Do you have a boyfriend

When Song Chuman and Lu Zhao fell in love for almost a year, the two had an awkward relationship for the first time.

The reason is that Lu Zhao installed a floor-to-ceiling mirror at home, so it is convenient to take a picture when going out.

Then... there were other uses.

Lu Zhao was very busy for a few days, so he didn't have much intimacy with Song Chuman. When they rested on weekends, the two of them played a little too much.

No matter how many times, Song Chuman would be extremely shy whenever he was outside the bedroom.

Lu Zhao liked the way he turned his head away from opening his eyes, and shrank into his arms. He also showed Song Chuman the previous surveillance video.

Only then did Song Chuman know that this home monitor has powerful functions, not only the picture is high-definition, the sound quality is lossless, but also the screen can be zoomed in and out.

Even if he closes his eyes, he can still hear the sound coming from him, coincident with the present moment.

Song Chuman couldn't take it anymore, and said in a crying voice, "Delete, delete..."

"Okay, delete them all." Lu Zhao agreed, but still holding his mobile phone, he recorded a section of what the two of them did and showed it to him.

It was even more difficult for Song Chuman to accept, but he couldn't escape, and he was shy, but in fact, he felt exciting in the deepest part of his heart.

Lu Zhao's eyes were full of infatuation, and he kissed him hard: "Baby is so good, I love you so much."

After a few rounds, Song Chuman came back to his senses and opened his eyes, and saw an obvious pool of water stains on the ground.

When he figured out what it was, he almost cried.

He didn't dare to face Lu Zhao, and got up to go to the bathroom by himself. Lu Zhao wanted to hug him, but Song Chuman resisted very much.

"Don't touch me..." Song Chuman wiped his face, entered the bathroom and locked the door.

There was a small bathroom in the guest room that hadn't been used very much, so Lu Zhao went to take a shower first, and then cleaned up the living room.

After he finished these, he found that Song Chuman was still in the bathroom.

Lu Zhao noticed something was wrong, knocked on the door and called him, "Is the baby ready to be washed? Do you need help?"

The only response to him was Song Chuman's weak sentence: "Go away."

Lu Zhao stood silently at the door for a while, looking for the key.

Soon the bathroom door was opened, and Song Chuman sat in the bath with his arms folded.

Lu Zhao was worried about where he was injured, so he went closer and squatted down to check: "Uncomfortable?"

He didn't care about the water on his clothes, and wanted to hug Song Chuman.

Song Chuman slapped his hand away vigorously, without saying a word.

"What's the matter baby? Does it hurt?" Lu Zhao tried to touch his forehead, but was also avoided. He recalled that just now, Song Chuman didn't seem to be in pain.

That is……

Lu Zhao smiled: "Shy? Don't be afraid, I've already cleaned up..."

Song Chuman closed his eyes: "Stop talking!"

He felt unspeakably uncomfortable, ashamed and humiliated, and complained: "Why are you like this..."

Although...he wasn't uncomfortable, but could he just be in the room... Thinking of Lu Zhao cleaning it up with his own hands, Song Chuman almost suffocated.

He began to think wildly, with an aggrieved and pitiful expression: "You don't love me anymore."

Lu Zhao: "..."

The more Song Chuman thought about it, the more he felt that Lu Zhao seemed to be perfunctory with him recently. He didn't cook at home very much, and often ate out. He didn't want to watch TV with him at night, and just wanted to pull him to bed. .

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"Why don't I love you anymore?" Lu Zhao didn't realize how angry Song Chuman was, so he said helplessly, "It's a normal reaction, and I don't dislike you, baby, don't think too much about it."

"This is not normal!" Song Chuman turned his head away and didn't want to talk to him anymore, "You go out."

Lu Zhao had no choice but to continue to admit his mistake: "I won't be like this in the future, don't be angry, come out first, okay? Be careful of catching a cold."

Song Chuman said in a muffled voice, "You don't need to worry about it."

He sat still, but Lu Zhao simply grabbed him, forcibly carried him out, and gave him a bath.

Song Chuman had no strength in his body and couldn't struggle, so he leaned awkwardly against Lu Zhao.

The clothes on Lu Zhao's body were wet, so he simply washed it again with Song Chuman. While washing, Song Chuman glanced down.

He stared at Lu Zhao and scolded him: "Beast!"

Lu Zhao echoed: "Okay, okay, I'm a beast, baby don't get angry."

After washing and going out to get dressed, Song Chuman was still not happy.

He wrapped himself in the quilt, with only his forehead exposed. Lu Zhao hugged the quilt from behind, and said softly, "I deleted the video. It was really nothing, and no one else knew about it."

The edge of the quilt was pulled down a little, and Lu Zhao kissed Song Chuman's ear tip: "And it's not dirty at all, I like everything baby."

He even had a faint sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in his heart. All of Song Chuman's loss of control was because of him.

Song Chuman was struggling with another problem, he said in frustration, "You just don't love me anymore."

Lu Zhao turned him over, and the two looked at each other face to face: "Then tell me why you think I don't love you anymore."

Song Chuman glanced at him: "You treat me like a toy."

Lu Zhao: "..."

"I said I don't want to, but you don't listen every time..." Song Chuman said again: "I only care about my own happiness."

Lu Zhao: "..."

Lu Zhao's molars tightened, and he wanted to defend himself: "I..."

"And," Song Chuman interrupted him, "you don't even cook for me..."

Probably because he wasn't as caring as before, and Lu Zhao might get tired of him in the future and go find someone else.

The more Song Chuman thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became: "You don't care about me anymore, you just want to sleep with me."

Lu Zhao: "..."

Lu Zhao reflected for a moment. He was busy with work during this time, and although he was still with Song Chuman every day, he was not as meticulous and caring as before.

As for the intimacy between the two, he has been dating for 28 years, and now it is the period of passionate love, and it is always difficult to hold back when alone with him.

And Song Chuman was not too repulsive in the past, he thought...

Lu Zhao sighed: "I was negligent, I was wrong."

"I don't care about you, I love you so much that I can't control it," Lu Zhao coaxed while kissing Song Chuman's side face, "I'll listen to you from now on, how about I make you sweet and sour fish tonight? "

Song Chuman didn't say yes or no, so he closed his eyes and kept quiet.

He was a little tired, drowsy and wanted to sleep, but Lu Zhao still whispered in his ear: "An'an, it's okay to be angry, don't ignore me..."

Song Chuman fell asleep with his head tilted and did not respond.

In the evening, Lu Zhao really cooked sweet and sour fish. There were no other small thorns in the fish steak. Lu Zhao still helped him pick out the fish and put it into his bowl.

Song Chuman felt better and lowered his head to eat silently.

After dinner, Song Chuman huddled on the sofa, and couldn't help but glance in front of the mirror.

He couldn't bear it anymore, so he went to the guest room to watch movies on his tablet.

After washing the dishes, Lu Zhao came out and saw no one, so he called out a few times and found him in the room.

"Still angry?" Lu Zhao sat down beside the bed.

He lifted the quilt cheekily and went in together, tentatively stretched out his arms to hug Song Chuman, and gently massaged his waist.

Song Chuman didn't hide, he didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly turned his head and said, "You are not allowed to touch me again in the future."

Lu Zhao understood the meaning of the word "touch" from his expression, and opened his mouth: "...An'an, I was really wrong."

"Can't you?" Song Chuman sullenly said, "If you can't do it, are you going to break up with me?"

"How is it possible, it's just..." Lu Zhao immediately denied it, with a subtle look on his face: "Don't do this baby, I won't do so much in the future, and I will listen to your opinion, okay?"

Song Chuman was silent for a while, and felt that this was a bit unreasonable, so he took a step back: "Then once a week."

This is also very difficult for Lu Zhao, but Song Chuman is still angry now, and Lu Zhao did not refute: "Okay."

Song Chuman did what he said, and for the next few days, he slept in the guest room.

During the day, he still followed Lu Zhao to the company, and walked far away when passing the mirror at home.

It seemed that he was not angry anymore, but he still refused to let Lu Zhao touch him.

Unable to hold back, Lu Zhao went into Song Chuman's room in the middle of the night, but was thrown out.

Song Chuman knew that locking the door was useless, and Lu Zhao had the key, so he threatened: "If you do this again, I will move out."

Lu Zhao stared at the closed door, unbuttoned the top of the neckline, and suppressed his restless anger.

Within two days, when Song Chuman was at the company, he received a text message from Xiaofang.

[Xiao Fang]: Have you quarreled with Mr. Lu recently?

How does he know?But it's not really a quarrel... Song Chuman struggled for a while, then replied, "That's right, what's the matter?"

Xiao Fang replied quickly, and his distress could not be concealed in his words.

[Xiao Fang]: Mr. Lu has been very scary recently, and he is in a bad mood when he sees it.

Song Chuman: "..."

Could it be because of him?

Lu Zhao was having a meeting outside at this time. Song Chuman quietly went to the door and listened for a while. It was quiet there, and he was very cautious when he heard voices occasionally.

After the meeting was over, Song Chuman opened the door and went out. Lu Zhaozheng frowned, and there was a lot of information on the table.

Seeing him approaching, Lu Zhao relaxed and smiled, "Come here and let me hug you."

Since that day, the two have rarely been so intimate. Song Chuman sat down on Lu Zhao's lap, obediently lying on his shoulder.

Lu Zhao sniffed the breath in his hair, and his mood gradually calmed down.

Song Chuman looked up at him: "Are you in a bad mood recently?"

Lu Zhao was caught off guard, and was silent for a moment: "A little bit."

Song Chuman let out an "oh" without asking why.

Lu Zhao took this as a signal of complete reconciliation, lowered his head and tentatively kissed Song Chuman's lips.

Song Chuman was very obedient, he responded slowly, and soon something touched him.

"You..." Song Chuman whispered while still in the company, "Restrain yourself!"

Lu Zhao is very innocent, he has been holding back for several days.

He hugged Song Chuman tightly, and his tone was a little aggrieved: "Then can I do it today?"

Song Chuman reflexively said, "No."

How could he think about all this!Song Chuman pushed him away and went back to the lounge alone.

Naturally, they also slept in separate rooms at night. Song Chuman ignored Lu Zhao's following gaze and went back to the room and closed the door.

But tonight, Song Chuman couldn't sleep.

He was still thinking about the text messages sent by Xiao Fang, and Lu Zhao in the past few days, wondering if he did something wrong.

At that time, he was angry and couldn't accept being made like that by Lu Zhao, so he thought wildly, thinking that Lu Zhao was not good enough for him.

Thinking about it later, except that Lu Zhao was occasionally tough in this respect, he was almost obedient at other times.

Now that the anger is gone, Song Chuman remembered when he was sitting in Lu Zhao's arms during the day...

After these few days, he actually missed Lu Zhao too.

Song Chuman tossed and turned, finally got up and opened the door.

He walked slowly to Lu Zhao's room, standing at the door hesitating.

Suddenly he heard some movement, faintly coming from the door.

Song Chu was in a daze, his first reaction was that Lu Zhao brought someone back behind his back?

The door was unlocked, so he opened it and went in.

There was only Lu Zhao, who quickly pulled off the quilt and looked at him in astonishment.

Song Chuman blushed with embarrassment, Lu Zhao was... solving it by himself.

"Yes, I'm sorry..." He turned around to leave, and saw Lu Zhao holding his own photo in his hand.

Song Chuman: "..."

more embarrassing.

They were obviously a couple and lived together, but Lu Zhao still used this method.

While he was standing silently, Lu Zhao put on his clothes and approached, and couldn't help but pull him into his arms.

"Just stay here with me, okay?" Lu Zhao half begged, "I won't force you."

As long as you can sleep with Song Chuman in your arms.

Song Chuman's heart was completely relented, and he hugged him with a blushing face: "Okay, that... is also fine."

Lu Zhao's eyes changed slightly, showing danger.

The next day, Song Chuman didn't get up until noon, he was wronged and scolded Lu Zhao: "You are a beast!"