"Why don't you eat it?" I held a cherry and brought it to his lips.

He glanced at me, then at the cherry, opened his mouth to bite it, and rolled my fingers with the tip of his tongue.

I withdrew my hand at once, and I was so distracted by him that I lost the mood to watch the game.

After eating the cherry, he spit out the core, and focused on the big screen in front of him, but he watched it very seriously.

I fed him another one, but this time he didn't even look at it. I pushed the cherry into his mouth, chewed it mechanically twice, and spit out the pit, without taking his eyes off the whole time.

The score between the two teams was at a stalemate, resulting in an increasingly fierce attack on both sides.

Putting the bowl on the coffee table, I grabbed a cherry, turned around to hold Ran Qingzhuang's face, and covered my lips.

He leaned back on the sofa and wrapped a hand around my waist, entwining my lips and teeth.

"...This ball is okay, there is a play."

He was distracted for a moment, and I bit his tongue, crushed the pulp, and kissed even deeper. The juice fills the mouth and overflows every corner. I knelt at his sides, palms on his chest.

He passively allowed me to perform a behavior called "feeding", which was actually "sexual harassment", and responded to me unhurriedly, and kept kneading my waist with his palms.

"Goal scored, scored!"

He moved for a while, still kissing me, but his face was tilted to one side, looking at the TV.

I straightened up with a frown, tilted my head and spat out the cherry pit, pulled his face back, leaned down again, and harassed him harder.

He breathed gradually from the kiss, and his fingers tightened, reaching into the hem of his clothes.

Seeing that it was going to get out of hand, I pressed my palm against his chest and pushed it away, and if my lips seemed to be rubbing the junction of his lower jaw and neck: "I didn't draw the curtains." Tao Nian and the others on the opposite side might have seen it. arrive.

"Then go to a place they can't see." Ran Qingzhuang hoarse voice, the next second he supported me on my buttocks and hugged me firmly.

I hooked his neck and asked knowingly, "Aren't you watching the game?"

"Don't look at it." He bit my Adam's apple and said vaguely, "What do you think about this?"

I raised my head, pressed the back of his head, and breathed shiveringly.

At first, I wanted to annoy him so that he couldn't watch the game, but somehow I got annoyed on the bed, and the two of them rolled together.

When got up the next day, it was almost noon. When sat up, there was a pain in back.

I touched my shoulder and looked back, only to see a red mark on the shoulder blade.

Yesterday Ran Qingzhuang went crazy, biting almost every inch behind me. Especially near the tailbone, he gnawed and licked it over and over again, and I couldn't put it down. I had the illusion that I was going to be licked by him.

Walking slowly to the door, Ran Qingzhuang was planting flowers under the sun. Sweat crawled all over his neck, and there was a bright red tooth mark on the exposed collarbone, which was bitten by me.

After last night, I was even more certain that a man, a creature, can say anything as long as he is happy.

I can't even remember what I said to him in nonsense last night. It's no longer surprising to like and love. The most extreme thing is that I even called him "my baby"...

I really wish could forget it again.

"Take a shot like this..." Ran Qingzhuang planted a hydrangea, turned his head and patted the soil at the bottom with a shovel as if to demonstrate to someone.

I took two steps forward a little and saw a little boy squatting on the other side of him, the same one the ball rolled to my feet last time.

Holding a smaller shovel in his hand, the little boy planted a small Ophiopogon japonicus into the soil following the example of Ran Qingzhuang.

"Is that so?" he asked uncertainly.

"Yes, you did a great job." Ran Qingzhuang praised him without hesitation.

With a bright smile on his face, the little boy lowered his head and planted grass more diligently.

When I watched this scene, I felt my heart swell, and I smiled involuntarily.

Once I wanted to run away with Ran Qingzhuang, go to a place where no one knew us, go to the market every day, buy sweet popcorn, and bargain with the boss. At that time, I thought that I should not care about the Jin family or how long I could live. Now that my wish is half fulfilled, some things cannot be ignored.

Looking at the little boy playing in the mud, I sighed softly. Hey, it's still a kid.

When was a child, envy the freedom of adults, but when grow up, envy the carefreeness of children.

After watching this for a while, I silently turned around and entered the house.

After washing up, I took a meat bun on the table, and I joined the team to renovate the courtyard.

The little boy lives next door. His nickname is Hao Hao. His parents are working in other places. He and his grandma are the only two at home. He is six years old this year.

It may be that he has no relationship with playmates of the same age. He is relatively shy, and he speaks softly and weakly, like a kitten meowing. After playing with us for a while, the weather was too hot, and he was going to take a nap, so he was called back by his grandmother.

Ran Qingzhuang and I continued to dig pits to plant flowers, he was responsible for digging the pits, and I was responsible for handing him the flower seedlings.

He wouldn't allow me to touch a shovel or a thorny flower, as if I would break my finger just by touching it.

"I don't know what this yard will look like next year." I probably won't see it anymore. Ran Qingzhuang might not live here forever. The fruits of our labor today will be cheaper next year.

"You can come back every year to have a look." Ran Qingzhuang planted the last rose against the wall and stepped on the soil with his feet.

He patted the mud on his body, came to stand side by side with me under the eaves, looked at the rejuvenated yard, and said with emotion, "I never thought that one day I would have the leisure to grow flowers and plants."

I held his muddy hand and looked at the new members of the garden. I was in a particularly good mood: "At sunset, don't be afraid of the dark night; at dawn, be grateful for a new day. The rising and falling of the sun cannot be changed, and anxiety and worry are also a matter of concern. It doesn't help. You have to learn to relax, because there are many more days like this."