"Zhao Jingting, in the twenty-fourth year of Jiasheng, I was awake all the time on New Year's Eve that year," Xie Lun leaned in his arms and held his neck and said softly, "I was awake from the beginning to the end, Zhao Jingting, I I voluntarily gave my body to you. That night, I was not drunk at all... "
"Alan, don't talk about me, stop talking," Zhao Jingting really couldn't listen any more. He had longed to hear his love words from Xie Lun's stubborn mouth in the past, but at this moment, he really felt distressed. No, when he listened to Xie Lun and himself analyzing the long love journey of more than twenty years, he actually felt as if Xie Lun's heart was being torn apart. He felt so distressed that it was hard to attach. He reached out to hold Xie Lun's face and kissed him. Looking into Xie Lun's wet eyes, "Alan, stop talking, stop talking."
"No, I want to say it, I have to say it," Xie Lun shook his head stubbornly. His bright black eyes looked at Zhao Jingting without blinking, and he choked and said, "Zhao Jingting, I have to let you know how much I have." I love you, how much I can’t live without you, Zhao Jingting, you must know.”
"Alan, I know, I really know," at this point, how could Zhao Jingting still not understand what Xie Lun meant? It was precisely because he understood that he felt even more distressed. He held Xie Lun's face, kissed his forehead, his nose, and finally his dry lips, "Alan, I love you, so I will definitely do it." Take good care of yourself.”
"For the first twenty years, I regretted letting you walk alone. In the next twenty years, would you like me to be devoted to you?"
"Twenty years is too little," Xie Lun collapsed suddenly. He covered his face and howled, "Zhao Jingting, I want thirty years! Forty years! I want you in this life! I want you in the next life!"
"Okay, give it all to you, give it all to you," Zhao Jingting hugged Xie Lun tightly and kept kissing his sweaty forehead. After Xie Lun felt better, Zhao Jingting said softly, "Alan likes me. Laugh, I like Allen’s smile too, so Allen smiles for me, okay?”
"No, I can't laugh," Xie Lun sobbed. His mood was obviously much better than before. He felt like he was crying and fussing like a girl just now. Xie Lun was very embarrassed, but at this time he was held by Zhao Jingting. , and felt very comfortable, so I stopped trying to compete with myself. I just succumbed to Zhao Jingting's arms and acted awkwardly with Zhao Jingting, "Zhao Jingting, I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, rice dumplings, and fried rice dumplings." I’ve eaten rice and want to drink eight-treasure porridge. I’ve been eating beef and mutton all day long and I’m going to vomit.”
"Okay, when the Qinghai General's Mansion is established after the new year, we can go back to Kulun. I will personally cook for Allen whatever he wants to eat." Zhao Jingting said in a hurry to please.
"Forget what you did," Xie Lun looked sideways at Zhao Jingting with a look of disgust and distrust, "You have the guts to cook, but I don't have the guts to play house with you."
Zhao Jingting laughed dumbly: "Alan is so contemptuous of others. In Allen's eyes, I am so worthless."
"It's not without merit," Xie Lun sniffed and twisted a little awkwardly in Zhao Jingting's arms while whispering, "You are quite good at serving others in bed."
Zhao Jingting's heart suddenly tightened, and a pair of big hands immediately wrapped around Xie Lun's waist: "Alan's waist is not weak anymore?"
"Master, I am young and have a good body, but why am I weak?" Xie Lun narrowed his eyes at Zhao Jingting with a provocative look on his face, "But you, an old man, don't know if your body is strong enough... ah!"