On how to break up peacefully with 419 subjects

151.

No one spoke on the way home.

I think I'm really pretty pathetic.

It's so sad that it should be a happy night, but I have to stare at the window in a daze.

There was a lot of traffic on Friday, and many working parties chose to stroll around to relax.

Yan Shen and I were stuck behind a red light, and I felt a little embarrassed for a while.

The red number was decreasing from 60, and I stared at it until I saw 27.

A low-pitched apology came from the side: "I'm sorry."

His voice was so hoarse that I was surprised.

He suddenly changed the car and turned left: "I'll take you back to the bar."

me?"

I looked at him with some amusement: "Boss Yan, did you go out today without taking your medicine?"

152.

He came to kiss me in full view, and I followed him.

Now that I go back, does it mean he dumped me or I dumped him?

I helplessly looked at Yan Shen's tense side face: "What are you thinking?"

Yan Shen remained silent.

I sighed: "Yan Shen, you and I are not young people in their teens or twenties anymore, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, you can tell me directly."

With all due respect, Yan Shen's appearance seems to be angry with me.

I thought about it for a moment, and decided I couldn't.

Could it be that he was angry because I hugged someone else?

In the past, in bars, I also had the appearance of hugging left and right.

There are so many people who flirt, and I have never seen anyone who dares to be possessive and get angry with me like this.

Besides, isn't Yan Shen also a member of the circle?

Then he should be no stranger to the playful nature of this circle.

I struggled with my words, but decided to ask tentatively: "Boss Yan, are you jealous?"

153.

Of course, I said this as a joke.

Yan Shen turned the car around, followed the traffic and headed towards the direction of the bar again.

I looked at him from the rearview mirror, and saw his lips move, as if he wanted to say something, but also seemed to be hesitating.

I smiled: "I've already slept, and you're still estranged from me like this? Can't even speak?"

Yan Shen finally opened his mouth under my teasing.

"If I say yes...would you find me annoying?"

This time it was my turn to lose my voice.

It was the first time I heard Yan Shen speak to me in this tone.

Consider every word carefully.

I was on the verge of believing that he really liked me almost at the same time.

I didn't unbuckle the seat belt until the car stopped safely at the entrance of the bar, and leaned over to pinch the back of his neck ambiguously.

"Why do I find you annoying? I should be happy. This shows that I am very attractive and can attract a 1."

154.

The moment I touched him, I felt his breathing disordered.

As if his whole body enjoyed my touch, the flesh under his palm trembled.

I seemed to have discovered an interesting toy suddenly, and raised my hand to touch the tip of his ear.

That small piece of skin quickly turned red, lining his somewhat cold face, it was surprisingly harmonious.

I hooked my hands: "Come here."

Yan Shen paused, then untied the strap, leaned on the seat with his hands, and moved closer to me.

I rubbed my lips lightly against his earlobe, and I could clearly feel the temperature of his ears rising.

Until he opened his mouth and poked out the tip of his tongue to lick the soft lump, he finally couldn't stand it and covered my lips with two fingers.

I took advantage of the opportunity to kiss his fingertips: "Boss Yan, why didn't I realize that you are so shy?"

His frowning brows loosened slightly, and he asked me, "Aren't you going to get out of the car?"

I glanced lazily at the neon-colored shop door and smiled.

"If I go down, who do you take home? Or are you driving me down, and you plan to take the little boy who took your arm back to spend the night together?"

Yan Shen said: "There is no one else, only you, always only you."

I smiled and touched his face: "Yes, the love story is good, I am very satisfied."

155.

This should be the first time I took the initiative to invite Yan Shen to go home with me.

Almost the moment I entered the door, I couldn't help but grab his tie and kiss him.

This journey can make me choke.

He cooperated with me, rubbed my waist with his palms, and kept pressing me against him.

We hugged each other in the dark, just messing around at the entrance.

Of course, I am still the one who is sadly pressed.

Afraid of catching cold, neither he nor I took off our clothes, except that my trousers were taken off to the knees and his trouser chains were pulled to the bottom.

This is also the first time I really felt his enthusiasm.

Then a sentence flashed through my mind.

Sure enough, there are only zero and countless times to do 0.

156.

When Yan Shen breathed out, he was so sexy that he could wring out the juice. Just hearing his breathing gave me a sense of psychological satisfaction.

I couldn't help but crawled two steps forward: "Wait...turn on the light."

I want to see him.

I want to see his out-of-control and uncontrollable expression, I want to see the sweat running across his cheeks.

He raised his hand and pressed the switch, and the room was brightly lit.

I widened my eyes and saw the roses and cakes on the table, as well as champagne and cold roast.

At that moment, my heart was swollen and uncomfortable, and I wanted to ask him something, but I could only make a trembling sound.

When he heard my voice, he seemed to be inspired, he kept trying to leave marks on me, and whispered my name over and over again.

If I don't hold back anymore, when he calls out, I will respond.

The phone in my pocket vibrated constantly, maybe it was the call from my parents, or maybe it was the questioning message from those people on WeChat.

I didn't care about it, I just tried my best to turn over and hug Yan Shen tightly.

157.

Afterwards, I lay lazily on the ground and reached out and touched it uncomfortably.

"...Didn't you say don't get it in?"

Yan Shen picked me up with a good temper: "I'll take you to take a bath."

Then we were in the bathtub again... don't talk about it, you know it anyway.

In short, my old bones of the fast Ben [-] almost fell apart.

He seemed a little unsatisfied, and wanted to take me to the bedroom to continue, so I couldn't help calling for an intermission.

I sat on the soft cushion in front of the dining table and plucked the petals with my fingers: "You prepared these, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Yan Shen avoided looking at me: "If I tell you, there will be no surprises."

I laughed a few times, and went to eat with chopsticks.

But he reached out and stopped me: "Don't eat, it's cold."

I ignored him and insisted on taking a sip.

He must have done it himself.

This time I added too much salt, it was super salty.

Seeing that he couldn't take my chopsticks away, Yan Shen simply put away the plate and made me stare at a cake.

I stood up laughingly and walked over to him.

He looked up at me, puzzled like he was thinking about what I wanted to do.

I hesitated for a moment, then knelt between his legs.

Ignoring his surprised face, I licked my mouth and reached into his pajama pants to fish: "It's quite hot here."

Yan Shen dodged back, frowning: "You don't need to do such a thing."

I was happy: "I am happy, you can control it?"

158.

I found that after meeting Yan Shen, many of my bottom lines were lowered.

I squinted my eyes and thought about what exactly I want from Yan Shen.

Yan Shen kept touching the back of my head with his palm, and his Adam's apple kept sliding from top to bottom.

His breathing became more and more rapid, his chest was rising and falling, and the muscles in his lower abdomen were tense.

He put his hand on my shoulder and pushed me back.

However, I held him down and firmly fixed him on the chair.

I thought I'd spit it out, but at this point it seemed so much easier to swallow.

Before I could say thank you for the hospitality, Yan Shen had already pulled me into his arms and gagged my mouth.

He said, "I love you."

159.

I love you.

This sentence is not difficult to say. I used to respond to many people's beds.

After a long time, I can clearly tell the truth from the fake.

Some people say it to flirt, while others say it to seek an insecure relationship.

I looked at Yan Shen who closed his eyes and calmed down, and I had doubts in my heart.

Yan Shen said he loves me, why?

I couldn't see through whether he was trying to flirt with me, or he was really confessing his love.

So I didn't answer, I just touched his back and gave him a small smile.

I wanted to escape the question, so I closed my eyes too.

But once I lose my sight, my heartbeat is undoubtedly clamoring for its presence.

too fast.

It shouldn't be jumping so fast.

For a person's expression of love that can't be distinguished from the true to the false, it seems to have returned to ten years ago in an instant, and responded enthusiastically and expectantly in the most primitive way.

160.

I put the flowers in a vase, put the cake back in the fridge, and lay back on the bed.

Yan Shen hugged me from behind, he fell asleep quickly, but I opened my eyes and looked into the corner with a clear mind.

The arms wrapped around my waist were firm and strong, covering my skin warmly.

After thinking for a while, I still fished out the mobile phone by the bed and dimmed the brightness.

Ignoring the messages scrolling all over the screen, I switched my account to Life Account.

The chat with Ji Yan on the [-]th floor was very brief, only exchanging expressions when adding friends.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and I don't know if he was asleep at this time.

I asked him: "Excuse me! A friend of mine asked me. He has been a little distressed recently. He feels that he seems to like someone, but he is not sure. I have no experience in this area, so I would like to ask you for advice. How did you find out that you like Mr. Mo? ^^"

Almost as soon as the message was sent, the words "the other party is typing" were displayed on the chat box.

I waited for a long time, thinking that he was editing a long speech, but I didn't expect that there was only a short line at the end.

Ji Yan: The friend you mentioned, do you mean yourself?

I'm not.

Ji Yan: Is your friend the kind of person who is sentimental and distressed from time to time?

I replied in seconds: No, he is very decisive and has nothing to worry about. This time it looks like an accident.

Ji Yan: Oh~ it’s so simple (~￣▽￣)～

Ji Yan: Then you tell your friend that while he is distressed about this matter, it means that there is a 90.00% chance that he has fallen in love with that person~

I pressed the phone screen and started to play dead.

The author has something to say:

Gu Tianxing: I shouldn't have asked, I must be the 0.1%.

Ji Yan: You are welcome, neighbors should help each other (～￣▽￣)～