abnormal relationship

As soon as Xiao Xiao came out of the exit, he saw Wang Wentian looking at him from a distance.Wang Wentian was wearing a black woolen overcoat with his hands in his pockets. When he saw Xiao Xiao coming out, he smiled and waved. Xiao Xiao smiled back and walked towards Wang Wentian.

Xiao Xiao handed Wang Wentian one of the two suitcases in his hand, and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

Wang Wentian took the suitcase, "Not long."

The two walked towards the parking lot without saying a word. After Wang Wentian put the salute into the trunk, the two got into the car one after the other, but neither of them wanted to wear a seat belt.The two sat firmly, and their eyes slowly met. Wang Wentian got up, supported Xiao Xiao's face with both hands, and his lips directly touched Xiao Xiao's mouth. Clutching Wang Wentian's head, the two kissed vigorously. After an unknown period of time, Wang Wentian slowly left Xiao Xiao, carefully admiring Xiao Xiao's expression. Xiao Xiao's eyes were fascinated, and his cheeks were slightly red. Went to Xiao Xiao's ear and said softly, "Xiao Xiao, I miss you so much."

Hearing Wang Wentian's voice, Xiao Xiao returned to his senses, holding Wang Wentian's head on his chest, "I miss you too."

Wang Wentian rubbed against Xiao Xiao's chest for a while, then sat up straight, put on his seat belt, and turned the car key. Seeing that Wang Wentian had nothing to say, Xiao Xiao also put on his seat belt reluctantly.Seeing Xiao Xiao's dissatisfied look, Wang Wentian found it a little funny, and comforted him, "Hey, if you have anything to say, talk it out when you get home. After all, this is an airport, and there are everyone, so it's inconvenient."

Xiao Xiao gave him a blank look, took out his mobile phone to report his family's safety, and was so preoccupied with him just now that he even forgot to call home.

"Hey, mom, I'm in city A... Well, I've already got off the plane... No, it's not late. I was busy picking up my luggage just now, and I'm calling now when I'm free... Well, a friend came to pick me up... It's him ...Okay, don't forget, I must give him a share...Then, you and my dad can go to bed earlier, good night. "

Xiao Xiao hung up the phone and said coquettishly to Wang Wentian, "Ah Tim, I still want to go home."

Wang Wentian glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you home next time. What happened when you said 'it's him' on the phone just now? Am I ranked in your family?"

"Yeah." The corners of Xiao Xiao's mouth rose slightly, and his eyes narrowed, "I told my mother that a friend bought those gifts for them, and she was so happy that she insisted on bringing you something back. Those two boxes are gone, one box is for you, half of the box is for Li Wei and Yuan Ye, and only half of the box is my pitifully small luggage."

Wang Wentian was very happy to hear that there was a box there that belonged to him, "Thank my mother for me."

"What my mother? Do you want to show some shame? I have such a thick skin. I didn't say anything here, but you changed your mind first." As he said, he stretched out his hand to scratch Wang Wentian's itchy flesh.

"Eh? Don't make trouble, I'm driving here."

Xiao Xiao withdrew his hand, "Look at your virtue." The two smiled at the mirror, Xiao Xiao gave Wang Wentian an angry look, and looked away.

It was past nine o'clock now, and Xiao Xiao still had work tomorrow, so the two of them went home directly.As soon as he got home, Wang Wentian couldn't wait to open Xiao Xiao's suitcase, "Quickly, tell me which ones my mother-in-law gave me."

Xiao Xiao kicked Wang Wentian who was looking through the suitcase with his butt pouted in the shapeless place, "Don't pooing there, go and change clothes, you are indispensable." Clothes go.

Although Wang Wentian was excited, he still wanted to listen to what Xiao Xiao said. He stood up and straightened his waist, followed Xiao Xiao and walked away. After taking off all his clothes, he grabbed his hand in front of Xiao Xiao. Belly, "Look, I'm starving and thin." Xiao Xiao really liked his serious face but he said coquettish words, and reached out to touch his belly, "Yo, why are you so deflated? It seems that I have to work hard gone."

Wang Wentian grabbed Xiao Xiao's hand and pulled him into his arms, "It's me who should work hard." Xiao Xiao pushed Wang Wentian away unceremoniously, "You work hard? Then you work hard to cook and feed yourself Get fat, I just save trouble. Put on your clothes quickly and go see what your mother-in-law brought you. "

Most of what Xiao Xiao recited back were some special products from the Northeast, not so much special products as the heart of the old man.

Xiao Xiao pointed to bottles, cans, and plastic bags, and introduced them one by one, "My grandma picked these mushrooms on the mountain by herself. They are pure wild. On the long mountain, I guarantee that I haven't eaten any exhaust gas. These rose petals should be It was picked by her last spring, she would get better every year, dried it, and distributed it to us. This is pine tree powder, which was also picked by herself. This is black honey. There is a relative in the family who keeps bees. He made it at his own home, with high purity and no pollution, better than those sold in supermarkets. And this scarf, originally woven for me by my mother, later heard about your existence, so I won’t give it to you right away Yes, keep it well. Oh, yes, and this fungus is also made by relatives at home, let’s mix it with cold dishes tomorrow."

Xiao Xiao babbled on by himself, and was very upset that he didn't get a response from Wang Wentian. Just as he was about to "reprimand" him, he looked up and saw Wang Wentian's focused eyes.

Wang Wentian looked at Xiao Xiao very intently, as if Xiao Xiao was the only one left in the world.

Xiao Xiao was a little scared by him, "Hey, don't look at me like this, it's weird."

Wang Wentian rubbed Xiao Xiao's hair and hugged Xiao Xiao, "Xiao Xiao, I will treat my parents and grandma well in the future."

Three black lines appeared in the back of Xiao Xiao's head, thinking that he might be moved by just this, but Xiao Xiao couldn't say those nice words, so he could only change the subject, "Are you not treating my grandpa well?"

Wang Wentian rubbed his chin against the top of Xiao Xiao's head, "Be nice to grandpa, whoever you are nice to, I will be nice to whoever you want me to be nice to, I will be nice to whoever you want me to be nice to."

"Okay, stop being sensational here, hurry up and pack everything into the kitchen." Xiao Xiao struggled out of Wang Wentian's arms, "By the way, remember to set aside two copies of everything, and the rest are ours .I'm going to put the scarf in the closet." After speaking, he turned and walked away with the only scarf.

Wang Wentian looked at Xiao Xiao's back, and quickly shouted, "Put it in a more conspicuous place, I'll take it with me tomorrow."

Xiao Xiao replied that he knew, and disappeared.When Wang Wentian packed up his things and came back, Xiao Xiao had already gone to take a shower in a hurry.

Wang Wentian sighed, and hid in the study. When Xiao Xiao came out of the shower and found that there was no sign of Wang Wentian in the living room and kitchen, he guessed that Wang Wentian should have gone to the study.

Xiao Xiao opened the door lightly, there was no headlight in the study, only the desk lamp was turned on, Wang Wentian was concentrating on something busy with the computer, even Xiao Xiao didn't notice when he came to him.

"Are you going to be busy with work during the Chinese New Year?" Xiao Xiao lowered his voice as much as possible, but Wang Wentian was still taken aback, Wang Wentian turned around, "Well, there are still some things to deal with, and it will be over soon, you go to dry your hair first. "

Xiao Xiao kissed Wang Wentian on the cheek, and left obediently.

That night, Wang Wentian held Xiao Xiao in his arms and told him his own story. He had never told anyone about these things, and it didn't matter whether Xiao Xiao was willing to listen or not, he just told him like this.

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Why is there no message? Could it be that those few clicks were made by robots?