Xue Lan leaned on the tilted clothes behind him. He turned his head and buried his face in the clothes beside him.
"I'm asking you." Duan Wenzheng's fingertips caressed the object in the dark and smiled innocently, "How do I know what you like if you don't tell me?"
"… "
Xue Lan didn't dare to answer.
He was thankful that the wardrobe was not light-transmitting, so Duan Wenzheng could not see his current embarrassed look.
"How is it? Do you like it?" Duan Wenzhen seemed to be carefully studying the making of ceramics, rubbing his fingertips slowly and patiently.
"… "
Xue Lan still had his face buried in the clothes room. Even though it was dark in the closet at the moment, he did not dare to look in the direction of Duan Wenzhen.
Really...
Too much!
"If you don't tell me, how can I know what you like and what you don't like?" Duan Wenzheng sighed and said, "How about we try them all?"
"... ?!" Xue Lan was so scared that she held his wrist tightly: "No, no need..."
"Don't be embarrassed. I'm not familiar with the business either." Duan Wenzheng continued to introduce it without blushing or beating his heart: "Free trial."
"No need!" Xue Lan covered his ears like a man trying to hide his ears while stealing a bell, wanting to slip away from this place as quickly as possible.
Duan Wen Zheng took the opportunity to peel off the team pants that were hindering him. When he turned around in shock and tried to pull his pants back on, Duan Wen Zheng calmly secured the child who had fallen into the trap again.
His hand finally held him tightly without any obstruction.
Xue Lan's cheeks flushed, and the warmth of Duan Wenzheng's fingertips was clearly transmitted to him. He began to move slowly in his fragility. He buried his face in the pile of clothes behind him, and his words of rejection turned into whimpers like a little animal. His fingertips unconsciously grasped the messy clothes beside his ears like climbing driftwood.
His cheeks were burning and he felt dizzy. The rising temperature in the closet made every breath difficult and hard.
Faint light filtered in from the cabinet door that had just been pushed open a crack, and fell on his half-buried, half-covered face.
Xue Lan opened his eyes while he was distracted, and his gaze met Duan Wenzheng's line of sight under the dim light.
Realizing that Duan Wenzheng had seen all of her embarrassing behavior, Xue Lan reached out her hand in shock and haste, trying to close the closet door again.
But his fingertips brushed the door of the closet several times, and he did not touch the door several times while trembling. Instead, he was repeatedly interrupted by Duan Wenzheng's malicious actions.
Duan Wen Zheng looked at those watery eyes that were full of grievances but still wanted to close the door tightly without giving up. In the end, he couldn't bear to tease him anymore, so he followed his movements and held his hand in his palm.
"Don't turn it off." Duan Wenzheng brought his hand to his lips and kissed it lightly: "I want to see it."
I want to see him being crazy about me.
Xue Lan pulled his hand back as if he had been electrocuted, but he was now too far away to reach the closet door, so he covered his face and dared not let him see him again.
Duan Wenzheng is really... so bad!
"You are bullying me again..."
"Bullying?" Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows and actually stopped what he was doing: "Don't you like it?"
"..." His sudden stop made his nerves, which had just reached the peak, become unbearable because they could not be relieved, and he unconsciously put himself back to his fingertips.
This little action seemed to please him. Although his penis was already swollen and painful, he still patiently asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you like it?"
Xue Lan gritted his teeth. In this struggle between heaven and man, he put his arms around his shoulders and carefully nuzzled him with his nose, his voice soft and sweet:
"Kiss me."
Duan Wenzheng's eyes dimmed slightly. He rested his forehead against his forehead and responded softly. His voice was so vague and hoarse that he could hardly recognize it himself: "That is a paid item that is not included in the free service."
"..." Xue Lan was so angry that she gritted her teeth and tried to push him away.
Duan Wenzheng finally realized that he should stop while he was ahead, and immediately smiled and pulled him into his arms again, kissing him lightly, and his palm finally resumed its movement without any hesitation.
The half-open closet room fell into a charming atmosphere again. After an unknown amount of time, amid the mixed breathing and the creaking of wooden boards, peace was finally restored.
In the silence, a burst of rapid phone ringing fell into thin air, and finally turned into a few message alert tones.
Xue Lan quickly rolled out of the closet and tidied up his clothes with a guilty conscience.
Duan Wenzheng wiped his hands, pushed open the cabinet door and walked out slowly. He looked at Xue Lan who hurriedly pulled up his trousers and didn't dare to look at him at all.
"What?" Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows and threw the tissue into the trash can: "You're not going to admit it after you pulled up your pants?"
"No, no." Xue Lan ran to the bed with his head down, and picked up his phone guiltily to check the messages.
The message and call came from Wen Yan.
Captain: I had to catch a plane at the last minute, and I couldn't say goodbye to you in person because I couldn't find you. I'm sorry that I was so irresponsible and left the whole thing to you, but I believe that you can win the championship even without me. I'm sorry that you've taken care of the team during my absence.
Captain: Don't worry, I'll be back soon.
Captain: You...
Captain: Can you wait for me a little longer
Xue Lan heaved a sigh of relief after seeing the message. Although he had already heard from Xie Zhinian, he finally felt relieved when he heard Wen Yan say that he was fine.
How could lgw's feelings be considered a bother for him
Although Wen Yan cannot play the domestic league with them, since Wen Yan said he would come back, he will definitely come back. When he returns to the team, it will definitely be the time for LGW to compete in the international arena again.
Xue Lan replied with full of fighting spirit—
exist: The operation went smoothly, waiting for the captain to return to the team! !
Xue Lan had just sent a reply with excitement in his heart, and when he turned around, he found Duan Wenzheng standing behind him, looking at him with his eyes downcast for an unknown period of time.
Xue Lan put the phone away guiltily.
"Is this the note you left for Wen Yan?" Duan Wenzheng's voice was tinged with joy.
Xue Lan reacted for a moment before realizing that Duan Wenzheng was talking about himself and Wen Yan's note: Captain.
Duan Wenzheng then asked: "Then what are your notes for me?"
Without waiting for Xue Lan to answer, he had already picked up the phone that he had thrown aside and happily found himself... He raised his eyebrows again: "Why don't I even have a note?"
"… "
Xue Lan wanted to say something else, but Duan Wenzheng was already typing a few words on his phone.
I just threw the phone back to him.
Xue Lan quickly opened his phone to check, and saw three words written on Duan Wenzheng's profile page:
"Boyfriend." Duan Wenzheng hugged him from behind affectionately: "How was the trial just now?"
"..." Xue Lan's cheeks, which had finally recovered, started to burn again.
"Have you learned it?" Duan Wenzheng smiled and whispered in his ear again: "Can you help me too?"
“… ?!”
As if to confirm his words, something pressed against his back as he hugged her. This feeling made Xue Lan's cheeks turn red instantly.
Those messy images in the closet appeared before his eyes again.
"kindness?"
Duan Wen Zheng covered the back of his hand and carefully guided his hand towards his direction.
At this moment, there was another rapid knock on the door.
"Lanlan?" Zhou Kanqing said cautiously, "Are you asleep? Brother Nian asked me to come..."
Duan Wenzheng walked to the door with a dark face and opened it: "Go to sleep. If I see you knocking on the door with some lame excuse again..."
Zhou Kanqing stood outside the door in horror, staring blankly at Duan Wenzhen, whose face was dark.
Xue Lan's phone, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly rang again.
Duan Wenzheng stared at the flashing phone screen in Xue Lan's hand with a cold gaze.
But this time, the call was not from Wen Yan.
Xue Lan glanced at the caller ID and immediately picked up the phone.
"Nian, Nian brother!"
"Why did you take so long to answer the phone?" Xie Zhinian's voice was filled with excitement: "I have good news for you!! The publisher of the game "Dawn of Doom" has finally agreed! I have already signed you two as the spokespersons!!"
"But—" Xie Zhinian changed the subject: "Although the Thunder team lost the game, I still think they are an extremely unstable factor. So, since there is nothing to do tomorrow, I have already discussed it with them. You guys will go take the endorsement promotional photos tomorrow! I'll have Scalpel deliver the specific details to you and Reset."
"… "
"You and Reset must read this carefully. Don't make any mistakes tomorrow. Got it?!"
After Xue Lan's repeated assurances, Xie Zhinian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He yawned, told him to go to bed early, and hung up the phone.
Zhou Kanqing, who had just been threatened outside the door, also had an unpredictable look on his face.
Duan Wenzheng, however, acted as if nothing had happened. He took the two documents from his hands naturally and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, he closed the door again neatly.
"… "
Xue Lan saw that he was about to throw the two documents aside, so he ran over and took the things carefully.
"I... I want to take a good look first, so nothing goes wrong tomorrow." He looked up at Duan Wenzheng with a guilty conscience: "It's getting late..."
Duan Wenzheng raised his eyebrows: "So?"
"… "
Xue Lan didn't say anything, but just looked up at him with a flattering yet embarrassed look.
Duan Wenzheng sighed.
He gritted his teeth and rubbed the child in front of him into his arms, kissing him wantonly on the lips for a long while, and only let him go when the two of them were breathing unsteadily:
"Have you learned what I just taught you?"
"..." Feeling guilty, Xue Lan had no choice but to nod.
"Do you know how to comfort your boyfriend when he's angry?"
"..." Xue Lan was embarrassed and nodded again.
"Then..." Duan Wenzheng asked with a smile, "What's the reward for winning the game?"
Xue Lan raised his head in horror.
Duan Wenzheng ruffled his hair as a matter of course and said with a satisfied smile:
"Remember to compensate me."
Xue Lan blushed, and nodded obediently, feeling aggrieved.
"Okay, then you take a look first, Captain." Duan Wenzhen's mood turned from gloomy to sunny, but he walked into Xue Lan's bathroom openly under his gaze.
"?!" Xue Lan, who was forced to agree to multiple "unequal treaties", hurriedly grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Duan Wenzheng stopped and looked from his hand on the corner of his clothes to his eyes:
"If I don't do anything, then it's ok for me to just hug my boyfriend and sleep under the covers, right?"