The years I raised the boss

"I'll go get some water." He lightly touched Xie Xinglan's hot face, "Can I do that?"

Xie Xinglan refused to let him go: "No."

Jiang Ge pulled his arm a few times, but he couldn't pull it, so he had to lie down on the bed with him, and wanted to wait for him to fall asleep before doing other things.

"Azhao." He whispered, brushing away the black hair on Xie Xinglan's forehead with his fingers, revealing a gorgeous and flushed face, calling his name over and over again as if sighing.

Xie Xinglan's eyelashes fluttered a few times, annoyed by his chanting voice, and covered his mouth with his hand: "Stop chanting! It's so noisy."

The two got close, Xie Xinglan seemed to smell of alcohol when he spoke, brushing his face ambiguously and warmly.

His palms were hot, and he pressed against Jiang Ge's lips. The wine was charming. Jiang Ge didn't know if he was also drunk, so he gently held Xie Xinglan's hand, and kissed his palm softly.

Xie Xinglan felt itchy, and flinched, trying to withdraw his hand.

Jiang Ge didn't let go of him like usual, but tightened his grip on him. Xie Xinglan struggled a few times, couldn't move, and then fell silent.

"Azhao," Jiang Ge stared at his face intently, with a hoarse voice: "You said you didn't talk about it, really?"

Xie Xinglan frowned, and slowly opened his eyes, the inside was clean and clear, the light in the room was warm yellow, and his eyes seemed a little dazed.

"what?"

Jiang Ge asked again patiently.

Xie Xinglan seemed to be in deep thought for a while, then the corners of his mouth twitched, showing a smirk: "You tell me who you like, and I'll tell you."

Jiang Ge: "..."

He almost thought that Xie Xinglan was not drunk at all, how could he be so drunk all the time and then play tricks.

Xie Xinglan got excited all of a sudden, turned over and pressed onto Jiang Ge, looking at him from top to bottom: "Quickly explain!"

Jiang Ge tensed up slightly, his hands around Xie Xinglan's back couldn't help tightening, he gripped his clothes, pressed him down, and the distance between the two shrank instantly.

The breath seemed to brush against each other's face.

Xie Xinglan blinked his eyes, like a cub who didn't know much about the world, his eyes were innocent and sly: "You want to kiss me?"

Jiang Ge suffocated for breath, and was about to be driven crazy by this man. He held it back, but couldn't hold it back, his breathing gradually became heavy, and he said hoarsely, "Are you sure you want to know?"

"You tell me who you like first, and in exchange, I'll tell you who I like too." Xie Xinglan had no sense of crisis at all, pinched Jiang Ge's face with great interest, and said that the horse and the horse were irrelevant. Saying: "Looking so handsome, did I follow my father's genes?"

Jiang Ge brushed Xie Xinglan's face with his hand, caressing the corner of his mouth with his fingers, and asked slowly, "Do you have someone you like?"

Xie Xinglan nodded seriously.

"I like it. If I don't see him for a day, I want to die. Every time I see him, I want to hug him and sleep. It's a pity that he is too cold. He doesn't seem to like me very much, and he is not excited when he sees me."

Jiang Ge curled his fingers slightly, closed his eyes, tried his best to restrain the throbbing sensation caused by the rapid heartbeat, his mouth was dry, and he didn't know whether he was looking forward to or fearing the answer from Xie Xinglan's mouth.

Afterwards, he opened his eyes and whispered, "Then I'll tell you."

Xie Xinglan hummed twice, leaned over to listen.

Jiang Ge softly whispered a name in his ear.

Xie Xinglan was silent for a long time.

His tranquility was like a saw made of steel blades, torturing Jiang Ge's nerves bit by bit.

Afterwards, after a long time of thinking, Xie Xinglan asked innocently and doubtfully, "Who is Xie Xinglan?"

Jiang Ge: "..."

Riding a roller coaster is not so exciting.

Jiang Ge helplessly and tolerantly wiped the corners of his lips with his fingertips, and said in a tone of dumbfounding: "Are you going to drive me crazy to be reconciled? Drunk."

Xie Xinglan said, "Why don't you ask me who I like?"

Jiang Ge followed him and asked.

Xie Xinglan raised eyebrows and said, "My family is shiny!"

Jiang Ge hesitated for a moment: "Sparkle?"

"Yes, my cat. But I'm so cold, my eyes are brimming, I'll show you next time."

Jiang Ge: "..."

Not only a roller coaster, but also a sharp turn.

Jiang Ge didn't want to fight with the drunk, so he pushed him onto the bed and wrapped him up in a quilt: "Go to sleep."

Xie Xinglan grabbed the quilt with his hands, leaving only a pair of eyes outside the quilt: "Sleeping now? Haven't kissed yet."

Jiang Ge's back stiffened slightly.

Xie Xinglan jumped out of the quilt and threw himself on his back. Jiang Ge held on to the side of the bed to stabilize himself, and the restless person on his back was still writhing.

Jiang Ge endured so much that the veins on his forehead protruded. He couldn't stand the slightest stimulation from Xie Xinglan. If Xie Xinglan did this again, he was afraid that he would lose control.

"Azhao, stop making trouble."

Xie Xinglan said: "Turn your head around and I won't make trouble."

Jiang Ge turned his head slightly, thinking that he was going to say something, but he didn't expect that Xie Xinglan, who didn't know what to do, would kiss him directly on the corner of his lips.

Jiang Ge's body tensed instantly, his eyes were dark and frightening.

Xie Xinglan didn't notice it at all. After kissing her, she let go of her hand and wanted to lie back on the bed.

Before he retracted into the quilt as he wished, Jiang Ge grabbed his wrist, and the world in front of him was spinning and changing, and finally it was fixed on Jiang Ge's face that was close at hand.

His breathing was so hot that Xie Xinglan couldn't think normally. Both of his hands were restrained and pressed on the bed, unable to move, while Jiang Ge half-kneeled on one foot between his legs, bending down to get close to him.

Xie Xinglan looked into Jiang Ge's hot and crazy eyes, the emotions inside were so strong that they all broke through the fence and ran out.

Xie Xinglan was so suppressed that he couldn't breathe, and looked at Jiang Ge in a daze.

Jiang Ge's breathing was heavy and disordered, and his voice was hoarse: "A Zhao."

As soon as the words were finished, Xie Xinglan felt Jiang Ge's lips kissing his forehead and eyes, like treating a priceless treasure, suppressing the fanatical love, carefully and cherishing a little bit of nostalgia.

His movements were too gentle, Xie Xinglan closed his eyes and didn't struggle.

After that, the fiery touch left for a moment, Jiang Ge covered Xie Xinglan's eyes with his big hand, Xie Xinglan could only see a ray of light through the gap between his fingers.

Later, he heard Jiang Ge's extremely suppressed words.

"I don't want to bear it anymore." After a pause, he sighed again: "Forgive me."

Xie Xinglan's head was a mess, and just about to ask him what to forgive, the moment he opened his mouth, it was completely covered by a piece of moist heat.