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Wei Shijin took a bite on the tip of the man's nose and smiled with interest, "Uncle, you hooked me."
Song Min's breathing stagnated, and he remembered that person. He pushed Wei Shijin onto the sofa, his eyes were ruthless, and there was fire in his eyes. He hadn't lost his temper for many years. In other words, I have never done that in front of people, and this is the first time I have not been able to control it.
Wei Shijin squinted his eyes behind the lens, feeling that he had become a scapegoat, having suffered on behalf of others, he was still smiling, posing a lazy posture of "I can do whatever you want, you can do whatever you want", "I used all my strength just now. Well, the uncle's breath is a little short, which means that he hasn't exercised recently, he's lazy, and it's a matter of time before the eight-pack abs become one."
Song Min bent over to touch Wei Shijin's pocket, took away his cigarette case and lighter, skillfully smoked a cigarette from it, put it to his mouth, and blew a ring of smoke into the air, with a clear vicissitudes on his face. There is also decadence and numbness after injury, and no hope and expectation for life and the future.
"Wei Shijin, with your own conditions and family background, many people give you choices, why waste it on a middle-aged and elderly person in his fifties? Your family can't afford to lose face when it spreads, your relatives and friends It will also look at you in a strange way, thinking that you have a disease in your brain, no matter what point of view you consider, what you are doing now will cause you trouble."
Song Min used the smell of nicotine to calm himself down and didn't get angry anymore. He calmly reasoned with Wei Shijin, but it didn't make sense.
"Middle-aged and elderly people in their fifties? When you say this, you don't believe it yourself."
Wei Shijin put his arm on the back of the sofa, "Uncle, this is the first time you've talked to me so much since we met, but I'm twenty-six, not sixteen, and not six years old. What you said has to do with me. It's nothing, life is impermanent, don't look at me talking to you now, maybe I'll die on the road when I go back today."
He folded his long legs, and after a rare sigh, he smiled and said, "I like something, I want it, I want to take it for myself, what's wrong? No, it's very logical."
Song Min stopped smoking and said with a strange expression, "Do you like me?"
Wei Shijin's face was hurt, "Uncle's question is really sad. If I don't like uncle, why bother."
Song Min glanced at the young man's crotch, "What do you like?"
Wei Shijin leaned back a little to show the man, and joked, "It's also a part of my body, it's still a very important part, and it's related to my whole life."
Song Min gave a contemptuous glance at the corner of his mouth, extremely subtle.
Capturing the man's expression at that moment, Wei Shijin's breathing became heavy, and he felt that he was more attractive at this time, as if it should be like this, this is the real him, not a piece of wood exuding rot, "Uncle, I I know you have a secret, Huang Dan has it, Chen Yue has it too, about the three of you."
Song Min's pupils shrank. He lowered his head and smoked in silence. He reached out with one hand and took away the cigarette between his fingers. The young man's laughter was in his ear, "Everyone has secrets, and I have them too. Don't be afraid, uncle."
"I have nothing to fear."
Wei Shijin's eyes were sharp, but his voice was very gentle, "Uncle, no one ever told you that when you lied, you blinked several times?"
Song Min's hand rubbed lightly, almost impossible to check.
Remember the past? Wei Shijin took two puffs of cigarettes, the tip of his tongue brushed over the man's saliva left on the cigarette butt, he chuckled, "Looking at the way you smoke, you are an old smoker."
Song Min went to grab the cup on the table and took a sip of water, only to remember that Wei Shijin had drunk it before. His Adam's apple rolled twice, and he took a few more sips to dilute the fishy sweetness in his mouth.
Wei Shijin flicked the cigarette ashes, he walked over, put his chin on the man's shoulder, and breathed into his neck, "Uncle, if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up. There are surveillance cameras in the corridor. Are you sure you want me to carry you downstairs?"
Song Min looked sideways.
Wei Shijin bit the cigarette butt with his teeth and looked at him with a half-smile, "Huh?"
A few seconds later, Song Min turned around and went to the bedroom. When he came out, the dark gray home clothes on his body had been changed, and he was wearing a trench coat and trousers, and he was tall and straight.
Wei Shijin shook his head, it would be better if he cooperated earlier, he casually mentioned, "Uncle, don't you have procrastination?"
Song Min's eyelids twitched.
Really? Wei Shijin's key turned around on his fingertips, why did he say several things in such a short time? He squinted his eyes, and the shell that the man had wrapped around him was broken, and it could be peeled off with a few snaps, revealing the true side hidden inside.
"It's a coincidence, my lifestyle treats procrastination, you and I, including you