Running wolf and dog

It was a rare night without dreams, and it was already noon when Han Xiaonuo woke up, the wind picked up again outside the window, the sand and stones rolled, and the whole sky was full of smog.It's like the end is coming.

Han Xiaonuo let out a breath, and felt sore all over when he got up, he lowered his head and found that he didn't wear a wisp, and his white skin was bruised and purple, full of bite marks.

He had to smile wryly, and his thoughts went back to last night. He remembered that when he got out of the car, Yan Bin hugged him suddenly. The man's thick embrace made him stunned. Also surprisingly gentle, Yan Bin's series of weird behaviors made Han Xiaonuo once suspect that he was so frightened by Yao Fei's flying car several times, and even had hallucinations.

Walking to the window, Han Xiaonuo looked at the ambiguous marks on his body again. He had to think about what happened to that man. Han Xiaonuo understood his status. To put it bluntly, he was just a responsible person. He doesn't believe that men will fall in love with him, but he doesn't have anything to make men succeed. He doesn't know what medicine is sold in the man's gourd.Just as he was thinking, the phone rang in the quiet room. Han Xiaonuo was taken aback. He looked around, and then remembered the mobile phone that Yan Bin had given him for the convenience of contacting him. It's just that he can't go anywhere except the bar, and the mobile phone has basically become a decoration. The only person who knows the phone number is Yan Bin. He thought it might be a man calling, and he was inexplicably impatient, so he hurried over to get the phone , because he walked too fast, his leg accidentally bumped against the foot of the bed, he didn't even have time to touch the painful place, so he limped quickly to the bedside, enduring the cold sweat on his back.

Picking up the phone, he saw that the caller was from an unfamiliar number. He felt a little lost. After hesitating for a while, he still pressed the connect button. Before the phone was handed to his ear, an excited voice came from the phone: "Xiao Nuo, where are you?!"

It was Yao Heng. At that moment, for some unknown reason, Han Xiaonuo suddenly wanted to hang up the phone, but before he could realize his idea, the other side said: "I'm back, I'll go to the station in the city this afternoon... ..."

Han Xiaonuo stood there, flashing in his mind the image of Yao Heng grinning at himself with a row of big white teeth, so beautiful, so beautiful that he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

At the station, Han Xiaonuo just got out of the taxi when he heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw Yao Heng standing behind the glass curtain wall.I haven't seen him for two years. He has grown taller, and his skin is still that good-looking wheaten color. His hair, which was a little long before, has been permed into a fashionable wave. There is also an earphone hanging around his neck, and he is carrying a bag and waving desperately at Han Xiaonuo, the light in his eyes is exactly the same as when he was in high school.

Han Xiaonuo heard him call his name, "Xiao Nuo, Xiao Nuo..." It has been two years since Yao Heng came to see him in prison, he has never heard someone so intimate call yourself.

Han Xiaonuo stood there staring at the young man, he had grown into a man, but his body still smelled of licorice like sunlight, that feeling made Han Xiaonuo a little flustered.

"Hey, Xiao Nuo, long time no see, I see you are so excited." A warm scrub touched the eyelids, and Han Xiao Nuo woke up from his stupor, only to realize that he seemed to be crying. Needless to say, he raised his head and wanted to smile at Yao Heng in front of him, grinning, but the next second he was grabbed into Yao Heng's arms fiercely.

"Han Xiaonuo, I miss you so much!" Yao Heng buried his head in Han Xiaonuo's neck, and said in a low voice. Turning his eyes sideways, he saw the marks on Han Xiaonuo's neck.

His eyes turned dark all of a sudden, he didn't want to think about it, he asked Han Xiaonuo in a serious tone: "Who did it?"

Han Xiaonuo looked at him suspiciously. He stared at Han Xiaonuo's black eyes, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have missed a lot of things in the past two years. The feeling as if something had broken free from his hands made him panic. Uneasy, he yelled at Han Xiaonuo uncontrollably: "I'll fucking ask you, who did it on the neck!"

At the bustling station, a lot of eyes came together. Han Xiaonuo stood there in embarrassment, opened his mouth, but didn't say a word.

Seeing him like that, Yao Heng got angry, grabbed his hand and pushed him into a taxi next to him. Han Xiaonuo was dazed by his appearance just now, and he didn't even resist. He saw Yao Heng push himself dumped his luggage into the trunk of the taxi, then squeezed into the back seat, and then said to the taxi driver angrily, "Go to Chengji Hotel!"

"Aren't you going home?" Han Xiaonuo finally came to his senses and asked him.

Yao Heng's eyes were dark and he didn't say a word, Han Xiaonuo only thought of him as a child and didn't bother to argue with him.Not long after, the taxi stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and the master came down to help Yao Heng with the luggage. Seeing that Han Xiaonuo was sitting still in the car, Yao Heng stretched out his hand to pull him. Han Xiaonuo broke free, and he turned his head coldly. Said to Yao Heng: "Yao Heng, what do you think of me?"

With a question, Yao Heng's hand that was reaching out to him suddenly landed in the air.He looked at Han Xiaonuo with complicated eyes, the other's eyes were still as dark and bright as in high school, but when he looked at himself, he no longer had the eagerness before.

"Xiao Nuo, I'm sorry." After a moment of silence, Yao Heng said to him.

At this time, the master who was carrying the luggage also returned to the driver's seat. He looked back at the two people behind the car and urged them to get off the car quickly with his eyes. Han Xiaonuo looked away without saying a word. He was just about to ask the driver to drive. His eyes glimpsed a familiar figure.

It was Yan Bin. He walked into the Chengji Hotel next door in a neat suit, and there was a woman in a coquettish dress with him.

Han Xiaonuo guessed something, but he got out of the car uncontrollably, but instead of rushing up, he stood by the car and watched the man's stalwart figure disappear at the end of the hotel's purposely raised stairs.

A strange emotion swept over his heart at this moment, he cursed himself for being bored, but when he turned around, he met Yao Heng's probing eyes.

He actually forgot about Yao Heng who was always by his side because of that man's appearance. Thinking of this, Han Xiaonuo wondered if he was being abused by a man and became sticky. He thought to himself that he couldn't be so cheap. Yao Heng had already asked : "Yan Bin, do you know him?"

Han Xiaonuo looked at Yao Heng in front of him. He remembered that when the boy went abroad, he swore to himself that he would get him out, and half a year later, Yan Bin's lawyer brought a bunch of agreements for him to sign. There is a connection between them, and now it seems that the man is not entrusted by others.

Why did he spend a lot of money to save himself from prison?Han Xiaonuo couldn't help thinking, what's more, he had only met men a few times before this, so he wouldn't believe that he was super attractive.

Thinking of this, Han Xiaonuo looked at the gate of the hotel in the distance, and his doubts became more intense.

At this time, Yao Heng who was next to him grabbed him, and before he could resist, he dragged Han Xiaonuo into the hotel with his luggage. At that moment, Han Xiaonuo suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. Voice: If something really happened between him and Yao Heng today, would that man be furious if he found out?

The lights in the hotel were specially dimmed a lot. Han Xiaonuo sat on the bed and looked at Yao Heng who was standing not far away. Walking around next to the TV, Han Xiaonuo's look of bewilderment made Han Xiaonuo a little funny, no matter how you looked at him, the other party was also an innocent boy, and Han Xiaonuo was buried in his anxious look His bad taste suddenly rushed up, and he yelled at Yao Heng: "Yao Heng, don't you want to fuck me, come on!"

The provocative tone made Yao Heng who was standing opposite him stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked at him with anxiety on his face.

Han Xiaonuo looked at him, couldn't help but smiled, the smile was a little ironic, but it provoked Yao Heng's dissatisfaction, he threw himself on Han Xiaonuo without thinking, Before Han Xiaonuo could react, he reached out and pressed him down.

Beads of sweat covered his full forehead, and the clarity in his eyes was completely replaced by anger. He gritted his teeth and said to Han Xiaonuo, "Han Xiaonuo, you're asking for it!"

After that, he lowered his head and began to gnaw on Han Xiaonuo's neck. Han Xiaonuo raised his head, his eyes were full of scheming and cunning, he tried to use all the skills he had learned from men in the past two years. After he used it up, he stretched out his hand and began to gently explore the man's plump back. The man on his body trembled, and the kiss on his mouth became more powerful.

However, Han Xiaonuo wouldn't know it even if he was killed. From the moment he and Yao Heng entered the hotel, someone noticed them!

Just when the temperature of the room reached a high level, the door of the hotel was smashed open by someone from the outside. Before Han Xiaonuo recovered from the shock, Yao Heng on his body had already been lifted away. A muffled bang was heard within seconds, and Yao Heng was punched to the ground by the visitor.

Han Xiaonuo raised his head and saw Yao Fei. He turned his head in horror and saw Yan Bin standing at the door.

The man was wearing a black suit, standing there, his whole body was shrouded in darkness, but Han Xiaonuo still caught sight of his long and narrow eyes, those brown eyes were so cold that there was no warmth, like the god of death The scythe pierced Han Xiaonuo's heart, and he began to tremble uncontrollably. ． ． ． ． ．