The sand sculpture roommate is always teasing me

At the same time as the words fell, Chen Jiashu couldn't help laughing, Jing Shuo snorted immediately, and tapped the microphone at the right time.

I only heard Yu Huan still nagging at the other end: "Did he go to eat chicken halfway through the king's fight? Has he considered our feelings..."

As soon as he complained, he kept talking non-stop, but Jing Shuo had long been unable to concentrate on listening to what he had to say, with one hand holding the phone and the other reaching under the bed and grabbing Chen Jiashu's hair.

I can't tell if I want to push him or what.

At this moment, Chen Jiashu raised his head slightly to look at him with a narrow smile on his lips.

……

The young couple staring at each other, the light in their eyes is like water and fire, almost melting people.

However, Yu Huan, the team member, was still yelling: "Xiao Shuo, hurry up, the opponent is coming against Lan, let's take these two heads away."

Hearing this, Jing Shuo swallowed his saliva, took a deep breath, turned his fiery eyes away, and focused on the hero he was controlling.

However, in this case, the result was obviously unsatisfactory. The heads were confiscated and two heads were almost given away.

At the very moment, Li Yueming rushed over to block him, and the two of them took the opportunity to slip away with their blood remaining. Yu Huan cursed with lingering fear: "Damn, Xiaoshuo, what's going on with you today? There's something wrong with your operation level."

Jing Shuo licked his lips, hid in the grass in the wild area, and clicked the skill of returning.

But he can't be blamed for this, Chen Jiashu is to be blamed, he knew they were fighting fiercely and deliberately bit him.

In the next half of the game, Jing Shuo was almost on two tasks. He controlled Li Yuanfang's jungler in his hands, but he didn't know where his mind was wandering.

From time to time, the eyes aim at the bed, and this angle is just right to see everything.

However, in the game, Yu Huan is still saying: "Xiao Shuo, we don't have enough people, let's ambush them together."

Since the mic was not turned on, Jing Shuo had no choice but to restrain his gaze, ran to the grass where he was ambushing and waited for a while. Not long after, he saw Kai walking alone as expected.

So when Kai was about to get close to him, the two launched their skills at him at the same time.

Kai is a warrior who can carry and fight, and he can't be harvested with one skill, so after using a set of skills, Yu Huan quickly went to fight wild monsters to get passive.

At the same time, Kai directly attacked in Jing Shuo's direction.

Fighting against a melee hero like Kai, Li Yuanfang had no chance of winning, so Jing Shuo immediately prepared to use the second skill to retreat, and planned to launch a long-range attack on Kai later.

However, I don't know if it was intentional, but unfortunately, Chen Jiashu insisted on moving his hand down at this time...

The control in his hand immediately turned a corner, and Li Yuanfang ran directly to Kai to give a head.

When Huan arrived after playing wild, he happened to see Li Yuanfang's fallen figure. At the same time, a set of skills took away the armor with residual blood.

Regarding Jing Shuo's frequent mistakes today, Yu Huan didn't even speak out.

Relying on two and a half heroes, this round was dragged on for a long time by them. Finally, when the enemy artillery tanks attacked the crystal, our camp was completely wiped out, and Jing Shuo just happened to be resurrected.

As soon as he came back to life, he hurried to the crystal and cast a big move on the little cannons.However, at this moment, the body trembled suddenly, and I couldn't control it. The mobile phone slid to the edge of the bed with the hanging arm, and fell from the edge of the bed to the carpet.

At the same time, there was a sound of "DEFEAT" in the game, and Chen Jiashu got out of bed immediately after hearing the end of the game...

After the game ended, Yu Huan and Li Yueming were discussing something in the team room, and you started talking to each other sentence by sentence.

The other two heads with the mics closed stayed quietly, did not speak, and did not leave. Yu Huan yelled a few times but no one answered, thinking that the two of them had long since left, but the heads were stuck here. .

However, he didn't know that those two portraits were always there, but they had already fallen into the love web weaving for each other, and they couldn't be distracted for a while.

Under the lingering lights, only slight conversations could be heard from the mobile phone next to the carpet under the bed, as well as the faint sound of water coming from nowhere.

After a short conversation ended, Yu Huan and Li Yueming, who had finished speaking in the team, withdrew one after another, and a mobile phone lying alone on the carpet still displayed the profile pictures of the two boys.

And at this moment, their master, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke.

Chen Jiashu wrapped his arms around the back of his boyfriend's neck and comforted him gently. A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead due to the unbearable and distressed depression, and the sweat dripped down the three-dimensional outline of his sideburns.

When it slid to the position of the chin, "pata" fell down to Jing Shuo's slender neck, and then followed the smooth neck line to sink into the white bed sheet under the body, dyeing its color darker.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Chen Jiashu asked hoarsely.

Jing Shuo said "um~" to express that he was not uncomfortable, and at the same time couldn't help getting closer to him, and Chen Jiashu, who received the hint, immediately understood.

Putting his hands on both sides of his arms, he watched his boyfriend squint his eyes slightly, with a little joy on his face.

It's a slow and tender one.

After all, they still have a whole night, so there is no rush.

Hearing Jing Shuo's soft voice from time to time, Chen Jiashu asked, "Are you comfortable?"

Jing Shuo licked his lips and hummed lazily.

Seeing this, Chen Jiashu couldn't help but raise the arc of his lips, and asked while the iron was hot: "Can that satisfy one of my wishes?"

Usually, this kind of situation is a euphemistic expression of Chen Jiashu's request, and Jing Shuo, who still has a trace of reason, said "hmm~" to express his refusal.

Chen Jiashu couldn't help feeling amused: "I haven't said it yet."

Jing Shuo said "um~" again, expressing his rejection, as if saying, no matter what you say, I don't agree.

However, Chen Jiashu didn't listen to what he said, and said to himself: "Baby, call me, I want to hear~"

While talking, she rubbed against his ear and acted like a baby.

So Jing Shuo finally stopped humming, and after a while, he called out with a slightly hoarse voice: "Brother~"

"...not this," Chen Jiashu used Jing Shuo's sullen and deep voice that was always difficult to resist, coaxing in his ear, "You know, what do I want to hear, eh?"

Jing Shuo's voice was a little thin and hoarse at this time, and his voice was intermittent: "What do you want to hear?"

"I think." After a short pause, Chen Jiashu kissed him on the ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Listen to you, husband."

"En." Jing Shuo replied, but he didn't know what he was responding to.

Chen Jiashu thought he agreed, so he said, "Call it."

However, at this moment, Jing Shuo's expression looked a little dazed, as if he was completely immersed in another world, and he was only subconsciously answering: "What's your name?"

Seeing this, Chen Jiashu continued to coax in a low voice: "Honey, call me husband."

Jing Shuo was confused again: "What's your name?"

This time Chen Jiashu's voice was a little louder: "Husband! Baby, call..."

Jing Shuo interrupted him directly, humming.

Chen Jiashu didn't react for a while, until he saw a smile on Jing Shuo's lips, he didn't understand what he meant, he laughed angrily at him in an instant, and stretched out his hand to tickle him.

"On purpose, right?"

Jing Shuo was most afraid of tickling, so he immediately hid a few times, and the romantic and charming atmosphere between the two of them dissipated a lot.

However, Chen Jiashu still refused to give up: "Honey, I really want to hear it, please satisfy me once today, huh?"

Jing Shuo put his arms around his neck, pulled him down a little, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

Said: "Stop talking and concentrate on it."

Taking advantage of the situation, Chen Jiashu hugged him tightly, buried his head in his boyfriend's neck, and sniffed his pleasant smell.

It is still the rhythm of warmth.

However, Chen Jiashu is really persistent in some aspects: "Shout once, just once, and I will concentrate, okay?"

"...Okay." Jing Shuo finally responded.

Just hearing this good sound, Chen Jiashu's blood rushed to the top of his head, and he was extremely excited.

However, after waiting for a while, Jing Shuo still didn't move, Chen Jiashu bit his earlobe as a reminder: "Baby?"

Jing Shuo: "Huh?"

Chen Jiashu: "Just promised?"

Jing Shuo: "I don't know how to shout."

Chen Jiashu's Adam's apple twitched, and said, "You can shout whatever you want, I like to hear it."

Jing Shuo twitched, "I don't know how, you teach me."

"Okay," Chen Jiashu smiled fondly, leaned into his ear socket, and shouted in a low voice, "Just call me, husband~"

I don't know if it's because his voice is too soft or his ears are too sensitive, or this title is really special enough to symbolize the unique connection between them.

So that for a moment Jing Shuo was so excited that his whole body trembled.

He opened his moist eyes in a daze, facing the dazzling light above his head, then closed his eyes slightly, with a faint and triumphant arc raised on his lips.

"Well, good~"

"..." Knowing that he had been placed in the same position again, Chen Jiashu pinched his earlobe a few times and asked, "Did you see that floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom?"

Jing Shuo remained silent.

Chen Jiashu didn't mind either, and just smiled and said, "Honey, you haven't seen yourself yet, huh?"

As she spoke, her fingers slowly moved to his lips, and gently stroked the soft lips.

Whispered, "Trust me, you'll love it."

The author has something to say: Hey, the floor mirror tomorrow~~~