An hour later, the sun was no longer so strong. When the man woke up, he also overslept.
On days when I'm not intoxicated, half an hour is actually the longest lunch break, and today it was half an hour late.
Fortunately, he had nothing to do except hunting. Now that he was awake, the person in his arms had not yet woken up, so he could watch it.
Ji Junlang stretched out his hand and compared it. Shen Zui's skin was so white that Ji Junlang had the illusion that it was whiter than snow.
Drunk Bai is not a sick Bai, and every time he smiles, he is more full of life than anything else.
The drunken face is pressed against the pillow, with bits of flesh sticking out, which is particularly cute.
Ji Junlang pursed his lips, and an idea suddenly came to his mind: rub his face?
Rub your drunken face, just once, just rub it once. If you fall asleep, you won't wake up just because of a pinch. It probably won't...
Asking and answering questions is just an excuse to pinch Shen Xun's face.
Ji Junlang started and really kneaded it. It felt very good. He squeezed it again and again.
When he let go of his hand, he found that there was a red mark on Shen Jun's face, which was where he pinched just now.
Ji Junlang raised his eyebrows slightly, surprised: Is it so easy for drunken skin to leave marks?
This person also said that he tolerates pain and is really cute.
He gently stroked the red mark again and watched it turn from dark red to light red. Satisfied, Ji Junlang gently let go of the person in his arms.
But the man he let go of grunted and quickly held on to him, not wanting the man to leave.
Ji Junlang stopped moving, helpless and indulgent: "Shen drunk..."
The person lying on the couch did not move. Ji Junlang lowered his body and whispered again: "Drunken?"
In fact, Shen Jue had already woken up. The more Ji Junlang called him, the softer he became in the man's arms.
Ji Junlang continued: "I went hunting."
"Well..." Shen Jun lazily grabbed the hem of his clothes, and before his eyes fully opened, he said, "Kiss me."
It’s not that I don’t want the man to leave, but I want to leave something of the man behind. I’ve known him for a day or two, which is quite a long time, and my love for Ji Junlang has affected my sleep state, but I love him so much. You have to take some responsibility for this.
Ji Junlang blushed. The conservative man had never heard such straightforward words before, and he stuttered: "Just now, there seems to be something wrong with my ears."
It was for Shen Jun to get off the stairs, so that Shen Jun could forget the debauched remarks he had just made.
Shen Jieyi refused to listen and continued to tease Lao Gong's heart again: "Ji Junlang, kiss me."
The man's heart was hot and he was shocked, "What did you say?"
What excuse should I use to cover up what Shen Jun said this time... Ji Junlang racked his brains and thought.
Shen Jun didn't allow him any time, and loudly said: "Kiss me, what's wrong?"
Even if it is loud, it is soft and lazy, and I don't know whether it is angry or coquettish.
Ji Junlang held Shen Zui's wrist.
Compared with the man, Shen Jiu's hand was thin and white. As soon as the man took it, he took his hand away from the hem of his clothes.
Ji Junlang hurriedly packed his things and said, "I'm going hunting." His eyes were averting his eyes, as if he were avoiding a poisonous snake in the deep forest.
The man walked out of the door and stumbled for the first time after walking up the steps for many years.
Shen Jue stared at the man's back with amusement: He is still so shy and naive.