Offensive change: superficial love

Yan Yu's expression was still calm.

He was so calm, as if he was familiar with this level of confession, at least not so special that he could move his face.

Only the increasingly frequent palpitations knew his true thoughts.

Yan Ju looked at his own reflection in Chu Ruxu's eyes, and was briefly absent-minded.

He even tried his best to make Chu Ruxu more powerful.

Perhaps in this way, he can get rid of those intellectual entanglements, accept the temptation calmly, try and make mistakes, and lose control with an attitude that is not afraid of being held accountable.

But fortunately, Chu Ruxu did not choose to continue.

I don't know if it's the recovery's sense of proportion, or the other party is really easy to satisfy.

It seems that as long as there is such a trivial physical contact occasionally, the hot passion can be maintained forever.

It can be said that this is impossible.

And what will be after the passion, he dare not think about it.

Never got it, sounds a lot more respectable than losing it in embarrassment after being completely unrecognizable.

But the body made a judgment before him, as if being pushed by something, Yan Ju uncontrollably took Chu Ruxu's hand, stared at him, and called his name in a low voice: "Chu Ruxu."

"Have you never been in love?"

Chu Ruxu didn't have Yan Ju's skillful expression management. The moment Yan Ju held him, after a moment of confusion, the excitement on his face almost became concrete, and he didn't have the consciousness to hide it at all.

"I haven't talked about it, I really haven't." Chu Ruxu smiled, squeezed Yan Ju's hand, and said coquettishly as if she wanted to stick it up and rub against him immediately.

Yan Ju pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, but the slightly curved corners of his eyes still revealed his emotions.

"Then you should give it a try, you are quite suitable." Yan Jue said lightly, and squeezed the other party as well, then naturally loosened his grip and pulled his hand away from Chu Ruxu's fingers.

He simply drank two mouthfuls of porridge, but couldn't bear it anymore.

The stomach that has been paralyzed by alcohol has not regained consciousness, so I forcefully send some food in, and I will still feel uncomfortable later.

It wasn't until Yan Jue went back to the inner room to change clothes on his own, and stared at Chu Ruxu with his left hand for a long time, that he came back to his senses.

"Brother, what do you mean? Do you want to try it with me? Anyway, I just want to try it with you!" Chu Ruxu who reacted suddenly jumped up from the sofa, and rushed to the backyard to go crazy A large dog that flops around to find a sense of presence.

Yan Ju, who had just changed his trousers, was sitting on the edge of the bed, slowly buttoning up his shirt, with his chest openly half open.

He glanced lightly at Chu Ruxu who was blocking the door: "I don't think so for now."

"go out."

Chu Ruxu laughed.

At first it was "don't want", then "don't want to", and now it's "don't want to".

Whoever really goes out is a fool.

So not only did he not avoid it, but he even walked up to Yan Ji.

Chu Ruxu grabbed Yan Ju's hands out of bounds, gently brought them to the bed and put them away, and patted the back of the other's hand like a coaxing child, then pretended not to see Yan Ju's questioning eyes, and took it very naturally. The "work" that the other party is doing.

The children who successfully obtained the sweetness are obviously more courageous.

The scale of pulling and testing is also more arbitrary.

The other party's warm fingertips brushed the skin of his neck inadvertently, Yan Ju felt a little itchy, and unconsciously dodged back, but Chu Ruxu also leaned over and chased forward half an inch.

Yan Ju's complexion is very fair. I don't know if it's natural or because he doesn't like to go out.

It seems that with a little effort, it is easy to leave a mark-like red mark on it.

The more Chu Ruxu thought about it, the darker her eyes became.

He fastened the last three buttons on Yan Ju from top to bottom.

The movements were gentle and calm, but also concealed some selfishness.

Every time he tied one more, his right hand would be closer to Yan Ju's heart.

After finishing, he didn't forget to help Yan Ju leisurely, tidying up the raised neckline, as if showing off the results.

There was a smile on Chu Ruxu's lips, and her voice was low. In the presumptuous temptation, she couldn't hold back a bit of aggression: "I'm not in a hurry, I expect my brother to change his mind at any time."

Yan Jie supported his upper body with his hands, and his fingertips pinched the bed sheet tightly at an angle that no one could notice.

But on the surface, it still looks easy.

Not only did he raise his eyebrows slightly, but he looked at Chu Ruxu with a smile, and his tone remained light and nonchalant.

"Okay, then wait for the notification." Yan Ju said jokingly.

Chu Ruxu didn't take it seriously, and walked to the closet like a dove occupying a magpie's nest, picked out a light gray tie from it, and then returned to Yan Ju as if she didn't want to stay away from him for half a step, and tied him skillfully. Beautiful Windsor knot.

"Thank you, President Yan, for your trust. I'm very capable." He smiled slyly, revealing two small canine teeth.

If you don't know what the two of them are talking about, it's really like a college student actively seeking a job from a leader.

Yan Ju was so teased that he laughed out loud, automatically ignoring the subtle hints in the other party's words.

He stood up, straightened his hair in front of the mirror, and then turned to look at Chu Ruxu.

Without any foreshadowing, Yan Ju abruptly asked:

"Ruxu, do you want to see the sea?"

……

Chu Ruxu must have thought about it.

It is impossible for him to be willing to refuse Yan Ji's unprecedented invitation.

But Yan Ju didn't lead him directly to the beach, but first found a boutique flower shop near the hotel.

It was almost noon at this time, and clusters of freshly delivered flowers were being squeezed into buckets inside and outside the flower shop, with dewdrops still falling on them.

Chu Ruxu didn't ask Yan Ju why he wanted to buy flowers. The kid's "difficulty" seemed to occur intermittently.

When it is difficult, it is like a sticky gum that keeps being pulled, and when it is obedient, it can be rounded and flattened by others. It is so cute and docile that it does not seem to have a bad temper.

Thinking of this, Yan Ju couldn't help laughing as he watched the clerk pick out chamomile.

He thought he would have a hard time today.

"Brother!" Chu Ruxu, who had disappeared as soon as she entered the flower shop, suddenly called Yan Ju not far away.

Yan Ju turned his head immediately, and saw that the other party was standing in the backyard of someone's house, holding a few dazzling red roses, and waving at him: "Wait for me after you finish shopping, the beautiful aunt said she wants to teach Teach me how to grow flowers well."

The noon sun gently wrapped around Chu Ruxu's body, making him shimmer like a gleam.

It is very similar to the kind of kind protagonist that is often seen in artistic creation, who is always dazzling, does not experience any suffering, does not see dirty mud, and is happy for a lifetime.

Yan Ju couldn't help but wanted to walk towards him, after all, people also have phototaxis.

But he still didn't take that step in the end.

He was never restrained enough.

Yan Ju just smiled and nodded to him, then turned around and asked the clerk in a soft voice: "Do you have all kinds of roses in your house?"

The little girl wrapped the flowers for a moment, and then she proudly replied: "You really came to the right place. The whole city dare not say it. At least ten kilometers away, our family has the most varieties."

Yan Ju's eyes were crooked with a smile, and he shook his thumb at the other party as if agreeing: "I will pay for this bunch, please, please help me match a bunch with white lychee and manta."

"I just thought about it carefully again." Yan Ju's voice was gentle, and there seemed to be a hint of nostalgia and nostalgia in his tone, "I only brought chamomile to see her, it might indeed be a bit ordinary."

"She should still like something more romantic."

The author says:

I'm coming -3-

After painfully reviewing all afternoon, I feel that my mind is frozen orz;

Today is not a sweet and good puppy, today is a handsome guy who will seize the opportunity to tease his wife;

ps. Manta and white lychee make a beautiful bouquet. I also planted Gabriel rose this year, which is also very beautiful!