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The night was not very deep, there were still pedestrians on the road, and the street lamps with soft light followed one after another, relaying light to the driving cars.The usage instructions are clearly printed on the colorful wrapping paper. Although it is not as big as a tofu block, the words are passionate and unrestrained, which is unforgettable.

"So little." Yan Mingxin read the explanation, shook it in his ear, and asked without hearing the sound, "Is this enough?"

Jun Yang coughed lightly and said, "Enough."

Yan Mingxin let out an "oh", put the vial in his pocket and clutched it, and asked again, "How do you know?"

"This is 'motor oil', not 'gasoline', so it won't be used much." Jun Yang glanced at him from the corner of his eye in general, and suddenly realized that his worry was not unreasonable, "Why don't you go back and buy some more ?”

Yan Mingxin took out the vial again at some point, curiously and vigilantly squeezed a drop on the back of his hand, pressed his finger on it, and slid out with a "swipe".

While rubbing the back of his hand, he lamented that seeing is believing, and praised the effectiveness of the lubrication, which really deserves its reputation, while making a small question.

Jun Yang asked: "What's wrong?"

Yan Mingxin told him quietly: "It's so hot when you put it on."

"Hot?" Jun Yang asked, "What kind of heat? You rub some on my hands."

Yan Mingxin evenly spread the essential oil on Junyang's arm with his backhand, and the two waited quietly for a while.

Jun Yang said: "I don't feel hot."

"How is it possible?" Yan Mingxin suspected that the amount was small, and squeezed out a few more drops from the bottle, and smeared it on Jun Yang's arm, "Is it hot? My hands are hot."

"It still doesn't feel hot." Jun Yang turned off the air conditioner, "Is it because your skin is thin?"

Yan Mingxin: "Am I thin?"

"Yeah." Jun Yang glanced at him, "You will blush."

The essential oil on his arm was still not hot enough for him to speak, not as hot as his heart, but the temperature of the skin had actually accelerated the volatilization of the essential oil, and a burst of fragrance gradually permeated the compartment.

Jun Yang asked: "What kind of fragrance is this?"

"I don't know." Yan Ming said, looking at the packaging again and again, "It's not written."

Jun Yang told him to pick the one that was pleasing to his eyes, so he entered the pharmacy wearing a mask.As soon as he entered the door, he was caught between two shopping guides on night shift—under their countless gazes, Yan Mingxin's scalp was numb, and he felt that there was nowhere to hide what he was thinking, so he hurriedly took a bottle of Just leave after finishing the money, where there is no leisure to pick and choose.

Not only Jun Yang, but even he felt familiar with this fragrance.It doesn't have a flamboyant smell, it just smells sweetly obediently, but it's clearly on the lips, but I can't name it.

The more Yan Mingxin smells, the better he smells, and he hates seeing each other later.He rubbed his nose—there are people living in the left and right rooms of Junyang's dormitory, so it's not good to make a noise, if the college pursues it, and the smell smells tangy when entering the room, is that okay?

"Go to my house." Yan Ming said.

At least there are no uninvited guests visiting the house, no matter how much you toss, no one will bother, and it is much more convenient to clean up.

Standing in front of the door, Yan Mingxin fumbled here and there on the door frame, wiped the dust with his hand, but still couldn't find the key: "Strange, where did you put it?"

"Did it fall on the ground and was swept away?" Jun Yang looked around on the ground, "Do you have a spare?"

"The spare one is in the house...it shouldn't be, and there was no earthquake, how could it fall?" There is a four to five centimeters wide beam above the door frame, and something as big as a key can only fall if it shakes the wall and the house collapses. have to come down.

Yan Mingxin thought about it while looking for it, and said, "Could it be that my father came back?"

027 needs to be modified and tested. His father shouldn't come back so soon. Even if he comes back, his father will not rush home immediately.Thinking about it... Yan Mingxin suddenly heard a familiar footstep—there were only a few steps in the stairs. The man walked up slowly, took two steps, shook it, and rubbed against the wall with the railing.

Yan Mingxin has never been out so frequently like this year, and he has never noticed his father coming home so frequently.

Thinking of the purpose of this trip, he choked with guilt, pulled Jun Yang and said, "Don't panic."

Jun Yang didn't understand, so he stood still: "Why should I panic?"

Yan Dingbo happened to be resting today. After the 027 was refitted, he led people back from Jiangnan to participate in a joint exercise. Halfway through the exercise, he encountered a civil war in Area D.Now that these few things are over, even Yan Mingxin is on vacation, and the 027 ship is in the military area, on duty according to the normal plan, so it is natural to rest as planned.

When Yan Mingxin confronted the external plane in the air, it was even more bloody on the sea, and the stubborn resisters did everything they could.Yan Dingbo and 027 have witnessed the rise and fall of a country and the change of dynasties this time, and they are full of emotions. Besides, he is not a gourd with a sawn mouth, so it is inevitable to get together with old friends when he goes ashore.

"Dad, have you been drinking?" Yan Mingxin waved in front of his eyes, "Do you have the key?"

Yan Dingbo has been widowed for decades, and he has developed a heart-rending willpower, which is just enough to support him every time he finishes drinking and walks to the door of the house, no more, no less.

He could vaguely hear his son's voice, and responded reflexively, "Yes."

Jun Yang stood aside silently, Yan Dingbo didn't notice that there was another person at the door.He didn't know whether he was dreaming or waking up, but whether he was waking up from the dream, he had no reason to disagree with Yan Mingxin wanting to enter the house.

He opened the door, patted the door panel lightly, and shouted back: "I'm home, come in."

Yan Dingbo took off his shoes and changed his clothes familiarly, and fell asleep on the bed in the bedroom, but Jun Yang didn't move for a long time.

He glanced between the father and son and said, "I'll go back first."

Yan Mingxin grabbed him: "Why?"

Jun Yang looked towards the bedroom not far away: "He didn't know I was here."

"Isn't that good?" Yan Ming said, "He sleeps after drinking, and won't remember anything when he wakes up tomorrow."

Jun Yang patted him and said with a smile, "I'm not drunk."

When Captain Yan was away, Yan Mingxin became an adult more than a dozen times. He can do what you want and what I want. But when Captain Yan came back, Yan Mingxin was in chaos—is he really afraid of his father? , he felt ashamed to face his father because of their "plan" today.

Jun Yang doesn't mind whether their relationship is aboveboard or in the dark, and he doesn't need to report to anyone. Anyway, when he gets what he wants, even if someone jumps out and disagrees, can he still let him spit out the advantage he has taken? ?

But Yan Mingxin couldn't do it.

A loving father and a filial son don’t necessarily have to obey what they say, but at least they must maintain a high degree of cognitive unity—if this matter is not approved by his father, even if he sneaks into it first, he will inevitably feel anxious afterwards.

He likes, he wants to have Yan Mingxin, but he doesn't want this person to lose his original appearance by accommodating him.He wanted to see his brows stretched out and his eyes bright, and he didn't want him to be flustered like he was just now.

He shouldn't be like that.

Yan Mingxin refused to let him go, and said, "I'm here. I know you're here, isn't it all right?"

It’s fine if it’s someone else, it’s just a night walk, but if you want Jun Yang to stand in front of the lights that are close at hand, just take a look, and then walk into the thicker night alone, how can he still go tonight? Can you sleep well?

Jun Yang remained silent, and he listened to him: "Don't be afraid, I'm not...that kind of person! Let's go to bed tonight and do nothing else, right?"

Jun Yang looked at him strangely: "Do you think I am afraid that you will do 'something else'?"

In order to deceive others, Yan Mingxin even took out two thin quilts.He closed the door and turned off the lights, sniffing his hands curiously.

The essential oil is said to be oil, but it is not exactly like oil. A few drops of oil on the hands are washed away by water, leaving no traces.

But he felt that fragrance still lingered around him vaguely, always pulling his imagination.

"Hello." He called softly, and Jun Yang immediately opened his eyes lightly, facing him face to face, his eyes met.

Yan Mingxin stretched his hand across the border, scratched Jun Yang's skin with his nails, and asked, "Tell me, do you want to try the one you just bought?"

The corners of Jun Yang's lips twitched a little, and after looking at him for a long time, he asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of your father?"

Yan Mingxin frowned: "He drank like that, what am I afraid of him doing?"

Jun Yang: "You were so frightened just now that you wanted to jump out of the window."

"Am I afraid of him? I'm afraid you are afraid of him." Yan Mingxin moved his head forward, lowered his eyes and said depressedly, "I'm not going to jump out of the window? I'm afraid of leaving a psychological shadow on you. Now, when we are together in the future, you always think of this..."

Jun Yang smiled: "Can this matter scare me?"

He changed his mind and asked, "What should your father do if he finds out?"

Yan Mingxin stared at him in the dark: "I didn't want to keep it from him. What do you think?"

On the one hand, he was sneaking around in the dark, and on the other hand, he was facing the storm directly. Jun Yang tasted the product, and felt that the two fell on him like a knife, and they were indistinguishable.

However, being able to suffer twice for Yan Mingxin seems to be a rare honor.

He has nothing to do, maybe the latter will have a great turnaround: "Okay. But what if your dad doesn't agree?"

Yan Mingxin scratched his hand carefully: "Then I will ask you."

Jun Yang raised his eyebrows: "Ask me what?"

"If he disagrees, it depends on whether you dare to commit crimes against the wind and stay with me." Yan Mingxin asked, "Do you dare?"

Jun Yang smiled, and let out a breath of disdain between his teeth: "Tch."

Yan Mingxin asked: "Can you do it? Can you do it?"

Jun Yang was angry that he asked these useless words, and he was too lazy to be really angry with him. He was itchy by him, so he found his mouth deformed by the pillow, and kissed him: "I dare to commit crimes against the wind now. What about the oil?"

Yan Mingxin's talent and brilliance have been proven countless times on his growth path, and he only needs a touch of the finishing touch to be able to learn from the past and learn from the new.There is nothing difficult in the world, as long as there is a heart, it is worthwhile for him to study the explanation all the way. In actual combat, he has been able to operate without script, and he is happy to make every inch of progress. He is still seeking further progress.

Jun Yang was lying on his side——Yan Mingxin was afraid that he would gnash his teeth and force himself to death, so he must see his face.

Jun Yang suddenly squeezed a handful of innocent pillows with his fingertips.

Yan Mingxin stopped immediately: "What's wrong with you?"

Jun Yang closed his eyes, with a rare expression of helplessness on his face: "It seems...it's a little hot...I can feel it..."

There is no one in Yan Mingxin's house all year round, the small bed is located in the middle of the bedroom, and he enjoys the peace and happiness completely forgetting that he is a bed.Due to its advanced age, it was requisitioned, and it complained a lot, and started chattering on the spot.Yan Mingxin moved lightly, and it sighed "Ouch, Ouch", just as Yan Mingxin was about to make a difference, it first let out an exaggerated "Ouch"!

"..." Yan Mingxin grabbed the head of the bed with one hand, as if covering its mouth, and it complained angrily in a muffled voice.

Jun Yang heard it clearly and couldn't help laughing.

When he smiled, Yan Mingxin was in a dilemma, so he reached out and pinched his face: "Will it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Jun Yang said.

He had imagined many ways to have Yan Mingxin out of thin air, and he thought that if two people like them want to break the ethics and get together, it must be an unbreakable contest.But he didn't know whether it was the first time raw and second time familiarity, or the lubricating and relaxing effect of essential oils, he couldn't help but be surprised that he could hug Yan Mingxin so softly.

While he clearly felt its existence, he also had a kind of itchy feeling, which made him unwilling to be alone.

While Yan Mingxin was wrestling with the bed, he also gently swayed his body.

He grabbed Yan Mingxin's arm as a fulcrum, greedily stroking it: "I feel closer to you."

When Yan Dingbo woke up, he saw how nice it was to have a son. The windows in the house were bright and clean, the floor was swept and mopped, and the breakfast bought from a nearby shop was covered with a gauze cover on the table. There are samples.

What touched him the most was that such a hard-working and capable son was very filial to him. The clothes he had changed and some messy things that should be washed at home were all cleaned up and hung up on the balcony.

As soon as the wind blows, the laundry detergent seems to be particularly fragrant today.

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