man in tears

That is to sit on the boy's back and poke the boy's waist with the spoon he used to eat sweets.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?" Shenwei asked.

Silver shook his head honestly.

"Then do you know how to make me feel better?" Shenwei asked again.

Seeing Yinshi was startled, Shenwei put his hand on the slightly cold hand of the person behind him, obviously feeling the subconscious trembling of the person caught.Turning his face around, he saw red circles around the eyes of the man who was usually so indifferent that one would think he was unconscious.

"You..." Shenwei was surprised.

"Can you untie it?" Yin Shi pointed to the iron chain on his waist and asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, the first reaction was not to get angry, but to tightly grasp the silver-haired man's hand, not for punishment, but pure fear of losing this silver figure.Shenwei paused, deliberately showing murderous looks, and said fiercely: "No."

"Then, can you give me the strawberry milk?" Yinshi raised his face, feeling like a pitiful little animal.

"This is fine." Shenwei put the buckled strawberry milk into Yinshi's palm, completely forgetting what to train and why ==+.

Gintoki drank strawberry milk silently.

Haha, sure enough, Soichiro-kun (Shaking S boy) is right, first make an exaggerated request, and then tell your real inner request after being rejected. Comparing the two, it is not too much for the other party to be more willing to satisfy the latter Eun-sang, I’m so smart~ baa hahaha~

"Mr. Samurai, shall I cook for you?" The resentful young man even cast a shadow on his smile, stroking his silver curly hair with a ferocious smile.

07

Yinshi was startled suddenly, and a drop of strawberry milk splashed out, with three black lines on top of his head: "Cook... for me?"

"Yes, yes, I don't know what the samurai gentleman wants from rice." The dumb-haired boy's dumb hair was raised happily, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made Gintoki shudder, because the other's expression and veins burst out. His fists don't match at all, and his expression is clearly saying "Hey Curly, if you dare to refuse, [wow——] you"!This makes Yinsang how dare I refuse, Hundan~

"Okay, make it sweet..."

"Good morning~" The dull-haired boy stood up cheerfully.

Silver time petrochemical......=口=|||

No, it was definitely an illusion to see the dumb-haired boy happily turning around with his hands behind his back just now, yes, it was definitely an illusion, how could the dumb-haired boy do such girly movements, an illusion, an illusion...

Shenwei in the kitchen hummed a little song from his hometown, roughly washed the rice, poured it into the pot, added a few spoonfuls of water, plugged in the electricity and started steaming the rice.

Five minutes later, Shenwei propped his face with his hands and stared at the pot with dull eyes.

"Why isn't it cooked yet?" Opening the pot, he reached for a handful of rice and tasted it.

Ah, sure enough, the rice on earth is the most fragrant and sweetest! ~But it’s still a bit hard, Mr. Samurai may like to eat softer ones~ But I like to eat slightly harder ones, so it doesn’t matter if you eat more!Bahahaha~

Half a minute later, Shenwei looked at the bottomed pot with a dark face.

Eh?It seems... I'm done eating.No, no, it may be an illusion, pick up the pot and have a look, there must be some... no more, really no more!

Shenwei raised his hand and dropped the pot.

Hearing the sound, Yinguang sneaked closer to check the situation, and found that the dull-haired boy was shaking his shoulders, scraping the bottom of the pot with a spoon, adding a bit to the left and adding a little to the right.

"Don't come here~" Shenwei noticed that Yinshi was peeking, and hurriedly blocked his work with his body.

"What exactly is it, Yinsang, I'm very curious." Yinshi leaned over to look, but because the iron chain was not long enough, he could only linger at the door, his red eyes dimmed, and he retreated to the door to pick his nose in displeasure. With a snort, he looked at the sky disdainfully while taking advantage of the boy's inattention to sneak a peek at the "work".

"Mr. Samurai..." It was unexpectedly cute.

Shenwei pursed his lips, walked over with the plate in his hand, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

At the bottom is a plate of red beans, a few grains of rice lying pitifully on the side of the plate, with some crushed sugar syrup and honey juice sprinkled in the middle, and some cherry blossoms (?) dotted around.

"The color of the red bean looks like the blood bursting out from the body of a tearing person. The color of the cherry blossoms is originally dyed with the blood of the corpse. It reminds me of the beautiful scene of blood flying on the battlefield... As for the rice, it is just an embellishment." Alright, hum." Shenwei finished his explanation in an extremely bloody way, and added an unclear "hum" at the end, and Yinshi suddenly felt wind in all directions.

If I say it's not delicious, I will be killed, I will definitely be killed, the way of death will definitely be extremely bloody and cruel, just look at the young man's expression, Hundan, Yinsang, I don't want to die so ugly, you How dare I say it’s not delicious? How dare I!

Carefully took a bite of red beans, sweet and glutinous, full of fragrance.

Yinshi's brows and eyes stretched out with the sweet taste in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth curved into a soft arc, and he said inarticulately, "It's delicious."

Shenwei himself didn't realize it, he looked at the silver-haired man with a much gentler look than usual, he didn't deliberately pretend to smile, but stretched his brows and eyes, and looked at the man's gluttonous appearance with an extremely comfortable smile.I'm so happy, even at home on my own planet... I have never felt like this before.It's weird, but I really want to keep it like this... What's going on...

Unable to look away more and more, he clenched and lowered his five fingers, and finally stretched them out, pampering the man's curly silver hair and smiling.

"Don't move." Shenwei stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of Yinshi's sweet mouth.

"Eh? The boy... um." Yinshi touched the place where he was kissed in a daze, and he could still touch the temperature that belonged to a boy, and his heart was warm.

The second time I was embraced by the young man, there was still no lips and tongue, but it was no longer a simple kiss.

"Mr. Samurai, it's so beautiful... I don't want to let go."

08

Yinshi smelled the unique fragrance of young people, and was a little nostalgic for this feeling of mutual warmth. Only he gave himself such a beautiful warmth like Teacher Songyang...

"Young man, can I hug you for a while?" Yinshi buried his head on Kamui's shoulder, his light breath made the young man lose his mind for a moment, put his hand on the silver curly hair, and rubbed it.

The following days were too comfortable, the young man in front of him was too gentle, Gintoki almost forgot Kamui's instinct to fight and kill.

So when the opponent's umbrella rushed over, he almost froze.

Although he forcibly blocked the young man's brutal attack, his palm was shattered, and blood flowed all over his arm.After all, there were no weapons to use, and his hands were gradually numb. Just when Gintoki believed that he was going to die in the young man's hands, Kamui changed back to a gentle look: "Mr. Samurai, I'll give you sweets."

Seeing the sweets so close at hand, Yinshi really wanted to fling his sleeves and walk away handsomely, but as expected, he still wanted to eat, so he took the sweets unprincipled.After briefly treating the wound on his hand, he began to eat.

"Young man, if you are too moody, you will not grow tall." Yinshi's mouth was full of sweets, and his hands were covered with blood.

"Because the other party is Mr. Samurai." Damao cocked up happily, sat next to Yinshi, took his hand, and unwrapped the bandage he had just wrapped, ignoring Yinshi's astonished expression, stuck out his little tongue He licked the blood from the wound.

The smell of blood permeated between the lips and tongue, and Shenwei's previously soft expression instantly became more hostile.

"Hey young man, you've turned black, you've really turned black, by the way, Yinsang, I just wrapped it up and you unwrapped it for me, what happened, you'll bleed to death, Yinsang, I don't want to die young Oh soulless boy!" Yinshi complained while eating sweets, but it didn't affect the blackening of the boy here.

"Hmph." Shaking S smiled.

"Eh?" Yinshi found that the wound on his hand began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye after being licked. He was stunned and found that the boy's expression had become extremely ghostly. Before he could react, the boy tore off the bondage on Yinshi with one hand. The iron chain around his waist hugged Yinshi, threw him onto the bed, pressed him over, pinned him between his arms, and smiled slightly: "I found that I really like being with Mr. Samurai, but I don't know How should I express it, is it okay to express it this way?"

Cold fingers pressed against the soft neck, and the smile gradually widened.

"Hey boy..." Obviously he was in a disadvantaged position, but Yinshi didn't want to push the boy away so quickly.

"I won't force you, so I want to know what you mean." Shenwei's magnified smile was unexpectedly gentle, but there was an undisguised strong desire for dominance in his blue eyes.

Yinshi's blood-like eyes reflected Shenwei's face, his gaze was slightly lowered, he turned his face away awkwardly, and whispered: "No."

"Mr. Samurai's refusal is not firm~ In fact, you have been shaken in your heart..." Kamui lay on Gintoki's body and scratched his silver hair maliciously, "You can't play hard to get, you will really slip away."

Hearing this, Yinshi's first reaction was to tightly grasp Kamui's wrist, and looked at him in a little panic, while Kamui hid without a trace.

This feeling is really...distressed and uncomfortable.

Just like that night, when he was violated by heaven and man, he looked at himself for help, and it was the look in the eyes of this weak man that made him very concerned.

"Are you afraid of me leaving?" Shenwei narrowed his eyes, like a wild animal that has found its prey.

"No...not." Yinshi denied it bluntly, and withdrew his hand that was grabbing Shenwei.

"Mr. Samurai, your face is blushing." Kamui said with a smile, poking Yin Shi's flushed cheeks, seeing the other party's cute rejection reaction, and the obviously softened eyes and expression, a meaningful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Samurai, you lost.

perhaps.

09

The iron chain was broken, but Yinshi did not leave, sitting on the couch with bare feet