Chapter 31 "Make you comfortable every day."
Not satisfied with the sofa, the two returned to the big bed in the master bedroom.
At three o'clock in the night, the joy came to an end. The moon in the sky seemed to have had enough of peeping and quietly slipped into a thin layer of clouds.
Jiang Yao was extremely sleepy and was about to go back to his bedroom. As soon as he sat up, a naked arm grabbed his waist and dragged him back, and he was pushed back into the quilt face to face.
"Don't go back, just move in with me."
The breath and voice fell into his ears together, and a hand touched his back in a dignified manner.
He thought Duan Zhuxian wanted to do something to him again, so he kicked Duan Zhuxian twice in the quilt, then he realized that Duan Zhuxian was massaging his waist and back.
Quite comfortable.
Jiang Yao gradually stretched his limbs, squinted his eyes and enjoyed it for a while, deliberately teasing: "Your technique is not bad, Mr. Duan has studied massage?"
"I have more tricks. Stay and I will make you feel comfortable every day." In the darkness, Duan Zhuxian's voice was indescribably bewitching.
Jiang Yao: "..."
He just tried to interrupt on purpose, but he still couldn't escape.
The breath from the opposite side hit my cheek faintly, steady, hot, and patient, like a nocturnal animal hunting.
Although his night vision was very poor, in the darkness with only a small night light, Jiang Yao could still clearly feel that Duan Zhuxian was staring at him, waiting for his answer.
Jiang Yao had visited this master bedroom many times and used to do his work here.
The main reason is that the bed is big enough.
Moreover, he was too lazy to clean up the battlefield. After each round, there would either be a mess on the floor or the bed sheets would be in tatters. Just thinking about it gave me a headache. He would just pull up his pants and leave. It felt so good.
But he was inexplicably moved by Duan Zhuxian's proposal just now.
After hesitating for a while, Jiang Yao gave a compromise response: "Try living here first."
Duan Zhuxian asked, "Is there a probation period?"
Jiang Yao didn't even consider this question and casually gave a number: "A week."
Duan Zhuxian seemed to chuckle, breathing a little closer: "Looks like I have to hurry up and satisfy you."
Jiang Yao felt a heat in his ears, and he turned over with a bang, snatching most of the quilt and wrapping it around himself, muttering, "Go to sleep, don't disturb me."
Early the next morning, the two woke up one after the other.
In a daze, Jiang Yao moved his body and felt something pressing against his back. He opened his eyes instantly and woke up from his sleepiness.
"Awake?" Duan Zhuxian said from behind, his voice a little hoarse. "Eight o'clock, why don't you take a nap?"
How the hell can I take a nap when someone is pointing a gun at me?
Jiang Yao lifted half of the quilt, quickly jumped out of bed, and glanced at Duan Zhuxian's lower body: "Just sleep slowly."
If we can sleep together, I will take your last name.
After saying that, he turned and went to the bathroom.
*
After Duan Zhuxian got up, he didn't see Jiang Yao, so he followed the movement in the cloakroom next door and walked over.
In the cloakroom, Jiang Yao was walking slowly with his hands behind his back, looking around at the furnishings, like a leisurely fox inspecting his new territory.
The red highlight on the back of his head was clearly for a cool look, but now it swayed with the rhythm of his walking, looking adorable.
In Duan Zhuxian's impression, although Jiang Yao is not particular about details, he is not someone who will easily cross the line. Especially when facing him, he will usually take the initiative to draw a clear line.
Being able to appear in such a private place, it was obvious that she had accepted his invitation to sleep with her last night.
Duan Zhuxian raised the corner of his lips.
He increasingly felt that Jiang Yao's bottom line was not unshakable, but there was room for relaxation.
His strategy has always been "conservative" and "cautious", responding to ever-changing circumstances with the same approach. This approach has indeed ensured the stability of their relationship. At least, no matter how hostile Jiang Yao is to him, he has never completely pushed him out of his sight.
Ten years ago, when he first realized that he had special feelings for Jiang Yao, for a long time, he deliberately controlled the number of times he met Jiang Yao and increased the frequency of silence, for fear that the next word he would say would be "I like you".
Because Jiang Yao once clearly said that love would affect studies.
In order to stay rational, he consulted a lot of information, deconstructed his emotions into cold scientific principles one after another, and tried to calm himself down.
His thinking at the time was simple—even marriage has its seven-year itch, let alone the stirrings of puberty? After this period, it should gradually fade.
Later he realized that love is the most unreasonable thing in the world. It makes restrained people break their principles and makes rigorous people lose their logic.
There is no moment of automatic cooling. If there is no external influence, the debt will only accumulate endlessly until the debt is piled up and there is no possibility of withdrawal.
In the years that followed, he had no choice but to continue to maintain his original state and never let Jiang Yao see any flaws.
This long-term and familiar way of getting along is a comfort zone, but also a sea of fire.
But at this moment, he suddenly saw new possibilities.
In the cloakroom, Jiang Yao walked to the innermost end, where there stood a transparent watch cabinet. The watches inside were neatly displayed and categorized by purpose. It was originally solemn and boring, no different from the other furnishings in the room, but it immediately attracted Jiang Yao's attention——
In the center of the watch cabinet, there is a crystal ball. When you shake it, snow will fall inside. It is exactly the same crystal ball as the one in Duan Zhuxian’s WeChat avatar.
It is a somewhat inferior handicraft product, probably produced in a small commodity wholesale market. The glass has slightly yellowed due to age, and overflowing latex hangs on the ceramic base, which is out of tune with the valuable watches around it. However, it is placed on the highest round table, as if it is being worshipped by a group of famous watches.
Jiang Yao stared at him for a long time, then turned around thoughtfully. Duan Zhuxian, shirtless, was leaning against the doorway, looking at him. His eyes were soaked in the morning light and were indescribably meaningful.
I don't know what unclear things he is thinking about.
Ignoring the glaring marks on his muscles, Jiang Yao pointed at the crystal ball and asked, "Is this the same as your WeChat profile picture?"
Duan Zhuxian hummed and asked, "You don't remember?"
Jiang Yao paused. Should he remember?
It was related to his and Duan Zhuxian's shared experience, and Duan Zhuxian treasured it till this day...
Jiang Yao pondered for a moment and came up with only one answer: "Is this Chen Tang's?"
Duan Zhuxian's eyes darkened noticeably when he heard this.
Jiang Yao: "?"
I hope he didn't really guess it.
Duan Zhuxian walked straight in, found a set of home clothes to put on, and asked him what his plans were for the day. It was obvious that he didn't want to discuss the crystal ball with him in detail.
Fortunately, he didn't plan to ask any further questions.
For some reason, he didn't want to mention Chen Tang much recently.
*
Having just finished racing yesterday and had a minor accident, Jiang Yao plans to cultivate his character at home and accumulate some luck, and has no plans to go out.
Duan Zhuxian didn’t have any either.
Jiang Yao thought Duan Zhuxian would work from home as usual, but he didn't expect that he would "deal with him".
The house was big enough, and the two of them played a two-player orgy game for most of the day, like they were exploring a new map, going here and there.
In the evening, Duan Zhuxian suddenly received a small social engagement.
Jiang Yao, who had just finished a shower, wrapped himself in a towel and lay on the bed playing a shooting game with someone. He hugged his pillow and said casually, "You're still going out so late?"
Duan Zhuxian paused while tying his tie: "If you can't bear to leave me, I can also refuse."
Jiang Yao felt an inexplicable pain in his butt when he heard this. He poked his head out of the fierce gunfight and cursed, "Get out!"
Duan Zhuxian chuckled, glanced at Jiang Yao's red ears, and turned away.
Ten minutes later, the game was over and his teammate turned on the standby mode because he had to pee urgently. Jiang Yao temporarily took off his headphones and heard the sound of a car engine gradually fading away downstairs.
Soon, the surroundings fell into great silence.
The air molecules, which had been violently colliding between the two male hosts all day, now all became well-behaved.
Jiang Yao yawned and looked at the time. It was only eight o'clock.
He rubbed his face, feeling a little listless, but it was probably not because he was sleepy, but just a little bored.
It seems a little... lonely.
Grass!
Jiang Yao was shocked by the sudden thought.
He has a busy work schedule, many friends, and a wide range of hobbies, so he never has enough time.
What's more, he was playing a game in his hands.
What could he be lonely about?
Jiang Yao scratched his head, wishing he could delete this inappropriately used word from his vocabulary forever!
It must be because Duan Zhuxian's bedroom was too big, and the things were arranged too neatly, without any innovation or beauty. He was not used to living there, so as soon as Duan Zhuxian came back, he told Duan Zhuxian that he had changed his mind and wanted to move back to his own room.
Jiang Yao frowned and turned on the voice chat, asking his friend on the other end, "Did you fall into the pit while using the restroom? Let's play another round."
The friend said, “Here I come.”
After the gunshots rang out again, the empty silence dissipated a lot in an instant, but that inexplicable strange feeling still lingered in the air. Jiang Yao frowned and increased his shooting speed, and the gunshots became more frequent for a while.
A few minutes later, screams rang out from the other side: "Fuck, Lao Jiang, your operation is too powerful. You can knock out five special AKs with just a basic rifle. How did you do it? Teach me, teach me!"
Jiang Yao: "Just lie down behind me, why are you talking so much nonsense?"
My friend said happily: “Yes sir!”
Two hours later, after logging off from the game, Jiang Yao received a message from Chen Yiqi: "I ran into Duan Zhuxian at Jinwei Pavilion."
This was where Duan Zhuxian was entertaining tonight. It was a high-end club well-known to all businesspeople in Lingbei, and a favorite among middle-aged bosses. Before leaving, Duan Zhuxian told him that he was fulfilling his promise from yesterday and that he would report to him wherever he went.
Jiang Yao replied with an "Oh".
Chen Yiqi: "The people with him all ordered waiters to accompany them for drinks. They all have wives and children, but they still don't know how to restrain themselves. They are so arrogant."
Jiang Yao: "He ordered it too?"
Chen Yiqi: "No, he's quite aloof, noble, and cold. Some people tried to get close to him, but he rejected them."
Jiang Yao was speechless: "Then what exactly do you want to say?"
This time, Chen Yiqi did not reply immediately.
After a long time, he sent a message: "Nothing, I just thought your teeth are in good condition."
Jiang Yao felt more and more puzzled until Duan Zhuxian came back and saw two rows of bright teeth marks on the other's neck, which were red and purple.
Damn, this guy...does he even have any sense of shame? Where's the noble and elegant young man you promised him?
Jiang Yao's pupils trembled.
It was obviously Duan Zhuxian who was shameless, but he felt ashamed too.
Jiang Yao's face flushed. Without saying anything, he took out a piece of clothing from the closet and threw it at Duan Zhuxian: "Wear this to work tomorrow!"
Duan Zhuxian took the clothes away and saw that it was a turtleneck sweater.
He walked over with a smile, pushed Jiang Yao, who had a serious face, to sit on the chair, then half-squatted and buried his face in Jiang Yao's neck.
"Hey, I'm telling you something serious. Are you drunk?"
Jiang Yao rolled his eyes and was about to push Duan Zhuxian when he suddenly felt a soft and wet touch on his skin.
Duan Zhuxian held Jiang Yao's Adam's apple in his mouth, leaving behind a series of bites that made him tremble and his legs go weak.
Unable to suppress the moan in his throat, he was pushed completely into the armchair by Duan Zhuxian.
Duan Zhuxian inserted his fingers into the roots of his hair at the back of his head, tilted his head slightly, looked up at Jiang Yao from below, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay. Let's wear it together tomorrow."
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