After accidentally kissing a roommate

Qiao Ping, who was in the living room, didn't pay attention to whether the two guests stayed in the cloakroom in the bedroom for too long, and naturally didn't hear any movement. When Song Xuan and Chen Aowen returned to the living room holding hands 10 minutes later, Qiao Ping Ping put the phone back into his pocket, raised his head and asked, "How do you feel after watching it?"

Chen Aowen: "Very good, give us the key."

The key was already in place, and it had been put on Qiao Ping's index finger, and he would wrap it around it from time to time, jingling, and when he heard Chen Aowen's words, he hooked the key ring and handed it forward: "Here."

After Chen Aowen took it, he lifted the luggage at hand: "The landlord's contact information has been sent to you, if you need anything, just contact her, I have to go."

Song Xuan: "Now?"

Qiao Ping turned her head: "Are you reluctant to part with me?"

Chen Aowen turned his head immediately, staring at Song Xuan.

Song Xuan felt a headache from Qiao Ping's words, and quickly added: "No...we just arrived here today, and we just decided to rent it. If you don't like it just now, then you bought the ticket for nothing?"

Qiao Ping shook her head and said: "No, Chen Aowen asked me a lot of information about this apartment before. If you ask such detailed questions, there is a high probability that I will rent it. I just wait for your nod. Although I haven't seen Chen Aowen for a long time. , but I still remember that this guy likes to do things with certainty, so I think you will agree."

Chen Aowen was listening silently, and asked at this moment: "When is your plane?"

Qiao Ping: "Eight o'clock in the evening."

It is more than four o'clock in the afternoon, and it is still early before the departure time. The location and quality of this apartment are excellent, and it is very popular. If there is no Qiao Ping, they may not have found the place they like so quickly. Chen Aowen asked politely: "Don't stay longer Shall we have dinner together later?"

"I won't stay anymore." Qiao Ping smiled with downcast eyes, the smile was very shallow, and when the eyelashes were lowered, it diluted a lot of flirtatiousness, and she appeared innocent, "I'm like an arrow in my heart."

After watching Qiao Ping leave, Song Xuan and Chen Aowen opened the two suitcases with them, took out the things and packed them one by one, then stood side by side on the balcony of the apartment and looked out.

The scenery here is very different from North Carolina, and so is the layout of the rooms.

In the past, they rented an entire one-story house surrounded by flowers and green plants. Because the land is sparsely populated, the field of vision is wide and flat, and their eyes are full of fresh and cool colors. Even when they recall it now, the scenes in their minds are full of Twilight and moonlight.

California is a blowing hot wind.

Especially when they stand on tall buildings, they can see the coastline that cuts the sky and the earth when they raise their eyes, and what falls into their eyes is the lingering light reflected by the sun on the sea.

The real feeling that a new life is about to start here really falls.

"It's so beautiful." Song Xuan looked at it for a long time and then said, "I feel like I haven't seen a tall building for a long time."

Chen Aowen asked: "Does this place look like your home?"

When Chen Aowen reminded him, Song Xuan realized where the sense of familiarity that had been lingering in his heart came from. He grew up in a coastal city, where the prosperity and climate were very similar to his hometown.

Chen Aowen continued: "When Qiao Ping first showed me the photos, I felt like them, and look over there, across the road is the Asian Supermarket. I remember that there is also a big supermarket downstairs from your house. "

Indeed there are.

Song Xuan was surprised: "You even remember this?"

It was obvious that Chen Aowen had only been there once, and they set off for Baku together after not staying for long at that time. Song Xuan only introduced him to the street outside the community on the first day.

Chen Aowen: "Of course I remember, that's where you grew up, and when you first came to the United States, you were so homesick every day, I must remember."

After Song Xuan listened, he stared blankly at Chen Aowen, his round deer eyes were extremely clear, Chen Aowen felt his heart itch, and stretched out his hand to scratch Song Xuan's nose: "Moved?"

"Well, touched." Song Xuan stretched out his hand to hug his waist, and pressed his cheek against the side of his neck, preventing Chen Aowen from looking into his eyes, "Thank you."

Chen Aowen: "You are still so polite with your boyfriend?"

Song Xuan: "Then what should we do? There is no way to repay your kindness and virtue."

Chen Aowen smiled: "This sentence is usually followed by 'promise with your body'."

Song Xuan bulged his right cheek, and instead of following him, he just muttered, "You really watched TV a lot when you were young."

"..."

Chen Aowen's palm stroked Song Xuan's back slightly up and down, took time to glance at an empty mattress in the bedroom, and put his lips against Song Xuan's earlobe: "The luggage hasn't arrived yet, why don't we Go downstairs to buy something and have a meal by the way."

Song Xuan nodded: "Okay."

A few days ago, Qiao Ping was in a hurry. Chen Aowen and Song Xuan arrived in California a few days earlier than originally planned, but the large cardboard boxes they packed were still on their way through the mail, and they were expected to arrive in two days.

The apartment was kept very clean by Qiao Ping, so it looked particularly empty.When Chen Aowen and Song Xuan left the house in North Carolina, at least they put some half-new spatulas in the kitchen for the next tenant. Fortunately, Qiao Ping took everything away except the most basic furniture, even the package. No paper was left for them.

Of course they have to buy necessities to save.

The downtown area of ​​Los Angeles is far more prosperous than Durham, which is not only reflected in the roads and high-rise buildings, but also the area occupied by Asian supermarkets is more than twice as large. At the same time, the types and divisions of commodities are also expanded.

After buying enough daily necessities on the first floor, when they pushed the truck to the second floor, they found that there was a whole floor of furniture.

Song Xuan: "It feels like I'm back in China and shopping at IKEA."

Originally, they didn't want to stay here for a long time, but the shopping mall is like this. When they didn't see some things, they didn't think about buying them, but after seeing them, they felt that they were really lacking.

Along the way, they put several things in the cart and left with two large bags in their hands.

After returning home, it took another hour to unpack and put away the newly purchased things. In the end, only the game console was left to be installed. Chen Aowen sat on the newly bought blanket in the living room and read the manual, while Song Xuan received Luo Ziyang's Incoming video call.

As soon as it was connected, Tan Min and Luo Ziyang appeared on the phone at the same time, their heads leaning together very intimately.

As soon as Song Xuan's face appeared on the screen, Tan Min keenly noticed the strange space he was in, and asked, "Have you already arrived in California?"

Song Xuan nodded and circled around with his mobile phone: "I've already moved into the apartment."

He and Chen Aowen had already talked about the move in the WeChat group. Tan Min and Luo Ziyang originally wanted to come over and spend a few days on the beach in California, but their graduate program spanned three semesters, and the summer semester will start soon. , came here from Texas and was far away, so I had no choice but to give up.

I can't go to the scene to see it with my own eyes, but it is still possible to watch it through the video. Tan Min looked at the picture in Song Xuan's video and said "wow": "Is it a new apartment? It's so beautiful!"

"Well, new apartment, I'll show you..." As he spoke, Song Xuan held up his mobile phone and introduced it all the way from the living room to the kitchen. On the marble tabletop of the kitchen were their newly purchased kitchen utensils, which had just been unpacked and washed. Line out to dry by the window.

During Chinese New Year, Luo Ziyang went to the kitchen of Song Xuan's house in North Carolina, so when he saw the new kitchen utensils, he looked puzzled: "I bought all new ones?"

Song Xuan: "Well, the new ones and the old ones are all kept in the original house. If they are too heavy, we don't take them with us. We just came back from the supermarket. We threw away a lot of things when we moved, and now we bought all new ones."

As he spoke, Song Xuan opened the cupboard and began to introduce to them the good things he had spotted in the Yachao before.

"Look at this set of tableware. There is a goldfish painted on the bottom of the bowl! Chen Aowen and I both like it, so we bought a whole set. There is also this ceramic fruit knife, which is very beautiful in color and made of jade-like material... There is still a piece of paper in the living room. There is a lazy sofa, I have wanted to buy it for a long time, but I have never seen it in the North Carolina Asian Super League, and here it is."

Tan Min was even more envious of his apartment: "This apartment is so big, which website did you rent it from?"

Song Xuan had already returned to the living room at this time. After hearing Tan Min's question, he secretly moved his phone and looked at Chen Aowen. Seeing that he was wearing earphones and was testing the sound, he looked away in peace and said to Tan Min: "It's not a website. It was introduced by Chen Aowen's classmate in junior high school. His name is Qiao Ping."

Speaking of Qiao Ping, Song Xuan thought of Chen Aowen's jealousy in the afternoon, and because of that strong jealousy, Song Xuan was hugged and sat on the shoe cabinet, and Chen Aowen's hands tightly grabbed and pinched the knees. It made him breathless.

The corners of the mouth turned up unconsciously, and the change in expression was captured by Tan Min: "Is Chen Aowen's junior high school classmate funny? What are you laughing at? Wait, are you still blushing?"

Song Xuan didn't notice the sudden pause of Chen Aowen's fingertips holding the gamepad.

Before he could speak, Luo Ziyang said again: "Qiao Ping? This name sounds like a girl. Are you blushing because she is a girl?"

As a straight man, Luo Ziyang has long accepted the fact that his good brother for many years is gay, but still maintains a traditional way of thinking.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he reacted: "Oh, no..."

Song Xuan also explained: "It's a boy."

Tan Min asked, "Is he handsome?"

Song Xuan subconsciously said, "Handsome."

Ahead, upon hearing this, Chen Aowen completely stopped his manipulations and allowed the villain on the game screen to be beaten to death.

And Song Xuan finally realized that the topic was being taken away. Qiao Ping was not the reason why he was distracted just now. Just about to explain, Tan Min on the opposite side of the video joked: "Handsome? Why don't you just change your boyfriend together? A whole new set of furniture in your apartment, and a new boyfriend!"

As soon as the voice fell, Chen Aowen, who was sitting on the ground, stood up, took off the earphones on his head, folded them up with a "snap", then threw them by his hand, and stared down at Song Xuan.

Song Xuan didn't even say "goodbye" and cut off the video. At this time, the phone was like a bomb, and Song Xuan threw it to the corner of the sofa. After this, he raised his head to look at Chen Aowen.

Song Xuan saw him from this angle for the first time.

The two of them are about the same height, and they are almost at eye level when they get along.For the rest of the time, such as kissing or on the bed, Chen Aowen prefers to hug Song Xuan, making him a little taller than himself, and when Song Xuan has to wrap around Chen Aowen's waist or support Chen Aowen After Wen's shoulder leaned over, Chen Aowen would clasp the back of Song Xuan's head with his palm, and let Song Xuan bow his head and kiss with a gesture that the other party could never escape.

Therefore, Chen Aowen at this moment gave Song Xuan an unprecedented sense of oppression, especially now that Song Xuan was sitting, as if the whole person was sitting in the shadow cast by Chen Aowen.

Song Xuan glanced at the game that already displayed "GameOver", and asked, "Did you hear that just now?"

Chen Aowen: "Yes."

Song Xuan: "..."

He wanted to stand up first to get rid of this angle of looking up, but as soon as he stood up, Chen Aowen stretched out his hand and pressed it back on his shoulder. Chen Aowen bent down and leaned closer to him. The two looked at each other. churn.

Song Xuan was wronged: "I didn't say that sentence."

Chen Aowen: "Which sentence?"

Song Xuan: "Change to a new boy... um..."

Chen Aowen didn't let Song Xuan finish speaking, and directly bowed his head and kissed him.

The incomparably hot kiss came together with the sound of violent heartbeats. Song Xuan closed his eyes and hooked Chen Aowen's neck to bear the slightly arrogant force. When he recovered, he was already lying on the sofa. The thumb pressed against the blood vessels on the side of Song Xuan's neck, and the slight pressure flowed along the blood all over his body.

Unadapted, Song Xuan dodged back slightly, and as soon as his lips and teeth parted, he called out "Ao Wen", and Chen Aowen pulled Song Xuan's ankle and dragged him over, blocking the call back.

So on the first day when he came to California, Chen Aowen was on the big sofa in the new apartment, holding Song Xuan's hands above his head with both hands, tossing and tossing three or four times.

Before falling asleep, Chen Aowen held Song Xuan in his arms, and touched his eyebrows along the brow bone with his fingers.

"Call me by name."

Song Xuan was refreshed and tired, his sanity had been slackened, his eyes could not be opened, and his body was covered with a thin layer of sweat. When he heard the question, he had no thought process, and only grasped Chen Aowen's hand according to his muscle memory. He put it to his lips and kissed: "Chen Aowen."

"Ah."

Song Xuan's last touch before falling into a dream was a kiss between his eyebrows.