Lin Chengbu didn't know if Yuan Wu's words had any other meaning. In short, in his current state, this sentence was "Young man, work hard".

As soon as this order came into his mind, it was as if the flood that had been building up for eighty years had finally burst the dam. .

What Lin Chengbu saw in his eyes, tasted in his mouth, smelled in his nose, and heard in his ears were all Yuan Wu.

At this moment, Yuan Wu's clothes and pants became very unsightly.

Lin Chengbu pulled up his clothes and wanted to take them off, but because he was still sitting on Yuan Wu's butt, Yuan Wu couldn't get up and cooperate, so he could only raise his arms.

The blood in his brain probably rushed to his lower abdomen, so Lin Chengbu didn't even bother to go up to find the reason why his clothes hadn't been ripped off for a long time, he just worked harder.

hiss-

"Fuck," Yuan Wu lay on the pillow, "bear stuff."

The clothes were torn all the way from the seam at the hem, and Lin Chengbu suddenly felt that he had found a very simple way to undress.

For a brain that has lost its blood, the energy consumption of IQ is too high to support it, and it chooses to collapse.

He grabbed Yuan Wu's clothes and waved his hand smartly.

The clothes were perfectly torn into two pieces, one was in his hand, and the other was still pressed under Yuan Wu.

"Is it okay to eat some brain fragments?" Yuan Wu looked back at him with his arms propped up.

Lin Chengbu didn't say a word, Yuan Wu turned his head in a very handsome pose, and many times he felt that Yuan Wu's profile was like an oil painting covered with sunlight.

He pressed forward suddenly, pulled Yuan Wu's face and kissed it.

This kiss was like an accelerator, making Lin Chengbu feel that he was a flaming fireball right now, and his whole body was scalding hot.

my passion! Like a fire!

Yuan Wu's body was already cooler than his body, and now the comparison shows that he is very bearish.

It's a little embarrassing.

Lin Chengbu actually didn't want to show too much excitement, after all, he was facing Yuan Wu, an old man who was ready to complain about him anytime, anywhere.

He hugged Yuan Wu tightly, trying to use Yuan Wu's cold skin to cool himself down to keep calm, but he failed. After a kiss, Yuan Wu's body was already warmed by him.

...a sweet, warm baby.

At this point, he couldn't keep his composure and simply chose to give up.

Reaching down and grabbing Yuan Wu's pants, he pulled it up and down.

"Are you going to help me take it off or put it on?" Yuan Wu gasped and asked.

"Take off yourself!" Lin Chengbu lowered his head and took a bite on his shoulder.

Seeing Yuan Wu's eyebrows twitched, he suddenly felt a burst of excitement, so he lowered his head and took another bite.

Yuan Wu slapped him on the arm: "Dog thing."

"Wang," Lin Chengbu buried his face in his shoulder and rubbed it, "Wow, wang, wang..."

When he was done, he jumped up and quickly tossed his pants, then jumped to the bedside table, opened the drawer, took something out, and finally jumped back on the bed.

A series of movements, flowing like clouds and flowing water, in one go, he had already rushed back to Yuan Wu, who had not had time to turn over.

"What are you doing with this?" Yuan Wu was stunned when he saw the thing in his hand, "You are crazy."

"What do you think?" Lin Chengbu grabbed his wrist, quickly cuffed one handcuff, then went around the iron railing at the head of the bed and handcuffed his other hand.

"Xiaohua," Yuan Wu looked at his hands that were handcuffed out, and hooked the corners of his mouth, "Don't play tricks when you're not skilled in business..."

"I didn't want to play tricks," Lin Chengbu leaned into his ear, "I'm mainly afraid of your resistance."

"You want to fuck me, don't you?" Yuan Wu narrowed his eyes.

"Yeah." Lin Chengbu's breathing suddenly became heavier when he heard this.

...

...

Lin Chengbu felt that he had always been in good health. When he was in school, he played and ran every day. He also went to the gym after work. Moreover, being a cook is a job that relies on physical strength.

But today may be the beginning of recovery from a serious illness, or it may be overexcited.

Several minutes passed, and he still hugged Yuan Wu and couldn't stop panting.

Fortunately, although Yuan Wu's breathing was not as heavy as his, he still hadn't regained his composure, and the two of them could be heard panting one after the other in the room.

After a while, Yuan Wu raised his calf and smashed his leg with his heel: "Do you have a fever?"

"No." Lin Chengbu hugged him and put his face on his back.

"It's hot," Yuan Wu said, "the sweat made you burn out."

"I'm already sweating," Lin Chengbu said on his back, "Is it possible to do this without sweating?"

"Let me take a breath," Yuan Wu twisted, and the handcuffs that had not been untied were ringing on the iron railing.

"Oh." Lin Chengbu responded, and it took almost a minute before he slipped off Yuan Wu's body, but his arms were still hunched over him.

"Negotiate something." Yuan Wu said.

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu raised his head.

Yuan Wu moved his hands, pulled the handcuffs and said, "It can be opened."

"Oh, forgot," Lin Chengbu hurriedly sat up, "I'll take the key."

After rummaging in the drawer of the bedside table for a long time, Lin Cheng stood still, staring at the drawer without making a sound.

"Don't tell me I can't find the key." Yuan Wu lay on his side on the bed, looking at him with his arms raised.

"I..." Lin Chengbu glanced at him quickly, then lowered his head and rummaged in the drawer for a while, "I've always kept the keys and handcuffs together, why..."

"I really can't find it?" Yuan Wu was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Oh shit."

"Don't worry," Lin Chengbu rushed over and kissed him on the face, then quickly squatted back in front of the bedside table and turned over, "The key must be at home."

"I'm not in a hurry," Yuan Wu said, before the smile on Lin Chengbu's face was fully revealed, he said again, "I'm just in a hurry to urinate."

"Hey, hey, I'm looking for it." Lin Chengbu hurriedly flipped through.

"Ah..." Yuan Wu turned over and put his hands on the top of his head, feeling a little twisted, looked up and saw that the chain of handcuffs had already been twisted twice, so he had to turn back and turn twice, " A man choked to death by urine..."

"How come?" Lin Chengbu glanced at him and hesitated, "How about I get you a basin?"

"Go away," Yuan Wu said, "I tell you, I really can't hold back and just urinate."

"Don't, don't," Lin Chengbu stood up and turned around the room to find the key, "The sheets and mattresses are easy to say, how can I wash the mattress when it urinates?"

Yuan Wu squinted his eyes, watched him bend down and walk around, and smiled: "Do you have a tattoo on your butt?"

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu went back and touched his butt, "Is this?"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu responded.

"Wen Gegui has a scar on his body," Lin Chengbu continued to look for the keys on the ground, "Didn't I learn auto repair when I was in school, tools were thrown all over the place, I didn't pay attention when I sat on the board, he There is a vertebra in the seam of the mother board..."

Yuan Wu stared at his fart and couldn't stop laughing.

"What's so funny!" Lin Chengbu grabbed his underwear and put it on.

"Hey, I have to go to the toilet," Yuan Wu said with a smile, "I can't wait anymore."

"Wait," Lin Chengbu thought for a while, jumped on the bed, and twisted the iron railing, "I remember... this pole can be taken off."

"Hurry up." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu grabbed the pole and moved it back and forth a few times. The pole was lifted up, and the bottom end came out of the bayonet. He grabbed the pole and pulled it down, and the iron pole was taken off: "First... Just go."

Yuan Wu sighed and jumped out of bed: "Thank you for not handcuffing me behind my back."

After using the toilet and returning to the bedroom, Yuan Wu saw Lin Chengbu lying on the ground with one arm stretched under the bed.

"Where are the keys?" he asked in surprise.

"No," Lin Chengbu's face was pressed against the foot of the bed, "I took the key out when I might have picked up the handcuffs, and it fell down... Okay, I got it."

Yuan Wu raised his leg and stepped on his butt twice: "It's quite elastic."

"Hey!" Lin Chengbu got up, holding the key in his hand, "I won't open it for you."

"Whatever." Yuan Wu lay down on the bed.

Lin Chengbu glanced at him, leaned in and touched a few, then pulled his handcuffs and opened the handcuffs: "Are you taking a shower?"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu yawned.

"Mandarin duck bath?" Lin Chengbu asked again.

Yuan Wu glanced at him without saying a word, got up, opened the cabinet door, took out his clothes, and looked back at the clothes that were torn in half and thrown on the bed: "You won't tear up my towel in a while."

"That's what I said." Lin Chengbu felt a little embarrassed.

This mandarin duck bath was not very romantic. One was because the wave was just over, and the other was because Lin Cheng sneezed four times when he stepped into the bathroom, and was almost thrown out by Yuan Wu.

"Don't waver," Yuan Wu grabbed the shampoo bottle and squeezed a lump on his head, "Hurry up and go out and get dressed."

"Hey." Lin Chengbu raised his hand and grabbed it on his head, a little depressed.

"I'll really feel guilty if I catch a cold and have a fever again." Yuan Wu said.

"I'm telling you about Yuan Wu," Lin Chengbu scratched his head while rubbing against Yuan Wu's back, "You can always attribute this kind of thing to 'he's too much', I did it myself, why do you feel guilty. "

"It's very comforting," Yuan Wu pushed him under the nozzle, "Hurry up and rush."

After taking a shower, Lin Chengbu blew his hair indiscriminately, and when it was almost dry, he ignored it and lay down on the bed.

Yuan Wu blew his hair slowly for a long time, and he sighed: "Why are you so dawdling?"

"What are you anxious about?" Yuan Wu glanced under him, "Are you getting up again?"

Lin Chengbu opened his mouth and did not speak.

Yuan Wu put down the blow dryer: "It doesn't matter if you get up."

"Next time... do you want me?" Lin Chengbu cleared his throat and asked a little embarrassedly.

"It depends on your mood." Yuan Wu turned off the lights in the bedroom and lay down on the bed.

As soon as he lay down, Lin Chengbu rolled over and hugged him, and fixed him with his legs: "Hey."

"I hit someone." Yuan Wu said.

Lin Chengbu moved one leg: "Yuanwu."

"Huh?" Yuan Wu pulled the pillow.

"That...that's it...that's it, what am I...that..." Lin Chengbu ate for a long time without saying anything neatly, and finally gritted his teeth, "Are you comfortable just now?"

"Ah." Yuan Wu was stunned for a while, then started laughing.

Lin Chengbu's hand on his stomach went up and down and couldn't stop, and he suddenly felt that it was fortunate that he had turned off the light. .

"It's pretty good," Yuan Wu smiled and clapped his hand, "It's pretty good."

"No," Lin Chengbu clicked his tongue, "what's your tone?"

"Then what tone should I use?" Yuan Wu was still laughing.

"Can you think about my feelings?" Lin Chengbu slapped him on the stomach, "Can you be serious!"

Yuan Wu suddenly stopped laughing and stopped.

Lin Chengbu was startled, and subconsciously wanted to step back, feeling that Yuan Wu's slap would come in the next second.

"Comfortable," Yuan Wu turned his face and said as if blowing in his ear, "Comfortable."

This kind of whisper with air flow immediately caused Lin Chengbu's body to convulse with pleasure, and he almost hummed.

"Is that what you want to say?" Yuan Wu asked.

"...Forget it," Lin Chengbu turned over, put one arm and one leg on Yuan Wu's body, and buried his face in the pillow, "My face is almost on fire now."

Yuan Wu touched his face, paused and touched his forehead again: "Damn, don't you have a fever?"

"Huh?" Lin Chengbu also touched his forehead, "Don't you feel cold if you have a fever? I'm not cold, I'm steaming hot."

"Is there a thermometer?" Yuan Wu sat up.

"No," Lin Chengbu was stunned, "I really don't have a fever."

"Thermometer." Yuan Wu turned on the bedroom light.

Lin Chengbu had to get up and go to the small medicine box to turn over the thermometer.

"38 degrees 1," Yuan Wu stared at the thermometer, "Go to the hospital."

"Ah?" Lin Chengbu was shocked, "Did I measure it wrong? I'll re-measure it again."

Yuan Wu returned the thermometer to him, and he took it and shook it a few times to make sure that the mercury column could no longer shrink, and then he clamped it again.

Ten minutes later, Yuan Wu took away the thermometer and looked at the light again: "38 degrees 1."

"No," Lin Chengbu took the thermometer and confirmed it once, "Why am I, am I so weak that I have a fever when I have sex?"

"You had a fever before you had this love," Yuan Wu sighed, "I felt your hands were hot when you squeezed my back... Go to the hospital?"

"...Don't go!" Lin Chengbu threw the thermometer aside and lay down on the bed, "Fuck! Don't go!"

It's just shameless, even if the disease is just right, or the disease is not good, it won't cause a fever when excited!

Shame!

What a shame!

Lin Chengbu felt that he was the most embarrassing time since he was a child, except for the time when Yuan Wu was handcuffed to the car and had to hang on the ground and use his foot to pull the key over to unlock it.

So youthful, so wild, so handsome, so caring, so great, such a cook, he actually has a fever!

"Anywhere else uncomfortable?" Yuan Wu looked at him.

"It's not 'where else', it's just 'there's nowhere' to be uncomfortable," Lin Chengbu stubbornly leaned on the bed, "I feel completely comfortable, every pore holds a sign with a word on it, cool! "

"Really?" Yuan Wu asked.

"Cool!" Lin Chengbu shouted, "Don't go to the hospital! Sleep!"

Yuan Wu found a bottle of aspirin from the medicine cabinet: "Then take this tablet? I used to take this when I had a headache and fever."

"Well." Lin Chengbu took the tablet and put it in his mouth, grabbed the cup by the bed and took two sips of water.

"If you still have a fever tomorrow morning, should you go to the hospital?" Yuan Wu said.

"Okay." Lin Chengbu nodded.

Yuan Wu put the medicine box back and entered the bedroom with an unlit cigarette in his mouth, ready to go to the balcony.

"Give me one." Lin Chengbu sat up.

"Think beautiful." Yuan Wu opened the balcony door and walked out.

"Uncle Yuan Wu," Lin Chengbu opened the window and propped his arm against the sill, "I'll just smoke one, and I'm all cured."

"It's a fever." Yuan Wu lit his cigarette and sat on the floor of the balcony against the wall.

"Isn't it worse for me to smoke second-hand smoke?" Lin Chengbu looked at him.

Yuan Wu didn't say anything, just put the cigarette out in the small flower pot next to him.

"...Aren't you addicted to smoking?" Lin Chengbu sighed.

"It's a big deal. It's good to have an autumn without cooling for three days." Yuan Wu said.

"What a mess," Lin Chengbu pushed open the door and walked to the balcony, sitting side by side with him, "Is this balcony nice?"

"Yeah." Yuan Wu nodded.

Lin Chengbu's balcony is made of iron railings. It has been made into a sun room, and the permeability is very good. Sitting on the balcony is similar to sitting on the roof.

Eyes full of stars or flickering lights.

"You..." Lin Chengbu turned to look at Yuan Wu, hesitated for a long time before whispering, "Is it uncomfortable to sit like this?"

"It's not uncomfortable," Yuan Wu took out another cigarette and lit it, "and I'm sitting on my side now."

"...Oh," Lin Chengbu turned his head a little embarrassedly, "You just pinch and smoke again?"

Yuan Wu took another cigarette and handed it to him: "You only have this one."

Lin Chengbu lit a cigarette and held it in his mouth, then pointed to the distance: "Look, that direction over there is your home."

"Where?" Yuan Wu looked.

"I can't see it, I just told you to go in that direction." Lin Chengbu said.

"Well," Yuan Wu took a breath, "what's the matter."

"I used to look over there when I couldn't sleep at night," Lin Chengbu said, "I was thinking, what are you doing..."

"I'm usually sleeping." Yuan Wu glanced at him.

"After you were in Shenqiao, I felt it was very difficult to think about it," Lin Chengbu sighed, "It's too damn far away, and my thoughts are almost out of reach."

"Actually, the place at Shenqiao is not bad," Yuan Wu smiled, "It's very quiet, and there's no one there at the old wharf."

"Speaking of the old wharf," Lin Chengbu hesitated for a while, "Do you... want to go back?"

"Huh?" Yuan Wu turned his head.

"That's right, I haven't told you, I'm afraid you haven't recovered yet," Lin Chengbu whispered, "When I went to pack your things, I cried so much that I was so sad, I said you were on a business trip, and I will go on a business trip in the future. I will go back to see him..."

Yuan Wu did not speak.

"Then he said that he had planted flowers for you to see," Lin Chengbu said, "the flowers are all gone by now."

Yuan Wu was silent for a while, and looked into the distance: "Then let's go to fall... Now it's almost winter."

"Just us?" Lin Chengbu asked.

"Who else do you want to call?" Yuan Wu said.

"No no no no I don't want to call anyone," Lin Chengbu said with a smile, "Take it as a date."