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Yan Mu hugged him in this posture, Jiang Zhihuo raised his hand back, stroked his hair, and said with a smile: "Do I have to promise you quickly, Brother Yan's aloof personality is about to collapse , became a little sweetheart."

Yan Mu remained silent and did not return to Jiang Zhihuo.

In fact, he also felt that his jealousy was quite unreasonable. It was just a birthday present and a meal.

Yan Mu hugged her for a while, then let go of her hands, she should cook the noodles, she should fry the eggs, as if she hadn't said what she said just now, and what happened just now hadn't happened, she still kept a cool face.

Seeing his reaction, Jiang Zhihuo thought it was amusing. After seeing Brother Yan commit a crime, it was not so easy to let the matter go. He leaned over and called out the soul next to him: "Say something?"

"friend?"

"Brother Yan?"

"Big Shuaibi?"

"Sweetie?"

Yan Mu didn't respond to the first few sentences, but the last sentence, Little Sweetheart, seemed to irritate him, turned his head, tore off a piece of fried egg and stuffed it into Jiang Zhihuo's mouth.

The fried egg had been cooled long ago, and the outermost edge was fried until it was thin and crispy. Jiang Zhihuo smiled with that small piece of egg white in his mouth.

The noodles were cooked quickly, and the two sat on the same side of the dining table, setting up the tablet to watch the detective movie released during the Spring Festival last year.

After watching for 10 minutes, the two of them ate about the same, washed the dishes and took the time to take a nap.

Afternoon class plus evening self-study, all have to be supported by a half-hour nap.

Yan Mu set the alarm clock, and the two of them lay on half of the bed, separated by a dividing line with pillows.

The curtains are thick to block the hot sunlight outside the window, the room is dark and the surrounding is quiet, suitable for a nap.

Jiang Zhihuo closed his eyes for a while, but did not fall asleep.

He wasn't sleepy at first, and when he opened his eyes, he stared at the ceiling in a daze, resting his forehead with one hand and resting his stomach with the other. This posture made him feel comfortable.

Are you in a daze, thinking about it.

Jiang Zhihuo thought for a while, and finally his thoughts returned to Yan Mu who was lying beside him.

Yan Xueshen has been too sweet lately. He is so sticky and cute as hell.

Thinking of it this way, I felt even happier. Yan Shen only showed such small emotions in front of him, but I didn't expect that Gao Lingzhihua's inner face was actually a little sweetheart.

Of course, you can only think about these things yourself, and you can't tell Yan Xueshen directly.

Yan Mu seemed to be asleep, with his eyes closed and motionless.Jiang Zhihuo glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then continued to look at the ceiling to let himself go, and then said in a very low voice, "Brother Yan, give me some more time."

There was a small movement beside him, Yan Mu turned over and lay on his side with his head resting on his arms, facing Jiang Zhihuo.

Jiang Zhihuo also turned to look at him, and his eyes met.

"Aren't you asleep?" Jiang Zhihuo asked.

Yan Mu let out a "hmm", and looked at Jiang Zhihuo with deep eyes.He didn't ask Jiang Zhihuo what he needed so much time to do, he just kept this layer thinner than candied haws paper, and said two words: "Waiting for you."

Christmas Eve was Thursday, and Jiang Zhihuo left the classroom as soon as school was over. Brother Li celebrated his birthday, and the place to eat was far away.The gift I bought before was delayed for a few days on the road. I thought I couldn't deliver it, but I didn't expect it to arrive today.

Yan Mu and Xie Qiu went to the cafeteria to have dinner, and when they came back, they became very depressed.

There is still half an hour before the evening self-study class, and the students in the classroom have already started to do their homework. Before the class, the monitor asked someone to bring in two boxes of apples, and each person gave out one. On the blackboard, the five characters "Happy Christmas Eve" were written on the blackboard. It's very ceremonial. There is an apple wrapped in plastic film on the corner of everyone's table.

Although it was Christmas Eve, there was not a single paper missing. Xie Qiu went downstairs to hang out with a few friends, chatted for a while, and returned to his seat to write the paper. A stack, the pen in his hand was like a printing press, writing on the scroll, and after a while, he finished writing a piece and put it aside.

"Hold the grass." Xie Qiu was startled. It wasn't the first time I saw Brother Yan brushing the questions. It was the first time that he brushed so fast, so irritable and so emotionless. "Brother Yan, you wrote so fast?!"

He boldly took out one and held it in his hand to read. They were all math papers, simple and rude, only wrote a solution idea, skipped a lot, and listed two lines of calculations to get the answer directly.

Xie Qiu picked out another paper.

He originally planned to write this paper after class, but it was too difficult. He got stuck after writing the solution for the first question. He made an assumption and didn't know how to proceed, so he gave up decisively.

He took Yan Mu's phone to observe for a long time, and asked, "Brother Yan, how did you find out this constant C?"

The question is to find a constant C, which satisfies the sequence of a, m, z, and a large number of letters given by the question stem.

Zong Bei could at most write one more sentence, and when a was satisfied that a was not equal to zero, he would be confused.

Yan Mu was still writing the question in his hand, and didn't raise his head when he heard Xie Qiu's question, and said directly: "We need to assume three situations, m is equal to 2s, m is equal to 2s+1, m is equal to 1, and substitute it into the sequence n, Summing, the upper bound k is equal to 2, the lower bound is positive infinity, and finally find the extreme value."

Xie Qiu looked at the two-line formula, and then directly solved the constant C equal to the root of one-third three. After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Brother Yan, are you in a bad mood?"

Brother Yan is really not so rough when writing papers, he doesn't get points for jumping steps, and Yan Mu can write the steps that should be scored normally.Xie Qiu still understands Yan Mu, although he usually has no expression and looks unhappy to keep people from approaching him, but there are not many times when he is really upset.

Yan Mu ignored him, and Xie Qiu found another topic that might make people happier: "Hey, how is brother Huo doing?"

Xie Qiu wanted to talk about something to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't expect that the pressure around Yan Mu's body would become even lower.If the original mood was just a dark cloud, it would have already been thundered.

Yan Mu raised his head and gave Xie Qiu a deep look, then put the test paper aside after finishing it.

Xie Qiu swallowed.

It felt like I was bringing up a subject that was a death sentence.

This tense atmosphere until Yan Mu's cell phone placed in the belly of the table vibrated a few times.

Jiang Zhihuo sent a message.

Jiang Zhihuo: [picture]

Jiang Zhihuo: Brother Yan, I heard that this millefeuille is delicious.

Jiang Zhihuo: I will bring it for you when I go back. What flavor do you want?

On the way to the restaurant, Jiang Zhihuo saw a newly opened online celebrity store. This store has been amwayed for a long time. During this period, a branch store just opened in Lincheng, and there is a long queue every day.

It's like this these days, Jiang Zhihuo will bring a copy of anything new and interesting he sees for Brother Yan.

Xie Qiu saw that his face, which was still thundering just now, brightened instantly, the corners of his mouth were no longer so tight, and his whole body returned blood as if he had been suckled.

Yan Mu replied to the message, looked up to see Xie Qiu's dull and puzzled expression, and asked him, "What did you just say?"

Xie Qiu: "Brother Huo, did you catch up well?"

Yan Mu: "Yes."

Xie Qiu: "?"

Xie Qiu returned to his seat with a dazed expression on his face, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper for a long time, only to belatedly realized that Brother Yan just showed his affection in front of him! !

A mouthful of dog food for no reason.

After the evening self-study was over, Yan Mu clicked on WeChat.

The last sentence Jiang Zhihuo said to him was "I want to eat, I will talk about it later", and then there was no sound.But after so many days, there is some tacit understanding, Jiang Zhihuo will not deliberately not return to Yan Mu, if there is really no sound, it must be because the dinner is not over yet.

I don't know what they played, what a group of scientific researchers can play, it's past ten o'clock.

Yan Mu walked a little distracted, and when he came back to his senses, he had already boarded the bus to Jiang Zhihuo's house. This bus stopped running until after eleven o'clock.

Yan Mu bought some late-night snacks near the bus stop, carrying two bags of food in his hand to make his sudden visit seem less obtrusive.

When I went downstairs to Jiang Zhihuo's house and looked up, the lights in the room were dark, and he hadn't come back.

The house is on the sixth floor and there is no elevator. When going upstairs, Yan Mu heard movement on the two steps upstairs. When he walked out of the stairs, he saw Li Muhe holding Jiang Zhihuo. Jiang Zhihuo's cheeks were a little red, looking Drunk.

"Xiaohuo, where is the key?" Li Muhe asked.

Jiang Zhihuo took out the key and poked the keyhole several times but failed to get it in. Seeing this, Li Muhe said helplessly: "I told you not to drink so much, the lab is full of uncles, how can you fight like someone else?" .”

"If I don't drink, they have to force you. That won't work. Your stomach is bad, and you will have pain all night when you turn around."

Li Muhe smiled, took his hand, inserted/inserted the key with him, turned to the right twice, and the door was opened.

Jiang Zhihuo opened the door and went in, took off his shoes, and took out two pairs of slippers from one side.

Li Muhe behind him didn't intend to go in, Jiang Zhihuo turned his head and looked at him suspiciously: "Aren't you coming in?"

Li Muhe smiled, with the corners of his eyes pressed down, looking gentle and gentle, he stroked Jiang Zhihuo's hair.

No matter what his identity is, the look in Yan Mu's eyes is too deep, and his fingertips clenched unconsciously.

"Brother Li?"

Li Muhe asked softly, "Are you conscious?"

"Yes." Jiang Zhihuo said, "Just a little dizzy, not really drunk."

"Can you take care of yourself?" Li Muhe asked again.

"of course can."

Li Muhe twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled, and said gently, "Then I won't go in."

After drinking, his mind turned slowly. Jiang Zhihuo watched Li Muhe go out blankly, and turned his head and waved to him before reaching the stairs.

Jiang Zhihuo also waved, and closed the door when no one was seen, pulled on his slippers, took the clothes thrown on the bed, and went to the bathroom. He smelled of alcohol, and he couldn't fall asleep without a shower.

But within two steps, the door behind him was knocked again. Jiang Zhihuo thought it was Li Muhe who came back, went to open the door, and said jokingly, "Why are you coming in again?"

When he looked up, he found Yan Mu standing outside the door. He was taken aback, suspecting that he had been drinking too much and misjudged it. After confirming that it was a real person, he felt a burst of happiness, and he raised his head and smiled: "Brother Yan? Why are you here? "

"Have you been drinking?" Yan Mu asked.

"A little bit, not drunk."

Jiang Zhihuo heard Yan Mu's "tsk", and before he could ask "what's the matter", Yan Mu raised his hand and turned off the light on the wall.

His vision suddenly plunged into darkness, he didn't slow down, he couldn't see anything, and then his body temperature that didn't belong to him pressed him against the wall, and his breath was scorching, falling on his ears.

"Brother Yan?"

Jiang Zhihuo was still a little dazed, unable to turn his head.

At this time, something very thin and hot fell on his ear, Yan Mu first kissed his earlobe, and then lightly bit one side.

The exhaled breath was hot, damp, and hot.

Jiang Zhihuo pushed it, but didn't push it away, and asked, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Mu bit his earlobe: "Jiang Zhihuo, I like you."

Another sudden confession, saying that Brother Yan is a sweetheart.Jiang Zhihuo's heart softened, and before he had time to respond, Yan Mu grabbed his neck, lowered his head and kissed him.

A very merciless kiss, very fierce, very tough.

Fuck, who doesn't like who yet hey? ?

Jiang Zhihuo never conceded defeat in this regard, and his competitive spirit became even worse after drinking, his mind was empty, he didn't think about anything, he stretched out his arms to hug Yan Mu, and kissed him back.

An unexpected and unreasonable kiss, Jiang Zhihuo didn't even know why Yan Mu wanted to break this relationship all of a sudden.

But at this time, I can't think so much at all.

talk later.

You can't see in the dark, so your other senses will become very sensitive. Alpha's pheromones come over aggressively, touching the fingertips on the back of your neck to warm them up, brushing over the cervical vertebrae, and then approaching but not touching. Rubbing the place of the gland.

The kiss with emotion was too warm and disturbing. They had kissed countless times before, and they were already familiar with each other's breathing and rhythm, but this time Jiang Zhihuo couldn't take a breath, and pushed his face away halfway. Mu tilted his head once to pant for breath, but his jaw was pinched and he was forced back.

The darkness is a fig leaf, the two of them are a little selfless, and the reaction after the kiss can be felt.

I didn't pay attention to it before, after all, it was just to suppress the fever, but in this scene, besides, it is absolutely impossible to just make a suppressant without emotion, just tell two people who are interested in each other that two people lie on the same bed just to cover The quilt is just chatting, who the hell believes it.

Jiang Zhihuo was a little slow after drinking, and by the time he realized it, he had already been turned around, his chest was pressed against the door, held, strangled, and lost the opportunity to take the initiative.

It's so crazy, he doesn't even know why he suddenly became so crazy. Feelings are coming, the atmosphere is just right, it's like losing his mind, and there is an unspeakable sigh in his throat, very nervous, but very relaxed and comfortable, His back straightened up suddenly.

Breathing is messed up.

When she regained a trace of reason and wanted to break free, she was grabbed by her chin and kissed over her head.

Yan Mu bit Jiang Zhihuo's lower lip and asked, "Why did you let him touch you?"

Jiang Zhihuo didn't hear clearly, his voice was trembling: "What...?"

"Why did you let him in?" Yan Mu asked without stopping, "He has occupied you for so many years..."

"You are mine, Jiang Zhihuo."

Sentence after sentence, Jiang Zhihuo couldn't understand, he didn't even understand a single word, it was so comfortable, it was completely different from how he felt alone, his pupils were dilated.

But at this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from the corridor, which was very clear through the thin window, and the lights outside the window were turned on from far to near.

Jiang Zhihuo regained consciousness.

Next, there was a knock on the door.

"small fire."

Li Muhe's voice!

His sanity was pulled back to his brain in an instant, Jiang Zhihuo struggled to push Yan Mu away, but his body was weak, and he didn't have any strength at this time, especially since he was the one being touched.

The movement didn't stop, Yan Mu kissed his gland, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."

"Don't move a ghost, let go!"

Jiang Zhihuo stretched his elbows back, but Yan Mu hugged him even tighter, unable to struggle at all.

Li Muhe knocked on the door twice again: "Little Huo, why are your lights turned off? Are you asleep?"

The faster the movement, the reaction will not be so easy to dissipate, and once nervous, it will have a counterproductive effect.

In the state of extreme tension, his whole body was numb, and his nerves had a new, completely unspeakable stimulation. Jiang Zhihuo raised the back of his neck in the last few strokes.

There was a moment of silence outside the door, and the footsteps gradually faded away, but the mobile phone placed aside turned on, becoming the only light source in the dark room at the moment.

Li Muhe: Are you asleep?Then I won't bother.

Li Muhe: I'm still worried. I bought honey and hangover medicine and put them at the door. If you wake up in the middle of the night, remember to take them out.

Li Muhe: I am very happy to be able to celebrate my birthday with me.

Jiang Zhihuo was panting, his chest heaved violently, but he couldn't squeeze out a trace of air, and it was just blocked.He pushed Yan Mu away, didn't care about anything else, he buckled it up, and slid down with his back against the wall.

With all his strength, Yan Mu took several steps back and knocked against the dining table. The pain in his leg hit him, and he realized what he had done.

Jiang Zhihuo sat on the ground, unable to breathe calmly at all, his eyes closed for a long time to adapt to the darkness, and he saw Yan Mu not far away.

There were two people's pheromones floating in the air, and there was also a very ambiguous smell.

Hold.

After returning rationally, Jiang Zhihuo's anger suddenly rose.

I did this once in an empty classroom before, and then fooled it with words like "keep it for now, and I'll find a reason to tell you".

now what? ?

Why? ? ? ?

"Yan Mu, are you fucking sick?"

Jiang Zhihuo didn't want to hold back his anger at all, "Are you fucking playing with me? Is it fun? You haven't told me the reason last time, you're here again????"

The touch on the hand was still there, Yan Mu was stunned, he had nothing to say, he couldn't speak at all, he could only say: "Sorry."

Sorry Nima.

It’s fine when there are two people, it’s consensual no matter what, what does this mean now?Putting human dignity on the ground and rubbing it?

Jiang Zhihuo didn't want to hear anything from Yan Mu, so he grabbed a pack of paper from behind and threw it to him: "Go wash your hands, get out."

The author has something to say: This will take a stick.