Compound Diphenoxylate Tablets

Chapter 9

Zhou Zeya cursed in a low voice, turned off the shower and rushed into the bed.

"Don't you have a quilt yourself!" Dongchen's teeth chattered, shivering from the cold.

"Don't even look at how cold it is. I'm definitely going to catch a cold today." Zhou Zeya pulled off another quilt and covered the two of them. The two of them were nestled in two thick sheets, too cold to talk.

After a while, the temperature in the bed gradually rose.Dongchen got up and was about to put on her underwear, but Zeya held her down as soon as she moved. "What are you moving? It's just a little hot in the quilt."

"I'm wearing clothes."

"I'll wear it later, I haven't slowed down yet. If I had known it would be so cold, I would rather go to the company tomorrow in disgrace."

"Who told you to wash the soap so slowly?" He was talking about the lack of hot water, but complaining that Zeya's behavior made him feel flustered.

Speaking of this, Zhou Zeya became playful again.Jokingly said, "Your skin is so good, I just want to feel it slowly."

"Zhou Zeya, are you annoying?!" Dongchen didn't like the embarrassment after being teased, he didn't know how to react.So he pulled the quilt and turned over, with his back to Zeya, and stopped talking.

"Hey, don't call me brother, call me by my name instead?" Zeya pretended to be pitiful. "Oh, I can only sleep if you sleep." He pretended to turn off the light, turned over and hugged Dong Chen, pretending to sleep.Xiang Dongchen was in a hurry, turned around, and said, "You never finished!"

"Hey, I'm sleeping on my own, what are you angry about?"

"I'm just not used to being in contact with people, I'm uncomfortable! It's uncomfortable!"

"Didn't I hug you to sleep a few days ago after my hot water bag got cold?" Zeya's words revealed "naivety and incomprehension".

"Is that the same as now?"

"What's the matter, they're all men. When we were in college, we watched porn together in the same dormitory." Zeya said, thinking of the past in high school.The hand on Dongchen's waist couldn't help rubbing it lightly.Hearing what Zeya said, Dongchen also felt that his surprise would seem like a fuss. He felt Zeya's caressing hand, but he didn't move any more, and he didn't protest anything.

It is Xiang Dongchen's regret that he did not go to college, so when he heard Zeya talk about the daily life of college life, he felt a little inferior in his heart, and he hoped that he could also treat this kind of "get along with men" with a normal mind.

"Haven't you even watched pornography?" Seeing Dongchen's sudden silence, Zeya put her head on his shoulder and asked.

"Of course I've seen it. Do you think I'm from another world?" When he was in junior high school, Xiang Haomiao got a few discs of pornography from somewhere, and Xiang Dongchen didn't show his desire for this thing. But pretending not to care, sneaking around and seeing it several times.The desire that burst out after watching it, but there is no way to vent it.

It's not because Xiang Dongchen's heart is calm, but because the house is too small and there are too many people living there, he is afraid of being discovered by his father or brother.His desire can only be left to flow naturally after a night of erotic dreams.Therefore, for solving this matter by myself, I gradually died down in my habit.

"Then you're still a virgin, right? I remember you told me that you had only ever had a crush on one girl." Dongchen could feel Zeya's hot breath in her ears, and the hot air was sprayed on her ears, making her numb unbearably.It was clearly a simple question, but it sounded so beguiling.His body was unbelievably excited, making the owner of the body feel ashamed.

Zhou Zeya held the "little guy" who made Dongchen ashamed.Surprised at Dongchen. "What are you fussing about?"

"I'll help you, and you can help me too." Zeya said with a playful smile, turned over and pressed Dongchen under her body, and lifted her hands gently.At the beginning, I just wanted to see Dongchen's bewildered and silly face, but I didn't know why it had progressed to this point.Perhaps, it was because I drank too much wine tonight and I was drunk.In any case, the matter has come to this point, and I don't want to stop.

Dongchen has never experienced what Zeya said about "resolving physical problems in a different way between friends". He admits that he does not dislike Zeya's touch, but he is afraid, afraid that the pure friendship between the two will be "friction" changes in .But Dongchen didn't resist, he silently endured Zhou Zeya's gentle punishment.

After all, Xiang Dongchen was indifferent, and within a moment, he was vented by Zeya's skillful technique.

Even if there was any emotion rising from the ground at this moment, it only turned into a shallow call. "Zeya..." Dongchen called out his name with misty eyes.

Zhou Zeya looked at the people below him through the moonlight reflected from the window, and when he heard the call, his eyes immediately brightened.He grabbed Dongchen's hand and put it under his body.

"It's unbearable, you come and fiddle with it."

The cheeks that were flushed from the release were even hotter at the moment. Dongchen was glad that it was a night when the lights were not turned on, and he didn't want the other party to see his embarrassment.

Dongchen spared no effort to help Zeya get up, he didn't want to look too jerky.Zhou Zeya could hear Zhou Zeya's low panting in the dark...

After Zhou Zeya went to work, he helped Dongchen inquire about jobs, trying to help him find a reliable and long-term job.I found out that there was a vacancy in the HR department. It was said to be a warehouse keeper in the company, but it actually included doing odd jobs, but my company had stable hours and a decent salary. All in all, it was a lot better than Xiang Dongchen's original jobs.

Regarding the sale of the house, many people went to Luoluo Lane to look at the house one after another.Finally, the house was sold half a month after Xiang Dongchen changed his job.Xiang Haomiao took half of the money, and his attitude towards Dongchen became better. He had dinner with Dongchen a few times, and then disappeared again.

During this time, Xiang Dongchen hadn't found a suitable place to rent. He rejected Zhou Zeya's offer and temporarily found a monthly rented guest house.

Dongchen is very grateful to Zeya for finding a job for him. He has his own desk at the door of the warehouse.The warehouse of the magazine is not big, and there are a lot of sundries and sample magazines from the printing factory, etc., and he only needs to count them twice a day. More work is insignificant chores, such as running errands for people, helping people buy afternoon paper, etc. tea and so on.

The company has three floors. The first floor is mostly college students who have just graduated. They call every day to ask for sponsorships, and there are other people who do odd jobs like him. They are all dispensable people; the second floor is editors and photographers. Wait, if they collectively change jobs, the company will close down in minutes. This is the blood of the company; the third floor is only rented for half a floor, and the general manager's office and the accounting office are here.

Zeya is often not in the company, he will go out to take pictures, or participate in large and small print media activities.If Zeya is in the company, he is also upstairs. During working hours, he seldom sees each other, except when he buys food and drinks for the people upstairs.The distance is only one floor, but Dongchen feels very far away.

Maybe it was because of avoiding suspicion, or maybe it was because of his busy schedule, Zhou Zeya seldom went downstairs to find Xiang Dongchen, and Xiang Dongchen also resisted going upstairs, resisting the feeling of being out of place.

The intimacy of more than a week ago seems to have become a distant dream, so far away that Dongchen wondered if what happened on the last night happened?

Perhaps it was because they lived in the snail house in Screw Lane that week. Their world was too small, only [-] square meters, and only two people.They are equal, eat the same food, talk about the same topics, and even the moonlight on a winter night no longer looks so cold.

But it’s different now. They are in a cold office building with two and a half floors of office space. There are two hundred colleagues who are in a hurry. One of them wanders in various dinners and tastes different dishes every day, and the other only eats box lunches.The floor-to-ceiling windows on the upper floor are large, and there are many potted plants by the windows, overlooking the most prosperous side of the city. In the corner of the warehouse door, even the sunlight is too stingy to let in.

It is difficult for people who are too far apart to stay together, and so are friends.

Every day when he was in a daze, Xiang Dongchen would think about these things. He didn't know why he kept thinking about the relationship with Zeya over and over again. Maybe he knew why, but he didn't dare to delve into it.

The author has something to say: Recently, there may be fewer updates. The company has assigned me a new job. Anyway, try to update as much as possible, although there is no need for a message~~