How to say goodbye to patrons

Is he angry?Xiang Youlin was a little happy when he realized this problem.

"It's pretty good." He handed Chu Yan another cup: "It's good to throw a little more to calm you down.

"Xiang Youlin." Chu Yan looked up at him with a helpless expression in his eyes: "I don't want to be here, you can change anywhere you want."

"Chu Yan." Xiang Youlin shook his head, he sat next to Chu Yan, gently hugged Chu Yan's trembling body, and said softly, "Stay here obediently, don't you want to get back your memory? ? I will accompany you to find it."

Xiang Youlin just took Chu Yan's uncharacteristic fear as Chu Yan's acting, but he didn't expect that Chu Yan had already confessed that he had lied to him, how could he subconsciously deceive him.

Xiang Youlin put his head next to Chu Yan, feeling the temperature of his skin: "Even if you get back your memory, so what, you are by my side after all, when you get back your memory, then you tell me What kind of person is he."

There was light in Xiang Youlin's eyes, as if he saw a very bright future: "I am very good at acting, and I will definitely act so well that you can't tell the difference. Then, I will be the one you fall in love with."

If Dim Sum is not at the headquarters, it must be nodding: [Well, the logic is very careful, and the person is very abnormal]

Seeing that Chu Yan didn't respond, Xiang Youlin shook him instead: "Go on and tell me about him, I want to know more."

Chu Yan pushed Xiang Youlin away, stood up from the sofa where he was sitting, looked down at Xiang Youlin and said, "You are not him. If you want to play him, then the first thing he does is to obey My will lets me go."

"Only this matter is not allowed." Xiang Youlin's gentle voice replied very simply.

There is nothing to talk about this matter, Chu Yan has nothing to say, his heart is in a mess now, he has no energy, and he has no idea to speculate on Xiang Youlin's thoughts.

Xiang Youlin's voice sounded behind him: "Chu Yan, how long has it been since we did this?"

What does he mean by this?Chu Yan froze for a moment, he thought that since the farce in He Minting's room that time, they had never done it again.

"Since you never cared about me from the beginning, you must have pretended what happened last time." He stood up, he was already taller than Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's line of sight gradually raised from lowering his head, not to the point of looking up, but he still raised his chin slightly, looking from a distance, it was like inviting a kiss.

And Xiang Youlin kissed her more naturally, different from his gentle tone when he entered the door, his lips were almost kissed hard.Afraid of Chu Yan's resistance, his hands directly shackled his hands behind his back. When Chu Yan struggled and couldn't get away, his panting gradually increased.

In the back, he even used all his skills to kiss.

"Tell me, is it my kissing skills that are better, or the person in your memory?" After a long time, Xiang Youlin reluctantly let go of those lips.

Chu Yan, who was still full of anger, froze for a moment.

Although the personality of the person in front of me is different from that of Xiang Youlin in my memory, in my memory, the feeling he brings to me is actually the same. Even if it is Xiang Youlin who is so extreme, the two are still gentle in bed and like each other. The same is true for the place where you touch yourself, and even the feeling you bring to yourself is completely similar.

Even like a person.

This made a small opening in the belief that he was almost firmly believed that he was not his lover, and the person in front of him seemed to realize this in an instant, and opened the door that had shut him out in a grand manner, and entered the room .

He hugged him by the waist, and said with some complacency in his tone, "I'm still the best."

"You can't do this!" Chu Yan finally came back to his senses: "Let me go!" His mind was originally a mess, but now it has become a mess.

He wanted to know why all the furnishings in this room were so in line with his own wishes, and why he hated him so much, who was that woman in his memory fragment?

Why did Xiang Youlin suddenly see Dim Sum, and why was he clearly sure that the person in front of him was not the Xiang Youlin he knew, but when his mind was united, he felt like he was alone.

Even some tiny sensitive spots that others can't know at all, at the first time, Xiang Youlin licked them naturally.

His mind was flooded with these questions, dreaming up answer after answer based on experience, and then interrupted by himself.

At this time, Xiang Youlin kissed him intoxicated.

Chu Yan was dizzy, and let him carry her into the master bedroom.

Compared with other places, the master bedroom is strange and did not make Chu Yan feel disgusted. The warm sunshine sprinkled on the sheets, bringing the warm smell of the sun, the hanging picture above the head was empty, and the entire bedroom wall It is covered with wallpaper, which is light yellow.

Some and tacky, but it is a very sunny color.

Just when he was staring at these things in a daze, Xiang Youlin had already put him on the bed, he was panting heavily because of emotion, his eyes glowed with hope, at least Chu Yanbin did not reject him in this respect Doesn't it mean that there is still hope for him?

And this little hope was broken by Chu Yan's intense struggle when he was about to enter.

"Xiang Youlin! Let go, you are not him." Chu Yan curled up by the wall, his body blocked the sunlight that came in, and the sunlight spread across his outline, with a sacred desire to be defiled.

"Then treat me as him." Xiang Youlin stretched out his hand and pulled him back: "You won't see him anyway."

Xiang Youlin's willingness to lower his posture is also due to this reason. If according to what Chu Yan said, that person really existed, Chu Yan would have gone to him a long time ago, so how could he have been by his side for so long.

Then if that person is not dead, then it only exists in Chu Yan's mind.

In just a few minutes, Xiang Youlin had already figured it out, no matter which of these two reasons, he seemed to be acceptable.

Thinking of this, he even calmed down a little.

He took out two sets of pajamas from the closet, casually put one on himself, and carefully put the other on Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's fearful and defensive eyes did not get better until he was put on by Xiang Youlin.

Seeing him like this, Xiang Youlin opened the door and walked out

Chu Yan felt a little relieved, and Xiang Youlin came back again. He should be treated with respect and should be put into crushed ice. There are also two cups sandwiched between the seams.

The handmade Bordeaux cup swayed as he walked, and the light collision made a sound similar to that of a bell.

Even though he was sitting on the bed, Xiang Youlin's posture became that of a handsome young man again, as if he was not sitting on the bed, but tasting wine in an old castle.He gracefully opened the bottle cap with a seahorse knife, and the mellow aroma of red wine wafted into the air. He gracefully held the flat bottom of the red wine, and poured the mellow red wine into Berdo's glass like a meandering flow.

It's just that the tone seems to be inconsistent with the action: "I didn't find a stronger one. At least this bottle is considered to be old. Let's have a few drinks with me."

As he said that, with a slight twist of his fingertips, the gurgling red wine was stopped, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and standing upright.

Immediately afterwards, he poured red wine into another Bordeaux glass as well.

His posture is really graceful. If it weren't for the strange situation, Chu Yan would definitely look at his movements with admiring eyes.

Just when Chu Yan thought that Xiang Youlin would hold the glass to toast himself, he put the Bordeaux glass that had just been poured with red wine on the bed beside him.

He grasped the neck of the red wine bottle with a chic gesture, raised it slightly, and made a respectful gesture: "I don't want to taste wine today, I just want to get drunk." Pointing to the two glasses, he said: "You two glasses , how about my bottle?"

As he spoke, he didn't try to persuade him to drink, he put his mouth on the bottle, raised his head and drank.

His Adam's apple went up and down quickly as he swallowed. The bottle of red wine was so big that he couldn't finish it in an instant even with the extra lung capacity. He glanced at Chu Yan when he was panting for breath.

In Chu Yan's hand, he accurately filled two-thirds of the glass, but there was a little mark of red wine on the mouth of the glass, except for this, there was no trace of drinking at all.

It was as if Chu Yan only touched his lips.

Xiang Youlin shook his head, did not persuade him to drink, but drank again.

Seeing this, Chu Yan, coupled with the boredom in his heart, calculated carefully that he was not much less than He Minting, so he raised his glass and poured it in.

The aged red wine tasted very light. If you taste it carefully, it can even be called one of the best wines that Chu Yan has ever drank in his life.

It's a pity that they were bullied by the two of them.

Chu Yan shook his head, put down the empty glass, and reached for another Bordeaux glass.

Neither persuading them to drink nor clinking glasses with a toast, the two of them drank like this, as if they were drinking beer on the street.

Xiang Youlin went out a few times, each time with two glasses of Chu Yan and one bottle of Xiang Youlin, from 50 years to 30 years, and then to 20 years.The number of years is getting smaller and smaller.

At first glance, it looks like two strangers who don't know each other are getting drunk.

However, as bottle after bottle of wine went down, Xiang Youlin's eyes only became more and more sober, but Chu Yan, who came with the wine, was already in a trance.