Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

"Why do you..." Ding Mu opened his mouth, and the sound he spit out made him startled.

"Are you awake?" The man who held her in his arms immediately opened his eyes, looking like he had woken up a long time ago but was not lustful.

He kissed the young man's cheek and asked, "Are you still sleepy?"

Ding Mu shook his head, as if he couldn't turn his head around, and asked, "What time is it?"

I cried a lot last night and my throat hurts.

he thought blankly.

"56:[-], are you hungry?" Guan Yi kissed the hair on the top of the young man's head, and then pressed his lips on the other's forehead.

Ding Mu originally thought that it was more than ten o'clock, but he didn't expect that it was already afternoon, which meant that today's day's arrangements were all in vain.

Thinking of this, he gave the man a weak look, and said angrily, "It's all up to you."

Guan Yi was so curious that this little thing was so rare, he rubbed it in his arms and kept apologizing: "It's all my fault."

This appearance made Ding Mu, who was the first to seek trouble, a little embarrassed, as if he was making trouble for no reason.

"Does it still hurt? Is there any discomfort in your body?" Thinking of the young man's current physical condition, the man asked.

It doesn't hurt. Although this man hasn't started sex for a long time, he is a fast learner. He checked the information and read the teaching, and learned a lot of good and bad things. Now this is greeting him all the time.He didn't feel any pain after tossing all night last night, except that he was sore and swollen at the first moment, and then it was like riding a roller coaster, feeling the man throwing him from the ground and then picking him up in mid-air. Live and then throw sky high.

Ding Mu thought that every time he saw something, he had to share it with others, but now that he has filled it all back to himself, he regretted it so much.

The original intention was for the husband and wife to make progress together, but now... well, what do you think he is trying to do?

"Yesterday, that posture, you are not allowed to use it again." When he remembered the trouble last night, he couldn't stand it.

Almost, almost... He couldn't help trembling.

"Are you uncomfortable?" Guan Yi finished the meat, and his whole body was sultry, just like a golden pheasant who succeeded in courtship, he wanted to twitch when he saw everyone, "I can feel it when I hold you, don't you like it very much?" One tight and one tight, my soul will be gone..."

Ding Mu gouged him out.

It's extremely comfortable, but it's also so comfortable that he always feels in danger of losing his grip on something.

He was really afraid that he would be used to it by Japan, and he would not be able to type it out in the future.

Wouldn't that be useless?

"I like the front..." He leaned closer to the man, his voice getting lower and lower with embarrassment.

"Try the day after tomorrow?" The man's hand has already touched it.

"Get up and sleep." Ding Mu ignored him, and pushed the man's body, "I'm bored, you have to pull me."

Guan Yi's whole body turned numb when he heard that, he always felt that after the young man slept with him, he became more and more delicate.

Saying a word makes him like it so much.

Also, how else can it be called love?

He was so willing to be called, he happily got up and hugged him, wishing he could even put on clothes for him.

"Uh um..."

As soon as Ding Mu's feet touched the ground, he felt that he couldn't stand up, and he flickered for a while before he stood up.

"My back hurts." He tugged on the man's clothes, "My legs are also sore."

"I hug you?" Guan Yi supported the young man's waist, and slowly rubbed it to relieve his discomfort.

"I'll walk by myself." Ding Mu refused. He didn't want to rely on men to become a habit, and there was another reason: once a man got used to hugging him, he might torment him even more because of the thought of not having to walk by himself.

Scared to think about.

After washing up, the two began to eat.

The rice was prepared by Chang Lefu and put in the microwave oven, and it can be eaten just by turning it around.

Ding Mu looked at the dishes and felt that he could not cook such dishes after years of skill. He remembered that day when he went to the old house with Guan Yi. .

There are no servants to wait inside, only some capable people raised by the relevant family walk back and forth in the aisle.

Even Mr. Guan, who was unwell, only hired a nanny by his side, and this nanny was often urged away by Mr. Guan.

He thought about those people, that house.

It seems that everyone is subconsciously getting rid of being served by others and doing everything by themselves.

Everyone is trying to live with his own hands.

The most typical example is the Baishou Zhaobi at the gate of Mr. Guan's courtyard. Every stone on it was brought out from Yinshan Mountain himself.

"Did your family have any servants before?" he asked.

Guan Yi was taken aback for a moment, and didn't ask why he asked this, but just shook his head: "There are quite a few servants, but it seems that I haven't seen any servants."

Ding Mu felt that if he made a fortune by himself, it would definitely not be like this. He would be addicted to the ocean of money and couldn't extricate himself, and asked a bunch of people to serve him comfortably.

But the Guan family did not.

They stand stubbornly independent.