Misfiring

Cheng Mo was carried into the bathroom by Ying Yang, with plush slippers hanging on his toes, holding a small box and a small bottle in his hands.

After landing, they asked Ying Yang to put them aside, and asked Cheng Mo to hold the toothbrush firmly and squeeze the refreshing and cold blue-green paste: "Can you brush your teeth by yourself?"

"Brush your teeth." Cheng Mo said as he put the toothbrush into his mouth, "So...?"

"Yes." Seeing Cheng Mo squinting his eyes happily under his own affirmation, Ying Yang couldn't help laughing, "That's it."

He picked up Eggy, who kept pulling their trouser legs out of curiosity, and closed the door, and when he returned to the bathroom, Ying Yang's upper body was completely naked.

Throwing the shirt into the laundry basket with a raised hand, Ying Yang took Cheng Mo's doubtful eyes and closed the bathroom door, then the belt was torn off neatly, and fell to the ground together with the trousers.

"Brush yours." Signaling Cheng Mo not to stop, Ying Yang stepped into the bathtub and boiled the water.

The dense mist-white water flowed with hot steam, and Cheng Mo's sight was caught by the sound of the water, and he remained motionless.

The shower does not pull the curtain, which shows that he deliberately let people see.

However, Cheng Mo couldn't figure this out at the moment, he just wondered why this man was taking a bath in his bathtub, and why he was standing aside and peeking foolishly.

He swallowed unconsciously, his throat constricted by the hot toothpaste, Cheng Mo immediately looked away, buried his head on the sink and coughed repeatedly, his dizzy head cleared up a lot, but it didn't take long for him to vomit again up.

After waiting by the sink for a long time, the nausea finally rose and fell gently. Cheng Mo picked up the toothbrush, knowing to rinse it first, and then re-squeezed some toothpaste to continue brushing.

To the back of the tooth.

And the tongue, brush your tongue too.

After rinsing his mouth properly, Cheng Mo got up and looked at the mirror blankly.Just when he didn't know what to do next, he heard a reminder in his ear: "Wash your face."

"Oh."

Cheng Mo couldn't remember how he got to the towel rack, but he only remembered that he subconsciously didn't like to wash his face with cold water and wanted warm water.

But where is the warm water?

With a similar temperature coming from his side, Cheng Mo tentatively stretched the towel in front of Ying Yang, let the water wet it, then twisted it softly until it was half dry, and covered his face.

The dripping water dripped down the neckline, and Cheng Mo felt that something was wrong, so he didn't dare to rub his face, and took off the towel after covering it for a while, with an innocent and puzzled expression.

Ying Yang saw that his face was full of water vapor, the redness on his cheeks became more and more clear under the action of heat, his eyebrows and eyelashes were all wet, drooping reluctantly, the wet towel was always Hanging in the hand, as if there is no way to hold it.

Such a tender and lively appearance made the mouths of the onlookers dry, and they couldn't help but turn off the water, intending to get close to him earlier: "Help me get a towel."

It's rare that Ying Yang didn't play tricks, Cheng Mo cooperated and handed over the towel in his hand: "This?"

The advantage is delivered to your door by yourself, and you don’t take it for nothing.Ying Yang didn't say anything, and after wringing it out, he took Cheng Mo's face towel and wiped himself with a calm expression.

Cheng Mo could not stand still, maybe he was at the end of his strength, the moment Ying Yang stepped out of the bathtub, he couldn't help but his feet went limp, and he fell on Ying Yang, as if he was actively throwing himself into his arms .

However, Cheng Mo didn't feel ashamed about it, instead he raised a finger to poke the tip of Ying Yang's nose, and it took him a long time to aim at it: "Why are you... spinning around?"

"I'm fascinated by you." Ying Yang answered quickly, flirting with open mouth.

Cheng Mo didn't know if he understood, he said "oh" ignorantly, then frowned and began to tug at the neckline: "Hot..." He seemed to be very envious of Ying Yang's current state, trying hard to want to follow suit.

"If it's hot, go out and turn on the air conditioner."

"Air conditioner...good."

Feeling that it was more interesting to lie on the bed for the first time, Ying Yang motioned Cheng Mo to take those two little blue things, hugged him horizontally, and strode out of the bathroom.

From wet to dry, sultry to cool, Cheng Mo soon habitually wanted to get under the quilt.

Ying Yang turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, pulled off the quilt and took him into his arms: "It won't be cold in a while."

"Oh." The embrace around him at this time is much warmer than the blanket, Cheng Mo didn't struggle, and even stretched out his feet for him to hold.

Ying Yang made him laugh, wishing to get him drunk every day, maybe in this way he would not have so many extravagances, and just focus on being a pure love object, enjoying his hugs, kisses and all kinds of things with peace of mind. Endless love.

If Cheng Mo could live with him without any other inexplicable worries like before, he would dedicate everything he has now, and put his hands in front of him to please him.

It's a pity that his current consciousness is undoubtedly not as good as before, and everything has to be fought for by himself.

"Baby," Ying Yang pinched Cheng Mo's face lightly, "kiss me."

Suddenly Cheng Mo was not so easy to be fooled, looked at him sleepily, and muttered, "Why?"

"Because I'm your husband."

"Then I am... what."

"You're a little rascal."

"Well, no."

"Bastard."

"wrong."

As if it was a secret signal, Cheng Mo would never let him go unless he was right.Fortunately, Ying Yang was not in a hurry, and teased him with great interest: "Baby? Be good? Teacher Cheng...?"

No, no, no, no.

Full of expectations gradually turned into disappointment, Cheng Mo turned his head angrily: "You are not my husband."

Ying Yang almost laughed out loud, and pretended to cough twice before holding back: "Cough." Turning his head back, he tentatively said, "Wife?"

Cheng Mo raised his eyelids abruptly, as if the verification was successful.

Ying Yang's tone became firmer, and he called again with a straight face: "wife."

In response, Cheng Mo circled his neck and just yelled.

can be loud!But enthusiasm!

However, after kissing him, he asked again: "Who are you?"

"I am your husband."

"No." Cheng Mo put his hands back on his stomach neatly, frowned and said, "You are a big villain."

Well, let's do it, and become a big villain again.

"Then what are you?" Before Cheng Mo could make things difficult for him, Ying Yang asked tactfully.

"I'm... No, I should ask you."

The sudden shrewdness inevitably made people wonder if he was sober.But if this was the case, he would have covered Ying Yang with a quilt first, and then scolded him to put on his clothes with a blushing face.How could she continue to nest peacefully in his arms and let him rub against her eagerly.

Seeing that he couldn't be fooled, Ying Yang had no choice but to change the phrase: "It's only fair to say it once, otherwise I won't play with you anymore."

"Then I said you are a big villain." The retort was so fast that Cheng Mo almost bit his tongue.

"...Okay." Guess again, guess again, Ying Yang thought about it dumbfoundingly, "I'm a big villain, so you are... a little villain?"

Papa is another mouthful.

"correct!"

"Why do you say you are a little villain?" Ying Yang asked.

Cheng Mo's facial features were tangled in embarrassment, and it took a long time before he explained: "Because I lied."

"Cheat who?"

"Bastard."

Ying Yang guessed that he would say: "Then why am I such a big villain?"

Cheng Mo replied with some hesitation: "Because you are also lying."

"Who did I lie to?"

"Lied to me."

"You know I'm lying to you?"

Cheng Mo's eyes were a little dazed for a moment, but in the end he nodded frankly.

Ying Yang couldn't help but get serious: "Aren't you angry?"

Cheng Mo looked at him suspiciously, as if he couldn't understand why he was angry: "The little villain cheated the big villain, so the big villain can cheat back, one person once, fair."

I deliberately used his words to explain.

"Well, it makes sense." So Ying Yang taught him another sentence full of relief, "The balls must always be in pairs to be considered complete."

Cheng Mo not only listened to the words, but also pointed out sharply: "Otherwise, he would be the father-in-law."

……

On the way, Cheng Mo clamored to go to the bathroom.

Thinking that I couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, anyway, I have been waiting for so many years, and this last bit of time is not too late.

After sending the person in, Ying Yang didn't bother too much, opened the door and left after washing his hands, lying on the bed and listening to the movement in the bathroom.

……

There was a splashing sound of water, Cheng Mo locked himself inside, and made an unbearable sound once or twice, which made Ying Yang wish he could kick the door in and carry him out.

After a long time, the sound of water suddenly stopped, and Cheng Mo also suddenly stopped.

Ying Yang held back and waited for a long time, the door finally opened under his stare.

After coming out, Cheng Mo turned off the light with his backhand, and walked to the bed with a damp body, but deliberately bypassed Ying Yang and got into the bed on the other side to curl up, not feeling as clingy as before.

……

"Do you know who I am?"

"Ying hiss, Ying Yang...it hurts!"

"Who is Ying Yang?"

"Just... it's Ying Yang."

"I, I don't remember."

"Little bastard."

"Well--"

……

In the deep night, the chirping of insects in the garden outside slowly subsided, only the man's panting and the constant shaking of the mattress could be heard in his ears.

Cheng Mo raised his head slightly, feeling the unprecedented surge of emotions, his nerve endings gradually got rid of the influence of alcohol, his gaze crossed Ying Yang's shoulders and stared at the dark void, silently, and tears dazzled his eyes.

Not because of pain.The reason why he shed tears uncontrollably was all due to the complex emotions in his heart like sour water, including guilt, shame... and even the panic that haunted him like a shadow.

These are the same as the present comfort, all brought to him by Ying Yang.

In the end, he couldn't remember exactly when Ying Yang found out that he was crying, and how he coaxed him to wipe away his tears, so that he could devote himself wholeheartedly to it, forgetting everything except happiness, and couldn't remember it anymore.

I only remember that the last scene he saw before he passed out was Ying Yang's frowning face, panting and climaxing face.Handsome and sexy, he had secretly appeared in his dreams a few times.

A handful of times.

Thinking about it, even in reality, he would never have the chance to see her again.

The author has something to say: I still knit a scarf, this time I finally... entangled the river crab to death... Tomorrow there will be a QAQ that will end the first volume by the way, and I am exhausted from the revision. I have to leave a lot of food reviews for my baby to have a good QAQ