paranormal relationship

"Don't watch." Mu Xiran's attitude was firm. He was already shy, and watching the movie together, for him, he couldn't save this face, no matter who he was with.

Han Ziruo seemed to be obsessed at this moment, sometimes looking at Mu Xiran, sometimes staring at the screen, his breathing began to become thicker again, and the hotness on his body had slowly moved down, gathering in his abdomen, and he couldn't tell where it was. What a feeling, very uncomfortable.

"Come here!" Han Ziruo called him out of breath.

Mu Xiran stopped his pen, looked at him, and found that his eyes were as hot and intense as a wolf seeing a sheep, and there was a small flame in his eyes, which kept darting upwards.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Xiran felt something was wrong, and saw that Han Ziruo had stood up and walked towards him, and then stood up slowly.

The screen video didn't click on, it just stopped there very eye-catchingly.

Han Ziruo stopped half a meter away from him, glanced at him up and down, then reached out to take his hand and put it on his abdomen.

This series of actions was so fast that before Mu Xiran could react, he had already pulled his hand and put it there. When his hand touched something hard, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked Looking into his eyes in panic: "You...you are..."

Han Ziruo frowned, looking distressed: "It's like this last time I took a bath, and it's the same this time. Can you help me?"

"Help you?" Mu Xiran held the back of his hand tightly and pressed it there, trying to pull it back. He tried to move it a few times, but it didn't help.

"Help me get rid of this!" Han Ziruo said with a strong pleading look in his eyes.

"You... How can I help you solve this kind of thing?" Mu Xiran felt his heart beating faster, his face was burning, and his eyes began to erratically dodge.

"But I'm really uncomfortable." Han Ziruo still held onto Mu Xiran's hand tightly, with a pained expression on his face.

"I won't...let go of my hand first..." Seeing Han Ziruo in such pain, Mu Xiran was anxious and worried, but he was at a loss.

Han Ziruo obediently let go of Mu Xiran's hand, and wrapped his other hand around his waist into his arms. Before Mu Xiran could cry out in surprise, he wrapped his arms around his waist and pushed him down on the bed, together with The whole body was pressed down, and Mu Xiran, who was frightened, quickly stretched out his hand to his chest, not letting his body continue to press down: "Han Ziruo, you... what are you doing?"

"I want to kiss you...do you want me to kiss you?" Han Ziruo's whole expression was out of his mind, especially in his eyes, the small flames inside were already burning, as scary as if he was going to eat Mu Xiran whole.

Hearing that Han Ziruo's breathing began to become more and more rapid, as if he was panting heavily after running a marathon, Mu Xiran faintly felt that all this was too abnormal. His eyes were also very strange, and such an abnormality made him flustered.

"You...do you know who I am?" Mu Xiran thought that he had misunderstood himself as Chen Jingyi, otherwise he would suddenly tell a boy that he wanted to kiss you, unless his sexual orientation was abnormal.

"You're Mu Xiran. It's strange. Why did you suddenly ask me that?" Han Ziruo said, pressing down again.

Mu Xiran's hands used all his strength to resist his falling body, and he gritted his teeth. His face, which was already red, became even redder from being suppressed.After hearing Han Ziruo's answer, the tense string in his brain broke again uncontrollably.

Then, his hands were hanging down so weakly, just when Han Ziruo lowered his head to kiss his lips, he suddenly turned his head away, and closed his eyes in confusion: "Han Ziruo, don't..."

Han Ziruo raised his head slightly, stretched out his hand to straighten his face, and Mu Xiran's eyes opened. The two men met each other's eyes and looked into each other's eyes. Heartbeat, breathing, everything seemed to be forbidden.

Just when Mu Xiran's originally calm and calm heart was bewitched by Han Ziruo's eyes, and his provocative words began to ripple and slowly sink, only to hear Han Ziruo suddenly laugh.

"Just kidding! I just want to see your reaction..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xiran froze, angrily pushed him away and rushed out of the room.

Han Ziruo looked at Mu Xiran's furious back, and immediately withdrew his smile, changing into a expressionless and cold look.

He was very clear about how desperately he wanted Mu Xiran just now, but when he saw Mu Xiran turned his head away, looking reluctant to be humiliated, his heart sank, and most of the anger in his abdomen disappeared. .In order not to break the wall of friendship between them, and not to make each other feel uncomfortable because of this incident, and to find a way for his behavior just now, he had no choice but to say that joke against his will .

But when he saw Mu Xiran get so angry because of his joking words, he was a little surprised, but more puzzled.

Mu Xiran rushed to the bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror, the blush on his face hadn't subsided, and the heart that was almost sucked by Han Ziruo just now was still beating wildly.He shook his head vigorously, trying to get rid of his wild thoughts about Han Ziruo. If he didn't say that he was teasing himself, he really thought that he wanted to kiss him. When their eyes met, he saw the sincerity and extreme longing in Han Ziruo's eyes, and his resistant heart gradually became submissive.

Submissive ass, if he doesn't tell you to tease you, I'll be cheated by him, how embarrassing it will be then!

Mu Xiran pushed open the door again, and found that Han Ziruo was still concentrating on playing his game, so he just sat by the computer and continued to do his homework.

"Xiran, will you help me finish my homework?" Han Ziruo didn't look at Mu Xiran, and didn't care if he was still angry.

Since Han Ziruo had already forgotten what happened just now, Mu Xiran acted as if it hadn't happened, and replied without raising his head: "Let's talk about it after I finish writing."

Time passed by like this, and two days before New Year's Eve, Du Yun drove his two sons to the mall to buy new clothes.

When riding in the car, Han Ziruo just bent down to go in and wanted to sit in the front, but was stared at by Du Yun, and then backed out. Mu Xiran was standing next to Han Ziruo, and he was about to open the door of the back seat when he heard Du Yun spoke.

"Xi Ran, sit next to me."

Han Ziruo pulled Mu Xiran knowingly, and pushed him into the front seat before he could speak.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat, next to Du Yun, Mu Xiran knew that Du Yun was very kind to him, but when he was sitting so close to Du Yun, he still felt nervous involuntarily. After all, Du Yun was not As for any of his relatives, the relationship between the two is naturally not that cordial.

Han Ziruo sat in the back seat, took out the earphones and plugged them in his ears, and began to close his eyes and meditate.

Mu Xiran stared straight ahead, his back was straight, and his physical condition revealed his nervousness. He knew that Du Yun asked him to sit in front to let him feel that she didn't look at him. He was quite moved by this.

Along the way, the three of them didn't say a word. As the scenery outside the window gradually changed from rows of buildings and high-rise buildings to feasting and bustling streets, they knew that the bustling city center had arrived.

The three got out of the black Mercedes-Benz car and followed Du Yun straight to the shopping mall.

Du Yun was wearing a black fur coat, black leather pants, and black high-heeled shoes. No matter in terms of figure, appearance or temperament, he looked like a noble lady.

Han Ziruo was wearing the dark blue mid-length slim Korean style hooded padded jacket Mu Xiran saw for the first time, light blue loose jeans and red-faced sneakers with white edges.Mu Xiran is wearing a silver-gray mid-length slim Korean-style hooded windbreaker jacket, slightly loose black jeans, and blue sneakers with white edges.

The two followed Du Yun side by side. From a distance, Mu Xiran was half a head shorter than Han Ziruo, but their bodies were both well-proportioned and thin. After all, they were still underage and growing up.

The three of them were walking towards the entrance of the mall, when a woman's voice suddenly sounded from the other side of them: "Xiran, are you not calling me aunt anymore?"

Mu Xiran heard the reputation, and saw the aunt wearing a red down jacket with her cousin and sister-in-law next to her. The cousin was holding her nephew in her arms, and she was lowering her head to tease her nephew, while her cousin glanced at him casually. , went to poke my nephew's face.

"Hello, aunt." Mu Xiran called out indifferently with a cold expression.

"Who are they?..." My aunt began to scrutinize Du Yun and Han Ziruo. They were dressed in famous brands, and they seemed to be rich. These two must be Han Jun's wife and son.