Ying Yuchu's hair hasn't been combed for two days. The only comb at home is in his parents' room, and Jiang Jishan can't get in. Apart from the comb, he has other odds and ends to buy.

The flavor of the New Year is very strong, and the streets are full of lanterns and New Year's greeting songs.

Under the influence of "Nian", more than one billion Chinese people feel joyful and comfortable. Ying Yuchu has never felt the joy of his mood so clearly.

The children were dressed in bright colors, and all of them came out and said: Happy New Year!Some have already come up to play with Jiang Jishan.

His not gentle facial features are very attractive to children, and the negative ion energy has worked again, Jiang Jishan rubbed the head of one of the children.

"I want to hug..." A three-year-old Xiao Douding stretched out his hand, and Jiang Jishan picked him up.

Ying Yuchu didn't like children, he just stood there with a cold breath.

The children left quickly.

"Brother, Happy New Year!" A little boy turned his head and waved to Jiang Jishan, then looked at Ying Yuchu: "Happy New Year, sister too!"

Jiang Jishan responded calmly: "Happy New Year."

Ying Yuchu, who was passively "transgendered", ignored her with a cold face.

A little girl next to her became excited: "I will marry my brother in the future."

Ying Yuchu was no longer calm, and hugged him tightly: "It's mine!"

Like children vying for favor.

"Ah Si..." Jiang Jishan felt something was stuffed into his heart, it was really hard to explain what it was like.

There is a shopping mall within 10 minutes of walking, and there are many people.

Ying Yuchu was visiting the mall for the first time, and stopped in front of the big refrigerator.

He touched Jiang Jishan who was about to pay the bill: "I want to eat."

"Don't eat it in winter."

In the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month, the refrigerator can keep the ice cream from melting without being powered on. You can imagine how cold it is now.

Ying Yu Chuyi changed his domineering style and poked his arm: "Buy it, buy it."

The cashier's sister's eyes are almost bursting with red hearts, my God, she must be a boy if she is so cute!The heart of the big man in the queue at the back was shaken, and he almost opened his throat to say proudly: Brother, I will buy you a hundred!

Ying Yuchu began to shake his arm: "Buy, buy, buy..."

It's unbearable to act coquettishly with this kind of appearance, no matter how strong your concentration is, you can't stand it.

Jiang Jishan stopped immediately: "Don't act like a baby."

Acting like a baby is useless, so Ying Yuchu had no choice but to grab his tie and said, "Buy it quickly!" The dark blue tie was stretched out of shape...

Everyone was shocked and took three steps back.

Jiang Jishan took out the card, put it on the cash register, and said a few words: "Please..."

The frightened young lady hurriedly packed several ice creams, so don't kill anyone for the New Year's Eve.

When the two walked away, everyone shook their heads: It's really exhausting to have such a violent brother at the booth.

Jiang Jishan was still coughing when he walked out of the shopping mall. He untied his tie, saw that the middle part was stretched and deformed, and threw the tie into the trash can.The boy walked behind without speaking.

Back home, Ying Yuchu threw the bag on the ground and hugged him: "Jiang, don't hate me...I won't eat ice cream, okay?"

He really regretted it, he clearly knew his own strength, even though he tried his best to control his strength, it would still hurt a lot, he saw a circle of red marks on Jiang Jishan's neck, he wondered if it would be healed.

Jiang Jishan wanted to speak, cleared his throat, but still felt pain, so he raised his hand and patted his shoulder.

"Jiang, am I a monster..." Ying Yuchu murmured.

"What nonsense!" Jiang Jishan became serious: "You are not allowed to think like that again."

"Well, then don't be angry with me." Ying Yuchu hugged him tightly.

This felt like a bitter trick, Jiang Jishan found his hand reaching into his coat, touching his waist, he pulled his hand away and cut it behind his back: "What are you thinking?"

"I want to fuck you." Ying Yu Chucheng said, his hands were restrained, and he stretched his neck to kiss him.

Jiang Jishan pinched his nose: "Reject you."

Ying Yuchu slapped his hand away: "Refusal is invalid." She leaned forward and kissed him on the mouth, and pressed him onto the sofa, ready for the overlord to bow.

Prying his lips apart and kissing him hard, Jiang Jishan let him kiss.

If you don't let him kiss again, I'm afraid you will rebel.

Ying Yuchu was like a cheetah, biting his throat and licking at the strangles repeatedly, but he hates his hands being restrained by Jiang Jishan, otherwise he would have stripped him naked.

If it develops like this, the situation will be serious, Jiang Jishan pulled him back: "Get up, don't make trouble!"

He pulled Ying Yuchu up to sit on his lap, and saw that Jiang Jishan's clothes were disheveled, half of the shirt buttons around his neck were loose, and there were bite marks on his neck and ears.

He put his hand against the hardness of Jiang Jishan's crotch, felt the change through the fabric, and laughed: "It's so cute..."

"You're not a cat, how could you be in estrus?" Jiang Jishan felt his throat hurt even more, his lower part was also uncomfortable, and he also had a headache.

Ying Yuchu hugged him, eyes piercing: "When I saw you, I fell in love, I just want to fuck you..."

Jiang Jishan slapped his butt punitively: "Get up, I'm going to the bathroom." It was all teased by Ying Yuchu.

Ying Yuchu smiled in his ear: "Shall I help you...huh? Brother, do you want me to use my hands or my mouth?" Innocence is the most seductive.

"I'll take care of you when I come out." Jiang Jishan said in a hoarse voice, pinching his cheek, not having time to marvel at the softness of the boy's skin, and went into the toilet.

Ying Yu smiled proudly at the beginning: "Okay."

When Jiang Jishan came out, Ying Yuchu was sitting on the sofa, combing his hair with a newly bought comb. His naturally curly hair hadn't been taken care of in the past few days, and it was all tangled.

He tilted his head, and untied the knotted hair with his hands a little clumsily, and his brows were also tangled.

Jiang Jishan went over to help him untie his hair, although he wanted to pull out some of his hair with evil intentions, but in the end he combed it clean and beautiful for him, and rubbed the top of his head at the end.

Ying Yuchu squinted his eyes like a cat, dozed off, and fell asleep thinking of something: only you treat me well.

When he woke up, Jiang Jishan was sitting beside him. He had eaten half of the cone in his hand. It should be said that it was melted by the heating in the room. He only took one bite.

It feels too sweet for his liking.

Ying Yuchu leaned over and opened his mouth to take a big bite, a half-melted drop melted on his chin, Jiang Jishan reached out to wipe it off for him, and said seriously, "Si, what are you thinking?"

"What am I thinking, don't you know?" Ying Yuchu swallowed the cold liquid and grabbed his shoulder: "Isn't it obvious that I am acting? I want to kiss you, I want to hug you, and I want to be with you every day. Even if I die, I will die on the same day as you..."

Jiang Jishan wanted to search for a trace of cynicism on his face, but in the end he only saw wild and passionate emotions.

"Are you sure I have that feeling for you?"

Ying Yuchu was startled, yes, who stipulated that Jiang Jishan must like him.

After a long silence, Ying Yuchu sneered: "Besides me, who else do you dare to like?"

He kissed the corner of Jiang Jishan's mouth: "Whoever you like will die!"

His lips were pressed together, the sweet and greasy taste of the ice cream had turned bitter, and Ying Yuchu's internal organs were numb from that bite of ice cream, and he swore he would never eat such a ghost again.

That year, he had a halfway love affair.

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