The white moonlight of the paranoid male protagonist is reborn

When Jiang Chaoyun woke up, he found the corners of his eyes warm. He opened them, and in the dim light, he saw Han Jiangmu's dark eyes.

"You..." As soon as Jiang Chaoyun spoke, he found that his voice was choked, as if he had cried.

No, he did cry.

Jiang Chaoyun felt the wetness on his cheek, and wiped it with his hand, "... When did you wake up?"

Han Jiangmu said, "Just now."

After a pause, he asked in a low voice, "Master, did you have a nightmare?"

Jiang Chaoyun responded in a low voice, thinking of Han Jiangmu in his dream, his heart trembled, his nose sore, and he almost shed tears again.

But Han Jiangmu was here, and he held back the tears.

"Han Jiangmu, I dreamed of you." Jiang Chaoyun said.

Han Jiangmu looked at him quietly, with no joy in his expression, "Young Master had me in his nightmare, could it be that Young Master cried because of me?"

Jiang Chaoyun answered vaguely, and whispered, "Why didn't you ask me what nightmare I had?"

Han Jiangmu said: "The young master will say what he wants to say, won't he?"

Jiang Chaoyun wanted to say something, but when the words reached his lips, he quietly swallowed them back, and said instead: "Han Jiangmu, I want to hug you."

Only then did Han Jiangmu's tone change, "Master, you are so delicate."

There was a bit of tenderness in his tone, he spread his hands and hugged Jiang Chaoyun into his arms, but after a while, he hugged Jiang Chaoyun to himself amidst Jiang Chaoyun's exclamation.

Under Jiang Chaoyun was Han Jiangmu's broad and strong chest. Han Jiangmu clasped his hands on his slender waist with such force that the two of them fit together extremely.

This kind of chimerism is embarrassing, because of the height difference, Jiang Chaoyun could clearly feel the abnormality on his abdomen, his face suddenly turned red, and his voice was extremely soft, "Don't hug me like this, just let me down."

Han Jiangmu clasped his waist, patted his back, and said, "It's still early, young master can sleep for a while."

At this time, Jiang Chaoyun's heart was full of pity for Han Jiangmu. In his dream, he couldn't touch and comfort him, but now he could do it.

Impulsively, he stretched his neck and kissed Han Jiangmu's clean and beautiful chin.

However, he regretted it after finishing it, and buried his head in Han Jiangmu's chest like an ostrich.

Han Jiangmu hesitated for a moment before saying, "Did the young master kiss me just now?"

Jiang Chaoyun muffled: "No, I have no kiss."

Han Jiangmu raised his face with his hand, "The young master did indeed kiss me just now."

At this time, the weather was already very bright, and the light in the bed was also dim, and I could barely see my facial features clearly, no matter how much I saw, I couldn't see clearly.

However, even if he couldn't see Jiang Chaoyun's face clearly, Han Jiangmu knew that he was blushing because the skin touched by his fingers was so hot.

Han Jiangmu's voice was tinged with a smile, "Young Master." He called softly, and pressed his fingers lightly on Jiang Chaoyun's back neck.

Jiang Chaoyun trembled, but did not move.

Han Jiangmu went to take off his clothes, but he just grabbed Han Jiangmu's chest and didn't move.

Han Jiangmu kissed Jiang Chaoyun's round and fair shoulder tentatively, but Jiang Chaoyun just trembled and didn't make a sound to stop him.

The next thing will be a matter of course.

Han Jiangmu didn't know why Jiang Chaoyun's attitude was so soft, but based on the principle of being a bastard if he doesn't take advantage of it, fortunately he took this opportunity to take it.

Han Jiangmu put on clothes for Jiang Chaoyun, and the sky was bright at this time, his eyes flicked across the red mark on Jiang Chaoyun's chest, his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, but his voice was very gentle, and he asked softly: "Master, are you comfortable?" ?”

There were tears in Jiang Chaoyun's eyes, and the corners of his eyes were also red. Hearing him ask this question, he asked back: "Are you happy?"

His voice was soft and murmured, it was the weakness and squeamishness after being sucked by Han Jiangmu just now.

Han Jiangmu raised his eyebrows lightly, and there was a pleasant smile in his eyes, "Of course I'm happy, where is the young master?"

A trace of shame flashed across Jiang Chaoyun's eyes, and he didn't speak.

Han Jiangmu fastened his obscene clothes, stretched out his hand to pick up his thick black algae-like ink hair, twirled it gently, and said in a low voice: "The young master is also happy, I was so happy that I cried just now."

At these words, Jiang Chaoyun couldn't help but gritted his teeth, obviously he was bullied and cried!

But he couldn't say what he said to scold Han Jiangmu.

Now he has an indescribable pity for Han Jiangmu, and he always wants to satisfy his thirst and make him happy.

However, this kind of satisfaction makes him extremely ashamed. He has always protected and cherished his body. Since he grew up, he has hardly let others see his body, and he doesn't even take a bath.

Now it was shown to Han Jiangmu.

If he was a girl, would his innocence be gone now?

A feeling of regret surged in Jiang Chaoyun's heart. This kind of regret was so strong that he shed tears again, and choked up and said, "You scoundrel, you made me hurt so much."

Han Jiangmu looked at him, seemed to understand something, stretched out his hand to grab Jiang Chaoyun's hand, and said in a low voice, "If the young master is angry, you can hit me."

Jiang Chaoyun really clenched his fingers into fists and thumped Han Jiangmu's shoulder vigorously, but after just this thump, his tears flowed down more happily, "...the hand hurts."

Han Jiangmu exhaled helplessly, put Jiang Chaoyun's hand together in his palm, rubbed it, and said in a low voice, "What do you think, young master?"

Jiang Chaoyun choked with sobs and couldn't come up with any good solution.

Han Jiangmu said: "Then I promise the young master that there will be no next time, okay?"

Jiang Chaoyun glanced at him, sobbed, and responded softly. At the same time, a crystal clear teardrop rolled down from his eye socket and was wiped away by Han Jiangmu's fingers, "Young master is so delicate, so loving!" When you cry, you want someone to hurt you, don't you?"

He looked at Jiang Chaoyun's beautiful eyes with watery eyes, his heart was surging, and he couldn't help but move his face closer to Jiang Chaoyun.

Jiang Chaoyun seemed to have sensed something, and wanted to back away, but Han Jiangmu held his cheek and was kissed by him again.

This time the kiss was as gentle as a superficial touch, and she backed away after just a touch, "Don't cry, young master."

Jiang Chaoyun blinked and held back.

Han Jiangmu saw that his cheeks were flushed from holding back, his brows and eyes relaxed, and he showed a strong smile, "It's so stupid."

Looking at his bright smiling face, Jiang Chaoyun stopped breathing for a moment, and then recovered, "...you are stupid." He still wanted to refute.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Chaoyun stretched out his foot and kicked him, "Hurry up, Bixin is coming."

Han Jiangmu said: "The young master doesn't have to be so ruthless."

But after all, he won't argue with Jiang Chaoyun in this regard, so he got up and started getting dressed.

Han Jiangmu's obscene clothes were already half untied when he kissed Jiang Chaoyun, and the collar slipped down to his arms, adding a bit of strong laziness.

It was hard for Jiang Chaoyun's eyes not to fall on him. He hugged the quilt, a little shy, but because Han Jiangmu turned his back to him, he became a little bit more courageous, and stared at Han Jiangmu cautiously.

Han Jiangmu is very tall, but the Han Jiangmu in his dream, who is the same age as the cat, looks shorter than the cat, and now he can grow so tall, six or seven I don't know what I ate during the year.

In addition to being tall, the present Han Jiangmu is also much stronger and thicker than he was in the dream.

Look at his broad and powerful shoulders, and look at his waist line that is soft and beautiful like flowing water, there is such a beauty of hardness and softness...

Wait, Jiang Chaoyun's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't help calling Han Jiangmu, "Han Jiangmu!"

Han Jiangmu looked back at him. Although he didn't speak, the meaning of waiting was obvious.

Jiang Chaoyun's tongue was dry. He was aware of his Meng Lang, but at this time, he couldn't care less. "I saw a scar on your shoulder. It seems to be quite big. Can you let me see it?"

Han Jiangmu looked at him, and said as if confirming: "Young Master, do you want to see it?"

Jiang Chaoyun nodded, "Yes."

Han Jiangmu hesitated for a moment, took off his robe, and put it half on his arm. He also took off the loose obscene clothes, revealing his complete back.

Jiang Chaoyun's heart was beating violently, and his eyes were sour.

What kind of back is this? This supposedly beautiful back is now full of large and small scars. The most eye-catching scar is from the left shoulder to the side of the waist. It must have been injured a long time ago, so the scar It was stretched and slender, which was very ugly.

Jiang Chaoyun took a breath and asked softly, "Why do you have such a long scar?"

Han Jiangmu said casually: "It's common for people to get injured in the rivers and lakes, so you don't have to worry about me, young master."

Jiang Chaoyun asked stubbornly: "When did you get this injury?"

Han Jiangmu paused, his eyes flickered slightly, and after a while, he whispered: "When I was about seven years old, I was stabbed from behind."

Jiang Chaoyun had a sore nose, and tears flowed down again. It turned out that the child was also Han Jiangmu. He said that all the dreams he had were related to Han Jiangmu from the beginning to the end. Why did he suddenly dream of himself when he was a child? It turned out that it was because Han Jiangmu.

He remembered that Han Jiangmu had made grass crickets for him when he was a child, and it turned out that there was a relationship at that time.

Han Jiangmu tilted his head, looked at his tears, sat down and hugged him into his arms, and wiped away his tears, "The young master loves to cry so much, if others see it, they will think that I have bullied the young master."

Jiang Chaoyun wanted to ask him a lot of questions, but remembering that he didn't know his identity, he could only hold back.

It was also at this time that the sound of Bi Xin's footsteps came over, shaking Jiang Chaoyun's shoulders in fright, and hurriedly withdrew from Han Jiangmu's arms, reaching out to push him, "Hurry up, don't let Bi Xin see you!"

Han Jiangmu: "..."

He stood up, glanced at Jiang Chaoyun, and before he could speak, he heard Jiang Chaoyun anxiously say: "If you don't leave, if Bi Xin sees me later, I will die!"

Han Jiangmu: "..."

The sound of Bi Xin's footsteps was close at hand, and Han Jiangmu had no time to get dressed, so he had to open the window, jumped out of the window and ran away shirtless.

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