I'm down after reuniting with my ex

"Does it, uh, feel lonely?" When people like Ji Changan talk about loneliness, it always makes people feel a little strange.After all, this is an old man who doesn't care about anything but Wen Yan.

But Wen Yan is lonely, so it's different.

"No." Wen Yan shook his head lightly, "A group of brats, I can't play with them, it's too childish."

Ji Changan laughed out loud. His leather shoes stepped on the water and splashed muddy water. Most of his trouser legs were wet. The person being carried was much better than him.

"What are you laughing at, I was." Wen Yan poked him on the back, "Well, Ji Chang'an, I'm not narcissistic at all, so I said that I was more mature than the average peers at that time, it's true, okay? "

"Well, it's quite mature." Ji Changan teased him, "No wonder I knew how to attack me when I'm in love." He gently pinched the other party's buttocks, causing Wen Yan to almost throw his umbrella out .

Wen Yan was astringent, and the two of them were drenched in water.

Changing the topic stiffly, Ji Changan also let him.

after all--

Wen Yan has been sensible for too many years, and someone needs to pamper him like a child.

The two have gone through parting, difficulties, and several times of life and death... Life has finally come to peace, and the boredom in the eyes of others is what they wish for.

...

The original house of Wen Yan’s grandparents was made of grass. After Wen Yan’s renovation, it was covered with blue tiles. The small three-room house is hidden in the mountains overgrown with wild grass. .

Because it was inconvenient to purchase items, Wen Yan had someone prepare some food and supplies in advance, and they planned to live here for a few days.

After adulthood, it is always rare for people to be free and at ease.

It was still a little cold in the mountains during Qingming, and when they got to the house, their fingernails were blue from the cold.

There is no air conditioner or electric stove, only the fire for the stove by himself, Ji Changan, who has always been omnipotent, after all, except for the time when he was wandering, most of them lived as young masters, so where did he live with the stove.

At the step of wandering away from home, there is no stove for him to cook.

He could only help Wen Yan carry the firewood, watching Wen Yan's face was smeared black because of the fire.

The stove in the southern countryside has a fire place in the middle, with a chimney extending from the window, iron plates around the iron stove, and a lid on the fire in the middle.

When Ji Changan gave Wen Yan the crushed coal, his hands and face were all black.

So after finally lighting the fire, looking at each other with painted faces, the two of them laughed in unison.

Wen Yan maliciously wiped a black mark on Ji Changan's white shirt after taking off his coat, "You still wear such white for work, young master."

Ji Changan is a man of action. He stretched out his long arms and pulled him into his arms. He wiped Wen Yan's neck and Adam's apple instead of wiping other places.

"Are you addicted again?"

Outside the window, the rain became heavier, the glass was filled with water vapor and spray, and blue smoke wafted from the chimney.

"Yeah." The voice was low and hoarse, and the two of them played and played on the sofa at some point, and the neckline of Wen Yan's sweater was pulled up to the shoulders, looking good at the thin shoulder bones, which was extraordinarily sexy and seductive.

Ji Changan pressed the man onto the back of the sofa, buried his head, licked, sucked and gnawed on his neck.

"Hmm..." The corners of Wen Yan's eyes were as bright as peach blossoms in spring, and he patted Ji Chang'an's back, "Don't you know what you wiped yourself just now? Don't you think it's dirty?"

"No." Both hands kept pulling at the collar of the clothes, directly exposing both shoulders, and then the tall body covered the person under the body to prevent the other party from being cold, "Yan Yan, touch me." Teeth Gently holding his Adam's apple in his mouth, Ji Changan vaguely but eagerly asked Wen Yan to do something.

"Touch?" The hands holding the opponent's thin waist touched his waist twice at a loss, Wen Yan asked in a trembling voice, "Is this so?"

Being touched and ravaged all year round!Those who ravage are really lacking in experience in this area.What Wen Yan did the most was just being bullied to the point of leaving scratch marks on Ji Changan's back or biting his Adam's apple a few times.

Ji Changan let go, now he is completely like a beast, licking his lover's saliva and marking it as his own.

He stared at Wen Yan's wet eyes, and stretched out his hand to brush the other's sweaty sideburns behind the ears and back to reveal his smooth forehead.

The tip of the nose rubs against the tip of the nose affectionately, and the lips stick to the lips.

"Do as I say."

Wen Yan nodded ignorantly, "Say it."

"Hand open the hem of my shirt, and untie my belt if it's too tight."

"..." Wen Yan stared at him for a few seconds, turned his head slightly, but was corrected by the other party holding his face.

"Last night, didn't it just..."

"You touch me, and I won't go in for you."

"..." His face flushed red.

"Touch me, Wen Yan." Ji Changan frowned, he was a little anxious, and pinched Wen Yan's earlobe red with his hands holding his face.

The back is arched, like a male leopard in heat in spring, wishing to climb directly on the female leopard and bite the back of the other's neck to directly achieve the harmony of life.

Wen Yan bit the other party's lip, then untied the belt, pulled out the hem of the shirt, and stuck his fingers in stiffly.

Just as his slightly cool fingertips touched the warm skin, Ji Changan sighed comfortably.

He closed his eyes slightly, looking extremely comfortable.

Wen Yan became interested, and he poked the opponent's muscle, "Is it so comfortable?"

Ji Changan lowered his eyes and smiled, the extremely strong smell of domineering offensive in his eyebrows made this person dangerous and deceptive.

For the first time, Wen Yan understood what the netizens said about the evil male face.

"Stupid, what's the use of poking like this." He squeezed Wen Yan's chin, "stretch your hand up, along my spine, slowly, slowly, like paddling the surface of water, and touch down."

"..." Wen Yan felt ashamed and wanted to laugh, lowered his eyelids slightly, and said while doing as he said, "You really know how to enjoy yourself."

Ji Changan made a grunt in his throat like a hair that has been plucked comfortably,

tear-

Then he tore Wen Yan's knitted sweater to pieces.

Both of them froze for a moment.

"Can't you take it off properly?" With a beard twitching, Wen Yan was a little heartbroken. A certain person doesn't make money, but he likes to buy expensive things. This knitted sweater is worth thousands. I'm almost ten thousand!"

"..." Ji Changan blinked, "This... feels good when you tear it off."

Wen Yan was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He liked to gnaw his neck, and at worst he would ruin his neck, but he liked to tear expensive clothes...

"I'll take it off by myself next time."

"It doesn't feel like that."

"..." Wen Yan raised his forehead, "It's hard to raise, you are too difficult to raise."