Correct posture of masochism [system]

As a result of eating too much milk powder, Xu Yiming was very excited at night, he hugged Jiang Yuting.After rubbing his waist for a long time, he took off Jiang Yu's soiled pajamas, and put his own on Jiang Yu's. When he wanted to rub again, he got up and went to the studio to draw.

After so much tossing, Jiang Yu didn't wake up, his sleepy eyelids were all glued together.

When he woke up in the morning, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and then froze for a moment. This kind of action has become a habit unconsciously.

Jiang Yu looked down at the pajamas on his body, rolled up the wide sleeves with the corners of his mouth twitching, touched the phone and opened it to read the news, the door was pushed open, and the man who came in had a trace of tiredness between his brows, and he just pressed on and did not move .

The smell of paint drilled into his nostrils, with a faint smell of tobacco, Jiang Yu grabbed his hair, "Go take a bath."

Xu Yiming didn't move, and made a vague sound, rubbing his bearded chin against Jiang Yu's neck.

"Go or not?" Jiang Yu kicked him.

Xu Yiming rubbed his forehead and got up to go to the bathroom. When he came back, he didn't even wipe his hair and continued to press on Jiang Yu.

"I'm not going to Mu Chen's place for the New Year." Jiang Yu brushed the man's wet hair away. Mu Chen didn't look for him after that reception, the homosexual hat was too heavy.

"Are you going home?"

Xu Yiming frowned slightly, "I won't return."

"Then you cook me tea eggs and chicken soup, and I want to eat rice noodles." Jiang Yu said that he couldn't refuse. The customs of his hometown are probably the only thing he has continued to this day.

Rolling into bed, Xu Yiming put his arms around Jiang Yu's waist, "No."

"Whether you buy it or make it yourself, I want to eat it in the morning of the first day of the new year." The tone became stronger.

Probably because no one has ever dared to speak to him like this before, Xu Yiming raised his eyes, feeling impatient for a moment, then lowered them again, leaving only helplessness, "Then make a reservation."

Jiang Yu looked at the ceiling, and then at the man beside him.

Xu Yiming is a hypocrite, even when he is on the verge of orgasm, he has a face of abstinence, giving people the illusion that reason and desire are derailed.

It was probably after a deep sleep that he showed a little real expression.

So what Jiang Yu does most often is to observe his face after he falls asleep, trying to find out the corresponding personality through a little habit form, Jiang Yu finds that he is going crazy.

Patting the man's face, Jiang Yu suddenly asked, "How much trust do you have in me?"

Sleep was disrupted, Xu Yiming frowned even tighter, and the expression on his face was also clearly angry.

Jiang Yu turned over and took the wallet next to the pillow, and took out the bank card to him, "This is all my savings."

The implication is, let me see your sincerity.

Opening his eyelids, Xu Yiming looked at him for a few seconds, as if he didn't quite understand what it takes to fall in love. Under Jiang Yu's slightly censored gaze, he got up and went to the wardrobe opposite. When he came back, he had an extra Passbook.

Jiang Yu glanced, but he didn't see the string of zeros behind, there were quite a lot anyway.

Xu Yiming's eyes on the side of the bed were slightly lowered. The boy just looked around casually and then looked away. He didn't pick up the connection, and he was not interested at all, let alone the shock and excitement he thought.

Is it because the number is too small?

A huge number can't attract a little attention, Xu Yiming pursed his lips meaningfully, if it was a disguise, it was too good to be pretending.

Jiang Yu waited and waited but did not hear the voice in his head reminding him that the main task was completed, so he squinted his eyes and stared at Xu Yiming, noticing that the aura emanating from him was not right, he raised his eyebrows, "You are very rich. "

The expression on your face and the curvature of your lips don't mean that. Xu Yiming twitched his lips as a response, expressing that he was in a bad mood.

"Sleeping or not?" It was not until seven o'clock, Jiang Yu shrank back, seeing that he hadn't moved, he stretched out his feet from under the quilt to rub against his pants.crotch.

Xu Yiming threw away the passbook and quickly got into bed.

In the next few days, Jiang Yu and Xu Yiming had a good time in the bookstore. When Jiang Yu heard 000's words "Congratulations on completing the side mission bookstore play five times", he shivered, tightened his grip, and talked to Xu Yiming. The name was sprayed together.

On New Year's Eve, Mu Chen called. Just like before, Jiang Yu refused. He said that as long as he was around, no one would have a good New Year. After hearing that sentence, Mu Chen didn't say anything, just sighed.

The chicken soup and tea eggs that Xu Yiming ordered at the hotel did not have rice noodles in M ​​City, so he searched the Internet and drove to the local area to buy them.

In the past, he was alone during the Chinese New Year, and he would go to the studio to fill his stomach. This year, he was not used to it. He stayed on the street for a long time and didn't know what to buy. He almost bought it after watching others buy it.

When he went back to park the car and took out the big and small bags from the trunk, he realized that he had bought a lot. When Jiang Yu saw the dumpling wrapper in his hand, the corner of his lips raised, "Do you know how to make dumplings?"

Xu Yiming shook his head, he only knows how to eat Chinese cabbage.

"Then why did you buy it back?" Jiang Yu walked over to have a look, and bought a lot.

I bought it when I saw other people buying it. Xu Yiming didn't say anything, but told him intuitively that if the young man found out, he would definitely be ridiculed mercilessly.

Jiang Yu stared at his face, then moved away, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Have you bought the minced meat?"

"Yes." Xu Yiming rummaged through the bag on the table, and pulled out the pork belly from it, a whole piece with a few hairs on it.

With a twitch in his temple, Jiang Yu waved his hand violently, "Quickly disappear from my sight."

Disappearing is impossible, Xu Yiming pulled out a Chinese cabbage from the bag, smiled charmingly, "Let's make dumplings."

Forget it, Jiang Yu paced back and forth with a headache, and finally went to the kitchen to chop meat with a cold face, the loud bang bang bang made Xu Yiming's neck shudder.

"Wash and chop the cabbage." Jiang Yu switched hands and continued chopping.

Xu Yiming rolled up his sleeves, hugged the Chinese cabbage and washed it under the faucet, when he heard ridicule in his ear, "How can you wash it if you don't open it?"

Squinting at the boy's side face, Xu Yi wiped off a bit of minced meat that jumped onto his face, "Children at this age are not as naughty as you."

"I said I'm only four years younger than you." After being alert, Jiang Yu raised his lips and chuckled, "Come here and let me kiss you."

Xu Yiming leaned closer and bowed his head, his lips softened, and he swallowed.Hold and suck.Suck for a while before letting go.

The process of adjusting the stuffing was relatively quick, and some seasonings were added. Jiang Yu made dumplings when he was very young, and now he almost forgot about it. He casually squeezed and pulled the dumpling wrappers together. The teasing is symmetrical.

The two of them worked on this for a whole morning, and slept all afternoon on the sofa tiredly hugging each other. They didn't even eat lunch, and when they woke up, they started posting Spring Festival couplets. This was also a strange experience for Xu Yiming.

The dumplings at night were not very successful, a lot of them fell apart, and there was a layer floating in the pot. Jiang Yu and Xu Yiming ate more than a dozen of them in the bowl, but they couldn't taste anything else, but they were all finished.

The dishwashing meeting happened to be the beginning of the party, Jiang Yu went to the kitchen and hugged Xu Yiming from behind, stretched out one hand to the front and spread out, "Red envelope."

Xu Yiming, who was washing the dishes, turned to look at Jiang Yu, his eyes seemed to say, is there such a thing as giving red envelopes in this world?

Jiang Yu smiled without saying a word, with a teasing look on his face.

Putting down the bowl, Xu Yiming went upstairs silently. When he came down, he came down with a stack of brand new red bills and a festive little red riding hood. He saw that others bought one, and he bought one too. The children at home should look good in it.

Putting the hat on the man's head that only reached his chin, Xu Yiming handed him a stack of red notes, with tenderness in his eyes, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year." Jiang Yu smoked from it.He took out a few and stuffed them into his collar, and smiled.

The hard banknotes brushed against his chest, bringing a subtle touch. Xu Yiming's eyes darkened, and he picked up the laughing boy and threw it on the sofa, and rushed towards him during the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala.

As soon as he took off his clothes, the banknotes fell to the ground. Jiang Yu lay on the banknotes, half-closed his eyes and looked at the man lying on top of him, and seemed to smile.