drunk oxygen

The author has something to say: Didn't expect it?In fact, I didn't think of it when I wrote it...the two of them are completely out of my control ≡ω≡

Xie Xinghe was hugged tightly by Pei Yan for a few minutes at the door of Pei Yan's house. Pei Yan asked in Xie Xinghe's ear, "Why don't you hide?"

Xie Xinghe didn't answer him, but asked, "How much did you drink?"

"Not much..." Pei Yan whispered, "Not drunk."

Just now when Xie Xinghe was called downstairs, he said that he was drunk, but now holding Xie Xinghe in his arms, he said that he was not drunk.

In fact, Pei Yan doesn't know whether he is drunk or not. If he is not drunk, why does he hug Xie Xinghe into his arms when he knows that Xie Xinghe will be troublesome? If he is drunk... then he shouldn't be drunk now. She hugged Xie Xinghe, so she should kiss her directly.

Pei Yan didn't want to think about whether he was drunk or not anymore. He rubbed his chin on Xie Xinghe's shoulder. OK?"

Xie Xinghe looked at the front door of Pei Yan's house expressionlessly. Ketchup was locked inside by Pei Yan, and he was scratching at the door.

And Pei Yan stood outside the door and hugged him, asking him "shall we try it?"

Xie Xinghe was silent for a long time, and just about to speak, a ringtone came from Pei Yan's trouser pocket. Pei Yan frowned and let go of Xie Xinghe, took out his phone, glanced at it and pressed it off.

He met Xie Xinghe's eyes, and he was very persistent in wanting to hear Xie Xinghe's answer.

Xie Xinghe hooked the corners of his mouth, half-smile, "Try what? Go to bed or fall in love?"

Pei Yan frowned even tighter, and he took another step forward, and the two of them stuck together. Pei Yan hated the smell of alcohol on his body, but he liked the smell of Xie Xinghe's shower gel.

He hugged Xie Xinghe's waist again, his lips moved close to his face, and the heat of speaking was on Xie Xinghe's face, "If you don't hate me, let's try dating, okay?"

Pei Yan never thought that one day he would say such things to others.

"Try", "fall in love", "is it okay", these words are very strange to him, like a young boy who has never been in love.

"Pei Yan," Xie Xinghe lowered his eyes and said softly, "You don't understand me."

Pei Yan's lips touched Xie Xinghe's temples, like a light kiss, and he said, "How do you understand if you don't try? You don't understand me either. We understand each other, okay?"

Xie Xinghe smiled inexplicably, but didn't make another sound. Pei Yan tentatively kissed his ear, but he didn't hide.

Just when Pei Yan was about to kiss his lips slowly, Xie Xinghe suddenly turned his head, and their lips rubbed together.

Pei Yan stopped his movements immediately, and raised his eyes to meet Xie Xinghe's.

After a while, he said in a deep voice, "Xie Xinghe."

Almost at the same time, Xie Xinghe put his arms around his waist, carried him back a few steps and leaned against the door panel, Tomato sauce screamed louder when he heard the movement outside.

Pei Yan's head began to dizzy again, he half-squinted and looked at the magnified face in front of him, Xie Xinghe got closer and closer, their noses touching their noses.

He said to Pei Yan in a calm and cold tone: "Then let's find out."

If he didn't listen to the content, he thought he was breaking up with Pei Yan.

However, in the next second, Xie Xinghe supported the door panel with one hand, and kissed Pei Yan's lips proactively.

Pei Yan's mouth smelled of alcohol and tobacco, Xie Xinghe held his lips and asked, "Smoking?"

Pei Yan laughed in a low voice, even his chest was shaking. He squeezed Xie Xinghe's waist with some strength and said, "The nose is so good? No twitch."

Xie Xinghe pinched his chin, "I didn't smell it."

He rubbed the corner of Pei Yan's mouth with his thumb, "I have tasted it."

Pei Yan licked his lower lip, "Then try it again, do you vape..."

The voice was swallowed up, this time it wasn't just a taste, the two were entangled fiercely, Pei Yan thought that Xie Xinghe's kiss would be unstructured, but he didn't expect Xie Xinghe to be more proficient than him.

He opened his teeth by the tip of Xie Xinghe's tongue, and stuck out his tongue cooperatively, the corridor was filled with ambiguous kissing sounds.

After a long while, Pei Yan fumbled his fingerprints back and said vaguely, "Go in first..."

Xie Xinghe let go of the hand on the door, put it on Pei Yan's waist, and followed him into the door.

Tomato Sauce jumped up and picked Xie Xinghe's pants. Xie Xinghe was distracted and rubbed his fluffy head.

Pei Yan grabbed his hand back very dissatisfied, and put it on his waist again, Xie Xinghe smiled, and was about to say something when Pei Yan kissed him again.

This time it was Pei Yan who took the initiative and stirred in Xie Xinghe's mouth. Tomato Sauce didn't know what the two of them were doing, but felt isolated, so he picked Xie Xinghe with one paw and Pei Yan with the other. And squeezed his head between them.

Xie Xinghe lowered his head, Pei Yan patted it helplessly, "Get down for me."

Ketchup shook his hair and tilted his head to look at him.

Pei Yan bent down slightly, put his forehead on Xie Xinghe's shoulder, hugged him and said, "I'm a little dizzy..."

Xie Xinghe could hear the hint of coquettishness in Pei Yan's tone, he felt it was very novel, raised his hand and rubbed Pei Yan's head, just like kneading tomato sauce just now.

He had had two drinks with Pei Yan, and he knew that Pei Yan had a good capacity for alcohol, but now he looked really drunk, so Xie Xinghe asked, "Did you eat before drinking?"

"I ate... not much." Pei Yan said.

If Pei Yan didn't drink tonight, even if Xie Xinghe agreed to him, he probably wouldn't make these overly intimate actions, but since he drank...

Pei Yan rubbed against Xie Xinghe, and said softly, "You cook dumplings for me, there are quick-frozen ones."

"Okay," Xie Xinghe said, "It just so happens that I haven't eaten yet."

Pei Yan looked up at him, frowning, obviously disapproving, "What time is it, why don't you eat?"

Xie Xinghe paused for a moment before saying, "Go play the piano."

Pei Yan looked at him steadily, his mind cleared up a bit, he let go of Xie Xinghe, and Xie Xinghe bent down to change his shoes.

Pei Yan looked at the back of his head and said, "How do you know...I know."

Xie Xinghe went straight to the bathroom, "Guess."

He washed his hands, opened the refrigerator to find quick-frozen dumplings, and asked Pei Yan, "What kind of stuffing do you eat?"

"Anything is fine..." Pei Yan changed his words after finishing speaking, "I will eat whatever stuffing you eat."

Xie Xinghe stopped his movements and looked back at him, "I eat corn and fresh meat."

Pei Yan nodded and smiled at him, "Then I'll eat this too."

Xie Xinghe entered the kitchen, and Pei Yan followed after a while, Xie Xinghe could feel his eyes sticking to him without turning his head.

Pei Yan couldn't help it after watching for a while, he walked behind Xie Xinghe, hugged him slowly, and said dizzily, "Xie Xinghe."

Xie Xinghe responded, and Pei Yan asked untruthfully, "What is the relationship between us now? Are we together?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want to do?"

"I didn't think about it," Pei Yan smiled, "I just think it's a little faster than I expected."

Xie Xinghe glanced at him from the corner of his head, and said flatly, "It's also a little faster than I expected."

He knew that Pei Yan would hesitate when he saw those injuries, but he probably wouldn't give up, but he didn't expect Pei Yan's hesitation to be so short.

Pei Yan didn't know what Xie Xinghe was thinking, and he didn't even hear what Xie Xinghe said just now.

He looked at Xie Xinghe's side profile fascinatedly, stared at his opening and closing lips, couldn't help but leaned forward and gave him a very loud kiss, finally it was his.