The Cannon Fodder Strikes Back

That night, Han Jiang brought Yun Jinshu to Emerald Villa on Huainan West Road. Just find a villa and go to bed.

Although the plot is slightly different from the previous life, Yun Jinshu didn't have more energy to think about Han Jiang's deep meaning. In fact, there are more troublesome things waiting for him - that is, how will he spend this night?

The sound of splashing water in the bathroom had stopped for a long time, and after taking a shower, Yun Jinshu stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom and carefully looked at his face.

At this time, he still looks young and immature, his facial features have not fully grown, his face is a little fat, and his height is much shorter than before. At first glance, he can be seen as a young man who has just graduated from university. kid.

Five years of time went round and round like this, leaving only a pair of introverted and deep eyes that do not belong to this age group, barely able to see his 27-year-old "senior age".

Curving the corners of his mouth and giving a wry smile, he turned on the faucet and poured a handful of cold water on his face, took a deep breath and began to brush his teeth.

He brushed carefully without leaving a single corner. After rinsing his mouth, he breathed a sigh of relief. After making sure that his whole body was clean from inside to outside, he tried his best to control his slightly trembling fingers and opened the door of the bathroom. .

After leaving this door, he knew what was waiting for him. He didn't need to be tense and stiff on the bed like a dead fish like in his previous life. He specially lubricated it this time. He only needs to open his legs and close his eyes for a while. Even if it is the official opening.

Anyway, he has been together day and night for five years, so he doesn't need to be a whore and set up a memorial archway. Since he has made up his mind to only talk about business without mentioning sincerity, then he has to be a qualified bed warmer. The gold master is happy.

Going out step by step, the wet soles left a string of footprints on the white carpet. Han Jiang, who was leaning on the bedside, put down the financial magazine in his hand, stood up and walked towards him, reached out and picked up the clean towel on the sofa beside him to cover his face. It landed on Yun Jinshu's head.

"Why does the hair come out with water dripping? Although there is an air conditioner here, if you sleep without drying your hair, you will have a headache."

As he spoke, he picked up a towel and gently wiped his hair, Yun Jinshu could still see the gentle look in his eyes through the cracks in the broken hair, and suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

Anyway, I'm going to bed soon, why are you talking in a romantic tone at this time?

Raising his hand indiscriminately and grabbing the corner of the towel, he smiled awkwardly, "Mr. Han, I'll just do it myself."

Han Jiang paused for a moment and said, "Call me Han Jiang, there's no need for Mr. to come and Mr. to go, it sounds too unfamiliar."

Yun Jinshu took advantage of his speaking skills, without a trace

He took a few steps back, "saved" his hair and said politely: "Yes, Mr. Han, I understand."

Han Jiang couldn't help chuckling, "You don't change your mind after you know it, huh?"

Yun Jinshu frowned subconsciously, always felt that once he said the word "Han Jiang", it was like breaking some taboo, and those unbearable memories would drown him like a tide, so he has been Trying to avoid it, but right now there is no reason to escape.

Exhaling lightly, he curled the corner of his mouth, "Han Jiang."

Han Jiang laughed. His tall body bent down to the hair on top of his head and kissed him. He patted his shoulder and said, "I'll take a shower first. If you're tired, go to sleep."

Yun Jinshu nodded, but he was thinking in his heart that as a competent bed warmer, how could he fall asleep lying on his back and leave the benefactor alone.

"Then I... I'll wait for you on the bed."

Han Jiang couldn't hold back his laughter because of this imaginative sentence, his eyes were full of narrow eyes, "Okay, I really like the feeling of opening presents, but the premise is that you have to tie a bow on yourself first."

Yun Jinshu turned around, his ears turned red, Han Jiang laughed and walked into the bathroom, leaving him standing there alone in embarrassment.

The sound of rushing water kept ringing, filling the spacious bedroom densely and densely, like a countdown before some kind of ceremony, knocking on Yun Jinshu's body one after another.

He was lying under the quilt, curling himself up into a ball, his heart was beating violently, his lips were terribly dry, and the pores all over his body stood up, like a prey trapped in a cage waiting to be slaughtered by a hunter.

Even though the number of times he has had sex with Han Jiang in the past five years has been countless, he is still very nervous at this moment. This is not only the first time for him with this body, but also the relationship with Han Jiang after his death. This "murderer" for the first time.

In the past, whether it was painful, intense, or lingering, at least he thought that two people loved each other, so they were willing to cooperate in everything, but now he understands that the man he loves with all his strength is actually just greedy for him. As soon as he was happy, someone else lived in the softest corner of his heart. This feeling was even more unacceptable to him than a one-night stand.

Unable to take a deep breath, he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling illuminated by the table lamp, and buried himself deeper in the quilt.

The air conditioner is probably broken. Why do I feel my whole body is chilling?

"Click"

The door of the bathroom opened, and Han Jiang walked out with a bath towel around his waist and his naked upper body.

When Yun Jinshu saw that all the muscles in his body tensed up, he closed his eyes and didn't want to recall the previous relationship with this person.

thing.

KINGSIZE's big bed suddenly sank into one piece, Han Jiang lifted the quilt and got in, still carrying moisture and the faint fragrance of bath milk on his body, he slowly moved over, and stopped less than half an inch away from the tip of Yunjinshu's nose position, the scorching breath sprayed a layer of small pimples on his skin.

"Jin Shu, are you asleep?" He asked softly.

Yun Jinshu tightly closed his eyes and remained motionless. Although he knew that what was due would still come, and even after doing so much psychological construction, it was still unavoidable, but at this moment, he could escape for a while.

Han Jiang stared at his trembling eyelashes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened. The man who was negotiating conditions with him in the hotel room before, looked shrewd and aggressive, like a little beast waving its claws, but once lying on the bed The truth was revealed, after all, he was a kid who had just graduated.

Looking at the row of neat and thick eyelashes, he couldn't help stroking them gently with his fingers, sliding along the eyelids to the straight bridge of the nose, and then to the two thin light-colored lips, which unexpectedly made him a little addicted.

She was obviously scared, but she still pretended to be asleep, and she didn't know whether she was angry with him or herself.

Smiling and shaking her head, she was about to lean up to kiss his forehead, but the water droplets from her hair dripped down her hair, hitting Yun Jinshu's lips.

He seemed to be scalded, unable to pretend anymore, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes just collided with Han Jiang.

"Are you awake?" Han Jiang asked casually without piercing his disguise.

"Well, I'm so sorry, I accidentally fell asleep, probably because I was too tired from training in the practice room before."

Yun Jinshu, who didn't know how to respond, could only lie like this, God knows where he was tied to a rock and thrown into the sea before, where did he go to the practice room.

"Heh." Han Jiang chuckled without breaking through his disguise, raised his hand and tore off the bath towel around him and threw it on the ground, then turned around and pressed on Yun Jinshu.

"You seem scared?"

Yun Jinshu's hairs stand on end due to the bodies touching each other and an organ against his lower abdomen, but he can't escape, "...No, it's just that I'm not used to it."

When he said this, he tried his best to hold his breath and looked at the ceiling, as if he could make flowers out of the carved beams.

"Oh——" Han Jiang nodded with a smile in his elongated voice, and used his index finger and thumb to pull off the strap of Yun Jinshu's nightgown little by little, leaning over and whispering: "Just now you stayed in the bathroom You haven't come out for so long, what are you doing?"

"It's just bathing and brushing teeth." Yun Jinshu's face flushed. He knew the way this man used to make love for five years. Lexing

interest.

"What else? Didn't you do something to make yourself comfortable?" Han Jiang leaned over, his handsome face full of temptation.

"No!" Yun Jinshu turned his face to the side all of a sudden, with a slight anger on his face.

Even if he exhausted all his strength, he might not be able to shake Han Jiang, let alone now that he was forced to help him, Han Jiang put his hands on both sides of Yun Jinshu's head, and said with great interest: "The comfortable thing I'm talking about is soaking in heat. Where did you think about the water bath and the like? Seeing how shy you are, have you... lubricated the place?"

His voice suddenly dropped, and his tone became more sinister and erotic. Yun Jinshu took a few deep breaths before he fixed his eyes on Han Jiang's face, "Mr. Han, I understand what you mean, actually you don't have to talk to me Flirting, as long as you explain it clearly, I will cooperate."

"Huh?" Han Jiang raised his eyebrows for the sudden change in his attitude.

Yun Jinshu bit his lower lip, as if mustering up his courage, turned over, put his arms around Han Jiang's neck and sat on him, the loose belt fell off, and the collar slid down to his waist sideways, revealing his thin and graceful back and two bright red spots on his chest.

"Mr. Han, what position do you like?" Yun Jinshu asked deliberately, but he knew in his heart that Han Jiang used to like him riding naked on him like this, even moaning and panting shamelessly.