What if there are no inhibitors?

Song Zhiwei came out of the room pulling on his slippers, his hair was messed up, he yawned while rubbing his waist, and poured himself a glass of water.

"Well, I see." Someone was on the phone on the balcony.

He was so tired that he was about to drink some water and go back to sleep.

As a result, the people on the balcony looked up at him when they heard the movement, their dark eyes were very focused.His scalp tingled instantly, remembering that Han Lu had the same look last night, he restrained his hands with one hand, and touched his back from top to bottom with the other hand.

"It's amazing." Then Han Lu said.

I can't forget these three words in my ears.Song Zhiwei took another sip of mineral water and looked at Han Lu calmly.

The morning sun poured down on Han Lu's body, making him feel warm. With one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding his cell phone, he was in a lazy posture.

"Well, I'll tell him." After saying this, Han Lu hung up the phone and walked in from the balcony.

"Who?"

"my mother."

Song Zhiwei paused holding the cup: "What did Auntie say?"

"She asked me to take you home for the Spring Festival this year."

Song Zhiwei's heart speeded up suddenly, and then silently counted the time, October, November, December...

Phew, it should be fine.

"Okay," he replied.

"Fingers are turning white." Han Lu said with a smile, "So nervous?"

Song Zhiwei glanced at his hand holding the cup, then put it on the table, and asked, "Can you perform better than me?"

Han Lu tilted his head and thought about it. Compared with the attitude of Song Zhiwei's parents and his parents, he sighed inaudibly: "I should be nervous after all."

Song Zhiwei is happy now.

Ruan Ruan in the spiritual realm suddenly appeared out of nowhere from mid-air and jumped to the ground, and ran towards Han Lu with all four limbs and short legs.

Han Lu picked it up and let it stay comfortably in his palm.

The soft limbs and short legs were just enough to hug his thumbs, the two ears drooped obediently, and the fleshy cheeks rubbed against his fingertips.

He bowed his head and kissed the soft and furry head, "So cute."

After confessing, Song Zhiwei told him more things, such as Ruan Ruan is not an ordinary pet, but more like a soul clone.

The popular point is that the companion beast cannot be touched casually. If the companion beast likes you very much, then the owner's inner world must also like you very much.

Because of this, he likes Ruan Ruan even more.

But Song Zhiwei didn't want him to touch him too much.

"Okay, you've hugged it today. You can give it back to me now." Song Zhiwei stretched out his hand.

Han Lu smiled and waved his hand: "No."

Song Zhiwei himself felt it when he touched Ruanruan.

Although Song Zhiwei hadn't told him about this yet, he was aware of it.

His fingertips stroked the delicate and soft white fur on the soft back.

Song Zhiwei paused for a moment, pointed to the table, his eyes were a little red when he raised his head, and his tone was particularly aggressive, as if he was getting up late: "Do you think I'm discussing with you?"

As soon as the voice fell, Ruan Ruan disappeared.

Han Lu stroked his fingers, changed the subject and said, "How will we celebrate National Day?"

"I want to sleep today." Song Zhiwei said: "There are so many people on the [-]st, after all, go on a date tomorrow?"

He had just come through a grueling rut.

Originally, a person who has just eaten the Manchu Banquet, even if the meat is delicious, would like to change the taste, want to eat some porridge and side dishes?

But Han Lu didn't, he still had the guts to know the taste, and pulled him to mess around twice again when he was not in heat.

It was only September 9th yesterday, and it’s only been 30 days since the 25th.

So frustrating.

But he didn't swear, he couldn't stand Han Lu touching him, not even a symbolic struggle.

In the final analysis, his own will is not firm, and in the end he can only swallow this bitter fruit by himself.

He took another sip of cold mineral water: "I'm going to sleep."

"Go to sleep." Han Lu said, "What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you at noon."

Song Zhiwei lay comfortably at home all day. Before going to sleep, Han Lu asked him what he wanted to play, obviously wanting to leave the choice in his hands.

But he really didn't have any plans, the tourist attractions are crowded with people everywhere, he said: "I don't want to go to tourist attractions with many people, I want to go shopping with you slowly when there are few people, maybe tomorrow, just order it normally ?”

Han Lu answered yes.

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He didn't wake up until ten o'clock the next morning.

Although the two of them couldn't help playing for a while last night, he even talked to Han Lu coquettishly, but Han Lu couldn't bear it because he was afraid of his pain.

But even without real swords and guns, he was still a little tired.I don't sleep until ten o'clock.

When he got up, Han Lu just came back from the outside.

"Did you run so late this morning?"

"I bought something."

The weather today is particularly good, neither hot nor cold, the light and temperature, even the wind gently blowing on the skin is just right.

He and Han Lu are ready to go in sportswear. The clothes are two styles from the same store. The loose but not fat sports style looks clean and youthful.

Both of them are tall and long, and they look very good in clothes.

The most amazing thing is that these two clothes have similar color schemes, they look like brother clothes and couple clothes.

After they had lunch in the restaurant, they went to watch a movie. After all, there were many movies praising the motherland in the cinema during this time.

But Song Zhiwei could still see many young couples entering the cinema holding hands.No matter how serious this film is, it can't cover up the pink bubbles on their bodies.

He and Han Lu can still act as brothers at ordinary times, but today everyone seems to know about it.

But he has nothing to hide.After all, he has the best boyfriend in the world.

After watching the movie, it was 04:30 in the afternoon, and the gentle wind was very comfortable.Song Zhiwei jumped out of the door like a rabbit, grabbed Han Lu's arm, and leaned on Han Lu's body: "Boyfriend! What are we going to do next?"

The sound is glutinous.

Han Lu smiled lightly, and looked down at him: "So happy today?"

"I'm happy every day when I'm with you." Song Zhiwei didn't often say such words, and his tone at this time was also particularly unserious, as if he was joking.

Han Lu pinched his face and said in a cheerful voice, "Go climb the mountain."

"Mountain climbing?" Song Zhiwei's head was stuck for a second, before Han Lu looked over, "Okay, I like mountain climbing, let's go."

They didn't take the big roads where they could get in and out of the saloon.Because there must be many tourists at this time.

Han Lu led him up a path.

This road is very remote, but the scenery is very good, and the locals must know it.

Only in the north are the trees towering into the sky, making the temperature very cool.

During the non-stop walking, they passed the low haystacks and flowers in the woods from time to time, and passed a transparent and cool stream, which was very interesting.

Song Zhiwei said: "How do you know this road?"

"Ask someone in advance."

"So you planned to bring me here?"

"Ah."

Song Zhiwei did not continue to ask, because he felt that mountain climbing is a place that is only interesting when he is here. If he is planning where to go in his mind, mountain climbing is not a good choice.

He just agreed happily, and a large part of it was because of Han Lu, not because of mountain climbing.So he didn't know the reason why Han Lu took him to climb the mountain.

Thinking of this, he suddenly laughed.

The voice was especially clear in the forest.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Lu asked.

Song Zhiwei shook his head superficially, "It's nothing."

But he thought in his heart that Han Lu studied a special science major, so that's what happened to his romantic cells.

Fireworks in the past, giving him all his property is the pinnacle of a science student.

"It's still a long time." After walking for another half an hour, Song Zhiwei's legs were a little weak, and his voice softened unconsciously.

Han Lu turned around and grabbed his wrist, leading him away.

About another ten minutes or so.The road was getting steeper and steeper. When it was about to reach the top of the mountain, there was a flat ground the size of a basketball court. There was a big tent and a small prefabricated house on the flat ground.

"Wow." He suddenly envied the owner of the tent.Since the tent looked particularly sturdy and well-equipped, there must have been a soft bed and the water he wanted to drink.

The owner of the tent was a young brother, who came over and had a chat with Han Lu, and kept looking at the employer's hand: Damn, that's what he thought.A couple?Are male and female couples so good at killing dogs these days?

It was a waste of time for him to guard here for a long time, and even the salary he got was not good.

"Thank you." Han Lu said.

"You're welcome, you're welcome, I wish you a good time, then I'll go first." The younger brother turned to Song Zhiwei and walked straight down the mountain.

Song Zhiwei's eyes suddenly brightened, pointing at the beautiful blue tent: "Is that ours?"

"Ah."

"Yeah." After getting the answer, Song Zhiwei quickly ran to the tent and opened the curtain to have a look.

Sure enough, the tent was big and strong, and there was a very soft bed inside. He lay down on the bed, all the limp cells in his body were relaxing and breathing.

Immediately afterwards, Han Lu came in and sat next to him playing with his mobile phone.

"Are we going to sleep here tonight?" Song Zhiwei asked.

"Ah."

"But..." Song Zhiwei raised his neckline and sniffed, but he didn't think it was enough, so he sat up and sniffed at Han Lu's neck.

If it was just getting together or in love, he would never do this kind of thing.He continued: "But you are sweating, are you unclean today?"

Han Lu pointed to the prefabricated house outside: "There is a simple bathroom over there."

Song Zhiwei looked at Han Lu in disbelief, and got up to look at the prefab room. There was a large bucket of water and a sprinkler inside.

"Awesome." He turned back and said.Take a closer look at this time, and there is a large bag of snacks, a large bottle of mineral water, cups, and slippers in the tent.There are clean clothes folded on the bed.There is also a small vertical air conditioner on the ground, and a large square battery next to it.

Almost everything, like a treasure chest.

"You are amazing."

"Are you going to take a shower first?" Han Lu handed him a set of clothes.

Song Zhiwei took the clothes and went to the prefab room.Although there is a lot of water, he still washes quickly.

Because he wants to save more for Han Lu, after all, Han Lu is a bit of a clean freak.

Dinner is done in a small electric cooker.Han Lu poured a packet of rich broth into it, cooked the ingredients of Kanto cooking with hot pot seasoning,

Fried tofu, tribute balls, cheese fish balls, crab sticks, tofu skewers...slowly began to overflow with fragrance.

Although I usually eat a lot of Kanto cooking, I don't feel very amazing.

But with this environment, it is amazing.

Song Zhiwei took a sip of the soup, and his mouth was full of meaty aroma: "It's too powerful, like a spring outing but much more refreshing than a spring outing."

"You like to come back next time."

"Okay." He said with a smile.

After dinner, he couldn't help falling asleep on the bed, because he was too tired after walking for two hours on the mountain road today.

But this morning he was full of sleep, so he woke up after a nap.

"Han Lu..." He called a few times, but no one was there, and he walked out with a dazed stare.