Borrowing a Kiss

Although Cen Nan didn't live at home for several days, the house was not in a mess. The housekeeper may have just come to clean it, and there was a bunch of fresh calla lilies in the vase.

The last time Liang Muqiu entered Cen Nan's bedroom was when he went to Song Wei's company's party. He was drunk and couldn't enter the house, so Cen Nan took him back to the bedroom to take care of him. Nan begs him for a chance to get back together.

Now that he came in again, Liang Muqiu sat on the carpet, feeling a little uncomfortable, because he wanted to watch a movie, the lights in the room were turned off, and only the light from the screen appeared hazy.

They still watched the old movie - "Love Letter".

Liang Muqiu likes to go to the cinema to watch new movies. He likes to sit in a dark room and watch this kind of nostalgic movies.

Cen Nan brought a tray of snacks from the kitchen as an appetizer, and then sat down beside Liang Muqiu. The two of them were very close, shoulders touching.

Liang Muqiu tried his best to focus on the movie.

He had seen "Love Letter" before, but it had been many years, and he could hardly remember the plot. Takashi Kashiwahara's clean and handsome face appeared on the screen, wearing a dark school uniform, reading a book in the sun.

Based on the aesthetics of a gay guy, he raised his eyebrows, "The hero of a campus movie has to find this kind of actor. He looks convincing."

Cen Nan asked, "Do you like him?"

"I can't tell," Liang Muqiu thought for a while, "I think the face is pretty, but I don't know. I like Rong Yuchen and Lin Si better."

The two people he mentioned, one is this year's Golden Rain Award Best Actor, and the other is Shidi, who has been in office for three consecutive terms. route.

Cen Nan didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, and after thinking for a while, he remembered who these two were.He smiled and said, "Hua Xin, you still liked Zhou Chu when you were in college, and I stayed up all night to accompany you to his concert."

Liang Muqiu had almost forgotten who Zhou Chu was, and it took him a long time to remember. He was the face of a boy group that was very popular in his college days. A bunch of Zhou Chu's business and surroundings.

Cen Nan watched him stick posters on the wall, his face turned black with jealousy.

But after Zhou Chuyin retired, he gradually forgot about this person.

Liang Muqiu also smiled. When he was young, he met someone and loved him. One day he looked good-looking, and the next day he was flirtatious. However, time has passed and he has stepped into the entertainment circle by himself, but he has lost the enthusiasm he had before.

He shrugged, "It's not like you don't know, I've been hot for 3 minutes."

He has lived until now, the most persistent thing, apart from writing, is the only thing that is in love with Cen Nan.

He pouted, looked at the male Fujii tree and the female Fujii tree who were secretly in love with each other in the movie, but didn't make it clear, and said suddenly, "Actually, I think you are quite similar to that male Fujii tree."

Cen Nan looked over in surprise, he glanced at the screen, "Where does it look like?"

Liang Muqiu hugged the wine glass, he had already drunk almost half of the glass, the red wine would not make him drunk quickly, but it was kind of smoky.

He whispered, "It's not about looks, of course you look different, but with this coquettish look, you won't even say you like it, but only have a crush on it. Really, it's exactly the same."

He turned his head to look at Cen Nan, in the darkness, his eyes were wet like a deer.

They both knew what he meant.

After he fell in love with Cen Nan, Cen Nan confessed that it was love at first sight when he saw Liang Muqiu sitting by the window on the day he transferred schools.

The person who confessed was Liang Muqiu.

It was Cen Nan who was tempted first.

He had just awakened to his sexual orientation at that time, because his parents changed jobs and came to Bincheng, he thought it would be another boring year, but when he walked into the classroom of the third year of high school, there were fifty high school students in school uniforms, But he saw Liang Muqiu sitting in the third row from the bottom by the window, with a face as clear as jade, a white shirt, black soft short hair, very well-behaved, but lively eyes, looking at him with a smile.

He was like willow cotton on a branch in March, light and soft, drifting into Cen Nan's heart with the wind.

Cen Nan laughed slowly.

He held Liang Muqiu, "Yes, I liked you first."

At that time, he was sitting at the table next to Liang Muqiu, and was moved by Liang Muqiu's liveliness and gentleness. His eyes followed him subconsciously. He got angry when he saw him talking to others, and he was also annoyed when he saw a girl confessing to Liang Muqiu.After eating a lot of dry vinegar, high school student Liang Muqiu didn't notice it.

Liang Muqiu clicked his tongue, and his mind was no longer on the movie.

He said to Cen Nan, "Are you saying that you are boring, you like me but you don't say anything, if I didn't confess to you, we would have missed it like in the movie."

He was quite proud of the thought, and thought himself very brave.

He said again, "Just tell you something, do you know why I confessed to you?"

Cen Nan stopped watching movies, and looked at him with a half-smile, "Why?"

Liang Muqiu was proud, "Because I was awake when you secretly kissed me in the library."

Before he confessed to Cen Nan, he also wavered. When he was a teenager, falling in love with the same sex was still a big thing. The failure of the confession is not the most terrible thing. If Cen Nan is no stranger to him from now on, is the deadliest.

But on a certain Sunday evening, the people in the library were almost gone, he was resting on the table, Cen Nan came to call him, he didn't remember, so he continued to pretend to be asleep, and he was a little bit trying to play tricks.

However, Cen Nan didn't call him, but stared at him for a long time, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

He couldn't tell the meaning of the kiss, and under shock, he even felt that it was just a dream that he hadn't woken up yet.

But it was this kiss that prompted him to confess his love to Cen Nan without hesitation, even if it was true that they were strangers, he would admit it.

Liang Muqiu raised his eyebrows at Cen Nan, "You can't think of it, I never told you."

Cen Nan just laughed. He was handsome and dignified. If he wasn't too cold and rigid in his daily life, he could be called a modest gentleman just by looking at his appearance.

But this "modesty gentleman" held Liang Muqiu's hand, rubbed it in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Then I will tell you a secret."

"What?" Liang Muqiu drank wine, his eyes were wet, and there was a smile on his lips, "Do you want to tell me that you love me like crazy?"

"Actually, I knew you were awake that day in the library."

Liang Muqiu was dumbfounded.

Holding the wine glass, it took him a while to react, and he looked at Cen Nan in disbelief.

"You know I'm awake, so you still..." When he said this, he realized it himself, "You did it on purpose."

Cen Nan nodded, his eyes couldn't stop smiling.

Liang Muqiu is really easy to deceive, like a big white rabbit jumping around beside the trap, thinking that he is cleverly testing his bottom line, but he doesn't know how long he has been squatting beside the trap.

He slowly approached, staring at Liang Muqiu with dark eyes, "I did it on purpose, many things were done on purpose, the locker room that locked the two of us, your flat tire, drinking your milk, all of them It is to make you get used to me and like me. I kissed you in the library to test how far you have come to me. If you don't feel disgusted, I will confess to you. "

Liang Muqiu opened his mouth slightly.

Cen Nan had never told him about these things.

Then why is he confessing his love? Feelings are self-inflicted.

"Damn it..." He took a step back, feeling that the person in front of him was a bit scary, "How old were you at that time, you were so scheming."

Cen Nan didn't care.

He approached Liang Muqiu step by step, put his hand on Liang Muqiu's shoulder, and pushed lightly, and the two of them fell on the soft carpet.

Cen Nan stared at Liang Muqiu, "What's wrong with playing tricks, as long as I can get you, I can do anything."

The possessiveness in his bones had already begun to emerge when he was a teenager. Just hearing a girl next door talking and laughing happily with Liang Muqiu would make his face as cold as ice.

Liang Muqiu shrank his neck, "Cen Nan, do you think you're a bit perverted?"

Cen Nan smiled, and he planted an innocent kiss on Liang Muqiu's forehead, just like when they first fell in love in school.

"How could it be?" He looked at Liang Muqiu innocently, "The scheming depends on who you are, as long as you like me, I will not fly out of your palm."

He grabbed Liang Muqiu's hand and kissed it from fingertips all the way down.

Liang Muqiu clicked his tongue again.

After living for so many years, people have grown up in other things besides age.

Although Cen Nan smells like green tea now, he will no longer be fooled.

He looked at Cen Nan sadly, "Congratulations, you have destroyed the last bit of your purity in my heart."

He is 28 this year, no matter how much he has pissed off that bastard Cen Nan in the past seven years, when he recalls Cen Nan, he always has the meaning of white moonlight. , is still a pure little white flower, as clean as his white shirt, quiet, quiet, even a little jerky, not even daring to confess, it all depends on him to turn the tide.

It's good now, once the white moonlight filter is broken, fuck the little white flower, it turned out to be a natural black heart lotus.

The more Liang Muqiu thought about it, the more angry he became, he looked at Cen Nan up and down, ready to move, thinking about where to kick him.

But Cen Nan seemed to have guessed his thoughts, bent down, and took his lips again.

Kissing is also addictive.

The last time Liang Muqiu kissed Cen Nan in this bedroom was bitter, filled with tears and resistance, but now he only scratched Cen Nan symbolically, and was intoxicated in this kiss.

The lips of the two people were pressed together, rubbed together, entangled, and their breathing gradually became heavier.

No one has watched what is playing in the movie, and no one cares about the most famous tear-jerking scene.

Liang Muqiu was dizzy.

He used to like Cen Nan's kisses very much, and it was probably Cen Nan's intention. Before making love, he would kiss him for a long time to comfort him.

He snorted softly, as if coquettish.

Cen Nan let go of him, but his hand was still lingering on his lips. The two looked at each other for a while, neither of them spoke, only breathing in a low voice.

Liang Muqiu thought it was not good, and if he kissed again, something would happen.

He was no longer the ignorant and ignorant high school student back then. It was not normal for two healthy adults to roll into a ball in the bedroom.

But he didn't want to sleep with Cen Nan yet.

If Concubine Cen wants to serve her bed, it depends on whether the emperor is happy or not.

When Cen Nan wanted to kiss him again, Liang Muqiu pushed Cen Nan away.

He whispered: "It's getting late, I should go back."

Hey, Concubine Cen is not asleep~