drunk oxygen

While Pei Yan was still in a daze, Xie Xinghe touched Pei Yan's back underwater without hesitation. Pei Yan's whole body tensed instantly, and he raised his hand to push Xie Xinghe, "Fuck... Xie Xinghe Are you fucking crazy!"

Xie Xinghe was pushed into the water by him, and his head hit the edge of the bathtub with a muffled sound.

He frowned, with a painful expression, and raised his hand to cover his head. Apart from the scars, there were many new red marks on his arms, which were all caused by Pei Yan's kisses or pinches.

Pei Yan suddenly came back to his senses, realizing what he and Xie Xinghe had done, even those people who had never liked him before, he had never treated them so rudely.

Pei Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart, even if Xie Xinghe was a lunatic, he still obeyed him just now, calling his brother and husband a lunatic, he couldn't bear it.

Pei Yan's face was complicated, but he still leaned over and hugged Xie Xinghe into his arms in the water.

He gently rubbed Xie Xinghe's head with his wet palm, and said in a low voice, "Is it hurting? I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry."

Xie Xinghe didn't say a word, just wrapped his arms around his waist underwater, and buried his face in his shoulder, looking as if he was so wronged that he was about to cry.

Pei Yan's heart was about to break, he kept kissing his temples, ears and wet hair.

He rolled his Adam's apple, and said in a tight voice, "I'm really sorry for Xing Xing... We both... are too tired tonight, please don't make trouble, we can talk about it tomorrow..."

Xie Xinghe hugged him even tighter, and his whole body was embedded in his arms, but he didn't speak.

Pei Yan wanted to slap himself just now, he kept stroking Xie Xinghe's back, and said helplessly: "Xing Xing, my husband is really wrong, can you say something?"

Xie Xinghe finally opened his mouth. Sure enough, his voice was even hoarse than before, his voice was trembling, and there was a hint of crying, "Are you going to break up with me?"

Pei Yan felt that his internal organs were hurting, and his heart, which was about to be broken just now, was completely torn apart.

He quickly said, "No, I won't break up with you."

Xie Xinghe kissed him on the neck, his tone was aggrieved, "What I just said doesn't count..."

Pei Yan supported his waist, "It's not that it doesn't count, it's because I'm too tired today..."

Before Pei Yan finished speaking, Xie Xinghe raised his head and kissed him. He kissed and kissed, "Honey, I'm not tired, let me give you a massage..."

Under Xie Xinghe's hard and soft tactics, his occasional sympathy, and aggressive tactics, Pei Yan finally agreed to let Xie Xinghe have a massage.

However, due to Pei Yan's tightness and lack of cooperation, it was really uncomfortable at first.

Tomato sauce lying outside the door has been listening to the movement in the bathroom, shaking his ears from time to time.

"Fuck...Xie Xing and you..."

"Brother Yan... relax, let me give you a massage."

"You fucking... um..."

Xie Xinghe deliberately lowered his voice, with a smile in his tone, "Honey, don't be so stiff, it's very simple."

"Hold……"

Being called husband while having a massage, Pei Yan has never experienced it, and never thought that he would experience it one day. It is so shameful that he wished to die directly.

He pushed Xie Xinghe hard, "You fucking let go... I regret it...I don't agree..."

Xie Xinghe leaned over and blocked his lips.

Pei Yan was holding onto the edge of the bathtub tightly with both hands, and the water surface became more and more turbulent, sometimes directly covering Pei Yan's chin. He raised his head vigorously, and his neck was full of bulging veins.

It was not until a long time later that Pei Yan's body gradually relaxed. He closed his eyes and let Xie Xinghe massage him.

Xie Xinghe kissed off the drops of water on his neck inch by inch, and said with a smile, "Brother Yan, is the massage comfortable?"

Pei Yan leaned his head against the bathtub, pursed his lips and pretended to be dead.

Xie Xinghe was not angry either, he changed Pei Yan's massage position again, Pei Yan gritted his teeth, and still grunted sorely because he hadn't massaged for a long time.

Xie Xinghe whispered in his ear: "Husband, that's it, is the strength okay?"

Pei Yan opened his eyes suddenly, "Don't fucking call me husband...fuck..."

The water surface fluctuated violently, Pei Yan's voice changed, he bit his lip again, and glared viciously at Xie Xing and that face full of triumphant smiles.

Xie Xinghe kissed him tenderly, "Hey, press your leg again."

Pei Yan didn't want to struggle any more, his eyes were straightened, his mind was emptied, and he didn't want to think about any ridiculous self-esteem.

Fuck it, it's all over anyway.

He took the initiative to raise his arms to hug Xie Xinghe, and ordered in a hoarse voice: "press lightly, don't look like a lunatic... just now you told me that your waist is about to break, and you're fucking lying to me if you close it..."

Xie Xinghe finally had a real smile in his eyes. He touched the back of Pei Yan's neck, kissed his wet hair, and said softly, "Okay, I will listen to my husband."

Pei Yan turned red from ears to neck, and said angrily, "I told you, don't call me..."

He didn't say the following words, Xie Xinghe shook out a lot of water in the bathtub in an instant, Pei Yan raised his head and stared at the flickering lamp above his head, feeling that his eyes were a little dazzled.

Xie Xinghe stopped deliberately teasing him, he pressed Pei Yan's back gently, and said in a deep voice, "Pei Yan, hug me, hold me tight."

Pei Yan subconsciously followed suit, and he didn't forget to say, "I've been playing with you and I'm still called Pei Yan..."

Xie Xinghe smiled helplessly, and said in an overly pampering tone, "Okay, can I call you Brother Yan?"

"Um……"

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Tomato Sauce slept outside, and the two people inside finally came out. Pei Yan didn't let Xie Xinghe touch him, and walked back to the bedroom by himself, lying on the bed straight like a zombie.

Tomato Sauce wanted to jump on the bed as usual, and was hugged by Xie Xinghe from behind. It looked up at Xie Xinghe, Xie Xinghe smiled and nodded its nose, "You can't go to bed today."

He dragged the ketchup away and closed the door on his return.

Pei Yan kept staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, his brain seemed to be rusted to death, but he could hear Xie Xinghe's various voices in the room.

He even thought that Xie Xinghe hadn't eaten dinner, hadn't taken Chinese medicine, and hadn't treated the wound on his hand, so he was fucking sick.

He closed his eyes the moment Xie Xinghe went to bed, Xie Xinghe covered him with a quilt, kissed him on the face and said, "Good night, husband."

Pei Yan resisted so much that he didn't punch him in the face.

He heard Xie Xinghe chuckle in a low voice, then lay down beside him, and then stretched out his arms to hug him.

Pei Yan felt tired in an instant. He wanted Xie Xinghe to let go, but actually his head moved towards him, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

Xie Xinghe was also sleepy. Enduring the intense sleepiness, he kissed Pei Yan on the lips again, and said in a low voice, "Brother Yan, say good night."

"Good night……"

Xie Xinghe chuckled, "Say Xingxing good night."

Pei Yan, who was about to fall asleep, was very obedient, "Good night, Xing Xing..."

"Goodnight Stone."

Tonight, the stars and stones fell asleep together.