My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

I don't know when the shower was turned off by mistake, but the heat in the shower room is still steaming, or maybe it's not the heat, but the heat of the body.

It doesn't matter, either is fine, Jiang Biegu has no intention to distinguish these.

He leaned on fault-tolerant shoulders, his consciousness was more or less unclear, and in his sight was the dripping water on the shower, in a quiet environment where he could hear his own heartbeat, he could even be in that drop I can see my own obsessed appearance in the water droplets.

Too embarrassing, in the hands of fault tolerance, he is really too embarrassing.

The water drop finally landed and landed on Jiang Biegu's eyebrows. It was cool, and his thoughts of running away came back a little bit. The corners of his lips curled up, and he suddenly realized that he was in a mess, but he was also happy.

Fault tolerance still hugged him, saw that he had calmed down, and then kissed the tooth mark on his shoulder, which he bit down on when he was at the pinnacle just now, it was a little deep, and he couldn't control his strength:

"Is Teacher Jiang still satisfied with the students' grades?"

Teacher Jiang didn't speak, but he pinched Rong Fou's hand that was still on his waist, and then raised his hand to turn on the faucet that Rong Fau had just turned off, and poured hot water from his head, washing away the stickiness on his front and back.

Tolerance took a shower with him, and came out together, probably because the environment of the bathroom reminded Jiang Biegu of what happened just now, so he almost eagerly wanted to go out, but was grabbed by Tolerance's arm and pulled him away. Stand in front of the sink.

There was a layer of mist on the mirror, so Jiang Bie couldn't see himself clearly. This was probably the reason why he was willing to continue standing here in cooperation with Tolerance. If he could see him, he might have left early.

He can probably imagine what he looks like now.

Tolerant took the towel, saw Jiang Biegu still looked dumbfounded, couldn't help laughing, when had he seen Jiang Biegu have such an expression?This is Jiang Biegu, but looking back, thinking about Jiang Biegu's state because of himself, I feel a little proud.

He was the one who told Jiang Bie to do this.

Cover Ebetsu's head with a towel, and gently wipe his hair:

"Still thinking about it? Don't be so obsessed with it. When you want it, just give me a look. I can understand."

Jiang Biegu's voice came muffled from under the towel:

"To shut up."

Is this the first time you tell yourself to shut up today?Tolerance has to reflect on whether he is too annoying, but he lifted the towel and looked at Jiang Biegu's red ears, and felt that it was not annoying, but his boyfriend was shy.

"Okay, I won't talk about it." Enough is enough for fault tolerance, and I really stopped teasing him. Seeing that his hair was no longer dripping, he took the hair dryer out of the cabinet, plugged it in and stood behind Jiang Biegu to dry his hair.

The hot wind blows, Jiang Biegu feels comfortable.

This is the first time that Jiang Biegu has been taken care of like this since he was a child. Although Fault Tolerant also helped him do this when he was injured and hospitalized, he felt different. They had just finished their intimate affairs, and now they were taken care of by Fault Tolerance like this. There were always more unspeakable feelings, intimate feelings that no one but the two of them could understand.

Jiang Biegu liked this feeling.

Jiang Biegu likes it, and so does Fault Tolerance. Jiang Biegu's hair is actually not particularly soft, but when the hair passes through his fingertips, he can't think of other words other than soft, not only soft, but also very itchy.

The hot air from the hair dryer dissipated the water mist on the mirror, and Jiang Biegu saw the fault tolerance standing behind him in the mirror at a glance. His eyebrows and eyes were very gentle, and he was not at all the same as the one who did those things to him forcefully in the shower just now. like the same.

Fault Tolerance sensed his gaze, and looked up, his gaze collided with him in the mirror, and both of them laughed.

It's just short hair, Jiang Biegu's hair was blown dry quickly, Rong Rong lowered his head and dropped a kiss on his hair:

"All right."

"Shall I help you?" Jiang Biegu looked at him in the mirror.

"No need." Rong fault smiled: "My hair is much shorter than yours, and it will dry with a towel."

Although this is a fact, Jiang Biegu still couldn't help turning his head to look at Tolerance, with puzzled eyes:

"What's wrong with you? You didn't let me help you just now, and you won't let me help you now? I can't touch you anymore?"

"No." The smile on the corner of fault tolerance's mouth deepened: "I dare not, if I asked you to help me just now, I'm afraid I really have to take the exam naked."

Jiang Biegu thought about Tolerance's posture just now, and felt that what he said was not an exaggeration, so he didn't say anything more, raised his hand and stroked his hair and turned around, and Tolerance didn't delay, directly wiped his hair with a towel, It was almost time to go out.

Jiang Biegu had already changed his clothes. He was sitting at the head of the bed and opened the drawer. He threw in the useless necessities bought on the bedside table. Tolerance smiled and said nothing. He went to the cloakroom to get a set of pajamas and changed into it. .

When he came out, Bean Sprouts was coming in from the door, walked up to Fault Tolerance and sniffed him, then he smelled something, looked up at him, turned his head and went out, Fault Tolerance looked at Bean Sprouts in shock, then looked at him again. Smiling and looking at his Jiangbie story:

"Shouldn't the bean sprouts smell something? I didn't get it on myself. Isn't it all on you?"

Jiang Biegu originally forgot about being in the shower, but after being reminded by Rong fault, he always felt that the position of his lower back and buttocks was still hot.

She was too lazy to care about him, and didn't bother to look at him, so she lifted the quilt and went to bed.

Tolerance smiled and walked over, lifted the quilt and lay down. Jiang Biegu glanced at him, and his gaze stayed on the clothes on Tolerance for a few seconds. Well, I didn't bring a few sets of my own clothes, and they were almost worn by him. I've read it over and over again, but Jiang Biegu doesn't have any opinion, let him like it.

Worried that he would say something that he would not be able to hold back tonight, Jiang Biegu spoke first:

"Look at your phone for a while or sleep now?"

Tolerance smiled: "I don't want to read it, today's grades are not bad, and there is still time to study the next topic tomorrow."

The corner of Jiang Biegu's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything else, he just turned off the light and lay down himself.

As soon as he lay down, Rong Fault came over and hugged him. Maybe it was because Rong Fault was younger than himself. Jiang Biegu always felt that he was like a small stove. He felt refreshed after taking a bath. I felt hot again.

He raised his leg and kicked him:

"Turn down the air conditioner."

Tolerance subconsciously touched the remote control: "Hot?"

"If you don't hug me, you don't have to adjust."

Tolerance laughed and understood his intention: "Then I'd better tone it down."

Lying back beside Jiang Biegu again and hugging him, Jiang Biegu smiled and let him rub and hug him, then patted him: "Be honest, sleep."

"Okay." Tolerance placed a kiss on his sideburns: "Good night."

When Jiang Biegu woke up the next morning, there was light coming in from the cracks in the curtains that were not drawn last night, and it was already dawn.

But Tolerance was still asleep, with his arms around his waist, hugging him tightly, Jiang Biegu felt his heartbeat and breathing, felt the voices from downstairs from time to time, felt that even if there were a few more mornings like this Ten years, and I won't feel tired.

He likes this security.

Before the fault tolerance, he woke up earlier than himself for a long time, but during this period of time in the hospital, his morning and evening turned upside down, and his biological clock has long been messed up. Although it is a good thing to have the habit of going to bed early and getting up early, but recently Jiang Biegu is also willing Let Tolerance get some sleep.

He got up cautiously, and Rong Rong only moved slightly, Jiang Biegu stuffed a pillow into his arms, and fell asleep again within a few seconds.

Jiang Biegu smiled, leaned over and planted a kiss on his forehead, and then went out.

Bean Sprout was lying on the door of the bedroom, saw Jiang Biegu come out and got up, Jiang Biegu made a gesture to silence it, Douya seemed to understand, stuck out his tongue and smiled at Jiang Biegu, very obedient .

Jiang Biegu smiled and patted its head, closed the bedroom door, and went to the balcony to feed the bean sprouts.

The bean sprouts were probably hungry and enjoyed eating. Jiang Biegu squatted next to it and rubbed it for a while before getting up and going to the guest bathroom to wash up. After washing, somehow his eyes fell on the shower in the shower room, and he remembered Forgive me for saying to myself last night that 'the shower in the guest bathroom is broken'.

And the series of things that happened because of this broken sentence, realizing what he was thinking, Jiang Bieyu smiled silently, he didn't give a mark for the fault tolerance test last night, but I have to say that Xueba is really a student Ba, no matter what you learn, you can learn quickly, and you can learn to the extreme.

He was really comfortable last night.

But stop thinking about it and think about something healthy in the morning.

Shaking away those abnormal thoughts in his mind, Jiang Biegu went through the plan that Xu Yanqing sent him before the fault tolerance, and went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast after washing up.

Jiang Biegu only showed up when he was about to make breakfast, leaning against the kitchen door and looking at him:

"Brother, am I a bit of a scumbag?"

Jiang Bie didn't turn his head back: "It's a little bit, I used to not be able to cook one meal a year, but now I only have one day with you, and I only cook two meals, reflect on yourself."

Tolerance smiled, walked over and kissed him, Jiang Biegu also smiled:

"Go wash up and eat."

"it is good."

In the afternoon, Jiang Biegu was busy in the study room, so Tolerance sat on the sofa next to him and read the materials while rolling bean sprouts. As for the materials, he did not do research for the time being. Anyway, no one spoke for a long time, and there was only the snoring of bean sprouts in the whole room. The sound of He Jiangbie's occasional typing on the keyboard, and the afternoon sun shining in through the front French windows, it is a picture that anyone who looks at will feel that the years are peaceful.

Later, Fault Rong's cell phone rang a few times, Jiang Biegu looked over, saw that he was replying to a message and ignored him, and was busy on his own. Later, from the corner of his eye, he saw Fault Rong stood up, walked over and put his hands on the table, Only then did Jiang Biegu look up, and tolerated a smile:

"Want to have dinner together tonight?"

Jiang Bie raised his eyebrows, he didn't refuse, but he didn't agree either.

"Jiang Zheng contacted me just now and asked me how I was doing." Fault-tolerant looked at Jiang Biegu with a smile: "I thought they were worried about me before, they came to the hospital to see me several times, and now I'm fine, and they just happened to When you are on vacation, just treat them to a meal, no one else, you have seen them all."

Jiang Biegu smiled: "I should have a meal to express my gratitude, but I won't go, right? Although I am your boyfriend, there is more than one round of age difference. When I go, they still treat me as an elder , I don't care if they are comfortable or not, but I don't want them to remind me of the fact that I am old."

Fault tolerance was amused by his statement:

"Who says you're old? The news says you're young and talented."

"There is still a gap between a young man and a young man." Jiang Biegu leaned on the back of his chair and looked at him: "Don't turn around and they will say that I am an old cow eating tender grass."

In fact, Fault-Tolerant knows that there is a high probability that Jiang Biegu will not go, and as he said, people of different ages, although they are all finance must have topics, but they are not in the same circle after all, and the topics are all related to each other Just thinking about it makes me tired.

He wouldn't force it either, but Jiang Biegu's phrase "an old cow eats tender grass" made Tolerance think a little bit, walked up to Jiang Biegu, sat on the desk and looked at him, with a somewhat smile on his face He had bad intentions, and it was probably a bit difficult to say. He even touched the tip of his nose to hide his embarrassment before speaking, but he finally said it. He asked Jiang Biegu:

"How to eat?"

Jiang Biegu: "..."

Jiang Biegu understood the meaning of fault tolerance almost instantly.

I didn't do this before.Sure enough, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Jiang Bie pretended not to hear this topic: "Aren't you going to eat? Are you going to prepare?"

Fault tolerance knew that Jiang Biegu couldn't answer his own question anymore, so he didn't insist any longer. Anyway, seeing him dodging, he had already achieved his goal. He smiled and asked him: "Then what do you have for dinner? I'll make it for you."

"No need." Jiang Biegu said as he slid the chair and took a step closer to Tolerance: "Gather you well, don't think about me."

Jiang Biegu's action was to let Fault Tolerance get out of the way. He still had things to deal with, but Fault Tolerance didn't seem to want to let go. Jiang Biegu looked up at him and patted his ass:

"Woke up."

The fault tolerance still didn't make any sense, and asked him:

"will you miss Me?"

Jiang Biegu was asked with a smile: "Are you nauseous?"

Fault tolerance also suddenly realized that his question seemed a little too naive, and scratched the back of his head embarrassingly: "Is there any? It's the first time I'm in love, brother, don't dislike me."

The words of fault tolerance made Jiang Biegu suddenly realize that he was wrong. He is almost 35 years old, and he doesn't have much enthusiasm for anything. In some ways it can still be taken for granted.

Like now.

Fault Tolerance is only in his early 20s, and it is his first love, so he will inevitably feel a little lingering and a bit greasy when getting along with himself. These are normal and not disgusting at all.

Jiang Biegu realized this, got up from his seat, stood in front of Tolerance and kissed him:

"I will miss you."

Fault tolerance didn't expect Jiang Biegu to change his answer, he was stunned for a moment, but he quickly realized that he grabbed Jiang Biegu's arm and turned over, trapping him between the desk and himself, and kissed him.

Jiang Biegu didn't resist the kiss with Tolerance at all, but his waist was not so forgiving, and it wouldn't work if he leaned back for a while. Fortunately, Tolerant could see it, and he didn't kiss if he had something to do later. It's too much, otherwise it won't be easy to solve.

"Brother." Tolerance whispered in his ear: "I just studied another subject, you will test me again tonight?"

Jiang Biegu looked at him: "What subject?"

Tolerance smiled slightly: "Ventrilo."

Jiang Biegu: "..."

He shouldn't feel sorry for this wolf cub!