Atypical Cafe Love

They went home together as usual and waited for the elevator together.While standing at the door of the elevator on the basement floor, Chen Songmao suddenly remembered something.He rummaged through the bag, opened a small zipper on the side, took out a key and handed it to Ning Siqin: "I almost forgot, this is for you."

"What?" Ning Siqin took it curiously.

"My house key." Chen Songmao said, "In this way, if you have something to do while I'm away, you can come here by yourself."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll abscond with money?" Ning Siqin asked jokingly, took the key, and put it into his key ring, "Or do you have a hobby of distributing house keys to close friends? This is a bit too dangerous."

"This key belonged to Zhao Su in the past." Chen Songmao said, "I got it back from him today, and only you and my parents have the key here. My parents are working in other places now, and it is estimated that they will return home this year." not coming."

"You took back Zhao Su's key for me?" Ning Siqin was very surprised, and looked up at him, "Isn't he sad?"

"I explained to him in advance that he didn't complain about anything today, and I think he can understand." Chen Songmao said, "Before I gave him the key to the house, one was because we had known each other for many years and there was no need to guard against him, and the other was because if He entered the house without my knowledge, and I would not feel any dissatisfaction or embarrassment when I bumped into him suddenly, but you and Zhao Su are not familiar, so bumping into each other is probably not very good. If only one of you two can With my house key, you can freely come and go here at any time, I hope, and I think it should be you who have this privilege."

Ning Siqin stopped his movements and stared at him deeply, with complicated emotions in his eyes. Unfortunately, a few seconds later, the elevator dinged, breaking the eye contact between the two.Ning Siqin continued to put the keys on while stepping into the elevator: "It's a pity that my only spare key is still at my cousin's house."

"I didn't mean to ask you for the keys to your house." Chen Songmao said.

"I know." Ning Siqin raised his eyes and smiled at him, "But I suddenly realized that I would also like to give you the key to my house."

The unpleasant episode at the wedding passed quickly. Although Chen Songmao kept this incident in his heart, he would not remind him from time to time; while Ning Siqin returned to his usual state after a few hours, as if nothing had happened happened before.

The next day, Chen Songmao was on duty at the piano shop in the morning, and went to pick up Ning Siqin at noon—the training venue of the Yinhe Chamber Orchestra was next to the music school of the university, not too far from where he worked.Ever since he helped Zheng Zijun tune the piano, Chen Songmao gradually became familiar with the members of Yinhe. When he arrived, Wei Xiaorong, an assistant girl who was still a student, saw him from a distance and greeted him : "Teacher Chen, wait for a while? This song is halfway through." She stuck out her tongue as she spoke, "I hope no one will make any mistakes in the rest, otherwise the leader will have to practice more."

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with the second half of the song. At a quarter past twelve o'clock, there were sounds of group members talking and packing up.Chen Songmao opened the door and walked in. The cello member next to the door saw him first and whistled: "Ning Siqin! Your boyfriend is here to pick you up again!"

"Hurry up, take your boyfriend away, don't play flash bombs here." The first violin chief, Dai Fangquan, a long-haired girl Chen Songmao had met before, also joked.Ning Siqin smiled, and walked towards him carrying the piano: "It's so early today?"

"There are no guests." Chen Songmao said, reaching out to pick up his piano case.Ning Siqin withdrew his hand and didn't let him catch it. Instead, he reached into his pocket with the other hand, took out something and patted it in the palm of his outstretched hand: a key, a four-fold concert tickets.

"I remember that you never arrange work on Friday." Ning Siqin said, "Will you go and listen?"

Chen Songmao smiled and put away his fingers, holding the keys and tickets that were still warm in his palm: "Of course."

Friday night's recital in the Civic Theater's concert hall was a small prelude to the more formal, larger-scale performances of the summer.Different from commercial performances, the pieces this time are all very serious, with high artistry and certain difficulty. The hair is tied up to prevent the loose hair from affecting the performance.

At the end of a performance, there was thunderous applause.Especially for Chen Songmao, his boyfriend is on the stage, the performance effect is increased ten times, and he immediately ran to the backstage after listening to the encore.As soon as he entered the door, Ning Siqin caught a glimpse of him and walked over with a smile: "How is the effect?"

"It's great!" Chen Songmao said, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he couldn't think of more words of praise for a while, "Your performance is too good."

"That's it..." Ning Siqin dragged his voice, a bit like complaining, but there was a sly smile in his eyes, "Just a few casual compliments? There is no real reward?"

Chen Songmao couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward to hug him and kissed him.Ning Siqin didn't seem to have thought that he was so capable of action, so he made a small voice of surprise, but he didn't push back further, but quickly raised his head and opened his lips to respond.

They were standing next to the door, somewhat obscured by the debris in the house, and the members of the orchestra were all young people. After stepping off the stage, they were excited about the successful performance, chatting together, but not many people noticed this corner. .A moment later, when Dai Fangquan, the chief violinist, came over, the two had already separated.Dai Fangquan looked at the two of them, and seemed to have captured some ambiguous atmosphere, but he didn't point it out: "We are going to have a gathering, a celebration banquet, do you want to go together, Mr. Chen? The tour fee will be paid for."

"I chased the members of your group, and embezzled your group's tour fee, it's not good." Chen Songmao laughed.

"Oh, Mr. Chen, you are considered a family member! Let's go together, Mr. Chen, if it weren't for you, our regiment would have almost smashed the signboard at the No. [-] technical school."

Chen Songmao glanced at Ning Siqin, saw that Ning Siqin also nodded, and agreed: "Okay."

... That's why he waited for the elevator with a half-drunk Ning Siqin when it was past his bedtime.

Chen Songmao refused the persuasion early on because he had to drive home.But a group of young people in the galaxy, most of whom are under 30 years old, are younger than himself, and there is no way to stop them from making trouble. After everyone drank some wine, they became even more crazy.Ning Siqin blocked a lot of alcohol for Chen Songmao. Fortunately, he has a good capacity for alcohol and even better wine quality. Even though he is drunk, he can still walk on his own. On Chen Songmao's shoulders, the breath of air was full of alcohol, which burned Chen Songmao's neck and ears red.There were times when Ning Siqin's breathing was so hot that Chen Songmao couldn't help reaching out to touch his forehead to see if he had a fever.Ning Siqin let him touch obediently, raised her head and smiled at him, the tails of her eyes were reddish, drunken, and her eyes flickered.

The tens of seconds of waiting for the elevator suddenly felt like it was dragged down to several 10 minutes.When the elevator finally came, Chen Songmao stepped into the elevator, hesitated a little, and finally did not press the 8th floor, but the 11th floor - although he now has the key to Ning Siqin's house, he really does not know that Ning Siqin What is Siqin's drinking capacity? I don't know whether his current behavior is light or heavy drunk, let alone whether he will have hangover sequelae such as headache the next day.Sending him home alone made Chen Songmao a little worried.

He took out the key to open the door, and helped Ning Siqin to the sofa: "Sit here for a while? I'll go to your house and bring some changes of clothes."

When Ning Siqin was put down by him, his arm slipped from his shoulder all the way, and he grabbed his hand along the way, and now he can't let go of it.Chen Songmao struggled, but he didn't move, so he could only sit beside him and coax him: "I'll just go down, and I'll come up right after I get my clothes. What kind of pajamas do you usually wear?"

"Wear yours." Ning Siqin replied vaguely, smiling at him.

It seems that he still has some sense of sanity - this is to propose a solution so that Chen Songmao does not have to go downstairs.But this answer...Chen Songmao would rather he was completely confused!This answer is connected with his question, it really doesn't sound right no matter how you listen to it.He exhausted the perseverance cultivated in the first 30 years of his life before he had the heart to slowly break his hand from Ning Siqin's: "Then I can take whatever is placed by your bedside. Don't sit here. Move, I'll be right back."

Ning Siqin hummed reluctantly, the ending sound was soft and almost coquettish, almost like a cat.Chen Songmao fled, without even waiting for the elevator, and rushed down the stairs to the third floor.He rummaged through Ning Siqin's closet, took a set of clothes, and ran upstairs two steps at a time.

When he went upstairs, Ning Siqin was indeed sitting obediently on the sofa.Chen Songmao breathed a sigh of relief, put his clothes in the bedroom first, and when he came to help Ning Siqin again, he found that he breathed a sigh of relief - Ning Siqin was indeed sitting still, but his shirt buttons had all been unbuttoned, The body with a thin layer of sweat inside was exposed.Ning Siqin has outstanding skills and maintains a very good figure. The chest and abdominal muscles are clearly outlined by the light in the living room, making them more and more white, almost like ancient Greek marble sculptures.Chen Songmao reluctantly pulled the front of his shirt to cover it for him, but then he thought of helping him take a bath, and he had a headache again.

He carried Ning Siqin to the bathroom, and when he arrived in the bathroom, he put him on the wooden stool inside, hesitating for a while: "Can you undress and take a bath by yourself? I'll wait outside the door."

Ning Siqin raised his head, the corner of his eyes twitched: "Impossible."

Chen Songmao couldn't tell whether this sentence was intentional or not.He sighed: "Really?"

While talking, he stretched out his hand to brush Ning Siqin's hair - his ponytail was already loose, and several strands of hair fell randomly on his shoulders, and one strand even stuck to the side of his face. Chen Songmao wanted to give him a new hair. Tie it up: He doesn't have much experience and knowledge in growing long hair, but he probably knows that sleeping with wet hair may cause headaches.But when he stretched out his hand, just as he touched the strand of hair, Ning Siqin suddenly turned his head, opened his mouth, and actually swallowed his fingers.

Chen Songmao gasped, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw his finger, but Ning Siqin suddenly opened his mouth and directly sucked his finger to the base of his finger.He raised his head and glanced at Chen Songmao gently, as if smiling, while licking his tongue slowly from the root of his finger to the tip of his finger.

Chen Songmao not only became hard instantly, but almost ejaculated instantly.

The author has something to say: Everyone guesses that with Chen Songmao's virtue (fog), will they be able to have sex in the next chapter?