[Traveling] Stepfather Clearance Plan

After opening the wine, Yue Chuan filled two glasses and handed one of them to Xiao's hand.

"Lafite in 2000 is really a good year." He couldn't help sighing.

Xiao took it with some embarrassment.He is not particular about his living habits, and he has no research on red wine, which is a high-end, foreign-style thing.He smokes but hardly drinks.For him, cigarettes cleared his mind, but alcohol hindered his thinking.

What's more, he does drink very little.The only kind of wine he has come into contact with in his life is Qingdao in 330ml bottles. Sometimes when he is really bored with writing, he will go to the 24-hour convenience store on the street away from home and buy two cans for 15 yuan.After drinking a can like this, he will be drunk.

"Lawyer Chen, I really don't understand red wine, I'm afraid it's a waste to drink this..."

Xiao wanted to decline, but before he finished speaking, Yuechuan touched him with a cup.

"Try it, it's a good wine." Yue Chuan said, raised his glass slightly, greeted him gracefully, and took a sip.

At this point, Xiao had no choice but to raise his glass and take a sip slowly.The crystal clear dark red liquid has a strong alcohol smell, flowing down the throat into the stomach, and after the sharp coolness passes, it brings a scorching heat.Almost immediately, he felt a sticky warmth rise from behind his ears, and soon enveloped his whole body.

"How about we finish drinking it?" Yue Chuan's soft voice sounded extremely charming at this moment.

"I really can't..." Xiao subconsciously shook her head, and the next second her lips were sealed by Yue Chuan.Yue Chuan pulled his hair and forced him to look up, a mouthful of wine flowed into his throat between the entanglement of his lips and tongue, and he had no choice but to swallow it indiscriminately.

The heat in his chest instantly increased a bit, and he could even clearly feel the fine thin sweat oozing from his neck, and the cold air from the air conditioner made him shiver uncontrollably.Alcohol blurred his consciousness, but made his nerves sharper. The stimulation brought about by the teasing and stirring of his tongue in his mouth was magnified several times compared to the normal state, mixed with the pleasure of slight paralysis and flowing down the spine, A weak moan shattered in his throat.

It was an unimaginably long kiss, until Xiao could hardly breathe, Yue Chuan finally let him go, and finally bit his lower lip with his teeth, and tore it lightly.Xiao's breathing became obviously heavy, his eye sockets were slightly reddened by the stimulation of alcohol, and his clear eyes were also stained with moisture.

The wide palm caressed his hot face, and the thumb rubbed back and forth on his cheek.Yue Chuan's handsome face was so close to him that he could clearly feel his hot breath on his face.

"It turned out to be so red." The teasing whisper made his face even hotter, and then Yue Chuan took advantage of the opportunity to wrap his arms around his ear, and sucked his lips very slowly and provocatively.

"I don't like it when you call me Lawyer Chen... Do you remember how you called me before, huh?" The soft voice was extremely charming.The feather-like kiss slid down from the side of the ear and stayed on the uncomfortable neck for a long time.

Xiao raised her head and swallowed forcefully, but still felt that her throat was dry and uncomfortable.

...what did I call you before?

The paralysis of alcohol made him fall into a hazy and vague hallucination.For a moment, he completely forgot that this was a story he wrote, and the people in front of him were fictional characters in the story.What he thought in his mind was not what Lu Xun called Yuechuan when he was a child in the setting of the story, and he didn't even think of Lu Xun at all.At that time, his thoughts followed Yue Chuan's bewitching voice, and all he could think of was——

what did i call you before...

A tiny corner of the dusty memory was torn open, revealing a small fragment.

Two words.

"Yuechuan..."

"Good boy." The man in front of him gave him a tender and passionate kiss as a reward.

That night, amidst the intense love, Xiao repeatedly called this name that even he himself did not know where it came from.

Moon River...

Moon River...

Moon River...

When he climbed to the top, the man stuck to his ear and said hoarsely:

"Xiao, I miss you so much."

...what do you call me...

The wrong address brought back Xiao Xiao's consciousness that had been floating in the clouds.He wanted to ask clearly, but the acme that followed made his mind go blank.

——Xiao, I miss you so much.

……Who are you……

……

The next day Xiao didn't wake up until the sun was high, and Yue Chuan forced him to drink a lot the night before, and as a result, he woke up with a particularly severe hangover, and his forehead hurt like it was about to split.

He still remembered that sentence, and the man's hoarse voice still clearly remained in his brain.But Xiao, who had always been immune to alcohol, was not sure whether this sentence was really said by Yue Chuan himself, or whether it was a fantasy in his own brain.

The phrase "Xiao, I miss you so much".

... Impossible, right?He didn't write about a person named "Xiao" in this story.

He thought for a while, and felt that it was more likely that he had heard wrong, so he shook his head and got up to wash and change clothes.

When Xiao came out of the bathroom, Yue Chuan was sitting at the dining table, flipping through the news on his mobile phone, and eating breakfast.There was a huge stack of English crepes on the plate, each one cooked perfectly evenly to a beautiful dark gold.Yue Chuan didn't stick too hard, just sprinkled sugar osmanthus on top, rolled it up, held it with his hands, and delivered it to his mouth.

He didn't look up until he finished reading a piece of news. He looked at Xiao very freely, as if the two of them didn't just live together the night before, but an old couple who had been dating for several years. He put down his phone casually, got up and turned around. to the kitchen. "What do you drink? I have coffee, milk tea, milk, and orange juice... But the milk needs to be warmed up. It's always bad to drink it cold when you get up early."

Without even thinking about it, Xiao almost blurted out the word "casual", and then swallowed it back abruptly, seeing that there was a cup of coffee in Yuechuan's mug, and replied: "Coffee is fine, no sugar."

"Yeah." Yue Chuan poured coffee, took the cutlery for Xiao, and went back to continue browsing the news on his phone.

The pancakes were cooked just right, the outside was charred and the inside was tender but not greasy, Xiao also liked the pleasant scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.After a full meal, the headache improved a lot.

He picked up the coffee and brought it to his lips, felt the heat of the coffee, thought for a while before asking: "Lawyer Chen..."

"Call me Yuechuan. Living together has always made Lawyer Chen too strange." Yuechuan said casually, still looking at his phone.This sentence has a completely different meaning from "I don't like you calling me Lawyer Chen" the night before, and Xiao Ting secretly heaves a sigh of relief when he hears it.He always felt that this was the normal way for two people to get along.

"Okay, Yuechuan...you can just ask me to look for it too."

"I don't think I've ever called you Dr. Lu before."

This time Yue Chuan raised his head and took a deep look at Xiao, as if saying, "You should simplify the nonsense."That look made Xiao feel uncomfortable for a while, and he couldn't get angry, so he cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

Chen Yuechuan, if summed up in two words, is "ancestor"!Where does this go? It's hot and cold, are you eating ice cream hot pot?

Xiao thought bitterly in her heart, the action of washing the dishes was particularly heroic, and a lot of water stains were splashed on the shirt.After washing everything and returning to the restaurant, Yue Chuan just finished reading the news, put down his phone and looked up, and saw Xiao's flowery shirt, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"What are you laughing at?" Pulling out the chair and sitting opposite Yue Chuan, Xiao held her breath for a while, and suddenly asked, "Yue Chuan, what do you like to eat?"

The man who was about to get up was taken aback, "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"

"If you live together, at least I have to share some of the housework, not to mention that we have signed a contract... I am sure I can't cook high-end dishes like yours, but I used to live alone and cook by myself, and I didn't starve myself It's deadly, poisonous, and the taste is passable."

If he couldn't understand things to this extent, he would be really too slow.It was obvious that Yue Chuan was going to give him the 60 yuan for free, and the messy contract he signed was to tease him on the one hand, and to keep him from feeling too sorry on the other hand.

But thinking about it carefully, if he just ate and drank at Yuechuan's house and did nothing, wouldn't he really be prostitution?

...this won't work.Absolutely not.

After hearing this question, Yue Chuan sat back on the chair and thought about it for a while.

"My favorite thing to eat is probably carrots..."

"Carrot!" Isn't this one of the most unpalatable vegetables for all the protagonists in Two-dimensional... (PS, the second is green pepper.)

"Wait a minute, I'll take a notebook and write it down." Xiao put up a finger, turned and ran to the bedroom to find a notebook and a pen from her small box, then returned to the dining table, and carefully put the "carrot" three times. Write a word on it, "My favorite food is carrots, what else?"

"Actually, I'm not a picky eater. Everything can be delicious when cooked properly... Ah, but I don't eat pineapples."

Yue Chuan waited for Xiao to finish writing this sentence before standing up, went to the study to pack the official documents and other things, and was ready to go to work.

"Don't worry too much about housework. You can change your clothes and go to work with me. I really need an assistant now. I signed that contract with you. It's not all a joke. At least there will be a lot of basic paperwork in this month. You do it." He bent down behind Xiao, held Xiao's hand holding the pen with his right hand, and pulled down the ballpoint pen between his fingers by an inch.

"When I saw your signature yesterday, I wanted to say that your hand is an inch away from the tip of the pen. Didn't your elementary school teacher teach you? The wrong posture for holding the pen is like this, no wonder the writing is so abstract."