Yan Gou

When most people fall in love for the first time, they need a longer or shorter break-in period.Jiang Bailu and Ceng Ge fell in love, but it was easy and natural, and there was a tendency to skip the full-fledged love period and go straight to the old couple mode and never return.

Given the family background, appearance and figure, if Cengo wanted it, there would definitely be no shortage of bed partners.But when it comes to love, except in middle school, he has never had a serious relationship with others.Therefore, he couldn't detect from the beginning to the end that there was something wrong with the way he and Jiang Bailu got along.

There were no extra text messages and calls during the day, and they made an appointment for dinner on the night before the weekend. Cengo drove to the subway entrance near the company to wait for him. Jiang Bailu opened the co-pilot's door and bent down to sit in. Cengo turned his head and glanced at him: " What do you want to eat?"

"It's all right." Jiang Bailu replied absently, reaching out to look through the discs in the drawer, but he didn't see the pop albums he bought last time, and raised his head suspiciously, "I gave it to you last time." What about those albums?"

Cengo was stunned for a second, remembering the matter of throwing those discs into the glove box in a fit of anger a few weeks ago, showing a speechless expression, and said vaguely: "Put it away."

Jiang Bailu asked, "Where did you keep it?"

Cengo frowned, "In the glove box in the garage."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He closed the drawer, flattened the corners of his lips and remained silent, lowering his eyes and seriously fiddled with the phone in his hand.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Cengo clicked his tongue, knocked on the steering wheel and raised his eyebrows, "Who told you to go to a couple's restaurant for dinner with another man."

The more the man thought about it, the more he felt uncomfortable, "Forget about eating, and I have to take my dog ​​with me."

Jiang Bailu suddenly raised his head to look at him.

Cengo curled his lips and sneered, "What? Is there anything I said wrong?"

Jiang Bailu nodded, with a perfunctory tone: "Yes, what you said is correct." He pointed to the food page on his phone and raised the corners of his lips, his pupils were black and bright, "Let's go eat hot pot."

Cengo: "..."

He refused without thinking.Probably because his biological mother is an American, he has always been more inclined to the taste of Westerners in his dining choices, so naturally he seldom sets foot in domestic hot pot restaurants.

"Let's eat western food." Cengo turned away from the conversation, and asked lazily, "Which western restaurant do you like?"

Jiang Bailu was confident, "I don't like any of them."

If he hadn't caught Cengo by now, he would probably agree to eat western food without thinking about it, even if he ate for a whole week, he wouldn't mind at all.But now he and Ceng Ge are in an equal relationship. Although Jiang Bailu likes each other, he won't feel wronged by such a trivial matter.

In the same way, it can be proved that the uncompromising details do not mean that his liking is not enough to convince others.

Jiang Bailu tilted his head to look at Cengo's handsome and sharp side face, his brows and eyes were stained with a small smile, his eyes were just like when they first met, full of enthusiasm and affection, calm, but as long as the wind passes through , it will be slightly rippling and surging.

Cengo turned his face, and met the lingering look that he had no time to withdraw.He pondered for a moment with no expression on his face, and said in a mysterious way: "Then eat hot pot."

After dinner, he drove back to Yujing Garden. The black off-road vehicle was turned off in the dark and silent parking lot. Cengo took out the car key and turned his head to remind Jiang Bailu to get off the car.But he noticed that the other party was leaning on the back of the chair, gently closing his eyes, breathing shallow and slow.

Cengo leaned over, trying to pinch the tip of his nose to wake him up, but paused slightly when his fingertips touched the tip of the other's nose, then turned back and helped him untie the safety belt tied on his body.Looking up, he felt a soft and warm touch on his chin.

Cengo looked down, and happened to meet Shangjiang Bailu's sober eyes.He raised his eyebrows, "Are you pretending to be asleep?"

Jiang Bailu didn't answer him. Instead, he reached out to turn off the lights in the car, put his arms around Cengo's waist, raised his neck in the dark, and groped for the Adam's apple on his neck with his lips.Sticking to Cengo's Adam's apple, he kissed all the way up, and finally found Cengo's lips accurately.

He gently rubbed his lips against Cengo's lips, and when he opened his mouth, a thin air flow penetrated into the other's lip slit along his own.Jiang Bailu lowered his voice and asked softly, "Do you want to do it?"

Ceng Ge paused for a second, but still lifted him away by the collar of his back, his face was unmoved, and he even said with a half-smile: "Do you know what you look like now?"

"Like what?" Jiang Bailu said with a smile.

"Like a walking human-shaped hot pot." The man patted his face, his disgust was palpable, "Hurry up and take a shower and brush your teeth."

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He pursed his lips in disbelief, and asked again: "You really don't want to do it?"

Cengo, who had already stepped out of the car with one leg, didn't look back, "I don't do it with people who smell like hot pot."

"Okay." He opened the door and got out of the car somewhat disappointedly, and muttered softly to the man, "You can bear it."

After the two went upstairs, they went to the bathroom to take a shower separately.Jiang Bailu lay in the bathtub for a while, feeling a little drowsy from the steam in the bathroom, and immediately rested from the thoughts that had arisen suddenly in the car.He only thought about going to bed quickly after taking a shower, hurriedly got up from the bathtub, pulled off the towel to dry his body, then changed into pajamas and went to the bed.

The last second I took off my shoes and went to bed, and I didn't even have time to lift the quilt. The two long white legs were still hanging outside the bed. The next second, someone grabbed my ankle and dragged me off the bed. Out of the corner of my eye, It seemed that he could still glimpse the turbulent undercurrent in Cengo's eyes.

He turned around with doubts on his face, and when he wanted to further confirm the distinction, he found that the other party looked over calmly, as if the previous memories were all fabricated by him.But what Cengo said next proved beyond doubt that he was overthinking.

The man let go of the palm on his ankle, straightened up and urged him: "Come down and brush your teeth."

Jiang Bailu let out an oh, and leaned against the bedside to look for the slippers. He didn't notice at all. The man's face was calm, and the hand hanging by his side, the index finger and the thumb's pads were lightly pressed together, caressing the sandals calmly. for a moment.

He stepped on the slippers, stepped into the bathroom with his front feet, picked up a toothbrush and squeezed the toothpaste into his mouth, and saw in the mirror that the tall man followed him in with a calm expression, stopping at It moved beside him, taking up half of the space in front of the sink without any explanation.

Jiang Bailu held the toothbrush and moved it, and his elbow, which had nowhere to rest, bumped straight into the opponent's arm.He turned his face to look at the other party, intending to signal Cengo to take a step aside with his eyes.

The latter turned a deaf ear to it, and even raised his chin without saying a word, his eyes drifted slowly past the other toothbrush in the mouthwash cup on the left side of the shelf on the wall, and finally fell on Jiang Bailu's face in the mirror .

Jiang Bailu's mouth was full of milky white foam, and he looked at the mirror with a speechless expression. He reached out to pick out the toothbrush and squeezed toothpaste on it, and passed it to the side without looking back.The two of them brushed their teeth in front of the mirror without saying a word, and the only sound in the air was the soft rubbing sound of the soft bristles on the toothbrush passing between the teeth.

Three minutes later, Jiang Bailu took down the mouthwash cup on the right and filled it with water, raised his head to take a mouthful, and spit it out in the pool with the toothpaste foam in his mouth.At the same time, the hand holding the cup lightened suddenly, and Cengo took the cup in his hand.

He raised his head, but he couldn't see the expression on the other person's face clearly. He only had time to see that the other person took a sip of water from the mouthwash cup he had used, and then bent down to spit it out.

Jiang Bailu stood there dumbfounded, and when Cengo straightened his body after washing his lips, he pointed to the cup still standing in Cengo's palm with a face full of surprise and said, "This is my cup." Finally, He raised his finger and pointed to the remaining cup on the shelf, "This is yours."

Cengo glanced at him thoughtfully, "What? I can't use yours?"

Jiang Bailu retracted his fingers and said slowly: "Not really, it's just—"

"You've even slept in my bed, so I can't use your cup?" Cengo didn't care, and urged him, "What are you dawdling about? Why don't you just wipe your mouth clean."

Jiang Bailu didn't move, but narrowed his eyes in puzzlement.I just feel that Cengo is inexplicably abnormal at the moment, but he can't tell why it is like this.

Seeing him staring blankly as if no one else was around, Cengo frowned as if his patience was exhausted. He didn't even bother to open his mouth. He threw the cup by the sink and raised his left hand to cover Jiang Bailu's lips.

The slightly rough thumb wiped heavily from the corner of his lips all the way, pulling his thoughts back to the real world.Jiang Bailu's eyes turned to the mirror beside him, just in time to see Cengo wipe off the milky white toothpaste around his lips, then leaned over to turn on the faucet, and rinsed off the toothpaste on his fingers.

Jiang Bailu was stunned for a second, and for no reason, he smelled a trace of impatience from the other party's washing his hands.He stretched out his hand to grab Cengo's forearm, opened his lips and barely uttered a syllable: "You—"

Cengo suddenly turned off the faucet above the washbasin, with transparent drops of water still remaining on his hands, and before he even had a chance to give Jiang Bailu a complete sentence, he took advantage of the situation and grabbed the other's hand on his forearm, Jiang Bailu pulled it over and pressed it against the wall next to the mirror, lowered his head and kissed it heavily——

Sure enough, I kissed the faint scent of mint remaining between the lips and teeth of the other party.

Cengo pursed his lips in satisfaction, pressed Jiang Bailu against the wall with his legs and did not move, his palm slipped into the edge of the pajamas around his waist, skillfully lifted his pajamas to the top of his chest, and leaned over to bury Jiang Bailu in his white skin. Suck and bite on the neck.

In the end, under Jiang Bailu's utterly bewildered expression, he lowered his voice and said word by word: "I really, almost couldn't help it."