My wife forgot about me

Visil was lying on his side without any other major movements.But Jonas felt like a thorn in his back, he didn't dare to move, he just lay there dumbfounded.

Was Vizier asleep?

Jonas strained his ears to listen for his breathing.

Inhale, exhale.Inhale, exhale.

As if asleep.

Jonas stretched his legs, feeling that half of his body was numb and sore from the pressure, and the tendons in his calves were also straightened, jumping and jumping.

Grinning, he reached under the covers to fish for his stiff leg.

"Are you awake?" A faint voice sounded in the air.

Jonas looked like a weasel who was found to have stolen a chicken, with a embarrassed face, he pulled his head out of the bed.

"Ah."

Jonas' legs were still cramping, and as soon as he emerged, his toes twitched.

"Hiss." Jonas gasped in pain.

It's so sour.

Sauerkraut is not so sour.Coke is not that cool.

Sensing something was wrong, Vizier clapped his hands twice, and the lights in the room turned on.

Jonas's face with huddled eyebrows and eyes was illuminated by the soft light, and was stabbed by the sudden bright light, Jonas narrowed his eyes slightly.

When Vizier got up to look over, Jonas immediately retracted his head into the quilt like a tortoise for some unknown reason.

Visil: "...."

Visil saw a quilt.

Vizier accurately found Jonas' head in the messy quilt, and stretched out his hand to press it down.

"What's wrong? Get up and let me see."

Jonas is a little embarrassed.

My nervous leg cramps from sleeping next to me.

Can you say that?

Obviously not.

Even if the sun allows me to say this, the moon will not allow me to say it.

So Jonas adopted the method of cutting half and leaving half, and said vaguely: "My leg is cramp."

Hearing what Jonas said, Vizier lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Jonas heard Vizier's movements and thought that Vizier had gone out to find Merlin.

As a result, he didn't hear the sound of the door opening for a long time.Instead, his heel was cold, and someone reached out and grabbed the second toe of his right foot.

!!!

Jonas subconsciously is a flying kick.

Vizier exerted some strength to suppress his resistance, and kept pressing his left hand on Jonas's smooth calf, his voice was low, like a walking subwoofer, "Don't move, just press it for a while and you'll be fine."

Jonas wanted to cry but had no tears.

And wanted to take back his legs.

Vizier obviously regarded Jonas' calf and feet as his property, and grabbed him like a rich man.

"Hold on. Jonas, be quiet."

It was rare for Vizier to use an emphatic tone.

After finishing speaking, Vizier supported the soles of his feet and kept massaging his protruding veins, hoping to suppress his throbbing leg cramps.

I do not!

Although he knew that Vizier liked to be close to him, he didn't expect to be so close to him. Although Jonas had a girlish affection for Vizier.

But no one has just reached the progress of pornography just after falling in love.

If you don't get into my bed, I won't have cramps.

Having said that, Jonas still closed his mouth wisely, feeling Visil's cold fingers sliding on the skin, bringing a numb and crisp feeling.

After pressing it for less than 5 minutes, Jonas felt that the twitching stopped, moved his feet carefully, and whispered, "Visil, please stop. I'm much better."

Visil didn't know if he heard it or not, but continued to massage.

Jonas had to say it again.

"Okay." Vizier heard this time, put his hands away, covered the quilt back again, kicked off the slippers casually, stepped on the quilt barefoot and returned to the bed.

Jonas: ...

Jonas thought to himself: You might as well keep pressing me.I don't want you to go back to bed at all.

Jonas squeezed his way to the edge of the bed. He lifted the covers to reveal a gap, and found that he was about to fall to the floor with half an inch left.

So he moved again.

The distance between Jonas and the bedside, after measurement, was negative.

Yes, half of Jonas' body was suspended in the air, and the remaining half of his body was still struggling to control his balance.

The light was still on, Visil lowered his eyes and saw Jonas moving like a little ant, moving again, moving again.

Then he and Jonas are separated by the distant Chu-Han River boundary.

Visil raised his eyebrows, leaned over, and got his hands under the quilt.

Before Jonas could get his weight right, a strong arm wrapped around his waist.

Then the arm retracted, and Jonas was pulled into Visil's arms roundly like rolling a circle.

!!!!!!!!!!

Stop, stop, boss, I'm still a zero-level trumpet, you can't roll cabbage so mellowly.

Jonas was wrapped in his arms with the quilt.

Vizier, what is this for?What are they two doing?

By the way, did Fitch say that we have been living together for a long time?

In an instant, Jonas Naodong Mountain Road had eighteen bends, and even the car could not stop and rushed straight to the sky.

The little train beep beep beep.

Jonas's head was smoking.

Let me tell you, don't be like this... If you are like this... I will be like that....

Vizier didn't know that Jonas was running the train with his head full. He touched Jonas's sweaty neck and said against the quilt, "Come out, isn't it hot inside?"

"It's not hot, I'm very warm."

You stop touching me.

I'm not hot at all.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Vizier clapped his hands again, and the lamp went out.

But for a while, Jonas was so bored in the quilt that he couldn't help showing his head up. He never thought of meeting Visil face to face as soon as he got out.

Startled, Jonas turned over.

Vizier didn't force him, just stroked his sweaty hair, and said, "Jonas, I'll take you out for a walk in two days."

"Where are you going?" Jonas buried his head in the covers.

"A banquet. It's no big deal. If you don't want to go, you don't have to go."

Jonas shrank his head, "I didn't say no. What kind of banquet?"

Visil patted the quilt on him, "It's probably an engagement party."

Jonas's heart skipped a beat, and he naturally thought of the two of them.

got engaged?

Who is it?

Isn't it the two of them?Who else but them?

Jonas swallowed, his voice trembling slightly, "Whose is it?"

Vizier didn't seem to notice, but just pulled the quilt over the two of them again, "Vivienne, a princess."

Before Jonas could speak, Visil patted him on the shoulder and said, "Go to bed early, there are still many things to do tomorrow."

Jonas's heart fell to the ground.

It was already late at night, and Jonas was woken up in the middle of a deep sleep, but now he suddenly relaxed, and his previously tense spirit was in a daze again.

Vizier fell silent behind him, Jonas fell asleep again as soon as he touched the pillow.

Vizier moved when Jonas' breathing eased, held his waist, and pulled Jonas into his arms.

He stared at the top of Jonas' furry head for a while, felt Jonas' moist breath near his neck, closed his eyes, and fell asleep on the pillow.

The author has something to say: Thank you Zimei Xiaocute for the nutrient solution.

Visil: You roll back mellowly.

Jonas: I don't.

And rolled out twice.