wolf sniff

"Three points!"

"Hey, that doesn't count, he rolled the thread!"

"There are so many things to pay attention to when playing wild ball, it's just for fun."

"Hey--"

Wen Yu sat on the bench and poured water with his head up, his neck was covered with sweat.

Chen Baixue handed him a pack of tissues, and turned his head to see what the yellow-haired boys were arguing about: "Have a meal tonight and continue?"

"Stop calling, I have an appointment tonight."

Chen Baixue pushed his shoulder: "What about lying to me, do you have an appointment with a king who has been widowed for ten thousand years?"

"The two of us have been friends for more than ten years, don't be fooled, I haven't had a good time yet, come back at night, three against three."

Wen Yu didn't say a word, his eyes were full of joy.

Chen Baixue's pupils trembled: "You really have an appointment? The thousand-year watch doesn't count?"

Wen Yu smiled and took another sip.

"Fuck, the sun is coming out from the west, Wen Yu won't be returning to Beijing, will he?"

Chen Baixue realized something, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to look at the high school wechat group, but couldn't find any clues after searching for a long time.

"Wen Yu asked you out? Are you two married?"

Wen Yu was still secretly refreshed, and said a few words slowly.

He loves him so much that he can't bear to talk too much.

"...So now, I live a 10-minute drive away from him, and I don't see him when I look down. It's a legitimate colleague relationship."

Chen Baixue was stunned for a few seconds, then hit him on the head with his mobile phone.

"You are stupid, is this the time to lick a dog?!"

Wen Yu blocked his phone with his backhand: "Fart your grandpa, it's only natural for me to find someone to drink soup."

"I'm really not joking with you," Chen Baixue put on the hat of a dog-headed military officer, staring at his eyes and said, "When an old lover meets again, where does the charm come from? Think about it with your [-]th grade in the college entrance examination. "

Wen Yu thought for a moment: "Memories?"

"... Conversation?"

"...Eighteen centimeters?"

Chen Baixue took back the phone, full of hatred for the lack of steel.

"Mystery, high-cold mystery!"

"It smells far away and smells near, you know, the closer you stick it, the less you will attract him, you have to do it the other way around."

"Let me ask you, now you're clinging to him and flirting with him, can he take you seriously?"

Wen Yu is thoughtful.

"I don't think there's any need to play tricks," he straightened his collar, "Yuyu couldn't hold back seeing me so charming."

"I'm going to continue playing, you can enjoy yourself slowly." Chen Baixue walked away: "If you like to play, don't play."

Wen Yu sat alone on the bench and enjoyed the cool breeze for a while, and the sweat on his body gradually dried up.

He lowered his head and sniffed his body, then took out his phone.

[If I smell it]: I have something to do at night, so I won't come.

Wen Yu slept until four o'clock in the afternoon, and was startled when he woke up.

It's over, the soup hasn't stewed yet.

He didn't even bother to bring his mobile phone, so he took a coin purse and rushed out, turned right 300 meters and found a vegetable market to buy a chicken.

The bills are new, shiny and beautiful for 50 yuan.

The old lady guarding the shop frowned and looked at the ticket, rubbed her nose and said, "Is there Alipay?"

Wen Yu reached out for his pocket and patted his head.

"……Did not bring."

The old lady seemed curious: "Are there still young people who go out without their mobile phones?"

After returning home, after the chicken was stewed into the pot, Wen Yu flipped through his phone under the bed.

There was an unread message three hours ago, and the pigeon was farting when I clicked it in.

After reading the phone, Wen Yu's face went dark, and he didn't even bother to reply to the message, so he dialed the phone back.

The first one didn't answer.

The second one rang for a long time, and the man was still panting when he picked it up.

The voice was low and hoarse, which made people feel crisp.

"Playing ball, what's the matter?"

Wen Yu smiled and thought to himself who are you in Japan now, the first time he spoke, his voice was flat and casual, and the switching was very natural.

"Not coming at night?"

"Well, buddy had an appointment to play last week, I forgot."

Hearing that he was still panting, Wen Yu turned back to the kitchen and slowly stirred the soup, the ending sound was just right.

"I just burned my hands."

"I've been making soup all afternoon and haven't seen your message."

At this moment, bad water came up in his stomach, and he tried different ways to hook him.

Soft and calm, as if it doesn't matter, but it has to reveal a little bit of distress.

Wen Yu rushed to the side to answer the phone in the middle of his game, and his buddies on the field waved their arms and called him back.

Hiss, why is it burning, should I take a taxi and come over to kiss?

The flirty words were on the verge of his mouth, he pinched himself without saying a word, and said flatly: "Go into the water."

Wen Yu responded lightly: "I'm hanging up."

"Wait," Wen Yu called to stop him: "Isn't your sister here, ask her to drink soup with you."

"She's on a business trip." Wen Yu smiled and didn't take it seriously: "What a big deal, please."

The phone hangs up.

"Come back soon—" Chen Baixue stretched out his arms in shock: "I'm about to be blocked!"

"Go in! Awesome!"

"Ooooh yeah!"

Wen Yu put on his coat and walked towards the exit: "You guys keep playing, I'll go first."

"Why are you going?"

"Drink soup with my wife."

"Depend on!"

Wen Yu hung up the phone, feeling quite good, humming a song and slapping cucumbers with the back of a knife.

On the other side, Wen Yu drove home directly to take a shower. After washing his hair in 3 minutes, he looked at his watch to pick out clothes and straighten his hair.

The door of the courtyard was ajar, he tapped twice and walked away, seeing the scent wafting from the direction of the kitchen, he reached out and pressed his face.

You have to wipe off the awkward smile before entering the door.

With a smile, he changed into a calm and indifferent look in a busy state, and looked at the water tank before walking forward.

Wen Yu leaned against the wall to pat the cucumber, and didn't look back when he heard footsteps behind him, and reached out to touch a piece to taste the taste.

Wen Yu knocked on the kitchen door twice with his knuckles, and looked at him with a frown: "Why isn't the door locked?"

When Wen Yu heard his voice, there was a kind of joy in his heart, so he didn't look over at him, and lowered his head to fiddle with the spoon in the pot.

"Well, I owe you another time for not cooking your meal."

As soon as the man approached him, his back seemed to be sweating finely, and he was instinctively lured to tremble.

Wen Yu didn't touch his hand, and stood not far away, looking at the chicken in the pot.

He was looking at the chicken, but he was actually looking at his neck and collarbone.

At this time, I leaned over to take a bite, and I was so depressed that I moved overnight.

Wen Yu messed with the chicken, thinking that we are really a pair of crazy couple made in heaven.

Everyone likes to pretend, but no one can play with anyone.

Nie Yuan ah.

Wen Yu was carefully assessing how bad he could be today.

Do you want to bite your neck, or just squeeze your waist with your hands.

Cooking soup for yourself in a baggy white shirt is not what seduction is.

Wen Yu raised her head, her eyes were clear and beautiful.

"Brother Yu, I didn't put much salt today, just a little."

Wen Yu hummed, put his arms around his waist and bit down on his slender and fair neck.

The taste is soft and bouncy, with a milky aroma.

Wen Yu almost beat him with a spoon, and slapped him away: "You—damn!"

The waist is so thin and the neck is so soft.

Wen Yu was still savoring carefully, and his Adam's apple twitched: "Do you have a condom here?"

Wen Yu made a gesture to whip him, but the latter immediately received a signal: "No trouble, no more trouble, I promise."

Wen Yu not only ordered it up to the point, but also knew which angle would be particularly coaxable, before Wen Yu could stare at him, he stepped back and sat down beside the dining table, just like a child with his feet upright waiting for the soup.

Wen Yu took a deep breath: "If you nibble on me, I'll give you soup?"

Wen Yu blinked: "You promised me yesterday."

Wen Yu thought it would be too hypocritical to act again, scooped up a bowl in front of him, and threw all the chicken breast and chicken thighs that he was least willing to eat into it.

Wen Yu looked at the man sitting there like a dog, as if there was always a big wolf's tail wagging behind him.

The two of them drank soup together facing each other, and after finishing the bowl, Wen Yu pushed and said thank you, before he left consciously.

Wen Yu waited until he heard the courtyard door shut with a long creak, then he picked up two bowls and went back to the kitchen to wash.

Halfway through washing, I found myself having fun, but also a little disgusted.

How hypocritical, you are two complete fools.

After the soup was finished, the two of them seemed to be walking back to parallel lines, and even the time for eating was staggered just right.

There is no chance encounter, no long-distance looking at each other, and standing far away when the flag is raised in the morning, no one can see anyone.

Wen Yu waited for about half a month, until Langwei started smoking the stool impatiently, and called Fa Xiao and his old classmate.

"Master Kotou, let's communicate."

"It's black, talk quickly if you have something to say."

"You taught me to wait a long time," Wen Yu said slowly as he corrected the paper, "What's the next step?"

"He didn't respond?" Chen Baixue pressed his phone EWQR between his arms: "Is he so stable? Didn't he come to tease you?"

Wen Yu laughed.

"Re-cooling can make it cold into the Antarctic freezer."

"However, Wen Yu's personality has really changed." He circled the wrong calculations on the scroll, without interfering with the work at hand and the conversation.

"In the second year of high school, you remember, the physical education teacher deliberately punished the boy to stand. He stood for 5 minutes perfunctorily, then forcibly passed out, and asked me to help him to the infirmary, where he turned on the air conditioner for a class."

"Wen Yu's previous personality was that he would never bear to suffer without suffering, unless he met that lunatic surnamed Zhao."

Chen Boxue hummed, and followed him while pushing the tower.

"I envied you all back then. You poked my deskmate with your arm to make him faint, and they called me an idiot."

"He got into a car accident later, as you know, his legs were broken, and he couldn't bear the strength at all." Wen Yu stopped writing, and his voice was slightly lowered: "But today's art festival, he stood alone with the leader all afternoon."

It was as if he had changed into a different person, stripping away all his precious and selfish character, and becoming forbearing and strong.

"Have you gone to see it?"

"No, my colleague is also next to him. He is so tired that he even praises him for his good health."

Wen Yu smiled: "Are you kidding, his leg almost made him unable to take the college entrance examination."

After Chen Baixue finished a round, he watched the crystal being pushed and exploded, he let out a sigh of relief, and fell down on the sofa chair to use his brain.

"It's not enough to just deal with it coldly. Let me think about how I chased after my Xiaorui... Do you two have any common regrets?"

"If you want to revive old feelings, you have to find a thread, and stretch this thread as it should."

"Regret?" Wen Yu closed the cap of his pen, thinking carefully.

"The one with the deepest memory... should be a bird."

He and I once rescued a magpie together.

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