After Jiang Junlin made the call, he turned around. Ji Xuan raised his head just in time. Jiang Junlin lay down and held his hand. "If your stomach doesn't hurt, let's go back to City A the day after tomorrow."
"Okay!" Ji Xun actually didn't feel much pain anymore. "The weather in Haicheng is really comfortable. Let's go on vacation when we have time."
Jiang Junlin touched his head, and when he lowered his head, he could see the mark on Ji Xun's collarbone in the bathrobe. Jiang Junlin's eyes dimmed, and he pulled up his collar, "Don't catch a cold."
Ji Xun, "..."
This is a bit of a cover-up.
The two of them were at the age where they were in their prime of life. Ji Xun hooked his palm and scratched it, "Brother, I want to..."
"You want to sleep, lie down!"
"Sleep can be a verb."
"It's just a noun." Jiang Junlin had a heart of stone and refused to bite such a long hook. "The old Chinese doctor wants you to be abstinent and eat green vegetables and white porridge for half a month."
Ji Xun felt aggrieved, "Then I don't want to suffocate myself to death?"
"Then suffocate it to death!" Jiang Junlin pulled the quilt to cover him.
Ji Xun was really in high spirits, "Brother, do you really not think about it at all?"
His hands were making mischief under the quilt, "Liar."
Jiang Junlin took a breath, gritted his teeth and opened his hand, "If you act like a monster again, I'll sleep next door."
Ji Xuan knew that he was telling the truth, so he buried it in his pillow, thinking to himself that this debt must be settled, and next time he would ask his brother to lay the groundwork for so long, and then reject him cruelly.
"Are you angry?" Jiang Junlin touched his face, "When you get better, brother, do whatever you want."
"Really?" Ji Xun's eyes lit up, "Don't regret it."
"What's there to regret about this?" Jiang Junlin chuckled. This was not a shameful thing. He originally liked Ji Xun to take the lead, but there was one thing he was very curious about and hadn't seen it for so many years. "Xiao Xun,
Are you a little..."
Looking at Ji Xuan's cute and docile face, he felt a little unable to ask the question.
"What?"
Jiang Junlin hesitated to speak, as if he was very troubled. Ji Xun had a bad feeling, "Brother?"
"Let's just chat casually."
Ji Xuan secretly thought that he had just heard Jiang Junlin and Gu Ziyu have a casual chat, which was actually to coax Gu Ziyu to express his innermost thoughts. This trick was used on him without changing.
"Okay, let's chat casually."
"Do you have some... special hobbies?" Jiang Junlin's ears felt a little hot.
Ji Xun's eyes were a little dodgey. He understood what he said instantly, but he saw through it. He was a little ashamed. Ji Xun never made any special request, and Jiang Junlin didn't notice it. But what happened this time was the same as the first time that year.
He couldn't blame Jiang Junlin for suddenly tasting something, because all his experience came from Ji Xun, and there was no way to compare it. He had relatively little experience, so he didn't notice it for so many years.
Jiang Junlin saw his eyes dodge and knew he had guessed correctly, "So, which one are you leaning towards?"
He wasn't sure about this. That time many years ago, he seemed to be the abuser, and this time he seemed to be the victim. Both times, Ji Xun was extremely excited, so Jiang Junlin was not sure.
"I don't want to talk about it." Ji Xuan pulled up the quilt and covered his face.
"Why?" Jiang Junlin asked gently, "This is a privacy between us, and no one else knows."
"Don't you think...it's weird?" Ji Xun asked uneasily.
"No, this is a very healthy adult game. I have no prejudice." Jiang Junlin's eyes showed no reluctance at all. Instead, he was curious, and he got to know Ji Xun better.
"I should be leaning towards S."
"Oh..." Jiang Junlin thought of his bad first experience, "No wonder!"
Ji Xun, "..."
Ji Xun even dodged it. This topic was very private. He had never dared to talk to Jiang Junlin, let alone make a request. Now that he did, he said, "Actually, when I imprisoned you, I wanted to try it."
Jiang Junlin thought of the props in the darkroom and became strangely silent.
"But you never asked for it."
"I don't dare!" Ji Xun said truthfully, "You are a noble son from a scholarly family, and you only know one posture. How can you play tricks? How dare I? I'm afraid you will think I am a monster."
