Feral cat domestication manual

When he finally arrived, Jing Cong saw that he was still hanging his head, so he struggled to find the key from his trouser pocket, opened and closed the door, and helped him pull off his shoes.

Finally, he helped Mr. Jiang to the bedside. He wanted him to lie down slowly, but just as he put Jiang Ci's hand on his neck, Jing Cong found that he couldn't control his tall and drunk body at all. Jiang Ci, before he had time to continue to support him, watched Jiang Ci's face rushing down to the bed with a "bang".

Fortunately, the pillow is soft enough.

Jing Cong felt a pain in his waist, but he was afraid that Jiang Ci would not be able to breathe well, so he quickly turned him over.

But at the moment of turning over, Jing Cong's left hand was also pressed under Jiang Ci's body, and even the whole body was forced to bend over and couldn't get up, and he was sweating profusely from turning over.

Now the face-to-face distance between the two has reached a record high.

"How are you?" Jing Cong asked cautiously, but got no answer.

His nose was filled with the mixed smell of Jiang Ci's body alcohol and some kind of aroma. Jiang Ci's quiet look with his eyes closed was more attractive than the usual time when his eyebrows were beaming and his mouth was cheap. Jing Cong stared at Jiang Ci's face in a daze. The face, the body is stiff and dare not move, this kind of scene is far beyond the outline, and it is more thrilling than fighting in groups.

Just as he was hesitating what to do, Jing Cong felt a hand touch his right hand, and suddenly pressed it lightly, but before he could react, Jiang Ci's face moved closer.

Jing Cong's heart was beating so fast that it almost reached his throat, seeing that Jiang Ci was about to kiss him, he even forgot to blink his eyes.

"Are you afraid that I'll be a hooligan?" Jiang Ciqiang opened his eyelids, and Jing Cong's breath on his face just now made him unable to close his eyes. "The sweat dripped on my face all the time."

Jiang Ci didn't kiss him, but stopped in the middle of it abruptly. Jing Cong felt the stronger and hotter breath of the other party, and opened his mouth without thinking about it: "...that's scary."

Jing Cong also wanted to explain that he didn't stay close all the time on purpose, but because he was suppressing him.

However, Chaos's brain finally had some effect and made him shut up.

Jiang Ci looked at the person who was only one fist away from him, and said in a low voice, "Why do you think so? I'm afraid I will kiss you just now."

Jing Cong felt the force in his hand relax a little, he quickly straightened up, stood by the bed and lowered his eyes, and after a while, he whispered, "Isn't Huihun... gay?"

……

"Then are you?"

……

Jing Cong didn't answer.

After the voice of "Then are you?", which sounded like a joke and a rascal, the room fell into darkness and silence. The moonlight shone through the window, and Eji pursed his lips seemingly indifferently, letting the alcohol effect I closed my eyes.

With his eyes closed, he didn't know how long it had passed. Jiang Ci heard the sound of closing the door with a "click".But he couldn't resist the physical and mental exhaustion, and fell asleep soon after.

It seems that when Jiang Qiao mentioned it like that, he didn't know what expectations he had and what disappointments he had.

For Jiang Ci, this feeling, this situation, and this feeling are also an overarching problem in his life.

On Monday, there were two sad-looking Teacher Jiang in the office.

"Jiang Qiao, this is the class adjustment notice for this week, please take a look." Teacher Li from the same office came in with the class adjustment form and passed it to Jiang Qiao's seat, "Jiang Qiao? I didn't sleep last night, and went to wander around again. I said you young people just don't know how to take care of your body, you will regret it when you are my age!"

Teacher Li glanced at Jiang Ci next to Jiang Qiao again, and continued to mutter: "Jiang Ci, are you feeling unwell? If you feel uncomfortable, take a rest first, and you will get tired later."

Jiang Ci raised his head and replied, "It's okay, Mr. Li, it's just that he didn't sleep well."

With dark circles under her eyes, Jiang Qiao sighed heavily: "Director Li, you are too biased! Brother Jiang went with me yesterday, why did you scold me! I just drank a little and went back. But it was insomnia.”

He accepted it as soon as he finished shouting, and took the adjustment schedule with a smile, "Thank you, Director Li! I have to prepare for the class soon!"

"You bastard!" Director Li scolded with a smile, "I don't want to bother with you."

When Director Li sat back in his seat, Jiang Qiao leaned over to Jiang Ci who was reading the materials: "Brother Jiang, what class are you waiting for? It's so painful to go to work..."

"Teach."

Seeing his exhausted and desolate appearance, Jiang Qiao couldn't help but wonder: "You used to drink like a normal person the next day, why are you wilting today?"

Jiang Ci pushed away the hand that was about to touch his forehead: "Get up."

This Jiang Qiao couldn't get up yet, he moved the swivel chair to the side of Jiang Ci's table, leaned over and asked, "What's the matter, tell me?"

"It's really fine," Jiang Ci smiled lightly, "Let's go to class."