The scumbags of the professor's house

After Langfa left, Su Cheng stood at the door and looked at the cake on the ground, the more awkward it became. The big "π" character on it was particularly eye-catching. There is no doubt that this symbol is very special to Luston.

Rival?

Love rival named π?

Have you never heard of someone with the word π in their name, or does π represent some special meaning?

Has Luston ever had a crush?he does not know.

If so, he stabbed the man in the heart.

Grass.

Su Cheng's mouth and nose felt sore, and his heart was squeezed inch by inch. The pain made him dizzy for a while, and he almost couldn't stand still.

Is Lang Fa offering a cake?Is it intentional to add to the blockage!

The boy opened the door, put a bag of things big and small on the dining table, and finally put the huge cake on the table. When he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that he knew nothing about Luston's past.

Su Cheng himself has never had someone he likes or engraved in his heart, but that doesn't mean Luston doesn't have one.

If Luston had, where is this person now?

Did you break up?Or was he beaten by his family?

The cake was placed on the dining table in the living room. During the whole cooking, there was only one thing in Su Cheng's mind, who was π?He made do with a few dishes and a pot of chicken soup. Su Cheng's mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't taste it, except that the chicken soup was cooked in a rice cooker, which was more guaranteed. He suspected that the rest of the dishes were no better than Boss Shen's coffee. Where to go.

After the meal was ready, he lay on the table in the living room, waiting for the birthday boy to come home. Today's mood was like riding a roller coaster, going up and down, just because of the excitement of being able to celebrate his birthday with Luston, Hengkong The "π" that popped up hit the bottom of the valley.

These emotions seemed to belong to him, but not quite his.

He was drawn, and couldn't help but feel angry.

This is probably like it.

The sky outside the window was gradually dimming, the sky and the blue blackened boundary line, the white clouds made the sunset glow red, Su Cheng lay in the silence until the door lock of his house creaked.

Someone is back.

The moment Luston opened the door, the room was pitch black, and low air pressure rushed over him. He pressed the light to turn on, and was startled by Su Cheng who was lying on the dining table in the living room.

This master doesn't seem to want to celebrate his birthday, it's almost the same as going to a funeral.

"Su Cheng?"

The little curly was lazily motionless, staring sleepily at the cake on the table.

Luston was holding a small one in his hand. Looking from the entrance, the three-story thing on the table blocked half of Su Cheng's body. Luston frowned. Such an exaggerated handwriting didn't look like a small scroll. Mao's style, "Lang Fa is here?"

Su Cheng stood up lazily, nodded, "He gave it to you."

Luston changed his shoes, put down his huge schoolbag, walked to the dining table, and teased him, "It's so big, you won't want me to finish eating it." The boy showed two dimples, and when he came around to him, he deliberately rubbed Su Cheng's mouth. half of the body.

Then—he saw three dishes hidden on the table behind the big cake, and suddenly stopped talking.

Today is his birthday, and he wants to spend it with someone.

And this person cooked for him today, waiting for him to go home.

The last time Luston ate home-cooked food was when Su Mingyuan was cooking to entertain their family. The boy moved a few steps to the left, walked behind Su Cheng, put his arms around the predecessor, and gently pressed his head In Su Cheng's neck, "You did it?"

The familiar fresh scent of soap on the vest was attached, and Su Cheng felt numb all over his body as if he had been shocked by an electric shock. He turned his head suddenly, but just brushed against Luston's lips. The little curly hair moved away in fright, and his body fell backwards. , tightly bound by strong arms.

Luston didn't hide, and just let him toss back and forth in his arms.

Su Cheng was shocked, did he really lose his memory?Have they gotten to this point? !

Immediately afterwards, Luston lowered his head and buried his entire face in his neck, where his hair was tied, itching.

The boy's voice was low and slightly hoarse, and he said softly, "Thank you."

The light cuts the dining table into light and dark, and the two of them stand at the junction, cuddling each other, like two kittens warming each other.Luston's furry head scratched Su Cheng's body, and his blood was creeping up inch by inch from the bottom to the top, and his fair neck gradually turned red, like a ripe apple.

Waiting for someone to pick it.

It was only 2 minutes before and after Luston entered the door. Su Cheng had already confirmed that the picture that appeared in front of his eyes this morning was real. After he was drunk last night, they must have kissed.Because at this moment, Luston's lips, with a heart-warming warmth, crawled over his neck thinly and densely, following the arc of his chin, and rushed forward again forcefully.

The boy's lips were soft, a little cold, and the freshness mixed with the soapy scent eroded his five senses a little bit. Fingers intersected, chest and back pressed together, and every part of Su Cheng's body was catering to Luston.

Including restless somewhere.

He waited quietly, with all the hormones in his body, finally, Luston's lips rushed in violently, the youthful kiss was messy, not much better than yesterday, with primitive pleasure, aroused Su Cheng physical memory.

Their crazy yesterday and today coincide.

The only difference is that today you and I are both sober.

The sober mind was blank, the intertwined sniffs trembled slightly, the breathing followed the heartbeat, the blood jumped under the skin, like boiling water, burning the two of them, everything around became blurred, only the Smell, your smell and mine are mixed together, you can't tell each other apart.

body.

I don't want to divide each other anymore.

Luston began to suffocate due to lack of oxygen, and his consciousness gradually fell into a blurred boundary. Before he did something more extreme, he finally pushed the opponent away with all his strength.

The moment they opened their eyes, they met each other, neither of them spoke, they just panted loudly.

Su Cheng had been turned around by Luston at some point and placed on the table. They were facing each other, one standing and the other sitting. In this dish, it was colorful, and Luston's two arms and Su Cheng's entire back were all stained, and the huge letter π on the cake had long been rubbed beyond recognition.

Su Cheng looked at the blurred letters, and the problem that he had been struggling with all night suddenly became clear.

Even if there was such a person in Luston's past, but now he has disappeared long ago like a melted letter.

Now, the person by Luston's side is him.

It will only be him in the future.

So what did he have to be afraid of?

The restaurant was in a mess. After the two glanced around, their eyes met again. Luston laughed first, and touched the cream on the tip of Curly's nose.

White and super cute.

Of course Su Xiaoba was not to be outdone, clawed back, grabbed a handful of cream, and spread it on Luston's face. He didn't control the amount well, and Luston's face was covered with paste, leaving only a pair of big eyes exposed. Su Cheng Leaning forward and backward with a smile.

"Such a big cake is gone, what a waste, and laughing!" Luston criticized him.

Su Cheng pretended to be regretful, "I don't blame you, I don't know what the taste of such an expensive cake like Langfa is."

Forget about the expensive ones, but fortunately there are cakes bought by Luston and chicken soup in the pot. Su Cheng thought in his heart that with these two things, there would be no delay in lighting candles to make a wish, and eating longevity noodles.

Seeing the twinkling eyes of the boy on the opposite side, like the sunshine shining on the lake, Luston couldn't help but move forward, "Then I'll have a taste—what does the expensive cake taste like?" Luston said The tip of his tongue lightly touched Luston's nose, which was a little wet. He rolled a small piece of cream into his mouth and said with a smile, "It's delicious."

Su Xiaoba was stunned for two seconds, then the little tiger gnawed on his face like a prey, nodded and muttered, "Well, it's delicious." With his big eyes narrowed, he smirked at Luston, "It can't be wasted!"

Then jumped up.

The end of the two people's nonsense was that it took two hours to clean up the mess.

By the time the chicken noodle soup was on the table, it was almost 10:30.

The chicken soup is light yellow after skimming off the oil, with finely chopped green onion on top, a poached egg and a whole chicken leg under the thin vermicelli. After a long time of fuss, Luston was really hungry, and he urged Su Cheng, " You have a bowl too."

Su Cheng didn't move, "You have to eat the longevity noodles first."

Luston: "Where does this particularity come from?"

Su Cheng smiled, "Our family is particular about it."

Luston picked up a chopstick dubiously, and was about to stuff it into his mouth, when his corner of the eye stopped on the little curly with eyes closed.The light shrouded his figure, outlining his delicate facial features, his fair skin was shining, extending into his clothes, and there were only a few red spots on his neck.

It is his imprint.

his mark.

Thinking of this, Luston's heart beat fast.

Fortunately, the people around him were closing their eyes, looking in the direction of his bowl of noodles, and said seriously, "Brother Lu is 17 years old, the noodles are long and long, and he lives in good health."

Just a few words have been read, as if a small ceremony has been completed.

"Do you have to say that every year?" When he opened his eyes, Luston looked at him with a half-smile, "Do you eat noodles every birthday?"

Su Cheng nodded, "In the past, my brother spoke on behalf of the whole family, and later...Ming Yuan will still tell me every year, even if he is busy that day and he is not at home, he will still send a message."

Luston lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'll tell you later."

Su Cheng's heart skipped a beat.

"Who cares." The boy blushed and urged, "Hurry up and eat noodles."

Luston stuffed the noodles into his mouth and continued to tease him, "You said that in the past, your brother told you on behalf of the whole family. Anyway, I'm older than you, so you're not bad for shouting."

"not called."

"Why don't you call?"

"Can it be the same?" Su Cheng glared at him.

Brother is brother, Luston is Luston.

"Yeah." Luston stretched out his hand to rub the curly hair on his head, "It's good that you know it's different." The boy was very happy, and the movements of eating noodles became cheerful, and Su Cheng's stomach cried out at the right time following his movements. As soon as he swallowed the noodles, he got up.

"Where are you going?" Su Cheng asked.

"Here are some noodles for you." Luston smiled, "My mouth is about to flow into my bowl."

Su Cheng waved his hand, it was the young master's birthday, and asked him to celebrate his birthday, the boy jumped off his seat, "I'll go by myself."

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Little angels, happy Lantern Festival~~