Bear infested attention!

When he was about to get off work, Xiong Haoran, who had just returned from smoking a cigarette in the yard, squeezed in front of Xiang Yangyuan and whispered to him: "Little lover, do you miss me?"

Xiang Yangyuan gave him a disgusted look and said, "You smell like smoke, stay away from me."

"Is there? I don't think so." Xiong Haoran sniffed vigorously: "I came in after blowing away the smell of smoke."

"Of course I don't feel it now, you will know when you have lung cancer and smell it again."

Xiong Haoran tugged at his ear, and said dissatisfied: "Why do you curse me for having lung cancer every day? What good does it do you for me to have lung cancer? Do you want to be a widow so much?"

Xiang Yangyuan stood up awkwardly, and stretched out his palms at him.

"Why?" Xiong Haoran was puzzled.

"Smoke, give me."

"Confiscate it?" Xiong Haoran held his pocket reluctantly: "I haven't learned anything else, but this trick is self-taught."

"..."

"How about it, if you kiss me in the future, I will smoke one less, okay?"

Xiang Yangyuan gritted his teeth: "You are dreaming!"

After finishing the day's work, Xiang Yangyuan twisted his sore neck, and finally he can leave work with peace of mind. He is the only one left in the office. Don't think about it, someone must be addicted to cigarettes again, and he doesn't know where he is hiding at the moment Create second-hand smoke pollution.

After sorting out the information of the case, Xiang Yangyuan was full of worries, and suddenly remembered the conversation between the two of them just now.

Could it be—is it really necessary to use that trick to stop him from smoking in the future?Now that it's a kiss, if that hooligan gets worse in the future, what kind of strange conditions will he put forward?

The thought of seduction flashed by, and Xiang Yangyuan ruthlessly killed it in the cradle, it's not his whoever, it doesn't matter whether he smokes or not.

"Xiong Haoran! I'm leaving!"

A few seconds later, Xiong Haoran appeared at the door like Aladdin's magic lamp, asking, "Where should we go for dinner?"

Xiang Yangyuan said angrily, "Are you pursuing nothing but eating and sleeping?"

"Yes, you."

Xiong Haoran answered as a matter of course, and Xiang Yangyuan blushed and heartbeat.

"To add up, it is to eat you and sleep with you, hahahahahahahahaha..."

"..." Xiang Yangyuan scratched himself hard in his heart──Why should I be tempted by such an unscrupulous bastard? !Have you eaten brain fragments? !

"Okay, okay, stop making trouble, go eat." Xiong Haoran put it away when he saw it, obviously knowing that Xiang Yangyuan was on the verge of going berserk, and if he continued, the situation might become difficult to deal with: "Teacher Would you please eat tomato and beef stew?"

"Eat whatever you like, none of my business!" Xiang Yangyuan closed the office window, drew the curtains, and said angrily, "I'll make it myself when I go home."

"Good apprentice, do you have the heart to leave your teacher behind?" Xiong Haoran began to be obedient: "Now I am not just your teacher."

"For me, you have never been just a teacher." Xiang Yangyuan sneered: "I have always regarded you as a pervert."

"Hey, it turns out that you are good at this. Let me tell you earlier. In fact, my nature is more perverted. Do you want to work hard to discover it?"

"Get lost!" Sure enough, it's not worth arguing with hooligans──Because, you can't win the fight anyway...

The topic of smoking was put on hold for a few days, Xiang Yangyuan didn't pay attention to it, until one day, he went to the archives room to look for information, and accidentally looked out the window, just in time to see Xiong Haoran under the plane tree again, leisurely swallowing Clouds and fog...

"Xiong Haoran!"

The person called looked up.

"I am here!"

"I see, what's the matter, are there cockroaches in the archives?"

"Come in and help me find something."

"Looking for what?"

"thing!"

"……what?"

"You'll know when you come in."

Xiong Haoran thought for a while, put out the cigarette butt, and walked into the office building.

"Good apprentice, don't you want to play hide-and-seek with me?" Pushing open the door of the file room, the curtains inside were drawn tightly, and only a small dim light was on. Xiong Haoran was wondering, hiding in the door Later, Xiang Yangyuan suddenly reached out his hand, grabbed his collar and pulled him to the back of the file cabinet, raised his head slightly, and kissed him on the lips.

Xiong Haoran was taken aback for a moment, and before he could figure out what was going on in his precious apprentice's mind, he felt his long-awaited, soft and warm touch.

Happiness came too suddenly, and Xiong Haoran, who was usually extremely sensitive, couldn't help being dazzled by joy and forgot to respond.

The other party seemed indifferent, and Xiang Yangyuan was so nervous that he didn't dare to open his eyes, and didn't know how to continue, so he could only stay in the original state, even breathing in a mess.

For a moment, Xiong Haoran was amused by Xiang Yangyuan's stiff look, took the opportunity to sip hard on his lips, and jokingly said: "Kiss me secretly, but you have to be responsible."

"Nervous." Xiang Yangyuan lowered his head in bewilderment, blushed, and murmured: "It's agreed, no smoking."

"Why?" Xiong Haoran was taken aback, then raised his eyebrows.

"You said it yourself, one sip will save you from smoking a cigarette! Don't be stupid!"

"I'm your boyfriend, you still have a purpose in kissing me!" Xiong Haoran was so angry that he pressed Xiang Yangyuan against the wall: "Okay, I mean kissing me will save one, but I wanted to Smoked two, now I'm going to smoke the other one!"

Xiang Yangyuan raised his head, his big eyes were full of anger: "Liar! How dare you play me!"

"What's wrong with you! Whoever asks you to kiss is so insincere!"

"Why am I being insincere!"

"You told me the conditions, not from the heart at all!"

"Ha! I don't even ask who came up with this condition! Besides, if I didn't do it for your own good, I'll let you die! Anyway, I'm free during the Ching Ming Festival. It doesn't matter to me to go to another grave. difference!"

"..." Xiong Haoran looked at Xiang Yangyuan dumbfounded: "Your mouth is getting more and more poisonous."

"Thank you, I learned it all from you."

Xiang Yangyuan looked stubborn, and Xiong Haoran could only raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, I was wrong, can we stop arguing?"

"Then you throw away the cigarette."

"At least it was bought with money, so there's no need to waste it like this..."

Xiang Yangyuan puffed his cheeks, Xiong Haoran immediately shut up, took out the cigarette case, a beautiful parabola, and threw it into the trash can in the archives room.

"It's alright, little ancestor!"

Xiang Yangyuan snorted, nodded, turned around and was about to go out.

"Wait." Xiong Haoran grabbed his arm: "Want to run?"

"What are you running for? I'm walking openly."

"My cigarettes are new, don't you count how many kisses you owe me?"

"..."