My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Tolerance hesitated for a few seconds between using cold water and using his hands, and chose the latter.

Then the battle was settled quickly, so fast that I didn't even have time to think about any restricted-level scenes. Although men can't say fast, Jiang Biegu was lying outside a wall away. He was here thinking about him, even himself. I think it's a bit too much.

But if it is not resolved, since he has been staying by Jiang Biegu's side for so long, he is afraid that he will be in a state from time to time, and it is better to get it out now than to be embarrassed at that time.

When he calmed down after solving the problem, Fault Tolerance felt that after he had figured it out on the one hand, he was really becoming more and more shameless.

The first time he dreamed about Jiang Biegu, he woke up and slapped himself severely. He was drugged and lying on the bed thinking about the time Jiang Biegu jerked off. After waking up, he was also full of guilt.

This time, the mood was almost negligible.

Fault-tolerance supported the wall with one hand and smiled silently, then looked up at this familiar bathroom, this was the room he had lived in for six years, and now he stood in this position again, surprisingly calm, without any emotion waves.

When I left, I never thought that I would come back one day. Now that I am back, no matter what the method is, I will never leave again.

After wandering around for a year, he still returned to the original starting point. The difference is that this time, the fault tolerance will no longer be secretive. He likes Jiang Biegu and wants to get him.

When I took a shower and was about to go out, I realized that I forgot to bring clothes. What's more tragic is that even if I went out, I didn't have any clothes in my closet. I did have them in my backpack, but they were all worn in the hospital and haven't been washed yet. .

Just staying in the bathroom is not the same thing, no one can bring him clothes, he now hopes that Jiang Biegu is asleep, or that his eyes are closed, but hope is good, but reality is drama Yes, Jiang Biegu not only didn't sleep, he even turned his head to look over the first time he opened the door, and when he saw that Rong Cuo only had a bath towel on his body, some surprised expressions appeared on his face.

Tolerance didn't feel embarrassed, but he was a little worried that Jiang Biegu would think too much, so he said:

"I forgot to get my clothes."

Jiang Biegu smiled lightly, glanced at the wardrobe, and motioned him to put it on, but Tolerance didn't move immediately, and asked Jiang Biegu:

"Can I wear yours? I don't have any more clothes here. My bag is full of dirty clothes."

There's nothing wrong with it, just put on some clothes, Jiang Biegu nodded lightly, and Rong fault walked over to open the closet.

The room was tidied up by Ding Cheng. Perhaps for convenience, he took all the home clothes from the cloakroom upstairs and put them in the cabinet, as well as underwear.

Tolerance didn't have clean clothes, of course, there were no close-fitting clothes. If he asked Jiang Biegu, maybe he wouldn't refuse, but Tolerance felt that he was afraid that he would raise the flag if he put them on. After thinking about it, he still didn't dare to take the risk, so he just hung up the empty crotch .

In fact, Jiang Biegu knew that Tolerance was hesitating in front of the closet, but he still didn't speak. It's one thing not to want to talk, but it's also really inappropriate.

Fortunately, Tolerance didn't ask what he meant, so he directly took a set of home clothes and went to the bathroom to change.

Jiang Biegu sat at the head of the bed, looked at the closed bathroom door, and thought that he had been deliberately keeping a distance between himself and Fault Tolerance, but he didn't know if he hadn't done enough so that half of the Over the past few months, the relationship between him and Fault Tolerance has become even closer to himself.

It's because I'm almost half disabled. Many things are unavoidable. The closeness of the body and the intimacy of the relationship are inevitable, but even he can feel such changes. The fault tolerance is probably deeper. caught in it.

It should be clear, but how can I say it?What should be said and what should not be said, he had already explained clearly that night a year ago, but even if he wanted to say it now, he probably wouldn't be able to say anything.

What's more, after his own car accident this time, Fault Tolerance's attitude towards him has changed almost 180 degrees. Of course, he knows that Fault Tolerance has never violated any rules for him, nor has he felt the slightest bit of discomfort. .

But the attitude of fault tolerance is still different from before. Jiang Biegu even knows that if he is better now, or if there is no language barrier, fault tolerance may have already started to take action.

It's just that this kid is so stupid. He clearly knows that this is a waste of time, so why do he still do it?Knowing that you can't wait for a result, why try?Don't you study finance?How can such a cost not even be understood.

In fact, there is more than one fault-tolerant one who doesn't understand. Didn't he also wait for a fruitless result for many years?

It would be great if fault tolerance was only the younger brother.

It would be great if I didn't find out, and I was not tempted by fault tolerance.

After Fault Tolerance changed his clothes and came out, Jiang Biegu hadn't slept yet, and it wasn't that he had to sleep, but Fault Tolerance was a little worried that he would be bored:

"If you don't sleep, I'll bring you the computer?"

Jiang Biegu nodded, and fault-tolerant went to get the computer, set up the bed table, and adjusted the height to a comfortable height for him. After confirming that there was no problem, he carried the dirty clothes to the laundry room.

When Ding Cheng came back, Rong Fault had just come out of the laundry room. Seeing him wearing Jiang Biegu's clothes, he smiled and said nothing, and Fault Rong did not explain. He took the ingredients in his hands and went to the kitchen. The following follow the past:

"Do you want to pick up the bean sprouts from Mr. Xu?"

On the second day after Jiang Biegu’s car accident, Ding Cheng sent the bean sprouts to Xu Yanqing, and he didn’t have time to look at it. Now that Jiang Biegu came back, it was time for the bean sprouts to come back. It's not the same thing with him.

"Brother Yanqing said he would come over to take a look at night, I'll tell him to bring the bean sprouts over later, you don't need to go there."

"Row."

Ding Cheng still had to go to the company, and left after a short stay. Tolerant was preparing lunch in the kitchen, and would go to the room to take a look at Jiang Biegu from time to time. Every time Jiang Biegu would notice his arrival and look up at him, although Talk, but also give him a reassuring smile.

The lunch is not complicated, but it is also the ingredients that are helpful to Jiang Biegu's recovery. After eating with Jiang Biegu, he evacuated the bed table by mistake, went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and when he came back to the room, Jiang Biegu Already leaning against the head of the bed, drowsy.

Tolerance stepped over and patted him on the shoulder, Jiang Biegu opened his eyes to look at him, and Tolerance smiled:

"Lie down and rest?"

Jiang Biegu was also really sleepy, so he nodded without refusing, and Tolerance helped him lie down and covered him with a quilt: "Let's sleep for a while."

"You also have a rest." Jiang Biegu spoke rarely. Although his tone was a little vague, but Rong Fault knew what he was talking about almost without reacting to Jiang Biegu's words. He didn't refuse, and pointed to the sofa: "I'll go there Lie down."

"It's not that there is no bed at home."

"I know." Tolerance looked at him: "I want to be with you. I feel more at ease when I'm with you, and I sleep better."

Jiang Biegu didn't say anything, just watched him quietly for a while and then closed his eyes. Tolerance didn't leave immediately, but stood beside the bed and watched him quietly. He knew that Jiang Biegu was confused today because of the voice input. I was in a bad mood for too many things, so I didn't speak much.

Fault Tolerance felt sorry for his state, but since Jiang Biegu was unwilling to take the initiative to take this step, it was useless to worry.

Fault Tolerance let out a helpless sigh:

"Brother, do you know how much I like you?"

It was originally said in a whisper, but Tolerance never thought that Jiang Biegu would be able to respond to him. After speaking, he went out, went to the laundry room to dry the clothes, and cleaned the house a little. When everything was done, Jiang Zheng called A video call came, and they finally arrived in Tibet in a stop-and-go manner.

Sitting fault-tolerant in the living room and chatting with him for a while, Jiang Zheng noticed something sharply:

"Yo, is this home?"

"Well, my brother was discharged from the hospital today."

"Good to leave the hospital." Jiang Zheng said: "If you stay in the hospital for a long time, your mood will become depressed. If you are not sick, you can wait until you get sick. Going home will also help your brother recuperate, but you won't be kicked out again." Come out?"

The more Jiang Zheng said, the more sleazy his expression became, but he didn't get angry when Fault Tolerance was poked at the sore spot, and raised his eyebrows lightly:

"How can my brother chase me when he can't stand up?"

"So, it's not you who need your brother now, it's your brother who needs you?"

"No." Fault Tolerance denied Jiang Zheng's point of view without hesitation: "It's because I need my brother, and it's because I don't want to leave."

Maybe with someone you like, the sour smell of love on your body will really be suffocating. Even in a northern city and a Tibet, you can smell it through the screen of your mobile phone. The expression on Jiang Zheng's face is like eating a lemon, which damages the fault tolerance With a sound of 'sour', he hung up the phone directly.

Tolerance smiled and put away the phone.

In the afternoon, Jiang Biegu sat on the bed and watched the computer, while Tolerant went back to his old desk to do his homework. He had been in the hospital all this time and had no time to do these things. Now that he was back home, Whether it is Jiang Biegu or himself, they have relaxed a lot, and they can spare time to do some things by themselves.

It was a rare leisurely and warm afternoon.

In the evening Xu Yanqing came over to the villa to chat with Jiang Biegu, Tolerance did not participate, he has been teasing Douya outside, and explained many rules to him, the first thing is that he can no longer go to bed casually, Jiang Biegu's legs can't stand him Ten catties of weight pressed on it.

Bean Sprouts didn't know if she understood, but she was very excited anyway.

Xu Yanqing sat on the chair opposite Jiang Biegu when Rong Fault was teasing the dog outside and looked at him:

"You didn't say a word when I came here, so you don't welcome me?"

Jiang Biegu looked at him and chuckled, but he still didn't speak. Xu Yanqing didn't care, after all, when he entered the door just now, Tolerance had already greeted him, saying that Jiang Biegu hadn't spoken much all day today. up.

As a friend who has known him for almost 20 years, Xu Yanqing naturally understands what he is thinking:

"If you can't accept your current state, come out, as long as you come out, everything will be fine."

Jiang Biegu has changed from a person who has planned everything into a person who can't hear or say anything. Perhaps only he can understand the psychological gap. As a friend, Xu Yanqing certainly wants to help, and he doesn't want to see him like this. But what he can do is extremely limited.

It can even be said that nothing can be done.

This is a battle that belongs to Jiang Biegu alone, he has to fight it himself.

Jiang Biegu still didn't speak, and Xu Yanqing felt a little helpless, but he still kept talking:

"Do you really not consider fault tolerance?"

Jiang Biegu saw it and frowned slightly.

"Don't frown. I don't think it's a bad thing. I know you and I know Ji Mian, but even Ji Mian didn't treat you like Fault Tolerance at the beginning, right? Have you ever thought about how much Fault Tolerance really likes you?" You, will you do these things for you, and stay by your side?"

"I know you can't forget Ji Mian, but fault tolerance doesn't seem to make you forget him, didn't you say that? He already knew about Ji Mian's existence, and even went to see Ji Mian all the time, but if he cared a little bit, he would do it. Not for this sake."

"Jiang Biegu." Xu Yanqing looked at him: "It's been 13 years, how long are you going to have trouble with yourself?"

Jiang Biegu looked at Xu Yanqing, still silent. Just when Xu Yanqing thought that Jiang Biegu would keep silent, he suddenly spoke in a vague tone, saying:

"Do you all regard fault tolerance as the antidote?"

Xu Yanqing didn't hear it clearly, and it took him a while to figure out what he was talking about, but before Xu Yanqing could understand the meaning of this sentence, Jiang Biegu spoke again:

"You treat him as the antidote, the antidote to save me, but he is a human being."

"Of course he is human." Xu Yanqing said: "We may regard him as the antidote to your cure, but if we hadn't seen that fault tolerance treats you so well, we wouldn't be so boring to tell you these things, would we? Aren't we convincing you while also making fault tolerance?"

"You always feel that Fault Tolerance lives for you, and you shouldn't be the only one in life, but have you ever thought that this is the life that Fault Tolerance wants most?" Xu Yanqing said: "I used to always feel that God made You and Ji Mian were blind and too cruel to separate, but now I don't think so. Maybe he let you separate because of pure fate. You keep the relationship at its best, so you don't have to complain."

"Ji Mian is gone. Compared to you, he is really relaxed. He doesn't suffer from lovesickness or loss. It seems unfair, but God hasn't forgotten you. Otherwise... how could he arrange for someone who treats you like you? Where is the dead man coming to you?"

"It's not everyone's luck to meet such a person."

Because of Xu Yanqing's words, Jiang Bie was silent for a long time, and then said:

"So how can I be worthy of such a good person?"

……

Xu Yanqing didn't stay for too long. When he got up to leave, Rong Fault, who had been hiding outside, also walked in. Seeing Fault Rong appear, Xu Yanqing said with a smile:

"Tolerance, why don't you come with me? Your brother didn't tell you to stay here. Who knows if he will suddenly get upset later and drive you out. You don't have a car now. It's not convenient to call a car here at night. , follow me, come back tomorrow.”

I don't know what happened today. It seems that everyone is reminding him that he was kicked out by Jiang Biegu. Tolerance took a look at Jiang Biegu. He was also looking at him. There was no guilt on his face. I don't feel like I've done anything wrong.

He didn't care about fault tolerance, after all, he didn't feel that Jiang Biegu had really done anything wrong.But he also knew that Xu Yanqing was joking with himself, so he replied with a smile:

"It's really inconvenient to call a car, but I don't need it, I won't go."

Xu Yanqing didn't say anything else, and glanced at Jiang Biegu: "Think about what I said."

After finishing speaking, he left. Tolerance sent him to the door and then returned to the bedroom to accompany Jiang Biegu.

Jiang Biegu's eyes fell on him from the first moment he came in. Originally, Tolerant wanted to ask him when he would rest so that he could wash his face and brush his teeth, but seeing Jiang Biegu's eyes now, Tolerant changed his mind. She finished her mouth, walked up to him and sat down on the edge of the bed, looked at him and asked:

"Brother, I'm a little scared by your expression, don't you really want to drive me away?"

Jiang Biegu saw clearly what Tolerance said, and his expression was stained with a faint smile:

"What if I really disagree with you staying?"

"Then I'll go and set up a tent outside the villa." Rong Cuo looked at him with a smile: "Anyway, I won't make you angry."

"Can't you drive away?"

"Ah." Tolerance smiled and nodded, "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult."

Jiang Biegu was amused by him, raised his hand to touch his face, and patted his face lightly. This action surprised Tolerant, but he was very happy. Then he heard Jiang Biegu's voice:

"Stay here, this is your home."