Follow suit

They played until very late, and Wen Chaoan woke up groggy.

This should be the first time he has been so crazy, so his whole body is sore and achy, and he can't move under the quilt.

Wen Chaoan felt that he could sleep again, he subconsciously reached out to touch the quilt next to him, but he woke up after feeling empty.

...what about people?

Wen Chaoan raised his head vigorously, but for some reason his neck hurts, and the bed next to him was still warm, but Lu Qiansong was not there.

Wen Chaoan didn't know what mood he was in, and stared blankly at the bed in a daze, but the sound of footsteps soon sounded, the door was pushed open, and Lu Qiansong came back rubbing his eyes.

It looked like he was going to the bathroom, his hands were still a little damp after washing, he wiped it on his body in a daze, turned on the bed, hugged Wen Chaoan by the waist, and pressed firmly on him.

Wen Chaoan was still looking at him stupidly, and after waiting for a while, Lu Qiansong dully realized that he was awake.

"Did it wake you up?" The nasal voice was muffled and pleasant.

Wen Chaoan vented his anger. Seeing the red mark on Lu Qiansong's neck, he moved closer and touched it with his lips, and then touched it again. He couldn't say he liked this action very much, but his heart was full, as if something was about to overflow.

"What's wrong?" Lu Qiansong was a little confused.Recently, Wen Chaoan has not been very enthusiastic. Although last night he was very excited and close, but that night was different. It was the first time that he was so intimate.

Wen Chaoan curled up in his arms and found a comfortable position to lean against: "I thought you were gone."

"It's here," Lu Qiansong said softly, "It's here."

They leaned together and huddled under the quilt until they were sweating from the heat, then Wen Chaoan lifted the quilt to lower the temperature inside.

When it was hot and then cold, Wen Chaoan sneezed, and then his stomach rumbled. He yelled that he was hungry, and when he looked at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock, so he wanted to eat quickly.

Lu Qiansong got up to wash up first, and when he came back to look at Wen Chaoan after cleaning up, he realized that he couldn't even sit up.

When I cleaned it up last night, those red marks on my body were still pink, but after a night of sleep, the color deepened, not only looked shocking, but also had a sense of being raped.

Lu Qiansong was stunned for a while, but he didn't expect this to happen. He raised his hand and brushed lightly on his collarbone, and asked in a hoarse voice, "It's bruised, does it hurt?"

Wen Chaoan had blushed since he lifted the quilt, closed his eyes and said nothing, only two eyelashes were trembling, looking obedient and pitiful.After waiting for a few seconds, he coughed lightly: "It doesn't hurt."

In fact, if you look carefully, there are not many marks on the neck, teeth marks on the chest, and the most on the forearm, which are the marks made by pinching the wrist all the time. I didn't care about the pain last night, and I don't feel much today.It had nothing to do with Yin Zi that he couldn't sit up, it was mainly because of his legs, which were sore when he moved, so he didn't want to move at all, just waiting to act like a baby and let Lu Qiansong take care of him.

But Lu Qiansong didn't see it that way, the main thing was that he couldn't see after turning off the lights, and Wen Chaoan also enjoyed it, who would know that his hands were too strong?

Lu Qiansong took the man to wash, changed Wen Chaoan into clothes that he could wear out, and finally put the man in the dining room for him to wait for a meal.

Of course they still plan to order takeaway, so breakfast will be improvised, and it's getting late anyway.

The dress Wen Chaoan was wearing was quite large and short-sleeved, so the arms and neckline were completely exposed, and the red marks were clearly printed on it, making one have to imagine the scene under the dress.

Although it looks like a scene of domestic violence, but when you think about it carefully, a clean and young boy is full of signs of prostitution, which feels quite sultry.

Lu Qiansong suddenly thought suspiciously, if this is the case, why did he change his clothes?Can't get out anyway?

Wen Chaoan himself was very happy. The sleeves of the dress reached to the elbow, and it swayed when he moved, and he felt an inexplicable sense of security when he wore it. I don't know if it was because of the clothes or the smell on the clothes.

After breakfast, they nestled on the sofa and ordered takeaway, completely looking like a young couple in love.

The speed of this development is astonishing. When Wen Chaoan entered the door yesterday, if he knew that it would develop like this the next day, he would probably be scared and run away.

During the day, they just nestled together to watch TV and movies, and turned over the quilt at night. Anyway, they had no work, and no one urged them to do anything.

Four or five days passed in such a leisurely way.

Wen Chaoan felt isolated from the world. If the date on his phone hadn't reminded him that the time was still passing, he would have thought that the earth would stop spinning and the world would stand still.

But just looking at the phone like this, Wen Chaoan saw the news from Mama Wen, saying that he would be back the day after tomorrow, and that the plane at noon might arrive in the afternoon.

Wen Chaoan must be going to the airport to pick up his parents. He asked Zhou Rong, and Zhou Rong said that he was on the high-speed rail and took his girlfriend out to play, and he might not be able to come back the day after tomorrow.

Looking at it this way, Wen Chaoan will pick it up by himself.

Once a person has something to do, the concept of time is visibly strengthened by the naked eye. From the moment he saw the news of Wen's mother, Wen Chaoan was not so comfortable. He was a little depressed and a little anxious at what to do.

When Lu Qiansong asked him at night, he told the truth.

The hickey marks on Wen Chaoan's body have almost disappeared, and his parents can't see anything when they go to the airport. Zhou Rong won't talk about his recent situation with his parents, so as long as Wen Chaoan doesn't tell him, no one will know that he is in Lu Qiansong. The family lived for a week.

He thought, he couldn't always hide it like this.

I don't want to face these too early, so I seem very entangled.

However, after talking to Lu Qiansong, Lu Qiansong didn't have much reaction. It might only take a few minutes to pick up two bites of food. Lu Qiansong asked him lightly, "Then I'll pick you up with you?"

Wen Chaoan's eyes widened and he let out an "ah".

"I guess my uncle and aunt just finished their trip, so they should be in a good mood." Lu Qiansong smiled, "You shouldn't hit me in public, right?"

"Are you really going?" Wen Chaoan blinked.

"Yeah, get acquainted with me first," Lu Qiansong said with a very planned look, "Maybe my aunt doesn't remember me, and when I get along with her, maybe she thinks about whether to take her son because she likes me. Give me."

Wen Chaoan was amused by him. Hearing what he said, he seemed to have nothing to worry about: "Will my mother agree?"

"Should be, but all the marks have to be wiped off first." Lu Qiansong pointed to his neckline, where the thinnest part of the skin still had some light brown bruises, "I'll help you apply the medicine later, it will heal quickly .”

Wen Chaoan said "Oh", thinking to himself, how about kneading?

Don't rub it and start it again...