old time

After Wei Song took a shower and brushed his teeth several times and ran out excitedly, he saw Xiao Yang resting his chin on his hand, staring straight at him, saying "I'm hungry" all over his face.

Wei Song still smiled, walked into the kitchen helplessly, and froze for a moment after opening the refrigerator.

"Only instant noodles, okay?" Wei Song turned to ask Xiao Yang, a little embarrassed.

Xiao Yang didn't care, and nodded.

So the two of them ate instant noodles without eggs or vegetables.

"Delicious." Xiao Yang said with his head down.

Everything you cook is delicious.

Wei Song was stunned for a moment, then smiled, stood up, raised Xiao Yang's face, crossed the table and kissed him directly.

Same as the first time they had breakfast together.

Xiao Yang didn't expect to kiss when there was still food in his mouth. Although the smell of instant noodles permeated, the feeling was not bad, it was a familiar feeling, so he also consciously responded to him.

The two kissed for such a long time, as if only in this way the person in front of them would not disappear.

Until Xiao Yang felt a little out of breath and pushed away the person in front of him.

"Still hungry." Xiao Yang said with his head down.

"I'll make something delicious for you at noon." Wei Song smiled and licked his lips.

"Yeah." Xiao Yang continued to eat noodles with his head down.

Wei Song pinched his thigh unnaturally.

So cute.

Am I dreaming.

After washing the dishes, Wei Song went into the living room and looked at the people on the sofa and his backpack next to him, a little at a loss.

Wei Song walked over to pick up the backpack, "I'll take it back later." Although it was an affirmative sentence, it carried a questioning meaning.

"No need." Xiao Yang kept staring at Wei Song.

Before Wei Song was lost, Xiao Yang went on to say, "I'll move here in the afternoon."

Before Wei Song could react, Xiao Yang dragged him into the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed.

"Sleep with me first." Xiao Yang got into Wei Song's messy quilt on his own.

"You didn't come back." Xiao Yang said with his eyes closed.

You didn't come back, I can't sleep.

Looking at Xiao Yang's swollen eyes, he wished he could hang himself up.He only cared about his own thoughts, disappeared out of thin air, without considering the mood of the person in front of him at all, he was simply a scumbag.

Wei Song also got into bed, hugged Xiao Yang tightly, and kissed his eyes lightly.

"Never again." Even if you beat me and scold me in the future and tell me to leave, I won't leave.

Wei Song understood that the man in front of him wanted to make him feel at ease, wanted to move out of the previous house with him, wanted to bury the memories of the past with him, and wanted to start with him completely.

Wei Song's heart is sweet, but also bitter. The person he puts on top of his heart is still hurt by himself.

He looked at the dozens of missed calls on his mobile phone, wishing he could beat himself up.

Wei Song hugged Xiao Yang, his eyes gradually sank, and he fell asleep.

Wei Song woke up for a long time, but couldn't bear to wake Xiao Yang up.

"Honey, it's already two o'clock in the afternoon, and I won't be able to sleep at night." Wei Song stretched out his finger and tapped the tip of Xiao Yang's nose.

"Sleep for a while." Xiao Yang knocked off the finger on the tip of his nose.

Wei Song didn't speak any more, but replaced his hands with his lips, kissing the tip of his nose, then his cheek, and finally moved to his lips.

Xiao Yang became sober after being disturbed by such a disturbance, pushed Wei Song's head away, and glared at him.

Wei Song just smiled.

"Then I'm going home." Xiao Yang got up and was about to go out.

"Aren't you going to live in my house?" Wei Song smiled and took his hand.

"I'm going to pack, you cleaned up your house, how long have you not changed the sheets." Xiao Yang glanced at the bed he just slept in with disdain, really too lazy to look at Wei Song's face of a woman in love.

In fact, he himself is not much better.

"I haven't been back for several months, and besides, you slept soundly just now." Wei Song clung to each other again as he spoke, wishing to be clung to each other every minute.

Xiao Yang pushed him away, and said angrily, "If you don't clean up your house, I will take back my words about moving here."

"Baby, I was wrong, I'll clean it up now." Wei Song quickly kissed Xiao Yang's face, and quickly avoided before Xiao Yang could react.

Xiao Yang glared at him, then went out angrily.

In fact, it is not angry at all, but very sweet.I used to think it was hypocritical for people in love to call me baby, but today I feel flattered to be called like that.

Xiao Yang went home and packed up all his things. There were not many at first, and he simply cleaned the house. He was a little bit reluctant, and he probably would never come back to this place again.But he didn't regret it, he was still clinging to some words before yesterday, yesterday he seemed to straighten out his thoughts.The people and things in the past are not so difficult to face, and the people and things in the present are so worth looking forward to.

Xiao Yang moved all his things into Wei Song's apartment, which had the same basic layout as Xiao Yang's apartment, so the two tried to restore it as much as possible.

After working for a long time, I was too hungry, and the house was too messy to cook, so we went out to eat together.Wei Song tried to hold Xiao Yang's hand all the way, but Xiao Yang avoided it either on purpose or on purpose.

The two went home and cleaned together again, and Wei Song didn't take the opportunity to flirt with Xiao Yang to take advantage of it. He thought it was so fucking wonderful for the two of them to clean up the house together.

Finally, the most exciting moment came. On the first night after confirming the relationship, all fools knew that something should happen. Wei Song shook Xiao Yang's hair in excitement.

Xiao Yang looked at his stupid look and thought it was funny, but people in love are blind, so he thought it was cute.

But when he was sleeping at night, Xiao Yang still turned his back to Wei Song calmly, listening to Wei Song's unnatural little movements behind him, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

"Why don't you sleep?" Xiao Yang couldn't hold back anymore.

Wei Song was taken aback, thinking I want to have a fling with you, what can I say.

"That baby, why do you like me? When did you like me?" Wei Song thought that no matter how Xiao Yang answered, he would put him under him and eat him up.

Xiao Yang was delighted when he heard it, turned on the bedside lamp, turned over and pressed Wei Song under him.

"I heard that if a girlfriend asks you what you like about her, she wants you to fuck her, so do you want me to fuck you now?" While looking at Wei Song with lewd eyes, he was still on Wei Song's ass I touched it.

Who doesn't know how to play hooligans.

Wei Song was obviously frightened, he never thought that he would be the one below.

Swallowing his saliva, he calmed down and said, "I'm taller than you."

"It has nothing to do with height." Xiao Yang was really going to be amused to death by Wei Song's frightened expression.

"I'm older than you." Wei Song panicked.

"It has nothing to do with age." Xiao Yang suppressed a smile.

"I'm also older than you." Wei Song swallowed again, his face was also a little red.

Xiao Yang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'm young, so you won't be in pain."

Wei Song's heart was bleeding, he obviously wanted to marry a wife, but he didn't expect to become a wife.

Looking at Xiao Yang's slightly smug face, he said blankly, "You were also on top when you were with him."

The smile on Xiao Yang's face disappeared instantly, he fell off Wei Song's body, and said coldly, "Get out."