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In the huge bedroom, only the sound of two people’s rapid breathing could be heard.
The temperature in the air is getting higher and higher, as if there is a cluster of flames burning in it, more and more prosperous.
In the warm yellow light, Jing Ci’s whole body was flushed red by Ying Jiao, and his most vulnerable place was in his hands.
His whole body was soft, his eyes were blurry, and he was almost in a state of ecstasy, so he could only grit his teeth to keep himself from making a sound.
(T/n: yes YJ is giving JC a helping hand~)
Ying Jiao’s slender fingers stroked his lips back and forth, and said in a hoarse voice, “Baby, call out, I want to hear it.”
Jing Ci tilted his head, grabbed the sheet under him, and said nothing.
“Don’t listen to me?” Ying Jiao’s speed increased slightly: “Why did you promise me just now?”
Jing Ci murmured uncontrollably, his eyes lowered, his long and dense eyelashes trembling. After a long while, he unclenched his teeth.
“Good.” Ying Jiao was satisfied, bowed his head and kissed his ear rewardingly.
Jing Ci’s ears were originally sensitive, and when he touched him at this time, he couldn’t control it.
Ying Jiao laughed.
Ying Jiao looked down at his hand and joked: “Jingshen, you can’t do this, what happened with the all-round development of morality, intelligence, body, beauty and labor?”
(T/n: no idea what he means in that last part.)
Jing Ci was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to get into the quilt.
Ying Jiao smirked, stared into his eyes, lowered his head and slowly licked his palm.
Jing Ci’s eyes suddenly widened: “You…”
“It’s very sweet.” Ying Jiao smiled: “It seems that it’s good not to let you drink Coke.”
Jing Ci was so ashamed that he almost burned, he couldn’t take it anymore, he raised an arm to cover his face.
“What are you covering for, It’s not like I haven’t seen you without anything.” Ying Jiao ripped off his arm and panted, “Did I say I’ll let you go? Baby, today’s business isn’t over.”
Jing Ci was really afraid of his teasing, and looked at him begging for mercy: “Brother…”
Just after Jing Ci released himself, his slightly long and narrow eyes were wet and shimmering, making people want to be bullied fiercely.
“It’s useless to call me brother.” Ying Jiao felt pain, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his forehead. His dark eyes fell on Jing Ci’s lips, and he said solemnly: “Come here, when you make a mistake, you will be punished where you made it.”
With four eyes facing each other, Jing Ci instantly understood.
His cheeks were hot and he swallowed dryly. For a long time, he laid down obediently.
Halfway through, Ying Jiao looked down at him and suddenly asked, “Baby, is it delicious?”
Jing Ci took a breath, and even his eyes flushed red.
“Why don’t you speak?” Ying Jiao gently stroked his hair, tried his best to restrain the fire in his heart, stepped back slightly, and asked again, “Is it delicious?”
The corners of Jing Ci’s eyes were bullied wet, and even his eyelashes were filled with mist. He was breathing heavily, and he didn’t open his mouth no matter what.
However, how could he resist Ying Jiao, and he was finally forced to say those two words.
After the two people finished messing around and packed everything up, it was already the middle of the night. Jing Ci shrank in the quilt and wrapped himself into a silkworm cocoon.
Ying Jiao was helpless, and took the man out of the quilt and took him into his arms: “You don’t want to talk to each other for awhile?”
“Don’t, don’t say it…” Jing Ci stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and collapsed: “Brother, don’t say it…”
“Okay, don’t talk.” Ying Jiao lowered his head and kissed him on the palm, changing the subject: “Who did you meet when you went out today?”
“No one.” Jing Ci lowered his eyes and allowed Ying Jiao to slowly rub his waist: “I just… suddenly got convulsions.”
Ying Jiao laughed, knowing that he didn’t tell the truth. But it doesn’t matter, he can roughly guess it.
“Baby,” Ying Jiao raised his chin and said earnestly, “Don’t say things like that to poke my heart, okay?”
“I’m sorry.” Jing Ci apologized with guilt, wishing to beat himself at that time, and promised: “I will never do it again.”
“Don’t worry about anything,” Ying Jiao gently stroked his hair and the back of his neck, and said softly, “I’m here.”
Jing Ci made a “hmm” sound.
“So…” Ying Jiao looked down at his hair and smiled wickedly: “Go out with me tomorrow to buy a set? What flavor do you like?”
Jing Ci was stunned and didn’t understand why the topic suddenly changed to a restricted level.
“I heard that there are various styles, like barbs thread, beads, and ice…Which one do you like?”
(T/n: condoms I guess?? O////o)
Jing Ci buried his head in his chest and said nothing.
“What about you?” Ying Jiao continued to forcefully ask, “or do you want to choose at the supermarket?”
“All, all…” Jing Ci clenched his fingers tightly, closed his eyes, and went out: “You can…”
Ying Jiao chuckled, knowing that he was almost at the limit, he lowered his head and kissed his hair, then turned off the bedside lamp: “Go to sleep.”
Jing Ci was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.
In the darkness, Ying Jiao listened to his even breathing, took him to his arms, and sighed softly.
In a few days, it will be New Year’s Eve.
Ying Jiao and Jing Ci had long ago agreed with He Zhou and the others to celebrate New Year’s Eve together. In the evening, they ate coconut chicken together and set off for the fireworks square.
“I heard that the fireworks this time are going to be the most grand than the ones in the past ten years,” Zheng Que was so excited that he could hardly sit still, not because he liked fireworks, but was infected by the cheerful New Year’s atmosphere around him: “It’s been ten minutes.”
“Old Zheng, calm down.” He Zhou held a coconut and said while drinking: “Your sister didn’t make an appointment, what’s there to be happy about.”
Zheng Que wilted in an instant. He glanced enviously at Ying Jiao and Jing Ci next to him, and said sourly, “I just asked casually at the time.”
Ying Jiao re-wrapped the loose scarf for Jing Ci, and gave him a pitying look: “Your tough mouth is really pitiful and distressing.”
Zheng Que: “…”
Zheng Que was so angry that his nose was crooked, he ignored him, and asked He Zhou: “Old He, what type of music instrument should I learn? The man who played guitar on stage last school celebration, I heard that later received a lot of love letters.”
He pondered: “What instrument can show my masculinity and attract the attention of girls?”
He Zhou: “Why not play the guitar too?”
Zheng Que shook his head: “There are too many people who play that, so it’s not uncommon”
Jing Ci thought about it and said seriously, “Piano?”
Zheng Que shook his head again: “That’s too difficult, it has to be done quickly.”
Ying Jiao sneered.
Zheng Que looked at him vigilantly.
“Quick to learn, eye-catching, and manly…” Ying Jiao counted his requests one by one.
“Yes!” Zheng Que was very satisfied with his concluding remarks: “Brother Jiao, do you have any good suggestions?”
Ying Jiao: “Suona.”
(T/n: it’s kinda like a flute)
There were several uncontrollable laughter around, and He Zhou fell directly on Peng Chengcheng, almost suffocating Peng Chengcheng.
Even Jing Ci couldn’t hold back and laughed.
Zheng Que rushed over and wanted to beat Ying Jiao, but in the end, he couldn’t hold back his laughter anymore.
Several people laughed and laughed all the way to the square.
There were a lot of people in the square, and the crowd was crowded, all to witness the “the biggest fireworks in the past ten years”, and they could get separated if they were not careful.
Ying Jiao turned his head to look at Jing Ci and instructed, “Follow me.”
Jing Ci nodded, indicating that he knew.
Ying Jiao felt itchy when he saw his well-behaved appearance, and tugged at the tip of the hat of his coat.
Jing Ci was not angry either, so he straightened his hat with a good temper.
They came a little late, and the place was full of people, and there was no gap. He Zhou’s invincible physique failed for the first time, and a few people could only stand at the subway entrance on the side.
On the iconic building of the square, a colorful countdown number appeared.
Someone uncontrollably began to recite: “Forty-one…forty…thirty-nine…”
As the numbers got smaller, so did the voices of the crowd counting down the countdown.
Finally, when the number on the building turned to zero, the first row of fireworks streaked across the night sky with pale golden tails, blasting overhead, bursting with brilliant colors.
The crowd suddenly burst into cheers one after another.
“It was not in vain this time!” He Zhou roared at Zheng Que in a loud voice.
Zheng Que nodded desperately, calmed the exclamation in his heart for a while, looked left and right, and suddenly said, “Where are Brother Jiao and Brother Ci?”
“Huh?” He Zhou looked around for a while, but didn’t see anyone. He wondered, “Are they still here? It’s probably because there are too many people and they are crowded in other places.”
At this moment in the subway entrance, Ying Jiao was pressing Jing Ci against the wall and kissing him hard.
It was already past twelve o’clock in the middle of the night, the subway had already stopped operating, and there was no one inside. Everyone was attracted by the fireworks, and there was no need to worry about someone going in.
The fireworks were gorgeous and lively outside. Inside, it was their own quiet little world.
Ying Jiao grabbed Jing Ci’s hand and intertwined his fingers, with his forehead pressed against his forehead, and said softly, “Happy New Year.”
The two were close to each other, breathing each other’s breath. Jing Ci raised his head slightly so that he could kiss him: “Happy New Year.”
This is their first new year together, and there will be many more like this in the future.
Jing Ci thought.
He lowered his eyes and glanced at the black bracelet on his wrist. The place, the form, and the surrounding scene would change for New Year’s Eve, but the two of them would never change.
“What are you thinking? So inattentive.” Ying Jiao rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately, and smiled: “I didn’t work hard enough.”
Jing Ci wanted to say something, but the end sound disappeared between their lips and tongues.
Ying Jiao had a very comfortable New Year’s Eve, brushing up on the questions during the day and teasing Jing Ci on the side. Releasing his energy in bed at night, the only regret is that they haven’t done the last step.
Not because they don’t want to, but they lack the necessary tools.
Before, he was afraid that Jing Ci would think that he was with him for only this matter, so he didn’t prepare condoms and lubricants.
Who knew that it was only when he wanted to use it that it happened to be the Spring Festival, and the store did not deliver it.
Ying Jiao refused to go to the roadside to buy small brand products, fearing that it would be bad for Jing Ci, so he could only grit his teeth and wait for the official website to deliver the products. In the end, it was the day when Jing Ci went to the training team.
“Concentrate on your business, don’t worry about me.” In the train station, Ying Jiao stuffed a bottle of mineral water into Jing Ci’s hand, reached out and rubbed his head: “I’ll wait for you at home.”
He paused, then added with a smile: “Don’t worry, I will do the questions according to your schedule, and promise not to be lazy.”
Before they separated, Jing Ci had already started to think about Ying Jiao. He nodded and wanted to say something, but when it came to his mouth, there was only one sentence left: “Then I’ll go first, I will see you at school.”
After he finished speaking, he was stunned. He always felt that this scene was a bit familiar, but he can’t remember when he experienced it for a while.
Just as the ticket check-in began, he was anxious to say goodbye to Ying Jiao, so he didn’t think about it too deeply.
Under the cover of his sleeve, Ying Jiao shook his hand firmly: “See you at school.”
After waiting until Jing Ci’s figure disappeared from the ticket gate, Ying Jiao turned around and went home.
Even though there was only one person missing, the house became empty. He stared absently at the chair in the study. Usually at this time, Jing Ci was already sitting here quietly reading a book. As long as he turned his eyes a little, he could see him.
Ying Jiao sat down on his chair, gently opened the cabinet below, and wanted to take out the exercise book to divert his attention.
Ying Jiao was stunned suddenly.
Packed neatly in the cabinet, there are several boxes of beautifully packaged candy bars. He gently lifted the label attached to the top—
Brother, eat it when you want to smoke.
“Do you want anything?”
“I want to eat candy. I quit smoking recently, but I always feel that my mouth is uncomfortable.”
That was made up by him in order to make Jing Ci happy.
He had long forgotten.
Jing Ci always remembered.
The author has something to say:
Brother Jiao: I want XXX brand lubricant.
Customer service: Sweetheart, sorry, we don’t ship goods during the Spring Festival.
Brother Jiao:??? What should I do if I’m in a hurry??
Customer service: Sweetheart, I suggest you hold on first.
Brother Jiao: F*ck you!!
WCBL: Ah I read this novel a while back, but I didn’t remember YJ being like this so I was kind of surprised lmao.