not as sweet as you

Huo Xingzhou squatted down, took a deep breath, then lowered his head gently, and kissed his eyes.

Luo Xing frowned, and subconsciously said something that Huo Xingzhou didn't hear clearly, and his mind was full of thoughts, if he could recognize him earlier, or if he didn't forget him at that time, it would be great.

For so many years, no matter how much he suffered in that "little black room", he should have missed him so many times.

He was so afraid of the dark, just because of a power outage, he was afraid of being like that, how desperate he must have been after spending dark nights in the small dark room!

He should have expected countless times, let him save him.

And he.

Huo Xingzhou closed his eyes, what was he doing at that time, having fun with his friends, living a life very different from his, and not feeling any pain.

After a while.

Huo Xingzhou let out a low breath, pulled him up from his arms, and said softly: "I promise, from today onwards, I will never leave you for a second, and I will never lose you again."

"Don't be afraid."

Luo Xing was pulled up in a daze, his face flushed from sleep, he rubbed his eyes habitually, and yawned a little.

Huo Xingzhou smiled and took a towel on the side and stretched it into his back to wipe his sweat, then went to unbutton him and change his clothes until the buttons on his chest were almost unbuttoned. Let him do it.

As soon as the shirt was taken off, Luo Xing came back to his senses in an instant due to the cool stimulation. He looked down at his naked upper body and was startled: "What are you doing!"

"The heating in the room is so high, you are still wrapped in a quilt, and you are sweating all over your body. If you don't change your clothes later, you will catch a cold." Huo Xingzhou took the clothes with a smile, and handed him a sleeve: "Extend your hand."

Luo Xing had never been waited on like this before, he hurriedly pulled off his shirt, pulled the quilt up to his chin to cover it tightly, and hurriedly put it on inside.

"You just ask me to change it myself, why... how come..." Luo Xing blinked his eyes in disbelief, and it took a long time before he said again: "Feng Jia and the others are here?"

"Well, it's been a while."

Huo Xingzhou got up, afraid of putting pressure on him, so he didn't tell him about Zhao Jiulan's arrival, nor did he tell him that he already knew that he was that brother.

After Luo Xing changed his clothes, he got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash up a bit, before following him downstairs.

Lu Qinghe and Ye Qiaoqiao had also arrived, and were sitting on the sofa chatting. Feng Jia peeled a ground of nut shells, holding a phone call with Li Lefan, arguing and scolding each other's dishes.

"Damn, you fucking hide in there. Didn't you see that there are people outside? Even at your level, my little uncle can't handle you." Feng Jia scolded and inhaled, fully expressing the tension of the game on her face superior.

Li Lefan snorted, and while manipulating the character to crawl into the house, he kicked him: "Okay, what does your little uncle Liupi have to do with you? The little uncle hasn't said anything about me yet. It's your turn to have a colored pen, right?" Uncle?"

A chuckle came from the receiver, but there was no answer.

Feng Jia yelled twice, and suddenly noticed some blood splatters on the screen, and then a burst of smoke above his head, turning into a square box. He threw the phone and rushed to beat Li Lefan angrily: "I let you kick me!" I."

The two were arguing, and suddenly punched Lu Qinghe. For the first time, he didn't frown. Instead, he stepped aside in a good temper, leaving them more room to fight.

Ye Qiaoqiao's sharp eyes saw Luo Xing and Huo Xingzhou coming down from upstairs, and she hurriedly said, "Oh, stop beating, they're coming down."

Just as Feng Jia said something about his cousin, Huo Xingzhou glanced at him and forcibly turned him around and said, "My cousin told me to let me eat more today."

"If you want to eat more, go to work." Huo Xingzhou tilted his head and signaled to the kitchen, "Go and bake in the glass house outside, or my mother will have to reprimand me when she comes back."

There is a glass house on the right side of Huo Xingzhou's courtyard. Huo Yeshan originally bought it for her to grow flowers, but she didn't expect her to grow anything and die, so it was left vacant.

Feng Jia let out a hey and immediately jumped up, went into the kitchen and pushed out all the dishes that Huo Xingzhou had washed just now, Li Lefan found a bundle of barbecue skewers and put them on the car, urging him to push them quickly.

Seeing their laughing faces, Luo Xing couldn't help laughing too. Ye Qiaoqiao and Lu Qinghe picked up the drinks and beer they had brought, and went out too.

The total distance was only more than ten meters. Huo Xingzhou was afraid that Luo Xing would be cold when he just woke up, so he had to put on all the down jackets and scarves for him, and then he went to get tools such as barbecue sauce and brushes.

Luo Xing wanted to help, but he clapped his hands: "Whenever it's your turn to do it, you can just wait and eat later." He took his hand and went to the glass house.

"They will see it, don't hold my hand." Luo Xing broke free twice, the glass house was completely transparent, and he could clearly see what it looked like outside.

Although he likes Huo Xingzhou, he also knows that he likes himself, but they... they don't know, and it's too strange for two men to hold hands, what if they see it!

Huo Xingzhou hummed and let go of his hand.

Luo Xing was stunned for a moment, then stopped unconsciously, and blinked his eyes as he looked at his back after taking a few extra steps.

"What's wrong?" Huo Xingzhou realized that he hadn't followed, and turned his head to look at him again. Luo Xing shook his head and hurriedly followed: "No, it's nothing."

He thought that Huo Xingzhou would embarrass him again and ask him to make compensation or say something, but he didn't expect that he would let go so easily this time without embarrassing him.

Is it... Is it that he has lost interest in himself.

Luo Xing pursed his lips, feeling his heart sinking suddenly, his eyes were sour and he blinked fiercely a few times, as if there was a breath choked in his heart, making him unable to breathe.

Huo Xingzhou pushed open the glass door, let Luo Xing go in first, and then went in by himself.

There was heating in the glass room, and several people started to work in light clothes. Ye Qiaoqiao was skewering vegetables, Lu Qinghe was wearing meat that was not easy to wear, and Feng Jia and Li Lefan were tinkering with the stove.

After a while, a plate of dishes has been skewered.

Huo Xingzhou poured the sauce ingredients on the plate one by one, and asked Luo Xing to help him carry them over and put them on the shelf. Knowing that Luo Xing didn't eat spicy food, he prepared some honey and poured it on the plate, and asked him to brush some while roasting the chicken wings.

"Ah, I can eat it, I can eat it, my father is starving to death." Feng Jia picked up a bunch of green peppers and a bunch of chicken wings and put them on the stove, and sat on a chair with his legs stretched out to start roasting.

It was snowing outside again, and it fell one after another, and the bigger and bigger ones fell on the glass top, and soon a thin layer of blanket was spread out.

There was laughter and laughter in the room, and Feng Jia was the best at mobilizing the atmosphere, occasionally flirting with Huo Xingzhou and Li Lefan, Ye Qiaoqiao and Lu Qinghe talking sideways, all very warm.

Luo Xing looked at them, and his heart warmed up. He subconsciously thought that he had never thought before that he would eat and play with so many people.

"Luo Xing, pass me that chili sauce." Li Lefan stretched out his hand and shouted. Luo Xing didn't hear clearly at first, but he almost jumped up and urged: "Hurry up, I'm going to be confused!"

Luo Xing hurriedly picked up the chili bowl and handed it to him, looking at the sizzling barbecue and chicken wings in his hands, and at the light honey chicken wings in his hand, he was a bit greedy and wanted to try it.

Seeing him swallowing unconsciously, Huo Xingzhou stared straight at Li Lefan's chicken wings, smiled, picked up a small fork and tore off a piece of Li Lefan's chicken wings, and handed it to Luo Xing's mouth: "Try it?"

Luo Xing took it, looked at the burnt chicken and spicy oil, couldn't help but swallowed before opening his mouth to eat it, but as soon as he took his mouth, he was sucked in by the heat, and his eyes turned red instantly: "It's so... so spicy."

Huo Xingzhou was taken aback. He didn't expect him to be so incapable of eating spicy food, so he hurriedly opened and listened to juice for him. Luo Xing brought it over and drank a few sips before he calmed down a little. He asked Li Lefan in fear, "Can you eat this?"

Li Lefan patted his chest with a smile: "Just kidding, have you ever heard the saying that eating spicy food can lead the family?"

Luo Xing shook his head.

Huo Xingzhou chuckled, seeing him take another sip of cold fruit juice, afraid that his stomach would hurt, he took it: "Drink less."

Feng Jia glanced at Huo Xingzhou, who was like a nanny, and raised the green pepper to cover his mouth. Seeing that Luo Xing couldn't hear him, he said brazenly: "Some hooligans, falling in love is like a slave."

Huo Xingzhou knew that he was talking about himself, and when he turned his head to pick up something, he chuckled softly: "I'm happy to serve him, can I care about you, I envy you and find one too."

Feng Jia snorted: "Forget it, falling in love will affect the speed of my shooting, I still... Hey, look, is that Xue Jian outside?"

Everyone followed his voice and looked out, but they didn't see anyone, only a shadow flashed away and was blocked by the greenery.

Ye Qiaoqiao's complexion turned pale in an instant, she frowned, pressed her chicken wings into the charcoal and said, "Feng Jia, why are you so annoying."

Feng Jia knew that Ye Qiaoqiao hated Xue Jian because of Min Yao, so she just talked fast when she saw it just now, and didn't think too much about it. Now that she thought about it, she coughed and said, "Ah, that, Huo Xingzhou, do you have any fruit at home?" , I'll get some."

When Luo Xing saw them mentioning Xue Jian, he hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll get it." Then he got up and left, and ran away without putting on his down jacket, shivering immediately when the wind blew.

He ran to the door and found that the door was locked automatically, and he couldn't open it.

This door required Huo Xingzhou's fingerprints. When he turned his head, his shoulders suddenly felt hot, and he was pulled into his arms. The familiar temperature and breath immediately spread into the tip of his nose.

Huo Xingzhou didn't immediately open the door to take him in, but worked on it for a long time before taking Luo Xing's hand and pressing it up.

Luo Xing was stunned for a moment, Huo Xingzhou lowered his head and kissed his fingertips, hugged him and said, "Protect this little key, don't get hurt, do you hear me?"

"Huh?" Luo Xing didn't react for a while, Huo Xingzhou smiled and didn't answer, but pushed the door hard, then bent down to pick him up, and walked steadily to the kitchen.

Luo Xing was startled, and subconsciously hugged his neck, "Why are you hugging me!"

Huo Xingzhou put him on the table, and there was a plate of assorted fruit cut up next to him, picked up a piece and fed it to him: "I heard Xue Jian's name just now, what are you running for?"

Luo Xing opened his mouth to eat it, because it was a bit cold and uncomfortable, he chewed it in small bites and then whispered: "Xue Jian is your friend, it's... not convenient for me to be there."

"What kind of friend is he to us?" Huo Xingzhou paused, and then said: "Besides, you will be my wife in the future. Even if you are a friend, you are not as close as we are. They should avoid you."

"Don't... talk nonsense." Luo Xing choked up, staring fixedly at Huo Xingzhou's face close at hand, an idea sprouted in his heart, and his excited heart beat faster and faster, almost jumping out of his mouth.

Huo Xingzhou heard it, raised his hand to press on the left side of his chest, and asked with a smile, "Why is the heart beating so fast?",

Luo Xing's back straightened instantly, the position of his palm was not right at all, it was not close to his heart, but... there.

He gently rubbed his palm through the shirt twice, and after feeling the change there, he chuckled: "Baby, what's wrong with you here?"

"Don't..." Luo Xing struggled to avoid him, but when he moved, he rubbed more and leaned against him more and more, his whole face flushed with embarrassment, "Huo Xingzhou, don't mess around."

Huo Xingzhou looked at the way he didn't look at the teasing, and after he knew that the person Luo Xing had always liked was himself, and even kissed him secretly, his heart was so hot that he refused to let him go, and he insisted on messing with him. Suffering will do.

"Do you still remember that you gave me a voucher?" Huo Xingzhou moved closer to him, changed his palm into fingers, and squeezed lightly: "I'm going to cash it now."

"What do you want to cash in?" Luo Xing held his breath uncomfortably, his fingers holding his shirt became softer and weaker, and he could hardly hold his breath.

"At night... learn a voice from Uncle Jiang's radio drama back then, and let me hear it." Huo Xingzhou's hand went around the back, poked in from the hem of his clothes, touched his back, and pressed himself.

The breath in the neck was hot, Luo Xing had no choice but to raise his head, but felt that his Adam's apple was immediately sucked, he licked it lightly, gave an uncomfortable hum, and gasped for mercy: "No... …No, I won’t…”

"If you don't know how to learn, our teacher Luo is so smart that you will definitely learn it." Huo Xingzhou's fingers gradually moved down to the waist of his trousers, and he tore off a small section with his fingertips, and then pressed it on the waist. kneading.

He knew that this was the most ticklish place in Luoxing, as long as he touched it, he would basically obey everything, so he tortured him unscrupulously and forced him to beg for mercy.

"Huo Xingzhou, let go..." Luo Xing's voice was already soft and trembling, and it overflowed from his throat in small pieces, and lingered into Huo Xingzhou's ears sticky and greasy, making his heart hot and almost going crazy up.

"Little boy, call me brother, let me listen." Huo Xingzhou coaxed him, and at the same time tormented himself, moved one hand forward again, pressed on Luo Xing's soft belly, and rubbed the tip of his nose The pit of his neck urged: "If you are obedient, just call out."

Luo Xing shook his head, avoiding his breathing, but only made the skin on the side of his neck tighter and more sensitive, every inch and every cell was filled with numbness, which made him almost collapse.

"Huo Xingzhou, where did you take the fruit!" Feng Jia knocked on the door outside and shouted loudly: "Don't steal it inside, Huo Xingzhou, Huo Xingzhou!"

Luo Xing vaguely heard Feng Jia's voice, and anxiously pushed Huo Xingzhou: "Is Feng Jia calling the door?"

Huo Xingzhou hummed, raised his head and said, "Ignore him."

Just as Luo Xing was about to speak, he heard the window behind him being slapped hard: "Luo Xing? Are you in the kitchen? Are you okay?"

This time the sound was very close, Luo Xing pushed Huo Xingzhou hard for fear of being discovered, not only did he not push, but he was squeezed between his legs and stood, pressed him on the table, bent down, and said silently: "Call Brother, I will forgive you."

Luo Xing looked out of the window unconsciously, and shook his head nervously: "No, I will be found out, let go, I want to go out..."

"I didn't let you go out, so I just called my brother. I won't call now, will I ignore me in the future?" Huo Xingzhou sighed pretending to be wronged, stretched out his hand to scratch his stomach, gently Uncover a corner.

He got up, stepped back slightly, and kissed his small belly button lightly, feeling Luo Xing's waist arched instantly, "Brother...Brother..."

Luo Xing was terrified, and begged for mercy with a soft crying voice: "Feng Jia... is outside, don't..." Then he began to struggle with his hands and feet, faintly heard the sound of the window, and his eyes were red. He was about to cry in a second, and Huo Xingzhou's heart softened when he poked him, and he couldn't bear to force him anymore.

He got up, stretched out his hand to hold Luo Xing, and interlocked his fingers and pulled him up. He lowered his head and kissed him. He was aggressive and made waves without waiting for his reaction.

Luo Xing's breath hadn't stabilized yet, he was startled and forgot to breathe, almost two or three seconds later, he started to lack oxygen, one hand was clasped, and the other hand was pressed against his chest, subconsciously bearing it.

a long time.

From the corner of his eye, Huo Xingzhou caught a glimpse of his face flushed and his eyes closed, his eyelashes trembling slightly stained with wet marks, he suddenly let go of him, picked up a piece of watermelon, put it in his mouth, and gave it to him.

Luo Xing took it in a daze, before he had time to bite, he pinched his chin and raised it up to kiss him again, with his lips in his mouth, sticking out the tip of his tongue and stirring in his mouth, a small piece of watermelon was stirred soft, red Juice dripped from his mouth, staining his chin.

Luo Xing had never been teased like this before. He pushed him away uncomfortably, breathing heavily, and it took him a while to recover. Huo Xingzhou smiled and wiped the corners of his lips: "Is it delicious?"

Luo Xing looked at him, not knowing whether it was intentional or not, he stretched out his tongue and lightly licked his lower lip, and let out a low "hmm" with his ears flushed.

Huo Xingzhou's heart was softened by his unadorned teasing, he raised his hand to hug him, and lightly bit the side of his neck, "Little boy."

"Ah."

-

When Huo Xingzhou brought a large plate of fruit, several people were almost finished eating, Feng Jia smiled maliciously: "Cousin, are you full?"

Huo Xingzhou didn't pay attention to his address in the first half of the sentence, and laughed: "There is no time when you are full."

Luo Xing asked suspiciously, "What cousin?"

Feng Jia just wanted to speak, but was forced back by Huo Xingzhou's smiling eyes. After thinking about it, he said cautiously: "It's like this, I recently played a game with Brother Zhou, and I was a younger brother in it."

Luo Xing turned his head away to look at Huo Xingzhou's half-smile expression, took his roasted mushroom, took a bite, and thought: I'm not stupid.

But seeing Feng Jia's flustered expression, he didn't ask after all, so he could ask Huo Xingzhou tonight.

Ye Qiaoqiao and Lu Qinghe were full, and ran to the side to watch the snow, and Li Lefan was almost done eating, so he asked Ye Qiaoqiao and the others to go out and build a snowman together.

For a while, there were only Huo Xingzhou and Luo Xing left in the room, quietly roasting something, and occasionally, the oil from the roasting dripped onto the charcoal fire, igniting flames and smoke.

Huo Xingzhou was afraid that he would be uncomfortable, so he asked him to sit a little farther away, but Luo Xing had never grilled meat like this before and thought it was fun, "It's not uncomfortable, I...I want to grill it for you."

Huo Xingzhou was startled, and smiled: "Okay, I like meat, not vegetarian."

"Yeah." Luo Xing picked up a bunch of the biggest ones, put them on the stove and started roasting them earnestly. His face was flushed by the charcoal fire, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and a little sweat dripped from the tip of his small nose.

Huo Xingzhou's heart was so soft that he wanted to hold him in his arms, holding him in his arms every day, not even letting him be blown by the wind, so that he could only laugh and not feel sad in his life.

Probably because his gaze was too intense, Luo Xing turned his head to look at him: "What's the matter? Is there something on my face..." He was about to touch it, but was stopped by Huo Xingzhou, and he scraped off the sweat from the tip of his nose with his fingers Zhu smiled and said, "No, just look at you."

Luo Xing blinked, and shyly avoided his gaze: "Look at what I'm doing."

Huo Xingzhou looked at him with a big grin: "You look good, I like to see you."

Luo Xing felt a stab in his heart, and hurriedly withdrew his sight, and moved back to the barbecue, feeling that a lot of oil had emerged from the outside, and it looked brown and delicious.

"Taste it." Luo Xing blew on the barbecue, then handed it to him, seeing that he was still looking at him, he urged embarrassingly, "Hurry up... eat it."

Huo Xingzhou took it, blew it, took a bite, and suddenly froze.

Luo Xing asked nervously, "Is it delicious?"

Huo Xingzhou took two hard bites, and then swallowed it quickly, "It's delicious, our little boy is really the best in everything he does."

Luo Xing rolled his eyes and laughed, and then he was relieved, turned his head to see that he had finished eating, took out a piece of paper and wiped his hands, "After that, I will bake it for you."

Huo Xingzhou nodded, smiled and said, "Okay."

At his level, it can be seen that the meat has not been roasted, the outside is burnt and bitter, the inside is not cooked, and it is half-cooked and fishy, ​​which makes it impossible to understand what kind of devil's food this is.

Huo Xingzhou saw that he was thinking about roasting it, and asked him nervously if it was good, unwilling to let him down, he ate it all as a delicacy.

"Are you still eating? Are you full?" Luo Xing saw that Huo Xingzhou had been drinking water, and looked at the charcoal fire in the stove, and asked again.

"Do you still want to bake?" Huo Xingzhou poured some warm water and handed it to Luo Xing to drink, "If you still want to bake, I can still eat it. If you don't want to bake, let's go out and build a snowman together, which is better than Lu Qinghe. They're pretty good looking."

Luo Xing turned his head and saw Lu Qinghe undoing his scarf to the snowman. He was immediately attracted, nodded and said, "Then let's go too."

Huo Xingzhou heaved a sigh of relief, took another sip of water, pulled him up, put out the carbon, and went to the door to get dressed.

"I wear it myself." Luo Xing blinked, and whispered, "I'm not a child, so I don't want you to wear it for me."

When Huo Xingzhou heard this, he laughed: "I like to treat you like a child. It's best to be in my arms every day, hold you in my palm, dress you, feed you, and play with you."

Seeing that he was talking too much, Luo Xing grabbed the scarf in his hand, wrapped it around indiscriminately, pushed open the door and ran out.

Huo Xingzhou looked at his fleeing back, and smiled softly: "Is this considered petting? There will be more in the future, a lifetime is so long, prepare a bit, boy."