In front of the North Gate

That night, Shi Jichang was still writing under the lamp.

Lou Huaiyu was bored, so he sat not far away and watched him write.

The posture of Shi Jichang holding the writing brush is naturally different from that of holding a knife. Several long fingers are separated and held on the pen holder, which is consistent with the gesture of the accountant Mr. Lou Huaiyu saw outside the shop when he was a child.It's just that his hand is big, and the pen holder is so thin that it seems to be broken at any time, but he holds it very firmly.

There was a relatively deep crack at the tiger's mouth. Lou Huaiyu remembered that he wiped it some time ago, but now the scab has formed and is about to come off.

When Lou Huaiyu thought of being held by such a hand to write his name today, the back of his hand felt a little hot as he remembered it, and he couldn't help but touch it lightly.

Half of Shi Jichang's people were in the dark, and the lamp on the table lit up a small area, as well as half of Shi Jichang's face.

He quickly finished writing a piece of paper, gently pulled the paper aside with his left hand, and continued to write with his right hand.

Lou Huaiyu looked at it for a while, feeling bored, moved the stool quietly and approached, and saw a few manuscripts full of words scattered on the table, and a few small books randomly placed near his end, which were brought back and no one noticed. book of.

Shi Jichang was writing in the same way yesterday. He wrote for a long time, and finally there was a thin stack when he folded it up. But when Lou Huaiyu went to see it today, the paper was already a little thinner, leaving only a blank space. I don’t know where I wrote yesterday. up.

Shi Jichang's writing was so serious that people couldn't bear to disturb him, so Lou Huaiyu took out the book and pretended to read it incomprehensibly.

Fortunately, the book that Xiaodong bought had some pictures, and the one that Lou Huaiyu picked up seemed to be about flowers and plants, and it had quite a lot of illustrations, which allowed him to relieve his boredom and play a game of looking for pictures in a pile of words.

Lou Huaiyu found a total of 20 illustrations from the first page to the last page.

This made him find a little bit of interest in his boredom, so he closed one and went to get another.As soon as he opened the title page, Shi Jichang's voice came from above his head: "What are you looking at?"

Shi Jichang's voice was very low, Lou Huaiyu looked up, he did not know when he had put down the pen, and put it on the side of Mo Die, holding a stack of papers in his hand.

Lou Huaiyu met his scrutinizing eyes, was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "...Look at the illustrations."

"Look for illustrations." He added.

Shi Jichang didn't know if he didn't believe his words, so he didn't speak immediately, but moved his eyes from his face to the pages of the book.

When Lou Huaiyu saw it, he forgot for a moment that he had just changed the book and opened the one in his hand.

This book also has illustrations, but it's not the same as the flowers and plants just now.

The moment Shi Jichang saw it, he suddenly coughed as if he was choking on his own breath.

On the pages of the book lay a whole picture of the erotic palace of men and women.The artist's painting is vivid and explicit, half of the clothes of the man in the back are stripped, embracing the completely naked woman, and some unspeakable places are also shown in front of the two of them.

Lou Huaiyu was also taken aback for a moment, then said ahh, and argued, "It wasn't this book just now."

Shi Jichang's cough had stopped, his face was red from neck to neck, and he reached out and quickly closed the book in Lou Huaiyu's hand.

Written in three bright words, Jin Ping Mei.

Shi Jichang was a little speechless, but he heard Lou Huaiyu actually laughing.

He looked up, and Lou Huaiyu didn't stop laughing, as if he thought it was very funny, and looked at him with a smile.

Maybe it’s because he doesn’t read. There are not many lights in Lou Huaiyu’s room. In order to be clearer when writing, Shi Jichang put all the lights in the room together, so that this area is particularly bright, while other places are particularly bright. dark.

Lou Huaiyu's exquisite face seemed flawless under the warm firelight, the slender eyelashes cast a shadow on his face, the raised lips were too red, and the teeth were too white.

Shi Jichang completely forgot the moment of vigilance when he saw Lou Huaiyu flipping the book just now, and tried his best to fix his eyes on the darkness behind Lou Huaiyu, and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Laughing at you," Shi Jichang heard Lou Huaiyu's voice full of laughter, "You're a big man, why do you still react so strongly to a spring/palace picture?"

Shi Jichang subconsciously denied: "No."

Lou Huaiyu said, "Really?"

Shi Jichang felt Lou Huaiyu leaning towards him, and there was the sound of chairs and stools rubbing against the floor and moving. The smell of makeup powder he was used to became heavier and scattered in the air, causing the temperature of the air to rise as well.

Shi Jichang finally couldn't hold back and looked down. Lou Huaiyu had already moved to his side, barely two centimeters away from him, and opened the golden vase of plums between them.

Lou Huaiyu ordered some books: "Then read it to me."

When Shi Jichang didn't speak, Lou Huaiyu laughed at him with an obvious joke: "What's the matter? Aren't you not shy?"

He said: "I can't even understand it. I really want to know what kind of story is told, and there is such a picture."

"It should be very interesting." Lou Huaiyu said again.

Shi Jichang felt a little bit hard to get off for a while, but Lou Huaiyu turned to the intercourse part as soon as he turned it over. When Shi Jichang took a look, he felt that his body and ears were getting hotter.

Lou Huaiyu also noticed his changes, looked at him, then looked at the book, and asked, "What is written on this page?"

He forced Shi Jichang's gaze back to the book, and asked innocently, "Why don't you dare to read it?"

Not to mention the embarrassing content, it is completely impossible for Shi Jichang to read out the hmm, ah, and ah words in these intercourse.

"I didn't write anything." Shi Jichang deliberately used a fierce tone, reaching out to close the book.

But Lou Huaiyu was not so aggressive anymore, he grabbed Shi Jichang's wrist.

Lou Huaiyu's hands are different from Shi Jichang's, and different from most of the people he has seen.

It was a pair of pampered, white and slender hands. When Shi Jichang taught him how to write today, he was a little distracted thinking, how could a man have such hands, soft as if they had no bones, and white almost the same color as snow falling.

In order to please people, these hands touched the back of some people's hands, pulled some people's palms, and hugged some people's necks.

And now pressing it on my wrist, it's very soft and hot.

Shi Jichang was stunned for a while, and then stood up abruptly from his seat as if taken aback.Lou Huaiyu was a little frightened by him, and his hand was thrown away by him.

"Stop making trouble," Shi Jichang cleared his throat, he had already turned his back on him, and quickly went to bed, "It's getting late, turn off the lights and go to bed."

Lou Huaiyu was stunned, Shi Jichang quickly tore off the quilt and lay down, and the quilt was covered by him, leaving behind a chubby back.

However, the powder on the quilt and pillow was even stronger, so the temperature on Shi Jichang's face and certain places could not be lowered.

He thought of that picture, the exaggerated description he had just glimpsed, and Lou Huaiyu's face, hands, lips, teeth and hair.And Lou Huaiyu's familiarity and calmness.

This made Shi Jichang inexplicably a little more anxious in his distressed mood.

Shi Jichang felt that he hadn't seen a beautiful woman for a long time, because Lou Huaiyu was obviously a man, but for some reason, it fit so well with the pose in the picture that Shi Jichang couldn't get it out of his mind. .

He tried his best to force himself to calm down, and heard Lou Huaiyu undo her hair accessories, take off her coat, turn off the light, and then lifted the quilt to lie down.

There is no distance between the two.

Shi Jichang didn't think there was any problem before, but today he seemed to feel his back was very itchy, as if being rubbed inch by inch by fluff.

"Shi Jichang." Lou Huaiyu called him suddenly, knowingly asking, "Are you asleep?"

Shi Jichang didn't answer him, but heard Lou Huaiyu smile softly.

He seemed to be getting closer to himself again, and said in a very low voice, "I fell asleep so fast."

Lou Huaiyu's voice was almost close to his ear, and Ji Chang was itchy when he breathed.

But he resisted not moving, hoping that Lou Huaiyu would really think that he had fallen asleep, that he could be more peaceful and lie back to sleep.

Lou Huaiyu was indeed quiet for a few minutes.

But just when Shi Jichang was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he felt a light touch on his abdomen.

Lou Huaiyu's movements were very light, through Shi Jichang's inner garment, the seemingly invisible touch slowly rose from the abdomen.When Lou Huaiyu's hand was about to reach his chest, Shi Jichang finally couldn't bear it and grabbed him.

"Hey." Lou Huaiyu said happily, "So I didn't fall asleep."