Huo Zhixiao worked until night on this job, and just came out for dinner halfway through.
If it were normal, Ding Yinan wished that Huo Zhixiao could stay in the study and work without distraction, but today he was inexplicably guilty, afraid that Huo Zhixiao would get in trouble with him, so after much deliberation, he still knocked on Huo Zhixiao's phone Opening the study door, I leaned halfway in and asked, "Why don't you go to the movies tomorrow?"
"Huh?" Huo Zhixiao looked away from the computer screen, slid down the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose with his middle finger, looked at Ding Yinan and said, "Watching a movie? Yes."
There was no unhappiness in his tone, he should have already forgotten about the day's affairs.
Huo Zhixiao has something that Ding Yinan appreciates, as long as he is in the working state, he will concentrate on it. Ding Yinan suddenly thought that in the morning, Huo Zhixiao didn't even put on his black-rimmed glasses for work, and he asked for coffee and rubbed his hands, obviously he was doing foreign work.
This seems to be a common problem of social animals. Before officially starting work, they always have to wait and prepare.
"How's the construction drawing going?" Ding Yinan came to Huo Zhixiao's side. Although he was not a professional, he could tell that the construction drawing on the screen was much more perfect than it was in the morning.
"Tonight if it's quick." Huo Zhixiao pushed up his glasses again with his middle finger, "Tomorrow morning if it's slow."
"That's fine, I won't bother you anymore."
After Ding Yinan finished speaking, he turned and left, but Huo Zhixiao suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his hand.
"You can interrupt me."
Huo Zhixiao gently rubbed Ding Yinan's wrist with the pulp of his index finger. He obviously wore black-rimmed glasses when he was working, but there was a provocative look flashing behind the lens that didn't match his work.
A picture appeared in Ding Yinan's mind uncontrollably.
Huo Zhixiao was wearing a suit and shirt and sitting on an office chair, while he grabbed Huo Zhixiao's neat tie on his chest and straddled his waist.
Ding Yinan admitted that he liked this pose very much. It would be thrilling to be able to do it from an office chair.
… etc.
Ding Yinan came back to his senses suddenly, startled by the picture in his mind. How could he be obsessed with Huo Zhixiao? He is obviously not such a person.
"Work hard."
Pretending to be calm, Ding Yinan withdrew his hand from Huo Zhixiao's hand, turned and left the study room that made him daydream endlessly.
It was getting later and later, before going to sleep, Ding Yinan suddenly thought of something, he didn't bring the clothes he was wearing when he went out.
The clothes I wore to Sanyang Village a few days ago were custom-made uniforms by the office. It was too strange to wear this outfit to go to the movies with Huo Zhixiao.
In addition, it is not impossible to wear T-shirts and shorts as pajamas when going out, but recalling the last time he was arrested at the Machimoto Bar, Huo Zhixiao complained that he was perfunctory, and he did not dare to deal with Huo casually anymore. Zhi Xiao.
After thinking about it for a long time, Ding Yinan decided to go home.
The clothes are not at hand, so it is impossible to check the effect in real time. Ding Yinan is used to making preparations ahead of time, and doesn't want to wait until tomorrow to make troubles.
But after returning home, Ding Yinan actually didn't struggle for long.
He picked a loose shirt with no shoulder line, so that his shoulders could appear slightly wider, and he matched it with a pair of mid-rise slacks, and tucked the front of the shirt into the trousers to elongate his legs visually.
In fact, Ding Yinan never thought that there was any problem with his figure, he was very well-proportioned everywhere. However, Huo Zhixiao's aesthetic requirements are damn high, and he can't help but be affected by it, spending time on dressing and matching that he wouldn't normally spend on it.
Although it's not a good thing to care about other people's eyes, doing so is also beneficial. At least Ding Yinan himself feels very satisfied when he looks at the person in the mirror.
By the time I picked out the clothes, it was almost twelve o'clock.
There was no need to go back to Huo Zhixiao's house in the middle of the night, Ding Yinan sent Huo Zhixiao a message, and then lay down on his bed.
[Huo Zhixiao: ...]
[Huo Zhixiao: You just went back like this?]
[Ding Yinan: What?]
About ten minutes later, Huo Zhixiao made a video call. Ding Yinan was a little puzzled, but he still got up from the bed and turned on the bedside lamp.
"I thought you were waiting for me to finish work."
In the picture, Huo Zhixiao is half lying on the bed, without any clothes on his upper body, and his beautiful shoulder line can just be seen.
"Have you finished painting?" Ding Yinan asked.
"Not yet." Huo Zhixiao said, "I was thinking of coming to you first."
"Find me?"
The screen turned, and Huo Zhixiao's face disappeared, replaced by his lower body in pajama pants.
"I'm afraid you've been waiting too long."
When Huo Zhixiao said this, he pushed down the waistband of his pajama pants.
Ding Yinan immediately understood what Huo Zhixiao meant, he raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, and said, "Don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"
"Why do you want to sleep?" Huo Zhixiao said with a smile in his voice, "Obviously there are other things to do."
Ding Yinan bit the tip of his tongue calmly, restrained the untimely reverie, and deliberately pretended not to care and said, "Are you so energetic?"
"Want to come over?" Huo Zhixiao said bluntly, "I'll wait for you."
Ding Yinan wanted to go but didn't want to.
On the one hand, he's a man with normal needs that have tended to spike lately. The relationship between him and Huo Zhixiao is just in the running-in period, and of course he doesn't mind the two of them "working-in" physically.
But on the other hand, he doesn't like to be passive in sex and things. The two of them only expressed their intentions indirectly, and they haven't formally confirmed it yet. If he is easily led by the nose by Huo Zhixiao like this, it will be okay if they really get together in the future
"No, I want to sleep if you don't sleep." Ding Yinan said lazily, "Good night."
After hanging up the video call, Huo Zhixiao sent a message, a string of ellipses representing speechlessness.
The next morning, Ding Yinan watched the time and came to Huo Zhixiao's house, and Huo Zhixiao worked all morning before handing over the construction drawings to the review department.
Ding Yinan wasn't sure when Huo Zhixiao would finish his work, and he didn't buy movie tickets in advance. After Huo Zhixiao finished his work, this matter naturally fell on Huo Zhixiao.
"Couple room?"
In the theater hall, Ding Yinan held the movie ticket in his hand, looked at Huo Zhixiao with a headache and asked, "Do you want to be so high-profile?"
In Ding Yinan's cognition, the public doesn't seem to recognize the existence of same-sex couples.
"Would it be?" Huo Zhixiao tilted his head, looked at Ding Yinan seriously and said, "I've never been in a relationship."
Hearing this, Ding Yinan's heart beat twice.
What else can he say? Who told his boss to be so innocent, he can't blame him for not having common sense.
"Ahem." Ding Yinan cleared his throat unnaturally, and changed the subject, "Do you want popcorn?"
The two walked into the couple's theater holding popcorn and drinks, and indeed attracted many probing eyes. Perhaps because both of them looked good, there was even a buzzing sound in the theater.
Ding Yinan was not used to receiving too much attention, so he nestled into the sofa as soon as he found a seat.
The film Huo Zhixiao chose was a suspenseful thriller, with murderers haunting it, and the scale was astonishingly large. The girls around all hid in her boyfriend's arms in fear, only Ding Yinan concentrated on watching the big screen, eating a few popcorns between the two of them from time to time.
"Aren't you afraid?" Huo Zhixiao leaned over and asked Ding Yinan in a low voice.
Ding Yinan glanced at Huo Zhixiao inexplicably, and whispered: "If you are afraid, you can come into my arms."
Huo Zhixiao pursed his lips and didn't answer any more, but held Ding Yinan's hand that was about to get popcorn.
He looked directly at Ding Yinan, with a sentence written in his eyes: How can you only pay attention to movies and not me
Ding Yinan thought it was funny, so he simply let Huo Zhixiao lead him.
After a while, Huo Zhixiao came over again and whispered in Ding Yinan's ear: "Look at two o'clock."
A couple in the front right is kissing, Huo Zhixiao's hint could not be more obvious.
Ding Yinan was too lazy to engage in these twists and turns with Huo Zhixiao, he directly kissed Huo Zhixiao on the chin, then turned his head and continued to watch the plot in the film.
In the end, what he didn't expect was that Huo Zhixiao was stunned for a second and then rushed over suddenly. He overturned the popcorn between the two of them on the sofa, making a lot of noise.
"What's the matter with you?" Ding Yinan complained softly, and put the spilled popcorn back into the bucket.
"Sorry." Huo Zhixiao said calmly, "I didn't notice."
There was rustling laughter from behind, and Ding Yinan knew that the people behind were laughing at the two of them. He moved to a corner of the sofa angrily, and stopped communicating with Huo Zhixiao.
After watching the movie, the two strolled around the mall again. Seeing that the time was almost up, Ding Yinan said to Huo Zhixiao, "I'll take you back."
"You want to go back?" Huo Zhixiao looked puzzled, "It's more convenient to go directly to the alumni association."
"I have to go back and change." Ding Yinan said
The alumni association is a more formal occasion, so it is naturally inconvenient for Ding Yinan to dress so casually.
Huo Zhixiao looked Ding Yinan up and down, and said with a smile, "You look very well dressed today."
"Really." Ding Yinan responded casually. He waited for a long time for Huo Zhixiao to say this, and now he has no sense of expectation.
"I'll take you to the alumni association later." Huo Zhixiao said, "Send you to me and leave."
"Don't you find it troublesome?" Ding Yinan asked.
"No trouble." Huo Zhixiao said.
Ding Yinan felt strange, when did this prince become so close to the people
He deliberately said: "You didn't even bother to take the courier before."
"That's different." Huo Zhixiao said, "I don't take your business too much trouble."
"Your courier is my business." Ding Yinan said in a business-like manner, "Then you can take the courier yourself from now on."
Huo Zhixiao: "..."
Back home from the mall, just in time.
Ding Yinan took out a suit he often wore from the closet, but just as he was about to close the closet door, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a high-end suit bag in the corner from the corner of his eye.
He had never worn the suit in the bag, it was dark green in his impression, and the fabric and style were very high-grade.
After hesitating for a while, he finally took out his suit bag and put the suit he often wore back into the closet.
Huo Zhixiao's off-road vehicle was parked outside the community. When Ding Yinan came to the car wearing the suit Huo Zhixiao gave him, Huo Zhixiao's eyes seemed to be nailed, and he didn't want to move away at all. signs.
Ding Yinan was a little uncomfortable, he sat on the passenger seat and whispered, "What's so interesting."
"You are so beautiful." Huo Zhixiao consciously leaned over and helped Ding Yinan fasten his seat belt.
After finishing this action, he didn't retreat immediately, but looked at Ding Yinan directly in a face-to-face posture and said, "What should I do? I want to strip you naked."
When Huo Zhixiao said this, his eyes were full of aggression, Ding Yinan fully believed that if there were no one around at this time, Huo Zhixiao would push him on the car and cause a shock.
The car shock is also quite good, maybe Huo Zhixiao will not be able to use it, but it is convenient for him to ride on Huo Zhixiao.
... No, why does he want to ride Huo Zhixiao again.
Ding Yinan looked out of the car window with some embarrassment, and whispered: "Don't make trouble."