licked a small tit

During the New Year, the convenience store was very busy. Tang Zhi became familiar with the work process after the first few days of hustle and bustle. Correspondingly, there were fewer and fewer customers who found fault.

In the dining area at the corner of the convenience store, several high school girls were sitting around.These days they come here often, and they sit for more than an hour.

Nakajima was obviously impatient with this situation: "This is not a coffee shop. If you buy a few bottles of juice, you will occupy the seats. What about other dine-in customers?"

Taking advantage of no customers coming to the cashier, Tang Zhi walked aside to cook Kanto soup, pretending not to hear his complaints.

"Hey, they are taking photos of you." Nakajima straightened up in front of the counter, and closed the photo with a bikini printed in front of him, "Tsk, most of these high school students are here to see you, I really have nothing to do, so I hired a Beautiful boy..."

Looking up at the dining area, Tang Zhi really saw two girls facing here with their mobile phones.

Not liking this, he frowned, keeping his head down and trying to avoid that direction as much as possible.

Deliberately suppressed screams immediately erupted from the dining area.

When it was seven o'clock, another intern stepped on the clock and came to work. Tang Zhi changed shifts with him, packed up his things and went home.

Walking out of the staff lounge with a bag on his shoulders, the boy habitually came to the lunch area. He picked up a box of light meals and looked at it, then put it down in disgust, then bent down slightly to search among the three rows of shelves, but there was nothing he wanted to eat. Even slightly nauseated.

There are only so many types of simple meals in convenience stores, and eating them every day is not only greasy, but also unpalatable.

With a low sigh, Tang Zhi straightened up and looked around the shop, wanting to see if there was anything for dinner.

Finally, he walked to the fruit and vegetable section. When he saw the fresh white radish and cabbage, he couldn't take his eyes off.

It’s been a long time since I’ve eaten home-cooked food.

Carrying the bag from the convenience store back to the rental house, Tang Zhi put the vegetables on the low table in the middle, then closed the window that had been open all day, stamped his feet on the spot in the cold, and breathed on his palms twice.

After warming up, he took off his coat and threw it on the floor casually.

The boy came to the pool with the bag in hand, poured the radish and cabbage into the small pool, and rinsed them unskillfully.

The cold water in winter made his hand red, but he didn't care, and his expression was a little happy.

Because it is the first time I try to cook by myself, I feel very fresh. This is a little joy in a boring life.

Once the veggies were all prepped, he took the induction hob and pan out of the cabinet above the sink, which he took a little longer to clean because it looked greasy.

After getting everything ready, the boy sat down at the low table and started making dinner.

I have seen a chef cook at home before, the steps seem to be simple and easy, Tang Zhi feels confident.

But after the pan was heated on the induction cooker, he suddenly hesitated holding the oil bottle, not knowing how much oil to pour into it.

Frowning, Tang Zhi thought, it feels better.

A thick layer of oil covered the bottom of the pot. After a while, the pot began to smoke, and the oil inside jumped up slightly, making a slight sound of "呲呲".

It should be fine.

Thinking of this, he picked up the cutting board, and directly swept the thick slices of white radish into the pot with his hands, with a fearless and calm attitude, which was even worse than those who had armed themselves airtight when cooking for the first time. Compared with someone who is one meter away from the pot, his skill is like a veteran.

"Ah ah!"

Accompanied by the loud "pricking" sound when the radish was put into the pot, there was also the boy's wailing.

Tang Zhi threw the chopping board and moved back quickly, almost kicking the short table.

On the table, the oil splashed in the frying pan, and dense water vapor was rising from the white radish.

He looked at the messy tabletop in shock, carefully retracted his legs from under the table, and then arched them to the corner bit by bit, away from the low table in the center of the room.

With his back against the [-]-degree angle of the wall, he looked down at his hands. There was a red mark on the back of his left hand, and a few drops of hot oil were splashed on the fingers of his right hand.

The situation in the pot was no longer boiling like that, and it was restrained a little, but Tang Zhi still didn't dare to go over.He hugged his knee with one hand, raised his hand to his mouth and blew, trying to blow away the tingling sensation on his skin, but it didn't seem to work.

Blowing and blowing, the eyes are a little red.

The vibrating sound of "buzzing buzzing" sounded, Tang Zhi glanced at it, leaned over and took out the phone from his jacket, and saw that the caller ID was Bo Ye.

He pursed his lips, held back his tears, and pressed a button on the screen to connect the call.

"Hello?" Tang Zhi said, "What do you want from me?"

The young man's voice came through the receiver, soft and aggrieved, Bo Ye's heart moved, and he couldn't wait to see him even more, so he saved a bunch of molesting scripts that he had written on the way, and said bluntly: "I'm in Japan. , shall I go to you or will you come to me?"

Tang Zhi's eyes widened, and he quickly took down his phone to check the date.

Today, January [-]th, he came back early.

"I'll go find you!" Tang Zhi stood up while leaning on the wall, his voice could not hide his excitement, "You pass me the address."

"Understood." Bo Ye laughed silently, and then asked, "Is it raining where you are?"

Tang Zhi put on his coat with one hand, he took a look at the "sizzling" steam rising from the frying pan, and understood that the man had misheard.

Moved against the wall to the socket, bent down and unplugged the induction cooker, and kicked it aside: "No, I'm watching a video."

"Do you need me to pick you up?"

Tang Zhi quickly shook his head: "No, I'll take a taxi there by myself."

When he came to the door and saw the black crossbody bag on the ground, he thought about it, and opened the door without picking it up.

It's so cheap, you'll be asked about it.

According to the address, he found the Royal Garden Hotel in Tokyo. Tang Zhi was full of anticipation when he rang the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened, and a man whom he hadn't seen for nearly half a month appeared in front of him.

Bo Ye was wearing a dark purple shirt with the cuffs rolled up to his forearms. He was energetic and capable, and he was probably packing his things.

Tang Zhi walked in, resisted the urge to raise the corners of his mouth when he looked at the man: "Didn't you say come back on the seventh?"

Tired by his sparkling eyes, Bo Ye pinched his face, the touch was soft and soft: "Can't I miss you?"

Blushing, Tang Zhi let out a smile, his heart and eyes filled with joy.

Falling in love with his little flower-like appearance, Bo Ye closed the door, turned around and pressed him against the wall for a kiss.

After parting with unfulfilled intentions, they pecked the young man's soft lips again and again.

Next to it is the bathroom, Bo Ye glanced at it, and said ambiguously, "Wash together?"

Tang Zhi thought for a while, then shook his head: "I'll wash first."

"Okay, I'll pack my clothes first."

Patting the boy's butt, Bo Ye urged him to hurry up.

Tang Zhi took off his coat and hung it in the closet next to the door. He was about to enter the bathroom when he was pulled back by the man.

Turning his face, Bo Ye frowned: "What's wrong with your face?"

I didn't see the boy wearing his coat just now, but now that he took it off, he found a red mark on the side of his jaw, which was very obvious on his fair and tender skin.

"Where?" There was a "thud" in his heart, Tang Zhi pretended to be stupid, and touched the side of his face with one hand, "Is it here? I don't feel anything."

Seeing his hands, the man frowned even tighter, and then grabbed his hands to check.

When he saw the mottled marks on his white fingers, he got angry and said, "What did you do? Did you get burned by something?"

Glancing at the man, Tang Zhi swallowed nervously and secretly, and forcefully explained: "I went to eat teppanyaki the day before yesterday, and the hot oil splashed my hands at that time."

"Which Teppanyaki restaurant?" Bo Ye looked at him, "So unprofessional?"

"I was not careful." Withdrawing his hand, Tang Zhi deliberately pretended to be fierce, "It's just a little burn, and I've dealt with it. I'm not the princess on the pea."

Without saying a word, Bo Ye grabbed his hand back and held it in his hand with his head down, looking through it.

"Does it hurt?"

Without looking up, the man asked.

Tang Zhi blinked, trying to say it didn't hurt, but the person he was facing was Bo Ye, and all his shells could be easily disintegrated.

"If you think it hurts, just hurt." Tang Zhi raised his hand to his lips as if he couldn't stand the man, "It hurts, it hurts so much, give me a kiss, hurry up!"

His eyes were red, and his throat was uncomfortable with the hot air. He really hoped that Bo Ye could kiss him.

Just a kiss will do.

"Angry?" Bo Ye raised his eyes to look at him, smiled softly, and put down his hand, "Little heartless, I love you so much."

Putting his hands behind his back, Tang Zhi murmured: "Don't think of me so delicate..."

"Understood, my baby is an upright man, what is this little injury?" Bo Ye turned his face and kissed the red mark on his chin, "Be careful in the future, please? Don't hurt yourself."

Lowering his gaze, Tang Zhi nodded perfunctorily, then pushed him away: "I'm going to take a shower!"

Tang Zhi stayed in the bathroom for a long time, because he hadn't showered for a long time, he stood under the shower, so comfortable that he didn't want to go out.

After taking a long shower, he went to the bathroom mirror to dry his hair.

When the soothing and warm wind passed through the hair through his fingers, the boy looked at the silver hair dryer in the mirror and couldn't help sighing: "It's so good..."

After washing his hair in the rental house, he has to open the window to dry it naturally. The wind in winter is very cold, and the drying speed of the hair is also slow. In the middle of the night, he often suffers from headaches. Therefore, if there is no shift during the day, he will choose to wash at noon. Head, then there will be warm sunshine.

After leaving the bathroom and entering the bedroom, Bo Ye was half leaning on the bedside watching TV, when he saw him coming in, his eyes lit up, so hot that it was impossible to ignore.

Hooking his fingers at the boy, the man said, "Come here."

Tang Zhi walked to the bed, climbed onto the bed and was about to step over him, but Bo Ye took the opportunity to pull him onto him.

I don't know if it's because he just took a shower or for some other reason, but the young man's skin is rosy, and the face of the nation's first love is so tender that water can be squeezed out.

Bo Ye put her arms around his waist, wanted to kiss his face and mouth, but felt that the tender earlobes were also very attractive.

It's like facing an exquisite and delicious cake, and you don't know where to eat it.

In the end, he kissed the tear mole fiercely, and said with a bit of viciousness: "I really want to spoil you!"

Tang Zhi blushed, tilted his head and rubbed against his neckline, and said crisply, "Come here."

"..." Taking a deep breath, Bo Ye squeezed his upturned buttocks, causing internal injuries, "I'll take a shower first, you wait."

After the man left, Tang Zhi rolled back and forth on the soft and spacious bed several times.

Finally tired from rolling, he stretched out his hands and feet and lay on the big bed, feeling an almost luxurious sense of satisfaction in his heart.

This bed was bigger than the place where he lived, and he could roll as he wanted.

There was no light in the room, only the light of the TV screen was flickering on and off, Tang Zhi was lying on the warm and soft velvet quilt relaxedly, his eyes blinked slower and slower...

So, when Bo Ye came out of the bathroom after taking a quick shower 10 minutes later, what he saw was Tang Zhi who was sleeping like a pink pig on the bed.

"........."

Suffocated until he vomited blood.

Walking to the bed with a dark face, Bo Ye bent down to wake him up, but when his eyes touched the unsuspecting sleeping face of the young man, he was instantly defeated.

"You should have been ruined long ago!" The old rascal complained.

His eyes slid to his chin, and when he saw the red mark, he was still worried.

Gently holding the young man's slender hand, Bo Ye lowered his head and kissed his finger, not sparing every scar.

He knew that the boy was lying, and these marks didn't look like they were left two days ago, they were obviously just injured.

After crawling on the bed, lying on his side, Bo Ye looked at him for a while, then poked his soft cheek helplessly: "Little liar, what are you going to hide?"