It's been a little weird lately.
…
Summer is coming to an end, and although the weather is still not cool for a long time during the day, it has begun to cool at night.
The hot cicada made a sharp hum.
In the room, he sat on the sofa and focused on the book in his hand. His body temperature was always cold, and even in long clothes and trousers, there was no trace of sweat.
Wang Xiaobaa, who had just taken a nap, walked downstairs. Before she could get close to Wen Fengjin, she saw that he slammed the book in his hand and put it away from Wang Xiaobaa and next to his own legs. .
Wang Xiaoba blinked, her eyes swept across Wen Feng's calm face, who couldn't see anything, and finally landed on the book, "What is that?"
He was about to reach out to take it from the lap that was lying on Wen Fengjing, but Wen Fengjing held down the back of his neck.
"It's nothing fancy, just an ordinary book."
"Since it's an ordinary book, why show it to me?"
"no."
"no?!"
What did he want, Wen Fengjing has never refused? !
Wang Xiaobaa pushed away the cold palm on her neck, looked at Wen Fengjin suspiciously, but Wen Fengjin turned her head sideways, Junmei's face was a little embarrassed, and her eyes avoided.
Like this... something is wrong!
Wang Xiaoba squinted his eyes and sat up straight. Chong Wenfeng stretched out his claws to flatten it, and grinned threateningly: "Xiao Wenzi~ what are you hiding, is it a small x-text?! Bring it to me quickly!"
"Senior brother." Wen Feng laughed, his eyebrows were long and amorous, a little red line burned from the center of his eyebrows, and his handsome and sharp face was suddenly drawn in.
Wang Xiaoba was startled, and the next moment he pressed his lips against her.
Soft and plump lips grinding, so nostalgic, obsessed...
Overindulgent love, and gentle movements make people fall into the breath he exudes.
The cold and thin slender fingers interspersed into the roots of the hair, fixed the back of Wang Xiaoba's head and prevented him from leaving.
The squeezed lips parted, watery, even more rosy than before.
Wang Xiaobaa's cheeks were flushed, and she covered her mouth with water in her eyes and panted, and she kissed the tip of his nose, eyelids, and eyebrows as closely as possible.
One kiss after another, overlapping and overlapping, all of them were sweet and viscous as thick as syrup.
Wang Xiaobaa felt that Wen Fengjin couldn't hold back. He was pressed on the large and soft sofa, his cold fingers ran across his raised neck, and Wen Fengji lowered his head and opened his mouth to cover it.
"Well-"
Wang Xiaobaa shrank her neck a little ticklishly.
"Wait for me from here, I'll go get something."
Wen Feng's voice was hoarse, as if to imply something, Wang Xiaobaa turned over and buried her face in the pillow and nodded, her black hair was messy and her ears were red.
A deep low laugh sounded, and the sofa bounced.
Wen Feng has already gone upstairs.
Wang Xiaobaa snickered in anticipation while indulging in her exhausted face.
Do you want to be on the sofa, although I have tried it, but it is daytime! Even if Wen Mian's little girl goes to school, isn't it not very good to be in the clear sky? Hey Hey…
Let's draw the curtains later.
He thought so, all kinds of 'thrilling' scenes echoed in his mind, and he waited for a few minutes in anticipation, but a few minutes passed, and the news did not come down.
Wang Xiaoba sat up suspiciously and looked towards the stairs. Suddenly, he looked at the sofa next to him with wide eyes as if remembering something.
Holy crap, the book is gone
He quickly got up and ran upstairs, slamming the bedroom door open!
The coffin in the room lay quietly from there. There was no one in the room, only the window was open, blowing the draughts on Wang Xiaobaa's face.
Wang Xiaobaa: "..."
Oh shit!
Hearing the wind, he jumped out of the window and ran! ! !
…
Since that incident happened yesterday, Wang Xiaoba has never spoken to Wen Fengjing. No matter how he beats him, Wen Fengjing will be next to him. He just doesn't explain. He found that the wind around him was gone!
At that time, his heart pounded.
When it's over, the man is getting colder and colder, and he often goes out, sneaking out while his wife is asleep...
This Nima definitely has a situation!
After that, Wang Xiaobaa thought something was wrong.
When An Kai came to his house for tea, Wang Xiaobaa thought about it for a long time and asked him: "An Kai, do you think Wen Feng Jin is having an affair?"
"puff!!!"
An Xie took a sip of tea and sacrificed it to the sky. He coughed hard for a long time and stared at Wang Xiaoba in disbelief, as if Wang Xiaoba had two heads.
"Affair?! Who? Smell Senior?!"
"Yes." Wang Xiaoba scratched his head awkwardly, "Are you so shocked?"
"Why aren't you shocked?" An Kai said, "I suspect that apart from you, Senior Wen can't tell the difference between male and female, you know? Just because of his appearance, you can always let him run errands, but you've seen it before. Has he given anyone a second glance? Those wild bees, waves and butterflies in his eyes don't say whether they have a handle or a long chest, and it is estimated that in his eyes, even the race is unknown!"
Wang Xiaoba twitched the corners of her mouth: "... As for?"
"As for!" An Kai rubbed his forehead with a headache, "If you can cheat as much as you can, it would be hell. Absolutely impossible!"
"All right… "
Wang Xiaobaa sent An Kai away, and began to formulate a new plan, intending to catch Wenfeng and make a presence!
So that night, he was still fighting with Wen Fengjin, went upstairs to sleep with his mouth pouted, wrapped his arms around Wen Fengji, and said softly, "Senior brother... I'm wrong, don't be mad at me, okay?"
"not good!"
Wang Xiaoba coldly pushed him away, coldly pulled the quilt onto himself, wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, and slept in the coffin.
I don't know how long it has passed, and it was so long that Wang Xiaobaa really fell asleep, something soft sucked the tip of his ear, and then left, Wang Xiaobaa just woke up.
He opened his eyes a crack in the dark, and there was no more figure in the dim coffin.
OK! out again!
Wang Xiaobaa's face sank, and immediately crept out of the coffin to prepare to 'catch the rape'.
He thought that Wen Fengjing must have gone out, so he went downstairs immediately, but he didn't expect the sound of something colliding suddenly in his ears, so he hurriedly squatted on the handrail of the stairs and peeked over.
There were no lights in the dim living room, only the kitchen was lit. Because it was an open kitchen, he could clearly see everything inside.
Strange, is he hungry if he doesn't sleep so late? So go downstairs and cook something to eat every night
Wang Xiaoba shook his head: No, it's okay for Feng Jin and him not to eat. Basically, he doesn't feel hungry. How can he be so hungry that he can't sleep
He continued to peek, the man in the kitchen with his upper body showing his upper body was wearing an apron with a calm face, his silver hair was tied up, the light was shining down from the top of his head, and there was a small shadow around his eye sockets, which made his face even colder. He stared at the pot in his hand angrily.
Snow-white fingers held the handle of the pot, and the fire didn't start much, because there was no heat coming up.
After a while, he dipped his chopsticks on the contents and took a sip. His brows became pimples, and the book that was not for Wang Xiaobaa appeared again.
Wen Fengjin compared the book according to the book, and then started to cut something with the knife.
Smelling the strange smell of sticky nose, Wang Xiaoba's head is going bald with curiosity.
What is this all about
Finally, he squatted for a long time and couldn't squat for a long time. He walked over in an upright manner. Hearing the footsteps, Wen Fengjing looked at him in astonishment. Then his face showed an expression of distress and helplessness. After a few seconds, he sighed calmly and looked at him. smiled at him.
The long and narrow eyes were slightly bent, and Wen Fengjin grinned: "I was discovered."
"What are you doing? Sneaky."
Wang Xiaoba frowned and walked in. She was a little surprised when she saw the things in front of Wen Fengjin. There was chocolate heated by water in the pot, and rows of various colors of raw and heart-shaped molds were there.
The corner of Wang Xiaobaa's mouth twitched, she picked up the book next to Wen Fengjin and took a closer look, and found that it contained a pink handmade chocolate tutorial.
"… "
Wang Xiaoba was stunned: "No, what is this? You jumped out of the window and escaped just to make a chocolate and hide it?"
"Um… "
Wen Fengjin turned his face to the side and coughed a few times, looking a little embarrassed.
"What do you do with chocolate?"
He flipped through those things and sniffed the smell of chocolate that was sticky on the tip of his nose, "You are all sticky. Besides, the first generation of demons made handmade chocolates at night, puff, hahahaha-"
"… "
The monarch with a fierce reputation is even more embarrassed, and even the tip of his ear is so red!
Oh my God…
Wang Xiaobaa looked at the tip of his ear and smiled even more cheerfully.
Wen Fengjin pursed his lips while listening to his laughter, stared at Wang Xiaobaa with dark eyes, and suddenly laughed along with him.
"Yeah, it's a little inappropriate."
"Yes yes yes-"
"But after all, it's Qixi Festival, and I always want to give you something."
"R-what?!"
Wang Xiaobaa looked at the sneering Wen Fengjin and pointed to the chocolates in the pot, and asked in a daze, "You want to give me handmade chocolates on Qixi Festival?!"
"Well." Wen Fengjin said, "But forget it, these things are not suitable for me."
After he finished speaking, he was about to pick up the pot of chocolate and throw it away, Wang Xiaoba slowed down for a minute, 'Ouch! ' He jumped up and jumped onto Wen Fengjin's back and strangled him tightly.
"Don't pour it! You want to make handmade chocolate for me! Wow - I drank this pot of chocolate today! Whoever pours it for me, I'm in a hurry!"
Wen Fengjin lowered his eyebrows and said lightly, "You didn't say..."
"I didn't say anything!" Wang Xiaoba interrupted him, raised his face seriously and leaned over from behind to hold Wen Fengjin's face and kiss him.
Four eyes facing each other.
Wang Xiaobaa said word by word: "Old attack."
"Um?"
"I fucking love you."
"… "
The handsome man carried him behind his back and showed a gentle smile. At that moment, it was as if after thousands of years, Wang Xiaobaa saw the smiling face of the young man who had been coquettish to him.
Wen Feng said with a smile: "Well, I love you too, I love you to death."
Wang Xiaoba lay on his back and smiled.
I dipped a smear of chocolate on the fingertips, smeared them on the lips of the two, and finally they were stuck together. I don't know that they were swallowed by the other.
The slightly bitter taste of burning, strangely with a strong fragrance, from the tip of the tongue to the lips and teeth, to the throat, and finally brushed the heart with a layer of sweetness that is too warm...
Sweet pause.
someone said.
"Happy Tanabata."
someone back.
"Happy Tanabata."
[The author has something to say: Catch insects later, the liver will not move.
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