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Cen Baiyan changed into Xuanzhao's clothes, and shouted disgustedly, "Where did you get this pile of rags?" In fact, he nestled in the dirty toilet, grabbed his collar like a thief, and Buried in the sweater, took a deep breath——

For the smell of herbs, what kind of sachet is probably used to diffuse it? It's really particular!

A tingling sensation rose from the tip of his nose and quickly spread to his limbs. Cen Baiyan couldn't help sighing comfortably. Now his body is full of the smell of Xuanzhao, which means that in the future he can hold Xuanzhao and carry Xuanzhao openly. Zhao went to buy clothes, went to the hospital to heal his legs, and did everything else, because Xuan Zhao was his lover.

This careless little cripple is mine now.

This knowledge made Cen Baiyan feel relieved as if he had opened up the two veins of Ren and Du. He lowered his head and smelled the smell of herbs coming from his body, and his internal organs immediately felt very warm.

The long-standing emotion towards Xuanzhao finally no longer needs to be restrained, and the sincere love after being honest with each other is like a hot current, surging in Cen Baiyan's blood vessels.

It's fucking weird.

A thought suddenly popped up in Cen Baiyan's mind——

When the lame man said he fell in love with me at first sight, why didn't I hug him, why did I run away?

As long as he was braver and more open-minded at the time, he and Xuan Zhao would not have to be attracted to each other, and waste so much time dodging each other.

Cen Baiyan then lowered his head and smiled, thinking about it, forget it, how did I know that a lame man could tease people so much, how would I know that I would go into the toilet to smell his clothes like a fool, how would I know that I would love him so much.

Anyway, the days to come are still long, so it’s okay to waste these few months, everyone is his now, and Xuan Zhao is a cripple again, can he still run away?

Cen Baiyan thought of his lame and beautiful lover waiting for him in the room, and suddenly felt itchy, raised his feet and raised his voice: "Mr. Xuan, is the water ready? Your boyfriend is dying of thirst!"

In a small room.

Xuan Zhao turned on the little sun, and the room was illuminated yellow and warm; the kettle on the small stove was gurgling, Xuan Zhao leaned over to take out a ceramic cup, poured a glass of water, and the door just opened.

"Okay, it's hot now, let's drink it after it cools down." Xuan Zhao turned his head and said with a smile.

Cen Boyan folded his hands on his chest, without saying a word, just leaned against the door and stared at him.

Xuan Zhao felt a little shy from his blunt gaze, turned his head and said helplessly, "What are you looking at?"

"Let's see you," Cen Baiyan recalled the first day the two met in the bar. Xuan Zhao said that seeing him was an extra fee, so he raised his chin and asked, "We're all in love, I don't think you need to charge any more Bar?"

"If necessary, cash or transfer is fine." Xuan Zhao's ears turned red, and he said solemnly.

"Tsk," Cen Baiyan laughed, "Aren't you a cripple who is self-reliant and self-reliant? I took you to the hospital to see a doctor. You didn't forget to transfer my medical expenses after the work was over. I didn't realize you were such a money addict before."

"It was the past," Xuan Zhao smiled with his eyes bent, "You were not my boyfriend before."

"What's the matter?" Cen Baiyan walked over and patted him on the waist, then lowered his head and said jokingly, "So you're thinking about my property? Do you want your boyfriend to buy you a bag or a big diamond ring?"

Xuan Zhao seemed not used to the intimate communication between two people. He supported the stove with one hand, bent back slightly, and distanced himself from Cen Baiyan's handsome face that suddenly approached him.

"It's kind of shy," Cen Baiyan intentionally teased him, "Did you touch me a lot when you recruited me?"

Xuan Zhao couldn't laugh or cry: "Why did I recruit you?"

"Then why are you drinking water and licking your tongue?" Cen Baiyan has never forgotten this matter until now, and raised his sharp eyebrows, "Did you seduce me on purpose?"

"No," Xuan Zhao quickly explained, and then shook his hand with a headache, "Oh forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you."

Xuan Zhao felt helpless against Cen Baiyan's troublesome nonsense, and was about to turn around when Cen Baiyan grabbed his waist. He raised his head, just in time to meet the smile that could not be concealed in Cen Baiyan's eyes: "What nonsense, it is clearly."

Xuan Zhao pointed to Cen Baiyan's hand tightly clasped around his waist: "Is this considered a trick of torture?"

Cen Baiyan let go of his hand graciously, and Xuan Zhao had just breathed a sigh of relief when Cen Baiyan immediately leaned on him, put his hands on Xuan Zhao's side, and trapped Xuan Zhao between him and the stove.

Xuanzhao couldn't stop the smile in his eyes, and said softly, "Come again, are you annoying?"

"Do you think you seduced me on purpose?" Cen Baiyan refused to let him go.

Xuan Zhaobi made a swearing gesture: "Really not."

Cen Baiyan didn't believe it, and raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Then you drink some water now, and I'll see the comparison."

"." Xuan Zhao was neither crying nor smiling. He tilted his head in a relaxed manner, blinked and said, "Cen Baiyan, it's too difficult to be your boyfriend. You found fault on the first day of work?"

The orange light of the little sun made Xuanzhao's eyes sparkle, and his black eyelashes were like butterfly wings, which made Cen Baiyan's heart itch; the scar at the corner of his mouth was like a pear dimple, filled with a puddle of water, which made Cen Baiyan's heart flutter.

His throat rolled heavily, and he lowered his head in a mysterious way, getting closer and closer to Xuan Zhao——

Xuan Zhao was startled, as if he had anticipated what was going to happen, his five fingers hanging by his side slightly curled up, and after a violent heartbeat, he turned his head and sucked his nose.

After a kiss failed, Cen Baiyan felt a little embarrassed, clenched his palms into fists, and coughed against his lips.

"That. Bo Yan," Xuan Zhao's eyes drifted, and his ears couldn't stop burning, "Don't you have evening classes? Go back quickly."

"How do you know I have evening classes?" Cen Baiyan asked.

Xuan Zhao replied sternly: "I have seen Chen Wei's class schedule."

Cen Boyan reluctantly said "Oh", and complained that this is not a relationship, he didn't hug him, he didn't kiss him, and he was driven away within half an hour of being alone in a room.

This thing is done!

"Study hard," Xuan Zhao said solemnly, "Professional courses are very important, and you must master the basic skills."

His face was red and his ears were red, his whole body looked like a boiled shrimp, and he tried to pretend to be rational and calm. Cen Baiyan thought it was funny in his heart, and the cripple could pretend to be shy.

"Go to class." Xuan Zhao urged him with a wave of his hand.

Cen Baiyan was not happy: "Do you really want me to go?"

"Young people don't work hard."

Xuan Zhao pushed Cen Baiyan out the door, while silently counting in a few seconds that Cen Baiyan would turn around and come back.

Sure enough, Cen Baiyan had only descended three flights of stairs, then ran back "thumping" and squeezed into the room through the crack of the door that hadn't been fully closed.

Xuanzhao: "Is there anything else? Oh, by the way, you haven't had any water yet."

Cen Baiyan grabbed his arm, with an unhappy expression on his face: "I think we need to talk."

Xuan Zhao: "What are you talking about?"

Cen Baiyan snorted coldly: "Talk about what love is."

Cen Boyan skipped evening class openly, and sat on Xuanzhao's bed with his feet up, while Xuanzhao sat on the chair beside the desk, with a gentle posture.

"I have no experience in love." Xuan Zhao said honestly.

Hearing this, Cen Baiyan was in a good mood, even whistled, and slapped triumphantly: "I have talked about five times."

Xuan Zhao didn't understand what there was to compare with, so he said "oh" to show that he knew.

"I understand better than you, you have to listen to me," Cen Baiyan raised his chin, "Do you understand?"

Xuanzhao shook his head, and said calmly, "I'm at a disadvantage in this way, and I should talk about five things first, and then come to you."

"Fuck! How dare you!" Cen Baiyan gasped.

Xuan Zhao raised his eyebrows.

"Actually, I didn't even talk about it," Cen Baiyan confessed resentfully, "It was all just for fun."

His first girlfriend was in the fifth grade of elementary school. He gave the girl a gift on Valentine’s Day. He bought the girl a Transformers model, and the little girl cried on the spot. Cen Baiyan felt that anyone who doesn’t like Transformers is an idiot| Forced, I deleted the girl’s QQ when I got home; the second one was in the second year of junior high school, the class girl in their class chased Cen Baiyan for two months, and on the class girl’s birthday, Cen Baiyan was busy brushing books in the Internet cafe and forgot about it. The third one seemed to be in the third year of junior high school, and the other party was an announcer of a radio station. On the one-month anniversary of their relationship, Cen Baiyan said that he wanted to use the radio station. The girl thought that Cen Baiyan was going to confess to her in public. Who knew that Cen Baiyan criticized the dean on the radio as a fool who bullied the rural students by watching people order dishes? The girl was also fined an [-]-word self-criticism and blown up again. There are two other relationships in high school, The process is not bad, and the failure is very humorous.

"." After listening to this series of comedy stories, Xuanzhao lowered his head deeply and shrugged his shoulders violently.

"Laugh, laugh," Cen Baiyan covered his face in self-defeating, "Damn it!"

Xuanzhao couldn't hold it back, and laughed out loud: "Hahahahaha. It's okay, keep working hard."

"You're playing a fucking relay, keep trying," Cen Baiyan gritted his back molars, "You hold my baton tightly, if you dare to lose it, I, I'll—"

"So what?" Xuan Zhao asked.

Cen Baiyan snorted coldly: "I'll just break your other leg as well."

Xuan Zhao looked at him with a smile: "You are reluctant."

Cen Baiyan's heart felt soft and itchy because of his smile, wishing he could rub the cripple into a ball and carry it with him in his pocket.

"Your experience in love," Xuan Zhao said tactfully, "is better than nothing."

This evaluation is equivalent to a consolation prize, it is better not to.

Cen Baiyan felt that his old self had been stripped clean, and covered his face with one hand, it was embarrassing!

Within a few seconds, a small piece sank into the edge of the bed, and a warm hand gently held his wrist.

Xuan Zhao sat on the side of the bed, took away Cen Baiyan's hand covering his face, and smiled gently: "Boyan, we don't seem to be very good at dating, what should we do?"

Cen Baiyan was taken aback by the whole smile.

Xuan Zhao then sighed softly, and said helplessly, "We have to study together."

He pursed his lips nervously, and while Cen Baiyan was still in a daze, he quickly turned his head and printed a kiss on the inside of Cen Baiyan's wrist.

The tiny electric current started to spread from the skin touched by Xuan Zhao, Cen Baiyan's lips and tongue were dry, and he could no longer bear the urge to get in close contact with Xuan Zhao, he raised his hand and was about to pinch the back of Xuan Zhao's head——

Xuan Zhao immediately bent down to dodge it, and said with a smile: "Now we can go back to school in time for the first and second classes."

Hold!Cen Baiyan cursed secretly in his heart, this lame man can't do his legs, and he hid quite quickly!

There is still the residual warmth of the lips on the inside of the wrist, which is really unsatisfactory.

Cen Baiyan jumped up: "OK, study!"

Xuan Zhao said: "I also study."

"The study I'm talking about is going back to school," Cen Baiyan put on airs, "Mr. Xuan, what are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about learning." Xuan Zhao looked at Cen Baiyan calmly, frankly and tenderly, "meaning how to fall in love with Cen Baiyan and how to treat Cen Baiyan well."

Cen Baiyan's heart went numb for a while, feeling that this was a bad situation, and he was really being pinched to death by a cripple.

But it's ok, ok, cripple likes him too.

"Then you study hard," Cen Baiyan laughed, "I have to check my homework every day."

Xuan Zhao frowned: "Okay, welcome to review."

That night, Xuan Zhao had a dream.

He dreamed of Cen Baiyan, and he and Cen Baiyan were like an ordinary couple, holding hands and sitting on a park bench.

Xuan Zhao had hardly ever had such a peaceful dream, the wind blew, he was a little cold, and subconsciously shrank into Cen Baiyan's arms.

Cen Baiyan is the source of heat, the closer Xuan Zhao gets to him, the warmer he feels——

Jingle Bell!

Jingle Bell!

Immediately afterwards, the dream changed, and a hurried phone rang in the Linhai villa.

Xuanyu is no stranger to this dream, and it has been repeated millions of times. There is no Cen Baiyan by his side, he is like a bystander, watching Xuanyu get out of bed, walk to the hall, and is about to answer the phone.

Don't answer, don't answer, don't answer!

Please, Mom, please don't pick up!

He wanted to stop it but was powerless, his throat turned into a huge wind tunnel, he opened his mouth in vain, but couldn't make a sound, so he could only watch helplessly as Xuanyu picked up the receiver.

"I'm looking for Wan Qianshan, he is my father."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the child is ignorant and nonsense."

"No nonsense, Dad said you can call him, I'll call my dad."

The conversation in the earpiece is like an old-fashioned tape recorder that got stuck, playing in a loop, and then the picture fast forwards to the highway, lightning, heavy rain, a car on fire, a tree with its legs crushed, and grandpa being burned to distort body, mother's desperate eyes.

Countless sharp shouts scrambled, Xuan Zhao's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he opened his eyes suddenly in the darkness.

Because he was used to such absurd and terrifying nightmares, his expression was still very calm, only his chest heaved slightly.

It was 38:[-] in the morning.

Cen Baiyan sent a message——

【have you slept?I can't sleep, happy. 】

Xuan Zhao opened his eyes, staring at the pitch-black ceiling, his eyes were as deep as ink.

After a while, he replied to Cen Baiyan——

[I dreamed of you just now, so I woke up. 】

【By the way, last time you didn't go home to celebrate your father's birthday, did you send out the gift? 】

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