Wen Yu was held by Ying Chen and got into the black car that picked him up last time.
Lin An was driving, and Ying Chen sat in the back seat with him.
On the way home, the car was very quiet.
It's just that in this quietness, there is a certain stubborn silence and suppressed emotions, and unimaginable anger can erupt with a slight touch.
Lin An, who was driving, could sense the owner's emotions, and he was very disturbed.
The hands holding the steering wheel trembled slightly, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks.
Wen Yu originally thought that Ying Chen would touch him crazily like before.
He was on guard nervously, preparing for the worst.
Unexpectedly, Ying Chen sat in the car without saying a word. Without even looking at him, he turned his gaze out the car window. The street lamps flickered on and off on his gloomy face.
Instead, Wen Yu couldn't figure out why he was angry. Wen Yu was so bored by the oppressive atmosphere that he could hardly breathe.
In the end, I couldn't hold back any longer, and I was the first to explain, saying, "Today, my colleague at work invited me to dinner, so it's late."
"I didn't think about not going home, I didn't want to run away from you."
The young man sneered at himself: "I know too, I can't escape."
Ying Chen's eyes finally shifted to him, and he stared at him with deep eyes for a long time before saying in a low voice: "You still have a scent on you."
Wen Yu:? ? What's the meaning
He raised his arms suspiciously and smelled the smell on his body, then frowned.
If you stay for several hours in places like barbecue spots and ktv, you will inevitably not be tainted by the choking smell of cigarettes and alcohol.
Is Yingchen despising him
Wen Yu, who was originally nervous, became speechless: "I'll go home and change my clothes."
Ying Chen narrowed his eyes: "I'll get rid of it for you."
"get rid of?"
Before Wen Yu finished asking, he saw Ying Chen reaching out with one hand and waving it slightly.
Suddenly a flame flashed in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, intense and dazzling fireworks expanded, enveloping the young man and burning him all over.
what!
Wen Yu didn't scream out yet, but found that the fireworks on his skin were not hot at all, and even felt a little cool and comfortable.
And the turbid alcohol barbecue smell on the body gradually disappeared, but replaced by the freshness and refreshment after bathing.
But Wen Yu quickly recovered from his surprise.
He panicked, and his clothes were being devoured by the flames, and there was not even ash dissipated.
The skin on the body is exposed more and more with the clothes swallowed by the flames, the shoulders, collarbone, chest, waist and abdomen, and even the feet and legs
"You, what are you doing? Stop!"
The young man's cheeks were dyed red by the flames, his arms were around his body, he looked at Ying Chen in shock and shouted.
The flames disappeared, and the clothes dissipated.
And he was completely exposed to the man's sight, and he could see everything at a glance. The secret place was exposed to the coldness in the air, and was covered by the boy's hands as if he lost his sense of security.
abnormal.
He bit and cursed Ying Chen secretly: "Give me back my clothes."
Before the sound fell, a black shirt floated down from his head, covering his shoulders and chest. The long hem of the clothes dragged on the thighs, which also covered the most secret place.
But it is only covered, and it can be exposed with a slight movement.
Wen Yu grabbed the clothes with both hands and wrapped himself tightly, leaning against the door vigilantly, and asked in surprise: "You, what are you going to do?"
Ying Chen, who was sitting quietly at the side, began to move towards him, and the tall figure squeezed into the young man who was close to the car door.
He lowered his eyes, sniffed the neck of the young man who was wrapped in his shirt, and whispered: "Now, that man's smell is gone."
The smell of that man
Wen Yu reacted for a while, and thought: Could it be that Ying Chen was jealous because he saw him coming out of the ktv with Xu Cheng on his back
Wen Yu lowered his eyes and began to worry about another matter, saying, "Don't think too much about it. Xu Cheng is just my friend, and I have nothing to do with him other than that."
"He's been helping me all these years. Don't touch him."
"Are you so afraid that I will touch your friend?"
Ying Chen's lips were almost close to the boy's cheek, and he snorted slightly: "It's just a human being."
In the seemingly contemptuous tone, deep jealousy was hidden.
Wen Yu didn't dare to continue to explain, he noticed that Ying Chen's leg moved and stuck between his legs. The cool texture of the fabric is clearly perceptible to unmasked skin.
His nerves were tense, and every pore in his body was vigilant for the man's next move.
He was afraid of making this monster go crazy again and what it would do to him now.
What's more, he was afraid that he would take revenge on Xu Cheng.
The nameless fire just now had no warmth on his body, and Wen Yu couldn't imagine what if it burned on Xu Cheng's body.
Fortunately, Ying Chen's actions did not continue. Sniffing low on the young man's neck like forbearance, the warm breath spread out on the neck, and a whisper came out of the breath: "I will also give you a little bit of my smell, okay?"
It was a question, but without the boy nodding at all, his slender fingers pulled the boy's tightly wrapped shirt, revealing a little shoulder.
Wen Yu pulled his queen closer: "Don't."
Ying Chen's lips were already on the young man's shoulder, and he said hoarsely with longing, "Just one touch, it won't hurt very much."
Open your mouth slightly, and bite on it lightly.
"Well!"
There was a stabbing pain in his shoulder, and Wen Yu frowned and let out a soft hum.
Ying Chen immediately loosened his teeth.
Inside the dark car, there was a light teeth mark on the boy's white shoulders, and the surroundings were glowing with moist light.
Ying Chen put his hand on the tooth mark lightly: "This time, it's mine."
Wen Yu pulled his shirt to cover his shoulders, and asked angrily, "Is it all right?"
Vaguely, is this thing over
"Angry?"
Ying Chen chuckled, stretched out his arm to the boy's lips: "You can bite it back."
Wen Yu turned his head away and looked out the car window.
He didn't visit Ying Chen all the way, and as expected, Ying Chen didn't do anything, just sat quietly beside him.
The tense and suffocating feeling in the car dissipated with a bite mark.
The car drove all the way to the door of the villa, Lin An opened the car door for Wen Yu and disappeared without a trace.
Wen Yu knew that Ying Chen burned his clothes and bit him again, and today's affairs were over.
He was no longer afraid, avoided Ying Chen's hand to hold him, and jumped out of the car by himself.
With a thin body wrapped in a loose shirt, he walked into the house without any scruples.
Back in his room, Wen Yu was worried about whether Xu Cheng would get home safely, so he turned on his phone to contact him.
But I was surprised to find that there were countless unread messages in the phone, crowding the screen.
All were sent by Ying Chen.
I started sending him after eight o'clock:
[where?]
[When will you go home?]
[Where did you go?]
[I'm looking for you.]
The last one is past eleven o'clock: [Little devil, where are you?]
Behind every simple text, there seems to be extreme worry and anxiety suppressed.
It's easy to imagine what kind of mood Ying Chen was in when he spent more than four hours looking for him.
Ying Chen seemed to be more afraid than him that he would never come home again.