slowly

Ning Zhi turned off the shower, and found what he needed from a pile of bottles and cans.

The Yuba above his head was bright and warm. He bit his lip, and a thin layer of sweat soon oozed from his naked body, like a hot pink crystal, reflecting the soft light.

When doing this kind of thing for the first time, Ning Zhi felt very ashamed, but now he is familiar with it.He still remembered that when he hid in the bathroom of the hotel, his toes almost tore through the non-slip floor mat, his chest was filled with anxiety, anticipation, and hesitation, and he dawdled for more than an hour before going out in a bath towel.

He was greeted by a dark and silent room. Ning Zhi stood blankly, not caring about getting angry, just thinking blankly that Jiang Chan couldn't wait and had already left.

He felt stupid and was about to go back to get dressed. It was pitch black and he couldn't see the way. He fumbled for the switch on the wall when someone grabbed his finger and put it to his lips for a kiss.

"Who?" Ning Zhi was startled, and backed away in a panic.

"it's me."

The man hugged him, stroked his back tenderly, and dropped kisses on Ning Zhi's neck.

Ning Zhi gave up struggling and said sullenly, "I thought you were gone."

"No," Jiang Chan held Ning Zhi's face, with a smile in his voice, and a feeling that Ning Zhi couldn't express, "I won't leave you behind."

Their first time was not perfect, Ning Zhi had no experience and would not relax, the pain he felt far outweighed the pleasure.Afterwards, the two lay on the bed sweating profusely. Ning Zhi typed the script eight hundred times in his heart, "Jiang Chan, maybe we are really not suitable", but for some reason, he never said it out.

Fortunately, they didn't say it out loud. After that, their bodies fit better and better. Jiang Chan didn't need to play any tricks, and he could easily bring Ning Zhi to an orgasm. It was cool, but it was a bit embarrassing.

After Ning Zhi finished drying her hair, she tied up her nightgown and walked into the master bedroom barefoot.

He didn't see Jiang Chan, so he searched carefully, and found Jiang Chan standing on the balcony, frowning on the phone.

The phone call didn't last long, Jiang Chan hung up impatiently after saying a few words, and when he turned around, he still had a stern look on his face. After seeing Ning Zhi, his hostility dissipated and he smiled softly.

"What's the matter?" Ning Zhi was worried that he had an urgent job.

"It's okay," Jiang Chan closed the glass door, "You're an idiot."

idiot?His tone and phrasing made Ning Zhi can't help but diverge his thoughts, and the bloody plots in novels and TV dramas flooded into his mind, and he asked excitedly, "Is it a grudge between a wealthy family?"

Jiang Chan burst out laughing.He pinched Ning Zhi's right cheek and rubbed it twice with his thumb. Ning Zhi succumbed to his desire for gossip, and patiently let him play with him, blinking a pair of round eyes, looking very sincere.

Ning Zhi's face was very comfortable to pinch, soft and soft, Jiang Chan couldn't bear to let go, lowered his head, put the tip of his nose against Ning Zhi's, and said slowly: "First, my family is not rich, and second, you look like a thief. A little thief who can't find anything."

"You are the thief!" Ning Zhi turned his head, avoiding Jiang Chan's claws angrily.

"But there is indeed a bit of family secrets," Jiang Chan felt that teasing Ningzhi was like fishing, and he could be hooked by throwing a bait.

Ning Zhi played his temper: "I don't want to hear it."

"You really don't want to?"

Jiang Chan's voice became extremely hoarse, as if he had absorbed the ambiguity of the spring night. After saying this, he lifted Ning Zhi's chin and slowly kissed his lips.

Ning Zhi closed his eyes, accepted Jiang Chan's smell and temperature, kissed and kissed, and they fell down on the soft double bed.

After some rubbing, Ning Zhi's nightgown fell apart, revealing a white and thin body.Jiang Chan was pressing heavily on his chest, and Ning Zhi stretched out his hand to reach it, but he couldn't reach the switch at the head of the bed.

"You turn off the light," he said vaguely.

"Open," Jiang Chan didn't follow his wishes.

Ning Zhi's eyes widened, why?Didn't they make an appointment tacitly from the first time?

The lighting in the bedroom is actually not too glaring, it's warm yellow and has a sense of atmosphere, but Ning Zhi always has the illusion of being naked - it's strange to say this, because he is indeed naked now.

"Could it be possible..." Ning Zhi swallowed uncomfortably, and before he finished speaking, Jiang Chan held his Adam's apple in his mouth.

This is terrible, Ning Zhi thought, why not turn off the lights?

He tried to relieve the tension through chatting, but his mind was empty, and he said something inexplicably: "My colleague said, you seem to be very good at playing."

"Really?" Jiang Chan paused his movements, the fine sweat on his forehead shone brightly under the light, and he raised the corners of his mouth meaningfully, "That's right."

After entanglement for a long time, the two parted breathlessly. Jiang Chan said, "Do you know the second bedroom opposite? It's the prop room."

Ning Zhi Wuxin thought: "What props?"

Jiang Chan whispered a few words into his ear.

"You..." Ning Zhi panted heavily, the sweat that flowed out seemed to turn pink.Without waiting for him to say any more unpleasant words, Jiang Chan leaned forward and covered his lips with a moist kiss.

One night of absurdity, leaving the house in a mess.

In the early morning, Ning Zhi woke up dazed, rolled away from Jiang Chan's arms, lay in a big shape on the bed, and bid farewell to Duke Zhou with difficulty.

In spring, the temperature has picked up, and cuddling has already begun to make people feel hot. He opened and closed his eyes, repeated several times, and his sanity finally returned to his place, and his eyes became focused.

Ning Zhi turned to look at Jiang Chan, Jiang Chan was lying on his side, his handsome features were facing him, his eyebrows were thick and black, his nose was straight, his lips were naturally closed, and there was an inconspicuous cut on it.

Ning Zhi remembered what happened last night, his teeth itch with hatred, and wanted to find a marker pen to draw a big turtle or a mustache on Jiang Chan's face, so that he could not wash it off for three days and could not go out to meet people.

But Jiang Chan slept too peacefully and peacefully, and the sunlight shining on him was so warm, as beautiful as a painting. Ning Zhi looked at it for a while, and the idea of ​​prank disappeared unconsciously.

Rarely waking up earlier than Jiang Chan, Ning Zhi grabbed the wall lamp and sat up cautiously.His whole body was sore, his bones seemed to be falling apart and rebuilt perfunctorily, every joint was unnaturally uncomfortable, and when he squatted down to pick up his nightgown, his calves trembled faintly.

After getting dressed, Ning Zhi left the master bedroom and walked to the door of the opposite room.

Is it really a prop room?Unexpectedly, Jiang Chan still has such a habit.

He hesitated, still unable to make up his mind. Last night, Jiang Chan said that he was a petty thief, but he still refused to admit it, but it turned out to be true this morning. If Jiang Chan found out, he would definitely be ridiculed.

"Why don't you open it?"

Ning Zhi was engrossed in his thoughts, when he suddenly heard someone talking, he quickly let go.

Jiang Chan stood against the wall, with his upper body naked, his right hand in the pocket of his sweatpants, exuding the lazy air of just getting out of bed. He stared at Ning Zhi with a smirk, as if he was studying something: "You really want to play?"

"I don't have one," Ning Zhi lied bluntly, "Get up and go to the bathroom, just take a look."

Jiang Chan raised his eyebrows, and said "Oh", sounding regretful: "Can't you accept it at all?"

Ning Zhi felt that his lips were dry, so he licked them anxiously, thinking wildly, if he nodded and said yes, would Jiang Chan think that he was old-fashioned and boring, and then find a new bed partner?

"A little bit." Ning Zhi raised his chin, imitating the look of a veteran.

"How much is a little bit?" Jiang Chan's expression was deep, and his doubtful tone was very realistic.

Ning Zhi didn't expect him to get to the bottom of it, so embarrassing that the top of his head was smoking, he said falteringly: "Binding... something like that."

"Understood." Jiang Chan smiled, and then coughed.

"Go in and have a look." He pushed open the door of the second bedroom.

Ning Zhi entered the room curiously and apprehensively, holding the mood of seeing death as home, and then saw the double bed, wardrobe, desk, lamp...all the furnishings that a normal bedroom would have.

"How is it?" Jiang Chan's smug laughter could no longer be concealed.

Ning Zhi froze for a moment before realizing that he had been cheated.He walked up to Jiang Chan, blushed, kicked him hard without saying a word.