[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

After eating, Qi Chi took the initiative to help wash the dishes, and he was extremely attentive.

Cheng Yourang had already seen through that he was seizing every opportunity to be good-looking to his grandma, and was too lazy to bother, so he let him be this free labor.

As a result, grandma waved her hand and directly decided whether he would stay or not: "How can we just let the guests do the work, and the doll will go and help with the washing."

Although he didn't want to, it was hard for Cheng Yourang to refuse.I had no choice but to reluctantly enter the kitchen and walk behind the person who was washing the dishes.

The kitchen door was left open just now, Qi Chi heard grandma's words and his approaching footsteps, but continued to wash the bowls in his hands without looking back at him, pretending not to know.

Cheng Yourang didn't know if he really didn't know that he was coming, so he asked tentatively, "Do you want me to help?"

As soon as the words fell, he was suddenly pulled forward and almost knocked on the sink, but fortunately, he was blocked by a hand in front of him.

Cheng Yourang subconsciously glanced at the closed door, and his heart missed half a beat.

The co-author is now that he is completely pinned down in place by him, unable to move?

He supported the edge of the sink to keep himself from being weightless. Although he lowered his voice, he could clearly feel his anger: "What are you doing?"

Without saying a word, Qi Chi wrapped him in his arms and continued to wash the bowls in the sink.

Cheng Yourang was annoyed by his inexplicability, and just about to push him away, she suddenly felt something touching her thigh.

It's not like he's someone who hasn't experienced this kind of thing, and he instantly understood what it was, and even blushed while being angry.

"Don't rub it..."

Hearing his gnashing of teeth warning, Qi Chi remained unmoved, as if nothing happened to the lower body of the two next to each other.

"I tell you to go away!"

Cheng You struggled, but as soon as he struggled, he pushed forward with all his strength, and was trapped in this small space.

"Are you sick? Do you want to go outside to find it yourself? Why don't you let me go wild?"

Qi Chi looked down at his already red ear, bit it, and rubbed it carefully, even his speech was a little slurred: "I only want you, should you fulfill your boyfriend's responsibility? Huh? "

His last "Huh?" Hearing Cheng Yourang's blood boiled, he immediately cheered up.

Feeling his reaction, Qi Chi smiled softly: "I don't seem to be washing well, can you help me?"

He has a dishwasher at home, so he doesn't have to do the dishes himself.But for such a simple thing as washing dishes, Cheng Yourang believed that he, an adult who had lived to this age, would not be unable to learn it.

Looking at the washed dishes piled up beside the sink, Cheng Yourang's expression changed, and he twisted his waist suddenly as if responding.

Qi Chi's hands were still wet, but he supported his waist without hesitation, and pressed him down on the sink table.

The man had no sense of water conservation, and the water level in the sink was extremely high.Unable to stand still, he stretched out his hand subconsciously, and scratched a few fingers in the water.

The flushed fingertips brushed against the clear water, causing ripples.

"what!"

Getting closer again and again, Cheng Yourang couldn't hold back any longer, and cried out involuntarily.

His face was stained with emotion, already emotional.

"Don't stay here..."

He knew that the people behind him would grab him tightly, but he still grabbed what he could grab in front of him in fear, and said with difficulty: "Quickly finish washing, go to my room."

The two quickly entered the room, and Cheng Yourang stood behind the door with his waist bowed.

Qi Chi stepped forward to hug him, straightened his body, separated his legs with a long leg, and pressed down his passionate kiss directly.

Cheng Yourang's favorite kiss is very similar to his own personality.

He likes the kind of love that starts softly and can make people drown in tenderness, but it won't last long, and when the two people's faces are stained with lust, he will pursue that kind of violent intrusion.He actually liked the feeling of being hoarse, like two people venting their emotions on each other, only venting on each other.

Although he would get angry when biting, and would cry after being kissed for a long time, but when the next kiss came, he would take the initiative to bite on it without hesitation, and opened his mouth to accept the other party's counterattack.

The two of them have kissed so many times, and Qi Chi has long been aware of his little preference. Every time he kisses deeply, he can't help but tremble, his eyes are full of physiological tears, his legs are weak and he can't help it. Put all your weight on him.

After the kiss was over, Qi Chi couldn't help biting his lips before parting, and sure enough, he heard a muffled grunt, and looked angry again.

"Who else knows what you want better than me?"

Qi Chi picked up the weak man, put him gently on the bed, then quickly pressed him up, brushed the hair around his ear with his fingers, and asked next to his ear.

His voice was low and cold, as if it was a sentence, to let him know that in this world, he was the only person who understood him best and could bring him the most joy.

Cheng Yourang lowered his eyes, his whole face was flushed red, and the corners of his eyes and lips were even more red.

Qi Chi suddenly felt that what he just said was wrong.

He didn't need to say or do anything, just staying in one place quietly was enough to make him fall for him.

I want to break the shell he used to pretend, I want to tear his body apart, I want to see if there is a place for myself in his heart.

Qi Chi lowered his head and bit his chin, his hands had already slipped through the hem of his clothes.

Cheng Yourang moaned softly, and pushed him without any resistance: "Grandma is still outside, what should I do?"

Qi Chi was inexplicably satisfied with his way of asking, and helped out with an idea: "The car is parked downstairs, shall we go in the car?"

"Row......"

Qi Chi got up from him and pulled him up too: "Can I go?"

Cheng Yourang glared at him: "I can't leave and you carried me out in front of grandma?"

Qi Chi chuckled, knowing that this was impossible, he stretched out his hands to straighten his messed up clothes.

Their eyes met, Cheng Yourang hooked his collar to pull him down.Qi Chi pressed down cooperatively, and the tip of his nose touched together.

Breathing together, it is unclear who started first, and the two slowly moved forward.

Just as their lips were touching, the sound of slow footsteps came from outside the door, and it sounded like they were almost at the door.

Cheng Yourang pushed hard, pushed him aside, and grabbed a blanket to cover his body.

"You are still inside," Grandma's voice came from outside the door, "Grandma Wang and I are going for a walk, you guys play first!"

Cheng Yourang cleared his throat, trying not to sound too hoarse, but he didn't dare to say too many words: "Okay."

In the house, the grandma outside could be heard walking a few more steps, and after a while, the door closed and it was completely quiet.

After being pushed away by him just now, Qi Chi took advantage of the opportunity and sat on the chair in front of the desk.After grandma left, she stood up again, going to hug Cheng Yourang who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

When he was one step away from touching him, Cheng Yourang suddenly lifted his foot and kicked him away, with an ugly expression on his face: "Don't touch me!"

When waiting for grandma to go out just now, neither of them dared to speak, they sat quietly and waited.

During this time, they can think about many things clearly.

Knowing that he had calmed down, Qi Chi regretted it, so he didn't approach him again, and asked him from a distance: "Have you applied medicine these days? Shall I help you?"

"No, I can paint it myself, and it's already almost healed."

Qi Chi, who was rejected, didn't take it seriously, and tapped his finger on the desk lightly: "Where did you put the ointment? Is it in this drawer?"

Cheng Yourang turned his face away and didn't answer.

"Then I opened it?"

He didn't get a response, so he pulled out the drawer, and sure enough, he saw the ointment inside.

He took out the ointment and approached him again.

The blanket on Cheng Yourang's body was taken away, someone hugged him by the waist, spun around in the air, and was placed on his lap.

Cheng Yourang sat on his lap, and the two looked at each other.

The affection in his eyes couldn't be hidden, he was stunned for a long time before reacting and covering it up with anger.

Qi Chi kissed him on the lips: "Turn around, I'll apply the medicine for you."

Cheng Yourang quickly got up from him, but just as he was about to walk away, he grabbed his wrist.

He pulled back hard, and he fell back on top of him.

After he came back, he changed his formal clothes into home clothes. Qi Chi grabbed the hem of his clothes and quickly took off his clothes.

Cheng Yourang lowered his head, feeling warm fingers pressing on his wound with ointment.

Careful and compassionate.

Before the medicine was finished, he gently kissed his back shoulder.

"I said it's okay."

In fact, he didn't need to say this sentence, but as soon as he felt his distress, he couldn't help but say it.After he finished speaking, he himself felt a little overwhelmed, and didn't know what to say to make up for himself.

But Qi Chi didn't bother with him whether the words were suitable or not. He broke his face and kissed him: "Do you remember the last time I applied medicine to you?"

Cheng Yourang bit her lower lip: "Remember."

"Go to my car?"

"......it is good."