So you are such a president

After dinner, it was already a bit late.

Snowflakes were still slowly falling outside, and the ground was covered with white ground reflecting some harsh light, making the sky that had started to dim brighten up again.

There was a cloud of white mist in front of Lin Wenxiu, which gradually thickened and then faded as he breathed.

Cheng Qingrong stretched out his hand to break it up.

"Where are we going to play later?" Dou Shuya asked.

Lin Wenxiu's hands were a little cold, and Cheng Qingrong squeezed them into his arms: "Go home."

Dou Shuya said: "It's so early, what are you doing at home?"

Lin Wenxiu nodded: "Yes."

Dou Shuya: ...

"Okay, okay!" Cheng Qingrong said excitedly, "Go home, go home."

Dou Shuya cursed a few words in her heart: "Forget it, I don't care about you, Chang An and I have also gone home."

After saying goodbye to each other, Lin Wenxiu and Cheng Qingrong walked side by side along the side of the road to the parking place.

Although the snowflakes were not big, they still fell on the shoulders of the two, and soon covered their shoulders with a thin layer of snowflakes.

"Is it cold?" Cheng Qingrong asked.

Lin Wenxiu said lightly: "It's okay."

His hand was tightly held by Cheng Qingrong, and the occasional breath made him feel that it was not so cold.Lin Wenxiu's considerate behavior was very useful. He glanced at Cheng Qingrong, and the tip of the other's nose was frozen red, which made him look a little cute.

Cheng Qingrong suddenly raised his head to look at him: "Wenxiu."

"Ok?"

The sight lines of the two people intersect in the air, and snowflakes pass through the middle of the line of sight.

"I love you."

Lin Wenxiu felt as if his heartstrings had been gently plucked by a feather, causing slight ripples.

I love you.

Lin Wenxiu understands the meaning of this sentence, but Lin Wenxiu does not understand what kind of emotion or substance love is.Even so, when he heard Cheng Qingrong say these three words, a joyful emotion suddenly rose in his heart.

This emotion made him feel comfortable physically and mentally, as if his body had a wonderful chemical reaction with these three words, and the reaction was so enthusiastic that he couldn't ignore it at all.

But Lin Wenxiu couldn't say I love you.

He didn't want to deceive Cheng Qingrong, but he really didn't understand this now.

"I finally understood what happened to Dou Shuya and Chang An today." Cheng Qingrong said with emotion, "Although love is not omnipotent, but having love can make people have the greatest courage in adversity."

"Love is an existence so miraculous that people cannot understand it."

"That's right." Cheng Qingrong stopped talking, and didn't say any more on this topic, "Here we are, let's get in the car."

Because of the snow and darkness, Cheng Qingrong drove very slowly, so when he got home, it was completely dark.

The car drove into the garage slowly, probably to wait for them to come back. The lights in the garage were always on, very bright.

Lin Wenxiu opened the car door and got out of the car. Suddenly, he felt dark and couldn't see anything.

A little panicked, he stretched out his hands to support the car body, Lin Wenxiu stabilized his body, and shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Qingrong, who got off the car on the other side, felt a little strange, and hurried over to check.

Lin Wenxiu blinked vigorously a few times, feeling that his sight had returned to normal, and Cheng Qingrong's anxious face appeared in front of his eyes.

"It's okay." Lin Wenxiu stood up straight, "It seems a little hypoglycemic."

Cheng Qingrong looked at Lin Wenxiu several times suspiciously: "Are you really all right? Your lips are so white."

The lights in the garage were very bright, and the warm yellow light shining on Lin Wenxiu's face could not cover up his pale lips.

Lin Wenxiu reached out and pressed Cheng Qingrong's back of the head, bowed his head and kissed it.

He pressed the other person against the car door, pried open Cheng Qingrong's lips with the tip of his tongue, and stuck his tongue in.

Cheng Qingrong didn't have time to turn his head, his body had already reacted subconsciously, and his tongue naturally entangled with Lin Wenxiu.

"Well……"

Lin Wenxiu kissed fiercely, holding Cheng Qingrong's tongue and sucking vigorously. He bit Cheng Qingrong's lips with his teeth, teasing the other's sensitive palate, making Cheng Qingrong's body weak, and he could only hold tightly hug him tightly.

Moaning overflowed from the corners of his lips, making the atmosphere even hotter. Lin Wenxiu wrapped his hands around his waist and grabbed Cheng Qingrong's fingers, and pressed the opponent's hands against the car, while he pushed Cheng Qingrong into it with his knees. Between the legs, separated the opponent's legs.

"No, it can't be done..." Cheng Qingrong raised his legs around Lin Wenxiu's waist, and said with a trembling voice, "Go, go to me..."

Lin Wenxiu nibbled on his lips again, then let go of him, and calmly said, "It's not white now."

Cheng Qingrong:? ? ?

Putting down Cheng Qingrong who was hanging on him, Lin Wenxiu reached out and patted his butt: "Go back to the house, it's cold outside."

Cheng Qingrong followed behind Lin Wenxiu with a bewildered expression.

what?What just happened?

Did you just leave it at that?

Cheng Qingrong secretly gritted his teeth, turned his face to look at Lin Wenxiu, the other party's pale lips just now were now dyed a touch of bright red, in stark contrast to his fair complexion.

This contrast cannot be ignored even in the dark.

Cheng Qingrong felt his heart start beating wildly.

Lin Wenxiu took Cheng Qingrong's hand and walked out of the garage. The snowflakes outside had already lightened, and it seemed that it would stop soon.He dragged Cheng Qingrong to the door quickly, rang the doorbell, and waited for Mama Wu to come and open the door.

Who knew that he suddenly felt that someone grabbed him somewhere, and rubbed it skillfully several times.

Lin Wenxiu shook his body sensitively and looked over subconsciously.

Cheng Qingrong looked at him provocatively: "How is it?"

Lin Wenxiu: ...

"Don't be convinced, you have the ability to fuck me!"

Lin Wenxiu felt a little headache.

"Stop making trouble." Lin Wenxiu glanced at him expressionlessly.

Mama Wu will come to open the door later, it's unbecoming for the elders to see them making such a fuss.

Although Lin Wenxiu would take the initiative to kiss Cheng Qingrong in front of Dou Shuya, it was because he felt that Dou Shuya was on the same level as himself, and he didn't need to care about these things in front of his friends, but it was different in front of his elders.

Although Wu Ma was hired by their family, but after getting along for so many years, he has long regarded Wu Ma as his relatives and elders, so naturally he should be more dignified in front of the elders.

Cheng Qingrong leaned over, leaned on Lin Wenxiu's shoulder and whispered, "I just like your prudence."

Lin Wenxiu didn't speak.

"I'll see when you can bear it." Cheng Qingrong stood up angrily.

With a "click", the door was opened by Mama Wu.

"Young master and madam are back." Wu Ma welcomed them in with a smile, and closed the door again.

Lin Wenxiu took out his own and Cheng Qingrong's slippers from the shoe cabinet, and while putting them on, he replied, "Well, I was eating out, so I came back late."

He took off his coat and handed it to Mama Wu, and walked into the house wearing a gray sweater. Lin Siqi and Yan Wen were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Seeing him coming back, Yan Wen immediately turned her head to look at them carefully.

"See what we do?" Lin Wenxiu asked.

"Finished making out in the garage?" Yan Wen raised her eyebrows.

"En." Lin Wenxiu nodded without changing his expression.

"So fast?" The teasing expression on Yan Wen's face became more obvious.

"We... are not happy..." Cheng Qingrong retorted in a low voice, but felt that it was a bit unserious to say such a thing, but whether it is fast or not is related to a person's face, and Cheng Qingrong decided to defend it to the death.

"Well, not fast." Lin Wenxiu praised him, "You are very good."

Cheng Qingrong couldn't take it anymore, he grabbed Lin Wenxiu's arm and begged bitterly: "Let's go back to the room, please, go back to the room quickly, I can't take it anymore."