Orange storm

Fang Jie seemed to have a conditioned reflex, "teng" stood up from the ground, and accidentally bumped into the coffee table, startling the glutinous rice balls next to him.Fang Jie didn't have time to worry about it, and walked to Jiang Zhijin's side in a few steps, subconsciously wanting to get the letter.Jiang Zhijin gave a soft "tsk" and looked up at Fang Jie.

Facing Jiang Zhijin's half-smiling eyes, Fang Jie stopped holding the letter.

"This... I can explain." Fang Jie withdrew his hand and sighed.

"Oh." Jiang Zhijin smiled, but he couldn't tell whether he was angry or not, and he raised his head to the position next to him to signal. "Sit here and explain."

Fang Jie sat next to Jiang Zhijin, and Jiang Zhijin looked at the letters in his hand, and roughly counted them, there were five in total.He smiled, didn't read any more, put the letter back into Fang Jie's schoolbag as it was, and turned to look at Fang Jie again.

"Explain, explain, student Fang Jie."

"On Christmas Eve, someone left the letter on my desk while I was away. I don't know who delivered it. I lost it on the spot and felt bad. I was in a hurry to leave that day... so I brought it back."

After Fang Jie explained, he added, "Really."

"I didn't say you lied." Jiang Zhijin raised his eyebrows, he was so happy that he thought teasing Fang Jie was so interesting.

Fang Jie glanced at him: "You..."

After saying a word, Fang Jie couldn't help laughing, paused for a while before continuing: "Are you jealous?"

Jiang Zhijin was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to laugh.

It's not normal for Fang Jie, a good-looking and kind of cool student bully, to be liked by no one in school. Jiang Zhijin would not be jealous with a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old children, but he felt that Fang Jie's nervous explanation was still unreasonable. Very interesting.But at this moment, seeing Fang Jie's nervous and happy expression, he leaned back on the sofa with a smile.

"Yeah, it's so sour, you can smell it after a while."

Fang Jie didn't speak, and turned his head to the air for a while.

"But it's quite interesting. I thought that only puppy love in our era wrote love letters." Jiang Zhijin smiled, and sighed again, "It's nice to be young."

He said that he seemed to be in his seventies and eighties.Fang Jie took a look at Jiang Zhijin, and suddenly asked: "Then you were in love before...have you ever written a love letter?"

Jiang Zhijin turned his head and glanced at Fang Jie, who was looking at him intently with a focused expression.

"No, you have to say first come, first served when you're jealous." Jiang Zhijin was almost amused, and flicked Fang Jie's forehead gently with his fingers. "I'm the one to interrogate you now, be honest."

Fang Jie couldn't help laughing, his body relaxed, and he lay down on the sofa like Jiang Zhijin, with his head resting on the sofa pillow behind him.

"I'm not jealous, I'm just curious...well, a little bit."

Fang Jie looked at Jiang Zhijin lying on the sofa with a smile, and felt that his ears were a little hot.

"Only one point, I'm just curious... Tsk, don't laugh, have you ever written it?"

"True murder, Brother Ku." Jiang Zhi laughed for a long time, and said with a smile: "I haven't written it."

"We adults don't write love letters when we fall in love."

Wow, grown-ups are amazing.

But I am also an adult, who do I look down on?

Fang Jie turned his head to look at Jiang Zhijin, and asked, "Then when an adult falls in love..."

It was dusk at this time, and the light of the setting sun spilled into the living room through the floor-to-ceiling windows, which was a light golden color.A strand just happened to land on Jiang Zhijin's body and side face.He was wearing a light beige knitted sweater, and he looked lazy and clean in the sun.The eyelashes are fluffy with light golden light.

Fang Jie's voice suddenly became a little tight, and he lost his voice for a few seconds. After a while, he continued: "...What are you doing?"

Jiang Zhijin looked at Fang Jie for a few seconds without saying a word, then twitched the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled.

Fang Jie was quite fast when he came over suddenly, Jiang Zhijin was taken aback even though he was prepared.He subconsciously supported the other person's waist, for fear that he would roll off the sofa without paying attention.

"Hey——" Jiang Zhijin couldn't help laughing, "You belong to the dog."

The tone was like teasing a child, Fang Jie frowned, leaned over and whispered in Jiang Zhijin's ear, "Shut up, don't laugh."

You are so awesome, Fang Xiaojie, dare to tell me to shut up——

This sentence only existed in Jiang Zhijin's mind, and he hadn't had time to say it yet.

Because in the next second, Fang Jie pressed down and kissed Jiang Zhijin's lips.

Fang Jie didn't have much experience in kissing. The last time he kissed Jiang Zhijin after drunk was his first kiss, and he wasn't proficient this time either.First, he lightly rubbed the corners of Jiang Zhijin's lips, like some small animal's temptation, which made Jiang Zhijin itchy, and couldn't stop laughing.

But when Fang Jie's tongue poked in, Jiang Zhijin's heart beat uncontrollably slower.

Fang Jie's breath was very hot, and when it sprayed on Jiang Zhijin's skin, it seemed to be on fire, one after another.Jiang Zhijin supported Fang Jie's waist with one hand to prevent him from falling off the sofa in agitation, put one hand on the back of Fang Jie's head, and pressed down gently to make the two of them stick closer together.

The room was filled with the sound of two people's breathing. Tang Yuan next to her was probably taken aback by the movement of these two people. She stood not far away and silently observed what the pair of dogs and men hugging each other were doing.

But now these two stinky and shameless people obviously can't control it anymore. Fang Jie's mind is a little confused now. It is obviously winter, and he feels that his whole body is hot as if he has been burned by a fire. He is a little dizzy from the heat. Can't help but get a little closer to Jiang Zhijin.

Between lips and teeth, Jiang Zhijin suddenly smiled.

He leaned back a little, glanced at Fang Jie's lower body, and spoke vaguely with a smile between kisses.

"Is this the young man?"

... How annoying this person is, there is still time to mock young people at this time.Fang Jie's hand was originally behind Jiang Zhijin's ear, but now he retracted one hand to touch Jiang Zhijin's body, and said something vaguely.

"Don't be hard if you have the ability."

Jiang Zhijin smiled, but said nothing.The hand that was originally placed on Fang Jie's waist slowly slipped down, untied the tether of Fang Jie's sweatpants, and then reached in.

Fang Jie's breath was stagnant, he let out a muffled snort, and then similarly pulled down Jiang Zhijin's waistband.

The feeling in my head is only dizziness and heat, like being in a pool of warm water.There is also the tactile sensation of skin-to-skin contact, the hands of both parties are in places that cannot be said by the other, unconsciously relying on the feeling to move...

It's messy, exciting, and...comfortable.

When the two finished, there was no sunset in the living room.Tangyuan didn't know where it went, probably because they were too lazy to watch these two prostitution.Jiang Zhijin was lying on the sofa, and Fang Jie lay on top of him without moving, occasionally turning his head to kiss Jiang Zhijin's ear.

"It crushed me to death." Jiang Zhijin kicked him lightly, "Go get the paper."

Fang Jie got up with a smile, took a tissue from the coffee table and handed it to Jiang Zhijin.After the two of them tidied up, Fang Jie threw the paper into the bathroom. When he came out, Jiang Zhijin had already opened the window, biting a cigarette, and with his back to Fang Jie, he picked up the sofa pillows that had just rolled down and put them back one by one. in situ.

Fang Jie walked over, leaned on his back with his eyes closed, and put his arms around Jiang Zhijin's waist.

"Hey——" Jiang Zhijin was caught off guard, almost overwhelmed by him, and sighed with a smile, "Can you stand by yourself, kid Fang Jie?"

"No." Fang Jie closed his eyes and leaned on Jiang Zhijin's back, and answered quickly.

Maybe it was just a close contact, Fang Jie felt that he was lazy now, so he wanted to stay with Jiang Zhijin.

"I smoke, and you don't mind it." Jiang Zhijin sighed and stubbed out the cigarette he had just smoked in the ashtray, letting Fang Jie hug him.

Feeling that I like a man is different from actually being with a man and having intimate contact with him.The current Fang Jie, apart from the pleasure, excitement, and the comfort of having just masturbated... probably also feels a little dazed and insecure.

Jiang Zhijin was reluctant to kick him away again.

The sun had already set, the lights in the living room were not turned on, and the light was very dim. The two of them were close together, like two overlapping shadows.

It took an unknown amount of time before Jiang Zhijin spoke.

"It's almost done, I'm starving to death." His tone was very gentle, a little helpless, and with a little smile.

"Let's go, Fang Xiaojie."

"Call her boyfriend." Fang Jie said.

... Childishness will not kill you.

Jiang Zhijin immediately changed his words: "Let's go, boyfriend."

Fang Jie smiled and kissed Jiang Zhijin's ear, then let go.