He Linzhou half-armed and half-dragged Wen Xunchuan into the door, and after throwing him into the sofa roughly, he seemed to be drained of strength, and sat on the floor against the sofa to catch his breath. Although Wen Xunchuan is not considered fat, no one can bear to walk a few streets with such a person who weighs more than a hundred catties on his shoulders.
Chunmei walked over from the nest and rubbed his trouser legs coquettishly, then bent her legs at his feet and looked in the direction of the door with aggrieved eyes.
He Linzhou held its head in both hands and rubbed it for a while, then coaxed him softly: "I'll take you out to play tomorrow, be good."
Chunmei leaned against his leg and closed her eyes sleepily.
He Linzhou reached out from the teapot on the coffee table in front of him, picked it up and poured himself a glass of water.
Before he could bring the water glass to his mouth, a foot behind him slammed onto his lower back. He was kicked off unexpectedly, and his hands couldn't help shaking. Well, a glass of water spilled on himself without leaking a single drop.
Wen Xunchuan had no guilt at all, he frowned slightly, lay on the sofa with his eyes closed, and commanded in a hoarse voice, "Pour me a glass of water."
He Linzhou hurriedly stood up and shook off his wet shirt, cursing angrily, "Drinking like this every day will lead to sudden death sooner or later."
Wen Xunchuan frowned and repeated: "Water..."
He Linzhou glared at him, leaned over and pressed the wetness in front of him to his face, and said, "Shui Shuishui! Here! It's all here!"
Wen Xunchuan's throat was extremely dry, and he felt a layer of cool water vapor rushing towards his face, and he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked it.
He Linzhou's body froze, he looked down at Wen Xunchuan below him, his face dyed thin red, his eyes lightly closed, his slender and thick eyelashes trembling slightly, his pair of thin lips parted slightly, and the tip of his dark red tongue rested on his chest through a layer of wet and close-fitting shirt s position.
He stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Xunchuan's chin, and pinched Wen Xunchuan's face so hard that it deformed, but it didn't hinder him from lowering his head and covering it with a wet kiss while taking advantage of the danger.
After lingering for a while, He Linzhou reluctantly let go of him, with a sad and indignant tone: "... I will kill you sooner or later."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and resigned himself to pouring a glass of water for the drunk and stuffed it into his hand, "Drink, drink, who asked me to send me under the fence."
He Linzhou shook the wet clothes on his body twice, the wet touch made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he frowned involuntarily. He turned his head and asked Wen Xunchuan who was on the sofa: "Can I walk in your pajamas?"
Wen Xunchuan didn't seem to hear what he said, he propped himself up and took a drink of water from the glass he stuffed into his hand. He Linzhou didn't wait for him to reply, he just took it as acquiescence if he didn't speak, raised his hands and unbuttoned his shirt, and walked to the bedroom on his own initiative.
He walked to the bed, not wondering whether the other party would mind if he wore underwear under his body. Anyway, he picked up the home clothes that Wen Xunchuan took off and put on the bed, and put them on.
When he came out of the bedroom with a wet shirt, the person who had been lying dead on the sofa had already sat up, with his back turned to him and raised his hands, not knowing what he was doing.
He Linzhou went into the bathroom and put the shirt into the washing machine. When he came out, Wen Xunchuan was still in the same posture as before, and he didn't know what he was busy with.
He came over curiously and took a look, and was shocked when he saw the movements in Wen Xunchuan's hands. Hey, this man is holding his eyeballs with two fingers. Seeing that the left eye is bloodshot, he didn't even stop the movement of his hands, as if he didn't feel any pain.
He Linzhou took a few steps forward and grabbed his hand, and shouted at him: "Why don't you just come out of the closet? What are you doing? Why are you still hurting yourself? Are you still playing non-mainstream after 9012?"
Wen Xunchuan was a little dazed by his series of questions, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his red eyes and glanced at him speechlessly, raised his hand and slapped him on the arm without sparing any effort, and said weakly: " Get up, I'll take off invisibility."
"呵——" He Linzhou took a breath when he patted him, and grinned while shaking the back of his rapidly reddened hand: "Who can see that you are picking invisibility when you are so ruthless? No You know it as if you were picking out your eyeballs."
Wen Xunchuan ignored the noisy people, raised his head and continued pinching his eyes with two fingers.
He Linzhou looked at his hands poking around in his eyes like polio, and felt that he was really blind today to praise these chicken feet for their beauty.
Seeing Wen Xunchuan's eyes getting redder, He Linzhou suddenly felt his eye sockets become sore, he sighed, stood in front of Wen Xunchuan and pulled his hand away, bowed his head and said, "Don't move. "
Wen Xunchuan's eyes were tossed by him for a long time, and a layer of mist could not help but look at him with tears in his eyes.
He Linzhou bent down, raised his hand to gently support his eyelids, and carefully stretched out the other hand to squeeze out the thin layer of contact lenses on his bloodshot eyeballs.
Before his fingertips left his eye sockets, Wen Xunchuan suddenly twitched his eyelids, and then blinked. Before He Linzhou could react, his fingertips accidentally poked his eyelids.
He Linzhou quickly moved his hand away and said, "I didn't do it on purpose."
A trace of guilt was inexplicably tinged in his heart, he lowered his head and looked at Wen Xunchuan, "Are you all right?"
Wen Xunchuan took a deep breath, frowned and squeezed his painful eyes, lowered his head and raised the back of his hand to rub against his eyes.
He Linzhou lifted his face with his hand, bent down and said, "Let me see."
Wen Xunchuan's slightly moist eye ends were stained with a tinge of red, his eyelids trembled twice, and the wet eyelashes trembled slightly. He opened his eyes with difficulty, tilted his head uncomfortably and said, "It's okay."
He Linzhou's palm was pressed against his chin, and his eyes slowly moved down from his eyes to the delicate and fair skin of his cheeks. Then, his gaze was fixed on his slightly pursed thin lips. Then, he lowered his head closer to the closer...
Wen Xunchuan opened his eyes and looked at the lips that were getting closer in front of him, but his brain didn't keep up for a while, and he forgot to react.
This kiss came inexplicably, and it was easy to leave.
It's not like the lingering wet kiss just now with the desire to vent, but it's more like a kiss than the previous kisses in the bar or on the bed.
On the contrary, it is more like an intimate and lingering kiss between lovers.
Wen Xunchuan violently pushed the person in front of him away from the sofa, got up from the sofa, covered his eye that hadn't had time to remove the invisible, missed him, and staggered into the bathroom.
He Linzhou, who was pushed away, sat down on the sofa. He turned his head and looked at the closed bathroom door for a while, then withdrew his eyes and looked at the water glass that Wen Xunchuan put down casually on the tea table in front of him, and subconsciously licked his lips that seemed to be still wet. .