Oral period

"Didn't you buy grilled sausages, where are the sausages?"

When he realized that the light in his living room was still on, Xia Jingzhe actually realized that something was wrong, but he had already reached the door, and it was unrealistic for him to walk back into the cold wind, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and open the door, and slammed into the door. In the brightly lit warmth, what was waiting for him was such a question with a half-smile.

Zhen Xiao had finished washing, and changed back to soft and harmless home clothes. The washed hair was half-dried, exuding a pleasant smell, like sweet oranges that had been heated——then Xia Jingzhe remembered that she bought a new one two days ago The shampoo smells like orange blossom, which is similar but not exactly the same, but just being applied to this person reminds him of orange hard candies that are so sweet that they are greasy but still runny.

"I finished eating on the way back." He slowly lowered his head to change his shoes, stared at his fluffy slippers and said nonsense, "I thought you didn't like the smell of black pepper."

Zhen Xiao was noncommittal, leaning against the entrance, he looked a bit like a large dog squatting on his master's way home, he didn't know when he came up silently, causing him to bump into a strange yet familiar embrace, startled .

So the smell of wet orange blossom lingered, mixed with the light mint smell of toothpaste——Zhen Xiao rubbed his chin on the top of his head, his voice deliberately softened, as if he was wronged and coquettish: "43 minutes and 15 seconds, what are you doing today? The time spent with sausages is longer than with me."

"...I was wrong, I was wrong, I shouldn't hang out with grilled sausages and leave Zhenggong in the cold - get up, don't know how to dry your hair after washing, aren't you afraid of catching a cold?" Xia Jingzhe was so tired of him that he couldn't do anything, couldn't break free, I had no choice but to coax him according to his wishes, secretly slandering this person was really uncertain, and he looked like he was in a bad mood and wanted to be polite with him in the car, but now he knows that he is tired of people.

Zhen Xiao gave a low "hmm" and didn't know if he was coaxed well, so she walked in half pushing and half hugging him around, sat down beside the sofa, pointed to the hair dryer that had been plugged in long ago on the tea table, A smile flickered in his eyes, and he even looked a little cute.

Feeling guilty, Xia Jingzhe was temporarily too lazy to argue with him about meaningless questions such as who predicted who's prediction, so he ravaged his hair twice, got up and went to get the hair dryer.

He thought that he might be a bit of a married woman, especially when facing an older child like Zhen Xiao who lacks self-care ability, he lost his temper unknowingly. On the contrary, his unspoken dependence on his sweetheart was very useful—— This realization aroused goosebumps all over his skin, and the hand that brushed the hair of the man exerted a little force, and he let out a muffled groan.

"You're distracted," Zhen Xiao looked up at him, and asked half-jokingly, "What are you thinking, sausage?"

"I think I'm drying pets. Is the service too considerate?" Xia Jingzhe swept his fluffy hair with hot air for the last time, rubbed it twice with satisfaction, then turned off the hair dryer and put it aside, said, "One time Didn't you talk about learning how to take care of yourself at the beginning, how did you become a spoiled child?"

Zhen Xiao turned around and took his hand, and put his cold fingers into his sleeves, and gently stroked the delicate flesh of his wrist, like a meaningful hint, but with an innocent expression: "Then I'll blow it up for you too." Hair... Teacher Xia."

"Forget it, sleep or not, there is an exam tomorrow," Xia Jingzhe didn't have any expectations for his self-care ability, patted his head like sending a child away, got up to leave, "I'm going to take a shower. "

The "little boy" grabbed his sleeve, shook it lightly, and stared straight at him without any concealment. The spring ice melted, and he said softly, "Then can I still sleep in your bed today?"

"Yes, why not..." Halfway through the conversation, Xia Jingzhe realized that the current situation is different from the past, and the relationship between the two of them can no longer be simply summed up in the word "staying overnight", as if he was choked by the sudden spread of ambiguity, and his speech stuttered Get up, "It's only a few hours, it's better than catching a cold-let's say it first, I don't want to have sex, I just sleep."

After all, he is a person who keeps saying that kissing is based on the premise of dating for several months—Zhen Xiao thinks of the commission letter about kissing a few weeks ago, and also thinks of Xia Jingzhe's recent serial comics in which the hero and heroine kiss as soon as they confess their love. Unable to figure out where the bottom line of his acceptance lies, he proved his innocence with an innocent face: "I didn't say anything..."

"That's right, what do you know..." Xia Jingzhe treated him like a blank sheet of paper, rubbed his face to dispel all the charming associations in his mind, muttered and walked to the bathroom, at a certain moment he felt like a stinky hooligan maliciously speculating on a pure and good boy , or the one who feels quite good about himself, subconsciously substituting himself into the passive side.

Naturally, he ignored Zhen Xiao's gaze wrapping around his back, and the gloom and suspicion that flashed by.

Xia Jingzhe is afraid of the cold, and is used to bathing in hot water. She was dazed by the rising water vapor, and dully recalled the phone call not long ago - find a place on Friday night, the time and place can be chosen by the other party.

The conflict that has been entangled for several months ended in a one-on-one fight. He himself felt naive and absurd when he said it, but it was indeed the only way he could think of that would not cause trouble and break the status quo. It was better than following him one day Their people changed from one to a group, and then they affected the pillow.

He didn't expect Gao Qiyang to agree to a fight so readily. The only explanation he could think of was that he looked too confusing and looked like a powerless sissy, which made the other party feel alone with him. The choice is to pick up the cheap, so it is a matter of course to agree.

To him, it doesn't really matter much, it's nothing more than finding a reason to settle the incident, and it's best if he wins the opponent as he thought. No, he is too lazy to play these cat-and-mouse games anymore, the worst is to bring things to the surface—no matter how busy his parents are with work, they won’t let him, the only heir of the blood, be in a state of being tortured all day long. In the situation where people follow and find faults, otherwise one day something unexpected happens, and his family will never be seen again.

What's even more strange is the sentence Liu Song threw over before he left: "Actually, the boss hasn't mentioned anything recently, so let us follow you in turn."

"What a foolish thing..." Xia Jingzhe shook her head, plunged into the hot water, and was covered by the fragrance of orange blossom. No matter how she smelled it, she felt that the smell was different from Zhenxiao's. Suddenly I miss the warm hug of the other party, and I think that comic books are not deceiving, and when I am in a restless mood, I will really long for intimate contact.

Then he suddenly realized that he had someone he could rely on.

This cognition is like a small cluster of fireworks exploding on the edge of his mind, neither bright nor eye-catching, but it really dazzled him, and it took him a few seconds to sort out the cause and effect of this sentence——and then a long and lonely The night sky was filled with fireworks, crackling in various colors, burning away the thoughts that disturbed him, leaving only dazzling colorful light spots, coiled in front of his eyes like a nebula.

The next second he staggered while leaning on the tiled wall, and realized that those fireworks were not all caused by emotions—he was a little dizzy after dipping his head in the hot water for a long time.

When Xia Jingzhe walked out of the bathroom, she was shocked by the cold, and there was an endless thought in her mind, about whether contemporary high school students who have stayed up for so many days and nights can go to bed early, especially in such a in a special situation.

The first day, no, the second day of dating your crush - still sharing the same bed.

To hell with it.

Prompted by his instinct to warm up, he walked straight to the bedroom. The subtle desire for dependence in his heart reached its peak the moment he opened the door and saw the pillow, and it almost overflowed. Fortunately, it was only a few steps away. It only takes less than three seconds to get into the bed and then roll onto the person, and it won't make him lose his composure too much.

Zhen Xiao was startled, subconsciously reached out to hug him, a little helpless: "Why don't you remember to blow your hair..."

Xia Jingzhe let out a muffled "Yeah", thinking that the smell on his body was better than pure shampoo and body wash, and she listened to his words with one ear and out the other, with a full-on appearance of cheating.

Not only did he forget to dry his hair, he obviously didn't even wipe it twice. The wet black hair was still clinging to the back of his neck in such a mess. A large piece of skin was exposed under the wide collar. The bones in the spine are thin and undulating, like carefully carved white jade. There is a depression between the shoulder blades on both sides. As the movement becomes more and more obvious, the warm yellow light falls on the slightly concave spine, and is refracted by sporadic water stains. It shows bright and dark light and shadow that attract people's daydream.

As soon as his Adam's apple rolled, Zhenxiao lowered his gaze, choosing the latter between carrying out the plan and blow-drying someone's hair to avoid catching cold. He stretched out his hand to push his wet hair aside, and pulled up his collar to cover the skin properly Stopped, and then added a layer of quilt as if trying to cover it up: "I'll get the hair dryer."

Probably because he realized that his behavior was a little abnormal, Xia Jingzhe was silent for a few seconds, and then seemed to return to his senses. He suddenly pulled the quilt over his head, and said in a muffled voice, "...I can blow it myself. .”

——After all, I still haven't been overwhelmed by the pillow, and I was manipulated into a very awkward position by him to accept the hair blowing by virtue of the height difference, like a doll surrounded by someone, or a pet sitting in the owner's arms.

Xia Jingzhe's superior picture imagination ability is brought into full play at this moment, even if she doesn't think about it deliberately, she can still make up for the overly ambiguous appearance of the two at the moment.He couldn't bear the other party's breath that was hotter than the hot wind falling on his ear, so he subconsciously sat up straight with his thighs propped up, and was dragged back to his back by the person behind him who tightly circled his waist and abdomen. Angle.

Zhenxiao's movements are very straightforward, he just hugged him in a circle, and didn't intend to take the opportunity to cause trouble, but the place he touched through his clothes still became hopelessly hot, implicating the ambiguity in his imagination that was more important than touching .

"...Are you a hooligan?!" Xia Jingzhe heard her faintly trembling voice, which seemed to be squeezed out from the bottom of her throat, and she was extremely hoarse.

"No," Zhen Xiao lowered the tone so that his voice could reach his ears more confidently, "It's your boyfriend—you said you would treat me better, so you can't be angry."

It's not hooliganism, it's justifiable flirting.

Xia Jingzhe wondered where he was angry—if he wanted to be angry, he should be angry from embarrassment, and the second word accounted for 80.00%—but he was taken aback by his "boyfriend", and he couldn't say anything to refute. As if being drawn in by his overly natural tone, he began to accept the absurd fact that there is nothing wrong with this situation, so he stopped trying to struggle, and unknowingly relaxed, pillowed in the warm embrace of the other party, like being surrounded by someone. A cat who cares well and forgets his temper.

Until his hair was dry, the other party still didn't want to stop. Instead, he adjusted the wind to the hottest level, lingering near his ears not too far or too close, which made him a little unbearable, so he couldn't help it. Open the mouth to stop: "It's already dry, don't blow it..."

Knowing that his ears are sensitive, Zhen Xiao pretended not to hear clearly, and lowered her head to lean into his ear and asked, "What did you say?"

The usual cold voice suddenly became gentle, which was a more foul contrast than deliberate seduction——Xia Jingzhe's shoulders stiffened, and he subconsciously turned his head to avoid it, but bumped into the inorganic hot air of the hair dryer on the other side, and the dirty words leaked unconsciously , soft and dumb, more like begging for mercy than a threat.

Zhen Xiao was finally willing to turn off the hair dryer, and raised his hand to rub his ears in a good-tempered manner, like some serious comfort, but his fingers were cold, and covering the hot pinna would only make him tremble more, what he said It was also broken into pieces, completely embarrassed: "What the hell are you trying to do?"

He actually couldn't remember what happened afterwards, he only knew what Zhen Xiaofu said next to his ear, brightly turning black and white, but not giving him room to refute, so annoyed that he turned around and pushed, trying to be violent Resist the new boyfriend who pushes forward.

... After recovering, the lamp has already dimmed, leaving only the dim yellow one beside the bed, which outlines the gentle eyebrows and eyes of the servants - he is sitting on Zhenxiao, but he doesn't have the slightest initiative, he seems to be chasing him. The duck was put on the shelves, but the person who was being pressed by him was able to move freely, leaning against the head of the bed and raising his eyes to look at him, the warm light reflected in his eyes, like a handful of finely shattered stars.

Zhen Xiao seemed to say something, but he didn't make a sound, and the shape of his mouth reminded him of the moist breath lingering between the two, orange, navel orange.

Then he reacted suddenly, and the orange candy filled in his mind exploded into orange waste, so sweet that he couldn't breathe—Zhen Xiao sat up and hugged him with an innocent face, put him in his arms, and hugged him He asked softly in his ears, thinking of something, his face was so red.

"...Don't you understand everything?" Until this time, he still had time to think that he had been cheated out of everything, so he pressed his teeth to ask, but the voice was intermittent, and it sounded unintimidating, but a bit embarrassing.

In the next second, I had no strength to think about it—the pinna was wrapped around something hot and humid, and then fell into a piece of cool damp. Zhenxiao picked up the thin earlobe, rubbed it with her canine teeth like grinding her teeth, and then used Angrily asked him why I don't understand.

"I learned a little by myself, and I have to wait for Teacher Xia to teach me the rest." Zhen Xiao rubbed his stiff back comfortingly, stopped on the side of his waist, and squeezed it once and for all, "For example, together How many days can we kiss—this comic is the first day, the last one is the fifth day, and the last one...we kissed before we got together—Mr. Xia, what about you?"

Xia Jingzhe was bitten by him into a daze, and it was difficult to think. She subconsciously wanted to push his hand away, but was stopped by the consciousness of reformation in her heart, and she didn't dare to push too hard. Grabbing his wrist, it seemed as if he wanted to refuse or welcome: "I don't know...you can do whatever you like, fuck me, you let go...itch..."

In the end, I was crying, and my reason was also torn apart, and I couldn't hear what I said at all.

After his sharp edges used to confuse the public and the public have expired, the rest of the inside is actually very soft, soft enough to be vulnerable.

After all, Zhen Xiao couldn't bear to bully others too much, and temporarily let go of his hand according to his wishes, and didn't torture his red ears any longer. After his shortness of breath calmed down a little, he leaned forward again, and softly repeated his previous words: " Do as I like..."

"It's not..." Xia Jingzhe couldn't figure out what was going on with him today. He was obviously not a person who pursued intimacy much, and he always clicked on clingy people. He didn't seem to be in a hurry, but he seemed to hold back bad thoughts Deliberately bullying himself, trying to force him to say something.

However, when the aquatic-toned breath fell on his lips, he still forgot to refuse, and even closed his eyes hopelessly, hearing his shameful bargaining: "Then at least, don't stick out your tongue..."

The imaginary kiss did not fall for a long time.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

He couldn't bear the doubts, opened his eyelids, and saw the beautiful lips of the other party touched the light, gently opening and closing like a bewitching, his voice was cruel and gentle: "Xia Jingzhe, do you have something to hide from me?"