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Chapter 12 You Don't Need to Control Yourself

"You're back." Zhang Yi put the pillow aside, "Don't you need to take Auntie home?".

"Well, a driver took her back." Chen Zhe felt that the sun might come out from the west tomorrow, so Zhang Yi actually took the initiative to talk to him.

"Um……"

"What about you? Don't you have anything to do today?" Chen Zhe sat down next to Zhang Yi, and he moved the TV in the living room into the study, which seemed a bit empty.

"Hmm..." Zhang Yi took the pillow back into his arms, and twisted a corner of the cushion with his fingers.

"Then shall we play back the game?" Chen Zhe pointed to the study room.

"Okay." Zhang Yi stood up and reluctantly put down the pillow in his hand.

Chen Zhe bent down and picked up the pillow that Zhang Yi had just put down, and pushed Zhang Yi's back with his fingers, "Let's go"

Zhang Yi felt the temperature from Chen Zhe's fingertips, and felt numb on the half of his body that was poked by him.

Chen Zhe went into the study and turned on the game console. When Zhang Yi walked in, he had already placed two beanbags.Zhang Yi sat down and took a handle from Chen Zhe.

"Two wins in three rounds, the winner can put a condition on the loser!" Chen Zhe raised a finger and blinked at Zhang Yi, and Zhang Yi nodded.

Zhang Yi lost without suspense, and obediently put down his controller after the two rounds and looked at Chen Zhe.

"Then... show me the recent chat records between you and others." Chen Zhe looked handsome when he smirked, and after speaking, he grabbed Zhang Yi's cell phone and pressed his hand to unlock it.

Zhang Yi suddenly remembered that the latest record was with Shekou, so he quickly straightened his upper body to grab the phone.

Chen Zhe switched the phone to the other hand and raised it high. Zhang Yi turned over from the lazy sofa in a hurry and pressed down Chen Zhe who was paralyzed on the sofa.

As soon as Zhang Yi grabbed Chen Zhe's raised arm, he felt that the people under him had froze, and suddenly remembered what Chen's mother said... for a while, he also froze in the distance, and lowered his head to look at Chen Zhe in embarrassment.

Chen Zhe had already lost his mind when Zhang Yi rolled over and held him down. Men really are animals that think from the lower body. This was the last sentence in his mind.

Just as Zhang Yi lowered his head, he was blindfolded by a hand. Immediately afterwards, he felt his lips being bitten, and the sharp canine teeth caught his lower lip and rubbed it.

"Is Chen Zhe a dog?" Zhang Yi thought to himself, and then the hand that covered his eyes was released, and turned to his waist, tightly hooking it.

"Chen Zhe..." Zhang Yi struggled to raise his body.

"Hmm..." Chen Zhe groaned from his throat, and the hand hooking his waist suddenly slid to the tailbone and pressed it, Zhang Yi's mind seemed to explode like a firework.

Chen Zhe suddenly pushed Zhang Yi under him, deepening the kiss just now.

Zhang Yi felt that his mind was in a mess. He never thought that his first kiss would be with someone of the same sex under such circumstances. The most inexplicable thing was that he enjoyed it.

Chen Zhe's hand had slipped near his pubic bone. Zhang Yi felt that all the blood in his body had gathered somewhere. The zipper of his jeans hurt him a little. He wanted to imitate Chen Zhe's movements but found it strange no matter how he tried... …

When Zhang Yi woke up, he and Chen Zhe were already face to face. The air conditioner was not turned on in the study, and the cold autumn wind made goose bumps on his body.

"Chen Zhe" he called out, and was startled by his hoarse voice, Chen Zhe raised his head from his neck, and the moment their eyes met, both of them suddenly became sober.

Chen Zhe got up from him and picked up the clothes on the ground, lowered his head and coughed, "Well, I'm impulsive."

He sat down beside Zhang Yi, "I'm sorry...".

Zhang Yi narrowed his eyes, "It's okay, I understand."

The two sat in silence for a long time, Zhang Yi said, "Is it still uncomfortable?" His voice was still hoarse

Chen Zhe didn't speak, but the loose sweatpants couldn't cover up anything.

"Let me help you, I provoked you." Chen Zhe stretched out his hand and untied the drawstring of Chen Zhe's pants, "When I was in school, there were classmates around who helped each other."

Frightened by his sudden movement, Chen Zhe backed away a bit, "You?"

"I haven't, I just want to tell you...it's okay, you don't need to apologize to me." Zhang Yi pulled off Chen Zhe's pants

"You are like this, I can hardly control myself"

"no control"