Correct posture of masochism [system]

Jiang Yu and Xu Yiming went to the 24-hour convenience store to buy toiletries, and the rest will be discussed tomorrow.

It was the same house, it hadn’t been lived in for a few months, but it was clean and tidy. There should be a special person responsible for cleaning it. Jiang Yu took off his shoes and stepped on the wooden floor in cotton socks. He took off his coat while walking.

Standing in the entrance, Xu Yiming frowned, staring at Jiang Yu's cotton socks, there were at least four thread ends, slightly fuzzy, and still bright red, he covered his forehead, "Take off your socks."

Jiang Yu didn't look back, he had already stepped on the stairs, he snorted lightly, "Don't take it off."

It's been less than 2 minutes since I came in, and it's the rhythm of arguing.

"Stand still." Xu Yiming went over and hugged Jiang Yu from behind, freed his hands to take off the cotton socks on his feet, carried him all the way to the bedroom and threw him on the bed, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

With a gloomy expression, Jiang Yu fell on the bed with his ass pouted. He turned over and heard the two thin lips of the person on the bed open and close before he could speak.

"Socks can only be worn in dark colors, with no lint, no fluff, no smell, no..." Xu Yiming stretched out his hand to grab the person who jumped up, "Where are you going?"

"Go back." Jiang Yu darkened his face and didn't look back.

With a wave of his arm, he was thrown on the bed again. Xu Yiming supported the bed and looked down condescendingly, "You like big red so much?"

"I like all bright colors." Jiang Yu raised his lips, his narrowed eyes were full of evil.

The tastes of the two seem to be diametrically opposed. It is impossible to live together in the rhythm of life, so they broke up early. Xu Yiming pursed the corners of his lips, as if making up his mind, "Pink."

This is his bottom line.

Jiang Yu's mouth twitched, and he gave a weird smile. The pair of big red socks were just a gift from the supermarket when he bought them over 180 yuan. He was trying to test them just now, but he didn't expect this person to really consider his feelings.

Considerable progress.

"Black." The corners of Jiang Yu's lips twitched slightly.

Xu Yiming thought he said that on purpose and lost his temper, "I should be able to accept pink."

"I can't accept it." Jiang Yu rolled his eyes, went to the closet opposite to get clothes, "What should I wear?"

What Jiang Yu said was the truth, but Xu Yiming thought he was accommodating him, he felt very strange in his heart, and something inexplicable appeared in his eyes.

It was early in the morning after taking a shower, the air conditioner was turned on, and the bedroom was very warm.

Jiang Yu was wearing Xu Yiming's pajamas, and the trousers were cut down. The two lay side by side, covered with the same quilt, and pillowed on the same pillow. Their breaths were full of each other's breath.

The people around me were wearing the scent of my usual shower gel, only a faint fragrance, it felt as if he was infected with his own scent, Xu Yiming couldn't sleep, wondering if he was in a hurry and wasn't ready yet Accept multiple people around the pillow.

The person in the bed suddenly pressed up, and there was a pain in his jaw. Xu Yiming turned on the bedside lamp, looked at the boy with messy hair, and stretched out his hand to press the curled hair tip, "What are you doing?"

"Don't talk when kissing." Jiang Yu lowered his head and said softly.Touching his lips, the tip of her tongue casually traced the shape of his lips.

Xu Yiming pinched his chin, "Where did you learn your skills?"

"You can teach yourself without a teacher." Jiang Yu chuckled, pressing his fingertips between the eyebrows of the man in front of him, along the bridge of his nose, lips, chin, and protruding Adam's apple, "Kissing is not just two tongues sticking out and around. Go around and swallow the other party's saliva, what's the problem."

The words were rough and reasonable, but the great artist Xu was speechless.

Jiang Yu grabbed his collar and leaned closer to him again, igniting the temperature on his body, and the place that should react was heated by friction.

The arrow was on the string and had to be fired, Xu Yiming leaned sideways on Jiang Yu's body, propped his arms on his sides, pushed his legs away with his knees, and pushed himself in even tighter.

I haven't seen you for several months, it seems that nothing has changed, and it seems to have changed again.

Jiang Yu moved up from under Xu Yiming, grabbed his shoulder with one hand and caressed him with the other.Touching his back, he teased, "I've been constipated for the past two days."

For a person who pays attention to feelings, those few words are too fatal, Xu Yiming almost withered, and his interest plummeted.

"Go to the hospital tomorrow."

Jiang Yu yawned, "Okay."

The bedroom was plunged into darkness, Jiang Yu turned his back and stared at the void, the task of this volume was to gain trust from Xu Yiming, with a very vague concept, he realized that he had made a big mistake and was tricked by word games.

"000, come out."

"Ding, one o'clock in the morning, the system is in hibernation."

"..."

Sure enough, you can't count on it. Jiang Yu's chest is tight. Could it be that one day he put his hand on Xu Yiming's neck in the middle of the night, and the other party was defenseless, so this is considered trust?

Or do you mean changing the passwords of private deposits and home safes to his birthday?

The arm was pushed suddenly, and Xu Yiming's disgusted voice was next to his ear, "Don't grind your teeth, make noise."

There are so many problems, Jiang Yu smiled, he was grinding on one side, the upper and lower rows of teeth touched, grinding back and forth, the creaking sound was especially clear in the quiet bedroom.

The next moment, Jiang Yu's face was full of black lines, childish.

Drowsy from sleep, Jiang Yu's arm was pushed again, and there was a voice next to his ear, "Don't snore."

Hold!There is no way to sleep.

Jiang Yu simply sat up, stroked the hair on his forehead violently, "What time is it?"

"It's almost two o'clock." Xu Yiming's pajamas were all in order, he turned on the light and looked at the alarm clock.

"Then what are you doing when you're not sleeping?" Jiang Yu's nostrils were almost smoking, and his eyebrows were filled with impatience, "I'm going to the bookstore at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Xu Yiming was helpless, he grew up so big, it was the first time he shared the bed with someone else, he felt uncomfortable all over, his mind was highly concentrated, and he was not used to the sound at all.

Seeing him lift the quilt, Xu Yiming raised his eyebrows, "Going back again? There is no car at this point."

"I'll go downstairs and sleep on the sofa." Jiang Yu said in a cold tone.

Xu Yiming dragged him back, pulled the quilt over him, and said, "Sleep."

The first night the two lived together was very restless. Either the quilt was missing or they hit each other with hands and feet.

At around six o'clock in the morning, Jiang Yu, who was restless in sleep, turned over, stretched out his hand to touch it, and missed it. His narrowed eyes opened slightly when he saw a small bag in the hand of the man sitting by the bed.

Jiang Yu's drowsiness disappeared, and his face turned cold instantly. His first reaction was that Xu Yiming took drugs. His body acted one step ahead of his brain, and rushed over to slap the small bag vigorously.

The raised powder splashed on his face and nose, Jiang Yu's chest rose and fell, and the fragrance of milk stuck to the tip of his nose, he stuck out his tongue to lick it, the haze between his brows was terrible.

Not going to bed early in the morning, licking milk powder furtively, crazy.

Xu Yiming shrugged his shoulders, pursed his lips and coughed to suppress the teasing smile, "I'm so nervous?"

Blue veins appeared on his forehead, Jiang Yu directly kicked him out of bed.