you better leave me alone

After saying this, there was no answer for a long time.

Lin Zewu hesitated for a while, then turned his head, but saw that Chen was leaning against the head of the bed with his head slightly lowered and his knees bent. The quilt was piled on his side and was not covered.

"..."

Lin Zewu put down his pen, walked to his side, leaned over and picked up the corner of the quilt and shook it off to cover him.

The hand resting on his side moved slightly, Wen Chen raised his hand to hold his hand, and then slowly released it until he was about to hold his fingertips loosely.

Lin Zewu resisted the slight itch and said in a low voice, "I'm going to study."

"Ah."

Lin Zewu twitched his hand, but did not twitch.

"You let go."

"..."

Wen Chen opened his eyes, raised his hand to pinch the back of his neck and pressed down.

Afraid of being pressed by Wen Chen, Lin Zewu supported the edge of the bed with his remaining free hand.

Wen Chen stroked the thin hair on the back of his neck, and suddenly let out a muffled laugh: "Boy, it's time for a haircut, and if you go on, you'll become Rapunzel."

Lin Zewu wanted to get up when he heard his nonsense, but Wen Chen pulled him back effortlessly.

Wen Chen pressed the back of his neck and kissed the corner of his lips.

"Wait next year, I will give you a research volunteer."

Lin Zewu pursed his lips, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "That's settled."

Hearing that Chen was weak, he said inscrutablely, "Send you to the deep mountains and old forests to read scriptures."

Lin Zewu didn't change his face: "Okay, remember to give me the incense money."

"I really don't want to meet people?" Wen Chen pretended to think for a while, "Yes."

"what?"

Suddenly feeling a force pulling him, Lin Zewu was forced to lie forward.Wen Chen grabbed his waist and turned over to the other side of the bed, rolling solidly.

Lin Zewu's hair instantly became messy, and he calmly treated his state of being suppressed again

Lin Zewu was expressionless: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Wen Chen held his hand.

Lin Zewu was vigilant.

Wen Chen continued what he said just now: "Be my little lover, cook, wash, wash dishes every day."

"...Which of these three is what a lover should do?" Lin Zewu complained calmly, "You might as well hire a nanny."

"I haven't finished talking yet, it will warm my bed at night after washing it deliciously."

"Fuck you." Lin Zewu got up and sat back, not intending to talk nonsense with him anymore.

The more I talked, the more energetic I was, and I couldn't sleep anymore.

Wen Chen looked at the back of him sitting on the office chair, raised the quilt and slid it down steadily.

There was still a sweet smell on the pillow, it was the scent of the bottle of shampoo in his bathroom, probably Lin Zewu used it last night.

Wen Chen originally planned to squint for a while, but when he closed his eyes, he fainted. It may be that there were too many facts during this period, and his ability to survive was all due to his young body and good health.

After sleeping for three hours, the moment he woke up, he smelled a fragrance.

Lin Zewu happened to carry the bowl to the living room, and saw Wen Chen sitting dryly on the bed, put down the bowl, and walked to the bedroom door to lean against.

Then he raised his hand and knocked on the door panel twice.

Wen Chen raised his eyes.

Lin Zewu said: "The meal is ready."

As soon as these words came out, he couldn't help thinking of the "little lover" Wen Chen said before going to bed.

Lin Zewu paused for no reason, and said, "I'll get you some food."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zewu turned and went into the kitchen.

Wen Chen didn't expect that at the time, he saw that he was in a low mood and his condition was not conducive to study, so he made a joke out of it.

The shirt on his body was completely wrinkled, Wen Chen took off his clothes in disgust, and went to the bathroom with his upper body bare, undoing his belt as he walked.

The first thing Lin Zewu saw when he came out was that his trousers were loose and stuck between his crotch. There was no trace of fat around his waist, and his lines were smooth and powerful.

Lin Zewu almost lost his grip on the bowl in his hand.

Wen Chen noticed his slight slippery hands and paused his footsteps, Lin Zewu didn't look sideways.

Wen Chen stood where he was, with his hands stuck to his waist, and looked behind Lin Zewu for a while.

Until his eyes could almost burn a hole in Lin Zewu's back, he put the tip of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, nodded involuntarily, and turned to go into the bathroom.

When Wen Chen came out of the shower, Lin Zewu was slowly drinking soup from a soup bowl, very homely and serious.

The radiator was turned on in the room, and Wen Chen was wearing loose short-sleeves, with his thin forearms exposed, the coldness of business elites on his body disappeared completely, replaced by more vigorous heat.

The moment he sat down, Wen Chen glanced at him, and said surprisingly: "How long did you touch last night, and you're still shy?"

Lin Zewu choked on the soup, coughed twice and said, "How could I touch...? Don't talk nonsense."

"Who was lying on top of me that morning? It made my arms numb."

"not me."

"Who was it that poked me so early in the morning?"

"not me."

"Heh." Wen Chen sneered without losing the opportunity.

Lin Zewu couldn't argue with a hundred words, he drank the soup quietly, and accepted all the nagging like he pretended to be dead.

Wen Chen waited for a long time, and said, "That's it? Didn't you say anything?"

Lin Zewu was silent for a moment, and tentatively said, "I'm sorry?"

Wen Chen: "..."

Wen Chen: "Forget it."

There are home-cooked dishes on the table, which Lin Zewu usually knows. Hearing that Chen Gang picked up a tomato with chopsticks, the cell phone buzzed continuously in the bedroom.

"I'll get it."

Lin Zewu put down the bowl, and without waiting for his answer, quickly pushed away the chair and fled away.

Very accommodating.

Feel guilty just looking at it!

Wen Chen didn't care, the ringtone belonged to his private number, not many people knew this number, probably his parents.

The mobile phone was charging by the bedside, Lin Zewu picked it up, and the lit screen came into his eyes.

Lin Zewu glanced at it and took it out.

"Give."

Wen Chen didn't look up, and asked, "Who?"

"I don't know, it's a strange number."

Wen Chen was surprised: "Unfamiliar number?"

"Well, no notes."

As expected, there was a string of unfamiliar numbers on the phone.

Local number, haven't seen it before.

Wen Chen clicked on the connection: "Who is it?"

Then it was clearly visible, and his face suddenly turned cold.

"...Oh, it's you, Mr. Li." Wen Chen didn't have any expression on his face, but he could clearly feel his displeasure. At that moment, the temperature around him dropped several degrees. "I really didn't recognize the number when I changed it."

Wen Chen paused, his brows gradually furrowed, but he still answered occasionally, as concisely as a cold machine.

Lin Zewu had never seen such a detached attitude, not even the first time we met, when Wen Chen's car was scratched, he had never seen such a Wen Chen.

"I know what you said, for..."

Wen Chen put down his chopsticks, left his seat and walked to the balcony, and closed the door with his backhand, blocking the sound of conversation at the other end of the door.

The only sound in the room was the occasional vibration of the radiator.

A few minutes later, Wen Chen came back.

"I have to change the number again." Wen Chen sighed, "The number dealers these days are too wicked, and tens of thousands of private information are packaged and sold for only 50 yuan."

Lin Zewu said, "Is that the person you met in the restaurant before?"

"Ah, yes." Wen Chen put the meat in his bowl, "His company was excluded from cooperation partners, and he came to me for an explanation. What can I give? He feels good about himself, and he is like a fish in water in a small business. I can't just criticize his company from start to finish."

The vegetables in the bowl in front of him gradually piled up, [-]% of them were meat, whatever was bright in color was in his bowl, Lin Zewu opened his mouth and said nothing.

Wen Chen saw that the bowl couldn't fit, so he reluctantly put away the chopsticks: "Eat more."

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