Changed Into O In Front Of My Rival [On-Hold]

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    Yan Mu was dragged home by Jiang Zhihuo.

    His palm was icy because he was so cold.

    In the past few days, I have been exhausted physically and mentally, chilled, and cold from the inside out.

    Fortunately, Jiang Zhihuo is hot and warm everywhere, and the temperature spreads up from the palm of his hand little by little.

    Yan Mu began to long to touch him.

    As soon as the door was opened, Jiang Zhihuo was pushed behind the door. They kissed, and the slightly hot breath came over little by little, and they were sent back again.

    The coldness in my heart was slowly squeezed out of my chest.

    The two haven't seen each other for about ten days, and now they will hug each other, neither of them will let the other go, and each is more forgetful than the other.

    Jiang Zhihuo gnawed hard on Yan Mu's collarbone, leaving two rows of teeth marks. Yan Mu pinched the back of Jiang Zhihuo's neck and rubbed gently on the gland.

    They are all trapped, and their perceptions are all in the hands of the other party.

    Yan Mu has been very depressed these days. He talks on the phone every day and chats briefly. Yan Mu tries not to show it, but Jiang Zhihuo knows that Brother Yan has not been in a good mood.

    I don't know if it's because we haven't seen each other for so long, Jiang Zhihuo can't take a breath again, and it's not enough to practice kissing less.

    Out of breath, he had no choice but to step back slightly, his forehead resting on Yan Mu's shoulder, his chest heaving. The fingertips hooked Yan Mu's fingers, and gently slid down.

    Then Jiang Zhihuo raised his head, his eyes turned red, and his eyes were full of smiles: "Brother Yan, you have worked hard."

    Just after returning from outside, the two took turns to take a shower, and they didn't think about going outside for dinner. Eating, there must be people everywhere when I go out now, and I have to queue for everything to eat.

    There are meat and vegetables that Jiang Zhihuo bought during the day in the refrigerator, Yan Mu rolled up his sleeves and started cooking. 

    Jiang Zhihuo took out two bowls from the sterilizer and held them in his hands for later use, his gaze fell on Yan Mu. 

   The appearance of Yan Mu wearing an apron can be seen a few times, and it looks a bit cold and cold, but it has added a lot of popularity.

    Jiang Zhihuo was on the sidelines, responsible for chopping vegetables and handing over the shovel.

    In the kitchen, he can only do his hands, and let him blow up the whole kitchen.

    Jiang Zhihuo looked at his brother Yan, he was so handsome, and he was alone, thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

    However, in the next second, his breathing stopped suddenly without warning, and the back of his neck became faintly hot again.

    "Bang bang" twice.

    Yan Mu turned his head.

    Jiang Zhihuo dropped the two bowls in his hand and rushed into the room without looking back.

    "Xiao Zhou?" Yan Mu knocked on the door.

    "Wait a minute!"

    Jiang Zhihuo randomly stuffed a tablet of medicine into his mouth, swallowing it raw without thinking about drinking water.