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Wen Ci silently turned off his phone and turned to see Zhao Shuran putting a lot of dishes into his bowl. Wen Ci kept saying thank you.

He now felt like an ant on a hot pan, very anxious, truly very anxious.

Some of the dishes here were a bit dry and the meat was a bit tough. Wen Ci felt a bit choked when eating, but he didn’t want to disappoint Zhao Shuran’s kindness. The next piece was about to be put into his bowl.

“Mom,” Jiang Yufeng looked over and said politely, “Wen Ci likes food with a lot of moisture, is keen on fruits, and also likes slippery meat. If it’s too dry, he can’t swallow it down.”

In an instant, the cold air at the dining table seemed to solidify in the air. Except for the neighbors who were confused, the few of them looked at each other, at a loss.

Wen Ci didn’t dare to look at Xin Jingqi’s expression and just wanted to quickly get away from this troubled world…

Zhao Shuran looked at Wen Ci and smiled awkwardly, “Oh, you don’t eat tough meat either, right? It’s uncomfortable to choke. I’ll pour you some juice.”

“Auntie, no need, I’m fine…”

Xin Jingqi put down her chopsticks and looked at Jiang Yufeng, “How do you know?”

Zhao Shuran’s mind worked quickly. This naughty Jiang Yufeng, who has a boyfriend, is still so reckless?

Zhao Shuran quickly made up for it, “After all, you are classmates.”

Jiang Yufeng: “No.”

Zhao Shuran: “……”

Xin Jingqi: “?”

A huge sense of embarrassment enveloped the air above, and the neighbors’ grandpa and grandma looked on in confusion.

Jiang Yufeng looked at Xin Jingqi and Wen Yingyi, his expression restrained, very seriously, “Wen Ci and I are mutually attracted and have been together for two months.”

The atmosphere at the dining table was as still as death.

Wen Ci believed that revealing their relationship should be done in a more reasonable environment, giving both families a bold impact, rather than at the dining table. He suspected that his mother would flip the table in the next second.

Zhao Shuran took a deep breath, pressing the edge of the round table, afraid of being poked: “Let’s eat first, Jiang Yufeng, we’ll talk later.”

So under Zhao Shuran’s control, this meal was eerily and quickly completed.

Xin Jingqi also calmed down from the incredible to calm, after all, he was also a handsome guy, after all, he was Shuran’s son, not bad, but in an indescribable state, like a tangled mind wrapped in a ball of yarn.

Wen Ci first found his dad, who was looking at the fish in the fish pond, and was drowsy. He asked him, Jiang Yufeng was pretty good, handsomer than dad…

It seemed to be a bit of a blow, and he couldn’t get any information.

Wen Ci secretly went to find Xin Jingqi, who flatly refused him: “We are still living in someone else’s house. At this moment, I don’t want to damage the relationship between the two families. I will settle accounts with you later.”

“……Ah.”

While he was chatting with Xin Jingqi, Jiang Yufeng was naturally also grabbed by Zhao Shuran to ask for an explanation.

Wen Ci walked out of the room in the east courtyard, searching everywhere for Jiang Yufeng. He was not familiar with this place and only felt that Jiang Yufeng’s home was very large.

He wandered around randomly and ended up at what seemed to be the back door. It was a bit empty, with a well in front and irregular water stains on the ground.

Wen Ci, wearing snow boots, walked over and stepped on them a few times, then pulled them back, leaving his wet shoe prints on the dry ground.

He walked step by step to the front, where someone blocked the way. Wen Ci smelled a dry herbal scent and slowly looked up, “Did you go to get traditional Chinese medicine?”

“Mm, ginger tea.” Jiang Yufeng’s house was next to a herbal shop, and the owner of the herbal shop was also at the table just now.

“Is Auntie not feeling well?”

“She’s fine.” Jiang Yufeng took his hand to the kitchen, where he was putting some firewood in.

“You really should have said it suddenly. Fortunately, my mom and Auntie have a good relationship, otherwise my mom would hit you.”

Jiang Yufeng squatted to adjust the fire, seemingly not minding what Xin Jingqi would do to him: “Will you feel heartbroken for me?”

“Of course I will, because I really like you.” Wen Ci squatted on one side with his hands on his knees, watching Jiang Yufeng attentively.

The surroundings were like a stove, burning with a few stars. Jiang Yufeng lowered his head and kissed Wen Ci’s lips densely. Wen Ci slightly raised his head to meet, their tongues entwined together, grinding the soft flesh in Wen Ci’s mouth, almost sucking away his whole mouth.

When his legs were so weak that he could hardly squat, Jiang Yufeng finally let go. A silver-white liquid was sticking between the two, breathing hot air, the picture was particularly lascivious.

Wen Ci was helped to stand up, almost fainting and falling down.

Jiang Yufeng took a wooden stool for Wen Ci to sit on. The kitchen was warm with the fire burning, and there was no need to turn on the heating.

“Does Auntie have any objections to me?”

Jiang Yufeng: “Why would she? She likes you very much.”

Wen Ci could feel that liking, and he secretly put down a huge stone in his heart, and breathed a sigh of relief.

For a while, no one spoke, the cooking smoke curled, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of ginger and the bitterness of herbs.

After a while, Wen Ci said in a low voice: “My mom will also like you very much.”

Jiang Yufeng served him a bowl of ginger soup. Wen Ci looked at him: “My dad will also like you very much.”

Jiang Yufeng: “I know.”

Wen Ci knew that Jiang Yufeng was this kind of person, but still felt it was not enough: “You are so indifferent.”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Wen Ci was suddenly lifted up and placed on Jiang Yufeng’s thigh. Given the limited space, Wen Ci was afraid that someone might burst in at any moment. If it were an elder, he would rather dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

“Holding you like this, my heart is very calm. I feel like a normal person. I can’t live without you.”

Jiang Yufeng was better at expressing himself through actions. Wen Ci remembered one time, he had already gone in completely, and Jiang Yufeng still wanted to go further.

Wen Ci felt that his stomach was about to be pierced.

Very subtle footsteps came from the other side.

Zhao Shuran walked from the corner and saw the two sitting at the kitchen table. She was first stunned, and then smiled: “Did I interrupt your date? Baby’s face is red.”

Wen Ci subconsciously touched his face, which was hot. He didn’t want to leave a bad impression in front of Zhao Shuran, and he grumbled in rebuttal: “No.”

“Mm-hmm, then the baby must be drinking ginger soup and getting hot.”

Wen Ci was embarrassed to death by her words. He was about to put the spoon in his mouth when Jiang Yufeng blocked it: “It’s still very hot. Wait until it’s warm to drink.”

Zhao Shuran saw this scene, clicked her tongue twice, and lifted the pot: “Xiao Feng, when it’s warm, go to the living room and bring two bowls over.”

“Okay.” Jiang Yufeng asked, “You can tell me on the phone.”

“I won’t.” Zhao Shuran smiled, “I just want to come and find you myself.”

Jiang Yufeng remembered Zhao Shuran’s excited face after the meal, as if she was the one with Wen Ci.

“You could have said no earlier. I would definitely discuss it with Sister Qi first. Do you know how to play games? Do you understand teamwork?”

At this point, Jiang Yufeng didn’t want to use the excuse that he had been busy all morning: “I can’t let Wen Ci say it first.”

Now that he took the initiative to say it, Xin Jingqi would shift most of her attention to him, and Wen Ci would feel better.

“Well, that’s true. That’s Sister Qi’s precious son. If someone else took him, I wouldn’t like it either.”

The reminiscence temporarily comes to an end here.

“Xiao Feng~”

Jiang Yufeng silently looked at Wen Ci, who was sucking on the edge of the bowl, and called again: “Xiao Feng~”

Jiang Yufeng played with a spoon, turning it flexibly in his hand: “Raise your voice a bit. If you don’t know how, tilt your head back, take a deep breath, and say it again.”

Wen Ci cleared his throat and followed his words, imitating: “Xiao Feng~”

The voice was raised, a bit coquettish, the tail sound was lingering, and it seemed like Wen Ci’s voice in bed.

Wen Ci suddenly covered his mouth: “Ah, how is it like this.”

Wen Ci put down his hand: “You deceived me. Auntie calls you Xiao Feng, and I will call you like this too. I am your boyfriend. I can’t always call you Jiang Yufeng.”

“As you wish.” Jiang Yufeng had no opinion on the title.

“Xiao Feng is used by Auntie, so I will call you Xiao Jiang? Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, this is very nice. Only I will call you like this, unique.”

Jiang Yufeng: “……”

Wen Ci was floating. He often jumped to another place in the middle of chatting, which was unpredictable, but Jiang Yufeng liked him like this, mischievous and lively.

“Xiao Yu~ is it nice?”

“Not nice.”

“Ah, okay, then it’s this.” Wen Ci gulped down the ginger soup.

Jiang Yufeng held his face, squeezed it in, making Wen Ci’s lips pout, and there was a spicy ginger smell.

Wen Ci shook his head and struggled: “Ah, I haven’t had water yet.”

Bop.

Jiang Yufeng firmly kissed Wen Ci’s lips, and then kissed again, repeatedly cycling until Wen Ci completely stopped resisting.

Wen Ci timidly extended his red and moist tongue, and was kissed out of his senses. Jiang Yufeng let him go, and then bit a kiss mark on his neck, with a few shallow marks under the scarf.

Jiang Yufeng accurately found the spot through the thick coat, and Wen Ci softly murmured. Jiang Yufeng smiled, “So sensitive.”

Wen Ci’s face turned red with a drop of blood: “I, I miss you, I will touch myself, but it’s not you, I want you to touch me.”

Jiang Yufeng didn’t stop his actions, continued to rub for him, Wen Ci sweated, like a puddle of water hanging in Jiang Yufeng’s arms, soft everywhere.

Jiang Yufeng’s eyes were very aggressive, Wen Ci felt that he would be filled in the next second, but Jiang Yufeng seemed very calm, as if suppressing some storm

“Auntie is here.”

Wen Ci hummed and panted in his mouth: “I know…”

They each drank ginger soup in the kitchen, and Jiang Yufeng served a few more bowls and took them over. The living room was full of people. Xin Jingqi, with her sharp eyes, saw that her son’s lips were swollen and patted the chair next to her: “Wen Ci, sit here.”

The horror of calling the full name, a swirling shadow that wouldn’t go away in the depths of the mind.

Xin Jingqi often called him baby when he was little, often called him Wen Ci when he grew up, occasionally called him Xiao Ci when she was in a good mood, and later, Wen Ci couldn’t tell whether he was called by his full name more or not…

Zhao Shuran called everyone to drink some ginger soup to warm up.

She looked at Wen Ci’s lips with a bit of guilt. The moment Jiang Yufeng took his seat, Zhao Shuran whispered, “You’re too forceful, as if you’re afraid Sister Qi doesn’t know her son was eaten in the kitchen.”

“Auntie will find out sooner or later, how is her attitude?”

“You should be grateful that your mom, me, is a good person. Actually, it’s not a big deal. Sister Qi isn’t really opposed, but you know, some parents are stricter with their babies, so you figure it out yourself. I can only help you this much.”

Jiang Yufeng: “Help me one more time.”

“Hmm?”

“I want to share the same room with Wen Ci tonight.”

“……You’re crazy again, do you think your mom is a magic lamp?” Zhao Shuran didn’t expect her son to be so bold!

“Alright.” Jiang Yufeng quickly compromised.

It was almost to the point where Zhao Shuran felt something was off: “What do you plan to do?”

“Climb into bed.”

“……”

Xin Jingqi praised: “Xiao Feng’s cooking is really good, it’s not spicy at all, and it warms the stomach.”

Zhao Shuran wanted to laugh: “Don’t praise him, he used to dislike going into the kitchen, thinking it was dirty.”

“Didn’t know how to cook before?”

Jiang Yufeng’s tone was calm: “When renting a place outside, I can’t let Wen Ci follow me and eat takeout.”

Xin Jingqi looked at Wen Ci.

Wen Ci immediately: “I’m still living in the dormitory, Jiang Yufeng is too, we only go out on weekends.”

Xin Jingqi: “You live for free?”

Jiang Yufeng: “It’s only once or twice a week, even classmates can borrow a place to stay, let alone lovers. Auntie, you don’t have to worry too much.”

Xin Jingqi didn’t say much.

Wen Yingyi, the big foodie dad, had already started on his second bowl.

Regarding the room allocation, it was very sad that although there were many rooms here, most of them couldn’t be used, especially on the second day of the Lunar New Year, the local custom was not to clean the house.

So Zhao Shuran and Xin Jingqi, the two sisters, shared a room, talking quietly at night, Wen Ci’s room was next door, separated only by a wall. Wen Yingyi was arranged in a single room at the corner of the east courtyard, and Jiang Yufeng’s bedroom was not on this side.

When taking a shower, Wen Ci walked around the courtyard in a sweater, looking at the direction, feeling very embarrassed, he had no idea where Jiang Yufeng’s room was.

He didn’t stay in the corridor for long because it was too cold, and he wanted to go back to his room, but halfway there, a hand suddenly reached out from the next room and pulled him in. Just as Wen Ci was about to scream, someone covered his mouth.

The familiar bitter and elegant scent, the familiar build, the familiar way of holding.

Wen Ci turned around, hugged Jiang Yufeng’s neck with both hands, and buried himself in his neck: “You scared me to death. If you scare me to death, you won’t have a boyfriend anymore, you know.”

Wen Ci thought and thought until he made himself sad: “If I die, will you look for someone else, will you forget me?”

“Even when thinking, think something good.” Jiang Yufeng held a few of his fingers, which were thin and soft, and the fingertips pointing to Jiang Yufeng’s chest hurt.

Wen Ci was mischievous and deliberately put them in his pocket, touched something, and exclaimed in surprise: “Ah, White Rabbit milk candy.”

“Go back to the room and get dressed.” Jiang Yufeng patted his head, “I’ll come to find you tonight.”

Wen Ci happily walked out, and after getting dressed, he was pulled by Xin Jingqi to their room to teach them how to play chess.

Xin Jingqi and Zhao Shuran were in the next room, Wen Ci moved his lips and puffed out his cheeks a bit: “Why did you look for me, it would be bad if you were found out.”

Jiang Yufeng slowly approached, “You have a point.”

Wen Ci paused for a moment: “What time will you come over?”

After a long separation, they found it hard not to have a fight in bed, Wen Ci was eager, but… they couldn’t just do it.

Wen Ci went back to the room to get dressed, and then was pulled by Xin Jingqi to their room to teach them how to play chess.

In this aspect, Wen Ci only knew how to do it, but was not proficient. Compared to Jiang Yufeng’s old man style, Wen Ci’s teaching style was more suitable for them.

When he went back to the room by himself, he found it empty. After washing up, Wen Ci lay on the bed and opened his phone, but Jiang Yufeng didn’t send a message.

Didn’t he say he would come over tonight?

Wen Ci directly asked on the phone, and while waiting for the reply, he logged onto Big Eyes to record the exciting yet ordinary day.

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, he visited his mother’s friend, who turned out to be his boyfriend’s family, what a coincidence, it was fate, we can’t be separated 「Sunglasses」

It had been a long time since he last saw his boyfriend, he missed him terribly, not just a little.

But both sets of parents were there, he really couldn’t bear to show his affection in front of him, mainly because his mother didn’t know… his mother was very terrifying.

When will the honeymoon period be over… I feel like I’m getting more and more attached to my boyfriend, one month or three months?

PS: I found out that my boyfriend loves me so much… 「Serious face」

No arguing, arguing means you’re right.

After editing, Wen Ci switched back to WeChat and found that Jiang Yufeng still hadn’t replied, well, after all, the mothers were next door, it must be very difficult.

Wen Ci held his phone, waiting and waiting until he fell asleep.

He curled up in the soft quilt like a little animal, his thoughts sank into a deeper level of dreams, his hand unconsciously grabbed the fabric of the pillow, tightly clenched in his palm.

Wen Ci dreamed that his body was lying on the edge of a cliff, his legs dangling in mid-air, his upper body was struggling to climb up, suddenly, his ankle was grabbed by someone, and he was pulled down desperately, the feeling of falling that made his heart hang in the air, it was scary and thrilling.

Wen Ci’s calf cramped and he woke up, only to find Jiang Yufeng sitting on the edge of his bed at some point.

He came.

Wen Ci’s foot was covered, if it weren’t for the warmth of Jiang Yufeng’s palm, he wouldn’t have known that his foot was so cold, like a snow block in the refrigerator, already numb with cold.

Wen Ci’s voice was a bit hoarse just now because he was scared by his own dream, and he drank the water in Jiang Yufeng’s hand: “Why did you come, you didn’t tell me.”

“I wanted to give you a surprise.”

“What surprise.”

“F**K you.”

“Ah…”

Jiang Yufeng propped himself up by the bed, lowered his head, his eyes like a deep sea abyss, hiding a whirlpool that seemed to suck people in, he looked very unhappy.

Jiang Yufeng’s figure and height were very oppressive in this narrow space, Wen Ci felt like a prey that had been targeted, unable to move an inch.

“If I hadn’t come, with the way you sleep, you would have a fever tomorrow.”

“… I won’t.” Wen Ci lay on Jiang Yufeng’s body, both feet were in the position of Jiang Yufeng’s thighs, clamped.

Not every room has heating, not every room has a stove, at least Wen Ci’s room didn’t.

Wen Ci said: “I have good physical fitness, I won’t.”

Jiang Yufeng was unmoved, just held him, Wen Ci’s two legs were separated and sat in his arms, it was unclear who was drawing warmth from the other.

It was also at this time that Wen Ci was hugged with a sense of reality, and perceived that Jiang Yufeng also missed him.

The one tortured by longing was not just him.

Wen Ci grabbed his hand and put it down, found that his other hand had become very cold, and shivered when it touched his skin: “Touch me, touch me, I miss you so much.”

“Don’t you miss me?”

“Miss.” Jiang Yufeng looked down, gently massaged.

The night was quiet, the room separated by a wall was like a stove was lit, the quilt on the single bed was wrinkled into a ball.

The chair on the other side was crookedly hanging a coat and sweater, but there was only one piece, and the other piece was half-worn on Wen Ci’s body.

One of his hands was still wearing a sweater, the other hand was taken off, his neck was wrapped with a soft sweater, and the whole person seemed to be severely violated.

Vaguely saw the bright skin on his chest and abdomen, full of light red marks, and a few fresh big strawberries.

Wen Ci’s whole face was distorted, it had only been a week, maybe not just a week, it was very difficult to adapt to Jiang Yufeng’s body.

“It hurts so much…” Wen Ci said with a sob, “You damn big bird, I hate you so much, uuu.”

Jiang Yufeng lay on the bed half, looking at Wen Ci’s face, sweating, “Only hate?”

Jiang Yufeng’s voice was low and sexy, tempting Wen Ci: “Baby, bite me, okay?”

Wen Ci bent down, lowered his head, and bit down on Jiang Yufeng’s wrist, the sharp teeth pierced the skin, giving Jiang Yufeng a painful pleasure.

Wen Ci really used force, without any ambiguity, Jiang Yufeng was really satisfied.

Jiang Yufeng slightly gasped: “Mmm…”

Wen Ci had no shortage of sensitive points all over his body, but the most sensitive place, Jiang Yufeng found it.

Wen Ci’s eyes were all red, trembling and shivering to support, tears fell on his chest one drop after another.

Just about to scream, Jiang Yufeng put his finger into Wen Ci’s mouth, stirred for a while, “The moms are sleeping next door…”

Jiang Yufeng held the person in his arms, and then took out a furry ball from the other pocket, Wen Ci looked at it with tearful eyes for a long time, and felt that the ball was a bit like the rabbit tail ball on the underwear he wore before.

“Did you take off the rabbit tail?”

“Defective, washed and planned to throw away, but now it just has other uses.”

Wen Ci’s eyelashes were dampened by tears, in clumps, looking very pitiful: “Ah… you won’t put it here… no way.”

Jiang Yufeng put it in his mouth, “Shh, be quiet, baby.”

It was similar to oral sex, the rabbit tail ball could be bitten just right, but biting for a long time caused the semen to not be swallowed in time, and the furry part of the rabbit tail ball was rubbed into a mass, becoming wet.

Later, Jiang Yufeng took off the ball, and when Wen Ci was breathing heavily in his arms, he gently kissed the wet lips.

Both of their breathing was heavy, Wen Ci closed his eyes, and rested his hand on his shoulder.

Wen Ci unconsciously called out: “…Xiao Yu.”

Jiang Yufeng: “…”

Wen Ci exclaimed, in a very low voice: “You were so fast this time.”

“…………….”