Deep courtyard

After listening to Pujiang's memories, Huang Yuan's face was full of colors, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked at Pujiang speechlessly.

——It actually got erect in my car?It seems that he still grabbed Lao Tzu's arm, right?Hehe, it's really the same as - rubbing his back kindly, but he is masturbating - it has the same effect!You are Teddy reincarnated! ?shameless!

Huang Yuan gave him a blank look, turned around and was about to leave, the two of them had been standing face to face in front of the wardrobe for quite a while.

"You have to be responsible." Pu Jiang raised his right arm and pressed it against the closet door to stop him.

Feel free to call me in charge! ?Huang Yuan was really ruined by this person's brazenness: "Fuck me."

"Well, do your shit."

The same word has two pronunciations.For such things as biting words, school scum Huang Yuan has never been a match for Xueba teacher Xiao Jiang, so he can only press his lips tightly together, glaring fiercely at the bully in front of him, but involuntarily tightening his buttocks quietly.

"Ever since I watched you get hard in your car, every time I see you glaring at me, I can't help it, it's so vivid, so touching..." Pu Jiang didn't finish his sentence. Over the years, from time to time When she dreamed that Huang Yuan was pressed on the bed by him and bullied by him, she also stared at him like this.

Huang Yuan couldn't bear this guy who looked sanctimonious but could use his mouth to get angry anymore, so he made up his mind not to look at his wound, pushed away the blocking arm, and went downstairs to take a bath without looking back.

After Huang Yuan lingered downstairs for more than an hour, he returned to the study on the third floor. Through the open door, he saw that the headlights in the master bedroom next door had been turned off, leaving only the dim light of the desk lamp. The mansion was finally quiet, and it seemed that the gentle breathing of the Pujiang River could be heard even in the Yellow Garden.

Huang Yuan stood at the door and hesitated for a while, and finally convinced himself to go in to see the condition of the injured.

Pu Jiang was lying on the right side of the big bed next to the closet, with his back facing the lamp on the bedside table on the other side, with the quilt under his back, his whole face hidden in the shadows, and he couldn't tell whether he was asleep or not.Since there was no quilt, the long legs were crossed and slightly bent, and the gauze that originally hung the left arm was hanging loosely on the chest.Dr. Lu came in a hurry and did not prepare a professional protective sling, so he could only make a temporary sling with gauze wrapped around it a few times.

Huang Yuan walked over lightly, pulled up the corner of the quilt on the other side, rolled it back and gently covered Pujiang's waist.Then he carefully picked up the gauze sling and pulled it out from Pu Jiang's left arm, but it was still hanging around his neck.

Huang Yuan worried that after Pu Jiang fell asleep, the gauze sling wrapped around his neck would cause accidents, so he tried his best to remove the sling from Pu Jiang's head. He stretched in between, gently lifted his head, then quickly turned out the sling that was tied in a circle, and then gently put him down.

Huang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, took the sling and was about to leave, but his wrist was suddenly grabbed.

Huang Yuan wanted to break free, but found that the other party had raised his left hand to grab him, so he had to stop himself, not daring to pull.

"Stay with me." Someone was talking in the darkness, his voice was hoarse but not confused at all.

——didn’t fall asleep, didn’t consciously take off the sling, and didn’t cooperate with raising your hands and head, just let me serve you.

"..."

"If you don't take care of me, I might press on the wound if I turn over at night."

"..."

"If you don't take care of me, I can only ask Mama Zhang to come back."

"..."

Pu Jiang consciously leaned forward, changed to the posture with his back facing up, and then crawled sideways to the other side of the bed twice like a crab, giving half of the seat to Huang Yuan.

Huang Yuan's hand was still held by Pu Jiang, and there was scorching heat and irresistible force from his wrist. His body was pulled and leaned forward. Finally, he could only lift his knees against the edge of the bed, half lying on his back. bed.

Pu Jiang flipped the left hand that was holding Huang Yuan's wrist, and turned to hold Huang Yuan's palm, clasping it not loosely but not tightly.

"I'm sleepy." After Pu Jiang finished speaking, his eyes, which were exposed under the lamp due to the shift, closed, and his body didn't move anymore. He just gently grabbed Huang Yuan's hand and lay on his stomach quietly.

Huang Yuan looked at Pu Jiang's peaceful sleeping face, he could break free with a light swipe of the strength in his hand, but suddenly he didn't dare to pull it out, reluctant?Nostalgia?Get used to being abused?he does not know.

Huang Yuan sighed, supported the soft and comfortable bed with his other hand, fell down slowly, pulled up the quilt, and covered Pu Jiang and himself.

Under the warm yellow light, Huang Yuan looked at Pu Jiang with a smile on his lips, his eyes didn't open, but his clasped hands tightened, and then they loosened slightly. Sono's five fingers are intertwined, and the tight fit makes people have the illusion that they can't tell each other apart.The two palms began to transmit the heartbeat and temperature of the two people silently, until their frequency gradually matched and reached the same, the fingertips could not help trembling slightly, this indescribable feeling made Huang Yuan feel at ease.

Huang Yuan slept very deeply this time. When he woke up, Pu Jiang did not wake up as early as he did in Daigo Valley. He was sleeping next to him, with his foreheads touching each other, and his breath blended and mixed in the narrow space between their noses. It was scorching hot, and then he was re-inhaled. This kind of turbid air with low oxygen concentration, Huang Yuan didn't feel sick or uncomfortable. Instead, he felt warm and comfortable in the air-conditioned room.

The hands of the two people were no longer held together. Huang Yuan's hands and Pu Jiang's right hand were overlapped and placed on the bed with a little space between their chests. Pu Jiang's right hand rested casually on Huang Yuan's waist. The posture is comfortable for both of them but not rigid.

"Morning." Pu Jiang rubbed his sleepy eyes, and spoke lazily, with a hoarse and chaotic voice.

Huang Yuan thought that he would feel embarrassed or embarrassed, but seeing Pu Jiang's rarely fascinated expression, he couldn't help laughing, and answered the words naturally: "Morning."

Huang Yuan didn't wake up like before thinking about how to arrange the cramped work and life today, how to make Huang's mother satisfied, and let Lei Lei feel at ease. Not bad, this world is no longer a person struggling alone.

I saw Pu Jiang reached into the bed with his hand after rubbing his eyes, scratched under the bed again, and muttered: "Help me, I can't use my left hand..."

Huang Yuan: "..."

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The life of husband and wife began to move towards daily life.

Next, solve some remaining problems, and it's over.