Qu Yanting didn't know what effect the ostrich had when he buried his head. Now that he buried his head, he still felt that his face, neck and even his whole body were going to be burned.
He didn't dare to move rashly, because Lu Wen's lips were just next to his ear, and if he touched it a little, his sensory response would be combined with psychological effects, and it would show the shame that a man who has passed away should not have.
Lu Wenjing stayed for half a minute, moved away from Qu Yanting's face with amnesty, pressed his chin against the other's fluffy hair, a fine itchy throat appeared, and asked, "The house is so clean, and it's been cleaned again?"
Qu Yanting nodded. When he was in a bad mood and couldn't work, he would do housework to divert his energy. After working all day, he sweated again while kissing on the sofa just now, he got up and said, "There is still some time before we leave the TV show, I'll take a shower first."
Lu Wenyi was cruel: "How about we wash together?"
Qu Yanting subconsciously said "ah", probably because of his background as a director, the picture in his mind was so strong... He couldn't bear it, so he joked clumsily: "Wash it separately, it's not bad for the water bill."
"That's fine." Lu Wen picked up the phone, as if he could do a job with ease, "Then you wash it first, and I'll reply a few messages."
Qu Yanting stood up holding the coffee table, his legs were numb from sitting on his knees, and he walked a certain distance in a daze.
As soon as the bathroom door closed, Lu Wen threw away his cell phone, jumped up and smashed it on the sofa. He bounced on the thick sofa cushion, staring dazedly at the halo of light emitted by the chandelier.
Lu Wen didn't expect that he could say such blunt and explicit words, so he tried his best to pretend to be calm, but his nervousness was no less than that of Qu Yanting.
Slowing down, he sat up and turned on the computer again, and searched for the entries that Qu Yanting had searched on the ready-made page, wanting to know what the other party had read these days.
After that, Lu Wen searched for some miscellaneous things, regardless of whether the answers of netizens made sense, anyway, he was very involved.
Lu Wen searched so intently that he didn't notice that there was no movement in the bathroom.
Qu Yanting stood in front of the vanity table, with his hips leaning against the edge of the marble table, leaning over to look in the mirror. The chin is clean, there is no stubble, I haven't had a good rest these days, my eyes are bloodshot, and my hair has grown long, falling on my forehead and I am not very energetic.
He opened the locker and took out a new bottle of shower gel, light pink bottle, white peach flavor, and a small jar of body lotion. This is a souvenir from Qiao's travel belt. He thinks it is too delicate, so he has never used it.
Qu Yanting sniffed it, then glanced at the green tea shower gel on the shelf in the shower room. He couldn't guess whether Lu Wen liked the fresh one or the sweet one... When he realized that he was thinking about this question seriously, a sense of shame shot straight to the sky.
The water temperature was cool, and Qu Yanting rinsed under the shower for a long time. After washing, she didn't wear pajamas, and changed into a crow blue silk nightgown, which she wore the night she went swimming with Lu Wen.
Click, the door lock turned, and Lu Wen closed the search page in time.
Qu Yanting walked out with slippers on, and said, "Just throw your clothes in the laundry basket, and put the clean underwear on the shelf for you."
When Lu Wen went in to take a shower, Qu Yanting turned off the lights. In the living room, there was only light from the projection screen. He bent his legs and sat down behind the coffee table, playing the first episode of "The First Night".
The prelude to the theme song sounded, and Lu Wen shouted in the bathroom: "Teacher Qu, wait for me to watch together!"
Qu Yanting had no choice but to pause, took Commander Huang into his arms, and nagged in a low voice, "Commander Huang, I've treated you kindly. When you were bullied by other stray cats in the community, who saved your life? Who saved your life? Raise so fat? I don't expect you to repay me, don't bother us all the time, let alone jump out suddenly."
"Don't scare him in the future, he can let you live in a big villa and a new cat climbing frame." Commander Huang broke away from his arms impatiently.
Qu Yanting was thirsty and poured a glass of white wine.
It was uncomfortable to drink on an empty stomach, so he opened the paper bag and took out the snacks from the neighbor's aunt. It was a box of Daifuku. The white glutinous rice skin was pink. When he took a bite, the filling cream overflowed, revealing the peach flesh inside.
Xu was hungry, so Qu Yanting ate three of them at once, and before biting down on the fourth, the bathroom door opened.
Lu Wen came out with wet hair, adjusted to the dim light, and when he walked over, the picture on the projection screen continued to play, and he sat down on the sofa with his calf next to Qu Yanting's arm.
The smell of peaches mixed with the smell of wine, it was intoxicatingly sweet, Lu Wen bent down and said, "Teacher Qu, how much did you drink?"
"Just one cup." Qu Yanting was still holding the full big blessing, turned his head and raised it high, "It's the last one, do you want to eat?"
Lu Wen lowered his eyes, and the hem of Qu Yanting's bathrobe was swayed to the sides, showing a little leg, and the neckline of the nightgown was torn aside when he hugged Commander Huang, and the sunken collarbone was gone, and there were still a few spots of cream on the corners of his lips.
He was so thirsty that he couldn't eat any more, he touched the back of Qu Yanting's head and said, "You can eat."
Just when the theme song ended, the screen went black in an instant.
The room without the light source was plunged into darkness, only the sound of torrential rain was heard. The screen gradually became brighter again. On a rainy night, the headlights of the van swayed far away, getting closer and closer until the room was illuminated like day.
Screaming brake sounds, the camera cuts to the rainy night sky, and an unknown car accident leaves suspense as the beginning of the whole play, and the title of the film emerges—the first night.
Qu Yanting didn't see anything, he tilted his head, and the moment it got dark, Lu Wen held the back of his head and kissed him.
Dafu fell on the carpet between his fingers, and Qu Yanting raised his hand to hold Lu Wen's face. The feature film started, and the original sound of the person in front of him sounded on the screen behind him. The flamboyant Ye Xiaowu and the quiet Ye Shan made him fall into the gap between reality and fantasy. swirl.
Lu Wen kissed deeper, not to mention skill, just relying on a demanding instinct, he wiped off the cream on Qu Yanting's lips, slipped his palm behind his head, and grabbed that slender neck.
After kissing for a while, Lu Wen stopped and stared at Qu Yanting, his eyes were a little silly, and also a bit greedy, like talking sweet words, or chewing a mouthful of delicious meat between sharp teeth.
The two protagonists flashed across the screen, and he took the opportunity to ask, "Teacher Qu, do you like Ye Shan or Ye Xiaowu?"
Qu Yanting replied: "I like them all."
Lu Wen emphasized: "Which one do you prefer?"
Qu Yanting had never thought about this question before, his brain turned very slowly due to lack of oxygen, and before he could sort out the answer, his body was lightly picked up by Lu Wen from the ground.
"Are you really thinking about it?" Lu Wen smiled while holding him.
Feeling dizzy, Qu Yanting seemed drunk: "Didn't you ask me?"
Lu Wen told him the standard answer: "You should answer that you don't like any of them, you only like me."
Qu Yanting answered confusedly: "I only like you, too."
Lu Wen couldn't help laughing, the music in the play made his heart beat faster, he covered it up with a smile, and strode into the bedroom with Qu Yanting in his arms. Fearing that Commander Huang would chase him down, the door panel bumped into each other without leaving any gaps, and there was a muffled sound behind him.
Qu Yanting was lightly placed at the end of the bed, straightened up and knelt up, and asked, "Stop watching the drama?"
Lu Wen stood by the bed, with his knees against the edge of the bed, and said, "Last night, I spent half the night in the car, shall we go to bed early?"
Qu Yanting hasn't had a good night's sleep these days. The soft mattress was unstable. He fell down and lay down together with Lu Wen. After covering the quilt, he thought of something. He stretched the skirt of his nightgown, and said with a straight face: " Do you smell peaches?"
"Hmm." Lu Wen said, "Is it delicious?"
Qu Yanting said, "It's not Dafu, it's the smell of shower gel."
Lu Wen pretended to be stupid: "Really?"
"Didn't you smell it?" Qu Yanting looked away eagerly, as if he had prepared a secret gift but hadn't been discovered for a long time, "Do you smell the fragrance?"
Lu Wen thought of Chongqing, the scene of Qu Yanting's collapse in the 101 bathroom, and his hands that were rubbed red under the running water. He leaned over and sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose, saying, "Sweet..."
As if being tickled, Qu Yanting shrank her shoulders sensitively, but was satisfied in her heart.
There was a "meow" outside the door, and Commander Huang's fleshy face squeezed the door frame, and he really wanted to go in and play wild. He jumped up and tried to scratch the door panel with his claws.
Commander Huang tossed about for a while, and was sure that he couldn't get in. He wandered around the living room irritably, walked around the coffee table and found the big blessing on the carpet.
As expected of a greedy cat, Commander Huang walked around the plump Dafu a few times, stretched out his cat's claws, and slapped a small hole in the outer layer of white glutinous rice skin, smelling the aroma of peach flesh.
Commander Huang was lying on the carpet, scratching his clean front paws towards Dafu, fearing that the owner would find out, he occasionally rolled his eyes to look at the bedroom door, waiting for the cream to leak out and stain his orange hair.
It ate a piece of white peach flesh, which was soft and sweet, so it ate it even harder. After eating, it rolled around on the carpet, meowing in comfort.
Early spring in the north is always windy, a window of the balcony is not closed tightly, and the night wind comes in and blows a pot of epiphyllum on the shelf. The petals that bloomed for a short time trembled slightly, as if they would fall at any moment.
In the bedroom separated by the glass door, Qu Yanting lay on his back on the pillow, the silk nightgown and the silk quilt were fitted together, comfortable and soft. He listened to the whistling wind and forgot whether he had closed the window.
Qu Yanting turned his head and tried to look at the balcony for a while. He saw the pot of epiphyllum swaying in his vision, but he was reluctant to leave the warm bed.
He fell into a dazed state, hovering at the junction of waking and sleeping, looking back at Lu Wen's face, his brain flashed back countless messy fragments.
A car accident on a rainy night, the beginning of his nightmare.
Confinement on New Year's Eve watching fireworks from the window of the room.
In order to survive, he works odd jobs after school.
Sign the adoption consent form.
Touching the camera for the first time, winning the best of the series for the first time, having the courage to talk about dreams for the first time.
Bright and unexamined life.
Qu Yanting's vision was blurred by the memory, and he regained his clarity after a touch of moisture slipped from the corner of his eyes. He stared at Lu Wen in a daze.
Lu Wen got out of the car and looked at him provocatively.
Lu Wen's embarrassment made him laugh.
Lu Wen sat at the front table and chatted with him.
Lu Wen gave him millet porridge, remembering once and for all that he doesn't eat fish.
Lu Wen bragged to him and misunderstood him.
Lu Wen shook his hand, hugged him, and stole a flower for him.
Lu Wen sank into the water and picked him up.
Lu Wen said that he likes him, and only likes him in this life.
Lu Wen set off the most beautiful fireworks for him on New Year's Eve.
The fragments in Qu Yanting's memory changed from gray and white to colorful, like flowers in a room on the balcony. He opened his left hand and held it above, the silver ring on his ring finger was shining.
"Teacher Qu." Lu Wen called him, took his hand, and pressed his fingers firmly between his fingers.
Commander Huang listened to the wind in the living room, arched his back, and walked around for two times before gradually relaxing. He let out a lazy "meow", licked his paws clean, and then jumped into the den and lay down.
Lu Wen approached tenderly, kissed Qu Yanting's forehead, the corners of his mouth curled up and said, "Mr. Qu, good night."
Qu Yanting replied in a low voice: "Good night."
The living beasts outside the house had already slept peacefully, the whole house was quiet, and Qu Yanting was held in Lu Wen's arms.
He remembered a little French poem—
Une orange sur la table
Ta robe sur le tapis
Et toi dans mon lit
Doux présent du présent
Fra?cheur de la nuit
Chaleur de ma vie