I see myself

Waking up the next day with a splitting headache, Fang Zhan sat up from the bed hazily, only to remember that Chris had a habit of drinking alcohol more and more. villa.

There was a bedside lamp on in the corner of the room, and he looked down at his body again. It was clean, except for some red marks on his chest. The young master had grown promising, and he didn't take the opportunity to counterattack.

I just don't know if I said something I shouldn't have said.

Jiang Yansheng, who was still sleeping next to him, was disturbed by his movements. He threw off the quilt and turned over. His two trimmed eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he muttered a few vague words.

Fang Zhan stopped when he was about to get out of bed, but moved his lowered legs back to the bed by a strange coincidence, and looked closely at this familiar yet unfamiliar face that he had seen thousands of times.

The facial features are deep, the jaw line is clear, the hair that was just cut short is slightly curled and stuck to the pillow...

It's a very subtle feeling.

He knew everything about him, knew his thoughts, knew he wouldn't lie to himself, or become obsessed with himself.

But these are not enough.

His desire to control Jiang Yansheng is far stronger than his possessiveness over himself.

He wanted this man to live his life exactly as he wanted.

Perhaps at the moment he saved him, he carried this desire.

The young master's eyelashes fluttered slightly, but he didn't open his eyes. Fang Zhan stretched out his hand to cover it, feeling the itch in his palm, and didn't take it away for a long time.

Until Jiang Yansheng stretched out his hand to catch him, the complicated darkness in his eyes dissipated, and he changed into a gentle look that was usually understated.

Jiang Yansheng grabbed his hand, then embraced his arm, and after kissing his hand, he quickly buried his face beside Fang Zhan's side, avoiding the sunlight that had come in, Still closing his eyes, he muttered and asked:

"what time is it now?"

Fang Zhan picked up his phone and glanced at it.

"Go to the airport at one o'clock, you still have two hours to dawdle and eat."

Jiang Yansheng didn't even think about it after hearing it, this time he directly hugged Fang Zhan's waist, his hands were still moving restlessly,

"Then sleep a little longer, or..."

He suddenly remembered the words Fang Zhan said last night, his drowsiness dissipated, he arched his body with a smile, put his head on Fang Zhan's lap, discerning the emotion in his eyes from bottom to top,

"Or... shall we do something else?"

Fang Zhan raised his eyebrows,

"for example?"

Both of them were looking at each other, but one wanted to confirm whether he had said anything that should not have been said, and the other wanted to see clearly whether there was any familiar disgust and fear in the other's eyes.

Jiang Yansheng didn't notice the difference, and gradually withdrew his gaze, but he wasn't as obsessive as he used to be when he woke up. After he lifted the quilt, he kissed Fang Zhan's lips lightly.

"Seeing that you were hungover last night, Dad will let you go today. Does your headache hurt?"

"Did I drink a lot last night?"

Jiang Yansheng clicked his tongue,

"Is it too much to hold Chris and not let go?"

"..."

Fang Zhan didn't quite believe it, but felt that there was such a possibility. He imagined the scene and chose to ignore this problem.

"...anything else?"

Jiang Yansheng didn't let him go,

"Also? Isn't this serious enough? I took you back to the villa with great difficulty, but as soon as you entered the door..."

"Wait, you hug me back?"

This is not much better than the scene just now, hey!

Jiang Yansheng snorted twice, jealous in a fair and honest manner,

"Don't change the subject. A boyfriend my age is by your side. It's fine if you don't hug him back. You still struggle to run to the other person. What's the matter?"

As he talked to himself, he also began to feel angry. Putting aside the ambiguous and frightening words of Fang Zhan, he just wanted to raise his head to ask Fang Zhan what he meant last night, but the man fell asleep leaning on the beach chair , It’s okay to fall asleep, I just put him on the sofa to make tea for him, when I turned around and came back, I found that this man was hugging Chris tightly.

If it hadn't been for Chris's confused face, only anxiously yelling that he wanted to rob the landlord, he would even have suspected that the two of them had something behind their backs.

Fang Zhan thought for a while, hugged the quilt that was still covering his upper body, and grabbed Jiang Yansheng's clothes with his hands, with the accusation that you don't believe me in his eyes, he didn't say a word.

"..."

Jiang Yansheng couldn't bear it.

But it was he who did the wrong thing, not himself, so why should he panic?

Fang Zhan slowly got back into the quilt and covered his head.

Jiang Yansheng: "...what are you doing?"

A muffled sound came from the quilt,

"I have a headache."

Terrible,

He had never seen this person pretending to be submissive.

His hands were eager to lift the quilt, but the corners were tightly grasped inside. Jiang Yansheng's mouth was unconsciously smiling, and he lay on the quilt and asked from the gap exposed on the side,

"Can't you get out?"

Fang Zhan made no sound.

The corner of Jiang Yansheng's mouth smiled even wider. He was originally lying on the top, but now he turned to the side of the quilt, intending to get in the same way, but as soon as he moved his legs away from the top, the person inside turned over with him and covered the quilt On him, the two adjusted each up and down.

And before he opened his mouth, there was a long-lost passionate kiss.

Between lips and teeth, when he instinctively plundered and chased obsessively when he was separated, he realized very clearly

——Even if Fang Zhan knew that he was mentally ill, even if Fang Zhan chose to avoid him because he knew, he probably deserved it.

Fang Zhan caressed his face, and after parting, he touched the corner of his lips affectionately, sighing and smiling,

"Baby, you should trust me more."

Then turned over and got out of bed, picked up the pajamas on the sofa,

"Get up, Xiao Xiao will have to come over and knock on the door after a while."

Jiang Yansheng was lying on the bed, staring at the small bright spot formed on the ceiling by the lamp he moved last night, thinking aimlessly that it was quite bright, and he could see it when he woke up in the morning. .

Then Fang Zhan stepped on the floor wearing slippers, walked to the window and opened the curtains.

The sun was shining brightly in the room, and the light spots disappeared after resisting it, and he suddenly wanted to put the quilt on his head.

But he didn't know that Fang Zhan would not open it like him.

门被咔哒一声打开，他听见方展的脚步声停下，随后是萧晓欠揍的声音，

"Hey, is the little princess who was hugged woke up?"

Fang Zhan: "...Grass"

It's getting cold, Xiao Xiao should go bankrupt!

The author has something to say: Xiao Xiao: Prefer things!Hug Chris and don't hug me!