Antidote

This supper was a lot later than usual. I would leave it in the past. Jiang Yuduo would have to leave early, or he would let the brothers end quickly, but today he didn’t say anything and sat there looking at this. Help excited people.

It is rare for these people to get together so many times a year, not to say how deep the emotions are, but to get together and lively. Some people probably haven’t seen them a few times, but they will be familiar once they gather together. It's "a group".

And Jiang Yuduo didn't want to move at this moment.

Cheng Ke has been drinking and listening to the chatting with the people next to him. He sometimes makes a few cheers and then sips a few sips with him. He also drank a lot in one night, and he should not feel disgusted or bored.

That's enough, you can go later.

Jiang Yuduo suddenly didn't know how to deal with the time spent with Cheng Ke alone after everyone had dispersed.

He grew so big that he never thought about it or thought he would think about it. It was faintly disturbed by a corner of his mind.

"Okay, it's gone," Chen Qing stood up and yelled, "All went back to bed."

There was a shout in the shop, and the words could not be heard clearly.

"I have drunk a lot today, and go home when I'm gone. Stop and don't trouble me!" Chen Qing said again with a throat.

"Relax, brother!" Someone responded loudly.

Jiang Yuduo gave his wallet to Chen Qing, and Chen Qing insisted on nibbling a string of barbecues in front of him before taking the wallet to check out.

"Drink too high?" Jiang Yuduo asked Cheng Ke.

"It's a little dizzy, but it's okay," Cheng Ke yawned. "Anyway, it's fine for a while, and I just fall asleep."

"Well." Jiang Yuduo responded.

Chen Qing walked over after checking out the bill and gave him the wallet: "Third Brother, please drive my car, send the product first...Go back."

"Let's make a car," Jiang Yuduo waved his hand. "I drank a lot. I won't be able to drive a car at this moment."

"Not all of these cars let this gang run out," Chen Qing thought for a while, then looked up and shouted, "Who called the car arrived!"

"Brother Qing wants to use the car!" Someone outside immediately answered.

Within a few minutes, a taxi arrived, and Jiang Yuduo stood up, followed Cheng Ke out, and stumbled as soon as he took a step. His head hit Cheng Ke's head.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Ke turned around, "Is dizzy?"

"No," Jiang Yuduo was a little faceless, and he picked up a chair by his leg and threw it aside, "chair leg."

Cheng Ke smiled and didn't speak. When he continued to walk forward, Jiang Yuduo felt that he was not much better, his pace was a little bit fluttering, and the light in his hand was not bright.

Fortunately, he didn't stumble like him.

Previously Cheng Ke said that he had a good drink and it was estimated that it was not bragging.

The taxi driver seemed relieved when they saw them and Chen Qing getting in the car, and after asking the address, they drove out the car.

"Did you scare you." Chen Qing asked with a smile while sitting on the copilot.

"It's a bit," the driver said. "As soon as I came over, a dozen people shouted together...I thought it was hot."

"Who's fighting for the New Year?" Chen Qing smiled happily.

"Also, it's going to be the Chinese New Year, but we are not so happy during the Chinese New Year, we have to work hard," the driver said.

"We are out to spend money, you are out to make money," Chen Qing said, "It's still your cow."

The driver laughed for a long time.

The car drove downstairs to Cheng Ke's house first. Cheng Ke got out of the car. Jiang Yuduo was a little hesitant to sit down. The bed was already laid out and everything was set up. Cheng Ke went back to sleep at this moment and should not be needed. Help again...

"Third Brother?" Chen Qing turned back.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo responded.

"You get off." Chen Qing said.

"Huh?" Jiang Yu dumbfounded.

"Quick, I'm going to sleep. I'm going back to sleep." Chen Qing said.

"Fuck." Jiang Yu took the car.

After the taxi drove away, he looked at Cheng Ke: "Can you... do you?"

"Are you getting off the bus before asking?" Cheng Ke glanced at the direction of the disappearance of the taxi. "I want to say yes, will you go back again?"

Jiang Yu grabbed his throat and didn't know what to say.

"Does Chen Qing feel paralyzed," Cheng Ke walked over to the elevator. "I should probably go and ask a babysitter to walk with me every day."

Jiang Yuduo followed and smiled.

"Don't go back in a while, it's too late." Cheng Ke pressed the elevator button and turned back.

"Well." Jiang Yu snatched his head.

"Miao is all right?" Cheng Ke walked into the elevator.

"It will eat in cat food bags by itself," Jiang Yuduo said. "If it can't open the canned food, it can eat all the canned food in one day."

Cheng Ke laughed and looked at the cat lamp in his hand: "It may be bigger than this lamp in the future."

"I keep it," Jiang Yuduo said, "Look when it will be exceeded."

Cheng Ke didn't speak anymore, and Jiang Yuduo had nothing to say. This time he was a little dizzy. When he stopped in the elevator, he felt that he was about to faint.

He only slowed down after entering the door.

"Drink water?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Don't worry about me," Jiang Yuduo stalled on the sofa. "I'll pour myself if I want to drink water."

"Well." Cheng Ke poured a glass of water and drank, then went into the bedroom.

Jiang Yuzhuo stared at the black-screen TV.

It hasn't been a long time since Cheng Ke came out. He was a little dazed. Is this already asleep?

After eating supper from the outside, he didn't even wash his face, even he couldn't bear it. The young master is so indifferent now?

…Isn’t it going to faint?

Jiang Yuduo quickly stood up.

The bedroom door was not closed, and he saw Cheng Ke in two steps.

Cheng Ke was standing in front of the opened wardrobe and pulled the clothes with his hand.

"What do you smell?" Jiang Yuduo couldn't help asking after watching it for a while, and he was very emotional. Cheng Ke was dull to the door and pestered for a while. He couldn't find it.

"Oh fuck!" Cheng Ke was taken aback and quickly loosened his collar. "How come you haven't heard a word."

"Why don't you say you are deaf?" Jiang Yuduo said, "I'm still blind. I've stood here for a long time."

"Really?" Cheng Ke froze, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Jiang Yuduo said. "For the first time, I saw someone smelling so strong."

"No," Cheng Ke shook his clothes with a smile, and came over, "How can I smell my cumin?"

"I smell your wine." Jiang Yuduo said.

Cheng Ke really drank a lot today. At this time, the first thing he smelled was the smell of wine...Of course, maybe it was his own, and he didn’t drink less. When Chen Qing was excited, he shook him halfway. Glass of wine...

"That's yours..." Cheng Ke leaned over and wanted to smell his collar.

It was probably dizzy, and the movement was a little sharper, and the forehead knocked directly on his nose.

Jiang Yuduo's nose suddenly felt sore, and he almost couldn't control his arm to push Cheng Ke out.

But the process quickly stood firm again by supporting the door frame.

"You don't just smell cumin on your clothes," Jiang Yuduo rubbed his nose. "Your hair is all over."

"I lean," Cheng Ke twitched his hair a few times, "What the **** is going to do."

"What to do," Jiang Yuduo looked at him, "take a shower!"

After this sentence, both of them were silent for a few seconds.

Then Cheng Ke nodded: "Yes, I'll take a shower."

"Can you do it?" Jiang Yuduo Shun asked.

After the question, I regretted it. When thinking of Cheng Ke, he was not Chen Qing.

Cheng Ke turned his face and glanced at him: "It should be possible. I simulated it that day, raised one arm and rushed with the nozzle."

"Oh." Jiang Yu nodded.

Shunzui also wanted to say how do you wipe the shower gel, but it didn't come out after controlling it.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed. In the past, when he was with Cheng Ke, he didn't feel that much. He would only be cautiously afraid that any inadvertent actions would scare Cheng Ke.

I don't know what happened today.

After saying something without a favorite girl while drinking, he couldn't help it.

He really didn't like a girl. After so many years on the street, there will always be a girl who posted to him. He hasn't met anyone with him. He is very annoyed and wants to hide, even if it is chest and thigh. long.

Yes, even if he likes this type, not all **** and long legs will like it. He must be careful about fate... but this fate has never been here.

I haven't been here once, and I've never passed by.

This suddenly made him a little awkward.

Especially in front of the thoughtful eyes of the **** master, he suddenly became awkward.

Although he didn't ask the sentence out.

But I feel as long as I'm not a fool, I can guess what he wants to ask.

No, Chen Qing probably cannot guess.

But Cheng Ke is not Chen Qing.

Cheng Ke took out the clothes and came out. When he passed by, he turned around and hesitated to follow the bathroom door.

He didn't mind helping, Cheng Ke wasn't drunk, but he was a bit dizzy and was sure to fall again...but he still minded that Cheng Ke might mind.

"Stronger, please stay away," Cheng Ke pushed open the bathroom door, and turned to hold an arm in his arm. "Thousands of miles to send the king, we must finally leave..."

Drink too much.

Jiang Yuduo turned and walked away, and returned to the living room to sit on the sofa.

Cheng Ke entered the bathroom and closed the door.

It was already late at night and there was no sound around. I could only hear the slight tinnitus caused by the rumbling of the night after drinking too much wine.

This kind of feeling is a little uncomfortable, like being stuffed in the quilt, not like there is no sound, but like it can't hear the sound.

He got up and poured himself a glass of water. When he unscrewed the faucet and heard the sound of water flowing into the glass, the surroundings seemed to be suddenly transparent.

He drank the water slowly, making some noise smoothly, waiting for the sound of the water in the bathroom to start.

But after drinking a glass of water, nothing happened in the bathroom.

He was a little uneasy. When he knocked on the door in the past, there was a collision in the bathroom, followed by the sound of something falling.

"Cheng Ke?" He rushed to the bathroom door and slapped it on the door. "Did you **** fall!"

"No," Cheng Ke's voice sounded a bit hard to speak, "I just knocked the shelf down."

"How can you knock down the rack if you don't fall?" Jiang Yuduo patted the door again, regardless of whether Cheng Ke was the question of Chen Qing. "Open the door, I'll wash it for you!"

"No." Cheng Ke answered simply.

Then there was another sound, which clearly could be heard as a flesh hitting the wall, and a pia could be heard. The contact area had to be at least the back pia wall.

"I opened the door!" Jiang Yuduo twisted the door handle.

Cheng Ke didn't answer his question, but just scolded angrily: "□Mom's broken clothes!"

Jiang Yu grabbed a sigh of relief and pulled out a bunch of keys from his pocket. Now Cheng Ke is still wearing clothes at least, and should not scold him.

He randomly picked a key and poked it into the keyhole, twisted it a few times, snapped, and the lock popped open.

Jiang Yuduo was stunned when pushing the door open. Cheng Ke was a little embarrassed in this posture.

The outer pants had been taken off, so he wore a pair of pants, and the waist was bowed at the side of the door. The jacket was half taken off, and the head and arms were in the clothes.

"Don't you still have an arm? The right arm can also bend," Jiang Yuduo was speechless. In the past, he pulled the left side of the clothes by pulling the sleeve of the clothes. "Why can't you even take off your clothes?"

"The right arm can't be taken off!" Cheng Ke put his head on the hair that was lifted up by the clothes. "Only take off the left arm first! But the right hand can't work hard, can't pull off the sleeve of the left arm! Only he Mom rubbed off!"

"I said I'll help you," Jiang Yu grabbed a sigh and helped him pull the cuff apart so that his plastered hands could withdraw. "Have you not taken off this dress these two days?"

"Yeah, I have to know that I brought the scissors in." Cheng Ke said.

"Wool sweater, did you cut it directly?" Jiang Yuduo said.

"If you come in later, I will tear it directly." Cheng Ke frowned.

Jiang Yuduo lifted the shelf that fell to the ground. The shampoo and shower gel that fell on the ground were all put back on the shelf. When he turned around, he suddenly saw a bottle in the toilet.

When he was about to reach out, Cheng Ke shouted, "Why!"

Jiang Yuduo was startled and turned to look at him: "What's wrong? Didn't you flush the toilet?"

"Go! I rushed." Cheng Ke said.

"You screamed a fart," Jiang Yuduo said.

"This is a toilet." Cheng Ke said.

"What about that?" Jiang Yuzhuo glared at him. "You need a lot of water, you flush the water again. Let's wash this bottle of facial cleanser away?"

Cheng Ke didn't speak.

Jiang Yuduo reached out and took the bottle out.

"No, just throw it for me, thank you." Cheng Ke said.

Jiang Yuduo threw the bottle into the trash can next to it, and then didn't know what to do.

In fact, Cheng Keguang wearing a pair of pants is not a big deal, but then suddenly he was a little bit at a loss. On the one hand, he wanted to help Cheng Ke, on the other hand, he was afraid that Cheng Ke would be embarrassed.

And he really couldn't help Cheng Ke take a bath completely like Chen Qing took a bath.

After stunned for a few seconds, Cheng Ke nodded: "Come on, work hard."

Before Jiang Yuduo responded, he had turned on the nozzle switch.

The sprinkler was hung up easily, a little loose. At this moment, as soon as the water opened, the sprinkler raised its head violently, and sprayed cold water on Jiang Yu.

Cheng Ke quickly turned off the water: "Fuck, I don't know the nozzle is crooked..."

"Even if the nozzle is not crooked," Jiang Yuduo wiped the water on his face. "You can wait for me to take off my clothes. I'm not wearing a raincoat."

Cheng Ke looked at him, turned around after a long time, and moved his right arm towards the wall: "Just, let me apply some shower gel to my back, I can get it elsewhere."

Jiang Yuzhuo frowned, and Cheng Ke didn't seem to want to wait for him to undress. He stared at Cheng Ke for two seconds and said, "OK."

Jiang Yu grabbed the sprinkler and turned on the water. After the water was hot, he started to flush the back of Cheng Ke: "Don't you have to wash your head? It's all cumin roasted."

"Have you eaten?" Cheng Ke said angrily, "I can wash my hair with one hand."

"Oh." Jiang Yuduo didn't say anything else. He flushed the back of his back, and then took the bottle and squeezed a little shower gel on his back. "Do you want to rub the towel with your back?"

"No, you just wipe it a few times." Cheng Ke said.

"Well." Jiang Yuduo put down the bottle, reached out and wiped the shower gel, and began to draw circles on his back.

After just drawing two circles, Cheng Ke suddenly hid.

"Huh?" Jiang Yuduo stopped. "Aren't my hands cold?"

"Not cool, but..." Cheng Ke turned his head away and cleared his throat. "You rub the towel, the blue one."

"Okay." Jiang Yuduo took the towel, wrapped it in his hands, and pressed it on Cheng Ke's back to start rubbing.

From the shoulder to the waist, Cheng Ke took a breath: "Three Brothers."

"Why?" Jiang Yuduo snapped again.

"Did you rub Chen Qing's back and hurt the killer like that?" Cheng Ke asked.

"I rubbed him harder, and he likes to be screamed," Jiang Yu snatched his hand. "Do you think I'm getting stronger now?"

"It's too big," Cheng Ke turned his face and curled his eyebrows, "mainly I don't want to yell."

"Okay, let me lighten up," Jiang Yu grabbed a sigh. "Then how do you rub it in the bathhouse like this, can the master rub you in a single stroke?"

"I didn't ask anyone to rub me in the bath," Cheng Ke said. "I've never been to the bathhouse."

Jiang Yuduo glanced at him: "Then let me rub your ass?"

Cheng Ke didn't speak, staring at the wall.

Jiang Yuduo waited for a while, seeing that he didn't mean to speak, he had to continue rubbing his back and combing meow's hair with usual strength.

If Cheng Ke could not carry it like this, he could only wipe it with his hand.

He paused.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered the sentence before Cheng Ke.

Will you help Chen Qing take a shower? Will Chen Qing be y?

While this sentence echoed in his ear, he also reacted violently. Why did Cheng Ke have to let him use a towel... I fuck!

Jiang Yuduo was shocked.

"Hurry up," Cheng Ke urged him, "What's the stop?"

Jiang Yuduo hurriedly dragged his back a few times, Cheng Ke took a breath, but said nothing.

He relaxed again and continued.

When he swung to his waist, he was suddenly curious.

Will Cheng Ke now...

He was a little embarrassed about his curiosity, but maybe he drank, and he couldn't hold back this curiosity anymore.

By the way, Cheng Ke's waist turned red, and he finally made up his mind.

He stepped forward slightly from Cheng Ke's side and glanced quickly. Although Cheng Ke was wearing underwear, it was still easy to see if there was any change.

...It seems that nothing has changed?

Cheng Ke, who had been silent for a while, suddenly cleared his throat in his ear.

Jiang Yudiao raised his eyes and met Cheng Ke's line of sight. Cheng Ke turned his head and looked at him.

This almost shocked him and pulled a towel onto Cheng Ke's face.

"Why!" he growled.

"There is no y," Cheng Ke looked at him. "Just rubbing your back like a skinny skin, even if y's mother **** you, I can get you down."

"I..." Jiang Yuduo opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He felt quite faceless, but he didn't know what he should say to regain his face. Finally, he only said, "Your waist There is a mole here."

"Well," Cheng Ke raised his arm and glanced at his waist. "It used to be a birthmark. It was quite big when I was a kid, and then gradually became a mole."

"Oh." Jiang Yuduo responded and continued rubbing on his back.

"Okay, let's flush the water," Cheng Ke said, "I'll almost let you rub it off."

"You have to rub the red to be comfortable and bloody." Jiang Yuduo put down the towel and took the shower head to flush the water on his back.

"Are your clothes wet?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Nonsense." Jiang Yuduo said.

"You go to change clothes, you change one in my cabinet first," Cheng Ke said, "I can wash it myself."

"...Well." Jiang Yuduo turned off the water, handed him the shower head, and then quickly left the bathroom.

Hearing Cheng Ke closed the bathroom door, he stood in the living room and let out a long sigh of relief, then froze for a while before entering the bedroom. He just found a set of Cheng Ke's sportswear and put it on.

Then go back to the living room, fall to the sofa, staring at the ceiling.

I always feel something is not right.

But he did not dare to think carefully.

There is something you don't want, it doesn't exist.

The difficulty of Cheng Ke's one-hand shampooing was a little bit difficult. After almost half an hour, Jiang Yuduo heard the bathroom door bang, and Cheng Ke walked out.

It was probably too challenging to wear clothes, so Cheng Ke only wore underwear when she came out, and there was still water dripping from her hair.

"Let me help you get dressed..." Jiang Yuduo hadn't sat up yet. Cheng Ke had walked to the sofa, raised his right leg, stepped over him, and knelt on the sofa on one leg.

"Why?" Jiang Yuduo froze.

Cheng Ke looked down at him for a while, and the water on his hair landed on his face drop by drop. He wiped his face: "What the **** do I ask you?"

"Don't move," Cheng Ke pointed at him. "My wrist is broken."

"Ah?" Jiang Yuduo looked at his fingertips.

His fingertips quickly moved away from his eyes, and Cheng Ke's hand pressed against his forehead, his head dropped sharply.

It wasn't until Cheng Ke's lips weighed heavily on his mouth that Jiang Yuduo reacted and his breath stopped suddenly.