my boyfriend is a disaster

Cheng Yuwei went to Xie Mo's house again this afternoon. I don't know if that person wanted me to go to his house on purpose or what. This time he just went to talk about his mother's appearance. He can definitely bring the drawing board to school. , Cheng Yuwei narcissistically thought that maybe his purpose was what he thought.

Cheng Yuwei's coming for two consecutive days is a record, Grandma Xie is still the happiest one, this time she didn't give Xie Mo a chance to take Cheng Yuwei back to the dormitory first, but took Cheng Yuwei's hand and led him into the dormitory. After leaving the living room, I started to ask questions.

Xie Mo sat next to them like yesterday, but he didn't speak much. He just turned the TV down to a very low volume, as if he was watching intently, but there was always a slight smile on his face.

It was already Thursday, and it was less than two days since Cheng Yuwei brought Xie Mo home. He originally thought that the gift Xie Mo was going to give was these two wood carvings for his parents, and he thought that he should meet with him tomorrow. Specifically talk about when they should meet and how to go about these matters.

The next day, he asked these questions during the recess, Xie Mo nodded and said, "Got it, you can go to the street with me again this afternoon."

"What are you going to do?" Cheng Yuwei looked at him suspiciously. Could it be that this person has to buy a set of clothes in advance like a little girl when he goes to his house?

"Go to the tonic store and buy something for your parents. I don't buy many of these, so you should be familiar with them." Xie Mo said calmly.

Cheng Yu's only old blood spurted out, coughing and patting his chest: "No need for Xueba, we have a lot of those things at home, just bring your wood carvings!"

It's rare for Cheng Yuwei to see such an ingenious gift as Xie Mo's design, and he was thinking of giving him 320 likes, but he didn't expect this guy to be unavoidable.

"You still have to give what should be given," Xie Mo said with a smile, "After all, giving a gift depends on your own wishes rather than what the other party needs. Besides, this time you are going to your house, you can't act too shabby. Just listen to me. mine."

"...Okay." Cheng Yuwei said helplessly.

So that afternoon, Cheng Yuwei really took Xie Mo to a high-end tonic store in the city center to buy some ginseng antler. As long as things are dug up, they will be sold quickly, and they will not be kept in this kind of shop. My family has a century-old ginseng, and that beard is called a beautiful one. When will I show you?"

Xie Mo was carrying two big boxes of things, like a follower following behind him, and said, "Okay."

"Then shall we go back now?" Cheng Yuwei glanced back at him, and his eyes fell on his occupied hands, then blinked, and looked at him who was still calm , and said, "Shall I pick one up for you?"

"No need," Xie Mo smiled, "Eldest Young Master should be resting, taking things is not something you should do. If you don't go back, where do you want to go?"

"Let me take it for you." Cheng Yuwei reached out and took the box from Xie Mo's hand, and continued: "Well, I don't have anything in particular I want to go to, how about going to a movie?"

Today, Xie Mo arranged the classes in the morning and evening. They came out after taking a nap. Now it is only three o'clock. Xie Mo thought about it and said helplessly: "Take a tree to attend Antlers running to the movies is quite down-to-earth.”

"Hehe." Cheng Yuwei smiled brightly, "It's down to earth, then let's go and see, I invite you."

After finishing speaking, he jumped up and took the lead and left, and Xie Mo followed behind with the corners of his mouth twitching.

Cheng Yuwei's idea of ​​watching a movie was definitely a temporary idea, so he didn't plan what to watch in advance. He went to the nearest movie theater and bought a two-hour movie ticket, and went in to deposit his things first. Only when I sat down did I have time to look at my ticket, only to find that it was a well-known sci-fi blockbuster on Weibo.

"Hehe, it's not bad." Cheng Yuwei looked at the ticket left and right, "I told Aran before when to come and see this. I heard that the special effects are pretty good, at least at the level of one yuan."

"Really." Xie Mo seemed less interested.

The movie starts 5 minutes later. Cheng Yuwei enjoys watching the movie with colorful pictures and shocking sound effects. Watching movies in theaters is such a good thing. The cheers of other audiences will also make you more integrated into the movie. , the martial arts that are going on right now are dizzying for people to watch, Cheng Yuwei is applauding for a wonderful move, but the feeling of being lightly pressed by something on his shoulder makes him silent immediately.

His neck was brushed by something like silk, and it was slightly cool and itchy, which made him tremble involuntarily, but he didn't dare to make other movements after that, for fear of waking that person up.

Xie Mo seldom watches movies. He has a problem. He dozes off when watching movies. Of course Cheng Yuwei doesn’t know this. At this moment, he can only sit there stiffly and stare at the big screen, but he doesn’t know it at all. What's going on up there.

Xie Mo's breathing was very light, and the hot air was lightly blowing on his face, as if those fine hairs were standing on end.

The cinema was very dark, and no one noticed them, but Cheng Yuwei didn't know how long this man would sleep until the end of the movie, so he had to try his best to ignore all the strange feelings he brought to him. After a while, he gradually felt sore and numb. Of course, he couldn't change the place, so he had to continue to hold on.

Cheng Yuwei didn't expect that after a while, two hands wrapped around him and hugged him tightly. The man moved a little closer to him, leaning on him with his upper body, and whispering softly in his ear. He murmured softly: "A Tan..."

Then the man's hand in front of him took his arm, and slowly groped down to hold one of his hands on his chest.

Cheng Yuwei: "..."

Xie Mo's voice is nice, deep and mellow, and there is an indescribable charm in such a low voice. Cheng Yuwei doesn't know what the two words he said mean, but thinks that this person must be dreaming. Also treat yourself as someone else.

This hug was so tight and warm that Cheng Yu only felt a slight suffocation. He who didn't dare to move at first seemed to be restrained this time, and the hand that was holding him together seemed like his own. Being wrapped in him, the feeling of touch is indescribable, especially when placed on his chest, it seems that you can still feel the heat of his body. This ambiguous posture makes Cheng Yuwei feel uncomfortable all over.

Who is that Adan?

Cheng Yuwei adjusted his breathing and stared at the big screen, sighing helplessly.

Xie Mo didn't know how long he had been asleep, and he woke up in a daze and slowly realized his posture. He raised his eyes slightly and saw Cheng Yuwei's tall nose and focused eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little bit in his heart. funny.

The body still feels very weak, and the time I fell asleep must not be too short, it's hard for this person to endure like this, maybe half of the body is numb.

A joke came up in his heart, Xie Mo tightened his arm around Cheng Yuwei, and moved closer to him, the other hand holding his hand was still rubbing gently with his thumb A few times, and at the same time whispered: "Mmm..."

Cheng Yuwei felt his movement, and turned towards him a little bit at a loss: "Are you awake?"

"Well," Xie Mo rubbed his face on his shoulder, hugging him and holding his hand without letting go, "I slept so comfortably, what time is it now?"

Cheng Yuwei thought to himself, since you are awake, can you let me go first? One of his hands is held and he can’t break free at all, and the other hand can’t move as if it’s tied. It’s been a long time. Knowing the exact time, I had to say: "I don't know, the movie hasn't finished yet."

"Really." Xie Mo smiled lightly, then let go of his two hands and leaned back on his chair, took out his mobile phone, and saw that it was past five o'clock.

The body that had been suppressed for so long suddenly relaxed, Cheng Yuwei felt like rushing out of Wuzhi Mountain, but after being suppressed for so long, his whole body was numb to the point of unconsciousness, and he still couldn't move.

Xie Mo took back his phone, glanced at the big screen and then at him, and said jokingly, "What's wrong? I can't move anymore? Do you want me to rub it for you?"

"Come on." Cheng Yuwei replied with a dark face, while pulling one of the only moving parts - the corner of the mouth.

Because Cheng Yuwei's right hand was held by Xie Mo before, it is still in the state of raising his hand. The latter held back his smile and stretched out his hand to hold that hand and kneaded it. After a while, it gradually went down to his wrist. As far as the arm, Cheng Yuwei's entire right arm finally regained consciousness, and shook it a few times in a small area.

"Okay." Cheng Yuwei moved his neck, and began to beat his right shoulder with that hand. Now he has a deep understanding of the impact of sitting for a long time, especially sitting still for a long time. The consequence of recovering his senses now is His ass hurts, his back hurts, his back hurts, his stomach hurts, his whole body hurts!

Xie Mo withdrew his hand and looked at the phone again, without looking at the movie screen, for fear that he could not help falling asleep again.

"By the way," Cheng Yuwei thumped for a while and said, "Have you checked what time it is?"

"Five ten." Xie Mo said.

"Then, did you tell grandma that you were going home late?"

"I said, before I fell asleep, I sent a WeChat message to my grandma, saying that I would not go home to eat at night."

"Hey, grandma and her old man can also play WeChat," Cheng Yuwei smiled, "It's quite trendy, hey, if you don't go home to eat, where are you going to eat?"

"Couldn't you be able to eat anywhere on the street." Xie Mo glanced at him.

"Whatever, whatever, street stalls are fine too? But what are street stalls? Wonton? Noodles? Stinky tofu?" Of course Cheng Yuwei didn't know what the so-called street stalls were. Although he had seen them countless times, he had never Thinking about it carefully, I heard these people from Lin Ran say that such small stalls are very attractive at night, and most of them are staple foods made of white flour, as well as stinky, tofu, rot...

Xie Mo couldn't stop laughing, so he stretched out his hand and patted his arm: "Well, I'll treat you to some stinky tofu later, I ate that cute thing when I was young, and when my dad took me to eat, it was always at least ten years old. string."

Cheng Yuwei's heart tightened, but he said with a disdainful expression on his face: "Cut, you are a foodie. You were so good at eating when you were young. Why didn't you turn into a pig?"

"You are the pig." Xie Mo patted him again and said, "Then let's go, don't watch this movie."

"I'm not leaving," Cheng Yuwei immediately looked at the big screen, "I have spent money anyway, I have to watch it before leaving."

"..." Xie Mo twitched the corners of his mouth and continued to look at his phone resignedly.