Mr. Jiang is not driving today

After all the dust settled, Jiang Xun was taken back to Yu's house by Yu Miao.

It was completely different from the feeling of being imprisoned here last time. Jiang Xunman walked back to the Fanghe Pavilion with ease, and jumped onto Yu Miao's bed without taking off his shoes, dangling outside the bed with his two long legs crossed. with.

Ah, I'm dying here.

When Yu Miao opened the door with the food brought by his disciples, Jiang Xun was stretching, with a shallow arc in the back of his waist, and his straight buttocks were slightly squeezed towards the middle, like An invitation to be lazy and to say no.

He quickly and silently put the plate on the sandalwood table, walked to the bed, gently pressed his waist, leaned down and said, "Jiang Xun, get up and eat something."

After all, there are more than 20 years of memory of eating. When Jiang Xun was about to turn over and sit up, his knees were pressed down by Yu Miao from behind, and his ear was gently pinched up by a hand along the pinna, every time. All deeply comfortable.Jiang Xun lay down on the bed obediently, and with a little spiritual power, two fluffy white ears popped out of his head, flickering to seduce people, Yu Miao was about to reach out to pinch, Jiang Xun quickly put the two ingot-like Tucking his small ears inward, he proudly turned his face away and smiled at Yu Miao.

The corners of Yu Miao's mouth slightly extended a few centimeters, and his fingers patiently moved from the base of the ear, combing the white fluffy ear, feeling the little velvet-like thing slightly soft, the carefully trimmed fingertips gradually After shifting the position, he scratched the tips of his ears lightly and slowly, making Jiang Xun's itches unbearable, so he closed his ears with a playful smile: "I won't play with you anymore."

Yu Miao didn't bother, just leaned forward, turned him over, let him sit on his lap, led the pig's blood porridge into his hand, and said: "Eat quickly, I have prepared a gift for you .”

Jiang Xun looked at the porridge spoon in front of him, ready to reach out to pick it up: "Yu Jiu, I'm not handicapped."

Yu Miao withdrew the spoon: "It's better to be seriously injured, be honest."

During the retreat, a drop of porridge leaked out and sprinkled on Jiang Xun's front. Before Jiang Xun could complain, he saw Yu Miao put the spoon back into the porridge bowl, bent down, and kissed the silk Porridge marks.

Seeing him doing this, Jiang Xun couldn't help being happy: "Yu Miao."

Yu Miao raised his head, a small tongue flashed past his lips: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Xun: "You have good skills."

Yu Miao: "..."

Jiang Xun: "Let's say that the generation I lived in was doing a good job."

Yu Miao: "...what do you mean?"

Jiang Xun: "Hahahahaha."

It was rare for Jiang Xun to see Yu Miao deflated, and said nonsense happily: "I will tell you next time you have a chance to hug me."

The last time I was hugged was during a special period. Jiang Xun's blood rushed to his head and he wanted to reach his limbs, and he felt it on impulse. After that, no matter how Yu Miao teased Jiang Xun, Jiang Xun always smiled and said Yujiu, you can't do it. Ah, I don't feel you like this.However, this guy is extremely strict with himself, and he is not emotional, so he never has to hug others. Jiang Xun is also happy to see him circle around him after he has learned his taste, but he doesn't know what to say.

... so cool.

Jiang Xun's good mood lasted until after the meal. Yu Miao covered his eyes and even blocked his sense of smell, saying that it was to prevent him from finding out what kind of gift it was.

When Jiang Xun was covered with a white cloth with a spell on it, he was still muttering: "Don't you get me a herring. Let me tell you, a cat with dignity will not eat that kind of thing even if it starves to death of."

He was taken out of Fanghe Pavilion, walked forward step by step through the stacked fir forest, and the sun shone on the two of them.

Jiang Xun's hand was in Yu Miao's, and he led him forward.

Jiang Xun didn't care what kind of gift it was, anyway, as long as he was with Yu Miao, it didn't matter where he went.

Finally, the two stood still.

Jiang Xun asked with a smile, "What is it?"

Across a layer of glass-colored white cloth, Jiang Xun vaguely felt a shadow pressing down, his chin was lifted, and then, a pair of tenderness that penetrated into the bones began to cling to Jiang Xun's, biting and hesitating, tenderly rubbing together , Suck that piece of lip flesh red and tender.

Jiang Xun smiled, opened his mouth slightly, and simply pushed a fragrant and soft tongue over.

After a brief tenderness, Yu Miao held his face and asked softly: "Tell me. What did you just say?"

……what?

Jiang Xun was stunned, and the white cloth was torn off.

The two stood in a thick green shade, the mountains and plains were full of anise, and the green umbrella-shaped leaves swayed in the wind, making a soft swishing sound.

The pulse of pleasure sprinted to the nerve endings at the speed of a second, and the rich hormone poured down his limbs.

Before Yu Miao could take the initiative, he wrapped his hands around his neck, and the hot air flowed down his neck and into his slightly opened skirt.

Yu Miao: "Tell me, what is that?"

In the afternoon, there is no one to disturb Dongshan and Houshan. The warm sun shines down, and the air is filled with a strong mint aroma, with a kind of aggressiveness that enters the throat. A bunch of anise has a bunch of fruits, white flesh, white The fruit peel is almost transparent under the sun, but after a shadow is run over, it turns into a gushing white slurry, which is warmly smoked by the sun, exuding an attractive sweet fragrance.