The Short Story of ShaoWang

Jiang Shaoyan added an extra pair of chopsticks to the dining table. He Yan was completely self-cooked. He smelled the scent and entered the kitchen as soon as he entered the door: "Oh, what's this?"

"French meat slices," Jiang Shaoyan said, "I don't know if you come here so early, the dishes are less prepared."

He Yan took off his coat and hung it on the dining chair, and loosened his tie: "It's okay, just eat something. It was originally an acquired plane. As a result, the domestic company had a temporary problem here, so I came back early. I called Azhe. No one answered the phone for a long time, so I had to go directly to the door. "

Wang Zhe just took the phone out of the room and heard the words: "My phone has been charging in the room. I just saw the missed call. I'm sorry, brother."

Seeing that his cousin had regained his familiar look again, He Yan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I was bothered. Don't bother me with your two young men. I will stay for three days and it will never affect the two of you. world."

Wang Zhe was immediately embarrassed: "Brother, don't say that ..."

Jiang Shaoyan came out of the kitchen with the last dish and heard the words: "Brother stays a few days, don't disturb."

Of course, this is just polite, and He Yan ca n’t hear it: “Shao Yan is very sensible, unlike our family, Azhe, such an adult would not say polite words, it ’s silly.”

"Stupid is a little stupid, but it's pretty good, and won't be kidnapped."

He Yan saw that he responded well, and he did not tamper with the generosity. He became more and more interested: "How old is Shaoyan this year?"

"twenty one."

"No wonder I'm more mature than Azhe. I'm three years older than you. Just treat me as my own brother. You don't need to be too polite."

Wang Zhe, who was sitting on the side, said suddenly: "I'm just two years younger than my senior, and I'm not too immature ..." He said lighter, because he saw Jiang Shaoyan's eyes cast.

"Dare to say, who is fighting with someone today?" Jiang Shaoyan, who treats fighting as a routine meal, trained him without blushing.

Wang Zhe lowered his head and silently chopped the rice in his bowl, which seemed a bit wronged, but after taking a bite of the dish, he couldn't help laughing: "The dish made by the senior is so delicious." The wound in the corner of the mouth sizzled with pain.

Jiang Shaoyan put him a chopstick dish into the bowl: "Too stupid to see, I will give you some medicine later."

He Yan had long been curious about Wang Zhe ’s injury, and took the opportunity to ask doubts. Jiang Shaoyan took the matter with a few words and did not want to let He Yan know the grievances of Zou Rui and them, so as not to let his cousin who just established a good impression think him The style is not clear to others, and Wang Zhe is injured.

After dinner, He Yan took the initiative to contract the dishes. Jiang Shaoyan and Wang Zhe went to clean up the room.

"Which room do I sleep at night?" Jiang Shaoyan asked deliberately.

Wang Zhe said shyly: "Sleep my room, my bed is bigger ..."

"Is it convenient to roll around?"

"No, no, I don't mean that for seniors!"

"Which means?" Jiang Shaoyan hugged Wang Zhe's neck and put it in the past, jokingly said: "What do you want? It's not dirty."

Wang Zhe suddenly blushed, and Jiang Shaoyan thought he would be so panic and shy that he could not speak, but did not expect Wang Zhe to hug him at once.

"The senior clearly knew what I was thinking." Wang Zhe's head was buried in his shoulder socket, and his voice was muffled. "What can you think of besides thinking of you."

Fuck, silly dogs are getting sultry more and more recently.

Jiang Shaoyan flirted with him, but he pushed himself in disguise and pushed Wang Zhe: "Yes, then sleep here with you."

It sounds like I have considered other rooms.

Wang Zhe was quite happy, but he cared about the wound and didn't dare to laugh too wide, half-grinning, and it looked a little funny. Jiang Shaoyan didn't care about him anymore and went to the living room. It happened that He Yan washed the dishes out. He loosened his tie for the convenience of movement. The shirt button was loosened and the sleeve was pulled over the forearm. The exposed part was not much, but one It looks like a strong fitness material that strips off the meat.

He Yan's eyebrows are similar to those of Wang Zhe, but he is obviously not half-blooded. The characteristics of Orientals are more distinct, his face is more mature and handsome, and he is exuding the elite temperament unique to successful men, confident and chic. Kind and charming.

If he changed to before, He Yan was completely Jiang Shaoyan's ideal type, but now that he has someone in his heart, he naturally has no other ideas.

While Wang Zhe was away, He Yan approached a little and said with a smile: "I always knew there was someone in my brother's heart and thought it was a delicate omega. After all, he also knows his temperament."

Jiang Shaoyan heard his implication, saying: "We are complementary only in this way, what can I protect him."

He Yan was stunned, and then laughed: "You really are different, no wonder he likes you so much, but he can't protect you, he just has a good temper, he is bullied and doesn't say anything, he really wants to get angry , Teach people not to be soft. "

Jiang Shaoyan surprised: "Brother have you seen him angry?"

"I heard about it once. When he was in the second grade, a classmate like omega fell in love with Azhe. The classmate was angry but came to fight with him. He didn't resist much, but the man deliberately put him When a pen broke, Azhe got angry on the spot. If someone else pulled it, it was estimated that he would be able to beat the broken bone. Later, he was called a parent. "

"Just because of a pen?"

"That's not an ordinary pen. According to him, it's something from a senior who just graduated from junior high school. He's very precious."

Jiang Shaoyan paired the time and knew that 80% of the senior was his own, but compared to this, one thing made him more concerned: "Is Wang Zhe very popular?"

"He has always been very popular. I don't know how many omegas are fighting for him. Some even want to seduce him with pheromones. Azhe is also stubborn. He didn't listen to his family's advice and went to fight--"

Jiang Shaoyan wondered: "What did you hit?"

He Yan scratched her head, hesitating whether to say it, and just caught Wang Zhe cleaning up the room and walking towards them: "Let's talk about it next time. Today is quite late, take a break early."

Jiang Shaoyan hadn't noticed that, "Uh," he said, "Brother, add a friend, and go back and talk."

"The room is packed, brother and I will take you." Wang Zhe inserted into the conversation coldly.

"Wait a minute." Jiang Shaoyan quickly added He Yan as a friend, "OK, brother, you go to bed earlier."

He Yan was really tired after taking the plane for a day, and went to the guest room after saying good night. Jiang Shaoyan followed Wang Zhe into his room. Wang Zhe's bedroom had a bathroom, and the two used to live in a dormitory. They didn't feel any difference, but the bed was much larger than the dormitory.

When Wang Zhe came out from the shower, Jiang Shaoyan had prepared cotton swabs and potions, beckoning him, and he sat down on the bed obediently, raising his head like he was waiting for his pet to be caressed by the owner.

Jiang Shaoyan reached out and stroked his face, and found that he seemed to be more mature. At the first sight, the kind of youthful youth was almost invisible, replaced by a more handsome three-dimensional silhouette and gentle and reliable temperament. What remains the same is that he has a dark green fundus in his eyes and always hides his infatuation and warmth when looking at himself, which can make people melt inside.

Jiang Shaoyan calmed down, leaned on one knee on the edge of the bed, dipped a cotton swab into the potion, and applied it carefully to the area where he was injured. The area was not large and it was quickly wiped off.

"You have to eat lighter these two days."

Wang Zhe nodded.

"Pay attention to rest."

Wang Zhe nodded seriously.

"Pay attention to hygiene."

Wang Zhe nodded again.

"Do you want to kiss."

Wang Zhe nodded inertially. After a second, he realized what Jiang Shaoyan said, and his eyes lit up.

"Seriously, don't you be afraid that the wound will crack?" Jiang Shaoyan laughed.

Wang Zhe whispered: "It doesn't matter ..."

"No, I don't want to give you medicine again."

The light in Wang Zhe's eyes was a little dark, but he still said obediently: "Well, forget it."

Jiang Shaoyan saw that he was so obedient, it was really itchy: "For your obedience, give you some rewards, and stick out your tongue."

Wang Zhe didn't know, so he opened his mouth slightly, the opening and closing were small, and he didn't pull the wound. Jiang Shaoyan just moved out and licked him.

Wang Zhe was shocked, and the whole person froze, staring at Jiang Shaoyan in a daze.

Jiang Shaoyan grinned slightly, wrapped his soft tongue, and wrapped around Wang Zhe's tongue exposed in the air, with a refreshing smell just after taking a bath, with a hazy Moisture makes this lip-to-kiss lips tangled more and more sticky.

This is still not enough. Jiang Shaoyan was particularly greedy for Wang Zhe ’s body temperature and breath recently. Perhaps it is near the estrus period. The craving for alpha engraved in the body is wreaking havoc. He loosens his tongue and kisses Wang Zhe ’s chin, then Moving down, he licked his raised throat.

Wang Zhe's throat suddenly fluctuated.

"Where else do you want me to lick?" Jiang Shaoyan sat down on him with a very proud tone. "Whatever you say will satisfy you."

Wang Zhe's brain is still down, and his body has been pushed to react first. Jiang Shaoyan noticed it, reached down and touched it, and suddenly felt the stiff thing under the loose pajamas.

"You have to wait here. I'll get it for you next time." Jiang Shaoyan has no experience in serving with his mouth, and he doesn't want to lose his "primary" status in front of Wang Zhe. He wants to go online to learn data technology and come back to him.

Wang Zhe finally recovered from a series of deliberate seductions, his face was already flushed, and said in a dumb voice: "No, I can't bear to ..."

"No hands needed? Then I fell asleep." Jiang Shaoyan stood up.

Wang Zhe grabbed his hand.

Then pressed on his lower body.

The eyes were scorching, and the dark green lining the eyes was more breathtaking.

"... Help you, but you can't kiss me." Jiang Shaoyan ordered.

Wang Zhe was very obedient and really complied with the requirements throughout the process, except that the desire and the hotness in his eyes almost overflowed at the last moment, staring at Jiang Shaoyan who could not hold back a bit, removed his sight and accelerated his hand movements, helping him hard Got it out.

As for himself, of course, he went to the bathroom very "unhurriedly" to do it himself, and to get plenty of food.