Chapter 20 - , crow's feet

When she got home, Wang Jin put the things bought in the supermarket into the refrigerator.

There were only a few solitary apples in the empty refrigerator, but they were quickly squeezed aside by the newly bought milk, eggs and bread.

Wang Jin put things away and closed the door. Seeing Yanrong watching from behind, he smiled and said, “Breakfast for the next two days should be enough.”

Yan Rong was stunned and said, “Enough.”

When he used to live here, he found that Wang Jin never entered the kitchen and did not eat three meals at home. Later, he was hospitalized because of appendicitis. If the hospital is home”, it is estimated that he is used to solving the problem of eating in the hospital restaurant, which is only a ten-minute drive from the hospital.

Just now Wang Jin bought these things for breakfast at the supermarket. Is it because he came?

It is a lie to say that it is not unexpected. He lived here for seven or eight days before the Spring Festival, and he has never received such treatment.

Wang Jin washed the box of strawberries and put them in the fruit bowl, and handed it to Yanrong first, and Yanrong took one and put it in his mouth.

Wang Jin said: “Sweet?”

Yan Rong nodded and said, “Sweet.”

Wang Jin smiled, took one, and said, “It’s sweet.”

He put the strawberry aside, stretched out his hand, went around Yan Rong’s waist, hugged his buttocks, and let him sit on the dining table with his feet in the air.

Yan Rong became nervous and said, “Do you want to be here?”

Wang Jin got closer and said with a smile, “You eat strawberries.”

Yan Rong didn’t know how he was going to play, and sat there at a loss.

Wang Jin fed him a strawberry, and he bit it subconsciously.

Wang Jin slowly unbuttoned his coat, only two of them were unbuttoned, then stopped when the snow-white neck was exposed, and fed the strawberry into his mouth, and then leaned over to his neck while sucking kisses.

There is a little pain and a little numbness, and the sweet juice of strawberries flows between the lips and teeth.

Wang Jin teased his sensitive parts with his fingers through the clothes, felt his trembling, slowly put his lips to his ear, and said softly: “You are sweet too.”

After playing, Yan Rong ate a dozen strawberries, because he couldn’t control it gradually, the strawberry juice flowed down from the corner of his mouth, staining his uniform, the dark coat was fine, inside The white shirt was dyed pink.

Wang Jin took off all his clothes, afraid that he would catch a cold, wrapped him with an air-conditioning blanket, and carried him upstairs to his room.

After a month, the two are united again.

Maybe the interval was too long, maybe the foreplay was too sensational, Yan Rong’s body sensitivity is scary, Wang Jin just touched it a few times, and he tightened his body, unexpectedly It was so high.

Wang Jin was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he stopped temporarily, held him in his arms, patted his back lightly, and asked, “Why so fast? I haven’t **** for a while. Pass?”

When Yan Rong heard this word for the first time, the students would use masturbation or jerking instead. The Chinese teacher never taught it. He knew what it meant after a little thought. He felt a little ashamed and whispered, “No, I don’t like that.”

Wang Jin chuckled and said, “Just like this?”

Yan Rong was even more shy, refused to open her wet eyes, and said, “I don’t like it either.”

Wang Jin smiled, kissed his eyes, and said, “Our Yanrong is so cute.”

The tips of Yan Rong’s ears also turned red.

Wang Jin was not in a hurry to continue, and whispered sweet and intimate words in his ear.

The two were lingering, not knowing what to do, when the phone on the bedside rang.

Wang Jin took it over and looked at it, frowned, and said, “Your dad.”

Yan Rong lay quietly on the pillow, thinking, which one?

Wang Jin answered the phone, opened his mouth and said, “I received your son, and I have gone home.”

Yan Rong opened her eyes, it was Liang Xi.

Wang Jin and Liang Xi are very familiar, and the tone of speech sounds different from others, saying: “I have taken him to dinner…now at home…what can you do?”

Yan Rong slowly got up and sat by the bed with her back to Wang Jin, looking out the window.

He just found out that he didn’t even draw the curtains, so he did it. He went over and drew the curtains up.

Wang Jin looked at him and said, “Nothing else… I don’t rest on weekends, so I’ll be back at night… I won’t forget to check his homework… OK, get together when you have time.”

Yan Rong heard that he was finished and turned around and said, “Is it Brother Liang Xi?”

Wang Jin threw the phone on the bedside and made a thud. He said, “It’s him. I asked you if you have eaten, because I’m afraid you won’t do your homework well.”

Yan Rong lowered his head and said, “Probably Brother Bo Tu asked him.”

He stood naked by the bed, the red tide of **** on his body had not faded.

Wang Jin said: “Come here.”

He raised his head and saw that Wang Jin was still standing tall, so he bent his legs and knelt on the edge of the bed and climbed on the bed again.

Before he lay down, Wang Jin stretched out his fingers, poked his belly, and said, “This can still be seen.”

Wang Jin touched it a few times.

Yan Rong said: “Will there be scars?”

Wang Jin looked up at him and said, “Are you afraid of scars?”

Yan Rong was a little afraid of scars on her body, and said stubbornly: “I’m not afraid, I’m a man.”

Wang Jin smiled and said, “This kind of small wound usually does not leave a scar, don’t worry.”

Yan Rong said: “I’m not worried.”

Wang Jin asked: “Are you afraid that the person you like will not like it?”

Yan Rong was stunned, not expecting Wang Jin to ask this.

What does he like about Liang Xi? Liang Xi ignored him all day long.

Wang Jin was really curious and said, “You told me before that you have someone you like.”

Yan Rong: “… um.”

Wang Jin said: “What kind of person is he?”

Yan Rong looked at him strangely and said, “It’s not like you anyway.”

Wang Jin smiled: “What does that look like?”

Yan Rong sat down sideways and said, “He is very handsome.”

Wang Jin said: “What else?”

Yan Rong stared at the wall opposite the bed for a while before saying, “His eyes are only on his lover, loyal, passionate, and single-minded.”

Wang Jin’s lips moved, but she was unable to speak.

What Yan Rong likes is actually Liang Xi Aibotu’s appearance.

“What about you?” Yan Rong asked suddenly.

Wang Jin: “…Me?”

Yan Rong turned to look at him and said, “Where is the person you like?”

Wang Jin smiled and replied, “I don’t have anyone I like.”

Yan Rong said, “What about Mr. Jin?”

He remembered that the person who brought a suitcase to Wang Jin introduced himself and said that his surname was Jin.

The smile on Wang Jin’s face faded and he said, “I don’t like him anymore.”

Yan Rong grasped the point: “That’s what you liked before, right?”

Wang Jin smiled and said: “I’m not you, your ‘before’ may be yesterday, last week, last month, at the latest it is only last year and the year before, my ‘before’ , too ‘before’.”

Yan Rong didn’t understand, but he could see that Wang Jin was not too happy, and said, “Are you angry? I’m sorry, I won’t ask.”

Wang Jin said: “Not angry.”

Yan Rong insisted: “You have, when you smile for real, there will be a fold in your eyes, but not when you smile.”

He pointed to the corner of his eyes with a serious look.

Wang Jin was stunned for a moment, but couldn’t help laughing again, and coughed: “That’s a crow’s feet, I’m your uncle.”

Yan Rong said: “Crow’s feet are not like that. Are you not a big brother again?”

Wang Jin laughed and said, “Dang, your name is.”

Yan Rong refused to call, saying: “I don’t, I didn’t bet against you today.”

Wang Jin couldn’t stop laughing, and there was liquid shaking out from there.

Yan Rong’s expression was unbearable.

Wang Jin laughed enough, so he grabbed him, let him spread his legs and straddle his waist, and slowly entered.

This position is very hard, Yanrong can’t hold on for too long, Wang Jin won’t let him go, and when he can’t stand it, he is crying and calling his brother and his waist is so soft that he pushes him down.

After finishing, Yan Rong was lying on Wang Jin’s chest, her face was full of tears, her eyes were a little swollen, not sad, but happy.

Wang Jin touched his hair and ears, he looked up at Wang Jin, his watery blue eyes were full of tears, and the snow-white neck was dotted with red marks that were sucked out .

Wang Jin was shocked.

Yan Rong has everything he likes.