Shen Jue looked at him, then moved his eyes lightly, loosened his hand, and placed it on the turning page of the book.
Igawa saw that he was too cold and thought that he could not do this, so he stood there dryly. He was regretting: Why did he say the words without deliberation in his brain?
My words seemed quite inappropriate. My tone was a little anxious when I spoke, and I felt like I wanted to do something to the young master.
The person who couldn't wait for Jingchuan to come over felt a little frustrated. He clutched the pages of the book tightly and asked, "If you don't come over here and rub it, are you planning to keep your words untrue?"
Igawa was stunned, then stepped forward with a wide grin: "Okay, okay."
The first day we got along was very harmonious. In order to prevent his thoughts from wandering, Igawa always inadvertently glanced at the books that the young master was reading. They were all in English, but the young master could read them effortlessly.
Ikawa snickered from time to time, feeling that the young master was too powerful.
"Go out..." Shen Jun's eyes were tired, so he stopped turning the pages, stretched his waist, leaned his neck on the chair, closed his eyes and continued: "Get some sunshine."
The young master's lips are well-lined, and the lips are light and a little moist. Last night, it was just like this lips that forced him to kiss himself, which made him lose consciousness again and again, unable to control himself...
"what's on your mind?"
I don't know when, the young master had opened his eyes, saw his rogue appearance, and asked aloud.
Jingchuan rubbed his face, shook his head violently, and then hugged Shen Jun and walked downstairs. While hugging him, he replied: "I didn't think about anything, I didn't think about anything..."
I like to say it twice, as if this will strengthen my confidence in what I say.
"I just don't want to tell me." Shen Jun gently leaned her face into his arms, clearly feeling the man's heart beating faster and faster.
Sure enough, Igawa quickly replied, "No."
"Then tell me?" Shen Jiu lazily raised his eyes and looked over, and saw the obvious red tips of Ikawa's ears.
Putting the young master gently where he was drinking afternoon tea, Igawa sorted out his words, "The weather is getting colder, and when I saw the young master's lips, it seemed like..."
Shen Jiji's eyes kept looking at him with great interest.
"It seems a little dry." Igawa quickly stopped talking and started the next topic, "I'm going to get the wheelchair..."
"Don't..." Shen Jiong just wanted to tease Jingchuan.
"Fifth brother." A joking voice appeared.
Shen Jui looked at his fourth brother, Shen Jia, warily. He was speechless when he looked at Igawa up and down, and then whistled like a gangster.
Frowning in disgust, Shen Jiu raised his hand, rubbed his eyebrows gently, and asked: "Fourth brother, aren't you busy with the store? How come you have the leisure to come to my place?"
"It's not that I'm worried. Fifth brother was not feeling well last night. How did he solve it?" Shen Jia spoke directly, probably because he was used to being bullied and became drunk.
The hand rubbing his brow paused, suppressing his anger in a drunken manner, causing his whole body to tremble slightly.
What a shameless idiot.
When Jingchuan came over with a wheelchair, Shen Ji saw Shen Jia again, looking as eager as he had not seen a man in eight hundred years.
Knowing that fourth brother Shen Jia is a famous homosexual, he keeps staring at the big tail behind him, so he must be interested in Jingchuan.
Shen Jiu spoke and opened the well: "Let's make tea."
"Oh..." Igawa was a little confused. How did the young master know that he also knew how to make tea? "Okay."
Turning around, Igawa smiled brightly. The tea he made for the young master for the first time must be very, very satisfying to the young master.