I teased my rich nemesis

In a coma, Ji Jue felt warm raindrops falling on his face, like a long-distance traveler who finally came to an oasis through the endless desert. — This only bit of warmth is what Ji Jue wants most in his subconscious mind.

But at this moment, Gu Huan's eyes widened suddenly, and he froze in place, his fingers propped beside Ji Jue's pillow subconsciously clenched into a ball.

Why, just fed water, but was dragged into a more illusory paradise.

While Ji Jue drank that bit of sugar water, he turned against the customer and sought for more, holding Gu Huan tightly in his arms, unable to move.

The white feather as soft as a cloud chased Gu Huan, making him powerless to resist—the string of reason in his mind, which had been tightly pressed against it, exploded.

Gu Huan involuntarily closed his eyes, from the chaotic passiveness at the beginning, to the gradual probing, and finally to the overlapping warmth.

Deep in it, people don't know what year it is.

"Boom!" The bowl in his hand fell to the carpet with a thud due to the trembling movement of the master. Gu Huan suddenly woke up from the "dream", annoyed that he was teased by Ji Jue who was unconscious. Nothing, frantically grabbing the pillow towel, about to leave Ji Jue.

However, Ji Jue seemed to be conscious, and eagerly chased after him again. In a coma, he didn't know the severity, and when he caught the clear spring that was about to disappear, he took a hard bite.

Hiss——The strong bloody smell immediately spread to Gu Huan's entire mouth. Gu Huan was in pain, and he straightened up suddenly, his clenched fingers had turned into the usual sharp claws, and he was about to swing towards Ji Jue.

However, when it reached mid-air, the sharp claws curled up quietly again.

Forget it, treat it as being bitten by a dog.

Gu Huan's eyes touched Ji Jue's bloodless face, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared instantly. He pursed his bitten mouth, and the palm/heart fell on Ji Jue's face with thunderous rain. , slowed down, squeezed Ji Jue's face and poked a few times as if to vent his anger.

Ji Jue frowned subconsciously, probably because he felt uncomfortable, and gently tilted his head to Gu Huan's side, without the precautions they had when they were alone for the first time.

Gu Huan felt a little guilty, quickly withdrew his hand, got up and was about to leave, but the moment he stood up, he saw the blood stains on the corner of Ji Jue's lips again.

Because of the high fever and dehydration, Ji Jue's thin lips that were not much blood red became more and more dry. In addition, the two of them didn't know the severity just now, and the scar that Ji Jue bit hard at night had already oozes a little red thread, and it split open. I took several sips.

And that cold breath mixed with some blood stains is still lingering wantonly on Gu Huan's lips at this moment, lingering for a long time.

Gu Huan closed his eyes, sighed in resignation for a while, and went out to change into a clean towel.He sat back on the edge of the bed, gently wiped off all the blood stains on Ji Jue's face, then dipped a cotton swab in warm water, and moistened his lips little by little.

While wiping, he looked at Ji Jue thoughtfully. As he got closer, Gu Huan discovered that the contours of Ji Jue's facial features were clearer than before after removing the glasses. His eyelashes were as long as feathers and fluttered like butterfly wings. When he went up, he felt the eyelashes clinging to him like small brushes, scratching his heart gently - it turned out that this man who was as indifferent as a glacier also had such docile moments.

The corners of Gu Huan's mouth couldn't help but twitched up, his eyes filled with tenderness that he didn't realize, he hummed a cheerful song, carefully tucked Ji Jue's quilt up, then got up and moved his hands.

The unfaded red marks are like a long and deep red rope, tightly encircling Gu Huan Zeng's wrist intertwined with Ji Jue's ten fingers, Gu Huan was slightly startled, he didn't realize the belated pain until now, and then he rubbed it indifferently. After clicking a few times indiscriminately, he began to pack his things.

Before going out, Gu Huan caught a glimpse of the props and handcuffs put aside, and paused.

On it, the blood that had dried up long ago and the cold material complement each other, the dark red of the silver, the cold and the warm, and finally turned into an auto-playing movie player, repeatedly displaying the scene in the sea of ​​fire in Gu Huan's mind.

Gu Huan pressed his aching heart for a long time before he slowly bent down, put it away, and put it on the last shelf of the bookcase—the drawer was narrow and delicate, empty, except for a beautiful watch box, and it Quietly next to each other.

In the second half of the night, the sound of the rain faded to nothing, and occasionally unknown insects and chirping moonlight came into the house, adding a bit of vividness to the night. Gu Huan lay in the next room, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

The next day, Gu Huan was awakened by a slight sound.

He pushed open the door, and found that the enemy who was so fragile the day before could be sent to the west with a slap had returned to his previous appearance of being beaten, and he didn't have the slightest posture of being a guest, so he "consciously" changed his Clean clothes, hair still damp.

Ji Jue slowly dipped a spoonful of peanut butter and spread the bread evenly. Seeing Gu Huan coming out, Ji Jue slightly raised his eyebrows: "Your refrigerator should work harder. It looks quite big, and there is nothing in it."

Tsk, look at this tone, I really regard myself as the master.

Gu Huan usually eats three meals a day in the company restaurant. The refrigerator at home is indeed a decoration. Hearing this, he went straight to the refrigerator, took out a carton of milk, poured it into a glass, and then threw it into the microwave to heat it.

Leaning lazily on the table, he looked around at Ji Jue's home clothes, which were obviously one size smaller, and gritted his teeth: "Does the clothes fit?"

Ji Jue rolled up the bread, took a bite, and said, "It doesn't fit—but it smells good."

He raised his eyes slightly, and lightly adjusted his glasses. Not only did his eyes fixed on Gu Huan's body lose the indifference of the past, but even his voice became a little tender: "It turns out that Young Master Gu likes the smell on my body."

Gu Huan froze when he was about to take the bread—what the hell, is this guy a dog nose?So shallow, how did you smell it? !

A few days ago, Gu Huan did plan to throw away the same perfume as Ji Jue, but when he was preparing to carry it out, his mind was caught by the door. Not only did he not throw it away, but he sprayed it a few times by mistake, wow!At that time, Gu Huan would never have imagined in his dreams that a few days later, he would take the initiative to bring his nemesis home, sleep in his bed, put on his clothes, and...fuck, actually snatch him away. Gone his first kiss.

If it weren't for the rival's poor health, the two of them lost their temper last night, and they would catch up with 419's rhythm every minute.

Gu Huan's lips were hot, and he was inexplicably poked into the center of his mind by this sentence, so he failed to refute Ji Jue immediately. It was not until the microwave oven made a "ding" that Gu Huan came back to his senses, took out the milk, and sat back in the dining room.

"I bought it wrong. Since you like it, I'll give it to you." Gu Huan raised his eyebrows lazily, took a sip of milk, and put on a casual tone.

Ji Jue leaned forward, wiped off the milk//stain on the corner of Gu Huan's lips with his fingertips, put it in his mouth very naturally, sucked it lightly, then raised his eyes to look at Gu Huan, and picked up another piece of freshly baked milk bread, and asked him, "Is there more sauce or less?"

Fuck, I have been teasing endlessly early in the morning!

Gu Huan's heart trembled because of Ji Jue's intimacy. The fire seemed to be ignited all at once. He took a deep breath, forcibly retrieved the three souls and six souls that were about to drift away, and poured the unfinished milk Push it to Ji Jue: "Want to drink? This is for you too - more sauce, no honey."

Ji Jue slightly raised his eyes, didn't move, but added another layer of peanut butter on the evenly spread bread, and then handed the rolled bread and milk to Gu Huan: "I just feel that the bread just now It tastes good."

As he spoke, he pursed his lower lip slightly, as if reminiscing and teasing.

Gu Huan's throat moved slightly, on the surface he pretended to be extremely calm, but in fact, when he took the bread, he couldn't help turning his head, quickly licked the corner of his lips, then picked up the glass again, and continued to drink milk.

Ji Jue didn't speak any more, leaned back in the chair gracefully, watched Gu Huan eat, his eyes followed his brows and eyes to the corner of his lips, and suddenly, his brows frowned slightly: "Your mouth——"

"Bitten by a dog."

Gu Huan's ears were hot, and he rushed to reply before Ji Jue could speak, lest Ji Jue would remember what happened last night if he continued.

Hearing this, Ji Jue's original three-point doubt instantly soared to seven or eight points. He stared at Gu Huan's lips tightly, and when he was about to continue asking him, a fierce and beautiful Alaska suddenly ran happily from the yard. Entering the living room, he stretched out his tongue wheezingly, and there was a noble and glamorous custom-made collar hanging around his neck.

It smelled Ji Jue's smell, immediately put up its ears vigilantly, and barked at Ji Jue, its raised limbs were already making a gesture to pounce on him, but the moment it was about to pounce on Ji Jue, it didn't know if it sensed the man With a dangerous breath, he stopped abruptly and shrank back to Gu Huan's side again.

"Ji, Jue." Ji Jue narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly read out the names on the collar that were different from his own.

Gu Huan pretended not to hear, and waited until he finished the last bite of bread before looking at Ji Jue, with an open and frank look: "Coincidence."

Ji Jue raised his eyebrows, and scanned Gu Huan's face carefully, as if there was some kind of invisible causal relationship drawn from Gu Huan's words just now and this dog. After a while, he smiled. , leaned closer to Gu Huan's ear: "So, did I bite it?"

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