Swimming pool

Occasionally go home. "

Li Boqiao took the key card: "Let's go."

"Where are Shi Quan and the others?" Cheng Lang looked at the empty sofa not far away.

"Zhao Yu opened a room for them."

"I'll give you the rent." Cheng Lang panicked.

Li Boqiao didn't speak, and led Cheng Lang into the elevator.

On the fifth floor, the two walked back and forth on the soft carpet, and there was no one else in the corridor except them.The dim ceiling lights make the environment extraordinarily quiet and warm.Cheng Lang kept staring at the silent figure in front of him, thinking wildly, and accidentally stopped Li Boqiao's footsteps, and he bumped into him all at once.Li Boqiao supported Cheng Lang and glanced at him.

"Here we are," Li Boqiao stuck the card on the door, the blue light flickered, and after a "ding", he pressed lightly with his hand, and the door opened.

Cheng Lang looked up and glanced at the house number: 5019

Li Boqiao inserted the room card, went in and closed the double curtains, and walked to the door, "There is mineral water here, if you want to drink hot, there is a pot over there to boil it."

Cheng Lang stared at him without speaking.

"The slippers are under the table," Li Boqiao's voice became softer and quieter in the room.

"Oh!" Li Boqiao walked into the room again, "Turn up the air conditioner, it will be in the middle of the night..."

"Do you want to go?" Cheng Lang approached Li Po Bridge.

Li Boqiao raised his head to meet Shang Chenglang's eyes, and said in silence for a while, "I can do it."

"Then don't go." Behind the frame were Cheng Lang's bright and expectant eyes.

Li Poqiao:  …

"I'm going to take a shower," Cheng Lang said before entering the bathroom.

Li Boqiao turned around to look at it, and took a long breath.

Cheng Lang took the bath very slowly this time, and his consciousness was so confused that he couldn't figure it out at all.Not sure what to do next.

kiss,**?Still sleeping?Or a long chat?

Everyone wants to come, it belongs to his seventh uncle and grandpa.

Damn, I don't have a change of clothes, so I can only deal with it.Cheng Lang has a problem. The underwear that has been taken off will never be on the upper body again.It was too late to go out and buy it at this time, so he thought about it and decided to wear it backwards.

But just go out like this?Definitely not, there is a suspicion of seduction, and I am also a little embarrassed.

Cheng Lang wiped his glasses indiscriminately, and began to put clothes on his body half wet.Long johns, jeans, shirts, sweaters, and down jackets are fine.

When I walked out again, the light in the room was dim, the headlights were turned off, and only the bedside wall lamp remained.Li Boqiao was leaning on the bed and watching TV. When he saw Cheng Lang coming in, he glanced at him, and then turned his eyes to the TV again.

"Aren't you going to take a shower?"

"I washed it."

Cheng Lang let out an "oh" and sat on the bed.Slippers are already placed by the bed.Cheng Lang folded the socks and put them on the chair next to him.

"You cover the quilt, it's cold." Li Boqiao stared at the TV.

"Well," Cheng Lang somehow wanted to hear what he had to say.

"Take off your clothes too," Li Boqiao said in a low voice, which seemed particularly magnetic in the quiet room in the early morning.

Cheng wasted no effort to take off his jeans. When he took off his sweater, his shirt was pulled up, revealing a white waist.Li Boqiao suddenly remembered that clean and small belly button.

Cheng Lang sat on the bed with his shirt sleeves rolled up, and his legs were covered with a snow-white and fluffy quilt.

The bright yellow light evenly shone on him, drawing a delicate silhouette on the wall.

Li Boqiao kept staring at the TV with focused eyes, and his Adam's apple slipped quietly.He picked up the remote control and turned the volume of the TV to the lowest level, and the room was so quiet that the breathing of the two could be heard.

Cheng Lang was sitting, a little dizzy, but he was reluctant to sleep.He had nothing to say: "Did Ma Ning send you a photo?"

"Sent." Li Boqiao said.

Cheng Lang thought, is this gone?There are no comments, have you read it?I have carefully "viewed" the photos in all directions without blind spots.The thighs, lips, and eyes are all magnified and observed, just like the criminal police checking the surveillance, and absolutely no trace of passion will be missed.

Cheng Lang stared at the TV silently, with a depressed expression, Li Boqiao finally took a look at him.

"Do you wear glasses when you sleep?"

"Wear it all the time, take it off before going to bed."

The room fell into silence again, as if there was no common topic between the two of them.

"Go to sleep," Li Boqiao suddenly turned off the TV, and stretched out his hand to pull the quilt over himself.

"Damn it!!" Cheng Lang was speechless. He was completely restrained throughout the night. This feeling was really indescribable.

"Where's your face? Don't go to sleep!" Cheng Lang thought angrily, "What am I thinking about? I, the peacock spreads its tail, pretending to be affectionate, and really thinks that I am the reincarnation of Lord Longyang. They don't mean that at all!"

Cheng Lang lay down, with his back to Li Boqiao, and fell asleep after a while. He was really tired, both physically and psychologically.

When I woke up in the morning, the room was dimly lit.Cheng Lang was confused, the first thing he did was to find Li Boqiao, but the opposite bed was empty.

Cheng Lang lost his strength and fell on the bed, very sleepy and lost.He pulled back the quilt, and he had a morning erection. Such a healthy and strong body does not constitute any attraction to a senior comrade. It is so embarrassing to say it, ahhh!

Li Boqiao waited for Cheng Lang to fall asleep that night, and sat on the sofa opposite him. His eyes fell on Cheng Lang's reddish face, and he followed Cheng Lang's neck, trying to explore deeper into the collar. With the outer arm, he saw Cheng Lang's slender fingers curling slightly relaxedly.I want to hold it up and gently send it to my lips.

The quilt wrapped Cheng Lang's body, but it couldn't cover up the undulating and slender curves.

It is so quiet and alluring that you can swell for him without imagination, even if you have just released it once at night.I want to tear off the quilt, strip off his clothes, want to pounce on him, wrap him wantonly under my body, want to caress, kiss, suck, enter, want to see him trembling shyly, listen to him panting coquettishly, I want to hug him and move together, and turn into flying ash together...

Li Boqiao stared at Cheng Lang with bated breath, sure that he couldn't bear it anymore, stood up gently, turned off the wall lamp, and left the room.

He wanted to be with him all the time, but he was afraid.The little beast of desire rushed and clashed in his body, almost unable to hold back.

As soon as he stepped out of the hotel gate, the cold wind blew on his face, and Li Boqiao instantly woke up.These days, he has thought about a question more than once: what kind of thoughts Cheng Lang has for himself.

like?curious?Or freshness?Or even just for the thrill.He is obviously looking forward to it, but he is not in a hurry. Is it because he doesn't like it enough, or is he sure of winning?

There is another question, he asked himself many times: Will Cheng Lang break up with Shen Xianghui?He thought about this question many times, but there was no clear answer.

Cheng Lang obviously doesn't love Shen Xianghui very much, otherwise he wouldn't be with him... But Li Boqiao felt that he was very dependent on Shen Xianghui for no reason.Habits are not so easy to change, just like him and Xiao Wu back then.

After breaking up for many years, Li Boqiao has never forgotten Xiao Wu. When he dreams back at midnight, when he is most vulnerable and lonely, he will always think of the person who was closest to him.

It was only recently that he suddenly realized that he had rarely thought about it, and the gentle and pleasant eyebrows in his mind were gradually replaced by another pair of clear and quiet eyes.

They have similarities, they are both white, thin, careful and considerate, but they are so different, one is always gentle and weak and needs protection, and the other... It seems that at any time, they have their own claim.

Xiao Wu is as soft as water; Cheng Lang is as hard as iron.

It doesn't seem to be all, Xiao Wu has his own ideas; Cheng Lang is actually soft on the inside.

Perhaps, Cheng Lang's character and Shen Xianghui are the best match, and Shen Xianghui can always neutralize his staunchness just right.Although he always quarreled with Shen Xianghui, the two could communicate, and with Cheng Lang's look, Shen Xianghui knew what he wanted.

Can you do it yourself?

Life has never been so simple, at least in Li Boqiao's view, habit is much more important than deep love.

Love, how vain. I have never loved before, and I have guarded it for five years. If my lover says betrayal, he betrays... Li Poqiao thinks he has given everything he can.

Like smoke, the past is like sand in the hands, unable to keep, unable to pick up, unable to forget.

It's been two years, and it's the first time that there is such a person who makes me want to step into the turbulent world of mortals again, but it's a pity that there is already a flower protector by his side.Maybe if I take a step forward, it will cause the pain of the three people; or others will laugh it off, and I will fall completely.

Either way, it was not the result Li Poqiao wanted.

Cheng Lang, I wish you happiness!

I'll give you anything you want, except I like you.

It really fell too hastily, it's not going well, it's already worrying about it, and it's out of its mind.Li Boqiao lay back on the single bed in his office suite, smiling wryly at the darkness.

The next afternoon, Zhao Yu sent a congratulatory message.

"Dude, did you have a bridal chamber last night?"

"No"

"What?"

"I am leaving."

......

"Li Boqiao, what are you thinking? You..."

Li Boqiao hung up the phone, sat on the desk, looked out the window at the branches without leaves, fluttering in the wind, lowered his head and turned the coffee cup on the table.

The new wind is bitter, and it is another year before you know it.

Do you miss me

After leaving the hotel, Cheng Lang and Li Boqiao never met again.The two miss each other in their hearts, but one is self-respecting and the other is cautious, and they just don't pierce the window paper.Cheng Lang sent the rent money to Li Boqiao in a red envelope, but it was returned by the system.

Cheng Lang thought about it later, in his limited experience of opening a room, this was the only time he entered the room, went to bed, did nothing, and returned the room after sleeping.

Cheng Lang is not without regrets, but he can only accept a cruel reality: Li Boqiao has "no sexual interest" in him.that passion