What if there are no inhibitors?

Song Zhiwei suddenly held his breath, propped his right hand back on the railing, and bent his waist back with strength.

Han Lu tightened his grip on the railing.

A big tiger is a big tiger, and his aggressive nature will not be changed just because of his gentleness.

Song Zhiwei changed the topic: "Where is the gift you gave me?"

"Send it in the evening."

Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, at night?What gift will be given at night?He suddenly blushed, his lips moved uncomfortably, he couldn't believe that Han Lu dared to be so blatant and obscene.

Han Lu smiled slowly: "Where do you want to go?"

Song Zhiwei pushed him aside fiercely, and said instead, "I can go wherever you want."

Han Lu seemed to be reminiscing about Song Zhiwei's expression just now, and said in a slow tone: "Understood."

Song Zhiwei raised his foot and wanted to leave, but Han Lu smiled and held him back, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I will give it to you at night because it looks good at night."

Song Zhiwei curled his lips: "I didn't think it was wrong."

Jian Chao and Guo Han followed up, and all the gifts they gave were received.

Because I was thinking about things in my heart, time passed slowly.After finally staying up late at night, Song Zhiwei sneaked a glance at Han Lu after dinner.

Han Lu didn't see him by his father's side, and a group of people chatted around them.

He looked down at the time on his phone, it was only eight o'clock in the evening.He sighed, the time passed slower than class time.

He walked out of the villa to a place where there were few people, and looked at the flowers and trees in the garden boredly.

There were too many people on the first floor, and he was a little short of oxygen, so it was much better to come out and enjoy the cool breeze.

He crossed his arms, poked the floor with his left, and kicked the young tree with his right.

Han Lu's voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Why did you come out? I have been looking for you for a long time."

Before Song Zhiwei explained, Han Lu walked to a place very close behind him: "Wait for me on the balcony on the second floor."

The hot air he exhaled caused a burst of electric current in his ears, Song Zhiwei turned his head to hide for a while, afraid that Han Lu would notice something unusual, so he ran upstairs without looking back: "Got it."

Han Lu's triumphant chuckle could be heard behind him.

When he ran to the second floor and found that Han Lu hadn't followed, he slowed down and his heartbeat gradually stabilized.

Han Lu seemed particularly dissatisfied with restraint today, chasing him from a safe distance, always skimming the cordon to tease him.

Really bad.

Speaking of birthday gifts, in fact, he didn't celebrate his birthday much in the original world. Whether his parents were good parents or bad parents was impossible to define.

Sometimes I feel that he is not good enough to be rubbish, and I feel disgusted in all kinds of ways.Sometimes put too much pressure on him, hoping that he will grow up quickly.A few times I feel sorry for him, and I want to pick up a gentle face and be a pair of parents who love their children.

One of these times was a sudden whim to celebrate his birthday.

He refused.

He didn't want warmth to beat him back to his prototype after a few days.

When I was young, I secretly thought that it would be great if they loved and treated themselves better.

When I grow up, I will be bearish and don't expect extravagance.

Recalling these past events now, he suddenly felt that maybe he didn't expect his parents anymore, but he still didn't give up. He still expected to have someone who was willing to love himself.With his back to the balcony, he leaned against the door and looked into the corridor, his ears pricked up to listen. After waiting for a long time, he still didn't hear Han Lu's footsteps.

He couldn't help being curious.

What are you going to move, what a waste of time.

"Boom!"

A sudden explosion from behind almost scared his rabbit ears out.

He turned around sharply and followed the sound.

Suddenly, a gorgeous light blue firework exploded in the sky. After the firework disappeared, it exploded into a larger and more colorful firework.

These small sparks of various colors are arranged neatly and are very friendly to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Because the fireworks are very close to me, I can feel its extremely shocking beauty even more.

Then "咻." A small tail with sparks rushed into the sky.

Suddenly exploded "Boom!", and another ice-blue firework bloomed in the air.

Because of this huge movement.

The guests in their own homes, including nearby residents, all opened their doors and windows to look out. --

Many people took out their mobile phones and took pictures of the sky.

One is because of the super-looking fireworks.

Second, apart from New Year's Eve and New Year's Day, Nanhuai hasn't seen fireworks for a long time during normal times.

Song Zhiwei heard that the people below were all boiling.

"Didn't you say that fireworks are not allowed in the city?"

"I don't know, the place where the fireworks are set off is quite close."

"Oh, it's so strange, how can I see fireworks in normal times."

"It's not that it can't be released at all. I heard that it can still be released after writing an application to the higher authorities."

"That's so troublesome."

A few children shouted the happiest: "Mom, mom, come out and have a look, it's really beautiful."

"I want to let it go too!"

"You fart!"

They were chattering so loudly that Song Zhiwei didn't care to listen.

My mind is on these fireworks.

"咻", "咻", "咻" flew up one after another, the single cluster of fireworks in front was like an introduction, and the fireworks behind were getting more and more urgent, neatly and beautifully arranged in the air, lighting up most of the night.

Song Zhiwei looked up, and there were two beautiful watery grape eyes, each with a small firework in them.

So many years later, he still remembered the grand scene in front of him, and his beating heart under the grand scene.

Someone suddenly hugged him from behind.

Scared him half to death.

He didn't stabilize until he heard a familiar voice.

Han Lu pressed against his ear and said in a muffled voice, "Let me hug you."

"Just this, is it a thank you gift?"

"I'll let go after that."

Song Zhiwei didn't struggle anymore.

The grand scene in front of him or the warm body behind him, he didn't know which one frightened him more.

His black pupils still reflected small fireworks, and he watched them very seriously.

Han Lu said with a smile, "Do you like it?"

Song Zhiwei realized something later, he was surprised: "You gave it to me?"

"Ah."

Han Lu had a lot to say.

He wants to say that he can do it for him, whether it is spending money, energy, thought or gifts.

I like you, I like you the most. --

But he looked at Song Zhiwei's bright eyes looking up at the sky, and his heart softened. Needless to say, his goal has been achieved.

After 15 minutes, the fireworks went out.

The people downstairs were still talking about this rare sight.

"I want to post it on the Internet, it will definitely become popular."

"I also took a lot of videos and posted them in my family group. All my relatives asked me where I was. This place is worthy of being a famous wealthy area in Nanhuai City."

"... "

Song Zhiwei couldn't hear anything. His head was in a mess, his heart was beating fast, and his blood was rushing in his veins. He wanted to do something urgently to let his explosive mood have a place to release.

He turned around, and Han Lu let go of his waist to avoid suspicion. --

Song Zhiwei put his hand on Han Lu's arm, stepped on his feet, and kissed him on the lips.

Han Lu's lips are not like his own personality, they are soft and delicious.

Song Zhiwei touched it lightly and backed away. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Han Lu's lips were sweet, so he stuck out his tongue and subconsciously licked his own aftertaste.

But a second.

Han Lu grabbed his waist and leaned down to kiss him.

He didn't refuse at the first moment, but put his arms around the other's neck and rubbed the other's hair up and down, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction,

Han Lu's tongue licked around his teeth, and then / pushed open / the door.

Go inside and attack the city.

Song Zhiwei didn't expect the other party to go too far, he let go of his hand and backed away in fright, but Han Lu lifted him by the waist and pushed him against the wall, bowed his head and kissed him.

ten minutes later.

Song Zhiwei couldn't help but patted Han Lu's shoulder vigorously, and the other party let him go, full of aftertaste.

Song Zhiwei put his aggrieved head against Han Lu's shoulder, not wanting him to look at his expression.

Han Lu asked gently with a satisfied tone: "What's wrong?"

Song Zhiwei panted softly, he really felt like he couldn't breathe just now.And he felt his eye sockets wet.

I don't know if I was moved or cried.

He didn't want Han Lu to see his current appearance. If the other party misunderstood him, he would be kissed and cried.Where is his face?

But it would be a bit motherly to say that she was moved.

Anyway, don't look at it, he doesn't want Han Lu to look at his current expression.

Han Lu's voice was hoarse: "What do you mean by kissing me?"

Song Zhiwei didn't return.

Han Lu asked again: "Then we are together?"

Song Zhiwei was stunned for a while, then shook his head.He originally thought so, but now he somehow doesn't want to make Han Lu wishful.

Annoying, annoying.

Han Lu lowered his head, rubbed his hands, and touched Song Zhiwei's earlobe with his lips: "Then what do you mean?"