After dressing as a villain, I'm with the paranoid male protagonist.

Now, Qiao Annian already wondered if he drank ginseng drinks at night, or how could he be delirious now.

"Have you made up your mind?"

The child's voice clearly reached Qiao Annian's ears.

Qiao Annian suddenly shivered.

"Wait, wait a minute—"

Qiao Annian's brain finally returned to normal. He met the child's deep eyes and realized that the child was serious. He tentatively asked, "Push you away, and then?"

"He Nanlou! You are a lunatic! No one likes a lunatic! You will be alone all your life."

"He Nanlou, you are a lunatic! A lunatic!"

"Madman!! Everyone is only afraid of you!"

In his previous life, after hearing similar words, he always scoffed at them.

like?

He doesn't need anyone's likes.

He Nanlou let go of Qiao Annian and left him, without any warmth in his voice: "I will disappear from your life."

The hands that restrained him were released, and Qiao Annian's hands were finally free.

Qiao Annian put down his hand and caressed his right hand with his left hand. The wrist that was grabbed just now was burning and aching.

When the ears hear the sound of the door being opened, the body responds more quickly than the brain.

Qiao Annian sat up from the bed at once.

The child had already stepped out of the room with one foot, and Qiao Annian's heart stopped suddenly, as if the child would lose him completely if he stepped out.

He pulled the man back abruptly, and closed the door with a "bang" as if guarding against something with his other hand. With his hand on the door, he glared at the child fiercely: "tell me clearly! , what do you mean you will disappear from my life?"

The child didn't answer.

It has been like this since I was a child, as long as it is a question that I don't want to answer, don't expect Xiaolou to open her mouth.

In the past, as long as it was a problem of children's resistance, Qiao Annian never got to the root of the problem. Today, to be more serious, he stared at He Nanlou: "Speak clearly."

He Nanlou lowered his eyes.

Qiao Annian followed the children's gaze and lowered their heads together.

He Nanlou took Qiao Annian's hand away from his wrist.

The meaning of drawing a clear line couldn't be more obvious.

Qiao Annian was so angry that his liver hurt, he bit his teeth: "What do you mean? If you can't confess, you're just playing breakup, right?"

"Do you think I'm playing?" He Nanlou's voice sounded like a frozen lake in winter, whizzing coldly.

Joan Nianxin said, Oops, I said the wrong thing.

His eyes panicked, his tone softened, and he made up for it: "That's not what I meant..."

Qiao Annian's heart twisted into a ball.

Xiaolou's confession was too sudden to him, and he was not mentally prepared at all.

He didn't think about how to deal with this matter at all.

He thought it was his own unilateral thoughts, he never thought about the possibility that Xiaolou would like it.

Anyway, he can't just let the child go now.

He is very clear about Xiaolou's temperament.

He said he would disappear from his life, and he absolutely meant it.

Qiao Annian's mood is chaotic and angry now.

Does anyone even threaten to confess?

He Nanlou's eyes were calm: "Now, can I go?"

You're leaving in such a hurry, what's the point of suing him!Qiao Annian was so angry that his liver hurt, he glared at him: "No!"

He Nanlou smiled slowly, and he pinched Qiao Annian's chin, "Qiao Annian, did I not speak clearly enough just now? As I said, I only give you one chance to choose. If you Don't get out of the way now-"

Qiao Annian didn't want to hear it. He raised his hand, covered the child's lips, and glared at him, "Quiet."

"I have to think about it! Don't interfere with me!"

"Don't take my hand off, do you hear me?"

Forcibly shutting down the microphone, Qiao Annian's brain began to work rapidly.

Ran and egg.

His head wasn't spinning, it was knotting.

Qiao Annian was really upset.

When did Xiaolou start thinking about him?

Oh, did Xiaolou say it before?

Said it was a long time ago?

"Joannian, a long time ago, I wanted to take you as my own. I wanted to lock you up in my manor..."

"You want me to teach you, what do you want me to teach you? You want me to teach you. If you are rejected, what should you do?"

"Teach me how I can get him."

"..."

Qiao Annian thought of the conversation he had with the child before, and cold sweat almost broke out on his forehead.

Does he have to be thankful that Xiaolou's dangerous thoughts are pinched in his mind every time?

Also, very early, how early is it?

Could it be that Xiaolou is too young to confuse the difference between habits and preferences?

The hand covering the child's lips was removed.

Qiao Annian panicked, so he just kept on doing nothing and locked the door. With his back against the door, he said in a serious tone, "I told you, can you go?"

He Nanlou: "..."

...

In the community, someone should be setting off fireworks.

Because he heard the sound of "bang bang bang" fireworks blooming.

The busier it was outside, the quieter it was inside.

Strange, why does his waist hurt so much?

"Joannian..."

Qiao Annian quickly stopped He Nanlou's words, and put his hand on his lower back, "Baby, my back hurts a little, I seemed to hit it just now. You go and get me the medicinal wine, and the rest, wait." I took the medicine and it doesn't hurt so much, let's talk about it, okay?"

He Nanlou: "..."

For Qiao Annian, showing weakness was nothing to be ashamed of, but it was really painful for him to call out Brother Xiaolou if it wasn't a child who was superior to him.

After all, it's shameful, so Qiao Annian removed the title, and just said: "It really hurts."

In fact, he is now more shameless than before calling Xiaolou brother, just because Xiaolou cares about him.

They were like this before, no matter how big the conflict was, as long as he was injured or was not feeling well, when Xiao Lou got angry, he would focus on his body first.

It seems as long as a century has passed. Of course, in reality, the time may only flow for a few seconds. Joannian finally heard that the child asked him: "You blocked the door, how can I get out?"

Qiao Annian hurried out of the way.

He Nanlou unscrewed the door lock, and the door opened slightly, before being closed again with a "bang".

Qiao Annian was worried, he confirmed with the child: "I won't run away, huh?"

He Nanlou: "..."

...

The medicine cabinet is downstairs in the kitchen cupboard.

He Nan went downstairs and took the medicine from the medicine box in the cabinet.

Qiao Annian stood outside the kitchen and waited.

After thinking about it, Qiao Annian was worried and followed him down.

After the Chinese New Year, the child is unlikely to run out, and he is still "injured".

What if?

What if "selling miserably" doesn't work this time, and he really leaves, and he can't find him anymore?

He can't take that risk.

He Nanlou came out of the kitchen with medicinal wine in his hand.

Qiao Annian nodded his chin: "Go ahead."

He watched from behind, and if something went wrong, he could block people at least.

He Nanlou: "..."

The two went back to the room one after the other.

Qiao Annian was worried, and locked the door, "Go, sit on the bed."

He Nanlou: "..."

Take the medicine and walk to the bedside.

The last time I had experience, I knew that I had to lie on my stomach when I applied medicinal wine. Before He Nanlou could speak, Qiao Annian lay on the bed and lifted up his clothes consciously, while the other hand was holding He Nanlou's clothes, I was afraid that he would run away.

The picture is a little joyful.

It's just that neither He Nanlou nor Qiao Annian had any smiles in their eyes.

He Nanlou looked down, and his eyes fell on the area of ​​Qiao Annian's waist, and hit a bruise.

He Nanlou stood up.

The corner of He Nanlou's clothes was being pulled by Qiao Annian. When he moved a little, Qiao Annian turned his head vigilantly: "Where are you going?"

"Your wound is broken, so you can't use medicinal wine. I'll go and see if there is any ointment."

Hearing this, Qiao Annian subconsciously wanted to get up from the bed.

He Nanlou glanced at him, "I will be back."

Qiao Annian continued lying on the bed, and he raised his head, "It's a deal, don't lie."

Watching the kids go out

...

He Nanlou went upstairs with iodophor and ointment. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past the door of the room.

He Nanlou squeezed the ointment with his fingertips and continued to go upstairs.

Iodophor is applied to the wound, which is a little cool.

Qiao Annian shivered unconsciously, moved his body, and hid.

He Nanlou pressed his palm on his lower back, "Don't move."

Qiao Annian only felt that the back of his waist seemed to be on fire, so he bit his lip so that he didn't make too strange a sound.

In winter, the body is really too sensitive to the cold touch.

Almost as long as a child smears him with iodophor, his waist will move.

numb.

There was a cool breeze gently blowing his waist.

It is the kind of comfortable "coolness" that the human body can accept.

Ok?

Qiao Annian turned his head subconsciously, and saw the child half bent, with one hand on his waist and the other on the bed, gently blowing on his wound.

The child tended to raise his head, so Qiao Annian quickly turned his head around and maintained the original posture.

After a while, the iodine applied to the wound was completely dry, and He Nanlou unscrewed the ointment.

Qiao Annian was so overwhelmed by the medicinal wine last time, he was about to pinch his nose to avoid being surrounded by that terrible smell, when he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

"The ointment smells good."

Qiao Annian turned around, held He Nanlou's hand, and looked at it. The ointment was a transparent paste, and smelled it closely, "It seems to be the fragrance of Sophora japonica." It seemed that mint was added in it, because he also smelled it. I saw the cool smell.

The children didn't talk to each other.

Qiao Annian let go of her hand embarrassingly.

He Nanlou screwed on the cap of the ointment bottle and stood up.

Qiao Annian sat up from the bed and asked sensitively, "Where are you going?"

He Nanlou: "The medicine has been dispensed."

"Oh."

The room fell into silence again.

"Qiao Annian, since you have no way to make a decision..." There was no warmth in He Nanlou's voice.

Qiao Annian interrupted He Nanlou angrily: "What's the matter, you still want to make the decision for me, right? What? Have the courage to confess, but don't have the courage to listen to the answer?"

"Ah."

This "hmm" sounded like it weighed a thousand catties, and it hit Qiao Annian's chest with precision, making his chest numb and even his head dizzy.

In sight, the child turned around, Qiao Annian reached out and grabbed the child's hand.

He Nanlou looked down and landed on the hand held by Qiao Annian: "Qiao Annian, let go."

"Don't let it go."

...

Before he had time to realize what was happening, his body was laid down on the bed.

Qiao Annian was a little dazed when his back fell on the bed.

He Nanlou's eyes were dark: "I gave you a chance."

Qiao Annian glanced sideways and muttered, "Didn't I push you away?"

Meeting the astonished eyes of the child, Qiao Annian smiled.

He stretched out his hand, shook it in front of the child, and joked, "What's the matter? Is the soul still there?"

He Nanlou held Qiao Annian's troublesome hand, his eyes darkened: "Qiao Annian, are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

Qiao Annian held He Nanlou's face with both hands, and kissed the child on the lips, "Is it clear enough?"

Don't look at Qiao Annian kissing so calmly, with such a relaxed voice, but the tips of his ears were so red that his cheeks were flushed.

Qiao Annian said seriously: "He Xiaolou, you are not crazy. Never have been."

It's as if he clearly said something to only give him one last chance, but in fact, hasn't he done anything to hurt him up to now?This is enough to show that Xiaolou can control his emotions.

Rather than saying that He Nanlou in the original book is a lunatic, it is better to say that no one has ever told him what a normal, long-term relationship should be, how to get along, and how to maintain it.

He Nanlou stared at Qiao Annian suspiciously: "Qiao Annian, are you sure you have thought it through?"

Qiao Annian put his hands on He Nanlou's shoulders, and with a single effort, he pressed He Nanlou under him and sat astride his waist.

Qiao Annian, who didn't dare to do anything to the child in his dreams, finally made a difference, leaned over and gave him a firm kiss.

It's no longer a simple kiss with lips close together.With the tip of his tongue, he pulled He Nanlou's lips jerky, held his tongue and entangled him, stroking the child's hair with one hand, and resting the other hand on the child's waist, caressing and kissing Be gentle and restrained.

It seems that I am afraid that if I use a little force, it will hurt the child.

Xiaolou's lips were sweeter than he imagined.

One kiss is never enough.

Afraid of the child's first kiss, I can't bear it.

Qiao Annian opened his eyes and ended the kiss between the two.

He Nanlou's tongue curled up.

A smile flashed across Qiao Annian's eyes, and he stroked the child's hair with his fingertips, responding to his kiss, pampering and pampering him.

...

He Nanlou's kiss was much more fierce than Qiao Annian expected.The first time his lips were scratched by the tips of the teeth, Qiao Annian didn't feel at ease, thinking that the child might be young, and the kiss was urgent, and he couldn't control his strength well.Being bitten for the first time, Qiao Annian said heartily that the child should always be given a chance to improve.

After that, he didn't bite his mouth anymore, even his lips were almost numb, thinking in a daze, are all the children's ways so wild now?

At this time, Qiao Annian still had no sense of crisis.

Until, when the child's kiss went all the way down, and the hand stroking his waist was ruthlessly touching all the way up, Qiao Annian suddenly opened his eyes.

He pushed the child on the shoulder.

The eyes of the two met, the latter's eyes were extremely black, like a ball of thick ink, his eyes no longer wanted to eat people, but wanted to swallow people alive.

Qiao Annian once had the experience of being hungry for more than a month. It wasn't that she was hungry all the time, but she was in a relatively hungry state for more than a month.

The team leader who introduced him to the job ran away and took away all the salaries of all the team members including him.

Last month's salary has just been paid for rent, water and electricity, and only 100.9 is left in the card, and 820 yuan in cash in the backpack.

A total of 829 yuan, he spent a month and two weeks—

It took two weeks to find the next job, and another month until the new job paid.

During that time, he just survived by being hungry for a few meals.

Once, when he came home from get off work, he passed by a cake shop, and the aroma of the cake kept drilling into his nose.

It will be more than a week before the salary will be paid.

He stared at one of the puffs for a long time, then inadvertently raised his head and saw himself in the window.

At that time, he had the look in Xiaolou's eyes now...

...

You are young, you have been single for so long, you are more impulsive, understandable.

Understood, shit.

They are all men, if Qiao Annian still thinks that Xiaolou will make him the top one, then he is too stupid.

But he never thought about asking him to be the next one.

To be precise, he never thought that Xiaolou would like him, and the current situation is a bit tricky.

Qiao Annian's tone was sincere: "Baby, do you want to watch the New Year's Eve party? Chinese New Year, how can there be no New Year's Eve party, right? New Year's Eve is incomplete without the New Year's Eve party."

Without giving He Nanlou a chance to answer, Qiao Annian got out of bed and turned on the projector.

The kid didn't stop him.

Qiao Annian let out a sigh of relief.

This projector was given to Qiao Annian by Luo Jie for his birthday this year.It was a product that he, Qian Fei, and Lele had tested, and what they did was the evaluation of the projector series.

The one given to Qiao Annian is the best in terms of picture quality, fluency and clarity in their entire evaluation series.

Because the results of the evaluation were so good, the father of the brand gave each of them a set.

Luo Jie already had one at home, so he gave him the projector.

Qiao Annian was busy with work before, but later it was because He Nanlou was restless every day. Except for the fresh pictures at the beginning, he used it to watch horror movies for a few days, and then it was basically idle.

However, I have to say that watching horror movies with the projection on is still very cool, and it feels like a home theater.

Qiao Annian didn't follow stars, and he didn't know which show was the best, so he just ordered the one with the most online viewers.

Netizens like to watch the most, and it should be the same.

After clicking on the video, Qiao Annian turned up the two pillows on the bed and patted one of them, "Come on, treasure, rely on this."

He was the one leaning on the side, and covered the quilts for the two of them.

In the past, when the two of them watched dramas together in winter, they would do the same thing, covering the same quilt and leaning against the pillow comfortably.

Qiao Annian will broadcast it, which happens to be a singing program.

On the barrage, everything reads Happy New Year.

Now, often three-dimensional can not feel the holiday atmosphere, the Internet is booming.

Wrap an arm around your waist.

Qiao Annian habitually touched the head of the child beside him, his eyes still fixed on the projection screen.

There was warmth on the cheek.

Qiao Annian was stunned.

The lips that kissed his cheek, kissed the corner of his lips.

The slightly tilted head blocked his sight.

This is too much.

Maybe it was because he didn't resist, and his actions became more and more arrogant.

Before the child covered his lips, Qiao Annian pushed the child's head away with his index finger, warning with his eyes: "Don't push yourself too far."

His lips are still sore.

The child looked at him with calm eyes and did not speak.

Qiao Annian's heart softened again, and he took the initiative to kiss the corner of the child's lips.

The child was still looking at him.

Qiao Annian had no choice but to kiss again.

"Okay..." Ahh.

Before Qiao Annian finished speaking, the back of his neck was held down, and He Nanlou bowed his head and kissed her.

...

Qiao Annian said that he was fooled.

Qiao Annian was prepared to suffer a few more times of pain in the worst case.

As a result, the lips attached to the lips were very gentle, not at all fierce as before.

It was like transitioning from blizzard mode to spring breeze and drizzle mode. It was very comfortable. Qiao Annian unconsciously let go of the tight string in his heart. He closed his eyes, leaned his back on the soft pillow, and climbed up the congregation with his hands. The neck of Nanlou.

The relaxed and lively song before the party was replaced by a soothing slow song.

The two hugged and kissed, and their bodies slowly slid down.

The buttons of the pajamas were unbuttoned.

As his skin was exposed to the cold air, tiny bumps formed on Qiao Annian's body.

Qiao Annian's hand, which was holding the child's head, suddenly exerted some force, and grabbed a handful of the child's hair.

Could this progress be a little too fast?

He Nanlou's kiss was so comfortable that Qiao Annian had no way to refuse. The two of them clasped their hands on the bed.

Joannian closed her eyes.

The soothing slow songs are replaced by ethereal singing and dancing.

An Nian kissed He Nanlou's lips, and the latter turned his head away.

Qiao Annian looked at him in confusion.

He Nanlou: "I'll go wash my mouth."

Qiao Annian's cheeks turned hot, knowing what He Nanlou was worried about, he whispered, "Otherwise, I'll give it to you too..."

He Nanlou looked down, "Can your waist move?"

Joannian: "..."

Indeed... a bit sour.

Qiao Annian: "Then next time?"

...

The sound of water came from the bathroom.

The blush on Qiao Annian's face did not fade.

He Nanlou pushed open the bathroom door, holding a hot towel in his hand.

Qiao Annian was still wondering what He Nanlou was doing with a hot towel in his hand.

It wasn't until later that Qiao Annian came back with a belated reaction.

"I will do it myself--"

Because I was a little anxious, the volume was a little louder.He Nanlou raised his eyes.Qiao Annian's cheeks were flushed, it was terrible, he seemed to blush easily as long as he met Xiaolou's eyes.He lowered the volume a little, and reached out to the child, "Give me the towel."

He Nanlou didn't give it.

After that, He Nanlou went to the bathroom and washed the towels.

Qiao Annian looked at He Nanlou who came out of the bathroom: "Don't leave at night, we haven't slept together for a long time."

He Nanlou looked at him, Qiao Annian blushed, and quickly explained: "No, I mean, just sleep!"

There was a bit of a smell in the room. After He Nanlou asked Qiao Annian for his opinion, he opened the window to let the outside air in to replace the ambiguity in the room.After the smell in the room faded a little, He Nanlou closed the window again.

...

This night, Qiao Annian lost a lot of energy, and he was a little sleepy before the party was over.

"Shall I take you to the bathroom?"

Qiao Annian was stunned by the word "hug" by He Nanlou, and instantly became energetic: "It's not like I can't walk!"

Go to the bathroom by yourself and wash up.

That is to say, it only lasted as far as walking to the bathroom, and my waist was really sore.

When walking back, Qiao Annian's speed was much slower.

He Nanlou sees it but doesn't say it.

Lest someone become angry with embarrassment.

...

Qiao Annian lifted the quilt and went to bed.

In the community, the sound of setting off fireworks one after another began to sound densely all of a sudden.

Qiao Annian glanced at the time on the projection screen, it was 23:55,

In 5 minutes, it will be the Spring Festival.

Qiao Annian sighed, "It's been so fast year after year. I remember you just..."

Qiao Annian just started, and then fell silent.

He Nanlou looked at him.

Qiao Annian's hand touching the child's cheek came to his chin, raised his index finger slightly, and said with a smile: "I can't think of you when you were a child, otherwise, I feel very guilty, it is similar to that , I worked so hard to raise a small cabbage, but I gave it to me with my own hands."

He Nanlou: "..."

"Right, I almost forgot."

Qiao Annian opened the drawer beside the bed, took a lucky red envelope from it, closed the drawer, turned around, and kissed the child on the lips, "Happy New Year, boyfriend!"