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"Mom, let me out! What's going on?!"

Chief Song got serious. The speed was really not comparable to that of ordinary people. Shame, close the car door, get in the car, and lock the door. A series of actions were done in one go. Lin Kuan just recovered from the shock when the car was already moving.

He desperately pulled the handle of the car, but he couldn't open the door no matter what. The fear in his heart continued to magnify, and he didn't understand what Song Wenke was trying to do.

But Song Wenke just sped the car onto the road in silence, the sound of the engine running wildly seemed to bring the kind of crazy desire that was about to come out in the quiet car.

Looking at the scenery passing by the car window, Lin Kuan subconsciously fastened his seat belt, turned his head to observe Song Wenke's tight jaw, and dared not say a word.

Thousands of thoughts flashed through his mind, but in the end he became more and more frightened.

The road when the car was coming and going quickly.

Just when Song Wenke's villa appeared in front of his eyes, the fear in Lin Kuan's heart rose to the highest point.He gripped the elastic of his seat belt tightly, panicking for some reason.

There was a screeching sound when the car braked suddenly.Song Wenke loosened the seat belt, and as soon as he pressed the unlock button, Lin Kuan loosened the seat belt at the same time, then hurriedly opened the car door and ran out.

It's a pity that his movements are still not as fast as Song Wenke's - especially when the other party is in a state of rage.

Song Shouchang stepped out of the car and closed the door with a "bang", caught up with Lin Kuan in a few steps and stopped Lin Kuan's waist. Go to the door of the villa.

Lin Kuan thought miserably, Song Wenke didn't want to drag him into the house and beat him violently, did he? !Last time I was punched and knocked out a tooth, I don't know how miserable it will be this time.

...But he didn't mess with Song Wenke!

"What the hell are you doing, put me down quickly!" He struggled desperately with all his strength, and even started hitting the opponent's waist, but it didn't work at all.

Song Wenke was as hard as a rock, and he couldn't move it. Lin Kuan was carried all the way into the villa by him, and he never stopped struggling. Finally, he thumped so hard that he fell to the ground the moment he entered the door.

It's a pity that Chief Song has blocked the exit tightly, and Lin Kuan has no choice but to escape.

He raised his head and stared at Song Wenke fiercely, and asked loudly: "If you dare to do anything to me, I will not let it go!"

Originally, he wanted to express that he would never succumb to Song Wenke's violence, but when he said this, Song Wenke's ears completely changed his taste.

"You answer me first, did you kiss that woman?" He pursed his lips and took a step forward, his straight back and broad chest full of pressure.

"It's none of your business! So what if I kiss you? She's my girlfriend—" Once he got into an argument with Song Wenke, Lin Kuan would lose his mind, and even forget about breaking up with the girl just now—besides , he felt that there was no need to report this kind of thing to Song Wenke, and he was not his own.

"Aren't you gay? How can you have a girlfriend?!" Song Wenke couldn't hold back the anger in his head any longer, grabbed Lin Kuan's shoulders and shouted at him.

Seeing the other party's fierceness, Lin Kuan straightened his neck and choked back not to be outdone: "I'll hand it over! Can you control me, who do you think you are—"

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were tightly sealed.

Song Wenke had already lost his mind. Hearing those harsh words, his heart ached terribly. He instinctively held Lin Kuan tightly in his arms, and then tightly sealed the other's lips that kept spitting out cruel words.

Lin Kuan was so frightened that he froze. Before he could close his mouth, he felt a powerful tongue rushing into his jaw, curling his tongue up forcefully, and sucking the body fluid in his mouth forcefully.

"Hmm...!" Lin Kuan's arms were clamped between his and Song Wenke's chests, and he couldn't move.

Soon a few traces of crystal clear liquid slid down from the lips where the two met. Song Wenke seemed to realize that the other party was unable to breathe. He half opened his eyes with slender eyelashes and raised his head slightly. With a wide mouth, he didn't hold his head down again until he heard a violent gasp, and continued to crazily sweep the opponent's mouth.

I don't know how long he was caught and kissed before Lin Kuan was finally let go.The moment he was free, he could hardly tell the difference between the sky and the earth, and he felt very dizzy.

Then he suddenly realized that he was really kissed by Song Wenke just now.

It's not that he didn't miss Xiao Xiao, but this kind of emotion shouldn't exist long after what happened to Chu Yao, and what are the two of them doing now?

Is Song Wenke playing tricks on him?

His face had turned red.

Song Wenke still hugged Lin Kuan and didn't let go. He was still immersed in the too good taste just now and hadn't recovered yet.

For a moment, there were only two people breathing heavily in the living room.

The first person to react was Lin Kuan.

Realizing that he was still being held in the arms of the other party, he felt a fluster in his heart, so he pushed Song Wenke away vigorously. The latter was unprepared, and stepped back in embarrassment. Obviously with affection.

"Small……"

He was about to explain, but saw the other party wipe the soft lips vigorously with the back of his hand, and his resentful and flustered eyes were already blood red, which made him too stunned to speak.

Lin Kuan trembled his lips, turned around and opened the door without saying a word, and ran away.

He fled the house at the speed of his career.

***

After two whole days, Lin Kuan stayed in the dormitory all day long, not going out of the door for fear of meeting Song Wenke.At first, he was scared and afraid that the other party would call him, so after thinking about it a few times, he simply blocked Song Wenke's call.

How could he succeed?He should have pushed him away decisively at the first moment, but why did the two of them kiss so much that their tongues stuck out?

The more he thought about it, the more frantic he became.

Even when Ji Guitang called to ask him how he was going back to school, he was so frightened that he thought it was Song Wenke calling, and hung up in a panic without even looking at his name.

Ji Guitang was eating roast duck at home, confused, and made another phone call in doubt.

This time the other party finally picked up.

"……Hey?"

"Hey, Hiroko, why did you hang up on me just now, and who were you with?" Mrs. Ji raised Erlang's legs and sat by the dining table, gnawing on the duck legs while asking boredly.

"I... alone, in the dormitory." Lin Kuan's voice sounded a bit muffled.

"What's wrong with you, have a cold?"

"No……"

"What's going on, is something wrong? - Judging from your tone, there is absolutely no good news!"

"I..." The person on the opposite side hesitated to speak.

"Tell me - tell me quickly, why are you unhappy? I'll bring you roast duck when I go back home. It's not like you don't know about our roast duck. It's a fragrance..."

"...I kissed Song Wenke."

"..." Zhizhi pulled the duck leg with sour plum juice and fell to the ground with a "grunt". Ji Guitang grabbed the phone and opened his mouth wide, "What did you say?"

"Just two days ago."

"Whatthefuck..." Teacher Ji was so frightened that he started to speak English.

"Alas..." Lin Kuan on the other side of the phone sighed, and the two of them just wasted the phone bill without talking.

When Ji Guitang's mother came out of the kitchen, she saw sour plum juice and duck legs drooping on the tiled floor. She was so angry that she slammed her apron and grabbed the feather duster to slap her son: "Ji Guitang—! How old are you? You are still wasting food for me, are you looking for a beating? You haven’t been beaten for more than ten years, I think your skin is itchy..."

Teacher Ji, who was still in a daze for a second, jumped up the next second, dodging the fucking feather duster in embarrassment, begging for mercy in a hurry: "Mom, I don't dare, don't hit—"

Hearing the flying chickens and dogs jumping over there, Lin Kuan gave a helpless smile, hung up the phone first, and then turned his head to stare at the potted plants on the balcony.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Teacher Ji called again, with a straight-forward question: "Hey! How did you get involved, hurry up and tell the truth—"

Lin Kuan told him what happened intermittently.

Hearing what Mr. Ji said, he blushed and had a thick neck - he was pissed off.

"Damn, I knew this Chief Song was not a good bird! You still chase him every day to curry favor with him, if he is not more capable than you, it would not be called 'sneaking your face'! I am so mad, What kind of onion is he, he even cares about you getting a girlfriend, it's just inexplicable..."

Ji Guitang was not polite when scolding others, Lin Kuan nodded while listening, and his depressed mood suddenly eased a lot.

In fact, Lin Kuan simply needed someone to vent out the haze that was stuck in his heart that could not be dispelled, and Ji Guitang was the one who could help him.

No matter what the reason was, Ji Guitang always stood by Lin Kuan's side unconditionally, which was what made him most at ease.

Finally, Teacher Ji grabbed the phone and said forcefully, "Don't be afraid, I'll be back next week. If he dares to mess with you again, we'll sue him for sexual harassment! Afraid he won't do it!?"

After that, Lin Kuan spent half a month of "leisure" life.

In fact, Song Wenke was struggling. He tried to call Lin Kuan, but found that he couldn't get through. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that he was blocked.

Although the two have the same sexual orientation, Lin Kuan seems unable to accept Song Wenke at all.

And the reason for all this, they are very clear.

Even though Lin Kuan had the word "kuan" in his name, he still couldn't easily let go of this kind of emotional problem.

He would rather suppress all the weird thoughts in his heart than be with his "rival in love".

Song Wenke didn't know what to do.

He felt like he was going crazy.

He just wanted to see him.

Even though he already knew how that person would react to his sudden appearance, he still wanted to take the initiative.

***

A week later, Teacher Ji went back to school with big bags.

As soon as he appeared, Lin Kuan's dreary life became lively, and the unhappiness that had been smoldering in his heart before was digested a lot.

In his sleep, he would often see Song Wenke and Chu Yao unintentionally. In his dream, when he met those two people, he would run away in a hurry, and the words Song Wenke and Chu Yao said to him were usually vivid in his memory.

"How dare you steal my man!"

"I'm with you just because I want him to care about me more..."

"Sorry……"

If what happened to Chu Yao hadn't happened, he would most likely be willing to be with Song Wenke—or even take the initiative to chase him. Lin Kuan is not stupid, of course he can see what the other party is thinking.

But he couldn't lie to himself.

He just cared.

All tolerance was put on by him. In order not to embarrass others, he was used to doing such things, but this time, he somehow wanted to be willful for some reason.

He had absolutely no idea how to deal with the mood.

Until that day, when he opened the door, Song Wenke forced him to make a choice.

The author has something to say: I directly posted the harmonious version... emmm, you can find it by yourself ==