Han Jun and Xiaofeng had dinner with the staff in the store to celebrate the New Year, and it was already eleven o'clock when they returned to their residence.
Han Jun brought dumplings and vegetables to celebrate the New Year. They were out of town again. Although they drank in the store, it was different from the past and they still needed to have a few drinks.
As he learned from his drinking experience last time, Han Jun didn’t dare to drink more this time, and he wasn’t blind. Everything was normal.
The two of them drank wine and watched the Spring Festival Gala while chatting in a lively manner.
"It won't be busy tomorrow morning. There are eight tables in total. You can go there a little later." Han Jun said, "I have arranged everything in the store. The waiters will go half way, and Chef Wang will make arrangements in the kitchen so that nothing will be delayed."
"Well, you can go later, I can go in the morning." Xiaofeng said, thinking of something, and said: "Why don't you go to Bai Jiaqi's house to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow? You go, I'll keep an eye on the store."
Han Jun said: "She said that day that she might not go."
Xiaofeng said firmly: "She will definitely call you tomorrow." Then she said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Don't pretend like that, she likes you, and her mother has already regarded you as her uncle. It's okay, I don't care.
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Han Jun blushed and defended: "What are you talking about? It's impossible. I just like you."
"Stop it now. It's the New Year today and I don't want to lose my temper." Xiaofeng warned.
Han Jun was obedient and stopped saying anything.
The air conditioner was on in the room, and Han Jun had already taken off his sweater and was only wearing a shirt. Xiaofeng also started to feel warm, so she got up and took off her sweater. When she turned up the sweater, the sweater brought the lower corners of the white shirt with it.
He raised it, revealing a touch of whiteness on his lower abdomen, which irritated Han Jun's eyes and made him unwilling to leave for a long time.
As Xiaofeng pulled the sweater over his head, Han Jun's eyes also moved and fell on the two towering peaks. The towering turbulence made him stare blankly and salivate.
Xiaofeng hung the sweater he took off on the hanger, and then used his hands to tug at the hem of the shirt. As soon as he turned around, he saw Han Jun's angry eyes moving away from his chest like a thief.
He glared.
"What are you looking at? If you don't learn well."
Han Jun said in a nonchalant manner: "It's so white, it's so big -"
"Are you white? Did you not see clearly? Do you need me to lift you up?"
As Xiaofeng spoke, she pretended to lift her shirt. Han Jun was so frightened that he quickly stopped him and said, "No, no, no, see clearly, see clearly."
"What? Did you see everything clearly?" Xiaofeng asked with wide eyes.
Han Jun knew that he had let something slip, so he hurriedly said: "No, no."
The pleasant episode added to the New Year atmosphere. Both of them were very happy and drank happily.
When the Spring Festival Gala ended, the two of them finished drinking. Xiaofeng went back to his room, and soon came back to get his sweater, and said "Happy New Year" to Han Jun, who was lying on his back on the bed.
Han Jun replied "Happy New Year", then stopped Xiaofeng who was about to leave, came to him and asked seriously: "Sister, you really don't like me?"
"Here we go again, let me tell you it's the Chinese New Year." Xiaofeng said.
"Don't tell me I'm having a bad year."
"What? Blackmailing someone?"
"Do you like me?"
"I like it. You are my brother. Can you not like it?" Xiaofeng answered while avoiding the subject.
Han Jun was still persistent, "You know that's not what I asked."
Xiaofeng looked around and asked: "Which one is not this? Which one do you like?"
Han Jun was anxious, but there was nothing he could do about Xiaofeng.
Xiaofeng said: "Sleep well, we have to go to my father-in-law's house tomorrow." After saying that, he turned around and left.
Han Jun suddenly got the courage and hugged her from behind.
Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment, her body tensed up, and she didn't move, letting him hold her.
After a minute, Han Jun still held him without letting go or making any next move, but his breathing became heavy and rapid.
Xiaofeng felt the excitement and nervousness of the big boy behind her. She was also a little nervous, so she closed her eyes slightly, exhaled slowly and took a long breath, then grabbed the hands that were folded in front of her belly and hugged her, without telling him to let go.
He opened it and didn't pull it open, but gently stroked it.
Her touch gave Han Jun courage, his arms tightened, his head rested on her ear, and the hot breath tickled her.
Xiaofeng was a little flustered for a moment, but quickly regained her composure and said to Han Jun: "Don't be like this, I don't like it."
Han Jun remained unmoved and silent, and began to kiss Xiaofeng's already pink earlobe.
Xiaofeng trembled, and then her tense body softened, and she leaned back involuntarily. Han Jun felt this change and was inspired. The kiss was no longer gentle and began to become heavier.
"Why--"
Xiaofeng let out a vague sigh, and then twisted her body to send a signal to turn around.
Han Jun felt happy and immediately relaxed his arms.
Xiaofeng turned around, looked up at Han Jun slightly, and said softly: "I know you like sister, and sister also likes you, but our likings are different. You have to have it, and this is the body that sister will give you.
There is nothing left, do you want it?"
Han Jun was stunned and speechless.
"Everything is a matter of mutual love. If you insist on it, my sister will give it to you, then we will only have sexual relations. From now on, you are you and I am me, and I will not treat you as my brother."
If you look at it, go back to the provincial capital directly, it has nothing to do with it." Xiaofeng said calmly.
"Why?" Han Jun asked unwillingly and painfully.
"Because I don't want to--it's good to have a brother like you, but I don't want to have trouble getting along with my brother and sister. My sister is a woman and she also wants a man, but we can't."
The Korean army felt very uncomfortable.
Xiaofeng still said calmly: "If you want me to still work here, don't think about anything. It's still the same as before. We, brother and sister, get along well and cooperate well. If you want me to leave, that's up to you."
, I can’t fuck you as a man as a woman, and I don’t want to put in the effort, so I’ll leave tomorrow.”
Han Jun gritted his teeth hard, the corners of his mouth tightened and twitched, then relaxed weakly.
"Don't leave------I'm not here anymore." He said in defeat.
"Hey, that's right." Xiaofeng reached out and touched his cheek, coaxing: "Be good, go to bed, and be energetic so that you can meet your father-in-law tomorrow."
Xiaofeng left, and Han Jun went back to bed dejectedly and lay down. He said unwillingly: Wait, sooner or later you will agree. He also regretted his lack of bravery just now and wanted to just put Xiaofeng on the bed and execute the Fa on the spot.
Okay, they say women should be honest in bed, why didn’t I dare?
The regret soon passed. He knew who Xiaofeng was, but he didn't dare to rely on his heart. If he really did it, the consequences would be serious. Judging from Xiaofeng's understatement, it was not necessary for her to castrate him.
But, I really like this woman, love this woman——
He now believes what is said in novels, movies and TV series, that love has no borders and no age. Wouldn't he just fall in love with a woman who is more than ten years older than him?
But this love seems to be fruitless. He only regards me as a younger brother, or a friend, or a colleague. If he continues to persist, goes further, or is a rogue and just takes over without caring, he may not even be able to become a colleague.
------
Why? He thought painfully, it felt very uncomfortable, and his heart ached.
Is it because I'm not good enough? Or is it true that I'm too young to suit her as she said? Or does she already have a man, or ------
People who are addicted to love tend to have random thoughts. The more they think about it, the more they realize that there are all kinds of possibilities, and the more uncomfortable and heartbroken they become.
Han Jun thought a lot, and always thought about the worst, so that he tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.
He sat up from the bed in annoyance, touched a cigarette in the dark, and lit one. Nicotine woke him up again, turning random thoughts into deep thinking, which made him even more painful.
He picked up the phone and pressed it. The phone screen lit up, and the time displayed on it was three o'clock in the morning.
Time reminded him that it was time to sleep, but he couldn't sleep, not even a trace of sleepiness.
He turned on the light, and the sudden light stung his eyes.
I found a bottle of beer, opened it, poured a full glass, drank it in one gulp, poured another glass, and drank it too.