Dude, your wig fell off

An He was sitting in the car, and he could see the pine and cypress road covered with rain and fog from the rearview mirror. He leaned on the back of the chair and barely moved his eyes.

The feeling in my heart is very complicated, I still have the regret of my grandfather leaving in my mind, the tears of my mother, but the whole person is full of unexpected happiness and anticipation.

Nachen's figure appeared at the end of the path in the rearview mirror.

Just like when they met formally for the first time, Nachen was wearing a simple jacket and sweatpants, the difference is that this time he didn't walk over slowly, but trotted all the way with a bag on his back.

An He opened the car door and jumped out of the car, watching Na Chen running towards him against the drizzle, suddenly felt the urge to cry.

Just when he was about to open his arms to hug Na Chen, Na Chen stopped in front of him and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"You...it's okay," An He had no choice but to put his raised hand back on the car door. The key is that he raised both arms, and now he pulls the car door open with both hands, feeling like an idiot, "Get in the car Bar."

"It's really embarrassing to charge you for the first time we met." Na Chen jumped on the co-pilot and smiled very politely.

You are very involved in the drama!

An He also bared his teeth and smiled at him: "It's okay, we should meet for the first time, is there anything you want to eat?"

"Yayuan." Nachen threw the bag to the back seat.

"You're really not embarrassed," An He looked at him, "I didn't make a reservation for Yayuan, so I can't eat in the past now."

"There's me." Na Chen leaned against the car window and tickled the corners of his mouth.

An He drove the car to the street and turned on the road to Yayuan.

"Auntie, are you okay?" Na Chen asked after being silent for a while.

"If she wants to be quiet, let her be quiet," An He sighed softly, "I still know that I am holding an umbrella, and I will probably go back in a while."

"My condolences." Na Chen said softly.

"I'm fine," An He glanced at Na Chen, wondering if he wanted to catch up on the old days or continue to stage the scene of the first meeting, "I don't have any relationship with grandpa, I just think he is not too old and left too early gone."

Nachen smiled and didn't speak again.

An He looked at the road ahead without opening his mouth, thinking about what Na Chen would do next.

In fact, he really wants to hug Nachen, kiss him on the tip of his nose, ask him how his injuries are, and when he started practicing... But Nachen blocked all of these things, He had no chance to show his thoughts at all.

After the car turned off the main road, there were a lot fewer people and cars.

Na Chen suddenly tapped on the car window: "Mr. An, stop the car."

"Ah?" An He was stunned, and slowed down the car, "Here?"

Nachen nodded, and pointed to the side of the road: "Can you pull over, the one with no one."

An He didn't know what he was going to do, but he stepped on the brakes, pulled the car to the side of the road and stopped.

"Get out of the car," Na Chen jumped out of the car and waved, "Come here."

An He turned off the car, got out of the car and looked around, there was no car and no one, he walked around to Na Chen: "Why..."

Before he finished speaking, Na Chen suddenly reached out and grabbed his collar, and then half-threw him and pressed him against the car door.

"Why you?" An He was taken aback.

"Uncle An," Na Chen pressed his shoulders, lowered his head and kissed his neck, his voice was very low, "I think you're going crazy."

The numb feeling of being kissed on the neck quickly followed Chen's hoarse and sexy voice, holding a small flag and running towards the whole body. An He put his arms around his waist, and turned his face to kiss his neck: "I miss you too."

Na Chen didn't speak any more, she stuck her whole body to his body, kissed his lips, and pressed the tip of her tongue eagerly.

The two people's somewhat rapid breathing intertwined, and An He also eagerly responded to the warmth that Chen entangled between his lips and teeth.

He could hear cars passing by behind him, and there might be occasional pedestrians passing by, but he couldn't care less about these, he even threw aside his breathing, and put his hand into Nachen's clothes, and put his hand on his waist. Rubbing and stroking his upper back fiercely, all he touched and felt was that Chen, only that Chen...

It wasn't until Nachen's hand slid down his lower abdomen into his pants that An He let go of his lips, panting and said: "Student, isn't it appropriate to meet on the street for the first time?"

"Master," Na Chen stopped his hand, and lightly hooked his fingertips on his lower abdomen, "This is fate, it's hard to be like this when we meet for the first time."

"Shut up," An He smiled, pushed Na Chen away, lowered his head and straightened his clothes, "Get in the car, do you want to eat?"

Na Chen leaned over and took a quick bite on his neck before opening the door and jumping into the car: "Tell me, have you eaten up all the instant noodles in the supermarket next to your house in the past few months?"

"Not really," An He got into the car, started the car with a smile, "My cooking skills have improved by leaps and bounds, and I can already be self-sufficient, and I don't repeat myself."

"Really?" Na Chen was surprised, looking at him with disbelief.

"Well, I'll make you a meal when I have time." An He nodded, but it's okay, uncooked, mushy, stir-fried, salty, tasteless, and the meal is not the same.

"Just today!" Na Chen slapped his leg.

"Don't, don't, let's eat Yayuan when we meet for the first time today." An He said quickly.

Yayuan is still the same, the two big parrots at the door are still politely shouting to the distinguished guests, and the stone road is still making people wonder how to walk to keep the rhythm.

But today the small theater sang The Story of the West Chamber. Nachen entered the box and leaned on the recliner, and sang along: "It's all about burning Baoxiang, and my daughter's heart is so hot that I can't express it. Lan Gui spent eighteen years in vain, empty to reunion Jade Mirror Terrace..."

An He smiled and didn't speak, sitting opposite him and listening, Na Chen's voice still had the kind of straightforwardness that made him feel comfortable.

"Langui is deeply lonely, and there is no plan for Fangchun. Those who are expected to sing high, should pity those who sigh..." Na Chen swayed gently on the chair with his eyes closed.

"You're lonely." An He pinched a piece of shortbread and ate it in his mouth, suddenly missing the little snacks that Chen made.

"Are you lonely?" Na Chen turned his head and smiled at him.

"Now?"

"Those days without me."

An He sighed: "Can you still talk properly?"

"I haven't been with you for the past two months," Na Chen clicked his tongue, "Are you hungry or thirsty?"

"I don't care about it," An He said helplessly, "Too busy."

Na Chen didn't mention the hospitalization, and An He didn't ask too much. He lay on the table and looked at Na Chen's side face. Na Chen still looked nervous, but something was different.

An He couldn't tell what it was, but felt that the nervous feeling when facing Na Chen was gradually fading away.

"By the way," An He took out his phone from his pocket, "I went to the parking lot."

"I didn't have time to give it to you at that time, so you bought it first." Na Chen stood up and walked to sit beside him, "Do you like it?"

"Well," An He touched his leg, "So I used that one for my mother."

Na Chen took the mobile phone, swiped his finger on the screen a few times, and was amused: "Mr. An, how can you do such a thing."

"What?" An He leaned over to take a look, saw the photo of Na Chen lying on the hospital bed, and quickly snatched the phone back, "Damn, don't flip through it."

Nachen looked at him and smiled, but didn't speak.

"How's your...injury?" An He hesitated and asked.

"It's okay, it's not serious at all," Na Chen patted his body, "It's all right."

There was a light knock on the door, and the little girls came in with bowls, chopsticks and dishes as usual and walked around. There were a few dishes on the table, which smelled very fragrant, but they didn't quite understand what they were.

An He picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth, chewed slowly, swallowed it before saying: "In the future, we must learn to protect ourselves."

"Yeah." Na Chen nodded obediently.

"You don't need to save face in front of me," An He chewed for a long time before he could taste what it was, and picked up another chopstick, "I want whatever you look like."

That Chen didn't make a sound, An He turned his head and glanced at him after eating the plate of well-picked frog meat: "Son, why are you silent all of a sudden."

"No," Na Chen didn't hold back Le, turned his head and wiped his eyes quickly, picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to start eating, and stopped after taking two bites, "An He."

"Ok?"

"How to fix yourself, I'm not sure," Nachen said softly, "I am who I am, I keep myself, I throw away everything else, what doesn't belong to me, what I'm afraid of, what I hate... "

"Yeah." An He also put down his chopsticks.

"Then what if I accidentally throw away what you like?" Na Chen frowned.

"I don't like things that make you feel uncomfortable," An He patted his face, "It's fine if you don't throw away your cooking skills."

"And bed skills." Na Chen added seriously.

"The face is really big, it's okay, I threw away the bed skills and still have the masturbation cup." An He patted him on the shoulder again.

Although the meal was very high-end, and An He had been eating pig food for a long time, he didn't taste anything, and they were basically chatting. That Chen didn't eat a few bites, and kept staring at him.

When the two of them came out of Graceland, they both felt very sorry for the boss. In the car, each of them chewed two pieces of gum, and thought deeply while chewing. An He patted the steering wheel when he was almost done thinking, "Student, where are we going? ?”

"Your house, my house, the car park, you choose," Na Chen replied simply, "I'm about to get pimples."

"Are there any other places?" An He hesitated, rubbing his stomach, "Although I didn't taste the taste, I ate most of the dishes on that table. I'm a little full now, should I eat it first?" digestion..."

"In the car," Na Chen interrupted him, stretched out his hand towards him and pulled the back of the seat down, "the waves look like waves."

"Damn it!" An He fell down along with the back chair, and quickly struggled to sit up, "You are not only trying to suppress acne, you are trying to suppress smallpox!"

"Don't move, don't move!" Na Chen knelt on the car seat and came over to him, grabbed his hand, "Don't move..."

"I can't move anymore, let's talk, what do you want to do." An He couldn't use his strength under his pressure, so he had to lean back on the back of the chair.

"I'll lie down for a while..." Na Chen straddled his shoulders, leaned on him, struggled to find a more comfortable position, and finally propped himself up a little annoyed, "Change your car, Daqi is too young, the two men can't move around at all! How did the broken car be designed? It's not thoughtful at all!"

"Are you older or younger?" An He laughed.

Na Chen didn't speak, but frowned with displeasure.

This made An He's legs a little weak, he stretched out his arm and hooked his neck, and touched the bottom with the other hand: "It's okay, it's not small."

"An He," Na Chen's breathing suddenly became chaotic, and he stared at him gnashing his teeth, "If you want to digest your food first, then don't do it, try it again, don't blame me for being rude."

An He's face was full of Na Chen's breathing, and he was always a little dry, but now he always had the urge to strip Na Chen off, so he closed his eyes and settled down: "Changing the place, I didn't take it well at first. I feel sorry for the boss of Ren Yayuan, it is no good to block people's door and play hooligans..."

"Okay," Na Chen interrupted him, and when An He opened his eyes, Na Chen had turned over and returned to the passenger seat, "Let's go."

"Don't you say the car is small?" An He started the car and drove slowly towards the street entrance, "I think it's quite relaxed."

"That's because I'm agile," Na Chen leaned on his arm, "Don't interrupt, find a place quickly, if no one is there, or go straight to the fourth ring road, it's suitable for black lights."

Four rings are four rings.

An He was driving the car, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. This scene is really unimaginable. After eating, the two men got angry and drove the car all the way to the Fourth Ring Road just to...

An He never thought that one day he would do such a shameless thing because of a man, as if he had eaten four plates of aphrodisiacs for this meal.

"That Chen." An He drove the car up the Fourth Ring Road, the distance between the street lights widened, and the surrounding area became darker.

"Huh?" Na Chen's hand rested on the back of the chair behind him, and his fingertips hooked up and down his neck.

An He didn't know what he wanted to say, calling Na Chen was just to call him by name.

"Huh?" Na Chen poked his neck with his finger, "Why are you calling me?"

"Make shortbread for me when you have time."

"it is good."

There are many side roads on the edge of the Fourth Ring Road, leading to the wasteland on the outskirts of the city.

An He picked one at random and turned it up. After driving not far, there was only the light of the headlights left, and he stopped the car.

As soon as the engine was turned off, Na Chen jumped out of the car, walked around to him and opened the door, and dragged him down by his arm.

An He was pulled out of the car by him, and before he could see what was going on around him, he was pushed to the back seat by Na Chen again.

"I..." An He's words were blocked.

Na Chen pressed tightly against his body, poked the tip of his tongue into his mouth and stirred it fiercely, and then let go of him: "Master, can you spit out the stuff in your mouth!"

An He was a little dizzy from him, he tilted his head and just spit out the chewing gum, when Na Chen stuck it up again, his breathing immediately went astray, he didn't know whether to breathe in or out.

That Chen's kiss was very hard, sucking and biting his lips and tongue fiercely, An He even felt a little pain, but his desire was soon aroused by this madness.

The coat was pulled away by Na Chen, and the shirt was also torn apart by Na Chen. Na Chen's tongue was drawn on his chest, and his hands slipped into his pants. An He gasped and snorted.

"Speak louder," Na Chen took off his shirt twice, put it close to his ear, and pressed his lower body tightly against him, "I want to listen."

"Baby," An He put his arms around him, pinching his back, "I want to collect the bill."

"Go back and collect it. You will collect it for a week with interest. Now we have to make a quick decision. There is no foreplay, and we have to make do with lubrication." , "Little daisy like me, if you do this, I'm afraid I'll be so painful that I'll pinch you right off."

"Fuck." An He was pulled up by him and turned over on the back seat, his mind was buzzing, and he didn't know what to say.

"Come on, fuck it." Na Chen pulled his trousers up to his thighs, touched his waist and butt a few times with his hands, and slowly poked his fingertips in.

The fingertips inserted into the body with a little coolness made An He breathe hard: "Um..."

"Does it hurt?" Na Chen asked, and continued to slide his fingers inward.

"I don't know... ah..." An He was lying on the car seat, his heart was beating fast, his body's reaction was beyond his imagination, when Chen put two fingers in, his legs were a little weak, and he could hardly hold on. Live, "Ah..."

Na Chen leaned on his back, held his chin with his hand and gently lifted it, and said close to his ear: "You have to bear with it if it hurts, I can't hold it anymore..."

Before An He could make a sound, he pulled out his fingers, and then An He felt a hot touch, his body was stretched, and Na Chen pushed in.

"Ah..." An He frowned and gasped.

Na Chen didn't give him a chance to breathe, and pushed forward hard without pausing, An He's moan was broken in his throat by the chaotic panting, and he only groaned.

"Separate your legs a little bit," Na Chen breathed heavily, touched his legs and pulled them aside, supported his waist and began to thrust, "Speak out, I want to hear."

An He bit his lip, his breathing gradually became heavier and heavier, his moaning got a little out of control because of Na Chen's words, and slipped out from between his teeth in a series.

Na Chen straightened up, pulled An He's arm behind his back and pressed it, deep in and out again and again, and pushed in hard again, An He's body trembled with his constant impact, full of temptation.

He raised one of An He's legs, and slowly retreated amidst An He's intermittent groans. Before An He could catch his breath, he pushed in hard again. An He's back tightened suddenly. He buried his face in the car seat and snorted.

He likes An He like this, moaning and trembling with his rhythm under him, An He who is gradually going crazy because of his entry.

He touched An He's body with his hand, and continued to play with his movements. An He's groans became louder and louder, and surrounded him in the small space of the carriage.

He leaned down and hugged An He tightly, bit the back of An He's shoulder, and moved quickly, using all his strength every time he entered.

An He buried himself in the car seat, grabbed his arm with his backhand, his body gradually tensed up, and finally let out a low growl.The sound and the reaction of An He's body opened the outlet of his desire. He hugged An He, sprinted frantically in the tightened tunnel, and released it deep in An He's body.