Be nice, don't bite you

Bo Xian woke up instantly and sat up: "The hotel lobby?"

Bo Mo briefly explained: "Mom and Dad have been waiting for you, and they were supposed to come here as soon as the game ended yesterday."

It was too late last night, Shi Xinglan was very tired, and shrank under the quilt after hearing the movement.

Bo Xian tucked in the quilt for him, closed the door, got up and went to the living room.

"They've been waiting for me?"

"Yes, they didn't come here because they were afraid of affecting your game."

Speaking of this, everyone has come over, and it is impossible to miss, Bo Xian scratched his hair: "Okay, I'll go down right away."

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and only after looking at the phone did I realize that it was almost afternoon.

Bo Xian found a sweater from Shi Xinglan's suitcase to change into, washed briefly, and went out.

He didn't intend to wake up Shi Xinglan, last night he slept until three or four in the morning, and he was a bit reluctant, but Shi Xinglan's situation.

Bo Xian yawned and went downstairs. As soon as he got out of the elevator, he saw Bo's father and Bo's mother, but Bo Mo was not there.

During the years of separation, Bo Mo has always been in the middle of reconciliation. When facing his parents alone, Bo Xian suddenly felt a little at a loss: "Dad, Mom, where is my brother?"

"He went to the bathroom, Xiao Xian, did you just wake up?"

"Ah."

Mother Bo carefully looked at her son in front of her, wanting to say something, but didn't know what they could talk about, and finally looked behind him: "Isn't Xing Xing with you?"

Bo Xian rubbed his nose, feeling a little guilty: "Hey, he's still resting."

Father Bo frowned, his dissatisfaction was evident: "It's almost afternoon, and you haven't woken up yet?"

He is rigorous, and he can't understand the decadent appearance of young people with irregular work and rest.

The brothers of the Bo family used to rest according to the prescribed time when they were young. Bo Xian fixed his eyes and explained: "It's because I don't know how to control myself. I made him tired last night."

Not a person who doesn't understand anything, Bo's father instantly understood what he meant, and was very angry: "You talk nonsense, no one is upright!"

Can that kind of thing be said in public? !

Bo Xian has been naughty since he was a child, not as obedient as Bo Mo, and he has long been used to being scolded: "Your old-fashioned thinking should also be changed, it's not something shameful, why can't you mention it, right, Mom?"

Bo's mother was delighted at her son's closeness, and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, your father is too rigid, let's ignore him, Xiao Xian told her mother."

"..."

Being bullied by his son and abandoned by his wife, Father Bo's face darkened as he watched the mother and son leave arm in arm.

Bo Mo, who came back from the bathroom, looked at his old father's uneasy expression, then looked at his mother and younger brother not far away, and instantly understood what happened, without any hesitation, he directly caught up with the two who were holding hands.

He's not interested in staying and making punching bags.

The relationship between mother and child is often more harmonious. Bo Xian and Bo's mother soon chatted happily, and Bo's mother asked about his love life again.

My son has been playing professional games for a few years, so he probably won't be able to break through, so there's no need to spend too much time talking about employment.

"Mom and Dad aren't against you, they're just a little surprised. Xiao Xian said before that he wanted to marry a wife like his mother. Why did he suddenly fall in love with boys?"

Bo Xian laughed: "Mom, that's what I said in kindergarten, people change."

Mother Bo patted his arm: "Isn't he still mother's son?"

"Yes yes yes." Bo Xian hurriedly begged for mercy, "I never thought that I would like a boy, but after seeing Shi Xinglan, I thought it was him."

Knowing what he wanted to express, Bo Mu secretly sighed in her heart: "You."

After eating in the hotel restaurant, Bo Xian was always thinking about Shi Xinglan, and was always in a trance, and he was discovered not long after.

Mother Bo whispered a few words to him, gave him a box, excused being tired, and left with her husband and eldest son.

Thinking of what Bo's mother said, Bo Xian felt joy in his heart, touched the box in his pocket, and entered the house lightly.

The curtains in the room were still drawn, creating a look conducive to rest.

There was a big lump on the bed, and Bo Xian went to the side of the bed, squatting on the ground and looking at the sleeping person, feeling very satisfied.

Back then, when he practiced dancing alone in the dim auditorium, he was as beautiful as a little fairy who fell from the sky, and the person he could never forget was now lying on his bed defenseless.

Bo Xianqu rubbed his knuckles against his brows, and smiled.

Not only that, this person now belonged to him.

Going out for a while without feeling sleepy, Bo Xian simply cleaned up the mess on the ground, he was too lazy to bother after finishing last night, so he only helped Shi Xinglan clean up the back.

When picking up the pillow that fell to the ground, something fell along with it, and Bo Xian squatted down, stunned.

Shi Xinglan woke up at this time.

He was uncomfortable, especially below the waist. There seemed to be a feeling of fullness in an indescribable part, and his whole body was sore and soft.

"Bo Xian, what are you looking at?"

After excessive use of the voice, the voice was so hoarse that Shi Xinglan himself was startled.

The curtain was opened a little, Bo Xian raised his eyes to look over, and caught a glimpse of the crimson color on his exposed neck, and there were a few very ripe flowers mixed in it.

It makes people's throat tight and their mouth dry.

Subconsciously, Bo Xian clenched the things in his hands, got up and came to the bed, and handed him the water glass on the cabinet: "Honey water, drink some to moisten your throat."

He held the water glass and handed it to Shi Xinglan's mouth, his eyes lingered around his shoulders and neck, like a snake licking that piece of flesh inch by inch, presumptuous and enthusiastic.

Tsk, the quilt is so tightly covered that the collarbone is not fully exposed.

Shi Xinglan felt uncomfortable with this almost pornographic gaze, and felt that the butt was in more pain, so he took a sip of water, only to be choked and coughed.

Bo Xian frowned, took the cup and put it aside, patted his back to help him calm down: "Why are you so careless?"

Shi Xinglan secretly slandered in her heart, and it wasn't all because of you.

After recovering, Shi Xinglan grabbed Bo Xian's hand: "What were you looking at just now?"

Bo Xian was fascinated just now. He stared at the person for a while after waking up, but he was never noticed, so he asked a question.

The thing was held in the palm of his hand, and Bo Xian didn't use much force, but Shi Xinglan pulled it out all at once.

Familiar boxes and patterns caught in his eyes, Shi Xinglan blushed suddenly: "You, why are you..."

Bo Xian hugged him from behind, pressed his warm palms against his back, and rubbed gently: "Sorry, I was too anxious last night, so I forgot to use it."

Shi Xinglan had lubricated it in advance, and when Bo Xian took someone into the bathroom, his eyes were so irritated that his eyes were red, so he didn't even bother to come out to get a tao.

The hand attached to the back moved slowly, which greatly relieved the soreness. Shi Xinglan snorted comfortably and leaned against his arms.

Bo Xian laughed and massaged his hands more professionally.

Shi Xinglan has two waist dimples, sexy and cute, last night he bent over to hold the bathtub, and he pinched in those two small dimples.

"Cough, it's okay." Shi Xinglan peeked at him out of the corner of his eye, and said falteringly, "I'm also very comfortable."

Compared with a layer of film, of course, it is more comfortable to be close to the flesh.

Bo Xian was so teased by him that he vomited blood, and threw the small box aside: "Then it won't be needed from now on."

Shi Xinglan: "..."

Use it or use it, after all, safety is not the most important thing.

Without having a deep chat on this topic, the doorbell rang, and Bo Xian hurried out and came back with a bag.

"What did you buy?"

"Porridge."

I just had an in-depth exchange last night, and the diet should be lighter. Bo Xian searched the Internet and finally ordered porridge.

As soon as the porridge came out of the pot, the porridge was still hot, steaming white, Bo Xian came over with a bowl: "Do you want to feed?"

Shi Xinglan quickly took it: "No, I can do it myself, have you eaten yet?"

Bo Xian was indifferent: "Aren't you feeling sick after eating?"

It is uncomfortable, but the uncomfortable place does not affect eating, Shi Xinglan answered silently in his heart, blinking: "I am not uncomfortable."

"No?" Bo Xian raised an eyebrow, and his eyes fell on his waist, "Then just now, he was restless when he was sitting in my arms, twisting and turning."

Shi Xinglan's face was embarrassing, she buried her head in her porridge and ignored others.

Bo Xian smiled lightly: "You've done all the more intimate things, and you're still shy?"

As expected, he didn't hear an answer, so he didn't care. He turned and went back to the living room, and returned after a while, holding a tube of ointment in his hand.

Shi Xinglan paused for a moment with the hand holding the spoon: "Medicine?"

"I didn't know how to restrain myself last night, your back was a little swollen." Bo Xianbafeng remained motionless, as if he didn't know what shame was, "Have you finished eating? Come here and give you medicine."

"..."

Shi Xinglan's resistance was fruitless, and he was caught and pressed on his lap. His whole body looked like a peeled shrimp, white and red, exuding a sweet and delicious smell.

The smell of the ointment is very light and moist, and it tends to melt soon after being squeezed into the hands. Bo Xian didn't have time to appreciate the beautiful scenery in front of him, so he concentrated on applying the medicine.

The movement is easy to control, but the consciousness is difficult. He can concentrate on taking the medicine, but the body's reaction will not disappear because of this.

Shi Xinglan propped his arms on the bed, raised his body, and carefully avoided the thing poking his abdomen, and said uncomfortably, "Are you ready?"

Just after taking the medicine, Bo Xian also knew that he went too far yesterday, so naturally he couldn't continue to ask for it like a beast, so he stuffed him under the quilt depressedly: "Just recruit me!"

Shi Xinglan: "?"

Sitting uncomfortable, Shi Xinglan lay on the bed, leaning on her arms, and looked at him tiltedly: "Lie down, so I can't see your face."

"You lose your temper if you don't see me for a while, what a clingy little baby." Bo Xian pretended to be distressed, but his voice was mingled with obvious complacency, and he lay down next to Shi Xinglan, "Look, look, everyone It’s yours, and I’ll show you for a lifetime.”

Shi Xinglan was ashamed and funny: "A lifetime is so long."

It is always easy for young people to say a lifetime commitment, with life as the length, no matter what the future holds, at least in the present, it is surprising to hear such words.

Bo Xian's eyes froze: "Where is it growing? I didn't even mention the next life and the next life. You won't get tired of seeing me by then, right?"

Shi Xinglan touched his face with a gentle smile: "No."

I won't get tired of it, I won't be able to see it in my whole life, and I won't be able to do it in the next life or the next life.

Time knows how much he likes this person around him.

Bo Xian likes every part of Shi Xinglan's body, especially his eyes. Now these beautiful eyes are full of love for him, which is even more exciting.

"I have something for you!"

Bo Xian grabbed the hand on his face and kissed it.

Before Shi Xinglan asked what it was, he saw him take out a small box from the pocket of the sweater: "Did you go out wearing this dress?"

I don't know if the focus is on "this dress" or "going out".

Bo Xian stuffed the box into his hand: "Go out and have a meal with your parents, this is what my mother gave you."

When she heard that it was from Bo's mother, Shi Xinglan was at a loss: "This, is it true that my aunt gave it to me?"

Bo Xian said seriously: "My family's family heirloom was given by my mother to her future daughter-in-law, that is, to my wife. Who do you think it was for?"

Shi Xinglan originally wanted to decline, but when he heard what he said, he immediately gave up his mind.

He couldn't give up the title of Bo Xian's wife.

Bo Xian urged him: "Open it quickly and see if you like it."

Shi Xinglan put away his emotion and opened the box.

It was a jade bracelet, completely white, without any impurities, and a small piece of red thread was wrapped around it.

Even though Shi Xinglan didn't study jade, he could tell that the bracelet was very valuable: "It's too precious, I..."

It seems that Bo Xian's words that this bracelet is a family heirloom are not false.

"What are you!" Bo Xian frowned, his face a little ugly, "Could it be that you want me to give it to someone else?"

Shi Xinglan hurriedly said: "No! You can't give it to others!"

Only then did Bo Xian soften his brows and eyes, holding the bracelet, he coaxed: "I won't give it to others, baby, please reach out and my husband will help you put it on."

The jade was cold, and it felt cool when it was attached to the wrist, which made Shi Xinglan's protruding wrist bones more obvious.

"Like it?"

"Like it, but it doesn't look like it's feminine."

It was very easy to put it on just now, he is still a man no matter what, his wrist is thicker than that of a woman, if the jade bracelet is for women, it should not be so easy to wear.

"As expected of my husband, I found out so quickly." Bo Xian held his wrist and kissed it, "This is my bracelet."

The ancestors of the Bo family had a wealthy family, and many things were handed down, most of which were jewelry, both men's and women's. This jade bracelet was in pairs, and it was one of them.

Bo's mother is open-minded, she prefers jade, and she likes the pair of jade bracelets left by the family the most. It happens that the bracelets are men's, and they were given to the Bo brothers when they were young, one for each of them.

Bo Xian didn't like jewelry, thought it was troublesome, and kept it away all the time. Later, he ran away from home without bringing anything, so naturally he forgot the bracelet.

Originally Bo's mother brought it here to give it to him, but Bo Xian refused, not to mention that it would affect the operation when he wore it. The scar on his wrist has always been a scar in his heart. Although he reconciled with his parents, but seeing The scar will still hurt.

Bo's mother didn't take it back, and Bo Xian now still remembers what she said: "It's always yours, so it's good to give it to someone you like. Now that you think about it, it's fate. This bracelet is for men, and what you like is also a man."

For this fate, Bo Xian accepted the bracelet.

"This thing seems to be worth some money, and I have been with me for more than ten years, so it can barely be used as a dowry gift. What do you think?"

Shi Xinglan stroked the scar on his wrist: "It's not that good."

Bo Xian was not angry, and smiled: "I also think, how can this little thing deserve to marry my star."

"That's not what I meant." Shi Xinglan said, "It's a dowry, I'm the one who married you."

The bed is already on, and you still care about the cheapness of words?

It was rare for Shi Xinglan to raise an objection, so Bo Xian naturally followed him: "Okay, okay, it's a dowry, we already have it, when is the senior going to correct my name?"

He was testing Shi Xinglan's attitude on the public matter.

The qualifiers are over, and half of the military orders set up before have been completed, and they will soon go abroad to participate in the World League.

Not only because he agreed to the fans, but also because Bo Xian couldn't hold it back anymore. Anyone who has a handsome boyfriend can't help but want to show it off.

He is a common man, and his heart that wants to show affection is no exception.

Shi Xinglan touched the jade bracelet, turned his back to him, and hummed softly, "It depends on your performance."

Bo Xian laughed, and hugged him into his arms: "Then I have to perform well."

The arms around his waist and the chest behind him gave Shi Xinglan a sense of security, he bent his lips, and put his hands on the back of Bo Xian's.

From ancient times to the present, it is the husband who protects his wife. He doesn't care about the ups and downs of her body position, but in his heart he hopes that he can be the one who protects him, pampering and pampering Bao Xian.

I hope the person behind him will live a safe and happy life.

This is Shi Xinglan's little romance, which belongs exclusively to his favorite Bo Xian.

The author has something to say: It will end next week, do you have any extras you want to watch? If not, I will write it as planned.