Young Master Jiao and the Poor Master

He cried for a while, the hot water was still pouring on his body, and the abdominal cramps continued, but Manifest still only cared about venting his broken emotions.The more we cried, the more dizzy his head became, and the manifesto who hiccupped was crying so hard that he was a little out of breath.

The experience of these days is simply a nightmare for him. He was so hungry that he couldn’t help stealing things when he walked on the street many times, but in the end he held back. Until today, he really couldn’t help the temptation and picked up something against his conscience. After picking up the money dropped by the woman in front of me, I walked quickly for several blocks before I dared to take out the money and count it.

While taking other people's money and thinking about what to eat at night, Xuan Xuan felt that he had become bad, but the hand holding the paper ticket was clenched even tighter, and the urge to cry was once again suppressed in his heart.For a moment, he even blamed his mother for taking such good care of him that he would be a useless person without his mother.

Suddenly being embraced into a warm and broad embrace, with a pair of big hands gently comforting on his back, he was taken aback for a moment, completely unable to think of anything else, tears burst out more violently, and his crying became even louder.It was probably because of his hunched body that attracted the man's attention. After a while, a big hand of the man moved to his abdomen, rubbing it gently but forcefully. The temperature in the palm seemed to warm the stomach directly through the skin. Manifesto felt that the abdominal cramps were much better, or maybe it was just an illusion?

It was the first time in so many days that he was treated tenderly, and the declaration felt even more uncomfortable. He unconsciously got closer to the man who gave him warmth, and didn't feel at all that it was inappropriate to be so close.The man's body tensed slightly for a moment, and then he relaxed. Manifest couldn't help stretching out his hand to grab the hem of the man's chest, and then, the moment the man wanted to push him away, he hugged him tightly in panic, wrapping his arms around the man. The arms on the waist tightened and tightened again, even though such force made his abdomen, which had healed a lot, ache again.

The man stopped trying to push him away, and instead wrapped his arms around his waist. Immediately, Manifest heard a rather clear male voice above his head, "I'm going to get shampoo and soap, let go, be right back."

There was a hint of tenderness in the clear voice, and he declared that his nose was even more sore, and that he should not let go of his arms, and the tears in his eyes overflowed again, "No, don't!"

The man compromised and picked him up in the same posture as holding a child.

Leaving the hot water and coming into contact with the air again, Xuan Xuan's body trembled, but immediately they returned to the water.The man's speed was very fast, and this time, two people entered the bathtub.

"Hey, relax a little bit, I have to take a shower too." The man's somewhat helpless voice made the declaration's face blush, he reached out and tapped his drowsy head, and after serious thinking for a while, he finally understood, because of him, The man's clothes were also soaked, and probably dirty.Uh, if you don't take a bath, you will catch a cold, and you can only wash your clothes after changing.In this way, the declared boy who had figured it out slowly let go of the arms around the man's waist, but instead quickly hugged one of the man's legs.

The man's body froze again, but he quickly took off his shirt.Before the man could speak, the drunk boy with his eyes closed seemed to know this keenly, and immediately turned around and hugged the man's waist tightly again.Therefore, the man had no choice but to take off his pants with difficulty in a weird posture.Finally, both of them were naked, and two naked same-sex hugged each other...

Manifesto didn't open his eyes from the beginning to the end, the only thing he remembered was not letting go of the man in front of him, so he didn't see the embarrassment on the man's face that was hugged by him.Soaking in hot water made the boy's face turn red, the boy curled up in his arms looked pitiful, Xia Murong couldn't bear it, tried his best to ignore the embarrassment, and carefully washed the two of them , although he is really not used to cuddling with people so intimately.

The boy's body was very soft, his skin was smooth and white, and it looked even more delicate under the light.It is not difficult to see that the boy before this should have lived a very comfortable life, but he did not know what happened to him and ended up in such a miserable situation today.

But on such fair and delicate skin, there are quite a few little red envelopes distributed. The hot water shower brought itching, and the crying boy unconsciously wanted to reach out and scratch.Xia Murong held the boy's hands with one hand, and the boy seemed to be only interested in crying, and he settled down when he was caught.

The crying gradually stopped, leaving only a sob from time to time, and the declaration that he had cried enough was drowsy, and the comfortable and gentle rubbing movements on the top of his head added a bit of hypnotic effect.Just when the declaration was about to fall asleep, the man pushed him, "Don't sleep, you'll catch a cold."

Manifesto opened his eyes in a daze, and what he saw was a chest of light fruit.He didn't realize what happened. In fact, he couldn't convert the sight into information and understand it. To him, the sight was just a sight, without the slightest practical significance.So he closed his eyes instinctively and rubbed Guangguo's chest under his cheeks, and curled up his body even harder into this warm embrace, uh, so it won't be cold.

Xia Murong felt helpless again, but he had nothing to do with the boy whose eyes were swollen from crying, so he had to wash the boy as soon as possible, wrapped him in a big towel and carried him out of the bathtub.The boy who was clinging to him became troublesome for Xia Murong to dry himself, and after a long time of tossing, he finally got into the quilt.The boy lying in his arms was already sound asleep, not crying or fussing like...an angel?Xia Murong frowned, unable to think of other adjectives.

When the hot air from the hair dryer sprayed out, the sleeping boy turned his head dissatisfied, refusing to be disturbed by the hot air.Xia Murong thought about it, turned on the hair dryer to the maximum speed and quickly dried the boy's hair half dry.It's summer now, so it shouldn't be a big problem.

After turning off the light, Xia Murong moved down with the boy in his arms, turned his head and fell asleep.He has been tossing and tossing since picking up the boy until now, and he is also tired.

Sleeping until midnight, the boy in his arms became restless.Xia Murong finally woke up, and tried to pat the boy on the back in the dark, hoping to coax the boy to sleep again.But obviously, such behavior has no effect at all.Realizing that he was awake, the boy couldn't help it, and called out "hungry, so hungry" in a crying voice.

Manifesto didn't want to be like this either. In fact, he himself felt that he was extremely troublesome, but he was really hungry. Apart from rubbing against the man next to him and screaming hungry, he was completely at a loss.

Xia Murong rubbed his head, sobering up a lot.It was his negligence. Judging from the situation of meeting the boy last night, it is not difficult to guess the possibility that the boy has not eaten for a long time, plus the boy's stomachache last night...he couldn't be hungry, right?

Turning on the light, the sudden bright light caused Xuan Xuan to bury his face in the bed in discomfort. He felt that the man was about to push him off the bed, so he hugged the man's waist reflexively.Xia Murong frowned, "Go get you something to eat, let go, or I won't take care of you if you're hungry."

There was a hint of sternness in the clear voice, Xuan Xuan's mouth was flattened, and he wanted to cry again, but this time he held back, it was too ugly for a big boy to cry all the time.Even though his head hurts, not only his stomach still hurts but also he is very hungry, his skin is still itchy, and his eyelids are too heavy to open.The aggrieved declaration felt that he was extremely pitiful, but this didn't seem to be an excuse for his willfulness. He could feel that the man was getting a little impatient with him, so he could only obediently let go.

The sound of "rusting" rang in his ears. He heard the sound of a man getting out of bed and putting on his shoes, and then the footsteps gradually faded away. There was the sound of starting a fire, mixed with the sound of pots and pans being used.Manifesto really wanted to get out of bed and rub it, he would feel uneasy if he didn't feel the presence of the man, even if he just took the man by his side and did nothing.But he had no energy, so he could only endure the panic and wait, and the time became long.

After boiling water into the pot, Xia Murong cooked a large pot of noodles as quickly as possible, added a few eggs, took a pack of side dishes, and brought them to the table.This is a hotel, not a home, there is not enough food for him, it can only be like this now, let's make do.Back in the room, the sensitive boy stuck close to him the moment he sensed his approach, as if the boy who let go of his hand a little scared and aggrieved before was not him.

Xia Murong picked up the boy and put him on a chair and sat down. Under the light, the boy's crying and swollen eyes looked even more miserable, and the eyelids were so swollen that he couldn't open them at all.Xia Murong thought for a while, took some ice cubes, wrapped them in a towel, applied them to the boy's eyes, and bound them to the back of the boy's head.The boy reached out to touch the ice cubes, and even though he shivered, he didn't dare to say anything more, and in this way, it became a problem for the boy to eat noodles by himself.

Xia Murong felt that he might have made a mistake in the order, although he didn't think that with the boy's current eyes, opening them would be much better than closing them.In short, the task of feeding the boy with noodles fell to Xia Murong.The boy sat down obediently, opened his mouth when Xia Murong ordered him to open his mouth, and chewed when he should chew. Neither of them knew what to say, and the atmosphere remained dull all the time.

"Full...full." After swallowing the egg yolk in his mouth, Xuan Xuan said in a low voice, then closed his mouth, refusing to take another bite.Immediately, I had an extra cup in my hand, it was warm, and I heard the people around me say, "Drink it when it's a little colder." The boy cried for too long last night, so it's better to drink more water to make up for it .

Manifesto nodded, and then the sound of "Shu Liu Liu" chomping on noodles rang in his ears, which inexplicably made people very appetizing.He licked his lips, and after a while, Xuan Xuan couldn't help but say, "I, can I have another bite?"