I have nothing to do

117. I do this, do you like it?

"Do you think I'm weird?" Yan Yu looked at Weng Chi sincerely, "Is it weird that I suddenly asked you to come to my house for dinner?"

"No, no?"

Hearing Yan Yu's question, Weng Chi quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks and suddenly became a little panicked, because in his heart he really felt a little strange, like the original process was to run a full marathon, but just ran 100 meters, The referee said that the half-run was over, and he must be happy if he is happy, but it is also a bit strange to be strange.

Seeing Weng Chi's expression, Yan Yu probably understood what he meant. He gave Weng Chi another dish with chopsticks and said:

"You eat first, let's talk after you finish eating."

Weng Chi blinked, but didn't touch the chopsticks:

"Then I'm full now."

Yan Yu saw that Weng Chi still had half a bowl of rice, and there were half-eaten ribs and vegetables on the rice, so he was suddenly frightened:

"Did I say something wrong?"

"No, I'm just kind of, um, scared."

Why is Weng Chi also afraid.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that what you said about chatting is to break up with me, otherwise I can't think of any reason for you to talk to me so seriously."

"No, no, I never thought about breaking up with you, didn't we just start? So..." Yan Yu was suddenly at a loss for words, he didn't know whether to confess.

"so?"

"So I don't know how to talk about..."

Yan Yu gradually lowered his voice as he spoke, "I haven't talked about it, and I never thought that I would have a day when I fell in love..."

After all, Yan Yu has been preparing for the end of his life alone since he was in college.

All his understanding of love comes from books, movies and imagination.

"I'm afraid you think I'm cold, and I'm afraid you think I'm strange." Yan Yu has been worried about this since the day he confirmed the relationship. He knew that he liked Weng Chi, because when he thought of Weng Chi, the corners of his mouth would twitch. It will lift up, and his heart will become warm and soft, like the continuous rain in spring, like the wind that blows suddenly in summer, like the leaves falling on the palm of the hand in autumn, like the warm sunshine after snow in winter .

If this is not liking, then what is liking?

Yan Yu likes Weng Chi so much that he doesn't know how to convey this love to Weng Chi.

No matter how beautiful or romantic the plots in the movie belong to others, Yan Yu would be moved to tears but never thought that these plots would happen to him.

Every time he went out alone with Weng Chi, he was both happy and a little scared.

He would always secretly ask himself, is this happiness real now?How can we keep this happiness?

What should he do to let Weng Chi know that he cherishes this relationship so much?

Yan Yu had many questions that didn't have a standard answer, he thought about it, and could only start clumsily by instinct.

Start taking the first step, the second step, the third step...

Ask him to go shopping, will he be willing to go?

Would he be willing to invite him to dinner?

Would he be willing to ask him to watch a movie in the small cinema in his room?

Yan Yu also knew that he was a bit strange, but he had no other way, he thought that if he gave his heart, maybe the other party would really feel his love.

That careful liking, that frank liking.

I can give you all.

"Although I have never been in a relationship, I want to learn how to fall in love, so if you feel uncomfortable or something is wrong, you must tell me."

"Is this the result of your study?" Weng Chi pointed to the dish in front of him, "You learned it very well."

"That's not true. I knew how to cook before. What I mean is that I ask you to come to eat at home. I know that it seems that I should eat outside first, and then I will eat at home later... But, today The meat is really good, I just want to eat it with you."

"It's delicious."

Weng Chi pushed away the chair and stood up. He walked over and sat next to Yan Yu. He finally understood what Yan Yu meant. It turned out that he was not alone in this love affair.

He is also afraid, afraid of not knowing how to start, afraid that it will end soon, he feels that Yan Yu is different from the people he talked to, some of those people like to enjoy, some like to worship, some like the flesh, Some like faces, Weng Chi knows their preferences, Weng Chi will meet their needs, this kind of love is not tiring at all, but it will be boring after a long time, but what does it matter if it is boring, just change it if it is boring Funny enough.

But he doesn't know what Yan Yu likes, he is always afraid that he won't be able to please Yan Yu.

But now Yan Yu told himself with actions:

He likes me.

He also likes me, and he is also seriously considering how to convey this liking to me, just like I want to convey to him.

"So, you like me too, don't you?" Weng Chi asked.

"Yes." Yan Yu nodded.

"Then I invite you to dinner, will you like it?"

"Will do."

"Then I invite you to watch a movie, will you like it?"

"Will do."

"Then I'll give you a gift, will you like it?"

"meeting."

"How about going on a trip together? And reading books together, playing games together, and staring in a daze together, would you like it all?"

"Yes, I will like it."

"Then I want to kiss you now, will you like it?"

"meeting……"

The rest of the words were submerged in the blending of lips and tongues.

Yan Yu had never kissed before meeting Weng Chi, so he had no way of comparing Weng Chi's skills, but he knew from Weng Chi that kisses are soft, hot, wet, tender and intense.

Always reluctant to let go, always wanting to be lingering, just want to get entangled again after separation.

The air conditioner was turned on too much, Yan Yu felt very hot, he thought his face must have been flushed, otherwise why would he feel Weng Chi's lips and tongue are so cold.

After closing the eyes involuntarily, the touch becomes more vivid.

Swimming fingers, hot fingertips, and trembling eyelashes, Yan Yu felt like he was dreaming, the self in the dream was like a feather floating in the clouds, when the wind blew, he would float upwards, he The brighter it gets, the hotter it gets.

It's so hot... Yan Yu opened his eyes slightly, Weng Chi was kissing his neck with his head down, Yan Yu raised his head and stretched out a hand to gently stroke Weng Chi's hair.

It's amazing that enthusiasm and calmness coexist harmoniously in Yan Yu's spirit at this moment.

Yan Yu even wondered if he had been alone for 27 years, was he just waiting for this moment, this person.

Maybe some people will laugh that they have never seen the world, maybe some people will laugh that they are naive, it doesn't matter, Yan Yu also imitated Weng Chi's previous appearance, and kissed Weng Chi lightly on the top of the head.

It doesn't matter, he feels fine now.

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After this article is finished, everything that should be there will be there. Although, I also have a driver's license. If it is locked, I can only change it.

ps. In fact, I thought it was a bit difficult to write about their relationship before, because they didn't seem to fit into the routine, but today I finally feel smooth, and they should also straighten out the awkward place...