love for a long time

"Young people are full of vigor and blood, you have enough courage." The old man said slowly.

"I haven't worn brocade clothes in my life, so I'm curious. Please forgive me." Rong Anzhu apologized.

"The clothes are worthless if no one wears them." The old man waved his hands, "Why did you choose this one?"

Rong Anzhu looked at the cuffs, there were several flawless patches and stitches: "Because this one is relatively old, it fits comfortably."

"Good eyesight."

"So I picked Xiao Lun for the rest of my life." Rong Anzhu smiled.

"So Xiao Lun didn't pick you?" the old man asked back.

"He picked me." Rong Anzhu thought about it and thought it was the same.

"You are not someone who can stay easily." Mr. Xiao said lightly, "It is not easy to be caught. Do you think I oppose you and Xiao Ren because of your origin or your gender?"

Rong Anzhu didn't answer, but just listened calmly.

"What I'm worried about is that you will end up hurting Xiao Lun's heart and make him lose everything." The old man put down the purple clay pot in his hand, and lightly touched the marble, making a crisp sound.

Rong Anzhu looked at Xiao Lun who was chatting with a beautiful woman tasting red wine not far away, and remained silent for a long time.

The old man snorted coldly, and stopped urging him to speak.

It seemed like a long time passed, Rong Anzhu didn't move until he saw the beautiful woman being bumped by someone accidentally, Xiao Lun held her waist.The two looked at each other and smiled, politely letting go of each other.

Rong Anzhu lowered his eyelids, and when he looked up again, he looked at the old man: "We have mature feelings and ideas, neither persecution nor doubt, calm and gradual progress, trust each other, and have always been frank. But I will be jealous." Rong Anzhu said, facing the old man The corners of his lips curled up and he smiled, "So forgive me for taking my leave first, and go rescue that kid back."

Old man Xiao stared at him with wide eyes, but he got up calmly, nodded to the old man, then turned and walked towards Xiao Lun.

When Rong Anzhu approached, many people involuntarily stepped out of the way, a little curious and a little awed.

It's not that he is so handsome and unruly and handsome, but that he is calm and soft, and it's not that he is dressed richly and gorgeously. Maybe it's because he was so low-key before, but the effect of his appearance this time is a blockbuster.

When he finally stood in front of those two people, Xiao Lun looked at him with a smile: "Why, grandpa allowed you to come over?"

Rong Anzhu shrugged: "He won't allow it."

Xiao Lun laughed out loud. The beauty was a little puzzled, but she also smiled politely.

Rong Anzhu then leaned over and whispered in her ear: "Excuse me, can you give him back to me?"

Xiao Lun didn't know what he was whispering, but saw the beautiful woman look back and forth between them with wide eyes, and then smiled clearly: "Of course, but you have to dance with me first."

Rong Anzhu said, "I can't dance."

The beauty said, "It's a lie."

Rong Anzhu had no choice but to look at Xiao Lun, who took a sip of wine and said, "En Zhun."

When he slid onto the dance floor with the beauty Elis in his arms, Xiao Lun caressed his lower back intentionally or unintentionally.Rong Anzhu didn't change his expression, he and Elis slowly swayed and spun along with the slow song, the dance steps were skillful, and the movements were gentlemanly, even the awkwardness of the original Tang suit was reduced a lot.

"No wonder Nicola's tone was relaxed and natural just now, with a cool and calm face, but she didn't even give me a look." Elis said with a light smile, "I thought I was not his style."

Rong Anzhu looked at her wavy hair, curly eyelashes, and glittering eyes, and said with a smile, "You are his style."

Elis shook his head: "I'm not the same type as you."

"You don't understand him better than I do." Rong Anzhu led her around.

"Have you been in love for a long time?" Elis asked.

Rong Anzhu smiled and replied, "It's been a long time."

"Why him?" Elis asked again.

"Why do you ask me that?" Rong Anzhu curled his lips.

"How are you going to be with him?" Elis tilted his head, looked over his shoulder, and glanced at the big guys sitting there.

"A combination of strength and strength is invincible." Rong Anzhu said.

"Haha," Elis looked at him amusedly, "There are so many wonderful moments in life, why bother fighting a mountain for a tree?"

"There are not many ten years in life, and right is a big challenge." Rong Anzhu said.

"What about success, what about failure?"

"If you fail, go back to your hometown to sell wontons." Rong Anzhu said with a faint smile, "If you succeed, you will find that person. It's not easy, but it's enough."

"And why did you tell me this?" Elis was really curious. The two met by chance, but he tolerated himself being such a gossip.

"And why do you ask these things?" Rong Anzhu still smiled lightly, just because we meet by chance, an insignificant person is an insignificant matter.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and finished the last dance quietly.When the end faded away, the two politely let go of each other, and were about to return to their original positions, when they turned around, Rong Anzhu bumped into each other's arms.

"I want to dance too." Xiao Lun said with a smirk.

The two men hugged each other in broad daylight and performed a slow dance under the watchful eyes of everyone. They were well-informed people, so they couldn't help but stop their movements and look at the two on the dance floor.As if the spotlight was shining on them, Xiao Lun had a nonchalant smile on his lips, staring intently at the person who was dancing with him.

"It's a big mess..." Rong Anzhu sighed.

"Who told you to dance so happily with her and chat so interestingly." Xiao Lun raised his eyebrows.

Rong Anzhu naturally knew that it was not because of such a reason, but he didn't say it clearly, just looked at him with a smile.

"Looking at it like this, I won't be able to resist kissing." Xiao Lun slowly drew the distance between the two of them closer, his tone ambiguous.

Rong Anzhu narrowed his eyes and said, "If this continues, there will be two extremes: we will be recognized, or we will be denied by everyone."

"Do you need other people's acknowledgment?" Xiao Lun asked back.

"You need it." Rong Anzhu said.

Xiao Lun looked at him, frowning slightly.

"You go back to Xiao's house," Rong Anzhu said, "You have been out for a long time, the rough stone has already experienced its own luster, and now it needs to be carved with precision. Go back to Xiao's house, inherit the great business of the group, and compete for your world."

Xiao Lun watched him silent for a long time, then smiled and said, "Your order is reversed, you have to fight first before you can inherit."

Rong Anzhu shrugged.

"Although I know it without asking," Xiao Ren stared into his eyes tightly, "but will you be by my side?"

"You know without asking." Rong Anzhu answered with the corner of his mouth hooked.

This is an era of sleepless nights. At eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, Xiao Lun's birthday party is at its peak.

A huge three-layer cake was slowly pushed out, and the old man of the Xiao family was holding a purple clay pot, standing in front with his children and grandchildren, and inevitably had to say a few words.

"My unworthy grandson, thanks to everyone's kindness, I think highly of him today, and come to this birthday party." The old man said slowly, "Standing at thirty is a good time for a good man. No matter how deviant he is, it is undeniable that the future of the world , is theirs."

With a smile on the corner of Xiao Lun's mouth, he put his shoulder on Rong Anzhu's, listening to the old man's nonsense.

"As we all know, this kid's wings have hardened a long time ago, and he can't wait to break away from me, the old man, and set up his own family. I said at that time, let him go and see what he can do." The old man glanced at Xiao Lun And the person next to him, "I'm telling the truth, I've suppressed him a lot, but if he is pushed, he can live in the same room as the kid named Rong on the floor."

There was real and fake laughter all around.

"The old man's eyes are still clear. Although he hasn't turned into a good person yet, he has been worn out, at least he has taken shape. His parents and I are always happy." The old man nodded, his mouth slightly curled up, "It's still As the old saying goes, one needs to start a family at the age of [-], and I am not reserved for the old man today, Xiao Lun has never talked about marriage, so I will come to ask him for a marriage today.”

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar, and their eyes naturally focused on Xiao Lun.

Xiao Lun restrained the corners of his mouth from twitching, and bumped Rong Anzhu with his shoulder: "So that's the plan."

Rong Anzhu smiled at the corner of his mouth, drooping his eyebrows and eyes, and ignored him.

The elders left first, and the rest of the young people, those they knew and didn’t know, played until two o’clock in the middle of the night, and then drove away in twos and threes, not forgetting to blow kisses and winks at the birthday star when they left.

Xiao Lun also dragged Rong Anzhu to leave in the end, but was stopped by Xiao Jian: "It's so late, let's stay at home."

Xiao Lun hung on Rong Anzhu's body, and said with a smile, "I'm afraid it will be too loud and disturb you."

The corner of Xiao Jian's mouth twitched. He glanced at his brother, who was thick-skinned, and then looked at the one next to him, who smiled lightly and didn't blush. He couldn't help but sigh that it couldn't be seen on the outside, but there was indeed a pot with a cover inside.

When they finally returned to Xiao Lun's own residence, it was already four or five o'clock. The two went directly to the bathroom, turned on the hot water and took a shower. After Rong Anzhu dried his hair, he went to help him turn on the computer. Xiao Lun, who was watching foreign news, dried his hair before the two of them yawned and put the quilt to bed—pure sleep.

Of course Rong Anzhu is not good at life with upside-down work and rest. It is his habit to wake up naturally with the sunshine in the morning, but occasionally he can stay in bed quietly.Especially in the winter, there is a natural heater by my side.

A moan escaped from the depths of his throat, and when he opened his eyes tremblingly, he didn't know the exact time. From the light and shadow coming in from the natural-colored thin cotton curtain, he knew it was about two or three o'clock in the afternoon. Rong Anzhu swallowed his Adam's apple, Comb back the hair hanging on his forehead with his hands, straighten his back, and lift the quilt.

The person who was buried under his belly and between his legs raised his eyes to look at him, full of charm.

"I'm not afraid of being bored..." Rong Anzhu smiled, took the remote control of the air conditioner from the bedside table, and pressed the switch.

Then, it's time to enjoy yourself.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?" .

Being woken up in this way is undoubtedly the most satisfying romance for a man.

Xiao Lun is already familiar with each of his weaknesses. He rolls his tongue up and down to lick the hot skin and raised meridians, and occasionally nibbles the soft skin at the top and bottom with his teeth. The two balls in one hand have quietly penetrated into the tight seam between the buttocks.

"Hmm... um...you are really... getting better and better..." Rong Anzhu straightened up, and swayed slightly with the contraction of his mouth, "No, it can't be done... ah..."

With a heavy sigh, Rong Anzhu fell back onto the soft pillow, panting heavily, and his mind went blank for a while.

Then he watched Xiao Lun pursing his mouth, sucking what he ejaculated just now, with a trace of white foam at the corner of his mouth.Rong Anzhu licked the corner of his mouth, and smiled mischievously. He opened his legs, revealing the secret between his buttocks to the man.

Xiao Lun lowered his head, and slowly spit out what was in his mouth, and dripped it into the red and soft place that had just been developed.Afterwards, he was not allowed to rest, a forceful push made his body move half an inch, Rong Anzhu gripped the bed sheet tightly and let out a muffled groan.

Xiao Lun finally kissed the thin lips that had been tempting him since just now, sucked them back and forth, stretched out his tongue to tease, and rolled up his tongue on Rong Anzhu's tongue to imitate the movement of his waist at this time.Rong Anzhu grabbed the back of his head and deepened the kiss without showing any weakness. His tongue retracted and protruded, entangled with Xiao Lun's, as if he couldn't tell whose organ it was.

Panting and separated from each other, otherwise it would seem that the other party would take away their breath. Xiao Lun paused his movements, raised his body, lifted Rong Anzhu's ankle to his shoulder, smiled evilly, and pressed down hard.

"...Damn..." Rong Anzhu suspected that his waist was about to be broken—he was not a young boy with a soft waist, but fortunately he usually practiced Tai Chi, and at this moment he could withstand Xiao Lun's gradually accelerating and ferocious force Moving in and out, even so, the corners of his eyes inevitably became moist.

"That's right..." Xiao Ren whispered in his ear, "I'm fucking you..."

Rong Anzhu's desire rubbed between the firm abdomens of the two, and the mucus flowing out made the stomachs wet, and the place where Xiao Lun entered and exited was also wet.All kinds of ambiguous and intense voices echoed in the room, until Xiao Lun pushed him hard, and his whole body was released into Rong Anzhu's hot and humid body.

"Huh..." After laying on top of Rong Anzhu for a while, Xiao Lun slowly raised his body under the gesture of the person under him.

Rong Anzhu's back was sore and his legs were weak, and he felt that it was worse than a fight with a muscular man, but the thing sticking up in his abdomen was still spitting out transparent liquid passionately.Xiao Lun held Rong Anzhu's thighs with both hands, watching his vigorous creature slowly retreating, and after pulling it all out, the extremely enthusiastic mouth closed immediately, as if he wanted to squeeze out the blood that had been slowly flowing out with the movement. White slime remains inside.

"Oh..." Rong Anzhu was also greatly stimulated, and he jumped with strength that had not yet been released.

Xiao Lun's dizzy pupils immediately darkened again due to the orgasm, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Not enough, is it?"

Rong Anzhu rolled his eyes at him, but because of his weakness, he looked extremely charming.

"Mr. Rong's appetite," Xiao Lun held Rong Anzhu's and rubbed it gently up and down, with an even more arrogant smile on the corner of his mouth, "but it has always been very big..."

Rong Anzhu wanted to say that he was farting, obviously the one who couldn't stop being unrestrained every time was the arrogant man in front of him, but before he could say anything, Xiao Lun hugged his waist and turned over, and the waist was stuffed A pillow was inserted, and then the familiar hard object was pressed against the entrance behind him.

Being held and rubbed in the front, pushed in and pulled out by Meng Lang in the back, Rong Anzhu had no chance to blurt out a rebuttal, and to be honest, he had already forgotten what to refute.But the wicked man stopped abruptly at the most critical moment.Rong Anzhu turned his head back with moist eyes, staring at the man bewilderedly.Xiao Lun rubbed the head of the cylinder between his buttocks, but he refused to enter.

"Do you want it?" Xiao Ren whispered in his ear, "My, hot, satisfying..."

Rong Anzhu stretched his backhand, held the naughty hard object, pressed it against his back hole, straightened himself up, stretched the tender meat of the hole mouth and the mucous membrane inside, slowly swallowed the thick object into his body, and then Prop up your body and half-kneel up, and start to swing your waist back and forth.

Xiao Lun was panting heavily and couldn't help himself because of his hand. His thoughts of teasing him were immediately thrown away, and his waist instinctively chased after Rong Anzhu's movements.

Rong Anzhu turned his head in satisfaction, took Xiao Lun's head, and gave him another suffocating deep kiss.

"Take me, take me!" Mr. Xiao took one of Mr. Rong's arms and shook it back and forth, "Take me, take me, Anzhu!"

Rong An was looking at the document in his other hand, unaffected at all.

"An Zhu~~" Mr. Xiao continued to shake, almost shaking his body, "Take me there, okay~~"

Rong Anzhu lifted the cap of the pen with one hand, and then signed at the end of the document.

"Okay, okay~~" Mr. Xiao opened his big innocent eyes, blinked a few times, and discharged the electricity without hesitation, "Otherwise it's not fair!"

Rong Anzhu finally raised his eyebrows to look at him: "It's not fair?"

"You've already met your parents, I haven't!" The man who was almost thirty continued to pretend to be cute.

"..." Rong Anzhu stroked his forehead with one hand, "Mr. Xiao, there are people watching outside."

The shutters are open, and the inside and outside of the office can see each other clearly, so in fact, the two secretaries outside and Vice President Yang, who is about to report, are doing their own things wholeheartedly, not paying attention to what they are doing inside. What.

"If you don't agree, I will continue." Xiao Lun threatened when he saw that acting like a baby would not change.

"Up to you." Rong Anzhu said calmly as usual.

"If you agree, I'll...I'll let you stay up there for a month." The threat failed, so I came to lure you.

"Oh?" Rong Anzhu finally looked up at him, with a little surprise in his eyes, "Just to go back with me for the New Year, you even let this?"

Xiao Lun nodded solemnly.

During Chinese New Year in the past, Rong Anzhu flew back to the monk temple in a small southwest town solo, and Xiao Lun had no objection, but this year there was something wrong with him, so he insisted on going back.

"You will be beaten by the abbot." Rong Anzhu said with a frown, although the conditions are attractive, but still need to be considered.

"I'm not afraid. I'm very muscular and very resistant." Xiao Lun said.

"I will be beaten too." Rong Anzhu continued.

"I'll help you block it!" Xiao Lun was full of pride and masculinity.

"..." Rong Anzhu thought for a while, and continued to take the next document.

"You're always like this..." Li Yu seemed to be...almost on fire, so he began to pretend to be pitiful, "Like a gust of wind, people can't catch... I just think, when you finally leave me one day , I can wait for you somewhere.”

... Originally, this countermeasure would not work at all, but it was just said by an elder a day ago, so it had a little effect...

"You have to make sure you don't talk nonsense." Rong Anzhu finally compromised.

"No problem!" The man who was promised immediately let go, picked up the document signed by Rong Anzhu just now, sat down behind his desk, and quickly switched to normal office mode.

A few minutes later, Vice President Yang knocked on the door and entered.

After getting off the plane, take a taxi to the bus terminal, take a car to the county seat, and change to a bus. The last part of the road is walking. After walking for about two hours, a temple that is neither new nor old finally appeared in front of us.

Rong Anzhu was wearing his usual light brown burlap padded jacket and a darker brown scarf. Xiao Lun beside him was wearing a wool coat of the same color and a scarf of the same style.

So Rong Anzhu took off Xiao Lun's scarf and stuffed it into his backpack.

Xiao Lun glared at him: "Is that an exaggeration?"

In fact, I want to ask, Rong Anzhu has never cared about other people's opinions, why is he so concerned now?

Rong Anzhu rolled his eyes: "If I debate Buddhism with the abbot, I can argue for hours without losing, and we can do it too. But he is old, and I don't want to hurt his heart."

Xiao Ren pursed his lips.

"I also want a place where I can wait for my return when I have nothing to rely on." Rong Anzhu glanced at Xiao Lun, "This is my home."

Xiao Lun wanted to squeeze his hand to encourage him, but in the end he put it on his shoulder: "Then it's at the door of the house, what are you waiting for?"

Rong Anzhu glanced at him, raised his footsteps, and the two climbed up the steps and crossed the threshold.

Life in the temple was a bit different from Xiao Lun's imagination, but not completely different.

For example, he had to get up at four or five o'clock in the morning, which was completely unexpected to him.In fact, Rong Anzhu didn't force him, because he was neither a monk in the temple, nor a layman who wholeheartedly practiced penance.

But Xiao Lun still got up before dawn every day, wrapped himself in a thick cotton coat, and followed Rong Anzhu to the hall to sit and listen to scriptures.Sometimes it was unavoidable to fall asleep, but later Rong Anzhu let him sit near the door, the cold wind blew in, and he never dozed off again.

When they ate, they were all vegetarian dishes, and Xiao Lun's face turned the same color as that dish after only a few days of eating.Seeing this, Rong Anzhu snickered, and dragged him to the back mountain secretly. Somebody raised a chicken circle. Rong Anzhu touched one with his skillful hands and feet, and cleaned up the stream in the back mountain. The two roasted it and ate it, which is quite ancient. The demeanor of a hero.

While roasting the chicken, Xiao Lun put Rong Anzhu's hand, which was red from the cold of the stream, into his chest to warm it.

After eating the chicken, the bones were buried on the spot to destroy the remains, but Rong Anzhu took Xiao Lun to the small shed next to the chicken coop, which contained rice bran, and Rong Anzhu sprinkled rice bran on the chicken, and let Xiao Lun go After filling the sink with water, the two left.

"This is Second Master's chicken coop." Rong Anzhu explained.

In the temple, most of them do their own food and clothing, so Rong Anzhu also took Xiao Lun to the vegetable field in the backyard. He was proficient in weeding and fertilizing, Xiao Lun stared at him.

Rong Anzhu threw away the pole, rolled up his sleeves and said, "Are you dumbfounded, Young Master Xiao?"

Xiao Lun curled his lips: "Why do you seem to know everything?"

Rong Anzhu smiled: "Thousands of sails are nothing."

Xiao Lun curled his lips again, but this time he didn't answer. Here, Rong Anzhu spoke a little bit from time to time, some words were okay, and some words, even he couldn't quite understand them.It's a bit like the "classic" he told the ladies when they were "business-related pornography" together.

The life in the temple was really poor and boring, but Xiao Lun never said anything.It's just that every time I see Rong Anzhu sitting cross-legged in the lobby, facing the statue of Buddha with his eyes slightly closed, I feel a little apprehensive.

The legendary old abbot Xiao Lun had never met face-to-face. At most, he saw the back of the old abbot sitting cross-legged in the front from a distance during morning, middle and evening classes.For the rest of the time, either the old abbot locked himself in his room, or Rong Anzhu pulled him out of the temple and wandered around the town.

On the day before leaving, Rong Anzhu stayed in the abbot's house for a whole day, leaving Xiaolun alone without knowing what to do, and then he simply went to the vegetable garden behind.He doesn't know how to water and fertilize, so he can only squat on the ground and pull weeds.

When it was time for lunch, Rong Anzhu did not come out, so Xiao Lun stopped a young monk and asked him, the young monk said that he was still in the abbot's room.

"What about lunch?" Sharon asked.

The little monk smiled: "The abbot has always insisted on not eating after noon, I'm afraid Senior Brother Rong will be with him today."

Xiao Lun said "Oh", and the little monk smiled and asked, "I haven't seen Senior Brother Rong bring someone back before, Mr. Xiao was the first one."

Xiao Lun's face turned a little hot when he heard this, but he didn't show it after all, he just pulled the little monk to ask questions again, changing the topic in various ways.

During the evening class, the old abbot and Rong Anzhu finally appeared, Xiao Lun was still sitting by the door, Rong Anzhu came and sat next to him, and listened to the monks finish reading the scriptures together.

After washing up and returning to the common room, Xiao Lun couldn't hold back after all, and asked, "What are you doing today?"

Rong Anzhu curled up on the bed in his underwear, smiled faintly, narrowed his eyes, and said softly, "I won't tell you."

"..." Xiao Lun snorted softly, then took off his coat, and threw the quilt onto another bed.