Tender trapping

The place Feng Shenghao chose was a Japanese food restaurant. The place is quiet, there is no lobby, only separate single rooms one after another, with tatami mats inside, and you need to take off your shoes to sit in.

Ran Xu had never been to such a place before, and put his hands cramped on his knees, acting very calm, but he didn't know that Zhuo Wenlang had caught all of them.

"Boss Feng is treating guests today, so you can eat whatever you want, you're welcome." He lifted the jug on the table, filled the small porcelain cup, and placed it in front of several people, his movements were natural and skillful.

If it wasn't for someone watching from the side, Feng Shenghao would have rolled his eyes right now.

As a straight man, Feng Shenghao still doesn't understand why Zhuo Wenlang is interested in the same sex. He looked up and down Ran Xu, and rated the child in his heart: beautiful is indeed beautiful, and I can give it a [-], but this body The bamboo pole-like body has no curves at all, and five or six points are immediately deducted.

Feng Shenghao's expression was noticed by Lin Yingying, she became vigilant, secretly thinking that this dandy must have had evil thoughts towards the elementary school boy.

The more she thought about it, the more wrong she felt.

Therefore, during the entire meal, even Feng Shenghao handed Ran Xu a napkin, which became a conspiracy.

Now that the contract has been finalized, Lin Yingying unceremoniously insulted Feng Shenghao several times during the chat.

Feng Shenghao originally thought that Lin Yingying was a sharp-toothed little girl, but he felt unconvinced when she said this openly and secretly.

In the second half of the dinner, the two simply put on a show of "Narrow Encounter Road". They poured several jugs of sake, but it wasn't enough. Halfway through the meal, the two continued to fight each other, one cup after another, as if they were drinking plain water.

The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and the two remaining people on the dining table were not spared either.

Zhuo Wenlang is used to changing glasses on the wine table. For him, drinking this alcohol is like not drinking. After drinking a small cup, my cheeks turn red, not to mention several cups with me.

Zhuo Wenlang saw his discomfort, and while Lin Yingying wasn't paying attention, he peeled a sweet shrimp and put it in Ran Xu's soy sauce dish: "See, you don't eat too much, are you not used to it?"

After Ran Xu drank the wine, his reaction became dull. He stared at the sweet shrimp on the plate for a long time, and then put his chopsticks into his mouth: "It's nothing." Zhuo Wenlang's face turned even redder as soon as the shrimp in the bag passed Zhuo Wenlang's hands.

I don't know if it's the effect of alcohol or something else, but now Ran Xu feels that the room is overheated, his heart is beating fast, and his temples are also beating.

"It's a little hot in the room, and the store has turned on the heater too much." He told Zhuo Wenlang honestly, and then took off his sweater. It seemed that only a white shirt was not enough. Ran Xu frowned, and carefully Shirt rolled up to the elbows.

Turning his head to look at Zhuo Wenlang again, he found that he had just taken off his suit jacket, the vest and shirt inside were neatly dressed, and there were even two beige cuffs on his arms, which were so snug that no one could find any problems... …just at this room temperature, it does wear a little too much.

Ran Xu frowned and asked, "Aren't you hot, Mr. Zhuo?"

Zhuo Wenlang watched with great interest the boy in front of him becoming bold under the influence of alcohol. He smiled, his brows and eyes curved, and he looked very attractive intentionally or unintentionally: "Fortunately, I will add ice cream to you later."

Ran Xu stared at him without moving his eyes. It looked like he was indeed drunk.

"Little friend, don't drink." Zhuo Wenlang took down the wine glass that Ran Xu put to his mouth, turned his head and kicked Feng Shenghao under the table, signaling him to drink as much as he wanted.

Feng Shenghao and Lin Yingying were trying their best to drink wine, their faces turned red one by one, and they were kicked by Zhuo Wenlang, Feng Shenghao finally sobered up.

After all, Lin Yingying was a young girl who hadn't entered the society yet. No matter how good her drinking capacity was, she couldn't play with these veterans. Although she was sane at this moment, she couldn't speak very well.

Going out to eat with two students, Feng Shenghao's original intention was not to let them go in vertically and go out horizontally—that would indeed be a bit of a drop in price.

So he made a few rounds, and decided to end the meal after eating almost.

Lin Yingying wanted to go home, so she plunged into the bathroom to wash her face, in case she smelled too much alcohol.

Ran Xu was left sitting on the tatami, cross-legged and staring at his fingers in a daze. He really looked like a silly rabbit who was easy to bully.

Zhuo Wenlang glanced in the direction of the corridor, then turned his head and took Ran Xu's wrist: "You yourself can't drink well, how dare you drink like this at the dinner table? If there are bad guys, you will have to count the money for them if you are sold out." .”

Ran Xu's eyes moved from his fingers to Zhuo Wenlang's face, met his deep peach eyes, and laughed twice: "You are not a bad person."

"Hey..." Feng Shenghao vomited very inappropriately.

Zhuo Wenlang turned to stare at him.

He waved his hands with an innocent face: "That little girl is really powerful, no, I have to vomit." After finishing speaking, he trot towards the bathroom.

The irrelevant people left, Zhuo Wenlang adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose: "Let's go, I'll take you back to school."

"What about Miss Lin?"

"She is not on your way, just follow me, and she will go home in a while."

The drunken brain is really not suitable for thinking, Ran Xu said "Oh", and followed Zhuo Wenlang out of the restaurant in a blink of an eye.

On a winter night, there are not many pedestrians on the road, and the neon lights in the business district are flickering. Under the dark night sky, the lights and shadows become strange and bizarre under the influence of alcohol.

Zhuo Wenlang said that he couldn't drive back after drinking, so he asked Ran Xu to walk with him for a while and go to the intersection ahead to take a taxi.

Ran Xu was not familiar with this city, he didn't know where he was, he just kept following Zhuo Wenlang, following the man playfully, stepping on his shadow with every step.

He thought, he really likes Zhuo Wenlang, otherwise why his beating heart has no intention of stopping after being blown by the cold wind for so long.

A car speeding past by the roadside, Zhuo Wenlang suddenly turned around and caught Ran Xu's childish behavior.

The wild rabbit stood where it was, blinking its eyes in shock. The fox smiled and stretched out its plush tail, playing with its gorgeous hair in front of the rabbit.

"Naughty." Zhuo Wenlang flicked his forehead lightly, then naturally took Ran Xu's hand, dragged him to his side, and let him walk side by side with him, "Go within my sight, stay behind I can't see you, and I don't even know you were abducted by others."

Ran Xu suspected that his heart was beating fast, and he might feel it through the blood vessels on his palm.

"Mr. Zhuo..." His voice tightened.

"Huh?" Zhuo Wenlang didn't let go of Ran Xu's hand, as if what he was doing was a very normal thing.

Perhaps Jiu Zhuang was cowardly, but Ran Xu said seriously: "You can't treat me like this anymore."

"Why?" Zhuo Wenlang let Ran Xu pull his hand away and asked calmly.

"..."

Ran Xu didn't speak, he followed Zhuo Wenlang silently, with the cold wind blowing on his forehead, he was mostly sober.

Returning to reason, he knew that once the relationship between the two people got closer, it would be like a car out of control, rushing towards an unknown cliff.

Ran Xu really wanted to know how Zhuo Wenlang viewed the relationship between the two of them, but he couldn't ask.

Homosexuality was equated with "psychological problems" in that era.

Ran Xu was too afraid that if he asked, he would be regarded as a pervert by the man in front of him... Zhuo Wenlang had already helped him too much, and even if the two of them never met again, Ran Xu hoped to leave a good impression on him.

The topic ends here.

Zhuo Wenlang stretched out his hand to find a taxi and sent him all the way to the main road near the school.

Zhuo Wenlang said, it was so late, and Ran Xu drank again, he was really worried about letting him go alone.

So just get out of the car and send him off.

At this time of the weekend, there was no one in the school. Ran Xu walked along the path to the dormitory, and finally stopped under the streetlight at the back of the dormitory: "Mr. Zhuo, it's fine to come here, thank you tonight."

Zhuo Wenlang reached out and stroked the corner of the scarf on Ran Xu's neck, his eyes were a little deep.

The dim light had an ambiguous atmosphere, and the white mist drifted between the two of them with Ran Xu's breathing. The time was stretched for a long time at this time, maybe five seconds had passed, or maybe five minutes, Ran Xu's The sound of the heartbeat is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is unwilling to extinguish the flame in winter, it has been suppressed repeatedly, and it has been vigorously raised again and again.

He heard Zhuo Wenlang say: "You can be as bold as you want to understand my kindness to you, Xiao Xu, I'm just afraid of offending you."

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