!"

"You are willing to part with me but I am not. Go to the shower room and I will wash it for you."

"Go away, don't fucking tease me!"

"I'm sorry, I'll hug him!" Xia Yi'an let go of Jian Shuai, bowed his head and kissed him.

"Um...fuck!" Jian Shuai could only hook Xia Yi'an's neck and close his eyes.

At the end, I did not forget to mutter, "I wash it myself."

The two tossed into the shower.

Xia Yi'an folded his arms and leaned against the door, looking at Jian Shuai who was standing awkwardly by the wall, the corner of his mouth twitched, "I've never seen anything on you, so shy."

After speaking, he walked in, reached out and turned on the switch of the shower, twisted it left and right to adjust the temperature, then turned around and asked Jian Shuai, "Do you like hotter or cooler?"

"Colder." Jian Shuai didn't move, watching the movements of Xia Yi'an's hands.

Xia Yi'an turned the switch a little to the right, "What's wrong? Do you want me to take it off for you?"

"Brother An, you have taken a shower, right?" Jian Shuai raised his eyes and said, "Go out, your clothes will get wet again later."

Xia Yi'an glanced at him, but said nothing.

The water from the shower was left for a while, and the shower room slowly filled with white mist.

Xia Yi'an stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, pulled Jian Shuai over again, grabbed his wrist and stretched his back under the water, "Is the temperature right?"

"Ouch." Jian Shuai yelled, there was a small blue bruise around the pinhole on the back of his hand, and it hurt a little when he was splashed with water.

"What?" Xia Yi'an saw the small dark red needle hole, the imprint left by the needle after the injection, "What happened to the hand? Did you get the injection? Just now?"

"Is the ambulance that Yunpan said is true? It was hit hard?" Xia Yi'an frowned at Jian Shuai, then pulled up his T-shirt again, and leaned closer to look at the red mark.

"It's not this..." Jian Shuai whispered.

"What is that? Just went for an injection, right?"

"I just... have a stomachache," Jian Shuai said, "I went to get some painkillers."

"Why didn't you tell me, and said your sister was looking for you." Xia Yi'an raised his hand and took off Jian Shuai's T-shirt, and threw it beside the bathroom cabinet, "Is it all right now? Does it still hurt?"

"Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore. Can't you tell if it hurts or not?"

"Hey... I can't see it," Xia Yi'an hooked the waist of Jian Shuai's trousers and pulled them down, knelt down to let him lift his feet, and threw the trousers over, "Some things can't be seen, and some things can be seen It is clear."

Xia Yi'an looked up at Jian Shuai's legs, stood up, stretched out two fingers and stroked his chin, "It doesn't matter where it hurts, I feel sorry for you wherever it hurts."

He kissed Jian Shuai on the cheek, "Lay down later and give you a massage."

"Brother An," Jian Shuai took a deep breath to calm himself down, "I think it's better when I first met you, how cold you were then!"

Xia Yi'an relaxed around Jian Shuai's arm, looked at Jian Shuai quietly, and waited for his next words.

"It's so cold that people don't dare to touch it, unlike now," Jian Shuai continued, "I'm afraid that you will kill me on the bed sooner or later."

Xia Yi'an chuckled, lowered his head and thought for a while, and asked, "I'll accompany you for a re-examination in a while, and check to see if your stomach is completely gone."

"Huh?" Jian Shuai expressed that he couldn't keep up with the change of the topic, with a dazed expression on his face.

"By the way, check your waist." Xia Yi'an pinched the tip of Jian Shuai's nose, "You are young, your waist is not good."

"roll!"

Xia Yi'an hugged Jian Shuai under the shower, and stood outside the water curtain by himself.

The water temperature is a bit cooler than normal, which is quite suitable.

The shower sprayed out crystal clear water lines, which irritated Jian Shuai's body, and then splashed away, producing small water flowers one after another.

He grabbed a bottle of shampoo, the mint-flavored shampoo that Jian Shuai ordered, squeezed a ball of light green liquid into the palm of his hand, evened it out with both hands, pressed it on Jian Shuai's hair, and rubbed it gently.

He inserted his fingertips into Jian Shuai's wet hair, and pulled at the roots.The white foam is rich and sticky between the fingers, with a delicate smoothness.

Push Jian Shuai in, "Close your eyes, wash your hair, the foam got into your eyes."

Jian Shuai obediently closed his eyes.

Xia Yi'an helped him smooth out his hair, and the white foam flowed along Jian Shuai's undulating muscle lines to his feet and washed away.

Then he pulled him out and started to apply body wash on his body.

Xia Yi'an asked Jian Shuai to close his eyes, and he kept closing them. He was really sleepy after closing them for a long time, and tilted his body to the side. He immediately regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and almost fell asleep standing up.

His hands roamed over Jian Shuai's body, carefully rubbing every inch of skin, wherever his fingers were, his eyes would look there.

"elder brother..."

"Ok?"

"Your clothes are wet."

"Ah."

A few streams of water jumped out from time to time, hitting Xia Yi'an's clothes, getting dizzy and wet, and almost sticking to his body, the dimples on his body became more obvious.

Xia Yi'an didn't care whether his clothes were wet or not, the touch of his skin hit his heart directly through his fingertips, and he felt a very subtle feeling in his heart.

There is a thin mist between the two, this person is standing in front of my eyes, but I seem to be in a dream.

Little by little touch, for fear of accidentally breaking the dream and returning to the lonely reality.

Time stops.

Jian Shuai pulled Xia Yi'an into his arms, and took off his soaked top and pants.

The two of them are so close that they can hug the real person as long as they stretch out their hands.

"Jane handsome."

"Well, Brother An!"

"Will you leave me?"

"Ah? No... Brother An, why do you ask that? Why did I leave?"

"Because I won't leave, I'll always be here until you don't need it."

"Brother An, what are you doing? Why are you talking about this?" Jian Shuai rubbed the tip of his nose against Xia Yi'an's, "I'm not going anywhere, I'll be where you are."

"What's wrong with you?" Jian Shuai held Xia Yi'an's face in his hands, "Besides, you are not a thing. I like you, and liking is not just about needing, it is much more than needing."

Xia Yi'an smiled, "I just feel a little unreal, I can't believe it."

"Really?" Jian Shuai came up to Xia Yi'an, stared into his eyes, smiled mischievously, squatted down in front of him, his hot lips ran down Xia Yi'an's abdomen, wrapping him warmly.

......

"Jian Shuai..." With both hands tightly clasped against the wall behind him, supporting his body that was about to melt, his hoarse trembling voice swayed back and forth in the sound of water rushing down from the shower.

......

"Is that so? Brother, is it true?" Jian Shuai wiped the corners of his lips and raised his head with a smirk.

Lie on Xia Yi'an's shoulder again, took his hand and put it around his waist, feeling each other's throbbing heartbeat, "Brother, I've seen all your looks... I like every look so much , where else do you think I can go?"

......

Panting for a moment, Xia Yi'an grabbed the large white bath towel hanging from the hook on the wall, wrapped Jian Shuai from head to toe, and carried him onto the bed.

Xia Yi'an tore off the bath towel, like a ribbon on a box that was in the way, and pressed it on the gift that was completely his own without hesitation, "It's yours."

The author has something to say: Happy Children’s Day, I hope everyone will always be as happy as children!

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