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The little milk cat jumped onto the bed, and yelled in front of a pair of sleeping faces hugging each other on the bed: "Meow~"

Ji Weijue opened his bleary sleepy eyes and glanced at Xunbao, who was disturbing the dream by the pillow, raised his hand and rubbed its round head, and stretched his arms straight across it to reach the mobile phone on the bedside table.

He fished the phone to unlock it in front of his eyes, half-closed his eyes and glanced at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

It was early morning when the two of them came back from the airport last night, and they tossed in bed until it was almost dawn before going to sleep. They forgot to draw the curtains in the morning. At this moment, the bright sunlight outside the window poured in through the French windows beside the bed, spreading evenly on the bed. On the bed, she was leaning against Jian Xun who was sleeping soundly in his arms.

Jian Xun's slippery arms rested comfortably on Ji Weijue's waist, and his slender and smooth legs were slightly bent and squeezed into the crevice of his legs, with his ankles sticking to his calves, probably because he thought the light was dazzling, so he was tilting his head. drill into his arms.

Ji Weijue looked down at the sleeping face of the person in his arms. Jian Xun's skin was fair and translucent, and the row of slender and thick eyelashes drooping slightly on the eyelids was like a delicate feather fan. Soon it calmed down again.

The tip of Jian Xun's upturned nose pressed against his chest, and his slightly hot breath sprayed on the hexagram above Ji Weijue's heart with a pink hickey.Probably because the warm breath was transmitted to the heart through the surface of the skin, Ji Weijue hugged Jian Xun, and found that this winter seemed not as cold as before.

The corners of his lips curled upwards, and he lowered his head to place a light kiss on the forehead of the person in his arms. With his lips slightly parted, he silently said: Good morning.

In fact, Ji Weijue wished to hold Jian Xun in his arms and lie on the bed for a while, but the little Xunbao beside the pillow who kept screaming was really disturbing, Ji Weijue turned his head and put his finger on his lips, and said to it in a breathy voice: "Shhh. "

Xun Bao hugged his raised finger with a pair of soft cat paws, and called again pitifully: "Meow~"

Ji Weijue glanced at the cat food bowl next to the cat litter. The food bowl filled with cat food before going to bed was already empty. He looked at the little milk cat that was bigger than his palm in surprise. Lazy and hoarse: "Little guy can eat so much?"

Ji Weijue raised Jian Xun's head carefully, pulled out his sore and numb arm from under his head, and lightly removed Jian Xun's hand on his waist, helping him adjust into a comfortable position. sleeping position.

Jian Xun was very obedient when he fell asleep, and it didn't take much effort to play with it. On the contrary, Ji Weijue, who let Jian Xun out of his arms, was a little bit reluctant, and couldn't help but leaned up to hug him, and buried his head in Jane's arms. Xun reluctantly rubbed his neck twice before helping Jian Xun tuck in the quilt and sat up from the bed.

He reached out to fish the little white dumpling beside the pillow into his arms and kissed it, and asked, "Are we Xunbao hungry?"

Ji Weijue got out of bed with Xunbao in his arms, walked over and closed the curtains, added cat food and canned food to Xunbao's food bowl, and replaced it with clean drinking water.Xunbao jumped down from his arms and licked his lunch quietly. Ji Weijue sat on the floor watching it, stretched his fingers around its slender tail and played with it for a while, finally relieved his sleepiness, stretched Lazily got up and walked into the bathroom.

Last night after taking a shower, Ji Weijue was only concerned with blow-drying Jian Xun's hair, which was exhausted, and fell asleep with his half-wet head on his head. He looked in the mirror at the slightly curly hair on top of his head, which was in a mess, and looked up. He pawed a few times with his hands, thinking about what he looked like when he went to the airport yesterday.

Yesterday seemed to be a long live broadcast. He never showed his face during the live broadcast, and he didn't take care of himself. When the time came, he put on a coat and hurried out...

Ji Weijue murmured in his heart, is it ugly?Is Jian Xun disappointed?

The hug at the airport and the kiss in the taxi flashed through my mind.

I think should not be?

Jane Xun.

Jian Xun is outside.

Jian Xun is on his bed.

Thinking of this, Ji Weijue couldn't help but smirked in the mirror.

The sound of Jian Xun's even breathing seems to still be lingering in his ears, and the warmth and touch of Jian Xun's skin are faintly remnant in his palm.He looked down at the palm of his hand and laughed for a while, but later realized that he was a bit stupid, coughed twice to try to hide his smile, but the arc of the end of his eyes couldn't be flattened.

Ji Weijue wanted to take a bath, but he was afraid that the sound of the water would disturb Jian Xun's sleep, so he had to wash his head with difficulty, and when he came out of the bathroom wiping his hair after washing, he raised his head, just in time. Crashed into Jian Xun's half-opened sleepy eyes.

Jian Xun probably felt hot, and Ji Weijue lifted the quilt that had been tightly covered for him before getting out of bed, revealing a snow-white shoulder and neck.There was only one floor lamp turned on in the room, which was far away from the bed. The warm light coated the small apartment with a layer of comfortable light gold, and also applied a soft filter to Jian Xun's facial features.

Seeing him coming out, Jian Xun called out in a hoarse voice, "Weijue, come here."

"Did I wake you up?" Ji Weijue walked over quickly, just sat down on the bed, his arm was gently pulled by the hand that stretched out from under the quilt, Ji Weijue looked down at his hand, and asked with some doubts: "Huh? Why..."

"..." Jian Xun reluctantly took his hand out of the quilt, and opened his arms towards him. This hug was very straightforward.

"Ah," Ji Weijue reacted suddenly, quickly tore off the towel hanging around his neck, leaned down to hug Jian Xun, rubbed his wet ears against his neck, and said softly: "Good morning, elder brother."

Jian Xun shook his head lightly, reached out and patted the empty half of the bed, and said in a hoarse voice, soft as a whisper, "Come on."

Ji Weijue's breathing stopped suddenly, and without thinking, he quickly threw off the slippers and turned over and got into the bed.But before he could cover Jian Xun's body, Jian Xun took a step ahead.

After he lay down, Jian Xun leaned over sideways, with her bare chest half-bent on Ji Weijue's chest, her head resting on his shoulder, her long legs crossed over his lap, her calf hooked up to the bend of his leg, a Restless hands touched the hem of Ji Weijue's loose sweater.

The moment Jian Xun's slightly cool fingertips touched Ji Weijue's skin, a flag rose quickly under him.That hand touched his chest, then slowly slid down, stopped on his deliberately tense abdominal muscles and stroked along the texture, Jian Xun's lips were almost touching his neck, and the spray from his nose The breath was sprinkled on his neck, making him distracted for a while.

Ji Weijue's palm on Jian Xun's back became hotter and hotter, walking on Jian Xun's smooth back, the other hand also slowly touched Jian Xun's thigh, and when he was about to move his head to kiss Jian Xun, Jian Xun's Buried his head on his shoulders and arched a few times, then the hand caressing Ji Weijue's waist stopped slowly, and his breathing became more even and steady...

Ji Weijue, who had waited for a long time without Jian Xun's next move, turned his head, hesitated and called softly: "Brother?"

... For a long time, no one answered.

Ji Weijue's body was gradually drained of strength by the quiet air, and after a while, he stretched out his arms to hug his lover who fell into a deep sleep again, and couldn't help sighing softly.

About half an hour later, Jian Xun moved his hand on Ji Weijue's lower abdomen, and stretched out his arms to wrap around Ji Weijue's waist.He sniffed the refreshing scent of shampoo in Ji Weijue's hair, buried his face in Ji Weijue's neck and was too lazy to move, and the voice that hadn't fully woke up had a muffled nasal voice: "What time is it?"

Ji Weijue touched the cell phone next to the pillow with his backhand, took a look in front of him, and replied: "It's not until 01:30."

After lying on his side for a long time, Jian Xun felt that his shoulders under the pressure were a little sore. He took his hand out of Ji Weijue's clothes, and while trying to turn over and lie flat, he raised his hand to hook Ji Weijue's neck and bring him to himself.

Before Jian Xun turned over, the big hand caressing his back violently pulled him back into the embrace just now.

Jian Xun half leaned over Ji Weijue, opened his sleepy eyes and asked with some doubts: "Huh?"

Ji Weijue tapped the empty space behind him with his chin, and reminded: "Don't press Xunbao."

Jian Xun turned his head and glanced at Xun Bao, who had hunched over his pillow and slept soundly after eating and drinking, and couldn't help leaning his head over to kiss the huddled little head in the middle of the little white dumpling.

Ji Weijue raised his face towards him, and said with jealousy: "I want it too."

Jian Xun turned his face to the side, and said a little uncomfortably, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Ji Weijue insisted on asking for a kiss, but Jian Xun had no choice but to lean over and kiss the corner of his lips.Jian Xun looked at Ji Weijue's smile that was getting darker and darker at the end of his eyes, and his voice softened involuntarily, coaxing: "Good morning, baby."

Ji Weijue looked at the tenderness in Jian Xun's eyes that could melt the ice and snow outside the window, the smile on his face gradually stagnated, and his gaze back became deeper and hotter.

Jian Xun's ears were reddened by his fiery gaze, and he was about to open his mouth to ask him why he was doing this, when a big hand clasped the back of his head, and Ji Weijue kissed him immediately.

The tip of Ji Weijue's tongue opened his teeth and attacked into his defense line, but the tongue that wanted to avoid was easily disarmed by the other party's strong teasing. The breathing of the two gradually became chaotic in this lingering kiss. Ji Weijue's hand unknowingly slid down Jian Xun's waistline.

Jian Xun grabbed his messy hand on her hip with his backhand, staggered his kiss and leaned on his shoulder, panting softly, and said, "It still hurts..."

Ji Weijue immediately calmed down, stopped touching his hands, and didn't dare to touch his hips. He put his hands on Jian Xun's waist obediently, and there was no extra movement. It seemed that he had done something wrong and started to feel guilty before anyone mentioned it. kid.

Jian Xun thought it was funny, raised his head and kissed his smooth chin lightly, propped his elbows on the pillow, raised his body, raised his hand and pulled the maroon curly hair on the top of his head twice, but found it was useless, the few strands of hair were still messed up tilted.

Jian Xun laughed softly, pinched his face, and asked, "Didn't you just wash your hair?"

Ji Weijue felt miserable, rubbed his head in embarrassment, and said, "Wash it again later..."