Sorry for pinching the wrong person

Facing the sudden kiss, Zhang Jianyang didn't even know how to think. He could only respond instinctively and aggravate the kiss, indulging in Zou Yan's breath.

Zou Yan dragged his head with his hands, pressed it against himself, entangled in Zhang Jianyang's mouth unscrupulously, exchanging body fluid, Zhang Jianyang felt the electric current pass through his whole body, and his internal organs began to twitch slightly again.

Zou Yan's waist was hugged tightly, their bodies were almost stuck together, and no one was willing to separate until the air in their mouths was drained.

Zhang Jianyang put his arms around Zou Yan's neck, lying limply in his arms, panting, his heart beating like a drum.

Except for that time at Zou Yan's house when he passionately kissed Zou Yan, they never had such an intimate act like lovers, even when they were making out, they only kissed other parts of the body.Zou Yan is a gentleman and will not take the initiative to overstep, so what does this kiss mean now?

Zhang Jianyang felt a trace of expectations that he shouldn't have. He struggled to break free from Zou Yan's embrace, and looked at him pantingly, with unusually firm eyes.

He decided not to be cowardly anymore, he hated all tweaking, suspicion and stickiness.If it's possible for them to hook up, then they try to be together.If not, then decisively end this sloppy bed partner relationship and stop dating.

"Zou Yan, what are we now?" The words were calm, but his heart was already ups and downs. Zhang Jianyang began to be afraid as soon as he spoke, he was afraid that he would not get the answer he wanted.

"What do you think we are?" Zou Yan's face was hidden in the night, and he couldn't see clearly.

"As long as I want it?" Zhang Jianyang was not sure what Zou Yan meant.

"As long as you want." Zou Yan answered affirmatively, stroking his cheek with his hand, and there seemed to be a hint of bewitchment in his gentle tone.

"I want to chase... No, I want you to chase me."

Zou Yan suddenly laughed, maybe he didn't expect such a development in the follow-up: "Okay."

Zhang Jianyang didn't expect him to agree so simply, he hesitated: "Zou Yan, is this what I understand?"

Zou Yan hugged him again, kissed the corner of his mouth and cheek: "Yes, please allow me to chase you. Xiaoyang, I will not let go this time."

Zhang Jianyang was ecstatic, he hugged Zou Yan, and searched for his lips in the dark, not in time to discover the implication of Zou Yan's words.

The kiss was warm and lingering, Zhang Jianyang relaxed his body, let Zou Yan plunder in his mouth, his body gradually heated up, and he found that his lower abdomen was blocked by something.

"Go back." Zou Yan's voice was hoarse and sexy as hell.

But when he went back to the room and soaked in the hot spring surrounded by warm floor lamps, he didn't see Zou Yan make any next move.Zhang Jianyang suddenly remembered that he and Zou Yan were the ones above, and if they really got along, it would be a big problem.

But he can't control so much now, he wants it, and he wants it now.

Zhang Jianyang quietly peeked at Zou Yan with his eyes closed and rested, stretched out his hand and pushed the wooden board floating in the water to Zou Yan. The wooden board lightly touched Zou Yan's firm chest muscles and slowly popped out.

He played this childish game endlessly, until Zou Yan caught his troublesome hand and interlocked his fingers.

Zhang Jianyang remained calm, adjusted his posture, faced Zou Yan, and continued to fiddle with the wooden board with the other hand. Not wanting to make a "crash", Zou Yan suddenly grabbed his other hand and pulled Zhang Jianyang to sit down. on their own legs.

……

At noon the next day, Zhang Jianyang refused to get up under the quilt. Last night's madness made him both comfortable and uncomfortable, and his back was still a little swollen and painful.

"Get up and have something to eat, it's already noon, and my stomach can't stand it."

Zou Yan sat by the bed and persuaded him to get up, but Zhang Jianyang closed his eyes and pretended to sleep and didn't want to talk to him, why should he compromise!

"I'm sorry, I want to kiss you."

Zhang Jianyang suddenly felt someone approaching him, opened his eyes, saw Zou Yan's eyes with a gentle smile, and thought: I can't stand it after saying that, he enjoys kissing Zou Yan very much.

Zou Yan's lips moved closer slowly, but they only moved within an inch of his lips, and Zhang Jianyang still couldn't touch them.He raised his head involuntarily, wanting to search for it, but every time he got closer, Zou Yan would move away a little, and he couldn't find it.

When he finally kissed Zou Yan, he had already sat up completely, and after receiving a long and lingering kiss, he was kicked up.

"babyboy わたしはここにいるよどこもいかずに待ってるよ (baby, I'll always be here waiting)

wdatiloveyou だからこそ心配しなくていいんだよ (You know I love you, so don't worry)

どんなに远くにいても変わらないよこの心 (No matter how far apart, this heart will not change)

言いたい事わかるでしょ? (you know what I'm trying to say)

あなたのこと待ってるよ (I've been waiting for you)"

Zhang Jianyang took a shower in the bathroom, and happily sang the only Japanese song he knew.

But if he wants to know what kind of pursuit he will face in the future, he may not be happy.

After returning to China, Zhang Jianyang still leisurely went to Xingyan to report every day. The employees took a trip at public expense, and they looked very energetic and energetic.

Zhang Jianyang huddled in his small desk, trying to reduce his sense of existence, because he felt that his idleness was incompatible with this energetic space.

But not long after, a bouquet of roses made him the focus.

"Sir, this is a flower sent to you by someone, please sign here, thank you."

Zhang Jianyang took the delicate and bright bouquet of roses in a daze, signed in a daze, and looked around the gossip-looking employees in a daze.

He doesn't seem to have provoked anyone recently, so why would someone send him an anonymous rose?Zhang Jianyang searched for clues on the flower packaging, but found nothing.

The second day, the third day, the fourth day... After receiving anonymous roses for a week in a row, Zhang Jianyang started to panic. Could it be that he has provoked some perverted stalker?In the flowers that were sent later, occasionally there would be a delicate little card with a handwritten English love poem in very beautiful fonts, but there was no signature.

Every time Zhang Jianyang accepts the rose with the eager eyes of the employees, Zhang Jianyang feels that it is a blunt torture. If this kind of romantic plot is not stopped, the employees will almost make up a whole stupid TV series.

A few days later, Zhang Jianyang told the matter to Zou Yan who was finally done, wanting to test whether the person who coveted Zou Yan was deliberately punishing him.

"Don't you like it?" Zou Yan looked a little frustrated.

"Who can like it, what age is it, who still does such an old-fashioned thing of sending flowers."

"But in the TV series that Aunt Mei watched, that's how she chased people."

"The TV series... what?! You sent the flowers?!" Zhang Jianyang looked at Zou Yan in shock. How could Zou Yan, who is so provocative, use such an old-fashioned way to chase people? !how come!

"I'm sorry, I haven't chased anyone before. I thought it was just like a TV series, which embarrassed you." Zou Yan slightly lowered his head in annoyance, like a child who has made a mistake.

"No, no, what... didn't embarrass me, but I didn't expect it to be you." Zhang Jianyang hugged him, his heart was violently stirred by a steel fork, and he could hardly breathe.

It turned out that those roses that made him snort were Zou Yan's clumsy pursuit.

Zou Yan also hugged him tightly, and said with determination: "I will improve."