Kiss Winter

Chapter 54

Then Cheng Kaiji's scorching breath rushed towards his face, and naturally, He Zhai was kissed by Cheng Kaiji.

Cheng Kaiji's kiss was delicate and long, completely different from his image.

The snowflakes in the sky began to fall again at some unknown time, probably when Cheng Kaiji threw him to the ground, He Zhai thought, at that moment his sight was blocked.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but He Zhai always feels that because of Cheng Kaiji, he even feels that the snowflakes in City B are more resilient than those in other places.

When in City A, the snowflakes never fell to the ground and melted in mid-air every time. Now, after only a while, a thin layer had already fallen on Cheng Kaiji's back.

He Zhai responded to Cheng Kaiji, sweeping away all the falling snowflakes with his hands behind his back.

Cheng Kaiji is now like an automatic heating machine, a kiss made He Zhai's cheeks scorching hot in the sub-zero temperature.

Cheng Kaiji was still a little rational, knowing that he couldn't burn dry firewood in the yard, so when the two of them were about to lose their minds, his warm tongue swept He Zhai's mouth, expressing his desire He Zhai bit his lower lip several times.

Only then did he open his eyes, and looked at He Zhai playfully: "Are you comfortable?"

He Zhai glanced at the large dog-like human Cheng Kaiji on him, licked his red lips, shook his head and lay on his arm and let out a long sigh of relief: "It's comfortable, why is it uncomfortable? Full of warmth and lust."

He withdrew his gaze and looked at Cheng Kaiji with complicated eyes, "It will be more comfortable if I do it to the end."

Cheng Kaiji was choked by He Zhai's sudden words, looked at He Zhai's dissatisfied face, lowered his head and let out a muffled laugh, buried his head in He Zhai's ear and whispered in his ear He Zhai gasped, causing He Zhai to gasp.

Forget it, but he still wants to rub his ears together, rubbing against He Zhai's ear, sucking and panting.

He Zhai's eyes were about to hold back tears, he didn't know when Cheng Kaiji became so bold, wasn't the Cheng Kaiji he knew before very abstinent?

"Cheng Kaiji, you've changed." He Zhai and Bairong Tuanzi looked at each other from a distance, he couldn't stand it anymore, so he hurriedly uttered a voice to obstruct, with a bit of lust in his voice.

Sure enough, Cheng Kaiji didn't move, raised his head from his ear, turned He Zhai's face back, kissed his eyes, and asked him, "What's wrong?"

There were sparkles in He Zhai's eyes, and Cheng Kaiji knew it was done by him, and in the next second, he gently wiped away the tears in the corners of his eyes with his rough thumb.

"You used to be very restrained!"

Cheng Kaiji was puzzled, and looked at He Zhai with an unbelievable expression on his face: "It's obviously you who just said that you are full of warmth and longing for lust!"

"But what you have done is outrageous! You don't* me and you still tease me!" He Zhai stared at the white velvet dumpling hiding behind the tree in grief, without even looking at Cheng Kaiji, as if he was really hurt by him to the heart.

Cheng Kaiji held his forehead, with an indescribable expression on his face: "Who said I used to be very restrained? You can't see what I'm doing when I'm at home, right? Huh?"

He Zhai finally looked at him, and he straightened his face and held Cheng Kaiji's face in his hands: "Then why didn't you restrain yourself before? Tell me?"

"..." Cheng Kaiji hesitated to speak, looked at He Zhai's expectant eyes, and finally lost the battle, drooping his head, his ears were red, his voice was slightly vague, obviously wanting to pass it by, "I I'm thinking of you at home... um, type f#j."

"Pfft—" So He Zhai laughed out loud at this ambiguous openness, and when he looked at Cheng Kaiji again, the other party looked at him with resentment.

He Zhai pinched his face and said with a smile, "I didn't do it on purpose, really. I didn't expect you to like me so much before."

In the end, he kissed the corner of Cheng Kaiji's mouth again, making up for the uncontrollable smile just now.

Cheng Kaiji is both helpless and pampered, He Zhai is really holding him to death, but what needs to be explained is still to explain: "I didn't know you liked me at the time, I just thought this kind of thing was a kind of kind to you... ...Well, how should I put it, this is a bad thing. Although it is only my own imagination."

He paused and asked He Zhai, "Do you understand?"

Cheng Kaiji's eyes were burning, and He Zhai also put away his indecent look, "I understand. In fact, I like you earlier than you think."

He Zhai suddenly smiled, telling his sweetheart this kind of thing, he is really immature, this is the first time in 30 years, the first time he has met a man who is so compatible with him physically and mentally, it is inevitable that he is a little embarrassed to say it.

"When?"

"The first time I saw you." Cheng Kaiji saw He Zhai's unease and slight anxiety, and gently stroked his forehead with his hands. The comforting effect of this caress was immediate.

He Zhai's mood gradually calmed down, he put his arms around Cheng Kaiji's neck in an unserious manner like before, and whispered softly in his ear: "I want to sleep with you."

Cheng Kaiji couldn't help but laugh.

But both of them know that today's openness is based on the premise that they are together, and it's okay, they are together.

If they miss it for no reason, there is a high probability that what the two people have done will be regarded as a kind of sexual harassment to others in their hearts. If they miss it for no reason, both of them will feel uneasy.

But, fortunately, they are together.

Maybe two people thought of being together, and the hug became very strong in an instant. This feeling is very precious.

"Brother Zhai, shall we build a snowman?" The two of them were silent on the snow for a while, then Cheng Kaiji suddenly spoke out and looked at He Zhai.

"Okay." He Zhai nodded, rubbed his face with his hands, and smiled, "Then can Captain Cheng pull me up now?"

"Of course." Cheng Kaiji quickly got up from him, took his hand and pulled him up from the snow.

He also found the gloves that He Zhai had thrown aside. He first scooped up a handful of snow and rubbed He Zhai's ungloved hands, then put the gloves on for him, and finally rubbed them for him with his own hands. Rub it.

He Zhai was helpless, lowered his eyes and watched Cheng Kaiji's movements: "I'm not a child anymore."

"I know." Cheng Kaiji said, "But these two things have nothing to do with each other." Relying on his height, Cheng Kaiji patted He Zhai on the shoulder like coaxing a child.

"Obviously they treat me like a child." He Zhai muttered inwardly dissatisfied.

But when Cheng Kaiji walked forward, he still pulled Cheng Kaiji's hand stickily and rubbed it beside him.

Cheng Kaiji also noticed He Zhai's little tricks, why does this man always say what he means?His heart was sweet, and the smile on his face could not be restrained even if he pursed his lips.

The snow under the old ginkgo tree has not yet been harmed by them. The only trace left on it is the footprints of the white velvet dumpling.

He Zhai pointed to the footprints, and held Cheng Kaiji's hand tightly: "Have you ever learned a text in primary school? It's a Chinese text."

"What text?"

He Zhai looked at the footprints and thought for a while: "It seems to be called "The Little Painter in the Snow"?" Before Cheng Kaiji frowned and remembered, he read it on his own—

"It's snowing, it's snowing!

A group of little painters came in the snow.

The chicken draws bamboo leaves, the puppy draws plum blossoms,

The duckling draws maple leaves, and the pony draws crescent moons.

No paint, no pen,

A few steps into a painting.

Why didn't the frog participate?

He fell asleep in the cave. "

"Pfft." Cheng Kaiji smiled, "I remember this, but how can you remember it so clearly?"

He Zhai sighed helplessly: "Isn't it because of He Xun? Although I liked this text quite a bit when I was young, I almost forgot about it.

He Xun was in elementary school at that time, and in order to attract my attention, he recited this text in the living room every day, and he recited it whenever I appeared.Sneaking glances at me while reciting, do you think he is sick? "

Cheng Kaiji couldn't help laughing, and nodded in approval: "Yes, he is sick, we don't care about him." Cheng Kaiji gently squeezed He Zhai's fingers, "But from what you said, I really want to see how you used to be. What's it like?"

"I'll take you back to City A to see." He Zhai smiled lightly, pointing to the footprints of the white velvet dumpling that suddenly popped out, "Look, this is 'Puppy Painting Plum Blossoms'."

Cheng Kaiji pushed He Zhai forward: "Yes, yes, it is lifelike, and the snowman we make will be so lifelike later, how about setting a flag—defeating Xiaobai?"

He Zhai said: "Cheng Kaiji, you are really wicked, even a dog has the desire to win."

Cheng Kaiji smiled behind him, who would have secretly opened your eyes to look at Xiaobai when you kissed me just now.

Facts have proved that He Zhai's flexible and slender hands are only suitable for woodcarving, because He Zhai really doesn't know anything about other things.

Cheng Kaiji looked at his own big snowball that was rolling perfectly round, and then at the sharp-edged and shabby little snowball in front of He Zhai, he hesitated to speak, with a complicated expression on his face.

On the other hand, He Zhai pretended nothing happened, looking at the bare branches of the old ginkgo tree.

Cheng Kaiji walked over, with a serious face, and asked, "Comrade He Zhai, how did you get through your childhood?"

Seeing that he didn't mean to blame, He Zhai's eyes lit up, and he loved him dearly: "Study, I was the first in my class in kindergarten, elementary school, junior high school, and high school. When I was in college—"

Cheng Kaiji silently made a "stop" gesture to him, his eyes were full of love and affection, it seemed that his boyfriend was a school bully who had no childhood.

He sighed, and took another look at the snowball rolled out by He Zhai: "Let me get it."

He Zhai took two steps back thoughtfully, grabbed the white velvet dumpling hiding behind the ginkgo tree, and sat cross-legged on the ground, watching Cheng Kaiji snowball with relish.

He Zhai also grabbed the two front legs of Bairong Tuanzi from time to time, manipulated the two legs and piled a small snowball on the ground, it was very small, but it was much more beautiful than the snowball that He Zhai rolled by himself just now. .

He was indignant that the white velvet dumpling rolled better than him, so he patted it lightly with his hand, and the little snowball turned into a snow cake, and the white velvet dumpling howled in grief.

But He Zhai didn't make any contribution to the snowman. When Cheng Kaiji finished the first half and the second half of the snowman and connected them together, it was time for He Zhai to perform.

He Zhai, who aspired to surpass the "plum blossom" of the white velvet dumpling, carefully sculpted the snowman's face with a carving knife and scratched off the excess snow.

Cheng Kaiji went into the room and fumbled out two black clothes buttons from nowhere, and put them in the snowman's eye sockets after He Zhai finished.

Coincidentally, when they went to the supermarket last night, they bought several carrots by the way, which happened to come in handy now, and the little snowman has its nose.

Finally, there was the mouth. Cheng Kaiji searched the house for a long time according to the location He Zhai remembered, and finally found a piece of black fabric. He didn't know why there was such a strange thing in He Zhai's house.

He Zhai made the hole at the snowman's mouth a little deeper, and the cloth strips were not easy to put in. Finally, Cheng Kaiji pressed the small cloth strips with crushed snow, and the whole snowman was officially completed.

Cheng Kaiji and He Zhai took a few steps back in tacit understanding, carefully sizing up the snowman - good-looking is good-looking, always feel that there is something missing in the fly in the ointment.

He Zhai subconsciously glanced at Cheng Kaiji, and then patted Cheng Kaiji on the back, Cheng Kaiji was terrified by him. "Yes!"

"What's there?" Cheng Kaiji looked at He Zhai with a puzzled expression on his face.

He Zhai stood on tiptoe, took off the Lei Feng hat from Cheng Kaiji's head, put it on the snowman's head, and then went to dig a layer of snow under the ginkgo tree. He remembered that a few branches withered and were broken off before.

The snowman had arms and a hat for a while, making it more lifelike. He Zhai leaned lazily on Cheng Kaiji's body, and looked away from the snowman: "Do you think this snowman is not bad?"

"Not bad!" He Zhai put all his weight on Cheng Kaiji, who was afraid that he would fall, put his arms around his arm slightly, and nodded vigorously in response to He Zhai, "Our brother Zhai is the best! Little brother White is incomparable!"

He Zhai raised his face and looked proud, smacking his lips enjoying Cheng Kaiji's approval: "That is!"

He Zhai and Cheng Kaiji, who had the snowman but abandoned the white velvet dumpling, sang together, as if they had forgotten that they had paid too much for their love, and now it was secretly hurting behind the snowman.

"Wang."