scapegoat

It's July, and City C has completely entered summer.It has been more than half a month since Lang Zhongming's astonishing move.

During the past half month, Xiao Yang tasted the taste of the legendary dog ​​skin plaster.

In the past, when Lang Zhongming surrounded him cheekily, he was still a little self-conscious as a "disgusted person".But since Xiao Yang let go of his confession that time, he climbed up the pole, and the momentum of dog legs could no longer be held back.

The house Xiao Yang bought would not be able to live in for a while, the more Lang Zhongming thought about it, the more he felt that the area was too small, and he wanted to change him to a bigger one.

Of course Xiao Yang would not agree.Not to mention that he was still not sure how far he could go with Lang Zhongming, he couldn't stand just thinking about owed money.

Xiao Yang insisted that he had to buy it himself, Lang Zhongming had no choice but to follow him.

Fortunately, Xiao Yang is still willing to stay with him now, and Lang Zhongming also has the opportunity to slowly cultivate his relationship.

It's just that as the time together gets longer and longer, the indifferent and lazy form in Xiao Yang's bones has completely exploded. Lang Zhongming sometimes wonders if he has missed the sweet time of two people and stepped directly into trivial family life middle.

such as--

Lang Zhongming: "What do you want for breakfast?"

Xiao Yang: "Whatever."

Lang Zhongming: "What do you want for lunch?"

Xiao Yang: "You can figure it out."

Lang Zhongming: "What do you want for dinner?"

Xiao Yang: "I don't know."

Lang Zhongming: "What did you eat yesterday?"

Xiao Yang: "Forgot."

This kind of dialogue mode is infinitely looping...

But when it comes to being a real married couple, there are some aspects that don't work that way at all—sleeping, for example.

For half a month, Lang Zhongming tried every means to seduce Xiao Yang, but he still failed.He didn't understand how this man could be so desireless, as he said, "a man at 30 is in his prime"?

Because there is no harmonious night life, Lang Zhongming always feels uneasy, and is always afraid that people will run away.

He has never been in a serious relationship, let alone started a family with his own hands. The only way he can think of at the moment is to ask Ke Chen and his wife for help.

After listening to his narration, Molly slapped her forehead: "Oh~ I see! You are showing extreme insecurity."

Lang Zhongming learned the skill of rolling his eyes from Xiao Yang: "I also know this is the case, the question is what to do! I can't force it?"

Molly smiled wickedly: "Why don't you think of a way to have a child?"

Ke Chen wanted to stop his wife from talking nonsense, but Lang Zhongming suddenly stood up from his seat.

"No way...do you really want a child?"

Lang Zhongming frowned and thought over and over again, before confirming: "I really have to have a child! I'll discuss it with Xiao Yang!"

Ke Chen silently covered his face.

"Zhong Ming, listen to me, children are not tools you use to hold people, do you know that? You have to be responsible after giving birth, and the responsibility for raising children is greater than your responsibility for Xiao Yang. Molly and I are so together It’s been many years, and I don’t dare to give birth easily. It’s not difficult for you to want a child now, but it’s difficult to raise him seriously so that he becomes an adult or even a talent. You have to think about it.”

Lang Zhongming sat down again: "That's right...it's not a trivial matter, I'll go and find out what Xiao Yang has to say."

In fact, Lang Zhongming didn't care about children or not. He knew in his heart that the Ling family had reached the point where it was at this point, and it was hopeless.

But the thought of adding a child to the family, whether it is his own or Xiao Yang's, or adopting an orphan who has no relatives or reasons, will make the current family more complete and stable.

But Ke Chen's words are also very reasonable. He may not be able to play such an important role as a father well, and Xiao Yang can't even take care of himself.

Lang Zhongming was worried all the way, so he couldn't hold back that night, so he pulled Xiao Yang to hold a "family meeting".

Lang Zhongming with a sad face: "You said... Let's each have a child, okay? Or apply for adoption together..."

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes: "I won't take it."

Lang Zhongming: "That's not a problem! You can hire a nanny when you're young, and I'll take care of you when you're older!"

Xiao Yang paused, but still shook his head: "Farewell, we haven't settled down yet."

Lang Zhongming became even more worried: "I'm just worried about this...I always feel...you'll never want me..."

Xiao Yang instantly felt nauseous: "Where did you learn that hypocritical look..."

Lang Zhongming: "Ahem... No... Let's think about it after we've settled down for a while? I think it's better to have a child in a family."

Xiao Yang was silent for a while, and finally let go: "Then let's talk about it then."

Lang Zhongming felt desolate: after lighting up the pastry chef's skills, he is going to light up the dad's skills again.

But after what he said, Xiao Yang also thought about it.

That night, when Lang Zhongming was reading documents in the room, Xiao Yang suddenly opened the door with a book in his hand.

"I'll come to sleep with you tonight."

Lang Zhongming was stunned for a second, and then happily incoherently said: "Really?! I'll give you a new book on the bed—oh no, here comes the quilt."

Xiao Yang rolled his eyes: "No need, let's sleep on the bed."

Lang Zhongming was stunned for a while, and then...a nosebleed slowly flowed out...

"I, I, I... I promise I will do nothing!"

Xiao Yang squinted at this person's unconvincing appearance, then lifted the quilt and stepped onto the bed.

In half a month's life, he put Lang Zhongming in his new position, watched and tried again and again, and felt that it was unexpectedly easy to accept.On the contrary, it was his indifference that made Lang Zhongming always uncertain and cautious.

Now that we are together, don't be awkward about some things.

[The process of Lang Zhongming and Molly torturing him 500 times is omitted here] Xiao Yang wrapped up his pajamas, leaned on the pillow and opened the book to read.

After Lang Zhongming stared aside for a few seconds, he realized that this was not decent, so he hurriedly looked away and went to the bathroom to stop the bleeding.

When it was time, Xiao Yang put away the books and was about to go to sleep.Seeing Lang Zhongming's distraught look, he asked, "Are you still busy with work?"

Lang Zhongming shook his head violently: "No, go to sleep."

Xiao Yang put the book on the bedside table and said lightly, "Don't you want to do it?"

Lang Zhongming paused for a moment, his mouth was dry and he didn't know what to do: "Do you... want to do it?"

Xiao Yang curled his lips: "Didn't you always want to do it? Come on."

Lang Zhongming swallowed his saliva: "It's really coming..."

Xiao Yang was speechless: "Forget it, go to bed."

Lang Zhongming rushed forward: "Oh, don't—do it! Do it! Are you in charge or I am in charge?"

Xiao Yang took a deep breath: "If you talk nonsense, go to sleep."

Lang Zhongming struggled for a while before he was completely sure that Xiao Yang really let him do it.

However, it was one thing to be casual beforehand. When he was actually skin-to-skin with Lang Zhongming, Xiao Yang was still very stiff.

Lang Zhongming knows how much psychological shadow his past stupid behavior has brought to Xiao Yang, and now he is very patient and wants to redefine what it feels like to be in love.

Gently holding the waist, getting closer to each other a little bit...

But the person underneath was still tense, and the hand on the side had already clenched the bed sheet tightly.

"Is it uncomfortable? Or forget it?"

Xiao Yang took a deep breath: "Come on..."

There will always be this day, and he can't always avoid it.Molly told him that it wouldn't be difficult for the other party to be gentle, and he also wanted to experience it once.

Lang Zhongming gently kissed Xiao Yang's eyelids, then the ears, the tip of the nose, the corners of the mouth...then hurriedly passed by, so as not to put more pressure on Xiao Yang.

Then when it came to Adam's apple, Xiao Yang visibly flinched, but then forced himself to relax.

Lang Zhongming lingered on Xiao Yang's Adam's apple for a long time, then turned to the back of his neck and shoulders, and returned to his collarbone...

The gentle lips and the occasional touch of the tongue alternately stroked Xiao Yang's upper body, until he gradually felt his lower abdomen, and twisted his body uncomfortably.

Lang Zhongming laughed, and continued on.

Xiao Yang reflexively wanted to sit up, then lay down again, his face blushing.

Lang Zhongming pulled the quilt to take a picture, covering Xiao Yang's body.If you can't see the picture, this person will probably relax a bit.

When Xiao Yang slowed down, Lang Zhongming continued to move down, leaving aside the most sensitive part for the time being, and only came and went on Xiao Yang's inner thigh.

There was no light in the quilt, and Lang Zhongming could only see a rough outline, but it was this atmosphere that made him even more excited.

The smell on Xiao Yang's body...the long muscles on his legs...the state of tension and shame...

Everything made Lang Zhongming go crazy.

Lang Zhongming licked Xiao Yang from head to toe, not even letting go of the soles of his feet.In the end, Xiao Yang couldn't help but want to shrink up, his whole body turned red.

"Enough... come in..."

Xiao Yang has experienced cruel treatment, in his impression, that is the whole process of completing love.

Lang Zhongming's remaining rationality does not want him to continue to misunderstand like this: "No..."

Xiao Yang paused.

Lang Zhongming's voice was dry: "I'm not ready today, I'll just take care of you when you come out, go in... let's say another day..."

Lang Zhongming's mouth moved upward again, Xiao Yang hardly dared to breathe.

He wasn't sure if he understood the man correctly.

Soon, the most intimate part was wrapped in a warm and slippery environment.Xiao Yang screamed out in shock, but Lang Zhongming held down his waist when he wanted to escape.

Under the quilt, where he couldn't see, Lang Zhongming was doing the most considerate service for himself.

The lips and tongue turned, sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and even continued to deepen...

Xiao Yang reached down and eagerly wanted to push the man's head away, but he didn't have the strength.

He's about to die...

It feels like it's about to melt away...

Lang Zhongming's forceful sucking made Xiao Yang's mind go blank, and it was too late to react.

"what--"

After a long while, Lang Zhongming's low smile came from the quilt, and at the same time, a slight vibration was transmitted through the place where the skin touched, causing a tingling sensation.

Xiao Yang couldn't speak, but moved his lower legs lightly, curling himself up.

Lang Zhongming was a little nervous at this moment: "Are you uncomfortable? It's my first time doing this...Maybe I didn't do it well..."

Xiao Yang said hoarsely: "No, it's quite comfortable..."

After a pause, Xiao Yang supported himself and stood up: "Let me help you..."

Lang Zhongming hurriedly stopped him: "No need, I will solve it myself later." He was afraid that he would lose control.

Lang Zhongming cleaned up for Xiao Yang, went to the bathroom to settle it temporarily, changed the quilt, and then lay down again, tentatively hugging Xiao Yang loosely.

Xiao Yang didn't resist at all, probably because he was tired.

Lang Zhongming said softly: "Actually, today's situation has exceeded my expectations. Let's take our time."

There was no movement from Xiao Yang.After a while, he turned around and moved his head slightly closer to Lang Zhongming.

Both of them were wearing pajamas, nothing happened, but Lang Zhongming felt the coolness of Xiao Yang's face - he cried.

Lang Zhongming sighed, and tightened his arms a little, trying to comfort him.Unexpectedly, Xiao Yang couldn't hold it anymore.

In desperation, Lang Zhongming got up and turned on the light, Xiao Yang was still huddled under the quilt, unable to see any movement, only the pillow was soaked through.

Lang Zhongming sat by the head of the bed, gently pulled Xiao Yang up, brought him between his legs, and put his arms around him.

"What's going on here?"

Xiao Yang also felt ashamed.It was he who proposed to do it himself, and he also carried out many days of mental construction, thinking that there should be no problem, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't control his emotions like this.

But it wasn't disgust that made him cry, it was a feeling that was hard to articulate.It's like... the feeling of being strongly loved, as Molly described.

Xiao Yang cried uncontrollably, and it took him a long time to calm down, and he felt ashamed, so he didn't dare to look directly at Lang Zhongming, so he could only stare at the curtains.

Lang Zhongming always hugged Xiao Yang gently and considerately, wiping his tears and nose for him.

It was very late at night, and the two fell asleep again, hugging each other and sleeping.