I want you

During the day, Jiang Yang saw a very funny picture in the tea room of the company. A husky bit the sofa at home to pieces, and the cotton fell everywhere.While watching, his left eyelid twitched, and his left eye twitched. Jiang Yang stopped looking, but felt a little uneasy.

After get off work, he went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Today, during the winter solstice, there were some snowflakes, and the coolness stuck to his face.He looked up at the sky and said that he planned to wrap wontons in winter solstice and summer solstice noodles for dinner.

Carrying two large plastic bags of vegetables, he put a bag on the ground at the door of the house, took out the key, first opened the gate on the first floor fence, then unlocked the locked iron gate on the second floor, and finally opened the door .As soon as I entered the room, I saw that the original white walls were messily painted with water pens and ballpoint pens.

Jiang Yang slammed the door heavily, "Wang Yicheng! Get out!" The perpetrator didn't obediently get out, and he didn't know where he was.

"Wang Yicheng, we still have room for discussion when you come out now." Jiang Yang slowed down his voice and walked to the living room.

A man's head protruded from under the sofa, his hair was messed up, and a man nearly 1.9 meters tall was pitifully huddled under the sofa, but his two long legs were exposed outside. "Yangyang..." The man was extremely handsome, with slightly sunken eye sockets and slender eyelashes, giving him a natural appearance of regalia.It's just that the two eyes are too dark, which makes people feel strange - this man is actually a fool.

"Yangyang, Yangyang, the painting is beautiful." Wang Yicheng struggled to get out from under the sofa and explained.

"It's not good-looking, how many times have I told you, don't wreak havoc at home!"

"No, destroy, no." The tall man lowered his head aggrieved.

"Oh, then why are you hiding under the sofa?" Jiang Yang sneered.

"Because Yicheng is sleepy," the man pretended to rub his eyes, "Yicheng wants to sleep."

"Don't sleep, go stand in the corner for 10 minutes." Jiang Yang squeezed his wrist and pulled him to the corner to face the wall. "I'm going to the kitchen to cook, you can reflect here."

So a 1.9-meter man, wearing pajamas full of puppies, stood blankly in front of the wall.He soon became bored, and Jiang Yang's words were forgotten. At this time, the sound of cutting vegetables came from the kitchen, and he tiptoed over.

His yang is wrapped in an apron, his side face is focused, and the broken hair on his forehead is raised a little.Today he is going to make butter wontons with capers and minced meat. The fried capers are cut into small pieces and wrapped in wontons with fresh minced meat.

"Yangyang, I'm hungry." Wang Yicheng walked over in a daze, and was about to put raw wontons in his mouth.

"No! This is raw and cannot be eaten." Jiang Yang tapped his hand angrily, "Fool."

Wang Yicheng pursed his mouth aggrievedly, "I hate Yangyang."

"Get out, don't block here." Jiang Yang drove the tall man out of the kitchen.The house here was bought by Jiang Yang, the area is only about [-] square meters, and it is barely enough to fit two big men into it.

The water in the pot boiled, and he put the wontons in to boil.He likes to eat water wontons, but Wang Yicheng likes to eat dry wontons, so after cooking, he divides them into two portions, mixes them with a little sesame oil to make them not easy to stick together, and finally pours soy sauce on a small plate and brings them to the dining table. "Yicheng! Come to eat."

Wang Yicheng was playing with a red racing car in the living room, and clapped his hands happily when he heard this, "Eat! Eat!"

He excitedly ran to the dining table, looked around for a while, "It's different." He said a little angrily, "Mine is different from Yangyang's."

Jiang Yang stood on tiptoe and rubbed his head, as if trying to coax a child, "You idiot, eat this first, and I'll make you a soup."

He used a small pot to make another green vegetable tofu soup. Wang Yicheng squinted his eyes with a smile, and took a mouthful of wontons in a bowl. "tasty."

He ate two big bowls before he was full, and began to drink the steaming soup.Jiang Yang's bowl also wafted some heat, unlike Wang Yicheng, his eating was very gentle, and his face was soft.

Wang Yicheng stared blankly, stopped drinking the soup, and covered his abdomen after a while.

Jiang Yang didn't notice, and gave him a puzzled look, "Are you full? Go get your clothes when you're full, and take a shower later."

"It hurts down there." Sitting on the chair, Wang Yicheng glanced at Jiang Yang cautiously, "Yangyang, is it as good as last time?" Jiang Yang's face turned pale, and he couldn't help but think of how he climbed to this stupid big man last time. On the body, in order to make him comfortable, how did he actively twist his waist and let him fuck him, and even let him cum inside in the end...

"You're dreaming!" Jiang Yang rolled his eyes angrily, "Go get the clothes."

Wang Yicheng lowered his head like a puppy being reprimanded by his master, but his trousers propped up a tent, and reluctantly went to get his clothes.

Just after eating and taking a bath, Jiang Yang would always send him to the living room or get clothes. He would foolishly take out all the clothes, pick them out and put them back intact.

This tossing and tossing can last for an hour, and the big fool finally chose his own clothes, a set of Jiang Yang's blue pajamas.

"You can't get in." Jiang Yang smiled sullenly.

Wang Yicheng felt that he was laughing at himself, hugged the pajamas tightly, and looked at him vigilantly. "Okay, okay, I won't snatch yours." Jiang Yang took out Wang Yicheng's other set of pajamas that were printed with pictures of puppies.

The bathroom at home is small, but there is also a rectangular bathtub nearly 1.5 meters long.Wang Yicheng didn't know how to take a bath by himself, so he took off all his clothes without any shame, and stared at Jiang Yang with bright eyes.

"Yangyang, quickly take off your clothes."

Jiang Yang adjusted the temperature of the water with his hands, and frightened him fiercely, "I won't give you a bath." Wang Yicheng was a little afraid of the water, so he pinched the yellow duckling with a stiff neck.

Jiang Yang took a closer look, his eye circles were red, and he looked pitiful if he wanted to cry or not.