Chapter 85: Things in the Afternoon (Part 1)
The best times are actually those weekends when there are no schedules or work.
The two of them can stay at home all day, doing their own things without disturbing each other, yet their energy blends together.
The curtains in the living room were only half-open, and the beam of light slanted onto the wooden floor, allowing one to see tiny particles of dust floating slowly in the air.
Chu Yi was wearing a light gray home suit, barefoot on the soft carpet, and was slightly bent over, watering several pots of green plants on the balcony.
Behind him, Zhou Ai, wearing the same dark grey housecoat in a different shade, slumped like a large, lazy feline in a lazy chair by the balcony door. A black bucket hat covered his face, obscuring most of his handsome features, revealing only his smooth jawline and slightly upturned mouth.
He seemed to be dozing off, but in fact, his eyes from under the brim of his hat were accurately following the moving figure on the balcony through the gap.
When Chu Yi leaned over again to check the roots of a pot of mint, the hem of his shirt was inadvertently pulled up with the movement, revealing a fair and flexible waistline, and his skin glowed with a delicate and warm luster in the sunlight.
Almost at the same moment——
A hand with distinct joints and warm body temperature, like a hunter that has been waiting for a long time and is ready to strike, reached out from the direction of the chair quickly, accurately and steadily.
However, its "sneak attack" did not succeed.
“Bang!”
Chu Yi didn't even look back, but mercilessly slapped the back of the hand with ill intentions. The force was so strong that a light red mark was left in an instant.
Zhou Ai took a deep breath with a hiss, and suddenly retracted his hand. The hat on his face also slipped off, revealing his peach blossom eyes that were now full of "grievance" and "innocence".
He rubbed the back of his hand that was red from being slapped, and looked at Chu Yi's back with moist eyes, like a large dog that had been punished by its owner.
But the strange thing was that after being beaten, there was no regret in his eyes. Instead, he had a bright smile as if he had succeeded.
As if this slap was not a punishment, but some kind of tacit "permission" -
You see, I've already paid for my "offense," so now...
Before he could finish his thought, he suddenly stood up.
Zhou Ai stood up slightly, and relying on his body advantage, he stretched out his long arms and accurately embraced Chu Yi's slender waist, exerting a little force.
Chu Yi was caught off guard and lost his balance instantly. He was grabbed by the waist and fell backwards.
The expected pain of hitting the hard ground did not come, but instead he fell into a warm and strong embrace and sat steadily on Zhou Ai's legs.
"Zhou Ai!" Chu Yi calmed himself down, frowned and glared at him, but his ears uncontrollably turned a little red.
"Here I am, dear."
Zhou Ai smiled like a cat that had successfully stolen some meat. Her arms were like the strongest vines, tightly wrapping around his waist and locking him firmly in her arms.
Her chin rested affectionately on Chu Yi's thin shoulder, and she greedily breathed in the scent of disinfectant and green plants mixed on his body.
And the pair of hands that had just been beaten and did not know how to "repent" became even more violent at this moment. With a scorching temperature, they confidently and familiarly slipped into the hem of Chu Yi's home clothes again.
The warm and broad palm fits tightly against the delicate and slightly cool skin on the waist, and the fingertips with thin calluses even go a step further and caress the flexible waistline gently and ambiguously.
Chu Yi's body stiffened slightly and he tried to break free, but was held even tighter.
“Don’t move…”
Zhou Ai's voice lowered, carrying a hint of hoarseness and allure, and rang in her ears, "Be good, I'll hug you."
On this idle weekend afternoon, all the intimacy and indulgence became natural sweetness.
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After the two of them had some "fooling around", Chu Yi needed to deal with emails, and Zhou Ai was not idle either.
He occupied the couch, but he wasn't lying properly. He was lying on his side, slightly curled up, like a large dog looking for a source of heat.
His back was pressed against the outside of Chu Yi's thigh, and his head was resting unceremoniously on Chu Yi's knees - which he had raised a little with a pillow to form a perfect tilt angle.
He casually wore a loose black T-shirt with a slightly large neckline, revealing a distinct collarbone. One leg was casually stretched out, while the other was bent, the knee almost touching the back of the sofa.
Zhou Ai's attention was completely focused on the game console in his hand. The light from the screen reflected on his face, outlining his focused eyebrows. His fingers moved quickly on the keys, making crisp "click" sounds.
When encountering a tough BOSS, all the muscles in his body would tense slightly, and his head resting on Chu Yi's legs would unconsciously press down.
And when the danger is over, his body will instantly relax like a deflated ball, and he may even rub it comfortably to find a more comfortable position.
The thumb of his right hand flew over the direction keys and function keys, and apart from the necessary operations, the other fingers of his left hand would unconsciously grab a piece of fabric on Chu Yi's trouser leg.
When Chu Yi turned the pages of the book, his knees would vibrate slightly. Zhou Ai would adjust the position of his head slightly in this brief interruption, but his eyes never left the screen.
Chu Yi's empty left hand would sometimes fall down naturally, not to stroke, but to gently place the palm of his hand on his forehead, or use his fingers to push aside the messy hair on his forehead.
Every time this happened, the corners of Zhou Ai's tense mouth would curl upwards slightly, like a cat having its fur stroked.
Chu Yi had already flipped through most of the book on his lap. His eyes were on the words, but half of his mind was on the person who was resting his head on his legs.
He could clearly feel the changes in Zhou Ai's physical condition - as the game entered the final level, Zhou Ai's breathing became slightly rapid, and all the muscles in his body were mobilized, like a cheetah ready to pounce, even the fingers grabbing his trouser legs tightened unconsciously.
The light and shadow on the screen changed rapidly on his face, and there was an unprecedented concentration in his peach blossom eyes.
At this most critical moment, the boss's health bar is about to reach the bottom, and the dawn of victory is just around the corner.
Chu Yi's left hand, which had been empty and casually placed in Zhou Ai's hair, suddenly moved.
Without any warning, it slowly and completely covered Zhou Ai's eyes.
In an instant, Zhou Ai's world fell into warm darkness.
The line of sight was completely blocked, and even the light from the screen disappeared.
“!!!”
The game heard the sound of a character being hit, and the "Game Over" prompt sound.
Any player who is interrupted like this right before completing a level would probably jump up.
But Zhou Ai didn't.
His body then almost instinctively sank more relaxedly into Chu Yi's legs, as if the darkness was not a disturbance but another form of comfort.
He even uttered a vague, slightly aggrieved nasal sound at the right moment: "...Hmm?"
Chu Yi's palms were still covering his eyes. He could feel his long eyelashes trembling quickly under his palms for a few times, and then calming down.
Chu Yi could even imagine that at this moment Zhou Ai's covered eyes must be slightly wide open, with a bit of confusion and innocence.
"Little cutie..."
Zhou Ai's voice came from below, muffled and carrying a hint of accusation of being "bullied," but more of a kind of almost coquettish stickiness, "My clearance record... is gone."
Chu Yi said nothing, simply continuing to cover his eyes. His fingertips could feel the warm pulsation of his temples. Above him, where Zhou Ai couldn't see, he chuckled softly.
In fact, Chu Yi did it on purpose. If the record of this clearance is lost, Zhou Ai will use the same trick again next time and stick to him and continue fighting.
Um....
He really likes this.
After a brief silence, Zhou Ai suddenly seemed to understand something.
The corners of his uncovered mouth began to lift, and the aggrieved tone instantly disappeared, replaced by a sense of understanding and...expectation.
The free hand let go of the game console and accurately grabbed Chu Yi's wrist that was covering his eyes.
But he did not pull it open with force. He just held it gently, and his fingertips lightly scratched the sensitive skin on the inside of Chu Yi's wrist.
Then he raised his head, and although it was dark in front of his eyes, he "looked" accurately in the direction of Chu Yi, and spoke in a deliberately low, magnetic and seductive voice.
"My goodness, you interrupted my clearance record..."
He paused, his tone almost overflowing with laughter and hints, "This loss... do you need to compensate me with something else?"
His thumb began to gently stroke the inside of Chu Yi's wrist, with a silent urging and ambiguous request.
Chu Yi felt the touch on his wrist with a clear purpose, and the undisguised "blackmail" in his words, and the smile on his face deepened.
He knew that Zhou Ai would never really be angry about him interrupting her game. He was just taking this opportunity to confidently ask for kisses and hugs - these "benefits" that he never felt were enough.
Chu Yi didn't remove his hand immediately. Instead, he bent down slightly, and through the hand covering his eyes, he breathed warmly into Zhou Ai's ear and asked softly, his tone carrying the same indulgence and a hint of deliberate harassment:
"Oh? Then what compensation do you want?"
This statement was like an explicit permission.
Zhou Ai laughed softly, and with a little force on the hand that was holding Chu Yi's wrist, he pulled down the hand that was blocking his vision.
The moment he regained his sight, the first thing he met was Chu Yi's smiling, mischievous eyes.
There was no trace of regret in Zhou Ai's eyes for having his game interrupted, only a gleam of success and surging love.
He pushed himself up with his arms and sat up neatly. He did not take back the game console that announced "Game Over", but faced Chu Yi directly, held his face with both hands, and rubbed his cheek with his thumb lovingly.
"I want this."
As for the interrupted game?
Who still remembers it?
In front of the kiss of a lover, everything can be put aside temporarily.
After all, this is the most worthwhile "business" to invest in and enjoy on weekend afternoons.
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