The most embarrassing thing is when someone's stomach makes a sound in the middle of passion.
Yang Fan turned around, "Did your stomach growl just now?"
Jiang Yue froze on him, "You heard wrong."
"Obviously." Yang Fan pushed him, "Stop it, I'm hungry too, it's almost nine o'clock, let's go eat."
Jiang Yue didn't want to stop halfway, "Where is your cell phone?"
"It seems to be in the living room."
"hold me."
"what?"
Jiang Yue hugged him without waiting for his reaction.
Yang Fan wanted to slide off him and hugged him tightly.
"It's pretty cool to do it standing up."
Yang Fan couldn't bear it, "Can you please stop making trouble? I can't hold it anymore."
Jiang Yue hummed softly, hugged him and went to the living room, picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, and sat down on the sofa.
He picked up Yang Fan's phone and found that he had changed the password, "What's the password?"
Yang Fan didn't know what he was doing with his phone and wanted to snatch it away. "What are you doing? Give it back to me."
"I'll order takeout."
"You take your cell phone and click."
Jiang Yue was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, so he pinched Yang Fan's chin, scanned his face, and unlocked the screen.
Yang Fan hurriedly went to see what he was doing and found that he was really ordering takeout.
Jiang Yue noticed Yang Fan's nervous gaze and raised his eyes to glance at him, "If I don't check your phone, don't stop either."
Yang Fan was afraid that he would notice something strange, so he obeyed him obediently.
Jiang Yue was sitting on the sofa, holding his cell phone and looking through it to see if there was anything delicious.
Yang Fan was absent-minded, staring at Jiang Yue's eyes, as if he could see the content on the phone screen from his dark pupils.
He always paid attention to the expression on Jiang Yue's face, but it had not changed for a long time.
The room became quiet, only Yang Fan was moving, and he heard his heart beating very fast.
Yang Fan knew that he had a guilty conscience.
It's like you did something wrong, such as cheating or betrayal, and the evidence is all on your phone. Your husband got the phone, and you were applauding your love with him. He held your phone and flipped through it for a long time, with no expression on his face. There were no mood swings at all, and his expression even became lighter and lighter.
In this torturous minute and second, you kept guessing whether he saw it or not.
With a sense of luck and a bit of resignation.
Finally, Yang Fan couldn't stand it anymore, "Are you ready?"
His tone was a little impatient, stemming from his nervousness.
Jiang Yue clicked on the screen again and said calmly, "It's done."
Turn off your phone and throw it away.
"What did you order?"
“After looking at it for a long time, I didn’t see anything that appealed to my appetite, so I found a restaurant with high ratings and ordered some home-cooked dishes.”
Yang Fan saw that there was nothing unusual about him and felt relieved a little.
However, the next second, his waist suddenly tightened...
"W-what are you doing?"
"Sit tight. I want to be comfortable before the takeaway comes."
Jiang Yue grabbed the back of his head and bit his lip with fierce movements.
Yang Fan thought he was strange, but he couldn't explain why. Before he could figure it out, his reason was shattered.
…
"Ding dong."
The doorbell rings.
Jiang Yue opened the door and the delivery boy stood outside, "Hello, your order has arrived."
Jiang Yue reached out to take it, and when he saw the delivery boy standing still, he curiously looked inside. Jiang Yue's face was expressionless, "What, you want to come in?"
The delivery boy was startled and waved his hands awkwardly, "No, no."
"Please eat slowly and remember to give me a five-star review..."
Before he finished speaking, the door slammed shut.
The delivery boy scratched his head in confusion.
Did he see it right? A man without clothes was huddled on the sofa. He looked like...
What kind of business is this?
Could it be that some criminals kidnapped him?
The takeaway boy shook his head, forget it, it’s better not to meddle in other people’s business.
Jiang Yue walked to the sofa with the takeout, threw it on the coffee table, and reached out to pull Yang Fan up. As soon as he touched him, his hand was opened.
"Go away, don't touch me."
Yang Fan's eyes were red and his eyes were aggrieved, "Why are you so crazy?"
Seeing him like this, Jiang Yue sat down next to Yang Fan, turned his back to him, squeezed him into the sofa, and slowly unwrapped the takeout bag without talking to him.
Jiang Yue placed the lunch boxes on the coffee table one by one, unpacked the tableware, opened it with disposable chopsticks in his mouth, picked up a bowl of rice, sandwiched two pieces of boiled meat, and turned around to bring it to Yang Fan's mouth.
Yang Fan turned away angrily, "Who wants to feed you?"
"Then you can eat it yourself."
"Go away, I won't eat what you ordered!"
Yang Fan's body was in terrible pain, and his stomach was so hot that he couldn't even swallow the food. He wished he could eat it quickly and get out.
Jiang Yue didn't force himself, stuffing the meat slices that were brought to his mouth into his own mouth, and then took a few mouthfuls of rice.
Yang Fan squinted his eyes and looked at his eating movements from the corner of his eye. He was probably starving and was not eating gracefully at all.
His back is very broad, and he is wearing Yang Fan's oversize white T-shirt. His back is slightly arched, and the muscle lines on his back are very obvious as he picks up vegetables and cooks rice.
Seeing that he was eating so well, Yang Fan was also hungry. From playing with him in the afternoon to now, and doing high-intensity exercise, he was already ravenous.
But he had already said those words and he couldn't take them back.
Yang Fan was a little bit blamed for his harsh words.
But this man is also heartless. He has been doing this with him for so long, from the bathroom to the bedroom to the sofa, and he doesn't know how distressed he is. He says he doesn't want to eat, so he really doesn't care about him!
Yang Fan kicked him, maybe because he was angry and couldn't control the strength, so he staggered forward, choking and coughing out food.
"Ahem..."
Yang Fan sat up and saw that he was suffering from coughing. He quickly brought the water on the side to him.
Jiang Yue took one look, lowered his head and asked him to feed him half a cup.
After calming down, he turned to look at Yang Fan, his eyes seemed to be questioning.
Yang Fan stopped talking, "I'm hungry."
Jiang Yue looked at the small half bowl of rice in his hand and stuffed it all into his hand. Then he gave him a lot of vegetables and put chopsticks into his hand.
"..." Yang Fan was speechless for a while, then raised his head and looked at the coffee table, "Why do you want to give me the leftover food? Isn't there still new and untouched food?"
Jiang Yue sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. After taking a sip, he held it between his fingertips and looked sideways, "I didn't want to give you the leftovers, but I thought it would be nice for the two of us to eat a bowl together."
Yang Fan took advantage of the situation and answered, "How do you feel?"
“The feeling of living life.”
