only love waiting for you

It was already dark, and the street lamps on both sides of the road were lit up one by one. The yellow light made people feel warm. Zhang Fan parked the car in a porridge shop not far from home, and gently shook Ling Ling's body sideways. cold.

"Are you home?" Ling Han rubbed his sleepy phoenix eyes, stretched his waist, and saw Zhang Fan smiling at him.

Zhang Fan looked at his slightly pale cheeks, and said distressedly, "No, let's get out of the car and eat something!"

"I don't have an appetite, I feel like throwing up when I see food." As he spoke, Ling Han rubbed his stomach, feeling like he was still riding in the "Sun Chariot".

Zhang Fan squinted his eyes, aimed at Ling Han's flat belly, and said with a smirk, "Thinking of vomiting? Could it be that the baby is pregnant?"

Ling Han pushed his head away with one hand, leaned back slightly against the car door, and said angrily: "You're just pregnant? Besides, how could a big man like me be pregnant!"

Zhang Fan changed his hippie smile just now, and said seriously, "Okay, baby is not pregnant, be obedient, drink some porridge and your stomach won't feel bad."

"Okay!" Ling Han knew that he felt sorry for him, so he stopped insisting and followed him into the porridge shop.

After entering the door, Zhang Fan carefully ordered some salty porridge for him. Ling Han vomited all afternoon, and now he didn't have any appetite, but he still drank in small sips, but his gaze involuntarily shifted to the person opposite.

Feeling his scorching gaze, Zhang Fan jokingly asked, "Why, after watching it so many times, I still can't get enough of it?"

"Well, I can't see enough!" Ling Han blurted out subconsciously, and immediately regretted saying it, a blush appeared on his cheeks, and then he quickly lowered his head and randomly stirred the porridge in the bowl with a spoon.It's really embarrassing to commit a nympho to a man who has been watching for more than two years.

Ling Han's sudden cooperation made it difficult for Zhang Fan to get used to it, but fortunately he was well prepared, "Honey, you are so cute, eat more, don't starve and lose weight."

"You are the only one who is cute, your whole family is cute." Ling Han hates others to say that he is cute, a big man is cute ass.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly: "Well, my whole family is cute, but you are the cutest."

"I'm not from your family!" Ling Han muttered in a low voice, and continued to drink porridge. There was a villain in his heart who was already tearing up and squatting in the corner to draw circles. Right!

"Well, I'll check again tonight." Zhang Fan said lightly.

Of course Ling Han understood what he meant by confirmation, he decided not to talk to this shameless man anymore.

The meal ended in this atmosphere. Zhang Fan took Ling Han's hand out of the porridge shop and walked along the brightly lit street where people and cars walked. Quan walked to the car, drove home, and said that there were arrangements for the evening.

The two walked into the house one after the other, and the house was still warm. As soon as Ling Han entered, he took off the down jacket and threw it on the sofa, then leaned back on the sofa with a grin. Zhang Fan smiled helplessly, and put the down jacket on the sofa. Picked up on the sofa and hung in the hall closet.

"Baby, I forgot to bring my mobile phone today. Go to the bedroom and help me get it. I'll go to the kitchen to make some hot milk." Zhang Fan deliberately sent him away and started to decorate the restaurant.

Ling Han weighed between boiling the milk and holding the phone for a long time, and finally chose the latter, "Okay!" After finishing speaking, he stood up from the sofa reluctantly, turned around and went upstairs resentfully.

Ling Han searched in the bedroom for a long time, but couldn't find the so-called mobile phone. When he went downstairs to question Zhang Fan, his eyes widened in shock at the scene of the restaurant downstairs.

There is a birthday cake in the middle of the dining table. It is not big, but it is very chic. There are 21 candles of different colors on it. The table around the cake is covered with red rose petals. When you get closer, you can see that these The rose petals were arranged in large characters, 'Han, happy birthday, I love you. '

Just when Ling Han was fascinated, the beautiful melody of the guitar sounded behind him. He turned around slowly, staring blankly at the person walking towards him. The person went to the high chair by the bar and sat down. And the hoarse voice slowly entered Ling Han's eardrums accompanied by the melody of the guitar.

I want to love you, give you that loving baby

Take high with you, do what you like baby

Igotto find out, how you can bemylady

I got to do things, do things to drive you crazy

……

If this is the last night

Babylet's do this right, kiselikeyoumeanit

If this is the last night

Babylet's do this right, kiselikeyoumeanit

Ohkise, ohholdme

Let's go to aplace, we'll never belonely

Oh Ineed you, Ineed you to hold me

Ohbaby, kiselikeyoumeanit

If this is the last night

Babylet's do this right, kiselikeyoumeanit

……

Ling Han was there stupidly, Zhang Fan at this time became different from usual, there was no joking, no sarcasm, only full of tenderness, several times made Ling Han think that he was dreaming.

After singing a song, Zhang Fan put the acoustic guitar on the bar, went to the dining table, lit the candles one by one, then walked to Ling Han's side, hugged him from behind, and put his chin on Ling Han's neck. On the shoulders, she gently opened her thin lips, "Happy birthday, baby!"

Ling Han was a little moved, a little bewildered, a little shy, he just lowered his head and let him hold him in his arms.

Zhang Fan turned his head slightly, looked at Ling Han's shy side face and said, "Make a wish!"

"En." Ling Han looked at the dancing flames, and silently made a very old-fashioned wish in his heart.

Zhang Fan didn't ask what Ling Han wished, but walked to the dining table again, pulled out the candles, and started cutting the cake.

The cake is very sweet, and Ling Han's heart is even sweeter. After finishing taking care of half of the cake, Ling Han touched his slightly distended stomach and lazily leaned on the sofa, "Fan, why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like sweets, as long as you like it!"

"Fan, can you play that song again? I want to hear it."

Zhang Fan didn't speak, and sat on the high chair, picked up the guitar and began to play, the beautiful guitar sound resounded throughout the room, Ling Han put his elbows on his knees, rested his chin on his palms and listened to Zhang Fan's singing quietly, There was a sweet smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was thinking of something beautiful.

The guitar sound stopped, but Ling Han was still smiling with his head propped up.

"Hey, I'm back to my senses." Zhang Fan waved his hand in front of Ling Han's eyes.

"Huh? Is it over? I still want to hear it!" Ling Han was taken aback.

"Okay, if you're tired of listening to it, let me know." So he started playing the guitar again, first he played Ling Han's beloved 'WhatDoYouMean?', then he played OllyMurs' 'KissMe', and then, He played the Twilight theme song 'AThousandYears.' and 'Boyfriend' and the Backstreet Boys' 'AsLongAsYouLoveMe'...and he kept playing it, very hard, very hard.

Ling Han had never heard him play the guitar so intently, he didn't seem to be playing casually, but seemed to be playing.Ling Han's attention was unconsciously attracted by the superb guitar sound, he raised his head and stared blankly at him.

Zhang Fan stared at Ling Han with an affectionate and focused expression.His fingers passed over the strings leisurely, one tune after another. There seemed to be endless tunes in his mind, and he kept playing, one by one, without getting bored or sloppy. The more he played, the more vigorously he played, and the more Ling Han listened, the more fascinated he became.Ling Han unconsciously looked into his deep eyes, and fell into a hypnotic state.

I don't know how much time has passed, half an hour, an hour, or even longer. Ling Han doesn't know the time, only that he was playing 'KissMe' at the end, playing that song 'KissMe' repeatedly, Zhang Fan's eyes never left Ling Han's face, when he finished the ending of "KissMe" for the third time or the fourth time, Ling Han was tired, tired of listening, tired of sitting on the sofa, tired of looking up... Anyway, is tired.

So, Ling Han sighed and said, "Okay, don't play any more."

"Have you heard enough?" he asked. "enough!"

Zhang Fan put down the guitar, straightened his back, his dark eyes stared at Ling Han's handsome face. "You've finally heard enough," he said. "Do you know how long I've been playing?"

Ling Han shook his head.Zhang Fan stretched out his fingers pressing the strings, and Ling Han was shocked to find that each of his fingers had been wiped off by the strings, and they were still bleeding. He actually played the piano for two hours with blood Guitar!

Ling Han opened his eyes wide, looking at his injured finger, Ling Han was stunned and tongue-tied.

"The guitar was not well maintained and I forgot to oil it," Zhang Fan said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I've 'played' for such a long time, otherwise, I wouldn't have worn out my fingers."

With distressed and puzzled expression on his face, Ling Han murmured and asked: "But, you...you...why do you keep playing? You...you...why don't you stop?"

"Because you didn't tell me to stop." He said, looking at Ling Han quietly.

Ling Han shook his head, frowned and said, "I don't understand."

"Because I love you," he said again.

Ling Han staggered up from the sofa, walked towards Zhang Fan almost at a trot, squatted down, and said in a choked voice: "You bastard, you always do things that move people! How can I love you?" Alright!" After finishing speaking, he sucked his bloody fingers in his mouth.

"It's okay, it will be fine in two days." After saying that, Zhang Fan pulled him into his arms and almost rubbed into his flesh and blood.

Ling Han imitated Zhang Fan's way of kissing him before, his hands clinging to his body like an octopus and groping around.

Ling Han's initiative caused Zhang Fan's self-control to collapse in an instant. He snorted, stretched out his arms to embrace Ling Han's shoulders, pushed him down on the bar, and sealed his lips with his mouth.

"Hmm..." A moan escaped, revealing all of Ling Han's emotions.

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and offered the most affectionate kiss again. "You have no chance to regret it." Zhang Fan wrapped his strong arms around his waist, and tightly bound him under his body, letting the hot masculine breath surround him.

"Okay." Ling Han's clothes were gradually lifted up in the lingering, and the bare skin rubbed against his, which made Ling Han's panting intensify and his heart beat so fast.

A word of "good" was drowned in heavy gasps, without him, two people are enough at this moment, the night is dark, the moonlight outside the window is cold, and the fire is strong inside the window, from the bar to the sofa, from the sofa to the floor, from the floor to the bathroom, From the bathroom to the bedroom, the room is full of beautiful scenery, shadows of people overlap and entangle, the night is thick, the moon is just right, and people are happy.