Recruit boyfriend to pack room and board

A lot of fans gathered at the entrance of the KTV, Shen Du glanced past them and glanced at the side of the road, it was empty, and there was no shadow of a taxi, he pulled Sinan to the side of the road to avoid the crowd, and asked Sinan: "It's okay you."

"It's not good," Sinan said honestly, he was dizzy at first, but now he was blown by the cold old north wind, he felt that he could go to the sky.

"Brother, can we take a photo together?" A girl with ponytail boldly jumped up to Si Nan.

"No," Shen Du looked back at the girl, refused indifferently, and even picked up Simon's hat and put it on her head, covering it tightly.

The girl curled her lips and shouted at Sinan: "Brother, you are so handsome!"

Si Nan turned his head slowly, drunk between his brows, staring at her face with a pair of dark eyes for a few seconds, and said seriously: "Sister, you look older than me."

The girl froze in place: What kind of gods are they... mentally ill teenagers?Is it okay to be a fan online?

"The car is coming," Shen Du opened the car door and sat in, tugging at Sinan. Sinan looked down at the down jacket that reached down to his calf, thinking about how to throw himself in, because he couldn't lift his legs.

"Come up," Shen Du tugged him.

Si Nan was caught off guard and staggered, stumbled, and fell perfectly into Shen Du's arms.There is no need to think about it, he sighed, put his hands on Shen Du's shoulders, and struggled to change his position, but the down jacket on his body was very embarrassing and restrained him tightly.

"Fuck," Sinan tore off his hat irritably, gave up struggling, slumped down on Shen Du's lap, put his face on Shen Du's abdomen, and found a comfortable position to nest.

"Legs, come in." Shen Du was amused by Si Nan's miraculous gesture, and patted his butt, "The legs don't belong to you anymore? You put them in, I can't close the door anymore."

The fans gathered beside the car burst into laughter.

Si Nan withdrew his legs, he couldn't care less about embarrassment anymore, his stomach was burning hot, he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Master, Li'an Ximen," Shen Du closed the car door, slapping the fans' laughter outside the door.

"Shen Du," Sinan fumbled his hand upwards, and landed on Shen Du's face, rubbing his face against his abdomen through his clothes, feeling a little dissatisfied, "Your clothes hurt your face, you're cold."

"Why don't you put your hand in my mouth?" Shen Du pulled his hand, unzipped his coat and let Sinan get in, "There are so many things."

Si Nan stuck it to the soft knitted sweater, and then sighed contentedly. Shen Du's body temperature came through the knitted sweater. He sniffed it closely, and there seemed to be a male fragrance at the tip of his nose, which smelled very good.

"Don't move around, spit on your face again," Shen Du glanced down at him, flicking his fingertips on his face.Si Nan was very drunk, but in fact he wasn't sober, and now he lost his sense of immortality.

"I want to throw up," Sinan slapped his hands away, "Why haven't you?"

"You think you're flying a plane," Shen Du laughed, ticking his chin with his fingertips, "Do you know like a puppy now?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know, I'm dying," Si Nan turned his head to the side, looked up at him slightly, and then went back.

"Can you bear it?" Shen Du crossed the car window and glanced out, "It's pretty close, about ten minutes."

"Yes," Sinan replied in a low voice.

When Sinan got out of the car, he ran in a curve and found a tree pit to vomit. Shen Du paid the money and got out of the car quickly, and ran to Sinan's side, fearing that Sinan would not be able to squat properly and fall into the pit.

"There's no supermarket open here anymore," Shen Du squatted next to Si Nan, patting his back with his hands, "Shall I get a bottle of water when I go home?"

Si Nan took the time to reply: "Are you trying to throw me outside? You are so cruel in this cold weather."

Shen Du held back his laughter, thinking that he really drank too much: "Spit it up, go home and rinse your mouth after you spit it out."

"Don't you vomit?" Si Nan wiped his mouth, stared at his hand for two seconds, raised his hand to wipe Shen Du's body with a look of disgust.

"..." Shen Du was stunned for a moment, and slapped him on the back, "Is it dirty!"

"Fuck!" Shen Du looked at Sinan who was slapped into the pit by his slap, and was speechless for a moment, and wanted to slap himself very much when he came back to his senses.

What the hell do we do.

"Fuck|Your uncle Shen Du," Si Nan closed his eyes, if he hadn't been so tired right now, he would have pushed Shen Du into this pit no matter what.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Shen Du stretched out his hand, not knowing where to hold it, "Take off your coat."

Sinan raised his eyelids and looked at him: "I really want to put you in this hole."

"I was wrong," Shen Du said while taking off Sinan's coat. Fortunately, the down jacket is long enough. The outside is dirty but the inside is still clean. "Is there anything in the pocket?"

"No," Sinan struggled out of his coat, pulled Shen Du to stand up, half leaned against him, and looked down at the down jacket, "What about it?"

"No more," Shen Du said, "Can I return it?"

"I'm going slowly..." Sinan was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Don't slow down, it'll be fucking fun to catch a cold again later," Shen Du hugged him horizontally, and just as he took a step, he was so startled by the movement of Sinan in his arms that he couldn't walk anymore.

Sinan's "I'm slowly" was followed by "I still want to vomit", but Shen Du would suddenly hug him. After a while, his stomach started to churn, and he couldn't bear it even if he wanted to. He grabbed Shen Du by the collar and vomited.

Fortunately, I didn't eat today, Si Nan thought.

"I want to kill someone," Shen Du gritted his molars, and said every word, "right now, right now, right now."

Si Nan didn't make a sound, just wanted to wipe his mouth, but there was no way to talk at the neckline of Shen Du, so he raised his head and walked towards Shen Du's neck.

The moment the cool and soft touch came from his neck, Shen Du almost threw Sinan out with a trembling hand: "You fucking..."

"Wipe your mouth," Si Nanyi said sternly, and moved his arms around his neck while speaking, resting his head on his neck, "what are you doing standing up, let's go."

"Your uncle," Shen Du narrowed his eyes, resisting the discomfort, and took a step forward.

When rushing all the way home to the door, Sinan had already fallen asleep in a daze, and Shen Du thought that this dirty dog ​​could sleep like this.

He shook the person in his arms: "Wake up, press the password, I can't move my hands."

Sinan opened his eyes, poked the combination lock with his fingertips and entered a series of numbers, then turned back and closed his eyes.