Mr. Shen's little boyfriend

Both He Qiutong and Shen Chao are regular customers. The clerk of the dessert shop has met him many times, and he approached him familiarly, but found that the young man's face was pale: "What's wrong, his face is so pale, do you want to drink some water?"

He Qiutong turned his back to Shen Chao outside the glass door, smiled weakly, and replied 'it's okay'.

"Take a ten-inch orange cake."

"Sorry, the orange flavor is sold out today."

"...Then, just take one."

He didn't want to go out empty-handed, as if he was really running away from something.

After scanning the QR code to pay, he held the paper bag with beautiful printing in his hand.

He Qiutong turned around, and at a glance, he saw the eye-catching Shen Chao on the bustling street.

The glass door was wiped too clean, it was crystal clear, and there was no hindrance to facing each other.

He could clearly see Shen Chao's slightly frowning brows unfurling when he turned his head, and the corners of his straightened mouth slowly raised.He could also clearly see the silent emotion in the other party's eyes that hadn't had time to dissipate.

He Qiutong stood still inside the glass door for a while before pushing the door out.

The machine that automatically welcomes guests by the electronic gate still dutifully 'welcomes', but it doesn't know whether he is leaving or not.

"It doesn't smell right, what kind of smell did you buy?" came a laughing voice.

He Qiutong paused, and moved his nostrils, but he couldn't smell anything. Perhaps it was because the mixture of sweet smells in the store just now made his sense of smell less sensitive for the time being.

"Strawberry flavor." Feeling too stiff after speaking, he laughed and teased again, "Are you a dog's nose, so clever."

Shen Chao curled his mouth and said nothing, stretched out his hand to flick the broken hair in front of his eyes.

They didn't go to the supermarket today, so they didn't buy vegetables. Shen Chao said to cook him a bowl of Chongqing noodles, and said that it might be very spicy, and the small cakes just relieved the spiciness.

The oily peppers are rolled over the white noodles, stained with a layer of red oil, and the lettuce leaves are selected into small pieces, soaked in the seasoning and the color is dark green.

The red of the chili pepper and the green of the vegetable leaves collide visually, and the bright colors make people move their index fingers.

But He Qiutong looked at it indifferently, and the spicy taste floated into his nose, making it a little itchy.

He barely drew the corners of his mouth, "I'm starting."

There is nothing to say about Shen Chao's cooking skills, it is indeed delicious.

After the noodles are cooked, rinse them with cold water and add seasonings.Pick up a pinch of noodles, and the heat will be steamed on the face. The noodles are chewy, the spicy pepper is very fragrant, and the crispness of the lettuce explodes in the taste buds.

Under the warm lamp, the two at the dining table were silent.

It seems to have learned in an instant that 'you can't talk when you eat', and there is only the silent voice of noodles during the dinner.

The spicy taste slowly rose up with his thoughts, and He Qiutong couldn't stand it and raised his head to pour a glass of water.

Before he had time to get up, he was handed a cup of cool white water before his eyes.The glass knocked on the wooden table, as if it was on his heart, with a dull sound.

He Qiutong took it with downcast eyes, took a sip, and the cool water went down his throat, overpowering the spicy taste and cooling the heart.

With a sound of "Di--", Shen Chao went to the coffee table in the living room and took the remote control to turn on the air conditioner. The 16 degrees he adjusted yesterday were slowly adjusted back to 26 degrees by the man.

It may be that the spicy taste came up again, He Qiutong felt his eye sockets were hot, and he quickly raised his head and took a sip of water, covering up the astringency in his nasal cavity by the way.

He Qiutong couldn't wait to find something to talk about. Such a silent atmosphere made him feel extremely uncomfortable, so he said sullenly: "Didn't you say you want to play games with me?"

"Shoot after eating, hit whatever you want." Shen Chao put down the remote control and walked over to rub his hair.

"Yeah." He stared at the small noodles in front of him and picked up his chopsticks.

A bowl of hot noodles was fed into his mouth in two or three bites, and he swallowed it whole.

The heat and spiciness passed through the fragile esophagus, as if being branded by a red-hot iron, making people speechless for a while.

"Tongtong, what are you doing! Spit it out." Shen Chao's slightly flustered voice came in, and he actually felt happy.

Pushing away the palm of Shen Chao's mouth, He Qiutong lowered his head not to look at Shen Chao.

"I've swallowed it." It took a while for him to recover his voice, which was unbearably hoarse.

The chin was lifted by the man, and the man's fingertips smeared his cheeks, and the cold touch was wiped away, from one row to one slice.

He Qiutong froze for a moment, wiped his face and realized that he was crying. The lacrimal gland was like a faucet with a malfunctioning switch. He Qiutong obviously didn't want to cry, but tears kept gushing out.

"Too...too spicy, the noodles you made." This explanation was untenable, but he couldn't think of any other excuses at the moment.

He Qiutong took the lead and blocked Shen Chao's mouth, because he was afraid that the man would ask him why he was crying, and he was afraid to bring up that topic.

The temperature of Shen Chao's fingertips is lower than the end of his red eyes, and it can cool down when pressed against him, which is very comfortable.

He couldn't control his movements, and his whole face was involuntarily pressed against the back of the man's hand.

The turbulent tears even wet Shen Chao's cuffs.

He Qiutong sniffed, rubbing and sticking on Shen Chao's clothes.

Shen Chao lowered his eyes to look at him, his expression was indifferent, showing no emotion, but his movements were still very gentle, he lent the back of his left hand to him as he wanted, and brought him a glass of cold water with his right.

He took a few sips of the water the man fed to his mouth to hold back his tears.

Behind the water mist, Shen Chao's handsome and well-defined face became more handsome indistinctly.

Shen Chao didn't eat the rest of the face, so he went to the bathroom, twisted a hot towel over, and gently applied it to his face.

The sight is pitch black, but the senses are clearer, and the pores are completely opened in the water vapor.

The heat is steaming on the eyelids, making people feel the warmth of returning to the womb, and even the blackness with closed eyes is dyed the color of sunlight.

"Apply it yourself." The man's palm took He Qiutong's hand and covered it with a warm towel.

In the darkness, Shen Chao's voice seemed a little harsh, He Qiutong sensed it sensitively, and felt a little panicked, just as he was about to straighten up, Shen Chao held his shoulders and nailed him to the spot.

The pinna of the ear was gently rubbed by the warm and dry fingertips, as if they were far away.

When vision is deprived, hearing becomes extra sensitive.

The footsteps sounded from near to far, it should be Shen Chao walking into the living room.The sound of the paper bag being unpacked, and the plastic case being opened.

He felt Shen Chao pause, and then came back with the cake.

He Qiutong reached out to pick up the towel, his skin felt a little stressed when it suddenly came into contact with the cold air, and his hairs stood on end.

He lowered his eyes and saw a mango cake in front of him.The mango slices in the center are bright and dazzling.

"..." He glanced at the mango cake, which was about the same color as the orange cake, and said nothing.

A strong sense of exhaustion suddenly hit.

Lifting the corner of his mouth heavily, He Qiutong kept his expression from looking too stiff, "I'm sorry, I bought the wrong flavor." But the powerlessness in his tone had reached its peak.

Shen Chao is allergic to mangoes, he has always known about it.

Shen Chao frowned, took a fixed look at him, didn't mention the 'strawberry smell' that he had said earlier, took the cold towel to wash, bent down to his cheek and whispered softly before leaving:

"Student He is so confused today." After speaking, he bent down and pinched his face, the soft flesh on his cheek was lifted and pressed down, and it turned red.

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They are playing chicken today.

Probably because he was in a bad mood, He Qiutong, who has always been a Buddhist, chose to jump into the crowded P port, picked up a gun, and shot at the people, the noisy gunshots of "bang bang bang" kept coming and going, and he and Shen Chao survived. Bloody Road, driving an off-road vehicle with good equipment to the center of the map.

He, who had always followed Shen Chao to pick up equipment, changed his old style and drove to places with a lot of people, killing people as soon as he saw him.

I thought I was going to die as soon as I came up, but after sweeping two houses, he was still alive and well, even He Qiutong himself wondered.

Another group of people came, and he was distracted when he was picking up the wooden warehouse "Tu Tu Tu", only to find that Shen Chao had been silently helping him remove the danger from behind.

Except for the person I kept fighting, the other three enemies were killed by Shen Chao with a few shots, and the enemy who wanted to hit him in the distance was also shot by Shen Chao, and then left a chaotic enemy with him.

He Qiutong: "..." Sour, moved all over my heart.

Shen Chao didn't speak, nor reminded.

Accompanying him quietly and arguing with him crazily gave him a sense of security.

He Qiutong was originally suppressed and fermented in his heart, but the depression that he wanted to vent dissipated in an instant.

"I don't want to play anymore, Shen Chao...let's 'suicide' together."

He tilted his body, leaned on the man's shoulder and said.Shen Chao acquiesced with a soft snort.

"Today, I changed to a suicide method. I just learned it online." He enthusiastically invited Shen Chao to get into the car.

He Qiutong's driving skills were not good, he hit a tree trunk once, turned over a gutter once, and finally stumbled and drove to a high mountain.

Both mobile phones have good configurations, and the game quality is very good.

The two of them controlled the game vehicle and drove to the top of the mountain, finding a just right angle.

The view from the high mountains, the background is beautiful——

It also happens to be night time in the game. There are twinkling stars hanging on the dark blue sky, and pops flash across from time to time. Below the horizon is a vast grassland, dotted with the outlines of houses in the distance.

Reverse the car to the crumbling cliff edge of the mountain top, and put one foot on the gas pedal to the bottom.

The roar of the car broke the silence in the woods, as if a sleeping bird was startled and fluttered its wings, and it seemed as if a cricket was groaning without illness.

It was as if he and Shen Chao drove down from the top of the mountain in a car, fell with a beautiful posture of a fish jumping over the sea and embracing the sky, and lived towards death.

The screen turned gray, and the beautiful scenery was no longer there. In front of my eyes were the broken off-road vehicle and the corpses of the two people who had turned into boxes.

Looking down, He Qiutong exhaled and threw the phone on the bed. The rectangle fell on the quilt and made a small hole, casting a shadow in the depression.

Putting the phone farther away, he fell on the quilt, and his furry head rubbed against Shen Chao's lap to make a home.

My heart suddenly calmed down.

Teacher Shen from his family is really handsome.

The angle of death from bottom to top is also so beautiful, the sexy Adam's apple, the sharp jawline, and the surging blue capillaries under the white skin of the side neck are also indescribably beautiful.