Jane Sanshao's love story

Jian Qiubai couldn't restrain his anger and hammered his shoulder: "Are you desperate?"

Yuan Chengyi said in a muffled voice: "I can't do without drinking, I feel uncomfortable."

"What's so uncomfortable."

"Didn't you just say that? My wife is going to run away."

"Has Jiang Yixuan cheated?"

"What's wrong with her?"

"She didn't cheat, what kind of scene are you playing to drink away your sorrow?!"

Yuan Chengyi didn't speak, but narrowed his eyes, and seemed to be awake again.

He was confused for a while, then sober for a while, at this moment, he suddenly saw Jian Qiubai clearly again.

The man raised his hand and rubbed his face and asked

"Jian Qiubai, is that you?"

Jian Qiubai sighed helplessly: "Yes, it's me."

"It's you, why did you pretend to be Xiaobai just now?"

"Whoever pretended, it was you who saw me as Xiaobai."

"Fart, Xiaobai is a dog, how could I be wrong."

"Where do I go?"

Yuan Chengyi held Jian Qiubai's face, approached him and said, "Come on, give me a kiss."

"Well, don't." Jian Qiubai frowned and pushed his shoulder.

The smell of alcohol on Yuan Chengyi's body was too strong, he couldn't stand it.

But he didn't know that his act of casually refusing had severely cut Yuan Chengyi's heart.

He was stimulated by Lu Zhanfei just now, but Jian Qiubai rejected him when he came back, which made him flustered that he couldn't catch the person in front of him.

"Why don't you let me kiss you?" The man's voice was hoarse and gloomy.

"You smell too much, I feel bad."

"I don't go in with my tongue, I only kiss twice outside."

"You reek of alcohol when you breathe out."

"So you dislike me?"

"It's not disgusting..." Jian Qiubai frowned helplessly: "I just don't usually drink alcohol, so I'm a little bit repelled by this taste."

"Ha..." Yuan Chengyi sneered, "You're rejecting me now, aren't you?"

The corners of Jian Qiubai's mouth twitched slightly: "I didn't, I just said that I don't like wine..."

Yuan Chengyi asked self-consciously, "If you reject me, then who do you not reject? Is Lu Zhanfei right?"

Jian Qiubai was stunned for a while: "What did you say he was doing?"

"you like him?"

"Of course not."

"Jian Qiubai." Yuan Chengyi bit his ear: "Lu Zhanfei is my brother, as long as you hurt me, don't cheat him. Moreover, only I can satisfy you, so you can only like me."

Jian Qiubai's heart was filled with gloom, he raised his hand suddenly and pushed Yuan Chengyi away.

"What do you think of me? I just met Lu Zhanfei once, so why do I like it or not? Also, what does it mean to only like you? Do I, Jian Qiubai, have to be so sad all my life? In your hand?"

Yuan Chengyi's eyebrows suddenly became sharp: "Whose hands do you want to fall into?"

"I have my own life. We agreed on ten years, but only ten years."

The coldness in Yuan Chengyi's eyes dissipated, like a snow-capped mountain filling the sky, layered on top of each other.

In fact, both people know that their relationship with each other will not last long.

Just don't say anything.

Don't say you can pretend you don't know.

But it cannot hide the fact.

After a long silence, Jian Qiubai picked up the porridge on the tea table and said, "Sit up and have a sip of porridge to keep you warm, too much alcohol hurts your stomach."

Yuan Chengyi let out a long breath, and said calmly, "You feed me."

After thinking for a while, Jian Qiubai nodded and said, "Okay." Then he turned around and put the porridge in the bowl into the man's mouth with a small spoon.

Yuan Chengyi stared into his eyes and drank the porridge slowly.

Jian Qiubai's scalp became tense from his stare.

Yuan Chengyi's covetous eyes always made him feel that what he was drinking was not porridge, but him.

A bowl of porridge was finished in embarrassment and silence.

Jian Qiubai put the bowl on the table, turned around suddenly and lifted the corner of Yuan Chengyi's clothes, walked up the six-pack muscle line of his lower abdomen, and touched his chest.

Yuan Chengyi shrank back slightly, frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'll try your heartbeat."

"Try this for what?"

"I'm afraid you've been drinking too much, alcohol poisoning."

"I'm fine."

"Oh." While speaking, Jian Qiubai's hands were still moving.

The pectoral muscles were very strong, and they were so tempting to the touch that he couldn't bear to pull them out.

Yuan Chengyi's throat felt dry after being touched by him, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said:

"Do you want me to take off my clothes and let you touch it?"

"That's not necessary."

Jian Qiubai reluctantly withdrew his hand and said, "Go to the bathroom and take a shower, I think you won't be able to eat dinner, so go to sleep after taking a shower."

"How can I take a shower like this?"

Jian Qiubai was startled and asked, "Why can't I wash it?"

"I'm drunk, I can't control my body, what should I do if I faint in the bathroom?"

"Then...then I wash it for you?"

"Row."

Because it is winter, the water heater is always on.

When I got to the bathroom, it looked smoky.

Jian Qiubai helped him by the shoulders and sent him to the bathroom and asked, "Do you want to take a shower or take a bath."

Yuan Chengyi put his head on his shoulder, and said in a dull voice, "I need to take a shower."

"But you can't even stand up, how do you take a shower?"

"You hold me up."

"Do you take off your clothes yourself, or should I take them off for you?"

"You take it off for me."

After finishing speaking, Yuan Chengyi turned around, with his arms stretched out and his eyes closed, looking like a gentleman waiting to take a bath and change clothes.

Jian Qiubai raised her hand to help him peel off the shirt inside and threw it on the ground.

Anyway, it will be washed in the washing machine later, so don't worry so much.

Without the innermost shirt, Yuan Chengyi's firm and tight muscle lines are fully exposed.

Jian Qiubai's eyes straightened.

They are all men, why is his figure slim and thin, while Yuan Chengyi's is as strong as a tiger or wolf?