knife back man

Qiao Yue rubbed his face, "Am I a little hypocritical?"

"No." Wen Qu let him go, who knew if he would go crazy when he woke up, but he didn't expect Qiao Yue to grab his fingers.

Wen Qu looked at him puzzled, Qiao Yue smiled lightly and traced his fingers on his palm.

"I advise you not to tease me, otherwise I don't know what I will do." Wen Qu pulled out his hand.

Qiao Yue turned around, wrapped his legs around Wen Qu's legs, and pressed his upper body on Wen Qu's body. He was hesitating whether to hug him with his arms, but Wen Qu put his arms around himself, "Why, even hugging people?" Neither?"

"Tsk, your silly tone makes me very uncomfortable." Qiao Yue scratched his back through his clothes.

"Do you still know what a ghost is?" Wen Qu put his hand under his arm, pressing his head down.

Qiao Yue looked at the face that was getting bigger and bigger, tsk, how did Wen Qu take care of his face so well, he is almost thirty, and there is no wrinkle on his face, but there is a scar at the corner of his eye.

With warmth and breath on his face, Qiao Yue opened Wen Qu's hands and rolled over on the bed.

"Are you shy?" Wen Qu pinched his earlobe and pressed it against him. Qiao Yue turned his head. Wen Qu saw his slightly red ear tips and chuckled.

Qiao Yue turned his head back, "Master, come here."

Lips and teeth are attached to each other, ears and temples are rubbed together, things that Qiao Yue never dared to think about before, now he can do with the man in front of him.

When Qiao Yue talked to Wen Qu about respecting Zhou in the hospital that day, he tried to open up to Wen Qu in every word and deed. The more Qiao Yue thought, he had spent his whole life on the word gentle.

He also wants to find someone to give him heart and soul, but where to find it, Wenqu is his hut in the wilderness, where he can hide in and spend the night safely.

"Tsk." Wen Qu rubbed his ass, "It feels good, how much is it for one night?"

"Twenty-eight thousand."

"Some expensive."

"I'll give you a [-]% discount." Qiao Yue said with a smile.

"Ding dong." The voice of WeChat was a bit loud in this small room.

Joe pushed him more, "Is it yours?"

"No." Wen Qu got off him and lay on one side, "Do you want to sleep together?"

Qiao Yue raised his hand to get his phone, Owen, Joe sat up at once, what's the matter with this guilt of stealing love?

"What's wrong?" Wen Qu put his hand on his waist and rubbed it.

"It's okay." Qiao Yue began to rummage around for the earphones, and his hands suddenly stopped in the air. Is the purpose of carrying him behind his back a bit obvious?

"Here you are." Wen Qu threw the earphones to him, "I'm going out."

"What are you going to do?"

"Go and chat with the two big guys."

"What are you talking about?" Qiao Yue frowned.

"Talk about life and dreams." Wen Qu stood in front of the mirror and straightened his clothes.

"Go away."

After Wen Qu went out, he closed the door. Qiao Yue didn't even listen to Owen's voice. He ran down with bare feet and opened the door with a small gap, but a smell of smoke wafted in.

Qiao Yue knew that Wen Qu was smoking outside the door.

Wen Qu knew that Qiao Yue was standing inside the door.

Wen Qu had never seen such a big storm, and now he became nervous before such a trivial matter, Wen Qu knocked on the door twice, "I'm leaving."

"Ah."

The old man sat on the bed and listened to the opera, Wenqu found a chair for himself to sit down, and the TV was still babbling and singing, Wenqu was not yet fully capable of understanding everything, and the scene was over.

Grandma turned to look at him, "Are you still up so late?" Before Wen Qu answered, she said to herself, "Young people are full of energy, Xiaowen, right? How old is this year?"

Wen Qu thought it was time to talk about age, "28."

"Xiaoyue is eighteen years older than him, or ten years older than him. It's okay, older ones can take good care of him."

Wen Qu is helpless, how can people accept these words?

"Naturally."

Grandma sighed, "At the age of [-], you are still so ignorant of the world, Xiao Yue is messing around, and you let him?"

Wen Qu knew that the nonsense she was talking about meant that he and Qiao Yue came back together, the old lady was eloquent, she kept half of what she said, thought for a while and said, "It's not nonsense, Xiaoyue likes the opinion of the second elder the most about this kind of thing, So I can't let him come back and face it alone."

"So, are you two really together?"

As soon as grandma said this, Wen Qu was stunned. He had been tempting for a long time, and even an old lady just said it, Wen Qu was a little dumbfounded.

Wen Qu admitted generously, "We are together."

"That's right, I haven't seen Xiao Yue get close to anyone in all these years. You are the first one."

Wen Qu breathed a sigh of relief, but grandma's eyes froze, "I don't agree."

"I don't think that if you and the elders disagree with this kind of thing, we will separate." After all, Wen Qu is not too advanced, so he was not disturbed by this sentence.

"You can't protect him." The grandfather who had been silent all this time said.

Wen Qu didn't easily say "I can." "I can protect him." He just took out a cigarette and asked, "Can I smoke?"

"Yes." Grandma looked at him with a smile. Seeing that the old man's words seemed to have some effect, she took advantage of the victory and chased after him, "We are not beating mandarin ducks with sticks, but we just hope that Qiao Yuean will spend the rest of his life in peace."

Wen Qu dusted off the cigarette ash, and stared at the plaid spread on the opposite wall in a daze, "A peaceful and stable life, if he wants, I can give it, and I can afford whatever he wants."

Grandma shook her head, "Your eyes are too hostile, do you know Zhou Jing?"

Wen Qu was startled, "I don't know."

"We don't know where Xiaoyue went, what he did that month, and how he found someone he has missed for five years."

"Cough cough, cough cough." Grandpa suddenly started coughing continuously.

Wen Qu stood up and poured a glass of water for the old man, "Grandma, what you said is really meaningless. I've been thinking about it for five years, and now he still only has me in his heart."

Qiao Yue, who eavesdropped, said, I'm giving you shame, even the kitten who died last year is more important than you.

Grandpa took two sips of water and said, "Proud."

"It's not pride, it's trust in your lover."

"Haha." Grandma laughed twice, "You youngsters are not shy when you talk."

Wen Qu was silent.

Grandma said, "Xiaowen, I hope you can treat him well. Xiaoyue has never liked anyone since he was a child. Finally, one of them hasn't appeared for five years. Now that you are here, how can you walk with him? , My wife can't control it, but you can't let him be wronged."

"it is good."

Grandma patted Grandpa on the shoulder, Grandpa took out a key from under the bed, opened a locked cabinet, but only took out a scabbard inside.

Grandpa has bad legs and feet, holding the scabbard in both hands, and slowly moved it to Wenqu, "This scabbard is for you. You are a knife in your own right."

Wen Qu took the scabbard with both hands, these two old people who are over sixty really see everything clearly.

"Wen Qu." Grandma called him solemnly, "You want Xiaoyue to be the one on your sword, without facing the blood directly, and without sacrificing anything.

As you said, no matter how we disagree, Xiao Yue likes you and will be with you, and the two of us will not be that annoying old antique.

Can you do what I just said? "

Wen Qu is now like a student being questioned by a teacher.

"can."

Qiao Yue, I think you will be someone I can't hurt on the back of my knife all my life.

The author has something to say:

Qiao Yue didn't fall in love with Wenqu suddenly, but a child who lacked love was dazzled by the sudden tenderness.

Wen Qu didn't fall in love with Qiao Yue abruptly, but was paranoid about an agreement, or in other words, distressed about the bleak smile of the boy five years ago.