YiZhe's sudden turn back made Xu Tangcheng completely forget about the text message. When he remembered that it was before bedtime when he wanted to reply to Yu An, he lay on the bed and thought about it. Yu An, on the other hand, found Xu Tangcheng the next day. He didn't say anything specific, but only vaguely explained that he drank too much last night.
"I'm just a little worried about you..." Yu An sighed, as if helpless, "Forget it, you can count on your own."
Xu Tangcheng was fetching water, and when he heard the words, he raised his head and forced a smile.
It can be regarded as a beauty, Yi Zhe's birthday this year is very coincidental. In previous years, he had to wait until the end of the winter vacation and the start of school. This year, due to the late year, it just happened to be on the side of Xu Tangcheng's winter vacation.
After getting up that day, Xu Tangcheng accompanied Zhou Hui to the supermarket first. When he came back, he ran into Yi Zhe at the door of his house. Zhou Hui walked in front, saw Yi Zhe, and immediately asked with a smile, "Are you going shopping?"
Xu Tangcheng tilted his head, looked over Zhou Hui's side, and saw that Yi Zhe was also carrying a supermarket bag in his hand, but it was not the same family as them.
"Yeah." YiZhe nodded, "I bought something."
While he was talking, Xu Tangcheng had already brushed past him, and the two looked at each other without saying a word.
"When does school start?"
Yi Zhe answered the date honestly, and before Zhou Hui spoke again, he hurriedly added: "But I want to leave early."
Undergraduates have a long winter vacation, but he must follow Xu Tangcheng's time.
Opening the door of the house, Xu Tang, as usual, held the door and waited for Zhou Huixian to enter. On the other side, a key lingered for a long time without opening the door.
Zhou Hui said a few more simple greetings before waving her hand and turning around and entering the room. Xu Tangcheng controlled the expression on his face, tried to remain calm, and followed her.
But before entering the house, the hem of the clothes behind him was suddenly grabbed by someone. A small force was quickly withdrawn.
He turned around, YiZhe moved his mouth silently towards him, and raised the bag in his hand to show him.
A series of sneaky movements caused Xu Tangcheng to raise the corners of his mouth instantly. He nodded slightly to YiZhe, then raised a hand to his waist and waved it twice, signaling him to go home first.
"Tang Cheng?"
Xu Yueliang saw the door opened for a while, but Xu Tangcheng didn't come in. He looked strangely in the direction of the door and called him.
"Ah!" Xu Tangcheng hurriedly turned his head, and when he was done, he lowered his head and kicked the footpad at the door with the toe of his shoe, "Why is the carpet at the door crooked."
There was a sound behind him, and the door that had been opened for a long time finally opened and closed, covering a person who was anxiously waiting.
Xu Tangcheng didn't tell his family about YiZhe's birthday. In fact, according to Zhou Hui and Xu Yueliang's temperament, if he intentionally or unintentionally mentioned that Yi Zhe was about eighteen years old, they would at least propose to call Yi Zhe home and cook him a delicious meal. Xu Tangcheng believes that Zhou Hui will do her best to give YiZhe a warm and rich birthday party, and this will probably become a precious and rare memory for YiZhe.
But Xu Tangcheng did not do so. He knew very well how much conflict and opposition Zhou Hui and Xu Yueliang would have if they found out about their affairs in the future, and if he took advantage of their kindness now, at that time, the kindness and kindness that they used to be will become him and YiZhe. To deceive them, catalyze anger. In that case, the situation will probably be worse.
Therefore, after helping Zhou Hui arrange a bunch of things and changing a bucket of water for the water dispenser at home, Xu Tangcheng just made an excuse and said that he was going out to eat, so he picked up his clothes and left the house.
As soon as he closed the door, the opposite door opened immediately. Before YiZhe could show his face, Xu Tangcheng quickly squeezed into the room through the crack of the door, and gently closed the door with his back.
As soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, Yi Zhe pressed him against the door to kiss him. Before he had time to put the coat in his hand, Xu Tangcheng simply threw it on the cabinet beside him, and then reached out and hugged the person in front of him.
The doorway was dimly lit, and YiZhe blocked it again, as if he was alone in a corner where time was stagnant.
"Looking at you buying so many things, I thought you were going to have some guests..."
Yi Zhe kissed enough, and put his chin on Xu Tangcheng's shoulder, hugging him and not letting go. Since the Chinese New Year, Xu Tangcheng has been very busy, going to this relative's house for a while, and taking the relative's children to the movies for a while. Every time I sat in an empty room and texted him with my cell phone, Yi Che felt very aggrieved. I hadn't watched a movie with him during the winter vacation, but the kid named Chengcheng actually watched it with him. Three games.
Xu Tangcheng also knew that his schedule for this holiday was indeed a bit sorry for Yizhe. He patted Yizhe on the back and told him, "If today, I will come even if I have guests."
YiZhe was rubbing against his neck. Hearing this, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his head quickly, and slapped his mouth again, and began to touch his waist dishonestly. Xu Tangcheng rarely allowed him to do anything wrong, and even tightened the hands around his body to encourage him.
In fact, who doesn't want who
"Have you bought everything you bought?"
After the nonsense, Xu Tangcheng washed his hands and began to check the ingredients Yizhe bought.
"I bought it. I specially remembered the list and bought it one by one."
Xu Tangcheng wanted to make this birthday more meaningful for Yizhe, so after discussing with Yizhe, he decided to cook by himself. But with Zhou Hui at home, Xu Tangcheng never went to the kitchen to cook. The first time he tried, he didn't dare to challenge others, and YiZhe didn't have high requirements for food, so he decided to make a very simple tomato and egg noodles.
After he cleaned up, YiZhe had already brought out his newly bought camera. Hearing the sound of "di", Xu Tangcheng said without turning his head, "Don't take pictures while cooking."
"No, the first time you cook, you must record it."
YiZhe said and walked to his side.
Xu Tangcheng stopped his movements this time, raised his head, and asked, "Record how I failed?"
"Don't worry, you won't fail." Yi Zhe assured, "I can finish whatever you make."
This made Xu Tangcheng chuckle. He grabbed the big bag of noodles that YiZhe bought, and opened the bag to show him, "Look at how much you bought first."
"I can eat as much as I can," YiZhe said, and looked at it, wondering, "Is that a lot?"
People who have never cooked before have no idea how much uncooked noodles are.
"I don't know, it seems like a lot." Xu Tangcheng shook his head and warned him, "Don't talk too much, maybe you won't be you by then."
After all, when he checked the practice of marinating tomatoes and eggs, he saw a lot of appalling feedback.
Otherwise, young people are just impulsive. Seeing Xu Tangcheng's disbelief, YiZhe immediately turned the camera on himself.
"I swear to the camera, no matter what kind of noodles Xu Tangcheng makes, he will eat as much as he wants in the end, I will do it, if I don't do it, I..."
Yi Zhe said that he was stuck, and after "I" for a long time, he couldn't think of anything precious except "Xu Tangcheng" to swear, so in the end he had to lower the oath level and said: "I will live forever Cook for Xu Tangcheng, and you won't need him to go to the kitchen for the rest of your life."
This shocked Xu Tangcheng quickly raised his head and looked at him.
YiZhe met his gaze, openly.
The young man dared to speak.
He dared to say so, and Xu Tangcheng had to be worthy of him. There is no big problem with the noodles, the biggest drawback is that they are bland and tasteless.
Strictly speaking, this is Xu Tangcheng's strategy. After all, if you put too little salt, you can make up for it. If you put too much salt, you can't mix the brine with some water.
He took the salt from the kitchen and sprinkled a little into the brine to let YiZhe taste it. YiZhe took the tip of his chopsticks and dipped some chopped egg, and put it on the tip of his tongue.
"Is that all right?" Xu Tangcheng stared at his expression carefully, "Would you like to add more?"
"It seems to be almost there, it has a salty taste."
When the meal was ready, YiZhe got up, turned on the TV, and dialed a random channel.
Xu Tangcheng glanced at it, a youth idol drama.
"Do you like watching this?" He asked Yi Zhe not quite convinced.
"No," YiZhe sat back again and picked up his chopsticks, "I just wanted to have a TV sound."
When watching TV dramas in the past, what made YiZhe curious the most was the current scene. Eating with the family at the dinner table, the TV on the side is playing something that no one is paying attention to. YiZhe didn't know why, but the first time he saw a family eating like this on TV, he had a very clear definition. This was the feeling of home.
The birthday meal was simple, and according to Yi Zhe's wishes, he didn't even buy a cake. The noodles still tasted bad, making Xu Tangcheng feel guilty while eating, and has been thinking about whether to take YiZhe out to eat something better. Yi Zhe had a good appetite, and cleaned the big bowl with three swipes. Seeing that his bowl didn't move much, Yi Zhe said, "Eat as much as you can, and I'll eat the rest. I eat really delicious."
Xu Tangcheng didn't speak, he lowered his head and quickly finished his small bowl.
In a pot of noodles, Yi Zhe ate more than half, and Xu Tangcheng ate a little. After resting for a while, Xu Tangcheng stood up and was about to clean up the tableware, but was immediately grabbed by Yi Zhe.
"Leave it for now, and do it later."
Do it later.
I'll do it later, so I know what I'm going to do now.
The bedroom should have been specially tidied up, and it has a different cleanliness than before. What's more special is the light - there are two more floor lamps in the room. The main tone of the light is yellow, but there is also a faint red light in it.
"you… "
Xu Tangcheng couldn't help but stop at the door, half frightened, half speechless, and all he could do was smile at this specially decorated room.
"Where did you learn this?"
Before he finished speaking, he was hugged from behind. A kiss on the neck, covered it gently and gently, pushed it away for a while, with great stamina.
"In the movie."
Yi Zhe couldn't restrain himself from kissing. Xu Tangcheng was wearing a round neck sweater. He could clearly feel that the collar on one side was pulled wide open, the fabric rubbed against his shoulders, and the undercurrent was turbulent, hiding his excitement.
Fainted, he was half pushed and half hugged into the room. YiZhe said something, but Xu Tangcheng didn't understand. Just as he was about to ask, his belt was undone.
When one hand went down his waist and touched the more secret skin, Xu Tangcheng suddenly woke up. He didn't even think about it, he grabbed YiZhe's wrist.
"Wait a moment!"
Just after being knocked unconscious by a string of kisses, Xu Tangcheng's breathing was still chaotic, but he hurriedly squeezed out such a sentence.
Suddenly interrupted, YiZhe was a little stunned. He tightened his other hand a little, making Xu Tangcheng closer to him, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
It seems that it is difficult to speak, and he has to organize his language. After repeating several times, Xu Tangcheng said, "It can't be done here."
After all, give YiZhe a kiss.
Suddenly feeling embarrassed, he gently pressed his forehead against YiZhe's shoulder and buried his face. When he said the next words, he laughed silently: "I can't stand others touching my butt..."
Yi Zhe didn't quite understand it just now, but with Xu Tangcheng's explanation, he understood what was wrong. But what followed was even more serious confusion.
can't touch butt...
What is this question
"Why, why?" After he asked, he suddenly thought of something vigilantly, "Wait, who touched it?"
Xu Tangcheng kept his head down and smiled softly: "Just... Doctor. Otherwise, why do you think I don't allow an injection? I'm fine with infusions and arm injections, but I have found since I was a child that the nurse disinfected my butt, and I I can't take it anymore, my whole body is numb and stiff, and it's very uncomfortable."
Physical resistance.
"Last time I was in the hospital, I couldn't move and couldn't resist, otherwise the injection would definitely not go in."
After YiZhe heard it, he understood. But knowing it doesn't mean you know what to do. God knows that he has checked so many documents before, but there is really no one that tells him: what to do if the object doesn't let him touch his butt.
"Then..." With obvious overwhelm, he blinked at the moody lights and muttered softly, "That's a bit difficult."
On his shoulders, Xu Tangcheng began to laugh again.
This laughter entered YiZhe's ears without even a single turn. It was like a drum that stirred people's hearts before the war, and they kept asking, what are you waiting for? Why don't you come up
Yi Zhe moved his hand, broke away from Xu Tangcheng, and returned to the exposed waist. He tilted his head and kissed Xu Tangcheng's ear.
Being kissed on the ear is very exciting, because it seems to be the only part that can convert the sound of the kiss into the rumbling sound of the whole world. Xu Tangcheng couldn't help shrinking his neck, but heard YiZhe calling in his ear, "Brother Tangcheng..."
Coquettish again.
Xu Tangcheng dodged back and ducked, but was chased by Yi Zhe.
"Would you like to come?"
YiZhe was distracted while kissing, thinking only of such a countermeasure.
Xu Tangcheng pulled back his thoughts and thought about his waist, which would hurt for a while, and thought it was better to forget it.
He didn't make a sound, but YiZhe called him softly in his ear again, continuously and softly, as if he wanted to keep calling until he agreed.
Xu Tangcheng was also very anxious, kissing alone was no longer enough. He took a deep breath and suddenly turned his head away, forcibly separating the two's lips.
"Actually, there is a way."
I don't know if it was because of the smudge of the red light, YiZhe looked at his eyes and found that the corners of his eyes were red, and the appearance of the bottom of his eyes seemed to be different from just now.
Different, but familiar.
"I can't stand being touched, but..."
YiZhe listened, while being led away by the mind that couldn't hold him back. And through the starry space, he finally remembered, where on earth had he seen such a pair of eyes.
It was the night he was drunk.
Not only gentle, but also a little cunning seduction.
"But I can touch it myself. I just can't stand being touched by something I don't control."
Before Yi Zhe fully understood this sentence, Xu Tangcheng had already raised a hand, pulled his arm, and pulled his hand away from his body.
Gently, he covered the back of his hand. Then, he took him, led him, and touched the place that no one would ever touch.
Some people are coquettish and "baby", and some people are "violent" when they are not drunk.