During Ji Yu in his youth, he never thought that he would have a close relationship with others.

Even if he knows his sexual orientation, there is no special concept, but after going to GAY and studying the same sex, he has never thought that this will really happen. He couldn't imagine the other half, and he couldn't imagine how he would accept the combination of another humans and him to exchange everything.

Therefore, he has always solved all needs.

Dry, sweat.

Xia Ye's cicada.

The room was very quiet, only a night light was on.

The sheets were inlaid with dark blue right corners, and the moonlight came in through the wood of wood, leaving a mottled light shadow on the snowy and sweaty back.

The mattress is so soft that it can be trapped.

Ji Yu was caught in a fluffy quilt, and he was forced to shock down, and he saw the pillow that had just fallen on the carpet.

It feels terrible when it is stacked. His fingers unconsciously grasped the only pillow left on the bed, and the other bigger hand grabbed his hand. Essence

"Don't bite the sheets."

Song Qinglan's back was attached to his back, and the light and shadow of the shutter window moved to the body of the wheat color, and the sweat made the wide shoulder back of the honey -like light.

Ji Yu Shi: "..."

Song Qinglan's fingers stuffed into his mouth and rescued the poor, wet sheets, and then gently stroked his teeth, and then rubbed his lips.

"Don't want to hear your voice?"

Ji Yu closed his eyes and didn't want to answer, biting his lips unconsciously.

Different from ordinary people, he can not only remember all useful information, but also remember things that made him embarrassed from small to large. Those memories always come out inadvertently, telling him embarrassment, how could he allow himself to add memories.

"What to do, I want to listen." Song Qinglan smiled abused, "Yan ... Let me listen."

Ji Yu was hot and uncomfortable.

It was no longer able to endure this torture. He wanted to crawl away, but Song Qinglan was too heavy. At this time, he couldn't go anywhere.

"OK?"

"I will listen to you too."

"Um……"

The terrible male sound passed through the eardrum and rushed deep into the head.

Suddenly, Ji Yu couldn't raise his neck at his own control, and his body trembled after a short loss. He couldn't calm down for a long time. When he looked back, he had tears in his eyes.

Song Qinglan froze, he really made Ji Yu crying.

Immediately afterwards, a pillow was smashed on his face, and Song Qinglan almost suffocated in front of her eyes.

The throat during Ji Yu was so dumb for a long time: "You are enough!"

That must be not enough.

Song Qinglan was not ashamed, and her skin was thicker than in bed.

He turned the man over and leaned down for a kiss, taking advantage of his unpreparedness to continue the crusade he had just begun.

They hid under the covers.

Don't let the moonlight peek.

During the rainy season, he hooked his neck again and sank into the deep sea.

I didn't dream during the monsoon this night.

He fell into a deep sleep, as if he had just come back from the third command center in the sky, and he didn't want to wake up because of his exhaustion. The difference compared to that time was that he lay in Song Qinglan's arms and didn't care, he fell asleep directly, and didn't wake up until it was dark the next day.

This is the first time realize what it means to oversleep during the monsoon.

He sat up from the bed, his mind was a little dizzy, and he barely remembered their end. He was taken by Song Qinglan to take a shower, and after cleaning himself up hastily, he fell asleep on the sofa.

Now that the other person was on the bed, the sheets under him were dry and fresh. It must have been Song Qinglan who had given him a bath and asked the housekeeping robot to change the sheets before bringing him back.

Ji Yushi suddenly realized that this feeling is called being pampered.

After doing those things, my body is a little different.

Especially somewhere, the act of getting him out of bed was very unnatural.

But as soon as he landed, he realized that it was nothing, his legs and waist were like being stabbed by a needle, and he felt sore from the thorns, and he could barely walk.

During the monsoon season, he stood there and slowly walked out of the bedroom after his body got used to it a little.

Song Qinglan was not in the living room.

During the rainy season, he turned to the kitchen, found a cup on the central island table, poured himself a glass of water, and filled half of the cup in one go.

The housekeeping robot follows him, trying to help since he started pouring water.

When the monsoon had finished drinking the water, it wanted to take the cup to wash it for him, but saw that the faucet was skillfully turned on during the monsoon, and washed the cup in three or two times and put it back in place.

Go away when it rains.

The housekeeping robot tilted its head towards his back.

Although the soreness on my body after doing these things is still there, it is much better.

When I was young, I learned jiu-jitsu and often hurt myself. Therefore, the ability to self-repair after strenuous exercise is particularly strong during the rainy season. They were both men, so there was no need for him to stay on the bed and wait for Song Qinglan to take care of him. Besides—

Voices came from the living room.

It was Song Qinglan who was on the phone.

"Then next time." His tone was very gentle, "I still can't get away from here."

Ji Yu stood at the door, leaning against the door frame to see his back.

Song Qinglan hadn't put on her shirt yet, and sat on the single sofa with her upper body naked and her back to the door.

There were a lot of finger marks on the well-proportioned and graceful muscles of the back, and some were faintly blue - if the nails were left in the monsoon, it would be more than that. I'm afraid Song Qinglan's back would be scratched with blood marks. In addition, Song Qinglan also had hickeys on her body, mostly on her shoulders, which was barely accessible during the monsoon season. However, a circle of teeth marks in those hickeys was a bit obvious.

When it comes to biting people, Ji Yushi also found himself quite talented.

The more he bites, the more ruthless Song Qinglan becomes.

Therefore, he also had a lot of credit for the wonderful enjoyment last night.

It made his cheeks warm.

He wanted to walk away, but he heard Song Qinglan continue: "Well, I didn't want to hide it from you. We haven't been together for a long time."

Ji Yushi gave up the idea of ​​leaving and listened to Team Song's phone call openly.

"He's from Tian Qiong." Song Qinglan seemed to be being questioned by her elders, "But it's not just a colleague, I've known each other since I was a child."

"He's from Ningcheng."

"...The kindergarten attached to Ningda University, we are in the same class."

"I don't know if you've seen it before, and you didn't come to pick me up a few times at that time."

"Yes, a few months younger than me, very smart, with several degrees."

"You don't need to buy those things." Song Qinglan laughed, "He doesn't need it."

"He's a man."

Ji Yushi's expression changed slightly. He knew that Song Qinglan would tell her family sooner or later, but he didn't expect it so soon. After all, no matter what they have experienced, for ordinary people, they have only known each other for a month.

It is unbelievable to change a person's sexual orientation within a month and be willing to give everything to the other person without reservation.

Even himself, he and Ji Minyue had a tacit understanding not to tell Professor Ji, although after Song Qinglan's public coming out, the news would soon be passed on to Minister Lin, and then penetrated into Professor Ji's ears.

Sure enough, after Song Qinglan finished saying those words, she was silent for dozens of seconds.

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know how to react.

When Ji Yushi couldn't see Song Qinglan's face, she didn't know what was said on the phone.

He was leaning against the door frame, but he had already stood upright unconsciously.

"Okay." Song Qinglan finally spoke up, her tone still relaxed, "If there is a chance, I will arrange for you to meet."

Song Qinglan hung up the phone, stood up, and walked straight towards the monsoon season, as if she was not surprised that the monsoon season appeared here.

As he got closer, he lowered his head and kissed Ji Yushi: "Like a walking cat, without a sound?"

Ji Yushi asked, "Who is calling?"

Song Qinglan: "My mother."

Song Qinglan rarely mentions family. Ji Yu only knew that he was a single parent. When he was a child, he went to kindergarten in Ningcheng because his parents had broken up and fought for custody. He suddenly found that he didn't know much about Song Qinglan, because the other party's strong psychological quality and optimistic and cheerful attitude towards life made it difficult for people to equate him with negativity.

Even in the bubble world, Song Qinglan didn't have any desires, and even changed very little in his life. It seemed that he was never ambiguous for certain choices, and lived a simple and unrestrained life.

"She works out of town. I happened to be on vacation after passing through Jiangcheng. I originally wanted to meet me." Song Qinglan said, "She immediately guessed that I had a partner. Why is a woman's intuition so scary?"

During the rainy season: "..."

Song Qinglan: "Fortunately, I bend fast."

Ji Yushi only cared about another topic: "What did she say?"

Song Qinglan knew that he was asking about gender.

Knowing that Ji Yu would be nervous, he didn't give in: "My mother, a Kochi woman, is very receptive and wants to meet you. She originally liked a necklace and wanted to give it to you, but now I don't need to be a little angry."

There is also a way to get along with middle-aged women during the monsoon.

His adoptive mother, Auntie Su, was also a university teacher before retiring, and he made her laugh a lot.

"Let's buy a present for her." Ji Yushi said, "Is it okay?"

There are more fireworks in this rainy season.

Song Qinglan likes it very much.

He responded and put the person in his arms. He was so emotional that he wanted to speak when he heard Ji Yushi say, "I'm so hungry."

Song Qinglan: "..."

Ji Yushi: "What food do you have at home?"

No matter how much hot pot eat, exercise all night and sleep for a day, Iron Man can't take it anymore.

During the monsoon rains, energy is urgently needed.

Song Qinglan had already prepared something to eat, but it wouldn't make him hungry.

But he still has something to say: "It's your home too."

During the rainy season: "?"

Song Qinglan said, "Three rooms, one living room. The one on the left is your study, the one in the middle is for the cat, and the one on the right is our bedroom. The balcony is very big, you can plant your favorite plants and install cat climbing frames. We When eating at home, you can change to a large table, and the group of people in the team can have dinner together when they come.”

Stop during the rainy season.

Song Qinglan's words caused a strange feeling in his heart.

Are they planning for the future?

"What?" Song Qinglan let go of him, bowed her head and asked, "Turn your face and don't recognize anyone?"

During the rainy season: "You wait—"

Song Qinglan pointed to the teeth marks on her shoulders and said very naturally: "You want to repay your debt after sleeping? You agreed to stay in Jiangcheng and become a regular team member?"

Ji Yushi didn't want to default on his debts: "When do I want to cheat..."

"Okay." Song Qinglan said, "Anyway, you won't get anywhere under my nose."

He was pushed back to the dining room.

Song Qinglan conjured up a big wave of plain food like magic, and sat down to pick the fishbone out for him.

During the monsoon rain, ate a half of it, and it seemed like remembered something.

He thought about it for a while, and said seriously, "You can't put a cat climbing frame on the balcony. It's too dangerous, so let's put it in the cat's room."