I'm down after reuniting with my ex

The burnt smoke was thrown into the trash can by Wen Yan, and there were many other things thrown away together.

Wen Yan stared at the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him, he felt that he should be drunk.

Otherwise, why would you want this person so much, even if your mind is in a daze, but you want to hold him.

Hold on to this... whoever you didn't hold on to when you were young.

Even if the body trembles subconsciously.

"You're drunk." Ji Changan didn't back away, looked at him with lowered eyebrows, and said.

"I'm very sober. I've never been so sober before." Wen Yan's voice was low and hoarse. When he spoke, his lips were more colorful because of drinking, and some white spots could be seen between opening and closing. "I have thought of many ways. People, only by stepping on your dignity and planning your spine can you get revenge on you."

He was actually feeling very uncomfortable, which meant that Ji Changan didn't want to be with him at all.

"You think so?" Ji Changan felt that he didn't understand Wen Yan's brain circuit very well, "I asked you to borrow money, and you will buy me directly?"

"Yeah." He didn't flinch, and there was a shocking persistence in his moist pupils, "After so many years, do you think there was any relationship between us before, except for the flesh and blood business, why did you let me Lend you money? Don’t you think homosexuality is disgusting? I just want to disgust you.”

You don't look like you have no affection...

Wen Yan will never guess how deep love is written in his eyes, it has become his instinct, and he can't hide it.

"Oh..." Ji Changan nodded, "Deal."

He had already said this, but the other party still didn't show any extra expressions.

Wen Yan was stung. He pushed Ji Changan to the wall. He was exactly 1.8 meters, much shorter than Ji Changan who was 1.9 meters faster.

The fingers are wrapped around the tie, the black and white are clearly defined and beautiful.

Pulling down, Wen Yan fiercely kissed her.

The love when I was young, the pursuit of someone on the bright side, the innocence is like gardenias blooming in the campus, it is rare to hold hands, let alone the kiss that sticks to the forehead and wipes the cheek.

Wen Yan has long coveted this taste, when he was still cowardly and humble with glasses.

He was thinking too when he was electrocuted enough to vomit.

Now that I finally kissed him, the man's lips were not as soft as imagined, but at the moment of sticking, it seemed that in a world full of night, light suddenly burst out.

Wen Yan was stunned, the ferocity in his eyes turned into confusion, and the fingers holding the tie showed signs of loosening amidst the stiffness.

The eyelashes are distinct, curled and warped.

A cat is still a cat, no matter whether it stretches its claws or retracts its claws, it's just more obedient.

Wen Yan's body was weak, he subconsciously wanted to step back, a big hand wrapped around his waist, through the thin shirt, the heat was astonishingly hot.

From the side of the fair and delicate neck, the spring breeze begins to pass, and it is pink.

Wen Yan didn't even have time to react, the other hand of the man clasped the back of his head, covering his lips.

As if to teach him what kissing is, soft and domineering, like eating ice cream, almost licking Wen Yan to melt.

Ji Changan's hand, even on the side of Wen Yan's slender waist, kept tightening and stroking. Through the fabric, butterfly bone, and waist, the foggy and beautiful rivers and mountains were lingering and setting fire.

Closer, the air is like boiled syrup, and every time it is stirred, it pulls sugar strands.

It's the first time for two people to kiss, and there will always be one who will learn without a teacher and will be strong and domineering.

What's more, the other one was so drunk that he sent himself up with the most shrewd appearance.

His eyes closed at some point, his eyelashes were trembling, with physiological tears hanging down, and the end of his eyes and cheeks were pink.

not enough.

Ji Changan's fingers slid across the back of his neck, lingering to the tip of his chin, and pinched it.

Elevate, so that the rosy lips and the fragile white Adam's apple have nowhere to escape, the kiss of adults, especially after alcohol catalysis, is more indulgent.

In his heart, Ji Changan was also extremely domineering.

After tasting the sweetness of ice cream, it seemed that something inexplicably inspired him to tighten up and hold him tighter.

Wearing a suit and provocatively saying that he wants to buy himself, the person with red eyes can only kiss himself, so beautiful.

I want to bully him harder.

So, pinching his chin, prying open the opponent's teeth, he rolled softly and domineeringly without a teacher.

Not breathing well, Wen Yan tried to push Ji Changan away, and with an inaudible whining sound at the end, he opened his eyes wet with mist, and he glared at Ji Changan.

But more like a grievance.

Wen Yan didn't know, but his aggrieved appearance was very good-looking, very easy to bully, and very stubborn.