alternate performance

Xu Chenhe pretended to be confused by placing the tableware, but Gu Congran staggered, he immediately reacted and threw down the tableware to support the other party: "I will help you."

During the day, the other party reprimanded him on the phone, but now Xu Chenhe hugged his arm tightly, Gu Congran seemed to be floating in a dream, and all the touches became unreal.Afraid of getting used to this feeling and afraid of losing it, Gu Congran twitched his arm and asked, "You won't let go suddenly, will you?"

"If I let go, can you walk by yourself?" Xu Chenhe let go of his strength.

Gu Congran shoved his arm back cheekily: "No."

In front of the toilet, Xu Chenhe said nothing and refused to proceed to the next step: "Take it off yourself, I'll wait for you outside."

"I can't bend over." Gu Congran hooked the waistband of his trousers and pulled them down, "Help me with your eyes closed."

Both sides are familiar with each other's bodies, but in this awkward relationship, Xu Chenhe couldn't spare space to think about what was there or what wasn't. He opened his eyes and calmly took off Gu Congran's outer pants and the bottom of his pants, and grabbed them. Gu Congran put his hand on it and said, "Do it yourself."

Gu Congran was afraid that Xu Chenhe, who turned his back on his back, would feel embarrassed, so he raised a topic casually: "The matter in the afternoon had a big impact, didn't you see that person before?" ever?"

The sound of the water was sputtering, Xu Chenhe went to the washstand and raised the faucet to cover it with the loudest sound of running water: "I haven't seen it before. I haven't encountered such an extreme illegitimate meal after retiring from the circle, so I didn't understand the series of weird things before." Think about it this way." Putting his hands under the running water, rubbing his hands, squeezing rose-scented hand sanitizer, and kneading the foam, Xu Chenhe refrained from looking at the mirror, "But strictly speaking, he is not my illegitimate fan, he likes It was Xie Miao, maybe because he had the same experience, or because of his extreme possession of a weak person like Xie Miao."

"His behavior already constitutes the crime of intentional homicide." Gu Congran said.

"Now he is detained in the bureau, and he will have to wait for a few years when the verdict comes out." Xu Chenhe washed the foam clean, "I have to thank my aunt for accompanying me to take the record. I have never dealt with this kind of situation, so I am afraid of rushing Wrong words."

He omitted the matter of Wei Fangling using his relationship to help Gu Congran get rid of his guilt. Wei Fangling said that the matter was over and it was over, and no one should mention it again. Her son committed this mess since he was a child. The eldest son wiped his ass back.

There was no sound behind him, Xu Chenhe turned off the faucet, and was about to ask Gu Cong whether there was any water after setting off, when he raised his eyes, he saw Gu Congran's chest pressed against his back in the mirror.

Gu Congran was half a head taller than Xu Chenhe, and when he lowered his head, his mouth could just touch Xu Chenhe's ears.He opened his arms and circled Xu Chenhe as if there was nothing there, then turned on the faucet again and watered his hands: "I'm very happy."

Xu Chenhe was so crowded that he almost had no place to stand, he turned his head to avoid Gu Congran's kiss on his ear tip: "I'm so happy that I was cut off, didn't I sew enough fourteen stitches?"

"The mouth is so small, did you learn from Tang Sui?" Gu Congran put away his intimate behavior as soon as he saw it, and opened the distance between him and Xu Chenhe to wipe his hands with a dry towel, "I'm happy because I finally have a chance to protect you once. I’ve been missing it all the time, and I’m not reconciled.”

Xu Chenhe still couldn't immediately place the two of them in their relationship. He buried his head in scratching the water mark on his palm and said, "Go eat, the dishes are going to be cold."

Aware of Xu Chenhe's avoidance, Gu Congran didn't say any more, went back to the bed and scooped soup with a spoon, while raising his eyelids to see Xu Chenhe walking back and forth in the small private room arranging daily necessities.

The same scene makes it hard for Gu Congran not to remember the last time when he recovered from his hand injury and Xu Chenhe immediately separated the relationship between the two. The so-called "owing and repaying" is the topic that Gu Congran is most worried about coming out of Xu Chenhe's mouth. I'm afraid that after half a month, I will experience Xu Chenhe's farewell again.

He would rather that Xu Chenhe owed him his whole life, even if he still had to separate later, he wanted Xu Chenhe to remember that the scar on his body was reserved for him.

"What do you want?" Xu Chenhe put away the toiletries and came out of the bathroom, looking at Gu Congran who never took his eyes off him.

Gu Congran put down the spoon: "Is my phone with you?"

"Oh," Xu Chenhe took out the mobile phone in his pocket and returned it, "I just fully charged it for you, it's quite...many people are looking for it."

Usually when there is nothing to do, there are a lot of messages on the mobile phone. Gu Congran didn't separate the work account and personal account if he thought it was troublesome. If such a big event happened today, there must be a lot of people queuing up to greet him.He had expected this result a long time ago, and he was not surprised when he unlocked the screen for a moment: "I'll ask when my mother will come back."

"I'll stay in bed tonight." Xu Chenhe pressed his hand, "Aunt said that I'll come to visit tomorrow."

"Then I'll call Special Assistant Zhou to come over and help," Gu Congran flipped through the address book with another hand, "It's not an option to bother you every day."

"What do you mean?" Xu Chenhe threw himself on the bed and pressed Gu Congran's other hand, "You don't want to have such a big living person put in front of you, so you have to call Special Assistant Zhou to come and take care of him." You? Can he cook for you? Can he do your laundry? Can he give you a bath? Are you ashamed to ask a work assistant to do these personal things for you?"

The bird's wings fluttered non-stop. Gu Congran wanted to touch him, but Xu Chenhe controlled his hands, so he could only comfort him with his eyes: "But do you know that you got the chance to get close to you, but in the end you pushed him away?" Come on, how uncomfortable is it?"

His eyes didn't seem to have much soothing effect, and the sadness in Xu Chenhe's eyes was stronger than his: "I can only understand this feeling better than you."

Gu Congran felt a sense of frustration that he couldn't keep Xu Chenhe behind. He let go of the phone and pulled out the hands held by Xu Chenhe: "The security I gave you is not enough."

He buried himself in his meal, and after eating, he called Xu Chenhe to the front desk on the first floor to borrow a power bank.When Xu Chenhe came back, Gu Congran had already washed all the tableware and put them on the coffee table. The bathroom door was closed, and there was the sound of water splashing on the floor.

Slowly realizing that Gu Congran pushed himself away on purpose, Xu Chenhe was angry and anxious, and when he heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, he even screwed on the locked doorknob in a panic: "Gu Congran, open the door."

After a while, the sound of the water stopped. Gu Congran opened the door for him with a bath towel around his lower body, stood on a higher step and looked down at him: "How did you go so fast?"

Xu Chenhe squeezed into the door forcefully, leaned his back against the door panel and closed it, and walked around behind Gu Congran's naked back: "The doctor said that the wound should not touch water, do you take it as a joke?"

"I didn't touch the water, I'm washing other places." Gu Congran turned around to prevent Xu Chenhe from looking, "You go out first and plug in my phone."

"Bad excuses, your mobile phone is full." Xu Chenhe was not fooled this time, he grabbed Gu Congran's arm and hugged him close to him. Gently stroking the gauze covering the wound from behind, "You said you didn't touch the water, it's all wet."

The soft fit allowed Gu Congran to expel all the thoughts in his mind - good, bad, colored, and colorless. He was like a thoughtless doll, being simply held in Xu Chenhe's arms.

It's different from making physical contact with Xu Chenhe through tricks and feeling extravagant and precious, but now Xu Chenhe is embracing him actively.Gu Congran didn't even dare to breathe, it seemed that if he held his breath, it would freeze in an instant, he could fully enjoy the temperature given by Xu Chenhe.

"Why do you get wet?" Xu Chenhe asked.

Gu Congran suppressed the urge to hug back: "The shower fell on the ground, and I accidentally got wet."

"I said, I'll help you." Xu Chenhe let go of him, stepped into the shower room and picked up the shower head that fell on the floor, turned his head and looked through the transparent glass at Gu Congran who was sluggish in place, "Come here."

He changed from a doll to a puppet, squeezed into the shower room and walked in front of Xu Chenhe as if being bewitched by a traction.

The bath towel was untied by Xu Chenhe and hung on the wall hook. Xu Chenhe became a saint in Tang Sui's mouth, and he helped Gu Congran apply body lotion and rub it on without any desire: "Does the wound hurt?"

Compared with the pain of the wound, suppressing interest is the most painful physically. Gu Congran raised his hand and clenched the handrail on the wall, with bulging veins in his forearm: "A little bit, I can bear it."

"You want Special Assistant Zhou to help you take a bath?" Xu Chenhe squatted down, rubbing the foam on Gu Cong Ran's legs, "Like this?"

"At least I don't have any feelings for him." Gu Congran closed his eyes, and the thin eyelids blocked Xu Chenhe's gaze from looking up at him.

Maybe the other person's eyes are serious and pure, but Gu Congran can't sit still.In the face of the person he likes, a hug or a scratchy touch is far from enough. He wants to have a heart-to-heart sex, in which the alienation becomes intimate and the misunderstanding is resolved through the sweat of mutual integration.

"I have a way to make you feel nothing about me." Xu Chenhe looked up at Gu Congran's tough jawline, "Do you believe it?"

"Don't talk for now." Gu Congran admired how he could hold it back, "Just wash it a few times, it will get dirty if it gets dirty these days."

"Bacteria on the body can easily infect wounds." Xu Chenhe scratched the other's beautiful muscle lines with his rounded nails, "Listen to my voice, call my name, who am I?"

It's hard to imagine that someone would add a touch of desire to such an elegant voice, like a glass of diluted gin and tonic, refreshing and cold.

But at this time, what came to Gu Congran's mind was Xu Chenhe's face from all angles.There is a tattoo of a bird on that face, which makes people feel relaxed when they smile, and makes their heart beat faster when they are stared at by the eyes on their faces.

"Xu Chenhe," Gu Congran opened his eyes, the sweat rolling from the corner of his forehead to his chin due to excessive patience, "Xu Chenhe."

The rustling sound of water drowned out his answer, and he couldn't tell whether he was flustered after hearing the answer. Xu Chenhe took the shower and rinsed it hastily for a few times before turning off the water, pointing to somewhere where Gu Congran said: "You Let's deal with it first."

After he finished speaking, he threw down the shower and ran out, but Gu Congran grabbed his wrist and dragged him back to hug him from behind.

The thin fabric of the clothes seeped into the water hanging from Gu Congran's body, and Xu Chenhe felt his entire back was scorching hot, as if surrounded by scorching fire.He didn't dare to struggle, for fear of involving Gu Congran's wound, but Gu Congran couldn't care about the pain of the scar in his movements, he was satisfied enough to bow his head and kiss the tattoo on the back of Xu Chenhe's neck: "Bird, is this Sanskrit?"

Xu Chenhe shrank his body: "Yes."

"Whose name is it?" Gu Congran pushed Xu Chenhe into his arms.

Xu Chenhe turned his head to look at the eyebrows and eyes of the person behind him: "The name of the person I like is not you."