Xu Jing put his arm around Mo Zechuan's waist and asked, "How am I going to get home tomorrow morning?"
"Looking for Hou Ming." Mo Zechuan turned over and hugged him, mumbling, "What takeout? It's taken so long. I'm starving."
"Please be patient and take time."
Just as he was speaking, Cao Cao's takeaway arrived.
Xu Jing put on his clothes and went downstairs to get takeout.
"Brother Chuan, get up and eat."
Xu Jing unpacked the food, revealing a bowl of freshly cooked red bean porridge, a plate of vegetables, and a braised egg. Mo Zechuan took a look and scoffed, "You wouldn't feed pigs this coarse."
"It's not that the money is not enough, it's your body"
"I'm fine." Mo Zechuan took the chopsticks, took a few bites, and said expressionlessly: "It's not even sweet. Which store did you find?"
"Don't worry, they have a health license." To be honest, it's not that the food is bad and I can't eat it, it's just that my delicate stomach, which has been developed over a long period of time, can't adapt to it.
Xu Jing sighed and showed him the shop's name. Before he could taunt him, Xu Jing patted him on the back and said, "At this stage, this is all I can afford with my limited money. I'll provide you with more delicacies from land and sea in the future."
"Go away, who cares about your money?" Xu Jing put his arm around his shoulders and moved closer. "Then I'll feed you?"
"Okay." Mo Zechuan put down his chopsticks and leaned into his arms. "If the service is not good enough, I won't tip you."
Mo Zechuan is just like Rong Jiu, with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. All you need is a little patience and a little coaxing.
Mo Zechuan was still not satisfied after being fed a bowl of porridge. He even complained that the time was too short for him to be affectionate with Xiao Zhou. Just when he was about to put out his dirty hands to have a good exchange of experiences with him, Xiao Zhou ran away.
When he came back, he brought me a towel to wipe his mouth. His attentive care was perfect, almost worthy of being a top ten boyfriend.
"Don't bother. I'll go take a shower later. Then what?" Mo Zechuan pointed at him and said, "You sleep with me."
"Goodbye, you sleep alone." Mo Zechuan's face fell on the spot, and he lost all interest.
Xu Jing took a look and found it amusing. "You already have a cold, and you're trying to infect two people. I have a test tomorrow at 7 o'clock. If you have a cold, you can take it for me."
"Zhou Zhou, stay with me." Mo Zechuan approached without hesitation and kissed Xiao Zhou on the cheek. "Hey, please be quiet. Don't be like a completely different person just because you have a cold. You're being too enthusiastic."
"You don't like it?" Mo Zechuan glanced at him and put his hands around his neck. "Then I won't wash it. You'll stink to death."
"Just wipe your body briefly. Taking a shower will only make your recovery slower." Xu Jing had gained more strength from dancing these days, and he could lift a 1.85-meter-tall guy without even breathing hard.
He carried him directly to the bathroom and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so pretentious just because you have a cold. Wipe it yourself."
"Zhou Zhou." Mo Zechuan's eyes were filled with tears. Knowing that he was doing it on purpose, Xu Jing didn't indulge him. "Do it yourself. It's not like you're missing any limbs."
"You have to shower anyway, why not join us?"
Xu Jing raised an eyebrow and declined his invitation to a bath together. Especially since the villa's own bathroom was large, and he was a young man full of vigor and vitality. If anything went wrong, the patient, Mo Zechuan, would be the one to get hurt.
"Don't act like a spoiled brat." Xu Jing said, "I'm going to pick up the trash, so just be quiet."
When he came back after cleaning up, he found that the man was still in the bathroom. Xu Jing was still wondering if he had caught a cold and lost his mind when Mo Zechuan called out from inside. "Give me some clean clothes."
As a result, he became a full-time nanny, and voluntarily.
Xu Jing smiled and took a set of clean clothes, opened the bathroom door and was seduced into it.
Mo Zechuan touched his face and hurriedly undressed him.
It is indeed as seen in his video, practicing dance for two days is more effective than working out in the gym for a month.
Mo Zechuan had thought of something different, but as for what it was, that was up to each person to decide. Anyway, I couldn't write anything, not even a sip of soup in a clear text.
He thought about it for a long time and made a difficult decision. "Xiao Zhou, I..."
He hesitated to speak, which made Xu Jing understand. Speechless, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Brother, this is really not possible. Have you forgotten what state you are in?"
He doesn't want to bully a patient.
"What does it matter?" Mo Zechuan was probably a poor student in hygiene. He only cared about his own pleasure and didn't care about the pain at all.
"Zhou Zhou, love me." He hooked his arms around his neck and kissed his lips. "Hurry up, don't let me say you can't do it."
"no?"
This cheap method of provoking others works anywhere.
After Xu Jing put his clothes down, he felt around in the bathroom drawer and actually found something. "Brother Chuan, don't regret it."
"Come on." He was really anxious. He would not feel comfortable if he didn't do it.
I don’t know if Xiao Zhou finally had a change of heart, but the time interval between this time and the last time was not long, and the effect was indeed very different.
The last time was like stepping into the gates of hell, and he was in agony.
This time, he felt as if his soul and body had entered heaven. He felt unsteady and numb all over. Then, like a volcano erupting, bang bang bang, it made him feel heartbroken. He felt a little scared and a little expectant, and there was even a sense of lingering aftertaste in it.
He looked satisfied and wanted to smoke a cigarette to ease his excitement, but just as he was thinking about it, he was overwhelmed by the happiness and fell into a dazed and warm state.
This experience lasted for two hours, from the bathroom to the main room without stopping.
Afterwards, Xu Jing patiently cleaned his entire body, then wrapped him in a bath towel, held him, and placed him on the bed.
"Xiao Zhou." Mo Zechuan's blush hadn't faded yet, and he couldn't help but praise: "How did your skills improve so much all of a sudden?"
It was like dancing. He became an old hand in just two days. He felt so comfortable all over his body from being served by me.
Xu Jing found the medicine on the table next to the bedside table. He went back to the bed, pulled off the bath towel on the man, and applied the medicine to him.
Mo Zechuan was humming and was about to say something to ease the atmosphere, but he felt that the atmosphere was a little bit off. He couldn't say anything, and he didn't have the face to shout, so it was very awkward.
"Behave yourself." Xu Jing patiently applied the medicine to him, then took off the disposable gloves and threw them into the trash can, washed his hands and returned to bed.
Before turning off the lights, he saw that the peach blossom color on his face had spread to his neck. Xu Jing hooked his neck with a wicked smile, pulled him into his arms, and turned off the lights at the same time.
It was dark, and I could only see his shy look from the corner of my eye. "Brother Chuan, it turns out you're not an experienced driver."
"Go to hell." Mo Zechuan was a little dazed by the slap. When his mind was wandering, he was stimulated by his words, which made him want it again.
He grabbed Xiao Zhou's hand and kissed it, whispering, "Shall we do it again?"
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