Double ten

"Xiao... An, Xiao An..." The raving of the man in his arms pulled him back from his thoughts.The man's voice was too soft and soft, and he still heard a vague word 'an'.

Smoothing his deeply frowned eyebrows, patted his trembling body, and when he finally fell asleep and was not haunted by nightmares, Xia Chengfeng looked at his side face carefully, couldn't help stretching out his hand to scratch his delicate nose, and muttered softly: "Little heartless." There was an unconcealable pampering in the words, and admiration in the eyes.

"No matter what you become, I still like you, love you!" He murmured, as if he was telling him as well as himself.I hope you can let go of the bad memories you have experienced, and let me protect you from now on.

Because of being emotional, the thing under his body swelled up badly, he tried his best to hold back the excitement in his heart, and tried his best to control the possessive thoughts welling up in his heart.He has always been self-disciplined, and when he was alone with him, just one kiss made him lose himself. He wanted to have him and get him desperately, but he knew that he couldn't, and he wanted him to accept it. One day, wait for him to fully accept him.

In front of him, he is calm, steady and decisive, always like a kid in love.

"If it's possible, I want to go on like this forever, holding you until the end of time." Holding him in his arms, his heart was full, full and warm.

"Yes, it will be possible." With good wishes, hugging the beloved, accompanied by the thick night, gradually fell asleep.

Have a good night's sleep.The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and unknown birds occasionally flew over and chirped.Mu Feng, who had slept enough, moved his stiff body, and the headache after a hangover also came clearly.

Frowning, Mu Feng lay on the bed and recalled what happened yesterday. In the end, he only remembered meeting Ryan. Other things were so messy that he couldn't remember them for a while.

His stomach was empty, and the discomfort in his stomach reminded him that he should do something. He still smelled of alcohol on his body, so he went to the bathroom and took a quick shower. Wearing black simple home clothes, he opened the bedroom door and prepared to do something. After breakfast, when he came to the living room, he saw something on the dining table, and he was a little strange.

There is a pressure cooker on the dining table, covered with a lid, and you can see the heat coming out of it. In addition, there are two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and two dishes of cold salad, hot and sour. It is unbearable to watch. I couldn't help swallowing my saliva.

There was a movement in the kitchen, he followed the sound and walked there, stood at the door of the kitchen, watched the man just put out the stir-fried dishes, then washed the pot, wiped the stove, and turned around with two dishes.

Seeing him, the man was surprised and delighted, "Morning, Xiaofeng."

Such a bright smile made Mu Feng lose his mind for a few seconds, he turned sideways and let him go, "Why are you here?"

He was a few beats behind in reacting before he realized that the pajamas were not changed by himself, but by this person.

Putting the plate on the dining table, Xia Chengfeng picked up the rice bowl to scoop up the porridge that had been cooked earlier, "Don't you remember?"

The smell of the food in the house was overflowing, and the stomach was growling faintly. Mu Feng calmed down, went to the table and sat down, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started to eat, "I don't remember, and... thank you!" Thank you, you cooked it breakfast.

He was slightly against his politeness in his heart, but he gradually got used to his politeness, Xia Chengfeng didn't say anything, and sat opposite him, picked up a bowl and started to eat breakfast.

Being able to have breakfast with him quietly like this, seems to bring Xia Chengfeng back to the days when he was in H University 20 years ago, the two of them at that time, in the school cafeteria, vermicelli, pasta, soy milk, deep-fried dough sticks, buns, or plain porridge , the two finished eating quietly, and then started to go to class.

He couldn't bear to break such a beautiful atmosphere, he was afraid of hearing the strange words that the person refused.

He couldn't bear to break it, but someone wanted to break it.When the bell rang, Xia Chengfeng answered the phone and learned that it was about a certain movie. He hung up the phone and looked at the person opposite. He didn't want to leave, but he had to. He had to deal with it immediately.

The man didn't ask him while he was eating, even though he used to not ask about his personal affairs, but he carefully expected that he would.He asked, and whatever it was, he would say.

After waiting for a while, the man still didn't say a word, knowing that he would never take the initiative to speak, Xia Chengfeng explained as if he was discouraged: "I have to go... Recently, if you have nothing to do, you Go out less... I went to the supermarket in the morning, bought a lot of food and put it in the refrigerator, I have to eat on time, and I can't be hungry..."

Before he finished rambling like an old lady, the man put down the unfinished bowls and chopsticks, said "wait a minute" and went to the bedroom.He came out quickly, walked up to him and put a few red tickets on the table in front of him, continued to sit down and eat, "Shopping."

Seeing him enter the bedroom, Xia Chengfeng thought of all kinds of possibilities in his heart, but he didn't expect that he would go to get the money. Unknown emotions bumped back and forth in his mind, and he clenched his fists. He suppressed the anger, stood up, and took the money. He took off his suit jacket and went outside.

"Take it." The calm tone made his anger rise again.

Turning around, Xia Chengfeng held back his breath and looked at him, "Do you have to be so careful with me?"

"I don't want to owe anyone." Mu Feng looked up at him, ignoring the hurt in his eyes, and said calmly.He can still pay this little money, and he won't owe him for these.

"Okay." It took a long time to hold back these words, walked to the table and took the dazzling red bills, Xia Chengfeng went out angrily.

He really has nothing to do with him, as long as he is happy, as long as he is willing.

Outside the door, with the closed door behind his back, Xia Chengfeng took out the gift box he had prepared a long time ago from his arms, and gently opened it.

There were two men's rings in the box, and his slender fingers caressed them lightly. He thought about the situation just now, closed the lid, and strode away.

He wanted to confess to him on his birthday. The man was drunk and passed out. He wanted to find a suitable opportunity to tell him later. Thinking about it, there was still a lack of suitable atmosphere.

Xiaofeng, when will you take off your disguise, when will you understand my intentions.