Drunk Cen Jin was disheveled, holding the hem of his shirt with one hand and patting his stomach with the other. He was addicted to the show. He really regarded himself as a pregnant husband who had been let down by a heartless man, and complained pitifully to Ding Baiqing.
He stepped forward while his lips were trembling, but he was overturned by the trousers piled up around his ankles. Fortunately, Ding Baiqing caught him in time and didn't let him fall to the ground, otherwise the ghost would have staged a miscarriage.
Cen Jin grabbed Ding Baiqing's wrist, stared at his face left and right, and asked, "Is that you?"
Ding Baiqing: "Who am I?"
Cen Jin: "My son!"
Ding Baiqing: "..." He has automatically assumed the role of a pregnant man and can take advantage of him, as expected of a yellow hair.
Cen Jin: "What about the golden armor and colorful clouds? What about Mobile Suit Gundam?"
Ding Baiqing: "...?" Is there any necessary connection between the two
Cen Jin asked angrily, "How can you marry me without these things!"
Ding Yiqing was speechless, picked up the sad and angry drunk by the collar and dragged him into the bathroom. The water temperature had already been tested, and his clothes were almost taken off, so he directly sprayed hot water on Cen Jin's head without any pity.
The hot water slid down Cen Jin's hair in strands, converged on his chin, flowed through his collarbone, soaked through the t-shirt, and stuck to his body wetly.
The bubbling water poured down his head. Cen Jin was a little awake, but his reaction was still slow. He leaned against the wall and stared blankly at Ding Baiqing, who was helping him bathe with a shower in his hand. During the struggle just now, he was also poured with water, and he was wet. Almost, but he didn't take off any of his clothes.
Ding Baiqing said, "Take off your shirt yourself." He brought up the shampoo again, "Squeeze a little and wash your hair yourself."
Cen Jin did as he did, smearing the shampoo in the palm of his hand, and Ding Baiqing's patient urging in his ear, but he just didn't rub it on his hair, he suddenly grabbed onto Ding Baiqing's half-wet and half-dry hair, smeared the shampoo on it, raised his eyes and complained: " Why don't you take off your clothes?"
Ding Yiqing's gaze fell on top of Cen Jin's head, and he could see two twirls, listening to the accusation and the sound of the water pattering, finding that these could not be distracting, so he tried to pay attention to the sounds outside the narrow bathroom.
Unexpectedly, it was quieter outside, and the movement here was particularly disturbing.
"You can talk after you wash it."
"Why wait for me to finish washing?"
Ding Baiqing endured it, and told himself that he should be very patient with the drunkard, and don't take the drunkard's provocation seriously, so he said to him, "Because I'm waiting for you to take a bath."
"Really?" Cen Jin was suspicious and muttered: "Why are you soaking wet? Obviously you want to grab the bathroom and the shower head with me!" He sneered and said decisively, "Thinking that I'm drunk, I can fool me with just a few words. I'm smart!"
He grabbed Ding Baiqing's shirt and tore it open, revealing his chest and his abdominal muscles.
Cen Jin straightened his back proudly and wanted to compare his body with him. As soon as his eyes touched his bulging belly, he remembered the character of a pregnant woman. He suddenly felt sad and broke his spine, crying and saying that he was no longer a man with abdominal muscles. .
Ding Baiqing couldn't catch the drunken man with one hand, so he put the shower head on hold, grabbed Cen Jin's shoulder, and finally restrained his movements. The smooth touch of his palm made his heart move.
When he lost his mind, he was pulled down by Cen Jin's arm, and the sight that had been staying on top of Cen Jin's head finally slipped down in this unexpected surprise.
How hard is it to take it back.
Cen Jin lowered his eyes and muttered to himself. The hot water made him a little unable to open his eyes. He felt that the strength of holding his waist changed from light to heavier. Emotions, but the mist is filled with water, and I have to get closer, and then my lips are cold.
The hot water trickled down, the water vapor lingered, and the frosted glass was covered, barely able to see the two figures.
One pair of smaller feet stepped on the instep of the other pair of larger feet, like a slow dance in a circle.
The water splashes, the heat is dense, and the blue veins float on the white arches, like blue and white ink painting on a white jade plate.
…
Of course, it didn't happen to the last step. Before getting drunk, it was still a teammate relationship. After death, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Ding Yiqing wanted to clean up the mess, they spent too long in the bathroom, the water overflowed outside, the bathroom was wet, full of footprints and dirty clothes, but Cen Jin pressed his hand, he did have some Tired, alcohol slowly eroded the sanity, overcome the cleanliness of the attack, and then fell asleep.
The full moon crept down the treetops, the lights died, there seemed to be a sigh in the darkness, and the clock ticked round and round, until it was bright, and the bright sunlight slipped in from the edge of the heavy curtains and passed through. The mirror reflected on the sleeping Cen Jin's face.
Cen Jin opened his heavy eyelids and had a splitting headache. His throat seemed to be blocked by something and he wanted to gag. He retched twice to relieve the discomfort. He looked around the dimly lit room to make sure he was right, and glanced at the bathroom door in front of him. The dry clothes seemed to be mixed with some unfamiliar clothes that did not belong to him.
Then the touch behind him gradually became obvious, and the brain was shocked to realize the fact that his back was leaning against a warm chest, and there was a strong arm loosely hanging around his waist. The cheetah hooped tightly around his waist.
419, ons, one night q... A series of nouns floated through his mind, Cen Jin's pupils trembled, trying to recall everything that happened last night, but his memory was blank.
He stiffened his neck and wanted to turn his head, but suddenly he felt that the man behind him moved, his hot breath hit Cen's neck, causing a small particle, and then he heard a familiar cold voice.
"what time is it?"
Nine o'clock, no, wait—
Cen Jin turned his head sharply, his pupils shrank sharply, and stared at Ding Baiqing in awe: "Why are you?!"
Ding Baiqing glanced at him and looked at the clock on the bedside table to determine that it was time to get up. He sat up, his long hair was falling down, a little messy, but it was better than the fact that his facial features were too good, and he could stretch out a kind of beauty when he woke up.
The sheet slipped off, revealing a white jade-like upper body, like a soft light, smooth lines, clear and beautifully shaped abdominal muscles between the ups and downs, no doubt that once serious, it can burst into a powerful force.
Cen Jin pointed at Ding Baiqing and then at himself, speechless.
Ding Baiqing: "The last step didn't happen."
Cen Jin breathed a sigh of relief.
Ding Baiqing: "Other things have happened."
Cen Jin sucked in a breath of cold air, his pupils were slack, his spirit was traumatized, and he denied it: "I can't have sex after drinking! You lied to me? Did you trick me on purpose? To get revenge on me before!"
Ding Baiqing turned around silently, revealing his back, with red scratches, unable to argue, facts speak louder than words, Cen Jin was sullen and silent.
Ding Baiqing got up to take a shower, changed into new clothes, cleaned up the house and sprayed air freshener, opened the curtains to let the sun shine in, helped Cen Jin prepare clothes, then combed his hair into a fishbone braid on the side, at the wrist Spray some perfume on and rub slowly.
"Are you awake?"
Cen Jin: "No."
He turned his back, the little yellow curly hair was a little dejected, and the four characters 'Thunderclouds' were written on his back.
There was a smile in Ding Baiqing's eyes. He didn't plan to comfort Cen Jin at this time. He knew Cen Jin's character well. If he comforted him, he would definitely fool the incident last night. In the year of the monkey and the month of the horse, it is better to force him now.
After a long while, there was a rustling voice behind him, and out of the corner of Ding Yiqing's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Cen Jin sitting up, the sheet wrapped around his waist, revealing the lean muscles of his upper body, and the small yellow curly hair drooping, looking downcast.
"Figured out?"
"Um."
"What's the plan?"
"… I'm in charge?"
"it is good."
Eh? Is it so sloppy? Stop thinking about it
Ding Baiqing, who seemed to be able to see what Cen Jin was thinking at a glance, leaned over, his face with no pores approached and enlarged, bringing a rather stimulating sensory feast, bewitching Cen Jin.
"do I look good?"
"It's very nice."
"Does it happen to grow on your aesthetic point?"
"Everywhere is an aesthetic sniping."
"Don't want this face, this body... to be your lover?"
"Why do you have the nerve to monopolize?"
"Do you still want to share?"
"It doesn't mean that either."
"Is that gender wrong? You prefer women?"
"It's too strict to have sex after growing up like this."
Ding Yiqing was thoughtful, but he didn't see that Cen Jin was still a serious face control, and he didn't expect that he was always in Cen Jin's mind. Although he could see Cen Jin staring at him before and looked lost, his attitude was never ambiguous, and he didn't see it. With a little spark, I thought that I could barely touch the passing line of Cen Jin's aesthetics.
"You don't like me like you?"
"How come? I am honored."
Ding Yiqing frowned, wondering if Cen Jin had figured out whether his brain returned to normal and started to function.
"What's the reason for that?"
Ding Baiqing asked very seriously.
Cen Jin was picking his nails, pulling his hair, scratching his cheeks, everyone could tell that he was uncomfortable.
"What you mean is that you like me."
"Otherwise?" Ding Baiqing's brows furrowed even tighter, feeling that Cen Jin changed the subject and reminded him: "You know me, if you don't solve one thing, you can't get through with me, our relationship and feelings must be resolved clearly before we can do it. next thing."
"What's the next thing?"
"… Have a meal."
"Oh."
A little disappointed to hear the tone.
Ding Yiqing resisted the urge to knock on his forehead and urged, "Don't linger."
"Then when did you fall in love with me? Love at first sight or long-term love? Are you attracted by my handsome and heroic appearance or my charisma? I am, let alone, everyone will be convinced by my charisma—"
Seeing that Ding Baiqing's eyes are getting colder and colder, but if you look closely, you can see that the layer of ice is very thin and brittle, and the impatient claws hidden underneath are eager to break through the ice layer. It seems that Ding Baiqing is not as easy as it seems on the surface.
He was also in a hurry, eager to ask Cen Jin's answer, the answer was very important to him, to the point of being restless.
Cen Jin was quiet at once, all the messy emotions dissipated like a smoke, and he was as confident as a victorious general, he knew that he must be a winner.
Cen Jin swayed from side to side like a tumbler, smiling with crooked eyebrows: "Okay."
"what?"
"I'm in charge."
"I know." But that wasn't what he really wanted to hear.
"I like you."
"I—" Ding Yiqing paused, raised his eyelids, and focused on Cen Jin: "I see."
"It may be love at first sight, or it may be love at first sight, it may be both, I don't know, I didn't pay attention to the process of fermenting good feelings into likes, and now I can't tell the source, and I haven't found it... But when you get drunk, it will make people feel Be honest." Cen Jin poked Ding Baiqing's abdominal muscles and asked him, "How about you? When did you like me?"
Ding Baiqing: "It's been a long time."
Cen Jin was curious: "How long? Sure enough, I was convinced by my personality in getting along!"
Ding Yiqing just smiled, neither denying nor affirming, Cen Jin took it by default.
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