Since then, I have become the most beautiful boy among the anchors

Zhang Jing took off his clothes and threw them into the basket, and took a shower again. He definitely couldn't wear pajama pants, and he didn't dare to go out to get clothes, so he sat on the toilet wrapped in a towel in a daze.

The water vapor gradually dissipated, the temperature dropped, and the exposed skin became extremely cold. Zhang Jing shivered, feeling aggrieved, and raised his voice, "I don't have any clothes."

The next second, Jian Min's voice sounded from the bathroom door, "Put it here."

Zhang Jing put on his clothes and went out, climbed onto the bed silently, and lay down with his back to Jian Min, not sure if he was embarrassed or angry.

"Why is it so cold?"

Zhang Jing's body froze, Jian Min approached him, holding his ankle with warm big hands, "hot" made him shiver.

"How many days?" The boy's body was weak, and he let him play with it. Jian Min turned him over and put Zhang Jing's feet in his arms.

"Leave tomorrow." Zhang Jing's feet were pressed against Jian Min's lower abdomen, his white jade-like neck was stained with thin red, his eyes fluttered, and he didn't dare to look directly at Jian Min.

Jian Min paused, thinking that the boy would stay until his birthday, he was in a good mood.

"Grandma is at home alone, I don't worry. I'll come back in two days to celebrate your birthday." Worried that the day would be empty, he decided to tell Jian Min.

"Don't use it." Zhang Jing was motion sick, and it was too much to toss his body.

The boy is definitely not willing, and he is not a porcelain doll, so there is no trouble in taking two extra buses.

"Stay one more day, and the birthday can be brought forward." Jian Min needs to go back to the old house on his birthday, and the cousins ​​of Jian's family will come to congratulate him.

Zhang Jing was so "warm" by his temperature that he hummed lightly, "Then stay for another day." The other party's arm was half propped on his side, looking down at him from above, as if he wanted to kiss him.

Jian Min suddenly said, "It's not the first time."

"Huh?" Zhang Jing looked at him in confusion.

"Nocturnal emission." Jian Min's expression was normal, and he didn't seem to find it difficult to say these two words, as if he was saying good morning to Zhang Jing.

The boy is already seventeen, and he seems to be very resistant to this matter, as if experiencing it for the first time. It is indeed a bit late to experience it for the first time at this time, and he still has to take it seriously.

Zhang Jing's skin turned red, and he quickly denied it: "Definitely not!"

Jian Min pinched the back of his neck, as if trying to comfort a cat that frowned, "Yeah."

"I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep." Afraid of Jian Min's questioning, Zhang Jing quickly turned over and pretended to be asleep.

He said he was pretending to be asleep, but who knew he would really fall asleep.When he woke up in the morning and there was no one around him, Zhang Jing suddenly sat up and left without saying anything to him?Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, he saw Jian Min standing in front of the cloakroom, slowly putting on his tie.

"Why did you wake up?"

Zhang Jingqi felt dizzy too much, he rubbed his head, "I thought you were gone." He looked at Jian Min anxiously, "You're wearing a tie."

Jian Min heard him ask knowingly, "What's wrong?"

"I want to play too." Zhang Jing knelt down by the bed and reached out to him, "I will!"

Jian Min paused, walked to the bed, and handed him the tie.

Zhang Jing had learned how to tie a tie, but he couldn't do it if he changed the direction. He wrestled with each other for a long time and almost tied a "red scarf" for the other party.

The boy's face was very close, and he stared at the tie with lowered eyes, with an anxious look on his face, and muttered: "I will."

Jian Min held his hand, and said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, take your time." As he spoke, he led the young man to tie the tie step by step, and he did not forget to praise the young man, "It's very well tied. like very much."

"Sleep for a while, remember to eat breakfast. Auntie will come to cook at noon, and wait for me to come back."

"Don't ask auntie to come over. I'm fine here. I'll cook." Zhang Jing was so dazed that he had the illusion of an old married couple. He looked at Jian Min's lips and wanted to say good morning to him. Kiss, however, this is just a thought.

Zhang Jing went out for a trip in the afternoon. It is better to hit the sun than to choose a date. Today is his birthday. The kitchen has all the tools for making cakes. He only needs to buy materials.

He rarely makes desserts, but following the tutorials and his own experience, it is not difficult to make.

As soon as Jian Min opened the house after get off work, he saw the young man standing upright at the door waiting for him, with a well-behaved smile on his face, and said softly: "Sir, you are back, thank you for your hard work. The bath water has been set for you, and I will return it to you." Red wine is ready."

Jian Min: "..." He was a little suspicious that the young man had secretly drank wine when he prepared it for him.

Jian Min thought for a while, and seemed to understand something, was he playing impersonation with him?

"Yeah." Jian Min cooperated with him very much, and when he entered the bathroom, he found that the other party had even prepared a change of clothes for him, but he couldn't find the bath water that had been prepared for him.

"Where's the bath water?" He asked the "manservant" behind him who was still smiling very standard.

Zhang Jing smiled, "That's all I said, you don't like taking baths." After speaking, he returned to smiling.

Jian Min: "...Aren't you going out?"

Zhang Jing tried to retaliate against being ridiculed last night, and replied with a smile: "It is my duty to serve you in the shower."

Jian Min didn't speak any more, and reached out to unbutton the button.

Zhang Jing watched him with fewer and fewer clothes, the smile on his face was almost unbearable, his head was unconsciously lowered, and he didn't dare to look any more, wouldn't Jian Min feel embarrassed?

"Aren't you going to wait for me to take a shower?" Jian Min took off only one piece, and suddenly said, "Do you still need me to take off my clothes?"

The "manservant" was startled by his words and fled.

Zhang Jing secretly felt that Jian Min's morality was so profound that it was not for a young man like him to subdue him.

After taking a shower and going downstairs, the lights in the dining room were not turned on. Zhang Jing was lighting candles. Seeing him coming down, he said, "I made you a cake."

Jian Min heard that his tone returned to normal, and asked, "Stop playing?"

Zhang Jing gave him a white look and muttered, "It's not fun."

No sense of accomplishment.

After all, it's not today's birthday, and he didn't ask Jian Min to make a birthday wish. The two of them got together and blew out the candles, and wanted to share the cake.

"Is it sweet?" Zhang Jing picked a strawberry and put it in his mouth.

"Ah."

"I bought it from the supermarket downstairs. It took me a long time to choose. You don't like sweet food, and you put very little butter. Don't eat too much, and you have cooked several dishes." Zhang Jing paused, "Is it possible? A bit shabby?"

"I like it very much." Every birthday is a big deal. He never felt that there was anything special about that day. My heart grows.

"Forget that you can talk." Zhang Jing laughed, "This year is too hasty, next year I have to think about how to do something special."

"It was special just now."

Hearing this, Zhang Jing fed him another sliced ​​kiwi fruit, "Sir, try this."

After finishing, he sighed in his heart, seeing that he was not a serious manservant, he always felt that he had to provide some special service.

After dinner, Jian Min asked him for a gift.

The gift Zhang Jing prepared for him was saved in the computer, so he couldn't give it naturally, so he could only laugh: "It's not that day yet."

"It's ahead of time, and I can give it today." Every year on his birthday, Jian Min receives a lot of presents, but he doesn't even want to open them, because he has no expectations for the sender. Zhang Jing is different, he wants the gift from the boy .

"Cakes and meals are gifts."

"That doesn't count."

"I'm not prepared." For the first time, Zhang Jing felt that Jian Min was a bit difficult, like a child who refused to let go until he got his gift.

Jian Min didn't speak anymore, the TV show was still playing, but the living room suddenly became quiet.

Zhang Jing could feel that the other party was unhappy, so he leaned over to coax him, "I'm lying to you, I've already prepared it. I can't give it to you now, and it's not your birthday yet."

Jian Min glanced at him, and said coldly: "It's ahead of time, it should be given today."

Zhang Jing: "..." Why is it so difficult?

"Sir, I have been preparing this gift for half a year. Do you want to guess what it is?" Zhang Jing still wanted to whet his appetite.

Jian Min pondered for a moment: "Handmade things." It is impossible to prepare for such a long time for a bought gift.

Zhang Jing thought about it, the AS.MR he made can be regarded as handmade... I guess.

"Barely you are right, then guess what you made and give you some hints, I have touched on this just now."

"Cake model?"

"……wrong."

Jian Min guessed a few more times, but they were all rejected. He became more and more curious about his gift.

"I'll go back and get it for you, and put it at my house."

"I'll go with you."

How dare Zhang Jing let him follow, the version saved in the computer here is still a little uncut, and he has to go back to catch up with work now.

"Keep some surprises, I'll go back and get them myself."

Jian Min thought it would only take five or six minutes, but Zhang Jing didn't come back after waiting for half an hour, and the other party sent him a message every five minutes to ask him to wait.

After more than an hour of busy work, Zhang Jing finally edited the video. He has edited this video many times, and he was about to throw up after watching it back and forth. There is really no way to check it again this time. cut off.

He just always felt that he forgot something. In order to save time, he directly copied the video to a USB flash drive.

Zhang Jing returned to Jian's house, and dragged Jian Min upstairs to the study.

Seeing him plugging in the USB flash drive, Jian Min realized what the gift was, and also understood that the boy was editing videos after going back for so long.

"The gift has to be unwrapped by yourself. I'll take a shower first. You can watch it yourself." After Zhang Jing finished speaking, he slipped away immediately. This video is made up of four small videos of the actors.

Jian Min was the only one left in the study, and he turned on the video, which lasted nine hours in total, no wonder the boy prepared for half a year.

Very delicate style of painting, the young man is wearing a tuxedo suit, with an exceptionally slender waist, his lips are slightly raised, and he welcomes his master home to the camera.

The boy didn't show any restraint, and looked very natural.

Immediately after he approached the camera, he could only see the young man's fair neck and the faintly visible left half of his cheek. Jian Min heard a slight sound, and he amplified the volume to hear clearly that it was the sound of unbuttoning, and then the sound of undressing. It's really like undressing him before the video.

The teenager took a step back and reappeared in front of the camera with an extra suit jacket in his hand.

"Sir, the bath water has been put away."

Then the scene switched to the bathroom. The camera was probably placed in the bathtub by the boy. The boy opened the door and came in with a bottle of red wine in his hand. He walked towards him step by step. He knelt on the cushion beside the bathtub and poured the wine into the bathroom In the wine glass that had been prepared a long time ago, he shook it lightly, and then slowly brought the wine glass closer to the camera, "Sir?"

The whole process was very quiet, even the boy's voice made people feel quiet and comfortable.

The boy made a gesture of feeding, probably using some tricks, the camera couldn't see the mouth of the cup, so it looked like he was feeding someone who was watching the video.

In the next second, Jian Min heard the sound of drinking and swallowing, which should be the voice dubbed by the later period of the teenager.

"Don't you drink?" The boy smiled and put the wine glass away, as if the owner had said something, the smile on his face disappeared, he became a little worried, and he reached out to the camera, "Why do you have a headache? Is it too much work pressure? Give you a rub to relieve."

Zhang Jing felt that Jian Min had been watching it for about half an hour, but who knew that he would fall asleep on the bed after taking a shower, and Jian Min hadn't come back yet.

He thought in a daze that he made the video to lull people to sleep, not to make people stay up until dawn to watch it.Just when he was about to get up to call for someone, Zhang Jing suddenly remembered something, broke out in sweat instantly, and sat up suddenly from the bed.

He forgot to cut it out in the last hour. Although the oral accent is easy to be used for pornography or pornography, he will not post it on the Internet, but he has to admit that this voice is still very irritating. Some people like it very much. He I also specially recorded one for Jian Min.

Later, maybe because of his guilty conscience, he always felt a little provocative, so he cut off that hour, but he was too hasty just now, so he forgot about it.

Fortunately, it was the last hour, and Jian Min probably wouldn't be able to see it, so Zhang Jing jumped out of bed and prepared to destroy the corpse.

As a result, as soon as he pushed the door, he heard the sound of kisses, and the sound of saliva made people blush and heartbeat, probably because he was tired, he paused, panting lightly, doing AS. Restraint, the more restraint, the more cranky it will be.

Zhang Jing was stunned, he didn't dare to look at Jian Min, he stammered and said, "You, did you jump and watch?"

Jian Min's gaze shifted from the video to the young man's face, "Well, I watched it skipping." He definitely couldn't finish watching it tonight, and he couldn't bear to finish it all at once, but he couldn't help it, the young man was very stuck in time, two hours It was a story, so he jumped to see what each story roughly told.

"The video wasn't cut properly. Don't watch it, I'll cut it again!" Zhang Jing hurried over to pull out the USB flash drive.

He was stopped by Jian Min, and La sat in his arms.

Neither of them spoke.

In the video, the teenager is very close to the camera, with his face sideways as if kissing the ear of the person watching the video, and then he stepped back a bit, the camera just captured his lips, he panted slightly, his mouth was red and his teeth were white, Coupled with the suppressed breathing sound...

The author has something to say: After celebrating his birthday, Jian Min fell in love with playing with Zhang Jingwan, and even said that he had already acted as a manservant, and he could play as a maid in the second year.