The design director skipped work

Wu Zheng struggled and remembered.

But Jiang Heng pressed him, and the bathtub was wet and slippery, so he was pushed back directly.

Hot water seeped in through the clothes, and the soft fabric became uncomfortable in the water, rubbing against the skin like itching.

Jiang Heng held Wu Zheng with one hand, and put the other on his shoulder, making Wu Zheng a little short of breath.

The only time to refuse is at this time.But Wu Zheng didn't say anything.

Jiang Heng straddled Wu Zheng's side and knelt down, leaned forward and kissed him, the feeling of meeting his lips and teeth was like swaying water surrounding his body.The water level gradually rose, and the ethereal buoyancy made Wu Zheng not lie very solidly. This feeling was like floating on clouds.

The clothes are tightly attached to the body because they are wet, and they are also tightly attached to each other, forming a tighter entanglement than usual, which is very strange and trance.

Jiang Heng's fingers ran from the corner of Wu Zheng's lips to his chin, and finally landed on the collarbone along his neck, outlining a dripping water mark. This water mark seemed to be the essence of his gaze. Jiang Heng's gaze was like the water in the bathtub at the moment. There is a savage tension hidden in the tenderness, which can wrap and swallow Wu Zheng at any time.

Jiang Heng pressed his fingers slightly on the side of Wu Zheng's neck, and the feeling of being pressed made Wu Zheng subconsciously raise his head.

Jiang Heng's teeth gritted against the skin of Wu Zheng's neck, making it a little painful.Rubbing a little bit, it seems that the soul has been sucked away.

The light in the bathroom overhead scatters a golden and white cross flower, like those brilliant and illusory stars when adding special effects to the painting.Wu Zheng always felt that those flashing golden lights were too exaggerated, but at this moment he realized that everything was not fake.

The reason why it feels fake is just because I have never witnessed it.

I have never appreciated or felt the most confusing climb and the most extreme happiness in the world.

Jiang Heng kissed him, and he catered to him, lifting his body to meet Jiang Heng's touch, more and more water was put in the bathtub, and the water temperature was a little high, very hot.

Heat is a kind of stimulation, which can make people tremble all over and make people feel uncontrollable.

When the hot water flowed over Wu Zheng's shoulders, he shivered fiercely.

"Is it a little tight?" Jiang Heng gently tugged on Wu Zheng's collar.

Wu Zheng's gaze turned to Jiang Heng. Jiang Heng had been in his field of vision just now, but it was strange that his eyes had to be focused to see clearly. He seemed to be flying. His thoughts, feelings, and everything were out of his control.

Those eyes now reflect what Jiang Heng saw. The blurred shadow of the black frosted bathtub became the background color of his pupils, dyeing these eyes deeper, and the thick black was like a whirlpool. He untied the collar lightly with his fingers button, dragging Wu Zheng to fall at an accelerated rate.

It might have felt tight just now, but not now.

"Too...sudden." Wu Zheng said intermittently, instinctively clasped his arms tightly, and curled up slightly.

Messy kisses were planted inch by inch, densely covering every corner that could be touched, burning/burning his soul hotly.

Breathing is disrupted by touches of superficial touches again and again, and words are twisted to pieces by the lingering of the tongue/tip.

"Don't...I...no..." Wu Zheng's language ability has probably returned to one year old now, and he barely speaks vague words.

Jiang Heng may not understand what he means, and it is more likely that he understands and pretends not to understand.Wu Zheng's hand occasionally touched his back, and he couldn't tell which was hotter, the water or him.

Wu Zheng struggled to reach out. There were some bath salts on the shelf at the back of the bathtub. Thick bubbles would appear when added to the water. Since he couldn’t stop now and he didn’t want to stop, at least this thing could still cover him .

"I'll do it." Jiang Heng took the bottle in his hand and poured some into his hand.

Just as Wu Zheng wanted to say that it would be good to just pour it into the water, Jiang Heng calmly rubbed the bath salt on Wu Zheng's body little by little.

!

The texture of bath salts is like rough salt grains, and it will hurt a little when rubbed on the body, but under the blessing of hot water and palm temperature, this pain becomes a stimulating experience.

Wu Zheng couldn't even catch his breath. He was surrounded by a feeling he had never felt before. Seeing the white and dense foam rising on the water, he reached out and grabbed a ball, and wiped it on Jiang Heng's face.

Jiang Heng froze for a moment, then smiled and brushed off the foam on his face, and then tapped it on Wu Zheng's face. Wu Zheng wanted to move again, but Jiang Heng picked up another pinch of foam and stroked it down his shoulder .

Wu Zheng was like a tamed cat in an instant, unable to move anymore.

He had never been so relaxed before, and he had never been so excited before.

The water in the constant temperature bathtub has been kept at a slightly hot temperature. Wu Zheng's skin was slightly reddened. He couldn't tell whether it was because of the heat or something else. The hot water made his muscles relax, and the soft and thick foam piled up on his shoulders and neck. , Itchy, he subconsciously hugged Jiang Heng tightly.

When Jiang Heng stretched his arms and took out a translucent orange bottle and a small square box from the small cabinet next to the bathtub, Wu Zheng's lazily half-closed eyes suddenly widened.

"...Where did you get these things?" Wu Zheng asked with a trembling voice.

"Guess." Jiang Heng whispered.

The water wave went from calm to rippling.

Emotions range from pain to joy.

Wu Zheng closed his eyes, as if playing a symphony in his mind.To the sound of the music, he walked up the spiral stairs barefoot, and the sweet vines wound around him.

He fell into the sea, the waves shook and trembled, and he was tossed and tossed in it. The waves seemed to have substance, which made him sting at first, but soon dissipated into endless murmurs with the waves.

The sea water has a scorching heat that penetrates the body, which is even hotter than the water temperature around the body.

He fell into the clouds, and the clouds entangled with him, becoming one. He was wrapped in the slippery clouds and climbed to the sky, from body to soul, almost collapsed.

He reached out to grab the untouchable cloud, and the cloud hugged him tightly.Fell into the void together, fascinated in the void.

In the end, everything falls into the eternal day, which is shining with dazzling white light.

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"Is it better?" Jiang Heng asked.

Wu Zheng was exhausted and shook his head, feeling that he wished he could turn into a puddle of mud at the bottom of the bathtub.

The actual situation is almost the same, now it's as if the tendons in the arms and legs have been picked, and the whole body is numb, with the aftertaste of just now remaining.Fortunately, there was water in the bathtub, so he wouldn't fall heavily to the bottom of the tank, and he didn't feel too uncomfortable for the time being.

Jiang Heng straightened up: "Shall I help you rush?"

Wu Zheng shook his head weakly again, now he can't do anything other than shaking his head, he doesn't even have the strength to open his mouth to speak.

"Can you take it easy?" Jiang Heng asked, looking at his expression.

Wu Zheng nodded. He wanted to wave Jiang Heng out of the bathtub, but he couldn't lift his hand.

The whole person feels as if he has been made into a bone-destroying chicken. Jiang Heng has to carry half of this pot and put the other half in the bathtub. If you don’t do it, you don’t know.

Wu Zheng was quite excited just now, but he didn't feel much. Now he felt carefully, his back seemed to be run over by caterpillars.

Jiang Heng then stood up, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and ran to the guest bathroom to take a shower with his slippers on.Wu Zheng continued to lie in the bathtub, his consciousness was fuzzy, he turned his eyes to look at the sink, and saw those brushes at a glance, Wu Zheng remembered, oh, we came to the bathroom to wash the brushes.

The unfolding of Shabi turning itself into a pen holder is really unexpected.

He lay in the bathtub for a while, and now he sincerely felt that buying a constant temperature bathtub was the right choice.After the extreme catharsis, he was extremely tired. Wu Zheng is not a person who is keen on sports. He is thinner than a little thin. This level of physical exertion is a bit too much for him. Now he has no strength in his body, and also Sleepy.

At this time, the bathroom door clicked, and Jiang Heng walked in wearing cotton pajamas, dragging a chair and holding a few oranges in his hand.

Then he put the chair over the edge of the bathtub, sat down unceremoniously, and began to peel the orange.

Wu Zheng: "..."

"Is this performance art?" Wu Zheng asked feebly.

"This is aftercare." Jiang Heng said as he peeled off the orange petals and handed them to Wu Zheng's mouth.

Wu Zheng was vicious in his heart, and he ate the orange softly: "As long as I have a little strength now, I can push you headfirst into this vat."

"Thanks to my brave performance just now, which saved me a chance." Jiang Heng said.

Wu Zheng: "..."

He never expected that he would understand what "strength is the last word" in such a situation. Thinking about it, if it was him who was in better health, now it was Jiang Heng lying in the bathtub, he could not only mock him, but also Peel the orange and eat it by yourself and let him watch.

It's a pity that the facts are not as good as Wu Zheng's wishes. He is the poor little boy who is huddled in the bathtub half dead and waiting to be taken care of.

"I boiled water for you and left it to dry." Jiang Heng said happily, "You need to drink some later. If you soak in the bathtub for a long time, you will become dehydrated."

Speaking of which, Jiang Heng fed some oranges to Wu Zheng, then leaned over and kissed him on the forehead: "Thanks for your hard work."

Wu Zheng's resentment just now dissipated with this light kiss, and his ears turned red again disappointingly.

"Are you going to stay here and watch?" Wu Zheng asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Heng nodded, "I'm afraid you'll choke on the water if you fall asleep, and when you fall asleep, I'll wipe you clean and carry you out."

A simple sentence is too graphic, and then it evokes associations with some scenes just now, and soon Wu Zhenghong has more than just ears.

"How about... I'll help you now?" Jiang Heng studied Wu Zheng's expression and asked tentatively.

Wu Zheng bit his lips, struggled for a while, and nodded slightly.

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Heng wrapped Wu Zheng, who was clean, with a big bath towel, and his tired body was opened and touched again. Even though Jiang Heng just scrubbed him seriously, Wu Zheng still felt hysterical.

Jiang Heng held Wu Zheng in his arms and kissed the corners of his red eyes.Tiredness and satisfaction filled his body, he never thought that something would happen so unexpectedly with Wu Zheng, but he felt that everything was so logical.

This is long overdue.

"What Christmas gift do you want?" Jiang Heng said.

"...Huh?" Wu Zheng asked angrily.

Jiang Heng smiled, and touched the tip of Wu Zheng's nose with the tip of his nose: "Christmas is here early."

The author has something to say: The summary of the previous situation, the two agreed to do things on Christmas Eve, so Jiang Jiang would say so~