Qu Yanting opened his mouth slightly, but before he could utter a cry, Lu Wen lowered his head and kissed him. A ball of sweaters squeezed between each other's chests, rubbing against each other to generate a small electric current.
Lu Wen tightened his grip on Qu Yanting's lower back, and brought him into his arms, and at the same time pushed his jaw open to attack Qu Yanting's mouth. With a slap, one of Qu Yanting's slippers fell off, her body became lighter, and she was lifted off the floor by her waist.
He half-closed his eyes, dusk is approaching, and a large afterglow is projected in. They are entangled in the orange light and shadow like the protagonists of porn/erotic/movies, and they fall into the sofa unbalanced.
Qu Yanting was pressed down, and Lu Wen sucked his lips to evacuate the oxygen in his lungs bit by bit. He didn't want to move or struggle, and he would just instinctively hum when he was on the verge of hypoxia.
Commander Huang jumped out of the cat's nest when he heard the snort, and jumped onto the armrest of the sofa. His eyes were round, and he watched Lu Wen and Qu Yanting's passionate kiss from a close distance.
The presence of this little beast is so strong that Lu Wen always feels that he will be scratched in the next second. He was forced to stop, and buried his head in Qu Yanting's neck, dissatisfied: "Look at your pet."
Qu Yanting panted/breathed, and exhaled a sound: "I didn't let it come..."
The skin on the side of the neck suddenly tightened, Lu Wen sucked him, raised his head, the sparks in his eyes were still on the verge of extinguishing: "You hum so well, you have attracted all the cats in Chuchun."
Qu Yanting turned her head away in shame, the fresh strawberry marks on her neck were exposed, red and swollen, covered with a layer of glow. Lu Wen touched it, rubbed it with the pulp of his thumb, moved upwards, along the cheeks and temples, and finally stopped at the end of Qu Yanting's eyes.
It was red before sunset, and Lu Wen asked hoarsely, "Teacher Qu, are you crying?"
"No." The soreness was real, but Qu Yanting said stiffly, "It's just that I haven't had a good rest."
Lu Wen said without hesitation: "I didn't sleep after four o'clock in the morning, of course I didn't have a good rest."
Qu Yanting twisted back: "How do you know?"
Now that he had slipped his mouth, Lu Wen smiled helplessly. Because he couldn't sleep either, he drove around in the middle of the night, and then stopped downstairs to peek at the living room window.
The lights in the living room were turned off at 4:30, and Lu Wen felt sleepy. He put down his seat and squinted. He deliberately changed to a Jeep that he hadn't driven before, and he didn't worry about being discovered.
Qu Yanting couldn't believe it: "You have been downstairs since last night?"
"That's right... why don't you go to work today?" Lu Wen complained to him, "I waited until dawn, and wanted to take a look at you when you went out, but it was already noon."
Qu Yanting said in surprise: "Then when I call you..."
Lu Wen was sitting in the car at the time: "I couldn't help it when I heard your voice. I was afraid that the elevator had no signal, so I ran up the stairs. Fortunately, you live on the ninth floor."
Qu Yanting imagined, so cold on the phone, are you actually climbing the stairs? He was sad and funny, grabbed Lu Wen's neck and squeezed his Adam's apple, and said, "If I didn't call, how long are you going to stay downstairs? How long are you going to hang out with me?"
The night after the quarrel, Lu Wen turned off his phone and didn't dare to answer the phone, fearing that the two of them would quarrel more fiercely in anger, and the worst fear was that Qu Yanting would break up with him in a fit of anger.
The next morning, Lu Wen and Lu Zhanqing had dinner together. After eating, he went to work. Before leaving, Lu Zhanqing said something to him-"We are father and son, so no matter how big the conflict is, in the end, one party will always give in and then reconcile."
But other people are different. No one will tolerate another person unconditionally forever. Lu Wen thought a lot. This time he impulsively stalked and Qu Yanting lied. If the mistakes of the two sides balance out, what about the next time
What if it is a unilateral mistake next time? What about next time? Will there be a day when the other party is unwilling to endure it anymore, and then really leaves
Lu Wen has been thinking about it these days, thinking about it while eating, thinking about the schedule, and continuing to think as soon as he leaves the camera... He is indeed immature, so that he has suffered in his studies, career, and father-son relationship. So wear out.
The Adam's apple was pinched and itched, Lu Wen bowed his head and knocked on Qu Yanting's forehead, and said, "That's why I made up my mind to come to you."
Qu Yanting said: "You have been here for four days."
"Do you think laying eggs is so easy?" Lu Wen said, "After all, I have been so virtuous since I was a child..."
Qu Yanting asked: "What about me, you can't stand me, I am willing to change."
"You." Lu Wen said seriously, "I've thought about it, except for your nonsense this time, I can't fucking find anything wrong with you."
Two novices in love communicate with each other after the first quarrel, reflect on each other, and take a less serious posture.
The living room gradually darkened, and Qu Yanting lay in the shadow under Lu Wen's body, his expression of joy or resentment was hidden. He let go of his hand and put it around Lu Wen's neck.
"Do you... still want to kiss me?"
As soon as Lu Wen just lowered his head, Commander Huang bared his fangs and let out a "meow". He said speechlessly, "What kind of neutered cat is this? It's too spiritual, isn't it?"
Qu Yanting said: "Forget it first."
"...Damn." Lu Wen didn't get up, but inserted/inserted his fingers into Qu Yanting's hair, pulled them back, and slid to the side of his face to hook the thin ear bones.
Just now his Adam's apple was pinched, he pinched Qu Yanting's earlobe in retaliation, the small and soft piece of flesh twirled on the lines of his fingertips, and slowly rubbed and became hot.
Qu Yanting shook her eyelashes and squinted her eyes, her arms were tightly clamped: "Don't, don't pinch."
Lu Wen was dull for two seconds, as if he had discovered a new continent: "Teacher Qu, are you sensitive here?"
Qu Yanting gave a "hmm" sound like a gnat, and then explained: "Anyway, it's weird."
Lu Wen stopped his hand, but still held it tightly. He thought of the troublesome puberty of boys for a moment, and said, "Boys in middle school are fond of hands and feet. Have you ever been touched?"
Qu Yanting was silent for a moment, then replied: "... Nobody cares about me."
The shadow of Ye Shan flashed across his mind, and Lu Wen accidentally asked the wrong words. He calmly eased Qu Yanting's embarrassment, and said, "It's good that no one has touched it, it's all mine."
Lu Wen tilted his head: "What does it feel like to kiss you?"
A gust of breath sprayed in the ears, and a current flowed through Qu Yanting's body, just like a person who is afraid of injections tightened his nerves during disinfection. Sensitivity to the flesh and the emotions accumulated in the past few days, he collapsed before Lu Wen kissed him.
"Stay overnight tonight."
"Only tonight?" Lu Wen said, "I think half a month's stay is enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang, and Commander Huang rushed to the entrance like flying.
The two of them finally got off the sofa. Qu Yanting was sweating from the pressure, and while getting up, he grabbed the front of his pajamas and fanned the wind. He turned on the light first, and then looked at the cat's eyes.
Lu Wen asked, "Who is it?"
"Neighbor." Qu Yanting opened the door and called familiarly, "Auntie."
The old lady lived in the opposite door. Seeing that Qu Yanting lived alone, she often made delicious food for him. When she opened the door, she was a little surprised: "Little Qu, are you sick?"
Qu Yanting was taken aback: "No... I'm fine."
"Why is your face so red?" The old lady looked at him through the mirror, "Did you have a fever? Hey, there is... a rash on this neck?"
Qu Yanting "slapped" the strawberry seal, her face turned even redder: "It's okay, I, I'm doing hygiene, it's a little hot."
The old lady said: "That's good, it's really cold in the spring, so be careful of catching a cold."
"Yes, I know." Qu Yanting nodded hastily, and changed the subject, "What did you have?"
The old lady handed over a paper bag and said, "Retirement is too boring. I signed up for a dessert class. I made a lot of snacks in the class. I'll show you some."
Qu Yanting accepted it, thanked him, and closed the door, only to realize that it was past seven o'clock, the phone on the sofa kept flashing, and friends in the industry kept congratulating the premiere of the online drama tonight.
Lu Wen poked his head out of the bathroom and said, "There's an extra large bathrobe!"
Qu Yanting said: "In case you show your buttocks."
"Oh my god, you're so vulgar." Lu Wenwashed his face and walked out.
Qu Yanting put the paper bag on the coffee table, turned on the projector with the remote control, and ordered: "Go to the study and bring my computer, and the web drama will be broadcast in a while."
Lu Wen turned into the study room, brought the laptop to the living room, sat down on the carpet between the sofa and the coffee table, hit the space bar, the screen brightened, and he shouted, "What's the password?"
"Six ones." Qu Yanting rummaged through the wine cabinet in the kitchen, and took a bottle of stock for the Spring Festival.
Back in the living room, I saw Lu Wen staring at the computer screen intently, with a dignified expression. Qu Yanting knelt down at the side and looked at the screen. The input box on the home page of the search engine was clicked, and a long list of search history was displayed.
Lu Wennian said: "How do you act like a baby to your boyfriend..."
Qu Yanting's scalp was numb, and she hastily stretched out her hand to cover the screen: "I lent my computer to a colleague, and she searched for it..."
"Really?" Lu Wen said, "You said you would never lie to me again."
Qu Yanting shot himself in the foot with a rock, and admitted falteringly: "I... I just searched randomly."
Lu Wen looked at him expectantly: "Then why don't you practice after searching?"
"I... can't learn." Qu Yanting tried to close the page.
Lu Wen grabbed Qu Yanting's wrist, and said relentlessly, "You try to act coquettishly with me, huh? If you did this earlier, I must have come here long ago."
"Screw your head." Qu Yanting struggled, "It finally got through, but you didn't answer it."
It was the one on the second night. Lu Wen lowered his eyes and said, "I couldn't move my hands at that time."
Qu Yanting was confused: "What are you doing?"
Lu Wen was soaking in the bathtub at the time, remembering the night when he and Qu Yanting were swimming, when the mobile phone was vibrating in the towel tray... He got closer and confessed: "I'm playing/flying/aircraft."
The ears were hot, and Qu Yanting had nowhere to hide, so he grabbed Lu Wen's shoulder and buried him.
The heart was beating loudly. Lu Wen lowered his head and kissed Qu Yanting's earlobe lightly. While the other party was trembling, he said, "Teacher Qu, I want to sleep with you."