Uncertain age difference

230.

Lu Chen carried the man to the room.

Ning Huang said fiercely there: "Lu Chen, you let me down, I promised him."

Lu Chen carried the man all the way into the bedroom door of the suite, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't let him go, don't go."

As he said, he locked the door with his backhand, and the 1.8-meter-long man stood at the door, and no one could pass him.

Ning Huang is used to domineering in the past two days, and when he encountered a confrontation for the first time, he became more energetic: "Why are you so fierce? Why don't you let me go?"

Lu Chen's voice was still gentle, but his momentum had turned cold, and he said, "The last time I went to a nightclub with your sister-in-law, I didn't mention you, Ning Huang, do you think I don't care?"

Ning Huang snorted softly: "Do you care about my business or not."

"Ning Huang."

Lu Chen's slender eyebrows were already pressed down, and his gentle gaze also showed a sense of oppression.

Ning Huang is really not afraid of him.

He made mistakes on weekdays, and Lu Chen taught him this kind of virtue, but now he doesn't feel that he made mistakes, and Lu Chen has nothing to teach him.

He looked at him with his chest in his arms, and said with a soft snort, "It was originally, Lu Chen, I'm not real, who am I going to play with, can you control me?"

"Did I stop you when you left? Did I stop you?"

Lu Chen couldn't refute, so he looked at him with the corners of his mouth pursed, his brows furrowed more and more.

Seeing that he was speechless, the little hedgehog gained the upper hand, raised his chin and glared at him, saying, "Lu Chen, I figured it out, I was hanged too dead on your tree before, so I let you bully me. "

"I'll go out and get to know a few more, and I'll let you be sure of the ones I haven't seen. You'll be laid off tomorrow, and I'll change to a better-behaved one, so I won't suffer."

This sentence hit him right at the Achilles' heel. He had been with his little uncle for ten years, neither far nor near, and there was no sign of affection at all.

Yes, even if he missed the initial ignorant thoughts, the little uncle still treats him well, allows him, and gets close to him.

But what if Ning Huang fell in love with someone else?

If someone else found out those young loves that he missed at the beginning, would Ning Huang still be willing to stay with him like this, waiting for the spark that he couldn't wipe out even if he tore his sleeves?

——The little uncle and him are used to it, and they are too tired.

He pretended to be plain, but guarded him with fear, for fear that someone would take him away in the blink of an eye.

Let the little hedgehog point it out like a murderer.

Lu Chen let him poke a few words in his heart, his face turned dark, but Ning shook his mouth and kept talking angrily, saying:

"If it wasn't for my amnesia, the outside world wouldn't know that we two had a good time. It can be seen that when I didn't lose my memory, I didn't know if I still had feelings. Why do you control me..."

Not finished.

Lu Chen had already pulled his sleeve over and slapped him on the ass.

Not relieved.

Subconsciously symmetrical again.

With little effort, there were two muffled "pop" and "pop".

Ning Huang was speechless immediately.

The following words were stuck in his throat, and he stared at him with wide eyes.

Ning Huang:? ? ?

Lu Chen himself reacted: ...

Both of them are stupid.

Lu Chen relieved his anger, lowered his head in anger for a while, and immediately realized that he shouldn't care about the children.Especially the little uncle has a poisonous mouth, but what he says is never the truth.

He opened his mouth to coax him, but saw Ning Huang's face flushed red at a speed visible to the naked eye, his mouth trembling for a long time, and he called him: "Lu Chen!"

He bowed his head obediently and let out a "huh".

The aura of the little hedgehog just now caused him to be slapped apart by two slaps. It doesn't matter if he grows stronger, especially when his mind is a mess.

Grabbing the corner of his clothes in shame, he choked out a sentence for a long time: "I am actually older than you, and my seniority is also older than you, you, you have to respect me..."

Lu Chen couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

...Even he himself didn't know how he dared to do this to his little uncle.

It can be seen that people are bullying and fearing hard, and he is getting more and more excessive.

Ning Huang made him laugh so hard that his hair exploded again: "What are you laughing at, you, do you want to lose face? It's just... just that?"

Lu Chen coughed, held back a smile and said, "Well, does it hurt?"

It doesn't hurt.

I'm just embarrassed to speak.

Ning Huang cursed and said nothing.

The whole person was so red that he didn't dare to look at him. He gritted his teeth and wanted to leave, but Lu Chen was pressed against the corner of the wall, laughing endlessly.

Lu Chen said: "I was wrong, can I ask you to call back?"

Ning Huang cursed and said, "Who cares about beating you?"

"—Get up!"

Lu Chen couldn't afford it, and cursed and pestered him. For some reason, he embraced him.

The old hooligan said solemnly: "Then how about I rub it for you?"

Ning Huang said: "Do you want face?"

Ning Huang let him hold him, but he couldn't hold on anymore, his whole body was so weak, he pushed him muttering, "I won't go to the club anymore, you fucking... let go."

The last sentence was already soft and sticky, and the little hedgehog couldn't stand him, making his legs weak from kissing him.

After a while, I couldn't help wrapping my arms around his neck.

It was posted like a pancake, and unknowingly there was a reaction that shouldn't be there.

When he found out, he was very ashamed, and he was not willing to let go.

He smiled and pecked his ear, sighed and whispered: "Little hedgehog."

Just now he was still pointing at him with the thorn, but now he rubbed his belly casually, making people fascinated.

Ning Huang hadn't heard what he called him from the bottom of his heart, and suddenly stared at him vigilantly, and said, "Who is your name?"

"You," Lu Chen smirked, before he continued to ask, he whispered, "Can you do it?"

Ning Huang didn't speak, he was a fan of the ears, he didn't say yes, he didn't say no, he turned his head and muttered, "...what are you going to do?"

There was a soft zipper sound.

Lu Chen pecked at his ear, coaxed him in a low voice, and said, "I want to help you..."

The following words disappeared between ears and temples.

He realized that he was very greedy, and it was not enough to enjoy the tenderness protected by him.

Want to look up to, but also want to be relied on, get pure intimacy, but covet desires other than intimacy.

He wants to be his relative, lover, and also wants to be his guardian and ward.

His predecessors, descendants, everything about him.

He wanted to wrap him forever.

231.

When Xia Ziyu called him for the second time.

Ning Huang's whole body was limp on the bed, like melted ice cream, the wetness melted his outline, and even his consciousness was limp.

Lu Chen was still holding him, his face was buried in Lu Chen's arms, his arrogant and youthful brows and eyes turned into a lazy spring light, and even his toes were curled up and turned red.

After fumbling in his pockets for a long time, he couldn't find the phone. It was Lu Chen who took it out from under the quilt.

Seeing Xia Ziyu's name displayed on the screen, he gave him a meaningful look.

Ning Huang's ears turned red, he didn't dare to look at him, and turned around in his arms.

This is the acquiescence to his acceptance.

Then he heard Lu Chen answer the phone behind him, talking to Xia Ziyu intermittently.

"He's not available."

"Yes, I won't let you go."

"Who is a fascist? He is only old now. Why are you hooking him out every day?"

This is really like his elders.

The little hedgehog pursed his lips unhappily, thinking that it was pretending to be true, and someone's elders would make that for him.

The end of his nose wrinkled, but he smelled the smell of Lu Chen's palm, and his eyes flickered and his ears became hotter.

It's his own taste.

After talking on the phone with Xia Ziyu, Lu Chen put the phone back into his palm.

He frowned in disgust, twisted his phone with two fingers, and looked again and again.

Lu Chen saw that he was loathing him, put his arms around him and smiled, and said, "Why do you loathe yourself?"

Ning Huang also couldn't figure out why Lu Chen, who had been nagging him for a long time even when he went to bed with his clothes on, suddenly became obsessed with cleanliness.

His ears were red, he kicked Lu Chen secretly, and said, "Hurry up and wash your hands."

Lu Chen reluctantly left the little hedgehog's warm bed, got up with a sigh, and pulled on the hotel's disposable slippers.

Seeing the tall figure disappear into the bathroom, there was the sound of splashing water in the bathroom,

Only then did Ning Huang get up slowly, and wiped his phone with a wet towel on the bedside table.

After wiping it clean, the wet wipes were balled up, and he was too lazy to get out of bed, so Ning Huang knelt on the bed and aimed at the trash can.

With a "biu" click, he entered the basket accurately, or the basket was hollow, and he didn't even know that his pants fell into the crook of his leg.

Brother Xiaoku secretly said "yes" triumphantly.

Second regiment.

Aim, precise parabola.

But just in time, Lu Chen came out of the bathroom and asked him, "Would you like to change into your pajamas, and then I'll ask the hotel to deliver some supper..."

The wet paper fell into the trash can in front of Lu Chen, and Ning Huang's pants were still bent.

look at each other.

Ning Huang's mind went blank for a moment, and then quickly retracted into the quilt, not even showing his head.

Lu Chen coughed, his voice trembled from his suffocated laughter, and he said for a while, "...I'll find pajamas for you."

Ning Huang huddled under the quilt and scolded Lu Chen more than 180 times.

How much face did he lose today!

All of a sudden, I saw a ding-dong sound from my mobile phone, which was tweeted on Weibo.

The accompanying picture is a photo of the stage they recorded during the day. It seems that the public opinion has changed, so that many people have begun to wonder about the relationship between the two of them.

At night, when the information was almost fermented, many push articles appeared.

The title of the article in front of me is: Lu Ning and his wife are in a long-distance love race, and the graduation ceremony has long had an old relationship.

Mrs. Lu Ning, what the hell.

Ning Huang was cursing, who was married to him, and they were arguing just now.

And why is Lu Chen's surname in front, so why can't it be Ning Lu?

Ning Chen is fine too.

Give Boss Lu the husband's surname.

Ning Huang couldn't help but click on the link because his mind was full of weird thoughts.