Slag Gong Sweet Pet White Moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

Under Han's mother's continuous feeding, Ji Nanzhou sat on the sidelines and watched Han's father keep pulling Han Yu to drink and brag.

Father Han's drinking capacity is really not good, but he likes to drink a few sips when he is free.

In the end, Mother Han couldn't stand it anymore, so she dragged Father Han off the dining table, and asked Han Yu to take Nanzhou upstairs to rest early.

After Ji Nanzhou said good night to Han's mother, he followed Han Yu upstairs.

Upstairs, Han Yu's bedroom is very big, almost as large as the two-bedroom house in Ji Nanzhou last year.

Han Yu has a good capacity for alcohol, but after being downed cup after cup by his father, he feels a little tipsy now.

"Nanzhou..." The slightly drunk Han Yu directly pretended to be a drunk shrimp, leaned on Ji Nanzhou's body weakly, and stretched his hands under his clothes dishonestly, "Nanzhou, I miss you."

"Damn you or your brother!" Ji Nanzhou threw him on the sofa and straddled him.

"We both miss you," Han Yu hugged Ji Nanzhou's waist and let him stick close to himself. He buried his head in Ji Nanzhou's chest and took a deep breath of his smell, and said in a muffled voice, "very special Especially want..."

Perhaps under the paralysis of alcohol, his brain began to resurface those drinking nights before.

God knows how much he wanted to hug Ji Nanzhou like this now, but the reality is that he mercilessly prolongs every night infinitely, making him fall into the sea of ​​longing, and every time he thinks he will die soon At this happy moment, Wan Daoguang easily tore away his cowardice and forced him to face the world that he personally destroyed.

Repeatedly, he lived and died for countless days and nights, and the wound was repeatedly torn until he was numb.

It wasn't until now that he could clearly feel the throbbing and powerful chest beating beside his ear, that his already numb wound regained flesh and blood, and only then did he regain the sense of pain.

Even if he wants to be sober and painful, he must also clearly remember that he wants to step on the tip of the knife he buried, and with his own unbearable flesh and blood, to make atonement to the best Ji Nanzhou in the world.

"Brother Yu?" Ji Nanzhou felt that the cloth on his chest was hot and humid, and he quickly held Han Yu's face in his hands. He helped Han Yu enter the door and didn't have time to turn on the light. He only stepped on the lamp next to the sofa when he passed by the sofa. What will happen now? Only with the help of the weak light did he see that Han Yu's face was covered with tears.

Han Yu looked up at him obsessively, his eyes were still shining with water, and they slid down his cheeks into Ji Nanzhou's hands.

"Brother Yu, what's wrong with you?" Ji Nanzhou didn't know what was wrong with him, but he seldom saw Han Yu cry, so he couldn't help his worry and his eyes were red with him.

"Nanzhou...you hold me tighter." Han Yu said with a sob.

"Okay," Ji Nanzhou hugged him tightly, tears fell from his eyes into his hair, "I hug you tightly, are you better?"

no good.

Nanzhou, I can't get better.

I betrayed you, and I will never get better in this life.

"Well," Han Yu nodded in his arms, "it's better."

"What's wrong with you, does it hurt to drink?" Ji Nanzhou gently stroked his back with his hand.

"Well, a little bit." Han Yu hugged him tightly, and took another deep breath of his scent.

Ji Nanzhou let go of him, held Han Yu's face and kissed him on the lips, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Han Yu laughed suddenly, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eye, "It's still uncomfortable."

Ji Nanzhou bowed his head and kissed again, "What about now?"

"Uncomfortable." Han Yu kept smiling, but the tears in the corners of his eyes couldn't stop.

Ji Nanzhou was so distressed that he lowered his head and kissed Han Yu deeply.

Han Yu was immersed in Ji Nanzhou's kiss. Ji Nanzhou's kiss was very gentle, and Han Yu followed his rhythm without any haste, as if he was tasting the bitterness and sweetness of longing.

"Brother Yu..." Ji Nanzhou left Han Yu's lips and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Don't feel bad, shall we go take a bath?"

"Hold for a while, I'm a little dizzy now." Han Yu leaned back on the sofa, pulling Ji Nanzhou to lie on his chest.

"You almost hit Huanglong straight through your pants, are you still dizzy?" Ji Nanzhou wiped the tears on his face on Han Yu's clothes.

Ji Nanzhou has such a charm, one second can kick him into the quagmire of memories, and the next second he can be pulled into the gentle countryside of reality.

Han Yu laughed through his tears, and hugged Ji Nanzhou's waist tightly, "I'm dizzy, don't wait for a while, it will affect my performance later."

Hearing Han Yu laughing, Ji Nanzhou was relieved. Although he didn't know what happened to Han Yu just now, since Han Yu didn't want to say it, he didn't want to mention it again to make him sad.

"You mean to save enough energy to kill me later, don't you!" Ji Nanzhou raised his hand to touch Han Yu's earlobe, which was soft and cool, and very comfortable.

"How can I be willing?" Han Yu smiled, "At most, the kind that will let me carry you when you get out of bed tomorrow."

"Fuck! Shameless." Ji Nanzhou cursed with a smile.

Fortunately, his brother Yu can still be laughed at by him...

After Han Yu recovered from the grief, he carried Ji Nanzhou to the bathroom to take a bath. This was the fastest bath Han Yu gave Ji Nanzhou.

When Han Yu took the bath towel and wrapped it around Ji Nanzhou, Ji Nanzhou looked at him and smiled, "Brother Yu, you were sad for a while just now, and you haven't recovered yet."

"It's slowing down." Han Yu picked up another towel and wiped Ji Nanzhou's hair.

Ji Nanzhou put his arms around his waist, "Then why don't you do waist exercises with me?"

"Oh..." Han Yu smiled, "You don't think I'm really just giving you a bath honestly."

"Otherwise, what do you mean by hugging me out and wrapping me in a towel to wipe my hair?" Ji Nanzhou looked up at him slightly.

Han Yu leaned down and leaned into his ear and said, "Didn't you forget that I have a huge and soft bay window in my bedroom?"

"Fuck!" Ji Nanzhou patted him on the waist, "You're fucking good at looking for excitement."

After Han Yu dried Ji Nanzhou's body and dried his hair, he carried Ji Nanzhou to the spacious and soft bay window.

Just as Ji Nanzhou was about to close the curtains, Han Yu stopped him, "Why are you pulling the curtains?"

"I... Shouldn't we close the curtains before doing business?" Ji Nanzhou looked at him blankly.

"That layer of gauze is enough," Han Yu took out tools from the bedside table and placed them beside Ji Nanzhou, then half-kneeled next to Ji Nanzhou's legs, stretched out his hands to grab his ankles, and bent down on his insteps Kissed gently, "I want to take advantage of the moonlight to reward you."

Ji Nanzhou looked out of the window. Normally, on the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would not care much about whether the moon is round or flat tonight. However, today is a full moon, and a plate of silver moon is also stained behind the window screen. Very distant style.

He didn't know whether to complain about Han Yu's earthy love words, or to praise him for his romantic vulgarity.

Anyway, when he was enduring Han Yu's explosive waist, he could only feel Han Yu's ardent love for him.

This is enough…...

After all, Han Yu still couldn't bear to toss Ji Nanzhou so hard that he couldn't walk, but he could imagine the intensity of last night just by the black and blue marks on Ji Nanzhou's arm.

But Han Yu's father didn't understand, he pulled Ji Nanzhou's arm desperately to look carefully, and asked him anxiously, "Nanzhou, what's wrong with your arm, did you hit something?"

Ji Nanzhou raised his eyes and glanced at Han Yu, thinking that I didn't hit anything, it was your son who hit me.

It's so damn cool!

Mother Han, who was drinking tea by the sofa, almost sprayed her father Han's face with a sip of tea. After she coughed lightly twice, she slapped Father Han's hand away and grabbed Ji Nanzhou's wrist in her hand, "Let me see Ah, um...it's not a big deal, I'll just apply some ointment to you later."

Ji Nanzhou pursed his lips and did not speak.

When Han's mother got up and passed by Han Yu, she poked Han Yu's head hard with one finger, as if she wanted to poke a hole in his head.

Right after his mother left, Han Yu quickly moved to Ji Nanzhou's side, leaned on him and sighed, "Oh, it's unreasonable, I have no status at home."

"What status do you want!" Mother Han didn't forget to complain to him when she was rummaging through boxes and cabinets, "You want status in heaven."

"I'm not going to heaven," Han Yu whispered into Ji Nanzhou's ear, "I'm going to Nanzhou."

"Get lost." Ji Nanzhou nudged him lightly with his elbow.

Ji Nanzhou had dinner at Han Yu's house and sat for a while before returning home. He had a final exam on Monday. Although he usually worked hard in class, it was necessary to go back and review his homework, because he had a lot of ups and downs with Han Yu recently. Too often.

I always feel that my brain is almost turned into glutinous rice balls by Han Yu's paste.

It was past ten o'clock when Han Yu followed Ji Nanzhou back to his house, Ji's father should have gone to bed long ago, Eggy still wagged his tail to greet them when they came back.

Ji Nanzhou patted it on the head and let it continue to sleep.

After they both washed up, they went straight to sleep without any further fuss.

When Ji Nanzhou woke up the next day, Han Yu beside him had long since disappeared.

Pulling on his slippers, Ji Nanzhou walked into the living room and saw his father and Han Yu were already sitting at the dining table making breakfast.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Ji Nanzhou walked behind Han Yu and rubbed his ears.

"Don't want you to sleep longer?" Han Yu patted his butt with his hands behind his back, "Go and brush your teeth and come over to eat."

"Yeah." Ji Nanzhou nodded and went to the bathroom.

"Why didn't you two stay at your house for two more days?" Ji's father asked while stirring the porridge in the bowl.

"Nanzhou said that the exam will be held tomorrow." Han Yu picked off the yolk from the peeled tea eggs and put them in Ji Nanzhou's bowl, "so he has to come back today to review."

"Oh," Ji's father watched Han Yu put the egg yolk that Ji Nanzhou didn't like in his bowl, and nodded slightly, "Then you come back with him, won't it affect his review?"

"Uncle Ji!" Han Yu looked at him with a smile, "I found that you have a deep opinion of me, how could I affect his review."

"Then who knows, ask yourself." Ji's father shrugged his shoulders.

Han Yu smiled and said nothing.

After Ji Nanzhou came out of the bathroom, he patted Han Yu's shoulder and sat down beside him, "It's okay, this king is not enough to confuse you, a little elf."

"I'll beat you, believe it or not," Han Yu hit the back of his hand with chopsticks, "You are the little fairy."

"Well, I'm your little fairy." Ji Nanzhou whispered in his ear.

"Why don't you two send me to a nursing home!" Ji's father said without raising his head while drinking the porridge.

These two people are simply invisible! ! !

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Uh...no update tomorrow~

The day after tomorrow thick and long ending~

Comparing my heart~ Meme~