Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

That night, Jiang Xunli walked into Jiang Peng's house with the last box of sundries in his arms, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

"I didn't think I had much stuff at first, but who knew that after staying for a few months, I would have so many odds and ends." He carried the suitcase into the guest room, turned to Jiang Peng and said, "By the way, it's windy outside, it might take rain."

Jiang Peng looked at the dark sky outside the window and asked, "What do you want for dinner?"

"Order whatever you want." Jiang Xunli said with a smile, "I'll eat whatever you order, I'm not picky. But hurry up, it's going to rain soon, it's not easy to deliver."

He opened the suitcase, took out his clothes one by one, and hung them in the wardrobe in the guest room.

"Braised noodles with tomatoes?" Jiang Peng asked.

"Okay."

"Okay." Jiang Peng nodded, turned and walked away.

Suddenly there was a rumbling thunder outside the window, the clouds were dark, and the rain that had been brewing for a long time was finally coming.

Jiang Xunli didn't have many clothes, so he packed them up quickly, but there were a lot of odds and ends, and it was a tedious job to take them out and put them where they should be.He took out a palm-sized, somewhat worn-out book from the box, and remembered that this book seemed to be brought to him by a cat when he was in the cat cafe a few days ago.

Thinking of the supernatural aspects of that cat cafe, Jiang Xunli casually flipped through the book.

The book records some weird and legendary "ancient magic circles" - such as the five-element formation composed of the hair of girls with four pillars and a single attribute, such as the large formation with the horns of the earth mole and the beak of the ray as the eyes of the formation, such as At a certain time, at a certain time, at a certain place, after killing a person with a certain birth date, use his soul to press the formation-these are all formations that are taken for granted at first glance, but they also take some full-bodied names.

What is the "Thousand Threads Duoxin Formation", what is the "Thousand Ghosts Soul Eater Formation", what is the "Seven Emotions Returning to the World Formation"...

Probably used to trick children.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xunli casually threw the book into the drawer of the bedside table.

The raindrops fell suddenly, crackling and hitting the window, the sound was ridiculously loud.Jiang Xunli stood up in surprise and looked out the window, only to find that there were raindrops on the glass, which were clearly ice beads the size of soybeans.

Yan City has been sweltering for so many days, and a huge hailstorm has been brewing that looks like a pot has been dumped.

"Hey, great artist, it's hail! Are you alright when you park your car downstairs?" Jiang Xunli looked out from the guest room, but he didn't see Jiang Peng in the living room.

"Huh? Jiang Peng?"

He went around to the restaurant and saw no one.The sliding door leading to the kitchen was closed, and the sound of the range hood came from inside.

Jiang Xunli pushed the door open, and a scent of fried scallions mixed with the slightly sour tomato came over his face. Jiang Peng was holding the pot and dividing the noodles into two bowls.

He was suddenly surprised: "Are you cooking dinner yourself?"

"Yeah." Jiang Peng said, "Ready to eat."

Jiang Xunli stared dumbfounded at Jiang Peng as he brought two bowls of noodles and a large bowl of tomato and egg stew into the dining room, and poured a large spoonful of stew into each bowl, saying incredulously, "You know how to cook!"

"It's easier." Jiang Peng said, and sat down at the dining table.

Jiang Xunli also took his seat immediately, picked up chopsticks and mixed noodles, completely forgetting that Jiang Peng's car was still being hit by hail downstairs.

The noodles are bought vermicelli, the tomatoes are carefully peeled, the eggs are fried with chopped green onions, and the marinade has a sweet and sour taste, which is very appetizing.Jiang Xunli ate two bowls of noodles, and drank a little bit of soup base from the stew, but he still couldn't get enough of it.

"Delicious!" Jiang Xunli praised without hesitation, "This is the best stewed tomato noodles I've ever eaten!"

Jiang Peng raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Just as long as you like it."

"Speaking of which, your house is also very clean, and you can cook... With your living skills so good, why did you have to hire a part-time life assistant?" Jiang Xunli has always been very curious about this.

If it wasn't for the part-time job of the life assistant, he wouldn't have met Jiang Peng.

Jiang Peng put down his chopsticks and said, "I just want to have more time to draw."

Jiang Xunli smiled and said, "What about now? No more painting?"

Jiang Peng glanced at Jiang Xunli and said, "Painting. But I have more important things to do now."

"Oh?" Jiang Xunli raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly, "What's more important?"

Jiang Peng didn't answer, but reached out to pick up the empty bowl in front of Jiang Xunli, stacked it with his own, and prepared to take it to the kitchen.

Jiang Xunli immediately got up to stop him, grabbed the bowl and said, "You cook and I wash the dishes. Is this division of labor okay?"

Since it is love and cohabitation, it is certainly not possible for one person to do all the housework.Cooking and washing dishes alone, there is a tacit taste of life, and Jiang Xunli never tires of this feeling.

Jiang Peng couldn't resist Jiang Xunli, so he could only agree.

After washing the dishes, Jiang Xunli didn't see Jiang Peng in the living room, so he went to the study, and sure enough, he saw Jiang Peng sitting behind the easel in the study, sketching something with charcoal.

He walked around behind Jiang Peng, and saw a masked young man on the screen, holding two swords, fighting against a cloud of ghost energy.In the midst of the ghostly aura, there are fragmented and terrifying faces and distorted limbs, which set off the whole picture very hideously, and it seems that the man in the middle is out of the world, as if a god descended.

"Are you starting to draw in fantasy style now? Do you not need models in the future?" Jiang Xun asked with a smile.

"No, I'm just trying to find a more tense way of expression." Jiang Peng said.

Jiang Xunli took half a step back, leaning on the desk and looking at Jiang Peng and his paintings.With his hand resting on the table, he accidentally knocked a document beside the table to the ground, and immediately bent down to pick it up, only to find that it was an employment contract.

"The Art Department of Qianmokou Vocational and Technical College..." Jiang Xunli said in surprise, "Jiang Peng, are you going to be a human body course lecturer?"

Jiang Peng nodded: "Well, I will officially start work in September."

Jiang Xun asked with a smile: "You talk so little, can you really be a teacher? You won't be bullied to death by students?"

After waiting for a while, seeing that Jiang Peng didn't answer, Jiang Xunli leaned forward, wrapped his arms around Jiang Peng's neck from behind, and joked, "I thought you bought the house here because of me, but it turned out that it was because you were working. Has the technical college found a job?"

"Hmm." Jiang Peng thought for a while and said, "The reason why I accepted the lecturer's invitation is indeed because of you."

Jiang Xunli was speechless for a while.

After a long while, he slammed his forehead on Jiang Peng's shoulder, dumbfounded: "My great painter, I always thought that you were not very good at talking, especially not at talking about love. But I didn't expect you to be sensational, it's so frustrating." no..."

"I'm not talking about love."

Jiang Peng put down the charcoal pencil, turned his face slightly, and breathed on Jiang Xunli's forehead: "I'm telling the truth."

Jiang Xunli raised his head very naturally, and kissed Jiang Peng's lips.

Lips parted, Jiang Xunli saw that Jiang Peng was still staring at him, so he simply kissed him again.Jiang Peng raised his chin, allowing Jiang Xunli to stick his tongue into his mouth.After a lingering kiss, the breathing of both of them was a little scattered.

"Great painter, this is not a public place..."

Jiang Xunli whispered in Jiang Peng's ear.

Jiang Peng's Adam's apple twitched, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Xunli's hands dishonestly reached in from the hem of Jiang Pengju's undershirt, caressed his tight abdominal muscles, and pinched him lightly.

"Moving in the afternoon, I was sweating all over." Jiang Xunli rested his chin on Jiang Peng's shoulder, blew on his neck, and said, "Do you want to take a shower?"

"You..." Jiang Peng hesitated to speak.

Jiang Xunli said, "What about me?"

Jiang Peng: "...Don't you think the progress is a bit too fast?"

"Huh—?" Jiang Xunli got up from Jiang Peng, pretending to be surprised and innocent, and exaggerated, "I just said to take a shower, what kind of progress... Or, did you think of something strange? Gone? Huh? Great painter?"

It was obvious that he was lighting the fire, so he turned his face and refused to admit it.

Jiang Peng sighed helplessly.

Jiang Xunli kissed Jiang Peng's mouth again, and said with a smile, "I'm going to take a shower, and I'll wait for you in... well, the guest room...on the bed."

After finishing speaking, he got up and left the study room, and intimately helped Jiang Peng close the door.

Jiang Xunli came out of the shower, but Jiang Peng was still drawing in the study.Seeing that he was serious about drawing, Jiang Xunli couldn't bear to disturb him, so he nestled down on the sofa in the living room bored, turned on the TV, and looked through the program list.

A previously released thriller has now been released and appears in the program list of digital TV.Jiang Xunli remembered that he originally wanted to go to the cinema with Jiang Peng to watch this movie, but was interrupted by the ghost hunting, so why not make up for it tonight.

He watched the movie silently on the sofa alone, and finally, amidst the ups and downs of the plot and the breathtaking background music, he was so bored that he fell asleep.

Jiang Peng didn't stop painting until late at night, looked at the clock, and came out of the study.

Seeing Jiang Xunli who was curled up and sleeping on the sofa, he was stunned for a moment, walked up to stare at Jiang Xunli silently for a moment, leaned over and carried him into the guest room, and retreated lightly.

In the early morning of the next day, before six o'clock, Jiang Xunli woke up.

The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was a bit high, and he was speechless to find that he had stripped himself naked again, so he quickly put on his pajamas and pajamas, got up to go to the bathroom, and wandered to the restaurant to find water.

Passing by the door of Jiang Peng's master bedroom, he saw that the bedroom door wasn't closed securely, it was a little open.

Jiang Xunli couldn't help being curious, and gently pushed the door open, wanting to see Jiang Peng's sleeping face.

On the two-meter-square bed in the master bedroom, Jiang Peng was lying on his side in a big diagonal direction, with a pillow and the quilt together, and he hugged him in a ball, and the corner of the quilt covered him. His head, the other pillow had fallen to the floor.

The silk pajamas on Jiang Peng's body were lifted up, and twisted into a weird twist on his chest. The muscles on the sides and waist were exposed in the dim light of the room, and they rose and fell gently with breathing.

Jiang Xunli: ...

Wait a minute, why is this different from the sleeping posture of the male god he imagined?

Jiang Xunli was startled, and suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, preventing himself from laughing out loud.

He held back his smile for a long time, and tiptoed to Jiang Peng's bed, picked up the pillow that fell on the floor and put it back on the bed, walked around to the direction Jiang Peng was facing, climbed onto the bed, and reached out to lift the cover The quilt covering Jiang Peng's head.

Liang was lifted off, but Jiang Peng didn't wake up.

His sleeping face was very peaceful, not at all as... intense as his sleeping posture showed.

Jiang Xunli saw Jiang Peng falling asleep, and without knowing it, fell asleep again in a daze.

An hour later, Jiang Peng slowly opened his eyes under the influence of the biological clock, and saw Jiang Xun's face so close at hand, he was a little confused for a while.

He knew that he liked to hug things after he fell asleep, but he never thought that he would bring Jiang Xunli who was sleeping in the guest room.

The author has something to say:

Jiang Xiaofeng: When I sleep hot, I will strip myself naked.

Painter Jiang: I can't change my arms when I sleep.

Author: I look forward to the day when you two sleep in the same bed again→_→

----

A few days ago, I went to Shenzhen, Hong Kong and Macau to play around. When I returned to Beijing last night, I was almost choked to death by the smog...

If I want to write articles with Beijing as the background in the future, I will set it in winter, not only to complain about traffic jams, but also about smog!

_(:з」∠)_