Yan Gou

Jiang Bailu woke up from the smoke.

Through the gaps in the heavy dark curtains, a faint light from the sky seeped in.He turned over with the quilt in his arms, lifted his eyelids to look for the smell of cigarettes, and looked lazily for Cengo.Cengo sat on the bedside, flipping through the documents and materials received on his mobile phone, half a cigarette between his fingertips, and the screen light of the mobile phone shone on his face, rendering his facial features a trace of inhuman coldness for no reason .

On the same bed, the two are separated by hundreds of thousands of miles.

For Jiang Bailu, things like acting according to his face have always been determined by his mood.For example, at this moment, he didn't think about the other person's face at all, he just got out of the quilt and crawled to Cengo's side.Curl up your bare legs, and lie down on the quilt with your opponent's thighs as your pillow.

Ceng Ge exited the document and lowered his eyes, and what he saw was Jiang Bailu's hair, which was soft and limp under the pressure of the pillow, and when he pulled away the soft and thick short black hair, he could still see the round white hair.For some reason, he felt absurdly cute.

The opponent's fingertips were pressed against the back of his head, and the cigarette caught in his fingertips was vacated above the back of his neck, and the strong smell of smoke bypassed his jaw and entered his nose.Jiang Bailu clicked his tongue secretly, stretched out his hand and pushed Cengo's thumb away.

Cengo came back to his senses, and while moving his arms away, he arched his legs under the quilt, showing displeasure, "Get up, find another place to sleep."

Following the arc of his thighs, Jiang Bailu rolled to his lower abdomen, put his arms around his waist, and raised his face to stare at the tip of Cengo's chin with light blue stubble.

Noticing his fiery gaze, Cengo frowned, wanting to look down.Jiang Bailu stretched out a finger at the right time, and gently touched his chin, "Don't lower your head, you will have a double chin."

Cen Ge reached out and grabbed his wrist, and warned in a deep voice, "Jiang Bailu, don't push yourself too far."

What answered him was the soft touch on the tip of his chin.

Cengo froze for a moment, his Adam's apple rolled gently from top to bottom.A moment later, with a livid face, he pulled the man off of himself, and with dark eyes, he paused word by word: "Jiang Bailu, you didn't brush your teeth."

Jiang Bailu looked at him contentedly, and opened his lips slightly, as if to defend himself.

Cengo became even more angry, "What the hell do you want to explain? I've been sitting on the bed, I don't know if you've been down or not?"

The tip of Jiang Bailu's nose shrugged, his brows were slightly frowned, and the arc of his lips parted a little——sneezed muffledly into Cengo's face.

Cengo: "..."

He picked up the remote control of the air conditioner and the quilt, and threw them into Jiang Bailu's arms.Jiang Bailu knelt on the bed with the quilt rolled up, turned on the air conditioner in the room, and suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Did you leave the door open on purpose last night?"

Cen Ge raised his eyebrows and asked, "Which door are you referring to?"

Jiang Bailu put his hands on the bed, leaned over, and answered clearly, "I mean all the doors."

Cengo snorted, as a tacit consent.

"Cengo." He rolled up the corners of his lips, his voice sounded full of intentional meaning, but innocent in every way, "Didn't you say that you are a straight man?"

Cengo's face was slightly condensed, and he suddenly cast a pair of bottomless amber pupils, Jiang Bailu did not avoid his gaze.After a while, the man sneered, "Jiang Bailu, shut up, I won't let you be dumb."

He hooked his lips and smiled loosely, but the smile didn't enter his pupils.Even he himself couldn't answer the question Jiang Bailu asked.If his existing memory is not wrong, he has lived for 26 years, and he has never had the experience of sleeping with the same sex.

If there is no error in his existing memory - Cengo is sure that there is no error in his existing memory.

He pinched the cigarette butt, pinched Jiang Bailu's chin, and asked casually, "Jiang Bailu, why do you want to sleep with me?"

Jiang Bailu blinked, "I only sleep with people I like."

"Are you trying to say that you like me?" Cengo sneered, "We only knew each other for less than two days when you showed your intentions for the first time."

Jiang Bailu laughed, his eyes curved, as if he was full of thoughts written on his face unreservedly, "Sir." He replied in authentic American English, with a soft and tender voice, "Don't you know , in China, there is an idiom called 'love at first sight'?"

Like a child with pure eyes, he spoke clearly: "You are the best-looking man I have ever met."

For a moment, Cengo was almost deceived by him.The man looked at him indifferently, and after a while, he said in a deep voice, "Give me your mobile phone."

Jiang Bailu was stunned for a second, then turned around and took out the phone from the bed, and subconsciously passed it on, but felt a little uneasy for no reason.Finally, the moment the other party turned on the phone screen, he recalled a bad thing, and quickly reached out to snatch the phone from the other party's hands.

He turned his back, changed the single photo on the lock screen, deleted the photo album software on the desktop, returned the phone to Cengo, and said without blinking, "I guess you don't know my unlock password."

Cengo snorted, and satirized him with great interest: "What kind of phone is this, and the unlock password is to change the lock screen wallpaper? What do you have that I can't let me see?"

"It's not something you can't see." Jiang Bailu said slowly, "It's just a photo of my ex-boyfriend. If you are really interested in my ex-boyfriend, it's not that I can't show you."

"One moment I was talking about love at first sight, but the next moment I found out that the lock screen wallpaper of my phone is my ex-boyfriend." Cengo mocked, "Jiang Bailu, should I say you are passionate or big-hearted?"

Jiang Bailu hesitated to speak.

The crisp keyboard sounds rose and fell, and 2 minutes later, the phone was handed to him by the other party.Jiang Bailu raised his eyelids, the screen was still shining brightly, a new number appeared on the contacts, and the place to fill in the name was still empty.

Cengo bent down, his lips brushed against his earlobe vaguely, his eyes were heavy, "Return the coat to me next week."