thousand cups

"What time is it?" Shen Chaowen asked him.

"I don't know." Jiang Mo said, "Don't worry about it, you can sleep a little longer,"

Shen Chaowen groaned, kissed his hand again, and went to reach for the mobile phone by the bed.Always like this, disobedient.

Jiang Mo picked up the phone one step ahead of him and looked at it.

"At four o'clock, you slept for a movie." After a pause, "Sleep a little longer? Get up around 05:30, have a meal and go back."

He wanted Shen Chaowen to get enough sleep.People tend to be irritable if they don't get enough sleep. For the sake of a pleasant journey, Jiang Mo thinks it's better to let him get enough sleep.

Shen Chaowen looked at him with half-opened eyes, and pulled his hand: "You sleep with me and I will sleep."

Jiang Mo patted his face, took off his shoes and lifted the quilt to bed.Shen Chaowen left him the side where he slept soundly, and when he got in, he hugged his waist and leaned close to him.

No one spoke at first, Jiang Mo felt that he was hugging himself and fell asleep again, so he gently ran down his hair to let himself go.

It's not right to smooth him for 2 minutes, and I don't know if it's too comfortable or what, Shen Chaowen kissed the side of his neck twice, and his hand slipped down without a sound.

"I had a dream," he said, "and it was quite exciting."

His pants were unbuttoned.Jiang Mo was unmoved, let him touch it, and hummed: "Please tell me."

"I dreamed that you kissed that Emma lady on the Bund, and then you hugged into a hotel, and you..."

"Shen, Chao, Wen." Jiang Mo was instantly angry, "Wake up and feel refreshed again, please don't start a war!"

Shen Chaowen immediately changed his tune: "I'm lying to you, but I just dreamed about my grandma."

Jiang Mo nodded, expressing that he was willing to listen: "Please tell me."

"I just dreamed... I dreamed that when I was in elementary school, there was an election for the flag-raiser in the class. I didn't get selected. I was not tall enough at that time. I only grew tall when I was in junior high school." Shen Chaowen said, "After returning home I was so angry that I felt unconvinced, and almost cried when I was eating. My grandma asked me what was wrong, but I didn't say anything. The next day she was very anxious, thinking that I was being bullied by my classmates, so she quietly ran to the school to ask Teacher, the teacher was also confused, and called me to the office to ask..." I laughed while talking.

Jiang Mo was speechless: "Why were you so competitive when you were in elementary school?"

Shen Chaowen didn't take it seriously: "Is there any problem?"

No problem, no problem at all.Jiang Mo hugged him and smiled: "I think you are kind of cute."

Shen Chaowen, who didn't think he was cute, turned over to hold him down, sat on his crotch with his long legs spread apart, and began to unbutton his shirt.He didn't wear glasses, and looked at himself bluntly, his eyes seemed to be covered with ice.Generally, when cooking, the layer of ice will melt a little bit and have a little temperature.

Jiang Mo asked nonsense: "Why, you want to eat me."

"Didn't you say that doing this during a quarrel can resolve conflicts? Maybe we should try." He took off his shirt, "It's good to use sex to eliminate conflicts."

Jiang Mo thought for a while, and said to him: "Contradictions cannot be completely eliminated, they are usually transformed into each other. Haven't you learned from Ma Zhe?"

"How do you know it can't be eliminated if you don't try?"

"Then why are you trying to challenge Marx's truth?"

Shen Chaowen said to him: "Because practice is the only criterion for testing truth."

"..." Jiang Mo patted his waist with a smile, "Sophistry. You have a problem with your attitude, don't try to solve the problem with sex."

"How do you know you can't solve it if you don't try?"

"Don't argue with me." Jiang Mo patted his head unbearably, "Bow your head."

"..." Shen Chaowen reluctantly lowered his head, supported Jiang Mo's shoulder, approached him, and looked at him at the same level.

Jiang Mo looked at him carefully, leaned over and kissed him: "Do it if you want to, don't think about using this to solve anything, understand and nod."

Fine.Shen Chaowen nodded, took out a tie from the side pocket of his suit, and asked with expectant eyes, is this okay.

"..." Jiang Mo felt dizzy when he saw this thing, "...why do you like to tie me up so much??"

Shen Chaowen said sincerely: "I will be very satisfied."

Jiang Mo sighed: "What kind of weird sexual fetishes do you have, can your desire to control not spread to..."

Do not listen.Shen Chaowen, who was full of sleep, was full of energy, twisted his hands, wrapped his tie a few times, and tied his hands very forcefully on top of his head when Jiang Mo was cursing, bullying him.

This is always the style of painting when he moves on it by himself.Generally, when Jiang Mo is in a good mood during the Chinese New Year, he will let him tie him up once, and let him go, just to make him happy.Jiang Mo finds Shen Chaowen's various sexual fetishes very funny, he likes this position the most, he likes to tie Jiang Mo up, he likes to poke his hand into his mouth while doing it, call him brother twice, and tell himself to lick his hand, I also like to leave all kinds of marks on myself, bite marks, hickey marks...

Sometimes Jiang Mo thinks he is funny, and sometimes he is stimulated by the sense of dislocation and makes him play like this on it.What's more, it's his birthday today, Jiang Mo tried his best to actively cooperate with his brother's strange sexual habit, and tried his best to perform, not to spoil his interest.

Just ignore it.Inadvertently raised his eyes to give him a glance, oh, I can't see it, it's here.

After finishing it once, Jiang Mo kissed Shen Chaowen's wet fingers: "Are you happy, Shen Lv."

Shen Chaowen was sweating, leaned in and kissed him, and said, "I'm happy, Director Jiang, thank you."

Jiang Mo glared at him: "Hurry up and let me go."

Shen Chaowen took off the tie wrapped around his hand, and leaned over to kiss him.

Jiang Mo rubbed the sweat on his back, held the other's shoulder and turned over, pressed him and kissed him for a while.Do it a second time with a different rhythm.

Jiang Mo's style is gentle and lingering.Every time he came to take the lead in this matter, Shen Chaowen felt that his body was melting a little bit, and his consciousness would sink in a little bit.It can be separated from the stimulation of sex itself, and Shen Chaowen feels more of the love part when doing it with him.He will look at you deeply, stare at you, observe your reaction, as if trying to examine your soul in this way... It can only be said that he is a talented and skilled player.

Under that kind of complete consciousness suppression, Shen Chaowen is often just the one being commanded.It was so slow that there was nothing he could do about it, and Jiang Mo didn't give it to him in a hurry, he must fill the whole process with another kind of fun, probably to grind his temper.Sometimes when he is panting heavily, he will take a break halfway, or read a few obscene poems to your ear, or say a bunch of French that you don't understand to tease you, which can be said to be particularly bad-hearted.

After the second time, it was cloudy outside, and I don't know if it will rain at night.

They showered and packed up to check out and find somewhere to eat.The ancient town is not big, and it will be over in a while.They found a small shop to eat noodles, and Jiang Mo pulled him to talk to the aunt who cooked the noodles, and then Shen Chaowen was surprised to find that Jiang Mo seemed to be able to understand the dialect of the people here after coming here for a month ...

After eating noodles, they walked back slowly, and no one mentioned their next plan, so they strolled casually.

When passing by a store, Jiang Mo's footsteps suddenly stopped.After thinking for a long time, he tugged on Shen Chaowen's wrist, pointed to the nearby shop and said, "Do you want to take a photo?"

Shen Chaowen turned his head to see that it was a very old photo studio.

He looked down at his shirt: "... I'm missing a button."

Jiang Mo smiled: "It's also very special."

Shen Chaowen was still hesitating, but Jiang Mo grabbed his wrist and led him into the shop without saying a word.The store has two floors. Walking into the first floor, the wall is full of old photos, mostly black and white, including wedding photos, birthday photos of children, and family photos of a family. Each photo has a different smile.

The boss is an old man. He was having dinner with his family when he entered. When he saw them coming in, he quickly stood up to receive them.Jiang Mo smiled and said to him: "We are not in a hurry, you eat first."

The old man smiled and waved his hands: "There is no reason to keep guests waiting."

Said to take them to go inside.When he walked into the photo studio, Jiang Mo's eyes lit up, and he pointed to a machine and asked, "Old film?"

The old man nodded: "It's an antique, and he will retire in two years." After a pause, "What do you take photos of your IDs for?"

Jiang Mo answered him quite naturally: "Take a photo for us like a wedding photo."

Shen Chaowen was stunned for a moment and looked at him with wide eyes.

The old man was stunned for a while, but he didn't say anything. He quickly calmed down and directed the two of them to sit on a stool.

Shen Chaowen stared stiffly at the machine in front of him.He has no memory of taking photos in such a ceremonial old photo studio, and Jiang Mo is the person next to him, so he becomes nervous for no reason, always feeling that he is going to take a test when he is not fully prepared.

He sat on the bench with Jiang Mo a little uneasy, a little uneasy, and a little expectant.

The next second, the hand was held.

The old man glanced at their postures, hesitated to speak before saying, "It doesn't look good if you get too close, separate them."

They moved a little to the side at the same time.

The old man smiled: "It doesn't need to be that far away, just be natural."

After taking the photos, they left the postage and address for the old man, and asked him to wash it and send it to his home.Walking out of the store, it was already dark, and it was raining lightly in the ancient town, not heavy, but very soft.Jiang Mo stretched out his hand to him naturally, and they walked around in the drizzle holding hands for a while, and walked out of this misty and rainy ancient town with some reluctance, and left.

After getting in the car and fastening the seat belt, Jiang Mo felt that the atmosphere was almost over, so he mustered up his courage and said to the people beside him: "Although you have been refusing to listen to my explanation, I still decided to talk to you and take this step. You promise to be calm after listening, don't get angry, don't think about revenge on others, don't..."

Shen Chaowen frowned, and turned his head to look at him in confusion: "What?"