After accidentally kissing a roommate

The next morning.

The sky had just dawned, and before the alarm clock rang, Song Xuan woke up with clear eyes because of his high spirits.

The cool breeze from the air conditioner was blowing gently. Song Xuan should have slept enough and didn't feel sleepy at all, but he still lay on his side on the bed for a while, with his hands and feet wrapped in a thin quilt, staring at a certain void in a daze.

The summer is hot and rainy, and at this moment, there is a drizzle outside the window, and strands of rain fall on the glass surface, interweaving a piece of rain and fog.

Listening to the sound of rain, Song Xuan's fingertips touched his lips unconsciously, recalling last night.

Last night, after he kissed Chen Aowen, he lowered his head, hugged him completely with his arms, buried half of his face in the socket of his shoulder, and gently sniffed the clean and clear breath on Chen Aowen's body. To further confirm the reality of the moment.

Chen Aowen hugged Song Xuan back, stroked his back with one hand, and put the other hand on the back of his neck. After touching him for a while, he chuckled again: "Why are you still so close?"

Song Xuan: "..."

The atmosphere was so good, and the person in his arms was already his boyfriend, so Song Xuan boldly rubbed the tip of his nose against Chen Aowen's collarbone, then moved up along the bone, across the side of his neck, and landed on the behind the ear.

Between exhalations and inhalations, the skin that had been sprayed by Song Xuan's breath turned red, their cheeks touched each other, Song Xuan's soft lips gently pressed Chen Aowen's earlobe, and then stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it .

"Do you want to kiss like this?"

Chen Aowen in front of him shook slightly following Song Xuan's movements.

Body language conveyed Chen Aowen's unprecedented stupefaction at the moment, he never expected Song Xuan to be like this, like a beautiful snake wrapped around him.

There is a sense of victory to win back the city. Song Xuan felt that when the two of them were in the box before, they acted too idiots in love. Although they did not have any experience in love, they were kissed by Chen Aowen and lay on their bodies, their arms were so soft that they supported Can't help myself, this is really too much.

Complacently, Song Xuan was about to retreat, but Chen Aowen's arm tightened behind his waist.

He tightly hugged Song Xuan, getting close to him infinitely, and moved his other hand on the back of his neck, completely restraining the back of Song Xuan's head.

He only looked down at Song Xuan's lips, Chen Aowen didn't say a word, he took a heavy breath and leaned forward directly.

After a few hours, it was the second kiss like this, Song Xuan gained some experience, and opened his lips just after touching the other party.

The window paper was pierced, and there was a new layer of relationship between the two at this moment, which actually boosted their enthusiasm.

Probing, sketching, and inviting, Song Xuan hooked Chen Aowen's neck, Chen Aowen pressed Song Xuan's head, the two of them came and went, and they separated after 3 minutes.

Looking down, the other party's lips were red and moist, Song Xuan expected that he should be the same.

After resting for a while, Chen Aowen wiped the corners of Song Xuan's mouth before slowly letting go, and retreated to the door of the room. When he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "Sleep, good night."

Song Xuan: "Well, good night."

I was dizzy, and I didn't know when I fell asleep. In short, it was now when Song Xuan opened his eyes.

The picture of kissing against the desk last night continuously flashed in Song Xuan's mind, which made his face a little hot, and he lay down for a while, when he heard footsteps outside the house, Song Xuan knew that Chen Aowen was also up up.

He scratched his hair casually, and Song Xuan got out of bed too.

Outside the house, Chen Aowen had just finished washing, and was toasting bread by the toaster as usual, when Song Xuan turned around and slipped into the bathroom first, and went to the living room after messing with himself.

The ham slices in the pan had just come out of the pan, exuding a tempting smell of barbecue, Song Xuan approached from behind Chen Aowen, and gently hugged him: "Good morning."

Hearing the voice, Chen Aowen turned around with a smile, kissed Song Xuan's cheek first, and then replied, "Morning."

From simple roommates to couples, except for some more intimate physical contact, the life style has not changed much.

After breakfast as usual, the two sat in the living room and watched TV together.

Song Xuan leaned on Chen Aowen's shoulder, leaning on the other's arm, motionless like a koala, and only raised his head for the first time after seeing a picture of a certain airport.

"I forgot to tell you... Tomorrow I will take a flight back home."

Chen Aowen paused slightly: "So early?"

Song Xuan: "Well, the ticket was booked very early, because I didn't go home during the New Year, so I wanted to go back early during the summer vacation, mainly because I didn't expect that we are like this now..."

Chen Aowen was a little disappointed, but he didn't show it too obviously on the surface. Instead, he said with a very understanding look: "It's okay, you go home. Although I'm lonely here by myself, I will take good care of myself."

"..."

Song Xuan asked him: "Aren't you going back to Paris?"

Chen Aowen mentioned to him before that he might go to Paris during the summer vacation.

Chen Aowen: "It was originally planned like this, but this year my mother can't get away. Even if I go to Paris, I may be at home alone. It's better to stay here."

Song Xuan nodded, took Chen Aowen's hand, and said in relief: "It's okay, we can video online every day, which is the same as meeting each other. Besides, we can meet again in Azerbaijan in August."

"That's the only way to go." Chen Aowen said, "I hope August will come soon."

The next day, Song Xuan rushed to the airport with a huge suitcase. Chen Aowen accompanied him to the airport and watched Song Xuan enter the check-in gate. He watched the plane take off through the thick glass before leaving.

On the third day after confirming their relationship, the two began their "long-distance relationship".

After flying for a long time without knowing the day and night, Song Xuan sent a message to Chen Aowen to report his safety as soon as he landed, and got a second reply from the other party.

[Song Xuan: Are you still asleep?Is it morning over there? 】

[Chen Aowen: Can't sleep, I'm thinking about you. 】

Seeing the frank miss made Song Xuan a little embarrassed, pushing the luggage slowly out of the airport, Song Xuan saw his parents driving to pick him up.

Song Xuan sent a message to Chen Aowen——

[Song Xuan: My parents are here to pick me up, you go to bed quickly, I have to take a rest when I get home, and we will make another video after the night when I'm here and the daytime when you're there. 】

After thinking about it, I added another sentence——

【Song Xuan: I miss you too. 】

After collecting the mobile phone and getting into his own car, Song Xuan returned home after an hour and a half drive.

Thinking about it carefully, the last time I was at home was last summer, and everything in the bedroom was the same, except that there were a few more gifts and red envelopes on the table, which should have been given to Song Xuan in the New Year.

After chatting with my parents all afternoon about my experience studying abroad, in the evening I sorted out the things that needed to be taken out of the suitcase. Song Xuan, who had been traveling for a long time, took a shower and finally returned to the bedroom.

After closing the door and putting on the earphones guiltily, Song Xuan clicked on the video call with Chen Aowen.

After connecting, Chen Aowen who appeared on the screen just woke up and was lying on the soft pillow.

Song Xuan: "Did it wake you up?"

Chen Aowen: "No, I woke up for a while, but I just didn't get up, I'm afraid I might miss your video."

Song Xuan was lying on the bed, and kicked his hind legs into the air when he heard this.

Song Xuan: "What are you going to do today?"

Chen Aowen: "I don't know. You're not here, so boring."

Song Xuan wondered: "But we usually do our own things when we are at home."

"It's different." Chen Aowen said, "I will feel at ease when you are by my side. No matter what I do, I find it interesting."

It doesn't matter what you do, what matters is who is by your side.

Song Xuan deeply felt the same way. Today when he returned home, he chatted with his parents out of his mind. Even though there were three people in the family, he always felt that there was something missing.

"There are still 28 days before departure in August." Song Xuan flipped through the calendar, "28 days, four weeks."

Chen Aowen said, "There was a whole February between us."

These words were both sad and romantic, Song Xuan was silent for a while, and wanted to have a happy chat, so he changed the subject and looked forward to the trip in August with Chen Aowen.

Before we knew it, we chatted until after ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Xuan's phone was hot, and when the low battery reminder popped up, he realized that the battery quickly dropped to 12%.

"Wait!" Facing the person on the other side of the screen, Song Xuan said, "If the battery is about to run out, I'll find a charger."

Chen Aowen just calculated the time at this interval: "Why don't you hang up, it's late over there, it's time to sleep, and I should get up, and it's not convenient to make a video."

Song Xuan: "Don't, don't, it's up to you to get up, just put your phone on the table, what's the inconvenience? I just want to see you for a while."

The shaking camera was aimed at the ground for a few seconds, and when it was raised again, it was facing Chen Aowen's smiling eyes. Song Xuan saw Chen Aowen walking out of the room and walking through the corridor and the living room.

"I'm going to take a shower next." Chen Aowen asked jokingly, "Do you want to continue playing the video?"

Song Xuan: "..."

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