Snow fell early this morning, and the door opened and the cold water poured in. Xiao Yan got up early, and the people hadn't had time to sweep, and the whole courtyard was clean and white without half a footprint.

Xiao Yan closed the door with his backhand, and while putting on his clothes, he sat on the bed with A Li in a daze, and said, "It's snowing, if you go out later, remember to grab a hand stove, I have something to do today, you can eat by yourself at noon, and I will come back for you in the afternoon. Buddha jumping over the wall with Drunk Incense Tower."

A Li's eyelids didn't move, he sat in a daze, and didn't react at all to Xiao Yan's words, until he heard the words "Buddha jumps over the wall", his long eyelashes lifted slightly, and his eyes floated in her direction.

The decorative ears of emotion can only hear the word "eat"!

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and turned into lemon essence on the spot.

She leaned over to support the bed board with her hands and brought her face to A Li. The tip of their noses were so close to each other. She blew at him and suggested frantically, "I'm also very delicious. Would you like to try it?"

She was too close, A Li leaned back while hugging the quilt, turned his head to look away, and said softly, "No."

"Buddha jumps over the wall." Xiao Yan meant something.

Ah Li slowly turned his head to look at her, with condemnation in his eyes, as if he blamed Xiao Yan for being mean and threatening him with this matter.

Xiao Yan pointed to his lips, his throat tightened, swallowing saliva, his eyes deep.

At this point, even if Xiao Yan could see the struggle and resistance in A Li's eyes, he still did not step back, but he was bound to get a bargain.

If he doesn't come, Xiao Yan won't come?

A Li's eyes were already looking elsewhere, Xiao Yan stared at the thin lips and asked softly, "What flavor of candy do you want to eat?"

sugar?

Deceiving Ah Li's gaze back, Xiao Yan immediately leaned over to kiss his lips, bit it lightly, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you like my taste?"

A Li took a deep breath, raised his hand to cover his mouth and stared at her.

Xiao Yan smiled, "Would you like to try it again?"

A Li's long eyelashes stirred up, seeing Xiao Yan's gesture and wanting to kiss him, he immediately buried his face in the bedclothes in front of him, revealing only half of his plain white neck.

Xiao Yan's heart became even more itchy, his fingers clenched tightly against the bedding, his whole body felt hot. She doesn't want to go out and do things at all now, she just wants to be him.

"Ali." She called in a hoarse voice, but Ali ignored her.

Don't push too hard.

Xiao Yan's knuckles tensed, and he took a deep breath to suppress the restlessness. When she got up, out of the corner of the eye, she caught a glimpse of A Li's ears, which were slightly flushed red.

Xiao Yan laughed, thinking that after so many days of feeding, finally got some results, and knew was shy.

When Xiao Yan was gone, A Li showed his eyes, pressed the tip of his nose against the quilt in front of him, and muttered, "Bastard."

After all, sharing the same bed and feeding for so many days, Ah Li was not as resistant to Xiao Yan's occasional touch as he was at first.

Xiao Yan proceeded step by step, thinking that if he kisses today, he might be able to kiss him tomorrow.

Xiao Yanguang felt hot all over when he thought about it, but he didn't feel that it was cold outside at all, and when he walked into the street, he felt a little warmer.

The Chen family is in the traditional tea business, but because of the death of the Chen family and his wife, many regular customers have turned to other places because they cannot trust 'Xiao Yan'. Today, the tea shop is facing a very embarrassing situation, unable to retain regular customers and attract new customers. .

In this situation, I am afraid that it will not last for a long time.

Xiao Yan went to the store to see it several times. Now the new tea in the warehouse has not accumulated to the old tea, and the store manager is so idle that he plays leaf cards with Xiao Er around the stove.

Usually the weather is good and there are no guests, not to mention it just snowed today.

Xiao Yan has checked that the location of the tea shop on the street is not too bad, but there are no new things to attract customers.

After thinking about business, Xiao Yan thought of A Li. He had already ordered Buddha Jumping Over the Wall at Zuixianxiang Building, and it would be delivered in the afternoon.

She won't go back to eat today, and she doesn't know what Ah Li is eating.

Just as he was thinking, news about A Li came.

"Patriarch, the lord fell!" The servants in the house came to look for Xiao Yan, and Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment before he could hear what he said.

"Why did you fall?" Xiao Yan's heart tightened, and he strode into the house while asking the servants behind him.

It's snowing and the road is slippery today, making it inconvenient to drive, so Xiao Yan came here on foot.

She had long legs and big strides, and she threw a large chunk of the opponent. Only the panting voice behind her came along the cold wind, "In order to pick up the hand stove."

A Li was sitting in a daze at the door holding the stove as usual. When he got up, he forgot that he was still holding something in his arms. The stove fell and rolled down the steps from his feet.

A Li was thinking about the stove, so he chased after him subconsciously, but he fell to the ground when his feet slipped.

His painful mouth turned pale, but he stubbornly stretched out his hand and pulled the stove not far away and hugged it tightly in his arms.

When Xiao Yan left, he said, remember to hold a hand stove when you go out.

Xiao Yan only twitched in distress. When he returned to the house, the servant had already invited the doctor to come, but he couldn't get close.

A Li hugged his knees and sat on the bed curled up, in a posture of deputy alert.

The doctor has watched him grow up. He knows his situation best and understands that he can't be forced at this time, especially Ah Li's leg is injured.

Men's legs have always been shown only to those closest to them.

The doctor's face was full of sadness, thinking about not smashing his bones, he looked at the little waiter next to him, "Go and coax him softly, and let him show you where the injury is."

After all, it was the little waiter who served him personally, and they were all men. It was more appropriate for him to coax than the doctor.

The little waiter hesitated, looked reluctant, and muttered, "Young master doesn't like us touching him, and he has already sent someone to invite the head of the family to come back."

This is what Xiao Yan heard when he entered the door, and his already sullen face was even more gloomy, "Since everything is up to me, what are you doing in the house?"

The little waiter shivered in fright, and his face instantly turned pale.

Passing over the doctor, Xiao Yan directly lifted his clothes and sat on the bunk bed, looking at the man whose face was buried in his arms, he called softly, "Ali?"

Xiao Yan's eyes fell on A Li's clothes that had been rubbed against the soil. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the hand stove next to him. He raised his hand to touch his head in distress, "Little idiot."

The hand stove is not as important as him.

Ah Li shrank his shoulders, listening to Xiao Yan scolding him, he could not help but slightly tilt his head to hide from her hand, feeling inexplicably wronged in his heart.

"Where's the injury?" Xiao Yan got up and dropped the two thick curtains on the bunk bed, blocking the view of everyone in the room, and reached out to grab Ah Li's ankle to examine the injury.

He resisted shrinking his legs and ducking back, Xiao Yan's strength was not too big or too small, just not hurting him and making him unable to break free.

The ankle is nowhere near as sensitive. A Li's body was tense, and even his toes curled up in resistance. He was rarely touched, and his body instinctively did not adapt.

Xiao Yanxin said that he wanted to have physical contact with him every day. He thought he would start from the top down, but he didn't think that he would send a foot first.

I heard that the ancient Dengtuzi liked to touch the ankle of the young man, and the palm of his hand went up along the calf, ... and then the two of them would be able to achieve a lot of sex.

Xiao Yan's face was serious, and just touching A Li's ankle in his mind, he had already driven the car out of Chen's house, and soared onto the road.

Xiao Yan took off Ah Li's socks, rolled up his trousers to reveal half of his fair calf, and pressed gently, "Does it hurt?"

There were bruises on the calf, but it didn't look like the bones were hurt. Xiao Yan rolled up his trousers and touched his knees. A Li immediately shivered, and instinctively curled his legs back.

The skin on the knee was rubbed, and there was a faint blood oozing out, and the pain was burning.

It seemed that it was just a skin injury, not a bone.

Xiao Yan pulled up the quilt and covered A Li's legs over him, opened the thick cloth curtain and spoke to the doctor. Then came in with a bottle of bruise medicine, dipped it with cotton and gently rubbed it on Ah Li's knee.

Xiao Yan held his leg and took two breaths before rubbing the medicine on it.

A Li raised his eyes to look at her, Xiao Yan's eyes were gentle and serious, and his expression was focused, as if he was dealing with a precious and fragile baby, with extra care.

He hasn't been hurt in a long time.

A Li's chest was stuffy and painful, and he felt a sudden grievance and rampage in his heart. His fingers clenched the bedding under his body, the tip of his nose was panting, and his eyes were hot.

The irritating potion was rubbed on the wound, and even if Xiao Yan's movements were gentle, it still hurt badly.

A Li's lips turned pale and he breathed heavily, with fine sweat oozing from his forehead. He couldn't help but whispered with a small vibrato, "It hurts."

This little soft sound!

Xiao Yan's hand trembled, and his breathing suddenly became chaotic...

Xiao Yan lowered his head and gave A Li a blow, holding his bent thumb and stroking his skin, comforting, "It'll be ready soon."

A Li was quiet for a moment, seeing Xiao Yan patiently coaxing him, his nose twitched, he couldn't help crying and said tentatively, "It still hurts."

Xiao Yan blinked his eyes. Is A Li acting like a spoiled brat with her?

"Then hug? Maybe hug won't hurt." Xiao Yan tentatively reached out to hug him, Ah Li lowered his head and lowered his eyes, although he didn't adapt, he didn't hide his head.

In addition to the kiss in the morning, the two of them usually have a simple relationship between feeding and being fed, and only occasionally touch their hands.

Xiao Yan immediately hugged the person without hesitation, and his excited fingertips trembled.

——Just hug, but as for!

Xiao Yan spit on his own worthlessness, while laughing in disbelief, thinking that this was A Li's initiative.

This is not just a hug, but a milestone-like progress in the relationship between the two!

She caressed Ah Li's thin back with her palm and coaxed softly, "It doesn't hurt, it'll be fine in a while."

A Li's body was instinctively tense, and it took a long time for her to relax. She slowly rested her head on her shoulder, her long eyelashes trembled, and asked in a low voice, "Buddha jumps over the wall?"

...and still thinking about eating.

Although the leg was not injured, Ah Li's skin was tender, and by the evening the rubbed leg had turned purple.

Xiao Yan pulled out the medicated oil that was not used up last time, poured a little into his palm, asked Ah Li to roll up the legs of his trousers, and rubbed his palm and pressed it on his leg.

The charcoal basin was not cold in the room, and A Li was only wearing a coat, so he didn't cover his body with the quilt for fear of getting medicated oil.

Gentle hand strength just right rubbing the bruised calf, Ah Li's comfortable scalp is numb, and the long eyelashes are falling, which is extremely enjoyable.

Xiao Yan seemed to be just waiting for the prey to fall into the trapped wolf, his eyes were deep and hot, his eyes fell on Ah Li's sleepy face, and he asked in a natural tone, "I will press you up again?"

Her massage technique was really good, and Ah Li didn't even open her mouth so comfortably, she just hummed softly with a nasal voice.

Who knew that this press would actually respond!

Xiao Yan's technique is ambiguous, from the ankle up, not like a massage but like a fire.A Li was excited by her, and by the time she realized something was wrong, it was already too late.

He opened his sullen eyes, and his eyes fell on his trousers suspiciously, not understanding what was going on.

Okay, why did it stick up?

The author has something to say: Xiao Yan: (licking his lips) Yes, why are you so stubborn?

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