On the bone

Wu Jianzhong didn't fly back immediately, saying that he was going to play on the island for two days before leaving, so Jiang Yuhan stayed with him.

There was no Jiang Yuhan announcement in the group, and he didn't go to other scenes, as if Wu Jianzhong didn't have to do anything when he came, he just circled around him.

Ning Huiran heard him calling his senior brother, but he couldn't tell what happened, but he could tell who Mu Mingyi was talking to from the tone of his voice.

Even just a few shallow 'hmm', that kind of familiarity and intimacy, the natural tone of a family member will always make him prick up his ears sensitively.

Pulling Mu Mingyi's arm to look at his watch, it was less than seven o'clock, which happened to be dinner time.

Has Wu Jianzhong left?

Getting up from the chair with a sneer, Ning Huiran ran his hand through the wet hair on his head while avoiding this place, when he heard someone calling him from behind.

The source of the sound is unusual.

It was Jiang Yuhan calling him, telling him to wait.

Standing still, Ning Hui turned around.

The pace of walking was a bit slow. Jiang Yuhan was surprised by Jiang Yuhan's long-sleeved autumn clothes in this hot summer. Mu Mingyi didn't like to be naked because of his nature. A man who is outwardly insolent also dresses up in the same way, which only makes him feel ridiculous.

When he got closer, Jiang Yuhan was panting a little, as if it was hard work for just these few steps, Ning Huiran cast him a strange look.

Jiang Yuhan asked him, "Are you free? Let's have dinner together tonight." After speaking, he looked at Mu Mingyi: "Brother, come too, okay?"

Ning Huiran turned to look at this person.

After Jiang Yuhan came over, Mu Mingyi kept watching him, but he didn't answer. After asking Ning Huiran what he meant, he asked Ye Fei to arrange a private room.

The dining table was very quiet, and the entire room was silent.

Mu Mingyi ordered a salad, and slowly put it in his mouth to eat. Ning Huiran couldn't hear a sound, and curiously paid attention to the plate in front of Mu Mingyi, only to realize that this person deliberately avoided those who could make a sound by biting. Vegetable cubes.

Ning Huiran was also infected, so he only ate soft white rice and chewed it with his mouth closed.

This time, Mu Mingyi sat down next to Jiang Yuhan. It could be seen that Jiang Yuhan wanted to eat faster, but he couldn't get up. After a few bites, he would stop to pant, and his face would turn red.

They were all eating, but there was not much movement, only Jiang Yuhan's weird, increasingly obvious heavy breathing seemed to sound in the private room.

This is a sound that Ning Huiran can judge. In addition, there seems to be a faint and inaudible noise. Pay close attention, it seems that something is shaking...

Caught off guard, the silence was suddenly broken, making Ning Huiran, who was holding his breath, tremble with fright.

A waiter pushed the door open.

Make enough arrangements in advance to prevent outsiders from intruding into the private room without authorization. I don’t know if it’s because Ye Fei made a mistake or there is a problem with the management of the restaurant itself. Then came Mu Mingyi, she covered her mouth in shock, the fruit plate almost fell onto the table by herself.

An accident happened, and the fruit plate that was born out of the sky smashed the chopsticks in Jiang Yuhan's hand and fell under the table.

The waiter immediately reacted, apologized repeatedly and knelt down to pick it up, but Mu Mingyi stopped her and let her go out.

The little girl was not very old, her face was flushed, and her excited eyes kept glancing back and forth at the two big stars. Ning Huiran stood up and pulled the girl to the door, and locked it from the inside.

"Yu Han, pick up your chopsticks."

This was Mu Mingyi's first sentence.

Jiang Yuhan didn't move at first, but looked at Mu Mingyi timidly, with a feeling of begging.

"pick it up."

Mu Mingyi said again.

Jiang Yuhan's body was very slow, just like when he was sitting down, his legs were crossed, and his posture was weird. Ning Huiran stared at him, watching him open his mouth to breathe vigorously, and stand up bit by bit. Suddenly, Mu Mingyi stretched out his hand Pressing his shoulders, and pressing him back to sit hard, Jiang Yuhan uttered a low cry, the kind of sticky joy gushing out of his throat.

Ning Huiran was stunned, he had heard many such voices in the action movies Guo Xiaoxian gave him.

"Hui Ran, go and close the screen and curtains."

Hearing this person's words, Ning Huiran immediately walked towards the door, a black shadow swayed outside the slender decorative glass on the door, even though the inside and outside could not be seen through, Ning Huiran knew that the outside was full of people.

After pulling the screen and going to fix the curtains, the room became dark.

Before the curtain was drawn, Ning Huiran turned to look at them. Jiang Yuhan's eyes were full of water vapor, and he was breathing hard with his mouth slightly open, making his face even redder. He leaned on Mu Mingyi, and was carried into the room by Mu Mingyi. Separate bathroom in the room.

Ning Huiran stood where he was, until he heard the sound of the bathroom door being locked, he realized that his hands and feet were already cold.

Ning Huiran had no idea how long the two of them stayed inside. He wanted to smoke every second, to inhale and exhale the smoke through his mouth and nose, and to circulate the nicotine wantonly in his lungs. This strong desire made the wait even more tormented. , his eyes were glued to the sliding door of the bathroom, not letting go for a moment.

Finally, there was movement at the door, Ning Huiran moved his toes, and it was completely numb.

Mu Mingyi came out, still leaning against Jiang Yuhan, his hands were wet, as if he had just washed them, and grabbed the wet stains from the white shirt on Jiang Yuhan's shoulders.

Jiang Yuhan was softer and more obedient, matching Mu Mingyi's posture of supporting his shoulders, he piled on this person with no bones, his hands were still wrapped around his waist, Ning Huiran couldn't stand it anymore, stood up and turned on the light.

When he came back, the lights in the room were bright, Jiang Yuhan had a rosy face, his eyes were wet, he put his head in the crook of his arms, lay on the table and smiled foolishly at Mu Mingyi, twisting his body from time to time, lazily It made a thick nasal sound, like a cat purring, begging its master to caress it.

Mu Mingyi wasn't looking at him, but looked over at the pile of things beside Jiang Yuhan's arm.

That's some...

Ning Huiran opened his eyes wide. He saw round beads connected together that were thinner than the oval shape, something like silicone, and a black glue line connected to it. You can see the small remote control at one end.

He has seen.

There are such things in some love action movies with special hobbies, but they are all used in... Ning Hui suddenly remembered the slight trembling voice just now...

Subconsciously, he reached out his hand to take a look...

"Jiang Yuhan, throw these away."

Mu Mingyi's words burst out with a very heavy tone.

Ning Huiran immediately retracted her hand.

Apparently Jiang Yuhan was also taken aback, he straightened his back suddenly, glanced at Ning Huiran, quickly stuffed the things into a black backpack he brought with him, hugged it in his arms, and didn't look like he was going to throw it away .

Mu Mingyi looked at him, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, which was rare for this person, and even rarer for Jiang Yuhan. Ning Huiran moved his eyes at the right time, taking care of these two people as much as possible.

The smoke drifted away, the scarlet shreds of tobacco burned up, Mu Mingyi sucked his chin out of the sharpened line, the lighter cap snapped back and was thrown onto the table with a crisp bang.

In addition to posture, Mu Mingyi's smoking speed is also different from others. Most people smoke faster the more impatient they are, and want to smoke to the end. Ning Huiran has observed it many times. Mu Mingyi is just the opposite. The more things happen, the more he smokes. The slower you go, when the white smoke diffuses in his mouth and nose, he will lower his eyelids to prevent his eyes from leaking out. You don't know what he is thinking and what he will do...

"Are you forced to play this, or voluntary?"

When the cigarette ash fell, Mu Mingyi raised his eyes to look at Jiang Yuhan.

The other party bit his lip and said nothing, but hugged the backpack in his arms even tighter.

"Wu Jianzhong asked you to plug this in to find me?"

The shoulders holding the backpack trembled, and what Ning Huiran saw was Jiang Yuhan's red face that he wished to stuff into the backpack. He was so embarrassed that he was about to cry, his hair was hanging down the edge of the backpack, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Yes... looking for Ning Huiran."