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Jiang Zhilu took Song Ji's hand and strolled around the river, because there was a fireworks show at 12 o'clock in the morning, and many people came to the river one after another.

After the meal, the family came for a walk with children and the elderly, and of course there were many couples holding hands.

They were also one of the couple, because there were so many people, so not many people noticed that the two men were holding hands.

At 09:30, Song Ji suddenly said to Jiang Zhilu, "Actually, the hotel I booked can also see the fireworks."

Jiang Zhilu smiled; "And then."

Song Ji pouted and said, "No, then, I'll just talk."

Jiang Zhilu peeled off another peach candy and handed it to Song Ji. Song Ji didn't pick it up, but just held it in his mouth, rolled up the candy with the tip of his tongue and touched Jiang Zhilu's finger.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or not, Song Ji bit the candy as if he didn't notice.

The mouth was full of the rich peach flavor, Song Ji stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lower lip.

Jiang Zhilu crumpled the candy wrapper and threw it into the trash can: "Let's go back."

Song Ji bit the hard candy and nodded, "Okay."

Many people went to the river, but few went back. The journey back to the hotel was very smooth, and they didn't even meet a few people on the way.

As soon as Song Ji walked into the door of the hotel, the feeling at noon came back again, stronger than before, always feeling that something will happen this time.

Back in the room, Song Ji picked up the tablet on the table and opened the curtains. The window sill faced the river and had a panoramic view.

He looked at Jiang Zhilu and said, "Look, I said I can see it."

Jiang Zhilu responded to his words and said, "Well, I saw it."

Song Ji sat in front of the window sill and shook his body triumphantly: "This is the perfect location."

Jiang Zhilu walked up to Song Ji, bent down and asked, "So you always come back just to watch the fireworks?"

Song Ji deliberately said: "Of course I want to watch the fireworks, otherwise what would I do with the curtains open?"

Jiang Zhilu pinched Song Ji's nose and said, "Who is licking my finger while eating candy?"

Song Ji looked innocent: "I don't know, maybe it was careless."

Jiang Zhilu stared at him without saying a word.

Song Ji swallowed guiltily, how could he be discovered the first time he seduced her.

Song Ji raised his hand to press Jiang Zhilu's back neck, quite confidently: "I did it on purpose, what's wrong!"

Jiang Zhilu said: "In the future, you can try more when no one is around, and you can't do it outside."

Song Ji asked: "Why?"

Jiang Zhilu pressed down consciously, and the two of them pressed their foreheads together: "Because I don't want others to see what you look like."

Song Ji suddenly asked him, "Is there any sugar left?"

Jiang Zhilu was stunned for a moment: "You ate the last one."

Song Ji said: "I want to give you a peach-flavored kiss."

After speaking, Song Ji took the initiative to kiss Jiang Zhilu, and the two exchanged a faint peach-flavored kiss.

The two didn't want to move after kissing, Song Ji sat on the windowsill leaning against Jiang Zhilu, he put his hand into Jiang Zhilu's pocket and asked, "What's in the pocket?"

Jiang Zhilu seemed overwhelmed by this action, Song Ji didn't take out the things, but said with a smile: "I'm going to take a shower."

As he spoke, he took a change of clothes and went into the bathroom.

Playing with Jiang Zhilu is really interesting, Song Ji thought.

However, when he was about to get dressed after taking a shower, he found out that he had taken the wrong change of clothes. The two people put the clothes in the same bag. Song Ji hadn't opened it, so he brought Jiang Zhilu's clothes in.

Before he came, he thought about not taking the pajamas and putting on the bathrobe directly, but when packing up, he didn't take the pajamas, but took the underwear.

Now not only do I not need to wear underwear, but I also do not need to wear underwear.

Song Ji took out Jiang Zhilu's underwear and looked at it, it was too big to fit.

After looking at it for a while, Song Ji didn't know what to think of, blushing and stuffed the underwear back into the bag.

Song Ji put on a bathrobe and tied a knot around his waist before walking out of the bathroom.

"I took your clothes by mistake..."

Song Ji's words were clear, because he saw two glasses of red wine on the table, and a candle was lit. The candle light was swaying like his heart, a little floating.

Jiang Zhilu was lighting a candle. He looked up at Song Ji, only to see him coming out in a bathrobe, showing his fair chest. He turned up the temperature in the room.

"what happened?"

Song Ji handed the clothes to Jiang Zhilu: "I took your clothes by mistake."

Jiang Zhilu took the clothes: "Okay."

He touched Song Ji's hair, which was still a little wet, and dragged him into the bathroom to dry it.

Song Ji came out of the bathroom after drying his hair, and Jiang Zhilu went to take a shower.

He sat on the bed and looked at the two glasses of red wine in a daze. He seemed to need to drink to strengthen his courage.

Thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong with him, so he lay on the bed without moving, and after an unknown amount of time, he looked up and saw the two boxes of things on the bedside table.

Song Ji stretched out his hand to take it, he checked the size, and felt that the box was hot, so he quickly put him back, and on the way of putting it back, the bathroom door opened, Song Ji's hand trembled, and there was a snap , the box dropped.

Jiang Zhilu walked over and picked it up and put it back where it was. Song Ji stood up immediately and changed the subject: "The red wine seems to be sent by the hotel."

The room Song Ji booked was not cheap, and he didn't look carefully when booking. He only saw one facing the river and booked it. He remembered that when he checked in, the front desk seemed to tell him that something would be delivered on the first night.

Jiang Zhilu asked, "Drink?"

Song Ji nodded: "Drink a little."

It was almost eleven o'clock, Song Ji said to drink a little, but he finished drinking without knowing it while holding the wine glass, and Jiang Zhilu didn't stop him.

Red wine is not intoxicating, Song Ji didn't feel like he had drunk except for a little taste of wine in his mouth.

Song Ji stood up and was about to open the curtain when Jiang Zhilu hugged him.

"Song Ji." Jiang Zhilu called him.

Song Ji's ears were itchy, and his heart was also itchy: "En."

"I also want to taste the taste of red wine." Jiang Zhilu said.

Jiang Zhilu didn't touch another glass of red wine on the table, Song Ji was pressed on the window sill by Jiang Zhilu, and he couldn't breathe from being kissed.

It was only because he took the initiative to let Jiang Zhilu taste a peach-flavored kiss, but now Jiang Zhilu took the initiative to taste red wine.

How can peaches compare to red wine?

"What smell?" Song Ji murmured softly.

Jiang Zhilu: "I haven't tasted it yet."

The knot tied around Song Ji's waist fell apart during making out, and he subconsciously tightened his bathrobe, but Jiang Zhilu grabbed his hand.

Jiang Zhilu kissed Song Ji's exposed shoulder, and hugged Song Ji down. Song Ji was suspended in the air, his legs subconsciously hooked around Jiang Zhilu's waist, and his hands wrapped around Jiang Zhilu's neck.

Song Ji's bathrobe was half open, and Jiang Zhilu hugged Song Ji, facing Song Ji's chest.

Song Ji felt his chest itching, he looked down, Jiang Zhilu was kissing him, licking his skin with the tip of his tongue, with lust in his eyes.

Only now did Song Ji realize that Jiang Zhilu was more seductive than him.

Slowly the kiss turned sour, it became more passionate than before, the sound of gasping kisses and groans sounded in the room, it was unknown who it was, and the two blended and mixed.

Song Ji was carried to the bed by Jiang Zhilu, and his whole body fell into the soft mattress. Song Ji still wanted to tease Jiang Zhilu, so he gently pulled the slipknot on Jiang Zhilu's bathrobe, and touched his waist with his fingertips , The fingers move slowly across the delicate skin.

Jiang Zhilu let Song Ji do what he did, and Song Ji smiled at him, like a kid after a prank.

Jiang Zhilu pressed Song Ji's hand, pressed his lips and tongue together, and drove straight in. Song Ji was "punished" for the prank.

The breathing of the two people has become chaotic.

Two white bathrobes were thrown under the bed, no one cared.

A few bright lights flashed in the dim room. When they were playing around on the window sill, they opened the curtains a little, and the fireworks reflected in the room through the gap.

It's early morning, and it's New Year's Eve.

Jiang Zhilu stopped and kissed Song Ji, and Song Ji hugged him tightly, their fingers intertwined.

"Happy New Year, Jiang Zhilu."

"Happy New Year, brother."

Once again, Jiang Zhilu kissed away the tears from Song Ji's eyes.

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