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The more Cheng Lang cleaned up these trivial things, the more sad he got.He still couldn't hold back his hand, and he also wanted to give it a go, otherwise he might feel guilty tomorrow and don't want to come here.

He and Zhang Jian had been together for almost two years, but they were basically not living together.He lived in school at that time, and occasionally went to Zhang Jian's house or his own house. After breaking up, he cleared out all the things related to Zhang Jian. He never imagined that there were so many Wu Jiajia left in Li Boqiao's house.

The more he cleaned up, the more aggrieved and depressed he became, and he was not at all happy because someone had less stuff.

After all, Li Boqiao had lived with Wu Jiajia for five years, so how could he not leave any traces of his life.In fact, all the valuables have been taken away. Li Boqiao remembered that Xiao Wu even packed the hair dryer in the end.The reason why these things are still kept at home is because they will no longer irritate Li Poqiao, and he has never paid attention to them at all.

Li Boqiao felt uncomfortable seeing those old things, not because Cheng Lang ruthlessly swept them out, but because of his past life.Except for the first two years, he didn't get much emotional satisfaction from Xiao Wu.The ambitions and interests of the two are completely different from each other.

Li Boqiao pointed to a bedroom near the door and said, "Don't look at that room, it's my brother's."

On this day, Cheng Lang had been busy until midnight before he cleaned up all the things that seemed to be an eyesore to him.He knew there were more, but he didn't have the energy to look for them. There were already three or four large garbage bags on the ground.There are still many new and unopened items inside, which are household items that Wu Jiajia bought before.

Cheng Lang looked at the hills on the ground, and without washing his hands, he fell directly on the sofa.

Li Boqiao didn't speak, and the two raised their heads together, separated by one person.Cheng Lang closed his eyes and thought, his behavior must be childish and ridiculous in Li Boqiao's eyes.

After 10 minutes, Li Boqiao held Cheng Lang's hand and tilted his head and asked, "It's all cleaned up."

Cheng Lang didn't speak, Li Boqiao got up, took all his things out and threw them away.When he opened the door, Cheng Lang was washing his hands, his face was as cold as ice.

Li Boqiao walked over and put his arms around Cheng Lang's waist, and leaned his head to kiss him: "Honey, this will be your home from now on."

Cheng Lang shook his head, looked up and down the room, with a sullen expression on his face: "Look at the wall, then look at the wallpaper in the bedroom, the chandelier, and the bed, he chose them... look I'm not happy with it! Don't think I want to live here!"

Li Boqiao was depressed: "Do you want to redecorate?"

Cheng Lang walked out of the bathroom indifferently: "Forget it, even people are old, so why not go back to the stove?"

He said this sharply, mainly because he was sad and unhappy.He lives here now only because of Li Po Bridge, otherwise he would rather rent a house than come here.

Cheng Lang knew that unless he was a childhood sweetheart, this would inevitably happen to anyone he met later.It's not that he can't accept it, but he just hopes that this kind of influence can be less, as the saying goes, out of sight, out of mind.He really didn't expect that there were so many historical relics in Li Po Bridge.Cheng Lang is determined not to let his emotional past affect Li Boqiao in the slightest.

Maybe it's not open-minded enough, Cheng Lang said of himself.

That night, the two of them ate something together at home, and they were not in any mood.After going to bed, no one hugged anyone and fell asleep separately.

In the middle of the night, when Li Boqiao posted it, Cheng Lang was sleepy and didn't respond, feeling uncomfortable.

Li Boqiao closed his eyes, suddenly feeling a little worried.

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In fact, Li Boqiao was too worried. Cheng Lang had tossed enough that night, and then he became much more calm and easy-going.He brought his change of clothes and daily necessities over, and he officially set up camp at Li Boqiao's house.

He has his own bottom line in everything he does. He has a stubborn and arrogant personality, but he can figure out certain things in an instant.Not flexible, but know how to work around.Moreover, this character is mainly reflected in the emotional aspect. Cheng Lang doesn't value other people and things, and it doesn't matter if he is extremely careless.

Ever since Li Boqiao found out Cheng Lang's temper, he felt relieved.He doesn't think too much, he likes someone to accompany him, that is the greatest happiness, he doesn't expect too much.Wu Jiajia was so restless back then, and he was tolerant again and again, thinking about living a stable life.

And Cheng Lang knew about him.Such a lover who knows the cold but knows the hot, dares to love and hates, if he is really hugged in his arms, he is afraid that he will run away, so he must be treated well, and he will not be wronged in the slightest.Facing Cheng Lang, Li Boqiao didn't think about the moral code of responsibility. He just wanted to stay by his side and go on with Cheng Lang. He didn't have any restraints, but he was extremely self-disciplined.

The two have similar personalities and interests, complement each other in bed, and have a tacit understanding. Their feelings for each other have become more and more profound with the passage of time, and they can't be too much together every day.The time after get off work every day is the happiest time of the day. Sometimes I don’t even have time to eat, and I go to bed first when I get home, and I can do other things after venting my anger.

Cheng Lang is young, has no restraint in bed, and wants to finish it; Li Boqiao's things are of the best size and dimension, and his sexual ability is even more exciting and long-lasting. He has always been responsive to this matter.Moreover, he had been neglected before, and now he would meet a heart-warming baby, who was also physically hungry.The two of them competed for the initiative and made love almost every day. They were so affectionate that it was uncomfortable to be apart for even a minute.

"Baby~" Cheng Lang dragged his coquettish long voice, sticking tightly in Li Boqiao's arms.He obviously just finished a game, and his hands were not honestly groping on Li Boqiao's buttocks.

Li Boqiao lazily hummed, too comfortable to move.

"You said we are like this every day, won't you get tired?" Cheng Lang had a whim.

"No way," Li Boqiao clamped Cheng Lang between his thighs, and pulled Cheng Lang into his arms.We've only been together for how long, how can it be so easy to get bored?He's not afraid of being together for a long time.

Cheng Lang is different from Li Boqiao, he has never been in a long-term relationship.The longest period of his own was full of conflicts very early on, and almost the second half was spent in the days of the two being unhappy, quarreling, fighting, reconciling and repeating, extremely depressed.

Cheng Lang looked forward to the future, but felt extremely insecure.

Seeing Cheng Lang sinking into thought, Li Boqiao was afraid that Cheng Lang would think too deeply, so he quickly added: "There's nothing to be tired of, the two live their lives and gradually get used to each other, so they are reluctant to part."

Cheng Lang thought for a moment and replied, "According to you, the two of you ended up living together because of habit?"

Li Boqiao sighed: "Almost, love becomes family affection in the end."

Cheng Lang was not convinced: "I can't live a day without love."

Li Boqiao stared at him, speechless for a long time, he was afraid of this, he was afraid that Cheng Lang's child's character would be like Wu Jiajia's back then, and he would disperse after overcoming it and fly away.

This time, he was determined not to let such a thing happen again, it would kill him.Li Boqiao lowered his head and kissed Cheng Lang, and gently stroked his hair: "You are my love, and you will become my habit."

Cheng Lang kissed back and smiled with satisfaction, his mind was actually quite simple.

"Hey, don't scratch!" Li Boqiao looked away helplessly, and turned around to pull Cheng Lang's dishonest claws.

Cheng Lang: "I'll touch it!"

"Touch this!" Li Boqiao transferred Cheng Lang's hand to the middle of the hair in front of him. A big hand had already quickly rubbed the root of Cheng Lang's leg, and then skillfully slid towards the narrow and narrow slit, finding the dense and hot place. Squeeze in.

Cheng Lang closed his eyes and shrank uncontrollably. His slender fingers were ambushed from all sides. Instead of shrinking back, they squirmed slowly and probed deeper.The thumb at the front was not idle either, touching the delicate balls intentionally or unintentionally, and massaging the sensitive frenulum.

Cheng Lang let out a moan, and lay down directly.The thing he was holding in his hand was already swollen like never before, and he was determined to get it.

Without talking nonsense, the two started the second round of concerto in Cheng Lang's humming overture.People who love each other are always not too troublesome and can bear the tiredness, even though everyone has not eaten, and they can't take care of so much.

Whichever is more important for the two interests, it is more important to fill the bottom right now. As for the "leading to a man's heart through the stomach", this can be ignored in Li Boqiao. Cheng Lang is clearly the opposite sex to him on the bed, and he has to Serve the "secret road" first.

"Is it comfortable?" Li Boqiao pressed Cheng Lang's leg to work, and he didn't say anything reserved.

"Hmm..." Cheng Lang was overwhelmed and didn't want to talk.

"Let me see." After Li Boqiao finished speaking, he straightened up suddenly, held Cheng Lang's calf with both hands, and glanced at the place where he was communicating hurriedly.

It was already muddy and entangled, and there was a sound of water soaking between the ups and downs. Li Boqiao's senses were provoked, he worked faster, stuck tighter, and the more he moved, the deeper he fell in love.

Cheng Lang was shy, and his voice was shattered by Li Boqiao: "Don't... look! I... can't see... can't!"

Li Boqiao gathered his legs and curled them up in front of his chest, pressed them up for a kiss, and the lower part slammed violently: "Want to see me fuck|you? Then I'll record a segment!"

Cheng Lang couldn't help laughing, and slapped Li Boqiao's face with a "slap", just kidding, with a light hand.Li Boqiao shook his head, laughed along, lowered his head and worked hard.

It's too comfortable to talk about.

The two hugged tightly, their dark eyes were close at hand, and their moist lips were never dry.From body to mind, there is a powerful communication going on.There are no outsiders, not even everything around them, just the most ordinary couple in the world, expressing their love in the most primitive way.

It's really hard to eat these days, but every time the two of them eat too much.The energy consumption in bed is really too much, so I have to