"... Is this here?"
He Linzhou helped the wobbly Wen Xunchuan out of the elevator, watched him take out a bunch of keys from his pocket, picked them out for a long time, found a key that was obviously different from the keyhole, and poked for a long time, mumbling in his mouth: "Why can't it be opened? Who changed the lock of my house?"
He Linzhou reluctantly took the key from the drunk beside him, found the correct key, inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it twice, and sighed in his heart: Fortunately, the door was not wrong.
The room was dark.
He helped Wen Xunchuan enter the door, closed the door behind his back, and asked, "Where is the switch?"
Without waiting for an answer, he sighed softly, reached out his hand to touch the wall for a while, and just touched the switch with his fingertips, when his collar was suddenly grabbed by someone, and immediately after a "bang", his back hit hard. behind the door panel.
Wen Xunchuan's warm body pressed against him, his voice was soft and deep, "I haven't brought anyone back yet."
While speaking, his breath was finely sprayed on He Linzhou's face, and the alcohol in his breath was somewhat intoxicating.
He Linzhou said: "I brought you back."
He lowered his head slightly, feeling his lips brushed against something, cool and soft.
When the line of sight is plunged into darkness, people's senses will be infinitely magnified.
Wen Xunchuan's light and even breathing, Wen Xunchuan's chest pressed against his body, the after note of woody perfume mixed with alcohol on Wen Xunchuan's body, and Wen Xunchuan's lips close at hand.
He Linzhou put his hand on his waist, lifted his sweater hem with his fingers, and gently rubbed the smooth skin on his waist with his fingertips, his voice was slightly hoarse, "I'm not a gentleman, you are the most important person now. It's better not to..."
"Huh?" Wen Xunchuan interrupted his words with a slightly puzzled snort, then hooked an arm around his neck, pressed his cool lips against his lips, and said softly, "I can't hear clearly .”
The phrase "I can't hear you clearly" came to He Linzhou's ears, it was more like cheating.
He didn't have the ability to stay calm like Liu Xiahui, so he simply stopped pretending to be upright, lowered his head and kissed Wen Xunchuan's lips firmly.
His tongue eagerly penetrated into Wen Xunchuan's lips, and went straight to entangle Wen Xunchuan's soft and smooth tongue, and the palm that was stroked in along the hem of the clothes walked on the smooth back.
Wen Xunchuan pushed him hard against the door, and the response he gave was fierce and forceful, which almost made him lose his dominance, and gradually became passive.
This experience different from those of previous bed partners made He Linzhou inexplicably excited.
Wen Xunchuan's kiss left his lips, spread down along the corners of his lips, and kissed along his chin to his neck.
He Linzhou's breathing became more and more heavy, the back of his head rested on the door panel, his neck was raised slightly, he raised his hand to gently stroke his head buried by his neck, and asked pantingly, "Where is the bedroom?"
Wen Xunchuan's head rubbed against his neck twice, his breath lightly and ambiguously brushed against his neck, his soft lips stuck to the side of his neck, and he didn't speak.
He Linzhou was so itchy that he rubbed against him, he stretched out his arm to wrap around his slender waist, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is the sofa okay?"
Wen Xunchuan was still silent, He Linzhou chuckled, lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "If you don't speak, I'll take it as your consent."
As he got closer, the sound of even and gentle breathing from the side of his neck reached his ears.
He Linzhou hesitated for a moment, patted his back, and called out tentatively: "Hey, Wen Xunchuan."
"..."
"Wen Xunchuan?"
"..."
He raised his hand to touch the ceiling light switch on the wall and turned it on.
Wen Xunchuan, who was leaning on his shoulder with his head tilted, seemed to think that the sudden light was dazzling, and rubbed against his shoulder as before, until he found a comfortable position and buried his whole face in his neck Here, it stopped moving.
Appears to be fast asleep.
He Linzhou was completely convinced, "Are you a pig? Can you sleep standing up?"
He stared hard at the head on his shoulders with a displeased expression, and felt unsatisfactory after staring, so he reached out and gave his face a gentle pinch.
… It feels pretty good in the hand.
He couldn't help pinching again.
Wen Xunchuan arched his head in his sleep, his brows were slightly frowned, and his expression seemed a little impatient.
He Linzhou put down his hands, let out a long sigh, and leaned against the door panel helplessly to adjust his breathing.
Wen Xunchuan was awakened by the sudden ringing of the mobile phone.
He reached out and touched his mobile phone from the pillow, squinted his eyes when he took it to his face, pressed it to his ear, and said in a hoarse voice, "Hello?"
As soon as the call was connected, there were a few barking dogs from the opposite side. Wen Zhixu probably took Chunmei to some pet weekend again.
Wen Zhixu probably sensed that his voice was wrong, and asked: "... What time are you still sleeping?"
Wen Xunchuan lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and asked, "What time is it?"
"It's half past ten." Wen Zhixu sighed, "Did you drink again last night? You're going to have health problems sooner or later."
"It's not always like this. Aren't you resting these two days?"
"Okay, you can sleep a little longer, and call me back when you wake up."
"Already awake." He yawned and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Well... the courtyard asked me to go out for training next week, and it will take more than a month."
"Ah." Wen Xunchuan waited for a long time without waiting for the next article, and said a little speechlessly: "Go, why don't you call me to report?"
"No," Wen Zhixu seldom spoke so hesitantly, "I have something to ask for your help."
"What?"
"... Is your house durable?"
"ah?"
Early in the morning, Wen Zhixu received a notice from the hospital to go on a business trip to study abroad. He was worried about leaving his young baby girl in the pet shop for so long. Friends in the pet club were not very familiar with him, so he was too embarrassed to say so. Thinking about it She had no choice but to entrust Chunmei to this nominal "godfather".
Wen Xunchuan agreed readily, but Wen Zhixu sounded a little uneasy, "Are you really not thinking about it anymore?"
"It's only natural for a godfather to cultivate a relationship with a goddaughter. I'll go there in the afternoon and return the car along the way."
"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner that night."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Xunchuan lay on the bed with his eyes closed, raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to expel the feeling of dizziness and fatigue in his head.
It doesn't matter if you don't rub it, after rubbing it twice, not only does the fatigue not go away, but some fragments in his mind become clearer as he gradually wakes up...
He sat up suddenly from the bed, his expression gradually froze.
Yes, Wen Xunchuan has a magical skill.
Don't forget things when you are sober.
The face that was getting closer and closer in his mind couldn't get rid of it. He never thought that the skill he was always proud of would make him so uncomfortable one day.
He threw his head back on the bed, raised his arms to cover his eyes, and let out a long sigh.
Do evil.