You and I will come to Japan for a long time

Liu Xing led Wen Qian into the inner bedroom, gathered the clothes on the lower bunk on the left hand side of the door, rolled them up and buried them in the quilt, and dusted off the messy quilt on the bed before saying to Wen Qian : "You sit here, don't worry, I wash the quilt once a week, it's very clean."

He was so fast that Wen Qian didn't even have time to remind him to be careful of his injured hand.

Wen Qian hesitated for a moment, seeing that Liu Xing's quilt was clean, so he walked over and sat down.

The environment of this dormitory is really bad.Especially in the living room, the shoes and socks thrown all over the floor exude a strong foot odor.The bedroom Liu Xing lived in was a little better. Except that the quilts and clothes on the respective beds were messy, the floor was much neater, but there was still an indescribable smell.

Liu Xing was obviously a little nervous: "Are you thirsty? Let me pour you some water."

"No, I'm not thirsty. I'm just going to come and have a look." Wen Qian had no idea that Liu Xing lived in such a place during this time.

They lived together for a long time. Wen Qian knew that Liu Xing loved to be clean. Although he usually liked to throw things around, he would definitely wash the dirty clothes and wipe the floor regularly.

There is such a big difference between the inside and outside of this dormitory, and it is probably due to him alone.

"It's okay, I'll pour hot water for you now." Liu Xing said and walked out.

Wen Qian was afraid that he would hurt his hand, so he followed him.

He followed Liu Xing to the kitchen. The kitchen was fairly clean. There was a kettle on the countertop. Liu Xing took out a white mug from the cupboard to pour water, but unexpectedly the water bottle was empty.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Liu Xing's face, but he immediately said: "Just a little bit, I'll boil the water right now. It will be ready in a while."

Liu Xing took the kettle to boil water, but before he touched the kettle, Wen Qian grabbed his arm.

He looked back at Wen Qian with a blank expression on his face: "What's wrong?"

Wen Qian took the hot water bottle out of his hand: "Don't burn it, I won't drink it."

Liu Xing originally wanted to take back the kettle.At this time, he withdrew his hand embarrassingly: "Then... well, are you going back?" He looked up at Wen Qian, his eyes were red and wet.He looked cautious and a little pitiful.

Wen Qian pulled him to the bedroom: "Pack up your things now and come with me."

"Walking with you? Where are you going?" Liu Xing was dragged to the bed by Wen Qian, stunned, and asked Wen Qian like a fool.

Wen Qian said: "Of course, go back to my house. Now that your hand is injured, who will take care of you?"

"My roommate can take care of me."

"Hiss..." Wen Qian gasped in anger at Liu Xing's words, "Liu Xing, accept it as soon as you see it." Didn't he do all this just to let himself take him home?Why play dumb now?

Liu Xing pursed his lips and did not speak.

Wen Qian couldn't see his shy look, looked around in the bedroom, and finally dragged out his suitcase from his bed, and stuffed a few pieces of his clothes in it: "There are still important things. Something? Go back and get new ones for the toiletries.”

Liu Xing took Wen Qian's arm and looked at him with tears in his eyes: "Uncle Wen, if you take me back..." Never try to get rid of me again.When the rest of the words came to his lips, he endured and swallowed all the words back into his stomach.

Wen Qian really felt sorry for him, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his thumb: "Okay, don't cry like a big girl."

Liu Xing suddenly stretched out his arms to hook his neck, and pressed his head to himself.

Two pairs of lips stick together.

Liu Xing opened his mouth to cover Wen Qian's gentle lips, and the tip of his tongue boldly wanted to break in.

"Hmm..." Wen Qian struggled a bit.

Liu Xing's kissing skills still haven't improved much, biting Wen Qian's lips sorely.But soon, Wen Qian felt something different from him.

Salty and hot.

Wen Qian's heart seemed to be pulled out by something at this moment, and it was sour and uncomfortable.

He allowed Liu Xing to deepen the kiss, let him use the tip of his tongue to wrap around his own, and let him hug himself so tightly that he was about to suffocate.

After a long time, the two gradually separated.

Liu Xing was out of breath, and his cheeks were stained red: "Uncle Wen, I miss you so much."

Wen Qian's sore and swollen heart seemed to be pulled by someone, trembling with a little pain.He couldn't help himself, and took the initiative to kiss Liu Xing for the first time.

When he just sucked the tip of Liu Xing's tongue, Liu Xing let out a comfortable sigh.

"what……"

Wen Qian was startled for a moment, and let go of Liu Xing.Liu Xing was a little dissatisfied and immediately pestered him to kiss him.

Wen Qian didn't refuse, nor did he evade.

But when Liu Xing was about to kiss him, he suddenly pushed him away.

Wen Qian didn't know why, but in the next second, he heard the sound of the door opening from outside.

He frowned, took a step back, and distanced himself from Liu Xing.

Wen Qian is not afraid of being known about his sexual orientation. He was not less crazy when he was young, and his family has accepted it.

But not everyone can accept it.

Liu Xing is still young, and the person who came in must be his colleague. If his colleague sees it, how will he work in the future?

The person who came in was also a boy, about the same size as Liu Xing, wearing a blue T-shirt and shorts, and walked in carelessly.After seeing Liu Xing, he asked very familiarly: "Why did you come back so early? That kind of high-level banquet will not end so early." He saw Wen Qian with a slanted look, "This is?"

Liu Xing quickly said that they were distant relatives.

After Wen Qian nodded to the man and asked, he carried his luggage and said to Liu Xing, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" A colleague asked Liu Xing.

Liu Xing showed his injured hand and asked his colleagues to ask the boss for leave before leaving with Wen Qian.

When the two arrived at the corridor, Wen Qian walked in front with his things, still holding Liu Xing's hand worriedly: "Be careful when you walk."

"Oh. I know." Liu Xing responded obediently, but complained in his heart: I just got my hand scratched by the glass, and I'm not blind and lame. Could it be that I can't even walk the familiar road?

As soon as he finished complaining in his heart, his foot slipped and his body fell forward.

"Ah-" he screamed.

Wen Qian quickly turned around and caught him.

Liu Xing fell into Wen Qian's arms, and his forehead hit Wen Qian's shoulder.

Wen Qian snorted in pain, Liu Xing quickly asked him: "Hey, are you okay?"

"If I don't suppress me, it shouldn't be a big deal."

Liu Xing quickly stood up straight and opened his neckline: "Let me see if he was injured."

Wen Qian held his mouth shut: "You are enough, and you don't look at the place, do you want to fall again?" The child opened the dyeing room after giving some color!

Liu Xing withdrew his hand and smiled like a cat that couldn't steal.