Two pots of water

This kind of thing can be understood by oneself, and it is difficult for Jiang Chu to tell where the psychological satisfaction lies when helping another person.

In the beginning, it was Tan Zui who dragged him, and Jiang Chu's train of thought was cut off for a while like a switch.

He had never had such a weird experience since he was a child.

For a moment, he felt inexplicably that his hand was not his own, and it was Tan who didn't know where to pull it.

Gradually, he listened to Tan Zui's breathing rhythm, and a hot atmosphere rose in the air.

The heat diffused into the heart along the hot palm lines, and Jiang Chu felt a wonderful reaction similar to controlling Tan Zui's emotions.

He stared at Tan's darkest profile for a while, and tried to withdraw his arm, but Tan didn't let go.

This unreasonable reaction was like a small hand scratching Jiang Chu's throat, making his entire esophagus itchy.

"Puppy?" He didn't know why he yelled in a hoarse voice.

He flicked Tan Zui's ear, and rubbed it with the other hand: "Are you my puppy?"

Qin Zui went numb from the base of his ears to his heels. From this moment on, his reaction became almost out of control.

He raised his arms around Jiang Chu's neck, pressed his head down, and kissed him involuntarily.

The corner of Jiang Chu's mouth was bitten, and he frowned in pain, probably his skin was broken.

Tan Zui sucked on the small hole he made himself, sucking and kissing all the way to the back of Jiang Chu's ear, licking the hot root of his ear. (above the neck)

The numbness on Jiang Chutian's spirit cover swayed outwards in circles, he raised his head to breathe, Tan Zui bit his Adam's apple along his neck, held his vest and continued to press down. (above the neck)

"...fuck." Jiang Chu shivered violently, arched his back and grabbed the back of Tan Zui's head, trying to pull him away from his neck. (above the neck)

Qin most didn't follow him.

He scraped vigorously with the tip of his tongue, and bit his Adam's apple with his teeth.Jiang Chu closed his eyes abruptly, curling his five fingers tightly into his hair roots. (above the neck)

Finally having had enough of his mouth, Tan Zui let Jiang Chu's neck go, pulled him over and pushed him back to the head of the bed. (above the neck)

He buried his head in Jiang Chu's shoulder panting, tensed his waist, and pulled his hand back again. (above the neck)

For the second time in Jiang Chu's life, he rummaged through boxes and boxes to change bed sheets at one or two o'clock in the middle of the night.

The difference from the first time was that the last time it was because of the soot scattered on the bed, but this time it was all things that I didn't see.

He didn't have the nerve to talk too much, so he just rolled up the whole sheet, threw it into Tan Zui's arms, and asked him to stuff it into the washing machine.

Tan Zui washed his face by the way, and then returned to the bedroom. He took the sheet that Jiang Chu had just shaken off and threw it on the bed, and pushed him to the next bedroom with the pillow between them.

"I'll do it tomorrow, aren't you sleepy?" He rubbed Jiang Chu's stomach, rubbed his eyes against his shoulder twice.

Jiang Chu didn't bother to bother, he didn't even want to say anything, as soon as he hit the bed, he turned over wrapped in a quilt and ran towards the wall, just wanting to close his eyes.

Tan Zui supported Jiang Chu's neck and straightened the pillow for him, then pulled away the quilt and got in, stuck to Jiang Chu's back and hugged his waist tightly, and sighed firmly.

This sound was also what Jiang Chu wanted to sigh.

It was still snowing outside the window. After loosening up at midnight in winter, lying in the clean and tidy quilt, the skin-to-skin feeling was really good.

Jiang Chu casually squeezed Tan Zui's arm on his waist, letting his thoughts dangle like waves.

He doesn't think about anything else.

At least I don't want to think too much tonight, and I can't think too much.

"Brother." Tan Zui squeezed along with him, and the palm of his hand was also attached to Jiang Chu's body, and he stroked it repeatedly.

"Huh?" Jiang Chu lazily replied.

"Why are there so many?" Tan Zui covered him and rubbed him gently.

"Believe it or not if you beat me up again?" Jiang Chu moved his legs, his chest rose and fell slowly, and said with his eyes closed.

Qin Zui smiled and kissed his neck.

"Brother." After a while, Tan Zui called him again.

"Yes." Jiang Chu continued to agree with his eyes closed.

"Are you tired?" Tan Zui asked.

Jiang Chu paused, opened his eyes and turned around.

"What do you mean?" He looked at Tan Zui.

Tan Zui adjusted his arm, and fished Jiang Chu under the blanket to hold Jiang Chu's leg.

"Me." He said to Jiang Chu.

Jiang Chu and Tan Zui looked at each other for a while, then raised his hand to flick his face.

"Dogs are also afraid of being tired?" He smiled.

"I'm afraid you're tired." Tan Zui grabbed Jiang Chu's hand and pulled it back under the bed, wrapping it around his waist.

Jiang Chu didn't know why Tan Zui asked this suddenly, nor did he know what answer he wanted to hear.

It is estimated that his brain was not bright enough in the middle of the night, and he missed all the shots. He couldn't even think of the answer to Tan Zui's question, and he couldn't figure out what specific aspect Tan Zui was referring to.

It's unrealistic to say I'm not tired.

Sometimes Jiang Chu was really tired. For example, today he went to Jiang Liantian and his mother's house separately, until Tan Zui came back suddenly, he felt indescribably tired.

It's not that I'm tired now, but that I feel the most tired when I face them and think about the future.

Thinking of the shocks and quarrels they might have, and the unspeakable confessions, he felt like he was holding a mountain in his heart.

Sometimes Jiang Chu felt that he was simply the reincarnation of Yu Gong.

Unless two gods suddenly jumped down from the sky and opened up all the gates, otherwise he looked forward and backward, why would he feel helpless.

But he didn't want to tell Tan Zui about this tiredness.

If he could still speak half a year ago, he could teach Tan Zui a lesson from the standpoint of being a brother, and want to scold him for being sober.

Now he can't open his mouth anymore.

It's not that Jiang Chu really doesn't know what to do, he starts counting as long as he can remember, he has lived in good health for more than 20 years, and he will be thirty in two years.

I have never eaten pork and seen pigs running.

At the very beginning, no matter how shocked he was, he didn't want to admit it, and even after messing with Tan again and again, he couldn't lie to himself.

There is no other reason to explain the extent to which he is the most indulgent to Qin.

The identity of "brother" is also not acceptable.

Jiang Chu had thought very well at first, Tan Zui went to school, and as soon as the distance between the two opened up, those who should be sober would wake up separately.

As a result, during the six months of separation, he thought about Qin Zui every day.

Tan Zui was wrapped in the wind and snow and rushed in to hug him, so he could forget everything else.

What really made Jiang Chu tired was not Qin Zui, but Jiang Chu himself. It was the complicated situation between the two families.

Tell Tan Zui that he is tired, so what?

Let Tan Zui stop contacting him, cut off contact, and never even meet him in the future?

Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Chu felt even more irritable than facing two parents.

And he was not willing to let Tan Zui think about these messy things.

He likes Tan Zui's unrestrained energy, likes that Tan Zui doesn't care about anything but him, and only has his appearance in his eyes.

Tan Zui is his puppy, and his puppy should have no scruples in front of him, he's used to it.

The best way Jiang Chu can think of now is not to face it.

After all, Qin Zui is still young, and he is just a freshman now. When his life is really enriched in the future, he will really "sober". At least the two of them are still brothers, and their parents are still parents. Everyone's life will not have to endure turmoil. .

Jiang Chu just wanted to leave some room for change. The old monk hit the bell, and he could live a day.

"Who isn't tired, aren't you tired after going to school?" Jiang Chu was dangling with his mind, sleepy and unwilling to sleep.

He smelled the warm and refreshing breath on Tan Zui's body, and touched his back.

"That's not what I asked." Tan Zui's back tightened as soon as he touched it, and he pressed Jiang Chu's forehead and kissed his mouth again, kissing the small broken skin wound.

"Where are there so many questions in the middle of the night, I'm tired of asking you." Jiang Chu pinched his butt, slapped him again, turned over and faced the wall again.

"Sleep, you will be late tomorrow..." He yawned and pulled the quilt, "I have to go to work, don't talk to me."

Tan Zui didn't make any more noise, looked at the back of Jiang Chu's head for a while, and closed his eyes together around him.

Jiang Chu still didn't make it to work the next morning.

The night before was too much tossing, and Tan Zui came back suddenly, which made him excited and sexually aroused, his cerebral cortex was always active, and he didn't sleep well.

YouQi Tan Zui hugged him warmly, rubbing and stroking him from time to time.

Jiang Chumeng woke up several times, always thinking it was a dream, and spent the whole night in fragments.

When he finally settled down and fell asleep, and then opened his eyes, it was dawn.

Jiang Chu narrowed his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a while, and thought for a long time why the room was different from usual, and it took him a while to recover.

He was alone on the bed, and Qin didn't know why he went there.

He fumbled under the pillow twice, trying to check the time.

After touching for a long time, I didn't find the phone, and remembered that the phone was still in my bedroom.

No wonder I didn't even hear the alarm.

"Hey." Jiang Chu propped himself up on the bed and sat up, feeling as if his head had been beaten all night, and a little heavy.

He wasn't in a hurry, it looked like it was past ten o'clock.

There was Tan's favorite water on the bedside, Jiang Chu brought it over and poured it all in one gulp.

Just as he was about to get out of bed after putting the cup away, he paused, pulled up the quilt and looked down.

"Fuck!" Jiang Chu cursed at his bare parts.

Tan Zui is a mad dog, and he doesn't know when he stripped his underwear!

Jiang Chu was stretching out his hand to search under the blanket, and Tan Zui opened the door with a cigarette in his mouth and took a look.

"Wake up bro," he looked at Jiang Chu's frizzy head and wanted to laugh, "Are you hungry?"

"Where are my pants?" Jiang Chu stared at him.

"Hey, I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me." Tan Zui held the cigarette in his hand, raised his leg and stepped on the bed again, "Let me see."

"Get out," Jiang Chu opened his hand to grab the quilt, "Go and get me a pair of pants."

"No more." Tan Zui stuffed a cigarette into his mouth, sat on Jiang Chu's lap, and stuffed both hands into the quilt.

"Are you sick?" Jiang Chu was amused, and said goodbye to Tan Zui a few times half-truly, but Tan Zui still put his hand in.

He simply spread his hands and leaned back, squinted at Tan Zui, and flicked his chin with a smile: "Tell me the truth, Tan Zui, are you addicted to this?"

"For you?" Tan Zui also smiled, he still remembered that Jiang Chu asked him this question seriously two years ago.

"It's always been for you." He raised his eyes to stare at Jiang Chu, and moved his arms under the quilt twice.

"When did you start?" Jiang Chu leaned forward, trying to bend his legs, but Tan Zui couldn't lift them up even when he was sitting.

"Forget." Tan Zui leaned over and bit his ear, "It's 10:30, are you still going to the company?"

"Where will I go if you don't let go?" Jiang Chu's breathing changed with the rhythm of his chest, "I'll go in the afternoon."

"I called her, and I'm going to have dinner at night." Tan Zui pushed his numbness through the skin, "What time do you come back at night, should I wait for you or should I go directly?"

"Your mother?" Jiang Chu twitched his back and grabbed his hand suddenly.

Tan Zui said "hmm" and continued to kiss him behind the ears.

"What are you doing this afternoon?" Jiang Chu scratched the back of his neck.

"Let's take online classes." Tan was the most specific and didn't have any plans. He just got home, and now his mind is full of Jiang Chu.

"Come with me to the company?" Jiang Chu blurted out.

It was really a blurt, Jiang Chu himself couldn't figure out what to ask Tan Zui to do.

I just want to see Tan Zui anytime.

"Okay?" Tan Zui smiled.

"Anyway, you're bored at home, so you don't want to watch online classes." Jiang Chu couldn't hold back anymore, although the feeling of talking about business made him very uncomfortable, "I just passed by the company at night, so I don't have to worry about it." Come back to pick you up."

"Okay." Tan Zui grabbed him vigorously, and before Jiang Chu could react, he tore off the quilt on the ground.