Make a living

Chapter 90 Help me take off

This night, Zheng Haichuan didn't know how many times he was kissed.After Qi Yu made the promise, he was indeed "relaxed", but he couldn't bear the number of times. In the end, Zheng Haichuan really felt that his mouth was bald, and it hurt when he touched it!

"No more kisses, don't cover it."

Seeing that her boyfriend refused to give him a kiss, Qi Yu could only let go of him regretfully, and pecked on the back of Zheng Haichuan's hand.

Zheng Haichuan looked at him hesitantly for a long time before putting down his hand in doubt.But in the blink of an eye, his hand was held by a man, and Qi Yu stroked his fingers one by one, one by one, making Zheng Haichuan itchy...and flustered.

"Doctor Lu," Zheng Haichuan wanted to twitch his hand but did not twitch, he could only ask tentatively, "Are you drunk?"

"What does Chuan'er think?" Qi Yu propped his other hand on the back of the sofa, his eyes were half closed, but he was still staring at the young man's bright red lips.

"...Drunk, drunk." Otherwise, how could it be so... so...

Zheng Haichuan couldn't tell what "so" was, he just felt that the Dr. Li he saw tonight was very different, as if there was something more that he didn't have before, and it seemed that something had been bound in his body all along, and now he was Suddenly untied.

It is said that alcohol can make people not like themselves. Zheng Haichuan concluded that Dr. Lu must be drunk.

"Oh, how can I kiss you like this when I'm drunk?"

Qi Yu chuckled, grabbed Zheng Haichuan's fingers and let him touch his red and swollen lips.

He pulled the fingertips curled up in fright to his mouth and took a bite.

Qi Yu was not drunk, but the strength of alcohol did make him much more reckless than before.At this time, he really wanted to do more bad things while drunk.

"L, Li, Doctor!"

Zheng Haichuan didn't expect Qi Yu to like to use hands so much after he was drunk, no, no, it's talking!Biting his mouth is not enough, but also biting his hand... don't you want to bite other places in a while?

Zheng Haichuan blushed more and more as he thought about it, and finally gathered his strength, and carried Qi Yu onto his body with brute strength.

"You're drunk and need to sleep!" he snorted.

The two are about the same size, but Qi Yu is still slightly taller than Zheng Haichuan.At this moment, Qi Yu was caught off guard by his lover and was carried towards the bedroom. Qi Yu had half of his body stuck to Zheng Haichuan's back, with both feet still dragging on the ground, his figure was very awkward.

If it were Qi Yu before, at this time, he would definitely have to show off his boyfriend power.What a joke, how can a wife carry her husband?He has learned Sanda martial arts for several years, and he knows how to use ingenuity rather than brute force. It is not difficult to control Zheng Haichuan's size.

But after tonight, Qi Yu doesn't mind if his idiot loves him in this way and treats him well.

Only those who like a person will worry about him, care about him, and work hard for him. The energy Zheng Haichuan expended at this time, sooner or later he can use other methods to make up for it.

With such a dedicated cooperation, Qi Yu was successfully brought to the bedside by Zheng Haichuan.

It's just that when Zheng Haichuan wanted to put him on the bed, Qi Yu leaned against him and stopped moving.

"?" Zheng Haichuan pushed the person again, coaxing in a good voice, "It's late, do you have to go to work tomorrow? Go to sleep."

Qi Yu buried his head on the young man's neck, denying: "Tomorrow rest."

"Then you have to sleep!" Zheng Haichuan was itchy from the man's snort, shrunk his neck, but still held Qi Yu's waist firmly with his hands, "Sit down, and I will take off your clothes and shoes for you."

"No." Qi Yu refused.

"Then take it off yourself."

"No."

Zheng Haichuan was a little worried, he felt that his wife was more difficult to coax than Xiao Hemiao.

"So what do you want to do?" he asked simply.At the same time, she pursed her lips again, thinking, don't talk about kissing again.Although...although it is very comfortable to kiss, but he has to go to work tomorrow!Can't let the workers find out that the mouth is broken.

"You can't go to bed without taking a bath." Dr. Lu felt disgusted even himself, "Take a bath first."

"Ah?" Zheng Haichuan was stunned for a moment, his face turned red again for some reason, he stammered, "Then, then I'll put water on you. Can you stand still?"

Qi Yu caught his hand in time: "You have to wash it too." There was a smell of sweat.

Zheng Haichuan hurriedly said: "I, I'll go back and wash!"

The person buried between his neck raised his head, his eyes without glasses were less sharp than usual, but more alcohol-smoked, and called him, "Zheng Haichuan."

"What, what?"

Qi Yu said seriously, "I'm drunk."

"Drunk people bathe alone... prone to sudden death."

To put it in a serious way, there is no way to see that it is made up.

Warm water poured down from the top of his head.

Zheng Haichuan couldn't dodge in time and was drenched all over his face, and his vest and shorts were soaked through.

"Doctor Lu!" His tone finally became a little more serious, but he softened his tone after meeting Qi Yu's innocent and calm eyes, and whispered, "You have to take off your clothes first, daughter-in-law."

Forget it, the daughter-in-law is drunk, so he should take more care of her.

Thinking this way, Zheng Haichuan hesitated for a long time while holding the man's hand, and finally lifted it slowly to untie Qi Yu's shirt.

He... He is definitely not taking advantage of others.Zheng Haichuan told himself in his heart that he is, and he is just taking care of his legitimate object.

Zheng Haichuan, who was in love for the first time in his life, was still struggling with the sudden and rapid progress of "shared bathing", completely oblivious to the fact that the instigator was calmly withdrawing the slender fingers that fiddled with the faucet, and then stuck them to his waist very naturally. between.

"Zheng Haichuaner."

In the gradually rising water vapor, Qi Yu's voice became hoarse and viscous, as if holding a hook, "Why are you so good?"

His back was not as straight as usual, but bent out in a relaxed arc, with only his chin resting on the young man's shoulder and his lips close to the young man's ear.

"I, how am I?"

Zheng Haichuan's ears turned red, but he still stiffened his neck and tried his best to support the man leaning against him.

"I'm... so-so..."

He felt that he was too ordinary to be ordinary.

In the past, Zheng Haichuan couldn't even say the words 'so-so', because he felt that most people in this world were better than him than him.

But now, it seems that because there is such an excellent man in front of him who likes him, Zheng Haichuan feels that he is floating, and he is even worthy of 'average'.

"It's not normal." Zheng Haichuan felt the person lying on him laugh, and then his ears burned, and a gust of hot air penetrated into his earholes, and said to him, "It's the best I've ever met."

"So good..." makes people want to eat it in one bite.

The temperature in the bathroom with hot water has risen to a high level, but Zheng Haichuan felt that the hot water was not as hot as his body at the moment.

The ears are hot, the neck is hot, and the waist is also hot.

A hand got into his vest, followed his belly all the way up, until the vest was pushed to his creaking hole, and then stopped, hovering over his chest.

"L-Ly, doctor..."

Zheng Haichuan still hasn't untied Qi Yu's shirt with both hands, but he didn't expect his own clothes to be taken off first.He said awkwardly, "I'll do it myself, you first, take off yours first..."

As he spoke, he wanted to withdraw his hand, but unexpectedly, Qi Yu's arm blocked the way.

"Didn't you come in to help me?"

The man's voice was no longer as cold as usual.

"Help me take it off."

Hot water continued to pour from the nozzle, soaking the clothes of the two people and moistening the naked skin exposed to the air.

Zheng Haichuan's hand was still clutching Qi Yu's button.

One by one, unwrapping clumsily.

And Qi Yu's hand, under the cover of the washing of the water droplets, silently pressed against the strong chest that he had coveted for a long time.