My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Perhaps it was because he was not feeling well after drinking alcohol. On the way back, Jiang Biegu had been closing his eyes and resting his mind. Tolerance looked at him for a while, but he couldn't help but whispered:

"Drink so much."

Tolerance has a little temper towards Jiang Biegu.

He was really a little angry, because he knew very well, knew Jiang Biegu's identity. On such an occasion, a word of physical discomfort could block all the wine, and no one would say anything, let alone Jiang Biegu. He loves wine, and usually doesn't even have a drink at home, unless he has to drink to socialize, he will drink it. Today's drinking method, fault tolerance is really incomprehensible.

He should know better than anyone how uncomfortable it is to be drunk, but he still wants to drink, tolerant and angry.

Ding Cheng heard the sound and glanced at Tolerance through the rearview mirror, and smiled:

"They all came here to toast in the name of Mr. Xu, and Mr. Jiang is not good at showing face. Mr. Xu has blocked a lot. I think Mr. Jiang is fine. He shouldn't make a fuss when he goes back, just sleep well. "

"He wouldn't make trouble when he was drunk." Rong Cuo looked at Jiang Biegu with distressed eyes: "But he will be uncomfortable."

Ding Cheng took another look at Tolerance, this time seeing all of Tolerance's expressions, he sighed helplessly in his heart, but couldn't say anything else.

Ding Cheng couldn't talk about this kind of thing.

Halfway through the journey, the fault-tolerant alcohol seems to be coming up. I don’t know what brand this wine is, but it’s a little hot and hot:

"Brother Ding Cheng, didn't you turn on the air conditioner?"

Ding Cheng heard the words and checked the air conditioner: "It's on, is it still hot? Then I'll turn it down a bit."

"No need." Fault Tolerance stopped Ding Cheng's movements: "That's it, my brother will feel uncomfortable if it's cold."

"Then lower the window to get some air."

"it is good."

Tolerance lowered the window on his side, and the wind after the heavy rain brought a damp cool air, which was quite comfortable.

He looked at the neon lights outside the car window for a while and slowly retracted, and he couldn't help but look at Jiang Biegu, from his slightly frowning brows, his tall nose bridge, his ruddy lips, and his beautiful jaw line, sexy Adam's apple...

Realizing what he was thinking, Tolerance quickly moved his eyes away, his body seemed to be getting hotter, even the wind outside the window no longer had any effect, but his eyes still didn't want to leave Jiang Biegu, but he didn't dare to look at him blatantly anymore In the end, he only dared to look at Jiang Biegu's hand on the seat.

Looking at Jiang Biegu's hand, he seemed to realize that even though he often peeked at him, he didn't seem to pay too much attention to his hand. The hands were as good-looking as his own, long and slender and knurled, with a sickly whiteness against the black leather seat.

However, Jiang Biegu himself is a cold white skin, so there is nothing surprising.

Tolerance looked at his hand, not knowing where his childish thoughts came from, and uncontrollably placed his hand carefully next to Jiang Bie's old hand, and made a comparison quietly with a distance of one finger away. .

He thought Jiang Biegu's hands were good-looking, but by comparison, he found that his hands were no different, even the fingers were a little longer than Jiang Biegu's, but they were not as white as Jiang Biegu's.

Although they didn't hold hands, or even touch each other, but simply putting them together made Fault Tolerant feel satisfied. He should have stopped there, but it might be because of the alcohol. He tried to bring himself closer to Jiang Biegu, From a distance of one finger to half a finger, and then dare not move again.

Looking at the hands of the two people leaning together, Tolerance showed a faint and satisfied smile, but he didn't know that Jiang Biegu had opened his eyes since he put his hand next to Jiang Biegu, and put his Careful and all movements are seen in the eyes.

To be honest, Jiang Biegu didn't feel uncomfortable at all. If he must feel something, it would be a little distressed. I feel distressed that he has to learn to hide his thoughts at a young age, and also feel distressed that he fell in love with someone who is impossible to like. his people.

When Jiang Biegu raised his gaze, he and Ding Cheng's gaze briefly met in the rearview mirror, and then slowly diverged. Jiang Biegu withdrew his hand calmly, and Fault Tolerance also retracted it a few seconds later. Jiang Biegu closed his eyes and rested his mind, and looked out of the window again.

As if nothing had happened.

Jiang Biegu knew that Ding Cheng had already guessed something, but even if he knew Jiang Biegu, he didn't intend to say it out loud. Even if there was no secret between him and Ding Cheng, he was not very good at tolerance.

He didn't want too many people to know about this matter, only himself and fault tolerance were enough.

The car stopped at the entrance of the villa, Jiang Biegu and Rong Fault both got out of the car, Jiang Biegu's face looked a little red because of drinking, but Fault Tolerance didn't seem to get any better, so that Jiang Biegu couldn't hold back asked a sentence:

"Drinking capacity is so bad?"

In fact, the tolerance for alcohol is not too bad. Besides, I only drank one glass today, so I won't be overwhelmed at all. I just don't know what happened today. It seems that the reaction is bigger than before.

"It's okay." Rong fault smiled: "Maybe I haven't drunk this wine before, it's a little shameful, but I'm quite conscious and I'm not drunk."

Jiang Bie was worried, walked over and stood in front of him, raised his hand to touch his forehead, it wasn't very hot, probably not a fever.

It's just that the hand hadn't taken the initiative to withdraw, so Tolerance took a step back, Jiang Biegu looked at him, and slowly retracted his hand.

Ding Cheng got out of the car at this time and asked Fault Tolerance:

"Is there any discomfort? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No need." Fault tolerance waved his hand: "I may be hot, just go in and take a shower, don't worry."

As he said that, he took the lead to carry his bag and entered the villa, Jiang Bie did not move, looking at the back of fault tolerance, he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Why don't I stay tonight?" Ding Cheng said, "In case fault tolerance feels uncomfortable, I can send him to the hospital in time."

Thinking of Fault Tolerance's careful thinking in the car and the act of taking the initiative to distance himself from him just now, Jiang Biegu actually believed that Fault Tolerance might really be all right. His anomaly might just be because he thought something he shouldn't and was shy.

Jiang Biegu sighed helplessly, but he was still a little worried, so he didn't refuse Ding Cheng's proposal, and nodded:

"it is good."

When Jiang Biegu and Ding Cheng entered the room, Fault Tolerance had already returned to the room. Douya heard the voice and ran back from Fault Tolerance's room. Jiang Biegu patted its head, then turned to Ding Cheng and said:

"It's getting late, go and rest, I'll call you if I need something."

Ding Cheng responded and went to the guest room. It wasn't the first time he stayed here, and he was used to it.

Jiang Biegu stayed with Bean Sprout for a while, not because he didn't want to go upstairs to rest, but because he was hesitant to go and see Tolerance.

Jiang Biegu went back to his room and took a shower. Due to drinking alcohol, his consciousness has been groggy, but lying on the bed, all he could think about was the image of the hand that was tolerant in the car just now approaching him little by little. , so cautious but unwavering.

It should be a beautiful thing to like someone, but Jiang Biegu couldn't have imagined how much wronged fault tolerance suffered in this relationship.

Pretending not to know can save him from having to face the problem of how to solve it, but it is wrong to let fault tolerance continue to waste time and feelings by his side.

But what should he do in order to handle these things decently?

No solution.

I don't know when I fell asleep, and when I woke up in the middle of the night because of thirst, it was already one o'clock in the morning. Jiang Biegu subconsciously went to the bedside table to get a water glass, only to find that it was empty, and was stunned for a moment.

In the past few years, he seems to have been used to bad things by fault tolerance. He is used to having a glass of water waiting for him in the middle of the night when he is drunk. Fault tolerance knows that he has drunk a lot today. If he is fine, he will definitely prepare a glass of water for himself before going to bed. of.

He believed that Tolerance would never forget, so something was delayed, and thinking of the abnormality when Tolerance got out of the car, Jiang Biegu couldn't sit still anymore, got up and got out of bed.

When Jiang Biegu went downstairs, Bean Sprout, who was sleeping on the sofa, got up, but Jiang Biegu ignored it and went directly to the fault-tolerant room.

"Tolerance." Jiang Biegu knocked on the door, but no one came to open the door for half a minute. Jiang Biegu was worried that Tolerance had something to do, so he didn't wait any longer, and directly pressed the doorknob to open the door, but he was about to step in. Sometimes because of seeing the fault-tolerant appearance on the bed, he stopped abruptly.

Fault Tolerance was lying on the bed naked, with his brows closed and his eyes flushed, but his right hand was moving quickly below his abdomen.

Such an impactful picture directly stunned Jiang Biegu, even though he had seen all kinds of scenes, he didn't know how to react at this moment, it was Bean Sprout coming from the living room beside his legs The spinning movement disturbed him, which brought him back to his senses, and he closed the door almost reflexively.

The movement was gentle and did not disturb anyone.

"What's wrong? Is it okay to be wrong?" Ding Cheng probably heard the voice, and came from the guest room on the other side to stand in front of Jiang Biegu and asked.

Jiang Biegu looked at Ding Cheng, but didn't speak. Ding Cheng was a little surprised, and subconsciously glanced at the fault-tolerant door. Jiang Biegu saw his eyes and said:

"It's okay, let's go."

Ding Cheng didn't believe this, but since Jiang Biegu said that, it must be nothing serious, or something he shouldn't know, Ding Cheng has always had a good sense of proportion by Jiang Biegu's side, Now that he guessed something, he nodded and left with Jiang Biegu without asking any questions.

Back in the room, Jiang Biegu washed his face, looked at himself in the mirror, and frowned slightly, thinking of the picture he saw just now.

Jiang Biegu is a person who has experienced it. He is very clear that it is normal to like someone and have desires, but Jiang Biegu has never equated fault-tolerant liking himself with desire. Now it is difficult for him to face it directly.

Tolerance is at a young age, and self-relieving is a very normal thing. Everyone has this experience, and Jiang Biegu has had it too.

But it was a different feeling to be found out that he was the object of his fantasies.

Yes, Tolerance regarded him as an object of fantasy.

In the scene just now, at the moment when Fault Tolerance was finally released, when he puffed up his chest, Jiang Biegu saw his slightly parted lips, and called out "Brother".

Do you feel uncomfortable?

Seeing this kind of thing with your own eyes will never make people too comfortable.

In particular, the other party is still the person I have always treated as my younger brother.

Lying back on the bed again, he realized that his search for fault tolerance did not solve his thirst problem. He was a little too lazy to move, so he let himself lie down until he was in a daze and was about to fall asleep. There seemed to be a light shining in front of his eyes one time.

Jiang Biegu opened his eyes, saw the door opened, and Rong fault walked in.

Because he couldn't hear the knock on the door, Jiang Biegu allowed him to freely enter and leave his bedroom. When it was inconvenient, he would lock the door, and he would know how to not bother him, but today Jiang Biegu had a little bit of trouble. accurate.

At least at this time, he doesn't want to see fault tolerance.

It's just that if he got up and said it directly, it wouldn't be very good, it might reveal the fact that he had been to his room just now, Jiang Biegu didn't want the situation to be too embarrassing.

Just as he was hesitating, Rong Fault had already walked to the side of the bed, and Jiang Biegu also slowly closed his eyes, so he didn't see that Rong Fault gently put a glass of water on his bedside with an abnormal expression, and didn't look at it. To the fault-tolerant "I'm sorry" full of guilt.

Jiang Biegu slowly opened his eyes when the light disappeared from his eyes. He sat up in silence for a few seconds, turned on the light and saw the glass of water.

He stared at the glass of water for a long time, and then suddenly realized at a certain point that the matter between himself and Tolerance had to be resolved. It's still fault-tolerant, and I don't want to see that happen.