Uncertain age difference

193.

Ning Huang vaguely remembered when the first time was, probably not long after Lu Chen's title of boss was worthy of his name.

Both of them were busy at that time, and it was rare for them to have time to go on a trip. When they returned to the hotel, their bones seemed to be falling apart, and they were so sore, so they asked Lu Chen to come in and give him a shoulder squeeze.

He was already planning to go to sleep, so he left only a lamp beside the bed, which was dim and dim, and a funny cartoon with a very old style was playing on the tablet.

He was lying on his stomach, and Lu Chen watched with him while helping him stretch his shoulders.

When you see something funny, your hands will tremble slightly.

Lu Chen was very strong, and after a short press, he became much more relaxed. He hummed sullenly, rubbed his eyelids and said, "Stop pressing, go to rest early."

Lu Chen didn't move, just looked at the screen with him.

He thought Lu Chen wanted to finish that episode, but he didn't rush him.

After a few minutes, he heard Lu Chen ask him in a low voice if he wanted to try it.

He was startled, paused the animation on the tablet, and said, okay.

Lu Chen's hands trembled.

He said, first turn off the light.

Lu Chen turned off the light, and the room was plunged into darkness.

Just tried it like this.

He doesn't hate it, he even likes it a little.

It's just that I wasn't very excited, maybe I missed the heart-pounding season early, and I expected it to become dull day after day, and I also guessed that there would be such a day.

Lu Chen was cautious, and he tried his best to cooperate.

Moderate and restrained, polite and gentlemanly.

After the end, he didn't say anything for a long time, and heard Lu Chen ask him: "Little uncle, do you still like me?"

He said softly, "I like it."

Lu Chen hugged him, was silent for a long time, and said, "Do you like it, or are you used to it?"

At that time, they had known each other for more than six years. They had gone through all kinds of experiences and missed a lot of ignorance, but they were as close as before.

He guessed that both he and Lu Chen had thought a lot, but neither of them said it.

He put on his clothes at that time, thought for a long time, considered, and said slowly: "Lu Chen, if you think we are not suitable, we are still friends."

It was hard for him to describe the expression he saw on Lu Chen's face at that moment.

They have always been close, only at that moment, a little crack was revealed.

He felt a little regretful about saying this, moved his lips, and said emphatically, "I mean, if one day..."

"No if." Lu Chen interrupted him.

Lu Chen lowered his eyelashes, slowly retracted the quilt, and said in a muffled voice, "Little uncle, the bathroom... you can use it first."

He stood up, walked slowly to the bathroom, closed the door, and silently washed away the marks on his body.

Let Lu Chen go in again.

He was a little annoyed.

Why make a mess of first making out.

When Lu Chen was down and drunk, he once told him pitifully that he would stand with him when he was qualified and like him openly.

But when it really came to this day, they didn't seem to know what to do next.He thought that maybe he could do better when he was in his twenties.

After washing, Lu Chen didn't know whether to go back to his room or stay here.

He lowered his eyelids and said, "Come and sleep."

Lu Chen came over and slept beside him.

Under a quilt, without hugging him.

He was suddenly stiff and cold.

He smelled the faint breath on Lu Chen's body, so he quietly got closer to him, closed his eyes, and took a deep and quiet breath.

After that, I did it many times one after another, but I was still cautious and restrained.

It's just that the more and more times, each time is more clingy, and Lu Chen is also more silent each time. He doesn't talk much at first, and he looks more and more like a mute.

He never thought that this time it would be so crazy.

The shower room is a cramped and humid cage, and the cage is full of eyes and water curtains that cannot be escaped.

He murmured Lu Chen's name, but couldn't hear any sound, just like a beautiful decorative painting, nailed to the cool tiles, being admired to the fullest.

It turned into a slippery fish covered with foam and couldn't catch it. It slid down again and again, was picked up again and again, dried up in the water and was dying, and finally fell on Lu Chen's shoulder in embarrassment, biting tightly. His eyes were absent-minded and slightly opened.

Boss Lu replaced the towel rack at home with a heating and drying function a few years ago. He didn't experience the benefits before, but now he is wrapped warmly by a huge towel.

Finally, I was moved by Boss Lu's foresight.

Then hold her in her arms and blow dry her hair.

He was blindfolded, and was still in a daze until he returned to the room. He watched Lu Chen dry himself, then changed his wet shirt, his whole body became dry and warm.

The experience is too exciting.

He wondered, dazedly, why this was the case.

When Lu Chen saw him looking at him, his eyes became darker, and he approached Wen Sheng and asked him, "What are you looking at?"

His voice was hoarse, and he murmured weakly, Lu Chen, I'm going to die.

Misunderstood as coquettish, in an instant, he collapsed on the pillow again.

When I woke up the next day, my whole body was wrapped in soreness from excessive exercise.

But not quite the same.

The close contact between the skin and the fabric is very good, and the sunlight outside the window is just right. He is like a big hedgehog whose heart has been smoothed out. The thorns all over his body are soft. Too lazy to lift it.

He was facing the window, and the sunlight leaking from the gap in the curtains was a bit dazzling. He lowered his head, but woke up the people behind him.

Lu Chen hugged him from behind, rubbed against his back, and said stickily, good morning,

Hair grazes skin.

Itchy.

He let out a sleepy "hmm".

But inexplicably, he didn't dare to turn around and meet Lu Chen's eyes.

Afraid to see yesterday's unscrupulous eyes.

But he was dragged into Lu Chen's arms little by little, and arched lazily.

He said, "Lu Chen, are you a dog?"

Lu Chen let out a lazy "Wow".

He laughed, and leaned in his warm embrace with peace of mind, as if snuggling into the furry belly of a big dog.

Thoughts scattered lazily in the air and sunlight, he didn't bother to think about anything.

Maybe after a long time, Lu Chen began to kiss him delicately, began to smile and said, luckily he didn't forget me.

He gave an absent-minded "hmm" and muttered for a while, saying that the memory recovery time was actually getting longer.

"The doctor said that I recovered very well." Ning Huang said, "It should be considered fast in all cases."

he thinks.

Maybe it should be attributed to Boss Lu.

Lu Chen smiled, hugged him a little tighter, and whispered, little uncle, last night was so comfortable.

The voice was soft and hoarse.

But it made his toes curl up reflexively.

He frowned and said, "It goes without saying."

But Lu Chen insisted on pestering him, talking nonsense all the time, saying little uncle, this is the first time I see you like this.

It looks so stupid to me.

Oh shit.

He had never noticed that Lu Chen was such a noisy person.

His face was stained with red inch by inch.

odor.sound.embrace.

Because everything that was already familiar gave birth to belated heat and embarrassment.

He gripped the fabric under his fingers, not understanding why such a change had occurred.

He whispered, "Lu Chen, shut up."

Lu Chen seemed to realize something, and didn't continue talking for a while.

The dust in the sun floats freely.

Lu Chen carefully grabbed his shoulder.

He turned over and met Lu Chen's eyes.

He guessed that his expression must be embarrassing and embarrassing, but he covered Lu Chen's lips with warmth.

The kiss was under the sunlight, and everything was emptied, he seemed to not remember anything, only the obsessive lips and tongue were left, which was intoxicating.

At some point, Lu Chen covered him, and he clung to him unknowingly.

He seems to be suffering from thirsty skin disease, and Lu Chen is the only one who can save him.

When they were separated, he squinted his eyes on his back, and unconsciously stroked Lu Chen's cheek.

Behind Lu Chen is the dazzling sunlight.

He couldn't see Lu Chen's expression clearly.

But I heard Lu Chen whispering: "Little uncle, do you remember what I said?"

"I can't imagine being apart from you, or being friends."

No matter how many cracks there are, even one day, even his meekness and management cannot hide it.

His only option for him.

Only lovers.

195

When recording the program this day, Ning Huang rarely wore a decorative thin scarf, and he was also tightly wrapped, with a ponytail. Looking at it from a distance, it was a bit less cold and more tender.

When he was recording the show and changing his clothes, he realized how many traces Lu Chen had left behind.

His gaze was complicated for a while, and then he changed several sets of clothes before he could completely cover it up.

I took a photo of my outfit, and I rarely updated my Weibo, which was covered in spider webs.

He didn't post on Weibo very often, but after he changed back, he simply disappeared from the world.

So much so that the agent asked him to update more.

But when the make-up artist made up his hair, it was inevitable that traces could be seen from his collar.

It's just that the makeup artists are all people who have seen big storms, so they pretended to be plain and covered him with concealer without even asking a question.

He also had a thick skin and pretended nothing happened.

It's just that the face is faintly hot.

Instead, Xia Ziyu whistled and laughed at him: "Teacher Ning is very well dressed today."

The makeup artist was doing his hair, and he said flatly, "Xia Ziyu, you are a fucking female star, can you stop looking like a female hooligan?"

Xia Ziyu played with his mobile phone and said, "I look like a female hooligan, what do you look like? A male vixen?"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Ning Huang didn't go back for a while.

He stared at her for a long time: "Nonsense."

Xia Ziyu circled around him, but said, "Don't tell me, you really look different today."

Like a satiated beast, even its fur is soft and bright, with a light sweep of its tail, even its eyes are unscrupulously seductive.

Ning Huang unconsciously became vigilant.

But Xia Ziyu asked him curiously, "Did you do something yesterday, share it?"

...Is this thing still shared?

He frowned and looked at Xia Ziyu for a long time, with a complicated expression on his face, he said, "Xia Ziyu, can you be a little more conservative."

Xia Ziyu was silent for a moment, and said, "Ning Huang, I'm talking about the medical beauty project, what are you talking about?"

he:"……"

Teacher Ning wrote a big cursive on his face.

All of a sudden, the phone vibrated.

It's someone he follows who commented on his Weibo.

He opened it up.

Lu Chen.

With his own account number, there is no sense of disobedience in a bunch of rainbow farts, and he replied with a row of emojis with shining eyes, saying that he is so beautiful, why is Teacher Ning so good-looking today.

A group of onlookers followed Mr. Lu.

Suspected that he was hacked.

It is suspected that it is a marketing method, and the official will end up doing a good job. Is it going to sell the goods next.

And said that Mr. Lu finally became obsessed with chasing stars, and changed from a gluttonous song to a gluttonous person.

Ning Huang almost laughed out loud.

Because the makeup artist and Xia Ziyu were both present, they didn't laugh too silly or embarrassing.

After reading it several times, I slowly pulled out Lu Chen's private message interface.

reply him.

Made a medical beauty project.

Harvesting Yang to nourish Yang.