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The two stood facing each other in the corridor for a while, Cen Baiyan couldn't hide the excitement and joy in his eyes, the air seemed to freeze, leaving only the hot and humid breath tightly entangled.

Moisture spread from the soaked soles, and Xuan Zhao's leg hurt badly. He just moved his wrist, but Cen Baiyan grabbed Xuan Zhao's arm even harder, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

Xuan Zhao: "."

I don't know how long it took, but Xuan Zhao couldn't stand anymore, and said tactfully, "Bo Yan, I have something I want to discuss with you—"

Cen Baiyan was really frightened by Xuan Zhao's saying that he would ignore his previous convictions, and immediately frowned and stared, and said viciously: "There is no need to discuss! You fucked me up, now you have to regret it, it's too late !"

Xuan Zhao pursed his lips, suppressed a smile and said, "I want to ask, can I open the door? Is there anything to discuss about this?"

"Fuck!" Cen Baiyan took two steps back, touched the tip of his nose resentfully, raised his chin, trying to cover up the embarrassment just now, so he said angrily, "Open, open, it's so painful to open a door, can you Quickly?"

Xuan Zhao lowered his head and chuckled, bent down to pick up the key that had fallen by his feet, and just when he straightened up, Cen Baiyan leaned over again, slammed his arms on the door, propped himself on both sides of Xuan Zhao's head, and stared menacingly at Xuan Zhao: "Some things are better to be clarified now."

"Huh?" Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows...

"You said 'yes' just now, what's good? What's good? What do you mean?" Cen Baiyan asked repeatedly.

"'Good' means 'good'." Xuan Zhaoyan said concisely.

"Be clear," Cen Baiyan said sharply, "don't try to fool me."

This cripple is best at playing specious and self-deceiving tricks. Cen Baiyan stared at Xuan Zhao's dark pupils, thinking viciously that if Xuan Zhao dared to say "let's continue to be friends", he would—

The ruthless words were half put in his heart, and all previous efforts were wasted. The smile in Xuanzhao's eyes made Cen Baiyan's heart feel hot. Bite on the ear.

"It means I promise you," Xuan Zhao looked directly at Cen Baiyan, "I promise you to continue liking you."

Due to the too much emotional ups and downs just now, his steady voice had a hint of hoarseness, which was almost unnoticeable hoarseness like a piece of dandelion fluff, scratching and scratching at the softest part of Cen Baiyan's heart, and then landed on it In Cen Baiyan's chest, he began to delineate the territory arrogantly, announcing with great fanfare that this place has become the residence of "Xuan Zhao".

Cen Baiyan leaned over slightly, his cheek approached Xuan Zhao an inch, and the tip of their noses almost touched: "Let's be more clear, what kind of like do you like?"

"Which do you think you like?"

Xuanzhao only paused for half a second, and Cen Baiyan couldn't wait any longer. He knocked on the door twice with his fingers, and forced him to ask: "Don't ask back, tell me quickly, which one is it?"

"It's the kind that wants to fall in love with you and want to be your boyfriend," Xuan Zhao looked at Cen Baiyan calmly, "It's the kind that Xuan Zhao wrote in his diary and only likes Cen Baiyan."

Someone downstairs went out of the room to go to the bathroom, and the lights in the corridor on the second floor slightly illuminated the darkness on the third floor. Xuan Zhao's eyes were bright, and the upturned corners of Cen Baiyan's mouth were clearly reflected in his pupils.

"Then—" Xuan Zhao raised the key in Yang's hand, "Boyfriend, can I open the door?"

"Sure." Cen Baiyan's ears turned red because of this title.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Xuan Zhao joked.

However, before he could turn around, Cen Baiyan yelled again: "Wait".

"." Xuan Zhao sighed helplessly, raised his eyes and asked, "Is there anything else I haven't figured out?"

Cen Baiyan glared: "You said on WeChat that you already have a boyfriend, what's going on!?"

"I didn't choose what to say," Xuan Zhao pursed his lips, "At that time you said you were looking for a girlfriend, and I lost my mind all of a sudden."

"Really?" Cen Baiyan frowned and asked suspiciously, "Then you don't have a boyfriend?"

Xuan Zhao was entangled by him: "No, it's all because of me."

Cen Baiyan had a talent for making trouble out of no reason, he gritted his teeth and asked, "You don't have a boyfriend, so what am I?"

Xuan Zhao was dumbfounded by Cen Baiyan's nonsense in Qiong Yao's drama, and said dumbfoundedly: "You, you."

Cen Baiyan didn't hold back either, he curled his lips and let out a low laugh.

There was the sound of the toilet flushing from downstairs, followed by a cursing voice: "Fuck|Damn, the one on the other side hangs your fucking head on the back of your head, the wall is full of piss!"

Cen Baiyan also made a similar comment when he came here for the first time. Xuanzhao burst out laughing. Cen Baiyan immediately covered his mouth and whispered in his ear: "You still dare to laugh. I was heard downstairs. Are you looking for scolding?"

This distance was too close, Cen Baiyan looked at Xuan Zhao's eyes bent into two crescent moons, and the dandelion seed buried in his heart was ready to break through the ground.

Why is he so good at laughing, why is he so pretty when he smiles?

Cen Boyan still covered Xuan Zhao's mouth with his palm, his Adam's apple rolled heavily, and his eyes lingered repeatedly on the area from the tip of Xuan Zhao's eyebrows to the tip of his nose. He wanted to do something more intimate with Xuan Zhao, but he was afraid that his urgency would scare him away. Xuanzhao.

After a while, Cen Baiyan said in a low voice, "Teacher Xuan."

With scorching heat in his eyes, he slowly lowered his head towards Xuanzhao——

Xuan Zhao lowered his eyelashes: "Huh?"

Cen Baiyan pursed his lips and kissed the back of his hand.

A kiss across the palm, polite and extremely restrained, in fact, just like superficial water, but there was a wave in Xuanzhao's eyes, and the pupils suddenly constricted——

"Open the door." Cen Baiyan's cheeks were burning hot, and he quickly turned away.

"Okay." Xuan Zhao coughed twice.

Cen Baiyan put his hands in his coat pockets, with a slender figure, straight legs, and an expressionless face. After bluffing, he began to pretend to be cool and indifferent, pretending that nothing happened.

Xuanzhao's legs were weak, he didn't know whether it was due to the recurring leg disease, or because of the unexpected kiss just now, his heart was in a state of confusion for a moment, and he couldn't tell whether the palpitations at this moment were real or fake.

The wrist also seemed to lose strength suddenly, the key failed to be inserted into the keyhole several times, Xuan Zhao's heartbeat was disordered, and he couldn't calm down no matter what.

Cen Baiyan urged: "Moji."

Xuan Zhao handed him the key: "You come."

"You have too many things to do, and you can't even open a lock. What do you say you are not a vase?" Cen Baiyan took the key, leaned over to open the door, and said, "Others only eat and don't work. If you can eat It’s okay, take a look at yourself, you don’t eat much, like a cat eats.”

Xuan Zhao kissed the tip of his index finger, and then quickly pressed the corner of Cen Baiyan's mouth with his index finger——

Cen Baiyan was stunned for a moment, his wrist froze, and the key fell to the ground with a "ding".

Xuan Zhao chuckled: "You are useless than me."

"You fucking—" Cen Baiyan laughed.

After tossing and tossing for a long time, I finally entered the house. It was raining earlier, and both of them were wet.

"There are my clothes in the closet, you can change into one, maybe it's a little smaller, and I'll wear it in the future." Xuan Zhao said.

It doesn't matter whether you change clothes or not, Cen Baiyan is very interested in looking at Xuanzhao's wardrobe in a legitimate way, and before opening the door, he pretends to confirm again and again: "You told me to open it, I didn't rummage through it. .”

Ten days ago, he just flipped through someone else's diary, and Cen Boyan didn't feel guilty when he said this.

"Yes yes yes," Xuan Zhao boiled hot water in the small kitchen, "Hurry up, don't catch a cold again."

Cen Baiyan whistled in satisfaction, opened the closet openly, and commented grandly: "What are you wearing? How many pieces of cloth are you wearing? Wrapping a few layers of plastic wrap around your body is warmer than yours." .”

"Here!" Xuan Zhao said suddenly.

"Why?" Cen Baiyan turned his head.

Xuan Zhao threw him something, and Cen Baiyan raised his hand to catch it—a roll of plastic wrap.

"Wrap it in a few layers," Xuan Zhao smiled slyly, "This will keep you warm."

"Fuck!" Cen Baiyan cursed with a smile, took out a sweater that looked the loosest from the closet, and then fixed his gaze——

There are two big bags in the corner of the closet, which are the clothes and pants he bought for Xuan Zhao in the specialty store!

On the day of watching the football game, Xuanzhao returned these to him in the locker, but Cen Baiyan threw them away in a fit of anger. How could they appear in Xuanzhao's closet now?

"What's the matter?" Seeing Cen Baiyan standing still, Xuanzhao leaned against the wall and walked over to take a look, and was also taken aback for a moment.

Cen Baiyan realized what was going on, and asked with a low smile, "You went to pick it up later?"

Xuanzhao clutched a corner in one hand, and turned his head in embarrassment: "Not long after I left, Chen Wei called me to ask what was going on, and he said you were in a bad mood, and he threw away all the clothes I brought you. My pace is slow, I hadn't been out of your school for long at that time, so."

"So you went back to school and picked up the things I threw away?" Cen Baiyan said in a low voice, "Is Teacher Xuan a little beggar?"

"No," Xuan Zhao sniffed, "It's too expensive, throw it away as a waste."

"It's pretty hard to talk." Cen Baiyan's heart softened, his heart ached and he was delighted, "Xuan Zhao, do you like me very much, you do, right?"

Xuan Zhao raised his hand and pointed to the door: "Go to the toilet and change, hurry up."

"Yo?" Cen Baiyan was determined to embarrass him, "Have you become angry from embarrassment?"

Xuan Zhao pretended to be calm: "My water is boiling."

Cen Baiyan carried his sweater and went to change his clothes triumphantly, striding forward as if he had won some great victory.

After he went out, Xuan Zhao's eyes darkened, revealing some obscure emotions.

Cen Baiyan will never find out that there is a shopping receipt lying in the garbage can that has not been cleared.

Xuan Zhao didn't pick up the clothes discarded by Cen Baiyan, he just sent people to the same store and bought exactly the same things.

"Teacher Xuan!" Cen Baiyan shouted from outside, "You have a small physique, and your clothes and trousers are also small, why don't you go to the trash can and pick up some suitable ones for me?"

The kettle made a beeping sound, Xuan Zhao slowly lowered his eyelashes, and closed his eyes heavily.

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