After being seized by the pillow man

The wind is engulfing the cold, and the white mist from the lips can be seen when you open your mouth to breathe. The person beside you is so clear that it is almost cold, as if sprinkled with condensed snow and frost, but the hand holding him is warm, like a winter day As long as he is by his side, he can block all wind and snow.

It turned out to be five years.

Yin Yansheng looked at Xi Han. In the hotel lobby, the person in front of him also said this sentence. At that time, he had deep eyebrows and asked casually, as if it didn't matter much to him whether he went or not.

But as time passed, these words rang in his ears again. His deep eyebrows and eyes carried a smile, like a bright flame beside a bonfire. Just a little bit is unforgettable.

He could see the love in his eyes, just like a firefly falling into the grass, bright and invisible.

Yin Yansheng looked at the overlapping shadows under the dim street lamp, and said, "Let's go."

I took a taxi to the hotel. It was still the same one. Even the oil paintings hanging in the corridor hadn’t changed. Yin Yansheng became more and more familiar with him. He pushed the door and inserted the electric card, and the lights came on. There is a set of flow pattern teacups, and there are several bottles of wine in the wine cabinet.

Yin Yansheng was a little surprised, because it still looked like it was two years ago, without any trace left by others. He walked around the rooms and came out with a book in his hand: "This book is still here .” He once took it to read, but he didn’t take it with him when he left.

It's on the bedside table in the bedroom with a cufflink on it.

Black, but luxurious and bright.

Yin Yansheng had a vague impression that Xi Jiaojiao used to wear this cufflink, so it's impossible that no one has come to clean it for two years, it can only be that no one has lived in this suite except them.

Xi Han changed his shoes and was taking off his shirt to hang it up. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Well, but you may not have the energy to read tonight."

He spoke casually, and his eyes lingered on Yin Yansheng as he spoke.

That line of sight is like a spoonful of golden honey, you can almost pull out filaments when you pull it, the eyes are open and revealing, and there is undisguised desire in the eyes.

His gaze is scorching hot, with appreciation and desire in his eyes, shining lust.

Yin Yansheng's heart trembled slightly after being stared at by him, and he looked down at himself with the book in his hand, seemingly unintentionally.

Well, I'm wearing okay today, but the coat is stained with dirt and it doesn't look very clean.

The figure is not bad, after all, I have been exercising.

So... it's pretty cool too, right?

Yin Yansheng's face was burning hot, blood gushed to his face, he was so ashamed that he couldn't help looking away.

The light has not yet been adjusted, and the bright crystal lamp above the head is in a warm color. The child in front of him is looking down at the book, his eyelashes are trembling slightly, and the pure, fair skin and hair color can be faintly seen on the face between the lowered eyebrows. It's jet black, and it's pleasing to the eye.

There was a gloomy look in Xi Han's eyes, and he rubbed his fingers lightly, thoughtfully.

He remembered what Feng Yiran said, pure male college student.

His eyes flicked over that waist. The lower waist of the black sweater was thin and thin, which could roughly outline a little waist. The waistline was smooth and tough as before. It was the feeling between a mature man and a young man.

I really feel a little bit when I read a book with my eyebrows lowered like this.

Xi Han walked up to Yin Yansheng, raised his chin slightly, and gave the person in front of him a deep kiss. He stretched out his arms to circle the person, forcing him against the crook of his arms and the wall behind him, and pressed the watery face of the person in front of him with his fingertips. Lips: "Little friend."

His thumb was stained with water, and his voice was hoarse: "Do you want to take a bath?"

The book in Yin Yansheng's hand had fallen to the ground during the deep kiss just now, his eyes slowly refocused, and he was awakened by a voiceless voice, his ears were red and he whispered: "Yes."

Why... Can I not take a shower?

Xi Han made room for him: "Go."

Seeing Yin Yansheng enter the bathroom, Xi Han also went to the bathroom of the second bedroom. It's not that he didn't think about what happened in the bathtub, but this kid is too thin-skinned, and he was afraid that Yin Yansheng would never take a bath in the bathtub in the future.

He washed quickly, walked out without even drying his hair, took out a cigarette and lit it, the smell of medicinal tobacco permeated, and the phone rang again.

This time it was Feng Yiran who called.

The other party went straight to the point, with a generous and unbelievable tone: "I heard that you met a robber on the road??!" Stopping a car and robbing, with a gun, a real robber.

Through the mobile phone, Xi Han could also feel the disbelief in the other party's tone. In such a land with such good law and order, the probability of encountering robbers is no less than winning the lottery.

Xi Han held his phone to his ear, and on the other side was the sound of water flowing in the bathroom. Hearing can sometimes give people more imagination than visual effects. For example, now Xi Han can think about where those drops of water are left on his body Where did it slide down and what kind of arc it fell to the ground.

He listened to the phone distractedly, in a very good mood: "Well, I met you."

Feng Yiran said, "How did you meet?"

Xi Han took a puff of the cigarette, and there was white smoke around his lips. He squinted his eyes and said, "The tire was punctured while parking."

"Well, what are you doing parking?"

Xi Han: ...

He said coolly, "Don't ask if you shouldn't."

Feng Yiran understood.

"Why is your safety awareness so poor? Even if you are in the underground parking lot, you will never encounter such a thing. I only heard that you were suddenly robbed while eating hot pot and singing. I didn't expect to meet you—— .”

There was still chatter in his ears, the glass door of the bathroom was suddenly pushed open, Xi Han stared for a moment, and then hung up the phone mercilessly.

The person in front of him was wearing a black knee-length bathrobe, his skin was slightly reddish perhaps because of the hot water, and there was still heat on his body, and those moist and hot breaths evaporated upwards, causing his whole body to shudder. Soggy.

There is a thin red rope on the slender neck, and delicate white jade is hanging under it. The color on the body is bright and strong. The white is whiter and the black is blacker. It is hard to move your eyes when you mix it together.

Xi Han snuffed out the cigarette and slowly leaned back, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Little friend, come and lie here with me."

The lighting in the bedroom was dim, only the bedside lamp was on, and there was darkness everywhere, except for him where there was light behind him, and his face was dark and unclear.

Like a giant beast, dormant quietly in the dark, restraining its momentum, but the aggressive intent still emanates from the dark silently, thinking about how it can swallow people into its belly.

Yin Yansheng felt embarrassed again.

His footsteps stopped for a moment, and then he walked forward pretending to be calm, with no waves on his face, and he looked indifferent.

Yin Yansheng's appearance is actually deceptive.

He doesn't look like the obedient type, he is well-defined and has an indifferent temperament. Even wearing a bathrobe, he doesn't look lazy, and he still has some abstinence.

Cold and arrogant, with dark eyes, like an abstinent executive in the workplace, he doesn't look easy to get along with.

Xi Han glanced over every inch, stopped at his dripping hair, stretched out his hand to touch a drop of water, and then wrapped it in a towel to dry it.

When he did this, he never took his eyes off the person for an inch, and when he put down the towel, Yin Yan raised it again in a flash.

He can't bear this kind of soft knife, it's not fast or slow, it's better that he doesn't have to beat his heart so fast.

Xi Han only kissed him lightly, pecking his lips bit by bit, the most gentle and patient.

He covered himself with a gentle technique, and was trapping a butterfly. He slowly and slowly waited until the anesthetized person was softened, and then he raised his chin and said in a deep voice: "Little friend."

Yin Yan's voice was like a dough mixed with water, spread out like mud, and a voice came out of his nasal voice.

"Ok?"

"Say again what you said to the gangster today." He spoke in a very soft tone, coaxingly, and with a commanding tone.

Yin Yansheng's brain started to work a little bit.

What did he say to the gangster?

I just remember dragging the steel pipe and sneering, and then said something...

dry. me.

These two words popped up in my mind, huge and shiny, and I couldn't get rid of them no matter what.

Yin Yansheng's eyes widened.

Seeing him remembering, Xi Han lowered his eyes and kissed him, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Hey, kid, can you say it again?"

Yin Yansheng almost covered his face,

The Chinese characters are extensive and profound, and some words have different meanings when they are put in another context. Like this, he thought it was nothing at the time, but now he speaks it in this situation...

He turned over and grabbed his head off the pillow beside him to hide himself, his exposed ears were so red that they were about to bleed.

It's just... so embarrassing.

How could Xi Jiaojiao still remember what she said back then?

Xi Han was about to fish him out, but found that the kid was gripping the pillow tightly.

He tried to retract his hand for a while, put his palm flat on the back of the person in front of him, and slowly slid down: "Can't you tell, kid?"

The muscles under his hands tensed for a moment, and then slowly relaxed. The person in front of him was doing something like an ostrich, and he responded after a few seconds.

Xi Han said: "Then let's play a game, the children can choose one of the two." He sounded quite gentlemanly, giving Yin Yansheng a step down as usual.

Yin Yansheng moved a little of the pillow, and asked through a crack, "What game?"

Xi Han smiled: "It's very simple, it can be summed up in one sentence." He said leisurely: "The story of Manager Yin who came home from get off work and met a robbing gangster'"

It sounds even more embarrassing...

Yin Yan said weakly: "Can I change it?"

Xi Han looked easy to talk: "Then the story of a subordinate who encountered unspoken rules in the workplace and his manager."

Yin Yansheng: ...

"Children choose by themselves, at least one."

Xi Jiaojiao, why are you so good at playing? !