Laughing astray

The temperature in the bathroom kept rising, Cong Xiaoyi was hugged by Yan Zihan from behind, the two of them faced the foggy mirror, Yan Zihan put one arm around Cong Xiaoyi's waist, bowed his head in Cong Xiaoyi's firm With a light bite on the shoulder, Cong Xiao stretched out his hand to wipe the mirror, and the water dripped down the mirror, revealing the two people's current appearance on the wiped area.

Cong Xiaoyi's muscles are very strong, Yan Zihan glanced at the two people in the mirror, and chuckled, "It's really tempting."

"Hot." Cong Xiao thought about turning around and hugging Yan Zihan, but Yan Zihan was confined in his arms and could not move. No matter how hard the hands on his waist were, Cong Xiao could hear Yan Zihan's warm breath.

"Are you ready?" Yan Zihan asked.

Cong Xiaoyi felt the blood in his body was boiling hot, and all fantasies could not compare to the stimulation that Yan Zihan brought him now. He turned his head halfway, looked at the face that he couldn't put it down and couldn't refuse, and lightly Lightly let out a low gasp from his already dry throat, "Hurry up."

Yan Zihan stretched out his hand to cover Cong Xiaoyi's eyes, and leaned his body into his arms. The two of them are naked now, and the temperature of the bathroom has dyed Cong Xiaoyi's body an ambiguous red. It's so tempting.

On the neck is Yan Zihan's warm and soft lips, with the temperature as if they are about to brand a mark, they are slowly frosted, their eyes are covered, and the body's sensations are enlarged, Cong Xiaoyi is like a little prisoner, Yan Zihan could hear Cong Xiaoyi's invitation.

"It will hurt a little." Yan Zihan turned around with Cong Xiao, hugged Cong Xiao vigorously and put him on the washbasin.

"Grass." Cong Xiaoyi exclaimed, wrapping his legs around Yan Zihan's waist, "Can this fucking hold my weight?"

"Hold me." Yan Zihan smiled lowly, and slowly kissed Cong Xiaoyi's lips, and slowly moved his hand down Cong Xiaoyi's waist.

Where Yan Zihan's mobile game walked, what Cong Xiaoyi left was hot and scorching hot, he wrapped his arms around Yan Zihan's waist, and kissed it fiercely, what a joke about seeing a ghost, now he wants to play it to the extreme, Yan Zihan hugged Cong Xiao down, watched Cong Xiao's posture around him, staggered to the side of the bed, and forced Cong Xiao to lie down on it.

The two looked at each other, and Cong Xiao put his arms around Yan Zihan's neck, "Take it easy."

Cong Xiaoyi felt a pain in a certain part and even his back, and he couldn't lie down, neither sat nor sat, and could only lie on the bed to support the corpse. Yan Zihan took a hot towel from the bathroom and came out with these apologies "Do you want to apply it?"

"Yeah." Cong Xiao buried his face in the pillow, not wanting to move, and answered in a muffled voice.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Zihan gave Cong Xiao a hot towel symbol and asked softly.

"You try next time." Cong Xiao raised his head, took a deep breath, and buried his face back in the pillow.

"Okay." Yan Zihan nodded.

It was already late after tossing around, Yan Zihan hugged Cong Xiao and nestled under the quilt, "Take a leave tomorrow."

"Ah." Cong Xiaoyi responded, a little sleepy, Yan Zihan felt very stable by his side, and his physical strength was a little exhausted, so he was dazed and didn't want to talk.

"Go to sleep." Yan Zihan turned off the desk lamp, and the room was plunged into darkness for an instant, only the outline of Cong Xiaoyi could be vaguely seen beside him. "Good night."

"Good night."

When he woke up, it was already past the check-out time. Cong Xiaoyi vaguely heard the voice of Yan Zihan on the phone. He was woken up by the vibration of the phone, and he opened one eye in a daze. Cong Xiaoyi took the phone and looked at it. take a look.

- Brother Xiao, are you wandering again?

Yan Zihan had already gotten up, half lying on the bed watching TV, "Wang Bin?"

"Ah." Cong Xiaoyi slowly turned over, "What time did you get up?"

"Just now." Yan Zihan lowered his head and sucked Cong Xiaoyi's forehead, "His phone has been ringing since the morning, just like a rooster that sets an alarm clock."

"I guess the old class assigned homework today." Cong said with a smile, "I'm hungry."

"Song Haozhe will come to see us later," Yan Zihan turned sideways to face Cong Xiao, "I want to talk about Bai Jingguo."

Cong Xiao covered his face with the quilt, "What happened to him?"

"He is addicted to drugs now and needs to go to detox." Yan Zihan took off the quilt from Cong Xiao's hand, "Do you want to meet him?"

"Why should I go?" Cong Xiao frowned, a little reluctantly.

The name Bai Jingguo was a nightmare for him, he didn't even want to mention it, except for the blood relationship that had to be admitted, Cong Xiaoyi really didn't want to know anything about Bai Jingguo.

"I have already made a record of Bai Jingguo." Yan Zihan said, "Why did such a thing happen, don't you want to know?"

"I don't want to." Cong Xiaoyi endured the soreness in his back and sat up, "I don't want to know, I'm going to forget it now, don't mention it anymore."

It was not easy for Song Haozhe and Lin Sihang to come over in the afternoon. Cong Xiao's legs were a little weak, and his walking posture was a little awkward. He followed Yan Zihan and slowly moved forward. Song Haozhe drove over, and Lin Sihang sat in the co-pilot and waved at the two He waved his hand, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine." As soon as Cong Xiao sat on the seat, Yan Zihan got into the car.

"I remember that there is a grilled fish restaurant in a street, do you want to go?" Song Haozhe started the car, "Recently Lin Sihang has been arguing about eating meat and has no time, so I can go."

"Okay." Yan Zihan nodded.

"Smile." Lin Sihang sat in the co-pilot and turned around, "How is Auntie?"

"I'm undergoing chemotherapy and just got out of the isolation ward." Cong Xiaoyi took out his phone and sent Wang Bin a message back.

- ready to eat grilled fish.

"Well, don't worry too much." Lin Sihang said, "Well, you know what Song Haozhe and I want to say today, right?"

"I know." Cong Xiao nodded, "but don't talk about it, I don't really want to hear it."

Song Haozhe drove in a different direction, Lin Sihang curled his lips, and didn't continue the topic just now, chatted with a few random people, the grilled fish restaurant is full now, four people are waiting outside with their numbers.

The phone in Cong Xiaoyi's pocket started to vibrate, and Wang Bin sent a message.

It was a selfie. Wang Bin's face was so big that it took up the entire screen, followed by a sentence.

-Accompany my mother at the birth checkup, did you see my painful little eyes?

- just saw a piece of shit.

Cong Xiao returned the message.

Yan Zihan took Cong Xiaoyi's hand and sat down in the waiting area, Lin Sihang raised his eyebrows and looked at the two, "Oh, what happened?"

Song Haozhe put his arms around Lin Sihang's neck and laughed together, "It's blooming."

"Stupid." Yan Zihan scolded with a smile.

A waiter came out of the store and called the number, and it happened to be four people's turn. Song Haozhe took the number and walked over first, just as Lin Sihang was about to follow, and the phone in his trouser pocket started ringing.

"Damn it." Lin Sihang cursed in a low voice, "What happened to the ghost grandchildren?"

"This is the ghost call set by Lin Sihang." Yan Zihan said with a smile, "If there is a case in the bureau, this is the ringtone."

Lin Sihang turned to the side to answer the phone, Cong Xiaoyi followed Yan Zihan to the store, Song Haozhe was checking with the waiter, the smell of grilled fish wafted from the tip of his nose, Cong Xiao felt his stomach was starting to cramp, he hadn't eaten all day It is a big temptation for him to taste these tastes.

"Hao Zhe!" Lin Sihang hurriedly chased up from behind, the relaxed expression just now was gone.

"What's wrong?" Song Haozhe asked.

Lin Sihang looked at Cong Xiaoyi and Yan Zihan, hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Han Yue called, Bai Jingguo committed suicide."

The author has something to say: I can only update one chapter today, and I will go to a part-time job in the afternoon, and I can continue to update after 12 o'clock in the evening. I should get up another chapter tomorrow, refill, okay?