lake garden moon

"here."

After taking a bath, Kang Zhier sat on the bed with his calf slightly sideways.

Elvis was putting on the oil for him.

"Look, it's all there."

Elvis' eyes fell on his ankles, and while carefully applying the medicated oil on him, he muttered to himself, "I've only been through the grass for 2 minutes, and I've been bitten a few big bites."

Because of the concentration on his face, his expression looked a little serious.After rubbing the mosquito pack on his ankles, he asked Kang Zhier, "Is there any more?"

"and also."

Kang Zhier pursed his lips, shyly propped up the other knee, and turned his calf over.

Elvis was visibly taken aback when he saw that he had also been bitten in two places just below the knee on his left leg.Afterwards, he lowered his head to apply medicated oil to Kang Zhier.

"I really doubt that mosquitoes crawled in along your trousers." He expressed his opinion.

"Hehehe..." Kang Zhier felt that what he said was very interesting, and couldn't help laughing.

Listening to his carefree laughter, Elvis remembered one thing, and said, "I went to the branch office with Ming Han to inspect the other day, and in the car, he saw me dig out the medicinal oil, and he was very surprised. After a while, he saw candies and chocolates falling out of my pocket again, and his eyes widened."

Hearing this, Kang Zhier stretched out his hand, stroked his hair as if to comfort a small animal, and answered him with a smile: "Brother-in-law must think that I have hallucinations."

"What's the matter?" Elvis said indifferently, "he still has the cartoon doll Mavis gave him in his briefcase."

"Once he had a quarrel with Mavis," Elvis continued to reveal to Kang Zhier after talking, "he sent me the summation message by mistake."

Kang Zhier laughed even more happily when he heard the embarrassing things about Bu Minghan told by Elvis.

After Elvis applied medicated oil to the two mosquito packs under Kang Zhier's knees, he raised his eyes and asked him, "Is there any more?"

Kang Zhier looked into his eyes, and unconsciously pursed his soft-looking lips under his gaze.Then, he nodded silently.

"Also, but I'll do it myself."

At first, Elvis didn't get it.He didn't realize it until he saw the familiar shy look on Kang Zhier's face.

"It's okay, I'll paint it for you." He replied.

The corners of his lips maintained a slight curvature, staring at Kang Zhier, he paused before continuing: "When you were injured before, I was the one who took care of you."

After he finished speaking, Kang Zhier didn't speak, and met his eyes, his round cheeks looked childish.

Then he quietly turned sideways, stretched himself on the pillow (again, childishly), and whispered to Elvis, "There's still some in the back of the thigh."

He had just taken a shower and was wearing the bathrobe provided by the hotel.Elvis grabbed the hem of his bathrobe and gently pulled it aside, the smooth and healthy skin appeared under the light like the tail of a mermaid.

In the morning, Kang Zhier woke up in the not-too-glare sunlight.In his hazy vision, he saw a figure swaying not far away.

The figure seemed to have sensed his awakening, and after he opened his eyes, he walked quietly towards the bedroom.

Elvis came to him in a fine white shirt, clean and radiant after a shower.He sat down beside Kang Zhier, and stroked his hair affectionately.

"Are you awake?" he asked Kang Zhier.

Kang Zhier was not fully awake at this time, because his body became a little limp due to his soothing movements.Then, he slowly moved his body along the direction of Elvis' arm, and hugged Elvis' waist.

Elvis' shirt smelled warm, as if the sun had stayed on him.

Kang Zhier guessed that he must have gotten up very early.

Elvis put his arms around his shoulders, put his ears lightly, and said to him, "I'll send someone to bring breakfast in 15 minutes, and take a shower first, okay?"

Kang Zhier leaned into his arms and nodded slightly.

After he nodded, Elvis put his other hand under his knee, wrapped his legs around his legs, and picked him up.

The moment he was picked up by Elvis, Kang Zhier subconsciously glanced at the bedding, and looked away silently.

Last night, they did nothing.

Elvis seemed to like his body very much, kissing and caressing his body all the time.

It was also the first time he saw Elvis' body, exactly as described in the text: a slender, healthy, well-proportioned male figure.

For the first time, they embraced each other without barriers.He couldn't help blushing because of his embarrassment, Elvis knew his heart and had been soothing him gently.

Until he relaxes and spends a heart-pounding night with Elvis.

After taking a shower, Kang Zhier was completely awake.

His mood at the moment was the same as that of Elvis who had just met, both relaxed and happy.

Just at this time, the breakfast was delivered, and Kang Zhier asked the hotel staff to arrange the breakfast in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the suite, and he and Elvis had a meal with the beautiful scenery in the middle.

After breakfast, they went out.

While eating breakfast, Kang Zhier accidentally mentioned that the football field where he practiced when he was a child was very close to here.Elvis suggested that they go and have a look. Kang Zhier had other arrangements in the morning, and seeing that Elvis was interested, he decided to take him for a tour.

Today is a public holiday. Originally, many teams would practice on the court, but due to the strong sun in the morning, many teams arranged their training in the afternoon.

Kang Zhier and Elvis walked through the open and empty football field and came to the auditorium.

They found a place with a good view, and after sitting down, the two of them quietly watched the students who were seriously practicing running back and forth on the field.

The sun was abundant, and the summer breeze blew slowly from the open place in the distance, drying the sweat on the tip of Kang Zhier's nose.

"I was like them when I was young," he told Elvis with relish, "practicing variable speed running and alternating ball control on the grass field, and I was flushed and sweaty."

Elvis held his hands, with a peaceful and focused expression, his eyes slowly and quietly passing through every corner of the football field.

He looked into the distance and said lightly: "At that time, you must be very happy."

Kang Zhier turned his head when he heard the sound, and after seeing his expression clearly, he approached him with a smile, touched his face and asked, "How do you know I was happy at that time?"

"When I started practicing football, we hadn't seen each other for a long time."

After he finished speaking, Elvis slowly turned his face and looked at him intently.A few seconds passed, and he replied to Kang Zhier in a very light tone: "I just know."

Kang Zhier put his palm against his cheek, slowly approached his eyes, and smiled at him.

"Don't try to lie to me."

After speaking, he pressed Elvis' cheek lovingly, then withdrew his hand, bowed his head to take out the phone from his pocket.

"Elvis, let's take pictures, we must cherish the good weather in the central part."

While speaking, he had already pulled out his cell phone.After turning on the camera function, he raised his face, and Elvis suddenly brought his face closer to him.

The sudden approach of Elvis made Kang Zhier feel a little dazed, he blinked dryly at Elvis who was staring at him intently.

"What's wrong?" he asked Elvis.

Elvis looked at him with serious eyes and some expectations and asked, "Aren't you taking pictures?"

Hearing this, the corners of Kang Zhier's mouth curled up slightly.

He got it.

Kang Zhier wanted to tell Elvis that it is not necessary to kiss every time a photo is taken.

The moment he was about to speak, he still decided not to speak.

Because he thinks it's good.

"Well, okay," Kang Zhier agreed, motioning Elvis to close his eyes, "Close your eyes."

After speaking, he leaned closer with a smile and kissed Elvis' lips.

In the evening, they had an exquisite dinner at Kang Zhier's favorite restaurant.After dinner, the two went to a low-key and mysterious gathering of musicians.

There, they enjoyed a wonderful chamber orchestra performance.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when we left.

After the party, Elvis walked Kang Chier home.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and they walked under the big oak tree outside Kang's house.

After Kang Zhier said goodbye to Elvis, Elvis pulled him back foully and refused to let him go.

The two stayed at the door of Kang Zhier's house, kissing lingeringly.

After the kiss, Kang Zhier became more attached to Elvis.He didn't want to be separated from Elvis, so he put his arms around Elvis' neck.

Elvis leaned against the tree, hugged Conchierto, and let him cling to him.

The two pressed their cheeks to each other affectionately.Kang Zhier looked at Elvis's incomparably handsome face, and made a gurgling sound in his throat, making a mischievous gesture of biting his cheek.

"It's you, Elvis," he muttered while biting, "that made me the one who didn't want to go home."

"Damn, damn Elvis."

When the two of them were having fun, they suddenly heard an empty voice not far behind them: "Xiaozhi, Elvis?"

Hearing the sound, the faces of the two people who were tightly together separated immediately.

At the same time, they turned their faces away, and saw Kang Zhongrong and Chen Nanxi standing not far away, staring at them in a daze.