Duan YuJing has already paid the money, carrying a big bag of bulging things, turning around and holding his little lover, warmly said: "Go back, it's dark, there is nothing to go shopping outside, if you like it, I will take you later come out."
"Brother Jing, do you want to help?" QingGe looked at the shopping bags, and said with a smile as if they had bought a lot of them.
"No, it's okay that you are responsible for enjoying it. I have these things." Duan YuJing smiled slightly, holding his fingers interlocking. QingGe can even feel that the joints in his hand are distinct, with a little thin cocoon, which is more at ease.
After returning home, because Duan YuChen has not been on vacation yet, he lives on campus at night and only comes back to eat during the day, so there are only two QingGe in the house.
QingGe sat on the side of the bed and took out all the things in the bracelet. Two cards, some miscellaneous things, as well as the jewelry and antiques left by his mother, Xi, he is really poor by the count, all his wealth is only Two cards.
"Boom boom boom"
Duan YuJing packed up his things, made a plate of fruit salad, and knocked gently on the door. After all, he wanted space for his little lovers, so he couldn't go in at will.
"Brother Jing, you can just come in." QingGe was stunned for a second when he heard the knock on the door, and then thought that he was living in the same room with Brother Jing, and shouted shallowly.
"Are you hungry? I made a fruit salad, do you want to eat it?" Duan YuJing opened the door and laughed, then glanced at the pile of scattered things on the bed, raised his eyebrows to look at him, "What are you doing?"
QingGe blinked, moved his body, let Brother Jing sit next to him, and pointed to him one by one: "My little vault."
Duan YuJing laughed, put a piece of peach to his mouth with a fork, curled his lips and said, "The little vault is deflated? Do you want me to make up?"
"Brother Jing, I just found out that I'm so poor. These are all things my mother left for me. I don't have anything." QingGe annoyed, and he kept eating fruits in his hands. He couldn't see his annoyance at all.
Duan YuJing gathered up a bunch of things, looked at the person eating the fruit, and joked: "Take these away. The small vault can't be moved around. I will keep it as a dowry in the future. I will support you."
"Cough, cough, cough" QingGe was taken aback by the dowry and almost choked himself. Not convinced, too little dowry! How to say the dowry also needs a big vault!
Duan YuJing patted him on the back lightly, and smiled at the corners of his mouth: "I mean, you keep the small treasury. Auntie left this for you. Don't use it lightly, can you use mine? I don't mean anything else. , We are lovers, there is no need to divide this, I am willing."
QingGe has a serious face, breaking his fingers and counting it to him: "Brother Jing, I eat yours, use yours, wear yours, and you have to pay for it. Everyone will scold me for being a little boy. This reputation is not good. ."
If QingGe is not holding a smile on his face, maybe Duan YuJing really believes that the little lover is really upset about this, but he looks very happy.
Duan YuJing was amused by him and couldn't help but laugh. What kind of reasoning is this. He leaned over and kissed the corner of his mouth: "So what? You are my boyfriend. I want to be nice to you. Do you have to consider what other people are doing? Think about it? I just want to hold you in my palms and spoil them. They just say what they like. I treat you as a lover and a partner for life, but I never thought of you as a little white face. Be good, wait for your independence With my financial ability, wouldn't it be enough for you to raise me? I'm happy to be your little white face."
At this point, Xiao QingGe happily set another ambitious ambition to become a writer and make money and raise a small face! He still remembers a few stocks from his previous life, and he will buy it tomorrow!
Duan YuJing smiled at the look of the little lover's money fan, and gave a secondary card QingGe for daily use, and took out his salary card and passbook, which contained the money he earned over the years. Liu Jing manages well, and he is considered a multi-millionaire, and he doesn't have much entertainment on weekdays. Work already accounts for a large part of him, and part of it is left to miss his little lover and take care of his younger brother.
"The passbook is my savings over the years, and the salary card is also handed over to you, dear, the monthly utility bills, property management fees, and on the 1st remember to send Xiao Chen pocket money, these things are all left to you. From now on, I will be your little white face, Lord Master, remember to send me the household on time." Duan YuJing said with a smile, looking at QingGe's dazed look, I was very satisfied.
Ouch! QingGe's entire portrait has been bombed, and hasn't recovered yet, isn't he discussing his small vault? Why did you become Brother Jing's small vault? Well, he didn't speak very fluently, and he stammered: "Brother Jing, you are not afraid that I will lose it, or if I abscond with my money, you will become a pauper."
"Don't be afraid, Lord Lord, when you abscond, remember to bring your little white face, remember to pay the utility bill, otherwise I am afraid that the apartment will be cut off and will not be able to cook for you, okay?" Duan YuJing is not afraid, he believes QingGe Although the little lover is sometimes confused, he is very clear in his heart that QingGe is not comparable to those young masters who do not touch the sun with his fingers. His QingGe is amazing, and he is definitely a good help!
Therefore, people in love are fools, and everything the other person does is good.
"Well, Brother Jing, do you remember to give me the utility bills, and how much pocket money should Xiao Chen give me? Well, Brother Jing, you have to bring your card, otherwise you, a CEO, will go out for dinner. Paying the bill, how sorry, you have to bring more." QingGe slapped a little abacus, completely accepting his role as the master of the gold(?).
Duan YuJing listened quietly and smiled silently. The lover is willing to solve trivial things for you. Isn't it just about spending a lifetime with you? Does it matter whether it is the gold master or the little white face? They are not them in the eyes of others, they are just each other, and it is enough to live your own life well.
When QingGe finished her narration, she found that Brother Jing was just looking at him with a smile. Later, she became shy and didn't know how long she had been staring at. She seemed a bit mother-in-law.
"QingGe, you are so kind." Duan YuJing was in the active position, pressing him under his body, and kissing him softly.
QingGe didn't dislike Brother Jing's closeness, he had already liked this person, so he responded slowly, although a little clumsy and a little shy.
In the beginning, it was just a simple kiss. I don't know which party started the fire first. The kiss between the two couldn't help but unbuttoned a few pajamas, and QingGe's white chest was exposed, and it was tight.
Duan YuJing's eyes are not as deep as usual, but full of aggressiveness, which means that he is bound to gain. He looks at the unconscious fascination of the little lover under him, and his lips are still slightly red from the kiss. A rush of heat surged up. He just wanted to let go, and was about to take a cold shower in the bathroom, when he was caught by a pair of white hands.
"Brother Jing, it's uncomfortable." QingGe is just a little virgin. After such a stimulating feeling, the heat of the body can't be vented. He rubbed Duan YuJing uncomfortably, his eyes were blurred, and he could only hum. .
Originally intending to let him go, since the little lover entangled him himself, then he is not a gentleman. Thanks to the foresight, I just bought the necessities in the supermarket.
Duan YuJing kissed it again, peeling off the clothes that were in the way of the two of them in three or two, feeling the delicate skin on their hands, and eager for more. It's unclear who started it first. The two of them were addicted to the thrill of a complete physical union. Anyway, by the end of the day, QingGe was already tired to sleep.
Duan YuJing hugged her little lover on his feet. On the first day of the eight-year reunion, he got what he wanted. God is so kind to him.
Duan YuJing wrapped QingGe in a sheet and put hot water in the bathroom. The temperature was slightly higher. QingGe was not in good health. I don't know if the indulgence tonight will make him uncomfortable, so be careful.
QingGe has been asleep, and there is no sign of waking up. Duan YuJing carefully cleaned him up, applied ointment, and changed the bed sheets in the room. He reached out to confirm that the little lover had no fever, and then he held him to sleep with ease.
Early in the morning, Duan YuJing got up, went to the kitchen to boil a pot of mung bean and millet porridge, and made red date cake, and dried the sheets that were thrown into the washing machine last night. When the time was almost up, I soaked a cup of honey water. Walk back to the room.
Sour and numb, this is the first feeling QingGe wakes up, her mouth is dry, her whole body is screaming uncomfortable, QingGe frowns, and she will get angry in the next second.
Suddenly a pair of big dry and warm hands gently massaged his waist, with moderate intensity, which made the whole body more comfortable.