Come Eat Mr. Bunny Rabbit

In that second his hand held the doorknob, he could already feel that silent and yet unyielding pressure from the inside.

This was not related to his feelings right now. It was a kind of experience, a kind of premonition. In that moment all doggie owners came back after a while, when standing before the door, they could receive a powerful, not-to-be-underestimated signal coming from the inside.

Wen Ming opened the door.

Other people’s doggies really are nice. Once they get enthusiastic, they would madly shake their heads and even flail their tails under their owner’s feet.

His dog is okay too, Wen Ming who was lifted up and carried on his own dog’s shoulders thought.

Wen Ming was placed on the sole bed in the room, and Jiang Rui’s figure shrouded over the majority of his sight like covering over the entire sky. Before he realized his own circumstances, his eyes appeared with an enlarged face of Jiang Rui’s.

Very close, like they were in a narrow space that only allowed for two people, with their breaths on each other.

That pair of deep-grey eyes that normally always chased after him was magnified in front of him multiple times, and that sort of feeling like he was being stared at multiplied by many times as well.

Wen Ming’s face slowly grew warm. This distance easily made people’s eyes flash with some images from last night of the two being overly intimate.

He did not know what to do, and silently started worrying if Jiang Rui’s excelling sensory organs would be able to hear his currently abnormally beating heartbeat.

Right now, he especially yearned for some big rabbit ears he could use to hide his face.

Good thing that not even a few seconds after Jiang Rui met eyes with him, he buried his head into Wen Ming’s neck.

Oh right, his dog would even inhale people.

Wen Ming did not know how others acted in a relationship. But right now, when Jiang Rui’s face moved from his eyes, he then took long a breath of relief.

Yesterday night was far too much so he did not pay attention, but where should his hands go? If it was placed on Jiang Rui’s neck or back, it all felt…… very embarrassing. In the end, Wen Ming chose to let his arms honestly stop in its original spot.

When people searched for work, there would be an internship period, why don’t relationships let people first adapt with it first.

Right now, they were in a relationship where they could justifiably be affectionate.

Wen Ming made a few inconspicuous deep breaths to make himself calm down. When Jiang Rui lifted his head up again, he already composed himself.

The face in front of him was young and vigorous, with deep lines and contours- it was a appearance with an aggressive nature to it.

Jiang Rui’s eyes hung down, and his gaze fell to his lips.

Wen Ming saw his Adam’s apple move.

In the blink of an eye, at the same time Jiang Rui lowered his head and came close, one of Wen Ming’s hands covered over the lower half of his face in time.

He opened his mouth to explain to Jiang Rui that he had to go to a meeting in a bit.

This distance was very close, Wen Ming seriously looked at his face.

The big boy across from him had a chin with clear lines, without even a sliver of extra fat or sag. These keen lines paired with a high nose- what Wen Ming’s hand touched was not the face, but the crisp, jointed feeling solely belonging to a younger man.

Jiang Rui had his mouth covered, listened to his light and slow voice, and gradually let himself lay on Wen Ming’s body.

His face stuck to Wen Ming’s neck, and the damp and hot air blew on his skin.

After Wen Ming finished speaking with a forced composure, one of his earlobes on one side was bitten.

The earlobe was one of eight sensitive places on a man. His breath turned heavy for an instant.

Fine. As expected, he did not listen. Wen Ming thought while the other free hand caught that illegal wolf paw pressed on his thigh that was about to find his tail.

“There is no tail.” Wen Ming said to the dog with a grim face.

The dog used his eyes to speak: I don’t believe it.

“Jiang Rui,” Wen Ming got pressed by him so he had no way to look at the time, and he said, “Hurry and get up, I really am going to be late.”

It was not a misconception. Really, according to Wen Ming’s observation, it was only him who felt constrained and nervous because of this new relationship.

It can’t be that all this relationship meant to him was so that he could kiss, right?

If it really was like this, he is going to be hurt.

Wen Ming looked at the ceiling, and started thinking to random things.

He’s already twenty-five, while Jiang Rui was eighteen. Right now, the person lying over top of his body was a man seven years younger than him. For Wen Ming, perhaps [Jiang Rui] was still too young. For a young boy like Jiang Rui, the meaning of being in a relationship was perhaps like this.

In this period of time Jiang Rui did not talk, he was getting close to Wen Ming. The movements were slow, gradually approaching his lips one millimetre at a time.

More unintelligible than his class’ little kids. Wen Ming helplessly lowered his eyes to look at him.

“If you’re going to kiss now, there will only be five minutes.”

Wen Ming’s voice said.

The effect was very good, Jiang Rui stopped immediately. Now, he’s learned to do math- with one kiss a day, a five minute kiss compared to a night of kissing was not worth a mention.

Wen Ming saw his eyes, and suddenly bore a sliver of softness.

Never mind.

The older one should take care of the younger one. Wen Ming always did things like this.

Jiang Rui no longer got close. He was able to eat Wen Ming’s tofu even from a distance over there, called the technique of mentally eating tofu. The person laying down suddenly lightly came close, and both people’s lips softly bumped a bit in midair.

“Half a kiss, as for the remaining half, I’ll give it to you later.”

Wen Ming laid back down, and smiled at him while speaking.

Jiang Rui looked at him, and did not say anything.

The deepest parts of the eyes silently and calmly surged with a familiar feeling.

Wen Ming’s smile gradually disappeared.

……

“No, this time really is enough, I have to go to a meeting!……”

Jiang Rui sat on the bed, and Wen Ming whose waist was hooped by his arms was standing in between his legs, with the hands propped on Jiang Rui’s shoulders constantly pushing the person away with all its strength.

In the next second, he got pulled back by the waist.

In the next moment after the two people’s faces were separated, Jiang Rui immediately caught up again, and Wen Ming angrily spoke up, “I’m going to get angry!”

Jiang Rui paused, did not move again, and stopped over there, taking in breaths while licking the remaining crystals on his lips.

One of Wen Ming’s hands pulled a bag over, and after hurriedly taking out the meeting notes and a pen, familiarly used one hand to push away Jiang Rui’s face. He was very much in a hurry right now, so once he found his stuff, he immediately turned and left.

Wen Ming hurriedly looked at the empty hallway, then quietly said towards the inside with his heart softened, “One last……”

Once Jiang Rui heard, he immediately got close, and Wen Ming was so panicked, both his hands let out a barrage of bunny punches to get him to retreat right there and then, “I’ll do it myself!”

Like this, the person already stood in the door, yet still had to give a final kiss to Jiang Rui. Wen Ming then hurriedly left for the meeting.

On the way, he fixed his own appearance.

The meeting room was already seated with people. He, was still a bit late, but thankfully, because it was break time, the teachers that were late was not only him alone.

In the meeting room, the vice principal sitting at the front of the meeting table tapped on a microphone and spoke, “Hello hello, hello…… Is everyone here?…… I’ll explain it to everyone here then. Today, we’ll be using ten minutes of everyone’s break time- we’re going to have a last-minute small meeting, just ten minutes. First, routine tasks, but before the meeting, I’ll be asking everyone to cooperate for a bit…… Is the caption for the powerpoint ready? Teachers that came late, please sit in the chairs at the back, that side, Mr. xiao’Chen, once you’re ready, you can take the picture.”

Wen Ming found a spot to sit in, and he took in a small breath.

The teachers there understood the intent- they sat with straight backs, put away cellphones, and in the picture, everyone was of a seriously participating and peaceful look, with Mr. xiao’Chen going to be in front taking a picture. Wen Ming also cooperatively took out a pen, and flipped open the meeting notes in front of him.

As he moved, something fell out of the book.

…… What is this?

Wen Ming picked it up. That was an orderly wrinkled paper- forget mentioning it being pressed flat, look at this familiar page, it was even made from a page torn from his meeting notes.

The front already was taking photos. Wen Ming lowered his head to look at his book as though in a serious mode.

The one able to play with his book, should only be one.

Wen Ming originally thought that was a note left for him, and he even wanted to fold open that thing, but thankfully, he discovered something was wrong in time. He could recognize it- it was a paper flower that had been pressed flat.

Jiang Rui’s work.

It should be something he made when he was waiting for him before. Because it was folded quite ugly, after folding it, he pressed it into the pages of Wen Ming’s book. Pretending it was pressed so it would be that ugly.

Wen Ming pinched that very ugly paper flower, and quietly laughed out. Because he was in a meeting, he controlled it a bit, and pressed this flower back into his book seriously once again.

His expression slightly froze. He seemed to have come through with something.

At this time, he had a kind of feeling, like Jiang Rui was already in front waiting for him for a very long time.

Are you still not used to liking me?

I already liked you for a very, very long time.