Uncertain age difference

108

After dinner, it was rare for Ning Huang not to go to the terrace to enjoy the air, instead he turned on the TV to listen to the sound, and lay on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

——He watched Cheng Xinran being scolded, and he had some fun in it, and even wanted to make a scene in person, but was stopped by Lu Chen, who said it was easy to divert his attention and get caught talking.

He refused to accept it, and showed Lu Chen the phone screen: "Then why did you forward it?"

On the screen was Lu Chen's forwarding record, but he didn't say anything, he just forwarded Ning Huang's audition video, with the words: "The original is the best."

Lu Chen just laughed: "They dare not trouble me."

Boss Lu is a man in the company's legal department, whoever is idle and crazy will come to compete with him.

Ning Huang snorted, and continued to browse Lu Chen's Weibo.

Boss Lu is still a real-name authenticated user. His avatar is the mascot Sunshine Light. He has a large number of followers, and the frequency of Weibo updates is very low. Most of them are related to corporate Weibo, and the remaining private Weibo is even less.

There are only a few, and most of them are Ning Huang's concerts and performances.

He forwarded it simply:

stand by.

I bought a ticket.

like.

Live like a fake fan account, and the comments below are also strange.

Most of the posts calling for dad, product feedback, stock price, and Weibo related to Ning Huang are all gags and jokes.

"No wonder Lu's father has been quiet recently, and has gone chasing stars again."

"What is the relationship between them, I have never understood."

"It's said that it's a relationship between friends, so rich people can't listen to music? Can't they have a favorite singer?"

"Maybe it's fan relations?"

Which fans still kiss.

Also leave a bed cover.

Ning Huang snorted and turned the page.

But I heard Lu Chen say softly: "Little uncle, let me tell you something."

"Say it," he said.

"I'm going on a business trip for a few days." Lu Chen said.

"How many days?"

"Five days."

"Oh," Ning Huang stared at the phone and said, "Go."

The corners of the eyebrows, eyes and mouth drooped unconsciously, looking unhappy.

Lu Chen said, "Want to follow me?"

Ning Huang muttered, "No, there is still a show."

Moreover, the contestants of the show are now sleeping together, and the instructors can also join in, occasionally filming the show material.

Originally, Ning Huang didn't plan to go, but if Lu Chen was on a business trip, he might as well go to the program dormitory to eat and drink for a few days.

Lu Chen thought for a while and said, "That's fine."

Ning Huang has no memory now, which always makes people worry. At least there are many people in the program group, and there is Xia Ziyu.

But the little hedgehog agreed so readily.

Boss Lu was still not very happy, so he rubbed his hair vigorously and said, "No conscience."

"I cooked so many delicious things for you for nothing."

Ning Huang gave him a white look, and said, "You're on a business trip, and you're not going to die a heroic death. Shall I sing you the eighteenth birthday song?"

As soon as he said the title of the song, the melody came out unconsciously, and he actually started humming it.

In the clear water pond with green lotus leaves, mandarin ducks are in pairs.

He has a good voice, he can't sing Yue opera, but he can sing very well.

But he couldn't stand Boss Lu picking up behind him: "Brother Liang! Ah!"

Ning Huang was shocked at that time.

Boss Lu still sang: "Ying! Taiwan! If! Yes..."

Before finishing half a sentence, Ning Huang covered his mouth and said expressionlessly, "Brother, I beg you."

"Don't sing."

Good Zhu Yingtai and Liang Shanbo, let him sing that life is worse than death.

I guess it's Romeo and Lu Zhishen.

Under his palm, Boss Lu raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes smiling like sugar crescents.

—it made him blush.

Under the palm was Boss Lu's lips.

He withdrew his hand, the light in the living room was a bit dim, and the TV was still playing loudly with unknown advertisements. The flickering light on the screen flowed through Lu Chen's elegant phoenix eyes and soft brows, and finally landed on on the lips of a smile.

In the morning, he didn't even feel it.

He seemed to be bewitched, his mind was muddled, but he opened his mouth unconsciously.

"Going to go,"

"Do you want to... kiss again."

Lu Chen looked at him.

He suddenly realized that he had said something, his face was burning, and he made up for it in a panic: "That is to say, that, just, just say it casually."

Suddenly, his mouth was lightly pecked.

One touch and it's gone.

"Like this?" Lu Chen looked at him with understanding and a smile in his eyes.

Ning Huang was stunned.

After a while, he said fiercely, "Don't move."

The proud and awkward boy grabbed the other party's tie, held his breath, and leaned closer.

Press your partner's lips slowly and lightly.

The eyelashes can be counted, and the sound of breathing can be heard clearly.

It was just a simple kiss, not even a kiss, his palms were already sweating, and even his breathing became hot and cautious.

Maybe just a few seconds, maybe a century.

He moved away slightly and returned to his original posture.

"that's it."

Ning Huang's mind was out of control, and his soul was also fluttering with the night wind.

Does he have the remnant smell of crucian carp on his lips?

I can't remember anything.

He's just, his heart is beating fast.

109

Ning Huang immediately regretted the kiss. To be honest, what he regrets the most is not whether he should have kissed, but that he should have kissed before Lu Chen left.

After kissing like this, there is no need to think about how to face Lu Chen in the future.

Otherwise, it would be like this, with his back facing Lu Chen on the bed, his heart beating like a drum, and every sound would almost knock him out.

he thought,

Damn, can't he turn back to 34 now?

He was dying suddenly.

Unexpectedly, the root of the ear was touched.

Shake it as if it's blown.

Lu Chen laughed behind him and said, your ears are so hot.

He said in a bad voice, "don't worry about it."

He coaxed him, saying, little uncle, I didn't dare to kiss you before, I was so cowardly.

The former Lu Chen and him?

Ning Huang's ears pricked up, and he was angry: "Is there anything else you dare not do?"

Lu Chen propped his chin and said, "I used to be very timid."

"Do you want to listen?"

The little hedgehog struggled under the covers for a long time, and finally turned over slowly, revealing bright eyes and an awkward expression, and said, "Tell me."

Lu Chen just laughed.

It was after Cheng Xinran's several incidents.

His suppressed and unspeakable feelings grew wildly like weeds.

110

He was in graduate school at the time.

On the one hand, there are extremely difficult projects and papers, on the other hand, he is questioned by his parents and relatives about his sexuality, and uses various means to introduce girls to him, and even chases him to school, wanting to take him to see a doctor; on the other hand, he is eager to start a business. Ambition to make achievements.

He has been a perfectionist since he was a student, and he has terrible demands on himself, and he will never let himself go.

These are like heavy mountains one after another, making him breathless. Every night, he is so anxious that he can't close his eyes.

And he has a strange quirk. When he is anxious, he can't help but run to clean the toilet, the terrace, the pots and pans, the range hood, the stove, and the corners and corners. He is afraid that Ning Huang will make noise in the middle of the night. Waking up is done lightly and with a small light on.

Unexpectedly, Ning Huang got up in the middle of the night and dragged his slippers on in a daze to go to the bathroom.

I saw that the house was shiny and spotless everywhere.

Even the sofa cover had been removed and replaced, the floor of the dining room had been wiped clean and waxed, and when he turned on the light, he could even see his own reflection.

And my eldest nephew, who is 1.8 meters tall, wearing an apron, sleeves rolled up, and pink plastic gloves, knelt on the ground and wiped the floor under the dim light.

Such an image of a child bride who was persecuted by the evil old society.

——Looked at each other for three seconds, greatly shocked.

Ning Huang rubbed his eyes, and it took a long time before he said, "You... sleepwalking?"

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to hit the wall, coughed after a long time, and whispered: "No, I just...can't sleep."

Ning Huang really couldn't figure out what it had to do with his inability to sleep and his mopping the floor.

He stood up in embarrassment, and said, "Whenever I'm anxious and can't sleep, I just want to do something... Did I bother you?"

Ning Huang pulled him up, pulled off the ridiculous plastic gloves on his hands one by one, and threw them aside: "I don't care if you relieve the pressure, but it's already three o'clock in the morning."

"Are you about to die suddenly?"

He stood there motionless and whispered, "I don't want to sleep, and I feel upset when I close my eyes."

Ning Huang took off his apron again, and said, idiot, the more you don't sleep, the more annoying you become.

The tie of the apron was tied in a knot that was not easy to untie.

When Ning Huang untied it for him clumsily, he wrapped his arms around his waist, as if hugging him.

He stared at Ning Huang's soft and shaggy hair, thinking in a daze that he was taller than his little uncle.

He said that the project was urgent and annoying.

Ning Huang said lightly, saying that if he didn't write it, why would he drive people crazy.

He just laughed and said that he would not be able to graduate.

If you can't graduate, you can't find a job, if you can't find a job, you can't make money, you can't make money...

He was caught in an endless loop of anxiety.

Knocked by Ning Huang.

"Don't you know how to do housework?" Ning Huang said, "You can also wax the floor, I've never seen it in my life."

He laughed and said, "I can't do it forever."

Ning Huang opened his mouth and closed it again.

He added: "Also, little uncle, I like men."

Ning Huang said, it's not like you haven't said that.

"Little uncle, can you... close your eyes."

His voice was trembling.

Ning Huang's words stopped immediately, and after a while, he let go of his hand and glanced at him.

Perhaps the roots of the ears were burning, and the eyelashes were trembling.

After being silent for a long time, he still closed his eyes and joked awkwardly: "Lu Chen, you don't want to slap me hard, do you?"

He felt the muscles tense as he grabbed his shoulders.

He leaned over, shadows fell on Ning Huang's face, his eyes fell on the thin and red lips.

His heart was beating hard.

But I remembered too much.

He is afraid that his parents and relatives will find out his different feelings for Ning Huang, and he is afraid that it will affect Ning Huang's hard-won career.

She was also afraid that Ning Huang would not be able to accept his feelings, and even being by his side became a luxury.

In the end, he had to straighten up in embarrassment and panic.

Maybe after a long time, he put his forehead on Ning Huang's shoulder, and hugged Ning Huang hard, as if it was just a rough and not delicate hug: "Little uncle, I'm so tired."

——He felt Ning Huang tremble.

Maybe it was disappointment, maybe it was luck, or everything was his misreading.

Ning Huang clenched his fist fiercely, and finally let go.

Let him hold her for a long time, but finally just gave him a brain.

Said: "Don't call me, go to sleep."

The author has something to say:

Little Hedgehog: Who said I was stupid!I am super brave!

Note:

"Send Eighteen"

The part sung by the little uncle and Boss Lu.

Zhu Yingtai: In the pond with green lotus leaves and clear water, mandarin ducks are in pairs.Brother Liang!If Yingtai is a girl with red makeup, Brother Liang, would you like to be matched with mandarin ducks?