Self-cultivation of spare tire

It has to be said that Xu Lanting's craftsmanship seems to have been specially practiced with a master master.In the past, the old and the young, who had never touched the spring water with ten fingers, actually made a bowl of rice noodles with dried meat to taste authentic, which coincided with the taste of their hometown.

The rice noodles are cooked to a soft side, the minced pork meat is stewed duck meat, the topping is the delicious chicken soup, served with sweet and sour pickled radish and capers, it is very appetizing.

Xu Lanting only made half a bowl, which was eaten up by Chen Zhu.

Holding the bowl, Chen Zhu looked at Xu Lanting, hesitated for a while, and said softly, "I'm still hungry."

"Okay." The man agreed, but brought a bowl of hangover soup and coaxed Chen Zhu to drink it, "Eat another bowl."

The smell Chen Zhu smelled at the tip of his nose was different, and the taste he tasted was not the same as before. He frowned and felt puzzled, but he didn't want to waste food.

While wondering, he drank the hangover soup with a sullen head.

The man raised his finger and lightly licked Chen Zhu's lips, "Azhu," he said softly, "are you still hungry?"

After drinking the hangover soup, Chen Zhu's stomach warmed up, and he shook his head watching him.

"Go to sleep, okay?" The man's voice was hoarse, and he picked him up before Chen Zhu could make a sound.

The young man's skeleton has fully grown, and the former thinness has faded away, and the flesh and blood are plump, and the bones are even.

Chen Zhu struggled uncomfortably, but was hugged even tighter by the man.

"Get lost..." A shiny lollipop suddenly appeared in front of Chen Zhu's eyes.

The lips were suddenly wrapped in sweetness, Chen Zhu narrowed his eyes, and his concentration was instantly drawn away by the sweet candy.

The man deftly melted Chen Zhu's defenses with a soft knife, and walked towards the bedroom with him in his arms.

There was no light in the bedroom, the room was pitch black, and the man didn't intend to turn on the light.

Walking to the bedside, the man's breathing became extraordinarily heavy, like the snorting of a wild beast.

Following Xu Lanting's footsteps, the lollipop in Chen Zhu's hand was suddenly taken away. Before he could react, he fell into the soft bedding as soft as pine snow.

It's so comfortable...Chen Zhu closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to feel for a quilt to cover him.

But the man bullied him and imprisoned him in his arms.

Chen Zhu couldn't find the quilt, so he raised his hand in a daze, and touched the warm temperature on the man's body.

It seems... quite warm...

He stretched comfortably, wrapped in drowsiness, and about to fall asleep.

But the man seemed to be deliberately trying not to let him sleep well, Chen Zhu felt drowsy, and only felt a slight pain on his lips.

Chen Zhu turned his head impatiently, but the other party intensified, and the force on his lips became fierce.

"Hiss..." Chen Zhu was bitten painfully, he opened his eyes slightly, and in the dark night, he met the man's blood-red beast-like eyes.

In just a moment, the warm palm covered Chen Zhu's sight, causing him to fall into the chaos and darkness again.

In the chaos, I heard the sound of cloth rubbing against my ears.The next second, the man's hand was released, and Chen Zhu saw the dark tie in front of him through the momentary light.

Chen Zhu was once again blocked by the cloth, and it was pitch black in front of him, so his senses became extremely sensitive.Chen Zhu could even hear the strong heartbeat in the opponent's chest.

The man's slightly cool lips swim like a poisonous snake.

Chen Zhu turned his head to avoid his kiss, and raised his hand to push him away—but his hands were quickly pressed to his sides.

The man's kiss was restrained and passionate, Chen Zhu turned his head to avoid it, but the man did not let him go, Chen Zhu only felt a slight heat on his neck, and then the passionate kiss cruised all the way, occupying...

Under the influence of alcohol, Chen Zhu thought dizzily, where is this... who is he...

The man's irresistible confinement made Chen Zhu almost unable to breathe.

This familiar feeling of suffocation made Chen Zhu feel a little stunned.

Suffocating but familiar feeling...

Chen Zhu opened his mouth and hummed softly.

Can't breathe... There were almost many nights when Chen Zhu fell into such suffocating sweetness.

The sweet voice of the boy still rings in my ears, "Brother, am I going to be very heavy!", "Brother, give me a hug!"

But in a daze, Chen Zhu seemed to see the boy's red eyes again, and he was crying and begging.

"Brother, I know I was wrong, and I dare not do it again.", "Brother, don't want me."

Chen Zhu struggled and called out, "Ye Xi..."

"Huh?" The man paused suddenly, with a heavy snort in his voice.

It seemed that he couldn't believe what he heard.

Chen Zhu murmured helplessly and in a trance, "Ye Xi...you are so heavy."

The man visibly froze, and the hands on Chen Zhu's wrists were severely suppressed, trembling imperceptibly.

Chen Zhu's memory was disrupted, he habitually slowed down his voice, "No...I don't want you..." He just didn't want to see the sad face of the originally cheerful boy.

That look was too desperate, too similar.

"Hey, don't cry...Ye Xi...I..."

The restraint on his hands was suddenly loosened, and Chen Zhu finally broke away from the man.

The fabric on his face slipped off slowly, and he stared dazedly at the blurred face of the man in the night through the small gap.

With similar shoulders and backs, blurred facial features, and a sense of suffocation that is strange but familiar, Chen Zhu didn't know what was going on, so he whispered, "Ye Xi...can you come down first."

Chen Zhu felt uncomfortable in his stomach from being pressed, he panted with his head tilted, and said in distress, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

He reminded the other party tactfully, but without thinking, the man suddenly lowered his hands, pinched Chen Zhu's face, and told him to turn around.

The man's voice was terribly low, but his tone was gloomy and cold, "Azhu, what did you call me, huh?"

Before Chen Zhu could make a sound, there was a dull pain in his lips.Almost instantly, he tasted blood.

The man's sudden anger made Chen Zhu inexplicable, and the rebellion in his bones was also aroused, struggling hard.

"Ye Xi!" Chen Zhu raised his head and breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't be like this..."

"I don't like it." Chen Zhu blushed, "Unfortunate..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Zhu stopped - the man's sharp teeth pressed against his Adam's apple.

As if being bitten by a ferocious beast, Chen Zhu would be torn to pieces in an instant as long as the man made a mistake.

The dangerous aura made Chen Zhu sober... No, it couldn't be Ye Xi.

Ye Xi is sunny and bright, but the man's body is full of gloom and violence...it looks like Xu Lanting!

But Xu Lanting had already faded out of Chen Zhu's world, and the strength and oppression of the man in front of him was nothing like Xu Lanting's usual indifference and self-control.

Chen Zhu had a faint headache, and he frowned, trying to grasp a trace of sober consciousness.

If it was Xu Lanting, tonight, he might be in danger.

Just when Chen Zhu was gritting his teeth and embracing the will of Ning Wei Yu Sui not Wei Quan, the weight on his body suddenly disappeared - the man got up, quickly pulled the quilt, and wrapped Chen Zhu tightly.

This is A Zhu, this is Chen Zhu...Xu Lanting closed his eyes, took a breath, no, no...

The man almost bit his lip to restrain the madness in his bones.

Chen Zhu opened his eyes under the quilt, and looked at Xu Lanting through the night. He was still a little dizzy, but he instinctively resisted this man.

Chen Zhu shrank back under the quilt again, looking at the man's ferocious back with vigilant eyes.

But Xu Lanting just stood there for a while, and then slowly walked towards the door.

He didn't even look back, as if trying to restrain himself, he didn't dare to look back at the person on the bed.

It wasn't until watching the door slowly closed that the spikes all over Chen Zhu's body gradually subsided.

He was suddenly a little uncertain, really, could it be Xu Lanting?

If it was really Xu Lanting, how could he let him go so easily?

Under the influence of alcohol, intense sleepiness enveloped him again, Chen Zhu frowned and closed his eyes, but he didn't sleep well all night.

Drowsy, he seemed to fall into his arms again.Only this time, the breath on the man's body was very cold.

It was as cold as if he had just soaked in cold water, and Chen Zhu shrank from the cold.

The car drove steadily into the night, and the midnight bell sounded like notes in a fairy tale.

At twelve o'clock, the time when the prince has Cinderella disappears with the bell.

The last trace of sand in the funnel runs out, and the night fades away.And the paranoia, desire/desire, madness hidden in the darkness... will eventually dissipate under the sun.

Xu Lanting belongs to the night, while Chen Zhu is running towards the light.

Light and shadow can intersect, but they cannot blend together.

At [-]:[-], the sports car took off the tail of dawn, carrying the sleeping Cinderella, and drove towards his original castle.

A sharp tinnitus caused Chen Zhu to open his eyes. He held his aching head, although his stomach was sour, but fortunately there was no burning sensation.

The hangover feeling was a bit uncomfortable, Chen Zhuqiang stood up and wanted to take a bath to sober up.

He unscrewed the door of the bathroom, but due to his unstable center of gravity, he almost knocked against the sink.

Chen Zhu supported the sink with both hands, and slowly raised his eyes...

Suddenly, he saw the seemingly invisible red mark on his neck.

The mark was very shallow, not a hickey, but more like redness from being rubbed hard.

Chen Zhu frowned, raised his neck and looked carefully.

He was drunk last night, and he is not sober at the moment, so he really can't remember the details of leaving the hot pot restaurant last night.

He only remembered that it seemed that he was picked up by the driver—the memory was completely disconnected here, and it was vaguely cold wind and snowflakes, and...

And the broad shoulders of men.

With a cold face, Chen Zhu turned on the faucet and rubbed his face vigorously under the cold water.

The icy splash of water made him wake up in an instant.

"I'm his brother."

"Azhu, the jade scriptures can be polished into tools—"

"Success, you like to blow cold wind, brother will blow it with you."

It's Xu Lanting...

Chen Zhu's face turned pale, and he turned on the faucet fiercely.

He slammed closer to the mirror, looking coldly at the light red mark on his neck.

However, he hesitated for a moment.

Chen Zhu knew exactly what kind of person Xu Lanting was, but he was just an evil ghost in human skin, if he really fell into his hands...

Then, according to Xu Lanting's temperament, Chen Zhu would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die.

But Chen Zhu woke up in his own room, with neat clothes, clean body, and no trace of traces - except for the red marks on his neck that seemed to have been rubbed.

Chen Zhu raised his hand, and slowly brushed over the light red skin... If Xu Lanting really made that step, how could he stop according to the man's habitual lawlessness?

Xu Lanting was a bad wolf - Chen Zhu never doubted this.

Would a ferocious wolf easily let go of the fat in its mouth?

Or, Xu Lanting suddenly lost some kind of ability;

Chen Zhu gritted his teeth and thought, either, Xu Lanting really didn't have that kind of thought for him, and just dropped him off last night.

These two conclusions are more absurd than the other.

After much deliberation, Chen Zhu chose to believe the first reason.

After all, that person is Xu Lanting, who put the prey in his mouth but refused to eat it, there is only one possibility...

It's just that he can't.

The author has something to say: #徐兰庭，不能#

Didn't write anything, just a kiss? ? ?