Conformity

The diversity of a person is first revealed from the eyes. The person is still the same person, but the feeling is completely different.

Shao Bowen was generous and gentle most of the time, but in this room at night, a certain deep predatory meaning emerged from his eyes, making him look aggressive with a cloth-wrapped blade.

Gentleness is a kind of charm that drips through stone, but strength is different. It convinces the prey in an instant.

Chang Yuan's blood is boiling, he is an adult, he knows what's coming next and has expectations, but it's useless to have no experience in anything, he didn't have a chance before reuniting with Shao Bowen, now he has to be a novice, nervous, covering up My palms were full of sweat.

In order to appear calm, he had no choice but to respond to all changes without change, sitting cross-legged like a gong. For a person who is about to step into harmony, this posture seems a bit cold.

Shao Bowen was also a little nervous at first, and he couldn't tell the difference between excited and hyperactive, but it's all at the door. If he still has the mind to distinguish, then he is not doing his job properly.

But Chang Yuan's forced composure made him lose his skills in an instant. When he spoke, his voice was so deep that he felt a little slurred, and he couldn't help laughing, "Don't you think that you are sitting too...a gentleman."

Since ancient times, passion has not been separated, and Shao Bowen's love is not platonic. No matter what kind of relationship it is, intimate contact is the most direct and effective expression of all. When Hu Zi is cute, he can't help but kiss twice. Chang Yuan is The belonging of his love, he can only treat this person as usual with a few times more endurance.

Chang Yuan's face was smoldering, and his disguise was exposed, and he was shameless. He determined to be an honest person from today, to be frank, lenient, and to tell the truth.

"I can't help it," he said with his waist down and his hands spread out, "For the first time, I'm nervous."

Shao Bowen's knees touched the edge of the bed, and he finally stopped. He was so happy that he made noises, but he still pretended to make a relief. He bent down slightly to hold Chang Yuan's face, and put a kiss between his eyebrows, his movements were gentle , but the breath was so hot that it seemed to ignite the air.

The close-range side light source of the desk lamp hit them both, casting an arc-shaped shadow on the backlight.

Chang Yuan caught a glimpse of the light and shadow unexpectedly, and his mind skipped a beat. For some reason, he remembered the little Sanju in City C.

Xiaosanju is a classic hyperbolic case in the domestic famous construction industry. The supervision unit is Donglian. At that time, Chang Yuan had just joined the company and had no chance to follow up the legendary modeling and laying-out process. He had time to follow the leader Luo Kun to see the completed project the whole picture.

Buildings straddle engineering technology and humanities and arts. Besides being practical, they must also have a display function. Some buildings will arouse people's admiration and feel that they are beautiful and shocking, but they can't explain why.

Chang Yuan didn't know where the concept designer of Xiaosanju got his inspiration from. He only remembered the very gentle feeling when he first saw the entrance like the undulating water.

Now he has found a very fitting concrete image for it from his own comprehension, the curve at the ups and downs is exactly the same as Shao Bowen's bent spine.

The tip of their noses touched, Shao Bowen touched Chang Yuan's hand with his right hand and pressed it to his heart, and said with a smile, "It's not the same, you see, I'm also nervous."

Chang Yuan didn't even bother to touch him, so he punched him in the chest, "Liar."

"Ah, my heart," Shao Bowen seemed to have suffered a serious injury, and fell onto the bed with his arms around him, "Well, I'm deceiving you with my body."

Why the fuck are you nervous?Chang Yuan said dumbfoundedly: "Oh, it sounds like I made money."

"No, no," Shao Bowen approached him modestly and kissed him, "This is a win-win situation."

No misunderstanding, no distance, no children, not even a dog, this moment is here, and no one is involved but them.

The heartbeat was beating like a drum, Shao Bowen stretched out his hand to touch Chang Yuan's face and ear pinnae, there seemed to be an expanding black whirlpool in his chest, there was fire in his breath and blood flow, reason and desire were chasing after each other, the battle was raging in his mind, Thousands of words are in his heart, and he is not enough to touch his hands, not enough to rub his ears and temples. He is greedy and wants too much, and wants to satisfy his thirst with the most efficient actions.

The ubiquitous intimacy and charm made Chang Yuan feel a little hypoxic. When the soft pecks lingered on the corners of his mouth, he actually felt his legs go limp. It wasn't the discomfort and soreness caused by fatigue, but the microbes released from under the skin and bones. Trembling.

He hugged Shao Bowen's waist, moved his head back a centimeter or two, and tilted his head slightly to meet him. His eyes were bright, and his gaze followed him everywhere, which seemed very affectionate.

Shao Bowen couldn't take his eyes off him, he went straight down the road with a strong feeling, hugged him tightly with understanding, the corners of his lips brushed against his eyelashes, and left faint traces on the wings of his nose, finally, his lips touched his lips, wet and lightly licked Then cut his tongue in.

Xia Chan is tireless, still neighing late at night.

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Take precautions against house thieves, Shao Bowen just went to the toilet, and troubles started in the bedroom.

Because he will be back in two or three minutes, he didn't lock the door at all, but he didn't expect his sleeper to wake up early today, so when he walked to the door of the master bedroom, he saw a scene He can laugh at the picture for a year.

Hu Zi didn't know when he slipped in, lying on the edge of the bed with his buttocks pouted, one hand propping up his small chin that hides the double layer, wrinkling his nose, looking around and inhaling, as if asking about the strange smell.

The landlord seems to be a lazy sleeper. The curtains are organ curtains with reflective coating. The sun shines through the house so low that Rishan is three poles, and the room can have the effect of dusk. The light is not bright, and the messy bed is also It's not so obvious, Chang Yuan is still sleeping.

Probably sensing someone invading a safe distance, he quickly opened his eyes.

Then maybe less than three seconds later, Shao Bowen, who was far away from the door, saw him yank the air conditioner and put it on his upper body. The speed could not be described as lightning fast. .

Huzi was obviously taken aback by him, but there was no logic in his little head. It happened one after another, and he forgot about the smell in an instant. He yawned and said: " Uncle Yuan, don't you feel hot when you hold your hands like this?"

Although the air conditioner is a great invention, this airtight shape is obviously not suitable for the season when it is raining like rain. However, the bear boy came to carry out a surprise attack suddenly, and he has no courage to be shirtless today.

Chang Yuan had no choice but to make excuses for himself hypocritically. He smiled a little reluctantly and said, "It's not hot, Uncle Yuan has a cold, so don't get so close to me."

Huzi narrowed his eyelids into three layers, and seemed to feel that he was a little pitiful. He let out an "ah", and began to crawl on the bed without retreating, wanting to touch his forehead like Shao Bowen did to him every time. Does he have a fever.

Chang Yuan subconsciously backed away a little, but he didn't expect that when he moved his whole body, the pain suddenly shot up from behind, making his face stiff for a moment strangely.

Last night's soaring heart rate and the crazily explosive senses are still warm. He just started eating too much, and forgot that there is a young man sleeping next door. Privacy and embarrassment are the same thing, which makes Chang Yuan always feel that the smell on the bed is very strong. He doesn't want to Let this pure little baby smell fishy here, so I have no choice but to divert his attention.

"I have a sore throat, Huzi, pour me a glass of hot water, okay?"

Every time Shao Bowen was sick, he was almost obedient to him. Huzi also had the consciousness to serve the people, so he jumped out of bed readily, and slipped away from Shao Bowen's legs in a gust of wind, leaving behind a perfunctory "Dad".

Chang Yuan's gaze followed the little light bulb, and he saw Shao Bowen who was standing there at the door. The culprit had a smile on his face, as if he was content with watching the play.

Chang Yuan gave him a warning look, threw off the quilt and quickly jumped out of bed barefoot to look through the wardrobe, found one and put it on his body, and pointed to himself in a bit of annoyance, "I said, you Can you cover me with a quilt and let the child in? What does this look like!"

Shao Bowen followed his pointing direction and saw vague dark red marks scattered on his chest and waist. He was suffocated immediately, and his nasal cavity was a little angry early in the morning.But he can't bear the blame, otherwise it will be endless in the future, Shao Bowen said: "I am wronged, he slipped in by himself, so I went out to use the toilet."

Chang Yuan was embarrassed while putting on his trousers, "If the tiger sneaks around like this, you and I will pay more attention to this..."

This meant that he either went to his house to spend the night, or he still slept with Huzi himself. That would be ridiculous, Shao Bowen assured him, "There will be no next time this happens."

Chang Yuan obviously didn't believe it, but after breakfast, he sat on the sofa in a daze, watching Shao Bowen opposite him let his son show off his painting skills.

The father first asked Huzi to draw a self-portrait like a stickman, and then drew a big money that can only be understood, then drew a door, put a big cross on it with a red crayon, and finally instructed him The son posted the masterpieces in a row on the door of the master bedroom to teach him how to read and write.

Children and dogs are not allowed to enter at will.