Sente Eiji's Black Friday

Natsume Eiji opened the refrigerator, first inspected it seriously, and then filled it with the newly bought things. After finishing, he rubbed the cat's head lying in his arms with satisfaction.

"Not bad, it seems that I have a good meal."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who already had severe separation anxiety, hugged him and did not let go. Hearing this, he smiled helplessly: "I'm not a child anymore..."

"If I wasn't a kid, I wouldn't have to throw away so many dishes in the morning."

Eiji pinched his face, expressing that a certain cat who is used to being aggressive is really not good at learning, if he is not forced to eat, maybe it will happen that seven days' worth of food is only eaten for less than two days .

Zhu Fu Jingguang covered the pinched place and blushed. Seeing what Ying Er wanted to say, he quickly changed the subject: "Ah, I made miso soup!"

He grabbed Ying Er and wanted to leave, but the latter didn't move at all. If he really wanted to run to the kitchen, he could only let go of the hand holding her.

Then Zhu Fu Jingguang froze, and after a few seconds, his ears and cheeks were completely red, and finally he pursed his lips silently and hugged him tightly again, his face was buried in his arms tightly and could not come out.

"Pfft—hahahaha!"

Natsume Eiji laughed at his cuteness.

"...Ying Er!" Zhu Fu Jingguang was burned by his smiling face, with an expression of embarrassment and embarrassment, and his eyes were full of helpless pampering.

"Ahahaha, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, because you are too cute just because you can't help but..." Yinger rubbed his face with a smile, and looked at Zhu Fujingguang's focused eyes and flushed cheeks , the expression unknowingly softened.

"Does your leg hurt?" He touched the wound on Zhu Fu Jingguang's thigh.

Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head, knowing what he was referring to, his soft blue eyes unconsciously curved sweetly: "It's just a curry, it won't be tiring."

Natsume Eiji was noncommittal, and raised his chin towards the dining table: "Let go of me for a while, I'll go and serve the curry and soup."

"...Well." Zhu Fu Jingguang hesitated visible to the naked eye, struggled for a while with red ears under Ying Er's funny gaze, and finally let him go reluctantly: "Okay, okay, then hurry up... "

"I know, I know." Ying Er smiled and waved his hands at him, his eyes stayed on his awkward walking posture for a while, and then rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Zhu Fu Jingguang ate this dinner while sitting on Yinger's lap.

Even the Maoyan youth himself was shocked by how sticky he was, and felt extremely ashamed.But Natsume Eiji adapted well to his severe skin cravings, and in the end even enthusiastically proposed to feed Jingguang by himself.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that this was too shameful no matter what, so he blushed and waved his hands again and again, making Eiji laugh again.

Only then did Jing Guang realize that he seemed to have been tricked, and he was not angry, but looked helplessly at his lover who was actually one year younger than himself, and couldn't help but peck and kiss his lips, covering himself The ears that were still dyed red whispered: "Bad heart."

Natsume Eiji smiled triumphantly, pulled his hand down to kiss the tips of his ears, then the roots of his ears and the ends of his eyes, leaving large patches of intoxicating wine red on his smooth cheeks.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's half of his body went numb when his hot breath gushed into his ears. He kissed him back eagerly, while straddling his lap, and went to undo his clothes with red eyes.

However, before the first button was undone, Natsume Eiji grabbed his hand, met his puzzled gaze, smiled and kissed his eyes, the expression between his brows was as moist as water: "Hey, we won't be here today!" Do."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's face immediately turned pale.

Before he could think about it, Eiji suddenly stood up holding him and put him back on the bed.

Zhu Fu Jingguang hugged him the whole time without saying a word, and after being put down, he pursed his lips and hugged his neck to prevent him from leaving. Hu Lan's eyes were fixed on him, and his other hand was still going to untie his clothes.

Ying Er had no choice but to hold him down again, opened his mouth to say something, but saw Zhu Fu Jingguang trembling his eyelashes, as if he had been hit by some huge blow, tears flowed out suddenly.

"Light, light?" Natsume Eiji was stunned. He quickly hugged him in his arms, patted him on the back and explained softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, it's not that I don't want you, it's you who wants you today." His physical condition is really not suitable for coming again..."

"I can." Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was weeping quietly, refuted him in a low voice but stubbornly, holding his waist tightly with his arms like a drowning man, as if he was afraid that he would run away and not want him.

This kind of words and deeds that would rather sacrifice himself than make him comfortable, and implied strong anxiety, made Natsume Eiji both distressed and funny.

"Okay, you can, you can."

He didn't bother to break up with Mao Mao, who was not in an optimistic state of mind, right? He just followed the other party's words to comfort him in a gentle voice, and kissed his cheek once in a while.

It wasn't until Zhu Fu Jingguang relaxed a little bit, and the tears stopped flowing, that he hugged the young man and whispered in his ear like a baby: "Look at this, let's get closer tonight in a different way." OK?"

"Another form?" Zhu Fu Jingguang sniffed, and looked at him docilely and dependently with wet cat eyes, his pupils were still trembling slightly due to the aftertaste of uneasiness, "What form?"

Ying Er smiled mysteriously at him, straightened up and took a box of anti-swelling ointment from the table next to him, then lowered his head again and squeezed it against his forehead, the pleasant scent of vine flowers was warm, ambiguous and warm.

"Guangjiang, show me... ok?" He whispered intimately in a conferring tone, and Zhu Fu Jingguang's cheeks were reddened by the breath he exhaled.

The cat-eyed young man covered his face in embarrassment, only showing a pair of red and bleeding ears, and stammered somewhat vaguely: "But, that's also...not pretty..."

"It's beautiful! It's really beautiful! Just show me, I want to see~"

Natsume Eiji's voice was cute and coquettish, and without waiting for the shy Jing Guang to answer, he turned the soft-hearted Mao Mao who would never reject him, and kissed him comfortingly Feeling so ashamed that his earlobe was hot, he lowered his head and unscrewed the cap of the ointment bottle.

For a while, the atmosphere in the room was just right.

After a while, Ying Er turned over Jing Guang, whose neck was flushed red, and smiled and kissed his sweaty forehead: "As expected of Guang-chan, just like his character, he is soft, hot and humid."

"Eiji!!" The good-tempered Mao Mao seldom frowned, pinching his face in shame and annoyance.

He pinched it but didn't dare to really use force. In the end, he just bluffed and put on a flushed face, "warning" him without confidence: "Don't say such things next time!"

"Yes—I know!" Natsume Eiji responded positively, but no one knew what was going on in his mind.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's mind was not on this - he also couldn't make Ying Er really change his ways for himself - but his eyes wandered when he got the assurance, he hesitated for a while, and then asked him softly like a whisper: "Go on?" ,what's next?"

next...

Natsume Eiji looked at him thoughtfully, and slowly grinned wickedly at the corner of his mouth.

He nodded Zhu Fujingguang's mouth, and blinked at him innocently: "Help me?"

There is one thing that Zhu Fu Jingguang never asked Ying Er, and that is the injury on his thigh.

——Why even wounds like being shot in the heart and brain were healed, but some small wounds including leg wounds remained?

The reason is simple, if the injury is healed at once, Zhu Fu Jingguang may die instead.

This is because the inversion technique can certainly heal all trauma, but it cannot ignore the limit of the human body and repair it blindly, otherwise it is very likely to get the opposite effect.

Therefore, after curing Zhu Fu Jingguang's fatal injury, Eiji stopped the treatment, intending to make the person fatter and complete the treatment at one time.

As a result, because of the week of delay, Zhu Fu Jingguang not only lost weight, but lost a lot of weight.

In desperation, Eiji had no choice but to raise the person well for nearly two months before using the reversal technique again, which completely healed the wound that was almost healed.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was in a good mood, and Natsume Eiji was also in a good mood. He asked Zhu Fu Jingguang if there was anything he wanted, and then made a big purchase the next day, carrying big bags and small bags. Briskly returned to the safe house.

Before entering the door, he received a message.

After reading it, Eiji sighed slightly and deleted the message, then smiled again, unlocked the password and opened the door: "Hikali? Look what I bought—"

His voice stopped abruptly.

The door opened, and an abyss of darkness appeared behind the door, and the usual figure who greeted him with a gentle and expectant smile was gone.

"Light?" Xia Muying's heart sank, she dropped her things in three steps and took two steps into the door, already thinking about what happened to Zhu Fu Jingguang and how scared he would be now.

He ruled out the option of someone breaking in, after all, there are no relevant traces anywhere, and there is still only Jing Guang in the room, and no one in this world can hide his perception.

He felt that something had happened to Zhu Fu Jingguang's body, but before he could finish turning these thoughts, a breath came up from behind.

Ying Er showed shock on his face, turned around and grabbed the hand that the other party extended towards him: "Light?"

"Welcome back, Eiji."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and said the greetings that both of them are used to, but he didn't know if it was Eiji's illusion, he always felt that today's scene was weird.

But people are fine.

The young man unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and thoughtfully wanted to hug his lover's unconsciously trembling body, while complaining intimately: "I was scared to death, I thought something happened to you! Why didn't you turn on the light, Aren't you afraid of—?!"

The warm and greasy touch made his words stop abruptly.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had already consciously pasted him, grabbed his clothes, and laughed a few times in his arms, with shyness and embarrassment in his voice, but also love and expectation that almost overflowed.

Natsume Eiji was silent for a few seconds, then turned on the light decisively with a "snap", and then looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang in front of him, showing a very rare shocked expression that was not fake.

"What a good day today?" He widened his eyes and said dreamily, but he unceremoniously pulled the blushing cat into his arms, smelled the fragrance of his body, and kissed him hard A few mouthfuls: "Guangjiang, you are too good!!"

He never thought of it, Zhu Fu Jingguang him!He actually put on an apron! !

And only wearing an apron——! !

Dear friends, can you understand his current mood? !Originally, Jing Guang was an excellent husband and mother, but now he only wears an apron! !That is, the nude apron——! !

What is a nude apron?A nude apron is every man's ultimate dream! !His scene is too-knowledge-yet-! !

Shrieking inwardly, Natsume Eiji bent down and picked up Zhu Fu Jingguang, and led him into the kitchen amidst the other party's happy low cries, then let him sit on the counter, pressed his shoulders and spoke seriously to him. He said: "It's too late to explain, anyway, we won't sleep tonight! Did you hear that?! I won't let you sleep tonight!!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang kept blushing and smiling, took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck and offered his lips, and said softly amidst his rapid breathing, "Mmm."

"You can do it for as long as you like."

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Twilight Quadruple.

Natsume Eiji hugged the man whose arms had softened into a puddle of water, found his lips amidst his uncontrollable sobs, touched the tip of his nose in a good mood after a deep kiss, and said with a hoarse laugh: "In the future" As long as you want' you can't say things like that casually, Kwang-chan."

Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes were blushing from crying, he clinging to Ying Er's clothes tightly, his slender white fingers clenched two twists on it, lying on his body trembling, rubbing against him as if begging for mercy neck.

"Eiji..." The young man murmured unconsciously with a crying sound.

"Huh?" Eiji silently comforted his back, and let out a gentle reply from his nasal cavity.

Zhu Fujingguang's sweat-wet hair was stuck to his forehead, and his blue eyes dimmed by tears met his four eyes, looking at him like the warm sun, spring rain, moonlight, and more like love Dawn with Faith.

"I love you."

he said softly.

Natsume Eiji looked at him quietly.

He lowered his eyes, smiled and hugged him tightly.

"Ah."

"……I know."