Uncertain age difference

198.

Lu Chen washes his apron very diligently. When the weather is fine, he hangs it on the balcony alone to dry. This one should have been taken off the balcony and wrapped around his body.

When you get close, you can smell the faint fragrance of laundry detergent and the smell left by the sun.

When breathing, it seemed as if the whole day's sunshine, including Lu Chen's breath, was inhaled into the lung cavity, flowing gently and slowly in the limbs and bones.

This feels so good.

He didn't even bother to refuse, letting Boss Lu use his lips to confirm the imprints he left one by one, kissing quietly and softly.

Until he was bitten lightly, a slight pain like an electric shock snaked around the side of his neck.

He covered his neck with one hand, and said with a smile, "Don't bite, it's not clean, the makeup artist has covered it up."

It's just that the scarf was rubbed off, and the inside of his scarf was full of concealer powder, which had to be thrown into the washing machine later.

Lu Chen rubbed against the back of his hand, breathing more and more irregularly, but rested his chin on his shoulder.

His eyes lingered on the traces of his own crimes.

The lines of the shoulders and neck are straight and smooth, wide but not thick, and the few red marks that cannot be hidden between the fingers are becoming more and more fragile and exhausted.

And this trace extends all the way under the collar.

It was enough to remind him of his little uncle's softness and bullying when he couldn't stand it but refused to beg for mercy.

He asked softly, "Have you been seen?"

The mark under Ning Huang's palm felt faintly hot, and he let out a "huh" after a while.

Lu Chen knew why and asked, "Then what should I do?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Nothing to do."

I muttered for a long time, what should I do if there is anything, I am over 30, and I am willing to let people eat a few bites, do I still need to write a review.

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth curled up silently, and his beautiful eyes stared at him.

He was speechless for a while, but his heart was beating wildly.

One by one.

He tightly covered the side of his neck, as if covering the heartbeat that he was afraid he would hear.

Lu Chen lowered his head again.

He just kissed lightly on the back of his hand.

The cool back of the hand.

and warm lips.

His moment.

Even the sound of his heartbeat seemed to be blocked by his eardrums.

Only the breath close to the ear, together with the breath he inhaled into his lungs, was using the same rhythm to gently and slowly rise and fall in his blood vessels and body.

It is the soil silently infiltrated by rainwater, and the copperware gradually softened by rust.

Lu Chen's light kiss disappeared in an instant.

The feeling of being slowly invaded remained for a long time.

He wanted to put his arms around Lu Chen's neck, but he didn't know what to think, but he just clenched his collar tightly.

On the lips, kissed lightly again.

Lu Chen asked him, little uncle, do you want to eat tomato sirloin tonight?

He didn't know what Lu Chen was talking about, he just said, okay.

I heard Lu Chen say softly again: "Little uncle, you look very well dressed, but it's a bit thin."

"The weather has changed recently, and it's almost winter."

"Your hands are cold."

Ning Huang couldn't even speak, and said, "Got it."

Lu Chen looked at him for a while and said, then I'll go cook.

He let out a "hmm" and was dazed for a long time before letting go of the hand covering the side of his neck.

The neck burns badly.

But he couldn't help but stared at Lu Chen's back in the kitchen.

It seems that the faint breath is still in the nose.

He touched himself, finally turned his back, and hung up his coat lazily.

199.

Really similar.

It was the same when he was eager to land on Lu Chen for the first time.

At that time, Ning Huang was 27 years old, but he was so stupid. His foot injury had been healed for a long time, but he still wore it.

Then he was hugged and hugged by his elder nephew with peace of mind. He took a bath, and Lu Chen stood by the door of his bathroom, waiting to carry him out.

Then as soon as the light was turned off, he hugged him to the bed.

Kiss, hug.

At that point they all did it and were still too dry to eat.

He could even realize that his temper in front of Lu Chen was a bit tricky and weird.

He will ask Lu Chen to sit next to him and accompany him to watch a temporary movie on the movie channel, and will deliberately order complex dishes by name so that Lu Chen can go home earlier.

Some dishes that were clearly tolerable had to be picked from Lu Chen's plate, and he rested his chin to watch him finish eating.

Sitting in the living room watching animation, but suddenly had a whim, pretending to be indifferent and asked Lu Chen if he liked anyone, Lu Chen said, yes.

His heart was pounding and he asked what it was like.

Then I saw Lu Chen blushing and said all the conditions that matched him.

He didn't bother to think about the meaning of his actions, but he wanted to do it, so he did it, just like in the beginning, he wanted to be nice to Lu Chen, so he was nice to him.

There is no need to ask.

Just listening to Lu Chen stammering and describing the appearance of his sweetheart, he felt very happy.

The big boy's face was flushed, clutching the pillow, not daring to look into his eyes, he lowered his head and narrated in clumsy sentences.

Said that he can sing very nice songs, that he likes to watch him eat, that he is mature and gentle.

Confused, until the end: "I like it so much... I like it so much that I feel very uncomfortable."

His fingertips were burning too, and he didn't notice that Lu Chen's eye circles were red.

He just hugged the pillow that Lu Chen gave him, stared at the cup that Lu Chen bought for him, and drank a big mouthful of tea made by Lu Chen.

For a long time, he said casually: "Would you like to, carry me back to the room."

Lu Chen was silent for a long time, and said "um".

They kissed in the dark as usual, among the rustling sounds.

Lu Chen even calmed his restlessness.

Wet hair stuck to his ears, he had no light, he was like a blind man, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't see Lu Chen's expression.Only I fell into the sweet abyss of desire, people are as tight as the strings of a piano, and when they are plucked, they whisper like weeping and sighing.

Then he kissed Lu Chen's lips, entangled with the hot tip of his tongue.

The voice calling him was hoarse and slightly smiling, and the emotions that could not be hidden in his heart were almost overflowing.

He has never loved anyone like this before, and he has never tasted the joy of two people. When he gets a little, he doesn't care about anything else, he just gets carried away with complacency.

The corners of the mouth curled up, unable to be suppressed.

Lu Chen's voice was still light and faint, and he asked how he was doing in a low voice.

He made him feel a little hot from the question, and after a while, he said "um", and said, it's okay.

I couldn't help laughing again.

He thought he had Lu Chen in his hands, so he hugged him lazily, grabbed his skirt, and put his head on his neck, like hugging a beloved big dog doll.

Lu Chen also let him hug him.

Sleepiness hit him in waves, he thought, why not just hug Lu Chen to sleep like this, anyway, he fell asleep, and Lu Chen was reluctant to leave, so he made the wrong mistake, and he would just sleep on the same bed like this from now on.

Lu Chen asked him, "Do you need to change the medicine for your feet?"

He was a little guilty for a while, his eyes fluttered, and he said, "No, it's almost over."

"……almost done."

Lu Chen murmured.

He closed his eyes, feeling tired and contented in bursts.

I heard Lu Chen speak softly.

Said: "Uncle, there is something I want to tell you."

He said lazily, "Speak up if you have something to say."

Lu Chen said, "I'm going to move out next week..."

200,

Think about how long it has passed.

Ning Huang didn't know why he thought of such a long time ago, but somehow he didn't dare to stay in the living room, so he wrapped up an extra coat and went to the terrace to blow some air.

After a while, the kitchen was steamed with fog. He thought that at this time, the room was probably warm and filled with the aroma of food.

He hung up a pair of earphones to listen to music, and the air he inhaled was slightly cool, which made people wake up and calm down instantly.

But he didn't want Lu Chen to chase after him.

Soup was simmering in a pot, and a pot of mulled orange wine was boiled.

Ning Huang laughed at him: "You drink so much, what else do you drink?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "I'll give you a drink, I'll just taste a little."

Then he embraced him from behind with his thick and soft coat in his arms.

He stole another earphone from him and put it in his ear.

It was clearly a lingering melody, but in this cool air, there was a tired and cool taste.

The gentle breath once again melted into the lung cavity.

The concentration exceeds the standard.

Ning Huang's ears turned red, and he said with a smile, "It's you everywhere."

Lu Chen asked in a low voice: "Why, you hate me?"

Ning Huang smiled lazily and said, "How is that possible."

Lu Chen chatted with him slowly: "My mother called today and said that it was snowing in my hometown when I got home today."

first snow.

It's still warm here.

He was a little curious and said, "I haven't seen it for a long time."

Lu Chen slowly dug out the Moments of old friends from his mobile phone, and showed him the thin snow in the small town one by one.

It is still the low buildings and alleys he is familiar with, with red, blue and yellow solid color signboards.

Light snow was swirling one after another, melting on the rough and muddy ground.

Ning Huang looked at it for a while, then asked him, "Auntie called?"

He said, "Well, let me pass on my thanks."

Ning Huang was stunned for a moment, then responded, "It's okay."

Then I thought about it and asked him, "Didn't you talk a little more?"

He smiled and said, "Report a few words of safety."

"She wanted me to say a few words to my dad, but she still didn't know what to say, so she didn't say anything."

After saying this, Lu Chen sighed softly and buried his head in his neck.

The song he was listening to was still in his ear.

He just hugged him like that.

The coldness of the weather has disappeared a lot.

Ning Huang stared at the scenery outside the terrace, and lazily said: "If you come again next time, you can keep them for dinner."

Every time Lu Chen's mother came and sat for less than an hour or two, she left, with the concern in her eyes, it was hard for him to say that he was not soft-hearted.

Lu Chen said in a muffled voice, "No."

Seemingly realizing that his refusal was too absolute, he let go and said, "Why don't you... invite them out to eat."

"I don't really like other people coming to the house."

Indeed it is.

Lu Chen loves to take care of the house so much, but he is not a hospitable person. On the contrary, he has a strong desire to monopolize the home, and even friends rarely invite them to the house.

He hates being messed up by others, and he doesn't want others to touch everything he has taken care of.

Everything in the family is a secret shared exclusively with him.

Ning Huang understood his temper, so he let out a muffled laugh and said, "Okay."

He talked with him plainly about his parents, about the small town in his hometown, chatting about the coming winter and the appropriate winter dinner.

Then Lu Chen kissed the back of his neck, ready to move, sticky and making him blush.

The terrace was exposed to the air. Even though he knew no one was watching, he couldn't help but backed away, but bumped into Lu Chen's arms more and more.

Very warm, he is greedy for his embrace.

The unexamined, hot emotions that were about to be penetrated intensified.

The headphones were still playing the same languid love song for them.

Lu Chen heard it, and he heard it too.

It's just that he turned around and hugged Lu Chen, then hugged and pushed.

He smiled and said, go eat, your pot should be dry in a while.