After amnesia, he was with his nemesis

Those who came back to rest when the night market first opened, except for the elderly, were the only ones.

Jiang Bang was not drunk, it wasn't that he didn't know what happened, it was just that he was a little unresponsive.It's like lying on Dou Jinglan's shoulder and hugging him now. It's not that he doesn't recognize the way, but he doesn't want to. The person in front is being embraced by him, and he takes a step forward and follows him, walking all the way like this.

If only he was a cat, Jiang Bang thought.You can lie on his shoulders, so you don't have to walk, and you can rub around without worrying about being hated.

Dou Jinglan's pace is not fast, and it is completely different from Dou Jinglan's usual striding walking style, as if taking care of a drunk.

Jiang Bang tilted his head and smiled, they just arrived at the entrance of the hotel, so Jiang Bang let him go and said happily, "Give me the beer."

Dou Jinglan lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Don't open it again, drink it when you go back."

Jiang Bang didn't make trouble, his eyes were shining, he looked at him and smiled: "Let me drink a can, bean bag."

Dou Jinglan: "You wouldn't talk like that if you weren't drunk."

Jiang Bang shook his head slightly, and said slowly, "I talk like that even when I'm not drunk."

Dou Jinglan laughed.

It is rare for him to have such an obvious smile, his eyes are completely curved, his tail eyelashes are like crescent moons, and the soft down can be seen on the side of his face in the light from the hotel door.

Jiang Bang raised his hand.

Dou Jinglan thought he was going to take something, and refused: "Don't take any more beer, I won't give you a second can."

Jiang Bang looked at him and smiled, his hands getting closer and closer to his face.

The warm and dry palm caressed the side of Dou Jinglan's face, and his knuckle-knuckle fingers touched Dou Jinglan's earlobe.

Dou Jinglan was stunned by his touch, and it took a while to ask: "What's wrong?"

His tone was especially gentle in this mild spring night, as if coaxing someone, Jiang Bang thought, don't talk to me like this, while thinking, you should say a few more words.

And he didn't let go of his hand.

Fortunately, although the brain is a bit slow, it is still obedient.Jiang Bang replied with a smile: "Smile more."

Dou Jinglan's silent progress bar has increased by a bit.

That hand was restless, like its owner, touched some sideburns, seemed to feel that the hand felt good, and stroked it lightly twice.

In the end, before he could say anything, he was bumped from behind again.

The man's complaint was familiar and harsh.

"What are you doing?! There is still someone blocking the way at the hotel gate? Are you sick?!"

Jiang Bang withdrew his hand.

The people behind them all knew that they thought it was over after a few days of hospitalization, but they didn't expect the spring outing to catch up with the time in time.

Jiang Bang turned around slowly, and said coldly, "When will you be as silent as your name?"

Chen Mo was suffocated when he saw his face, and retorted angrily: "Are you going to block the road here and keep talking, how shameless? Am I free?"

Jiang Bang slowly rolled his eyes, his eyes shifted from the huge open space on his left to the huge open space on the right, and he pointed blankly: "Even if you are five hundred catties... you won't be unable to walk through it, right?"

Chen Mo: "...you..."

He obviously wanted to say something swearing, but because he was beaten by Jiang Bang last time because he swears a swear word, he was a little psychologically disturbed, so he still muttered his lips.

Just heard Dou Jinglan say: "Do you need another kick?"

He was standing with the backlight on his own, and it was harder to identify than Jiang Si. Only now did Chen Mo realize that it was him, and his side began to ache again. Thinking of sending out ligament recovery videos to his parents every day, his scalp began to tingle.

What the hell is going on with these two people being her mother!

No matter what you say, you have to do it!

He hurried into the hotel in a panic, took out the phone that had been quickly locked just now, looked down at the news on it, bumped into the glass at the door, and cursed: "Fuck!"

It seems that he is still a habitual offender, an old bower.

Jiang Bang was thinking slowly, wanted to laugh but failed, and had no intention of chasing the remnant soldiers and defeated generals. He was puzzled by his character of looking for trouble when he had nothing to do, so he looked away suspiciously and said, "Doubao, I'm hungry, I want to go up and eat pig's trotters."

"Ah."

Dou Jinglan went to take a bath first.

Jiang Bang bit his soft pig's trotters, and then remembered that the bean buns had been crowded in the crowd all afternoon without saying anything.

He looked at the pig's trotters in front of him with some annoyance, and wanted to save some for the bean buns.

When the other party came out holding a towel and rubbing his hair, wearing a simple T-shirt and sleeves, Jiang Bang looked up between chewing, and suddenly had the urge to reach out to him for a hug.

He was a little slow to react, so it became very difficult to suppress his urge, and even the movement of eating began to slow down.

Until the other party sat opposite him and opened a pair of plastic chopsticks, the water from the hair dripped down the Adam's apple to the collarbone socket, Jiang Bang stopped moving at all.

The other party asked: "Why don't you eat? Didn't you keep saying you were hungry on the way?"

Jiang Bang opened a can of beer sullenly.

Dou Jinglan no longer stopped, so more and more empty cans.

He knew that Jiang Bang was a little bored recently, but he didn't take the initiative to ask, Jiang Bang couldn't hide his words, so he didn't want to say it, or he really didn't want to say it.

Until Jiang Bang swallowed two bottles of beer, Dou Jinglan fed him some vegetables.

kelp.

Jiang Bang swallowed, looking at the chopsticks he took back, his eyes were already a little dazed.

He drank too much and looked like a dazed little hamster.

Jiang Bang suddenly asked: "Why feed me?"

Dou Jinglan paused for a while: "You drank too much, let's rest."

Jiang Bang frowned and patted the table, his eyes quickly steamed up: "Who asked you this...!"

Even when he met Chen Mo, his tone was very calm, not as it is now, he was wronged and unbearable, as if he was holding back something, and he couldn't say anything.

Dou Jinglan put down her chopsticks: "Then what are you asking?"

"Ask why you want to feed me."

Only then did Dou Jinglan understand what he meant.

He... seems to understand what Jiang Bang has been hiding these days.

Dou Jinglan put down her chopsticks.

His seductive tone made Jiang Bang feel dangerous.

"You're not happy these days, are you?"

Jiang Bang lowered his head sullenly: "Yes."

a.

Dou Jinglan continued to ask: "Why don't you want to tell me? If you don't tell me, I don't know what's wrong with you."

Jiang Bang followed his brain with his mouth naturally: "The person you can't tell the most is you..."

Dou Jinglan asked gently: "Why?"

Jiang Bang leaned back, fell on the bed, closed his eyes, and passively resisted.

They put the packed dishes on a folding table and put it on the bed, so when Jiang Bang lay back, it was a bed, and the hotel still had a double bed, but one was drunk and the other didn't care, so no one protested.

Dou Jinglan put away her food, put the table next to the closet, and returned to the bed to look at the sleeping slacker.

Jiang Bang's shirt was a little wrinkled, and folded up from the waistband of the jeans, revealing a small section of ivory white skin.

Dou Jinglan stretched out his hand to cover it by accident.

Jiang Bang closed his eyes and frowned slightly: "Doubao, don't touch me, your hands are so hot."

Dou Jinglan opened his mouth to say a word, but his throat felt like it was burning, and he became surprisingly hoarse. After clearing his throat, he said, "Don't move, take off your clothes."

Jiang Bang tugged at his collar subconsciously, his eyes still closed, and he kept laughing: "Why take off my clothes?"

"You have to change into your pajamas to sleep." Dou Jinglan leaned over to unbutton his shirt, kneeling beside him.

Jiang Bang closed his eyes, frowned suddenly, with a bitter face: "Why don't you take off my clothes and not touch me?"

Dou Jinglan really smiled now: "Didn't you say my hands were hot? Why did you change your mind?"

Jiang Bang had a troubled expression on his face: "That's not what it meant... Your hands were so hot just now that I wanted to hide..."

Sure enough, even when he was drunk, Jiang Bang's sixth sense was very keen.

Dou Jinglan paused for a second while standing on both sides of him, unbuttoned his shirt, put his hand on his chin, and rubbed it restrainedly and slowly.

"Where do you want me to touch, tell me."

For the first time, he discovered that the Adam's apple can also be very fragile, and now he is lying here defenseless, and the idea of ​​wanting to control the other party is like wildfire meeting the wind, burning quickly.

Jiang Bang curled up and smiled: "It's so itchy, let's forget it..."

His legs were retracted with the movement, and he turned sideways.

Dou Jinglan withdrew his hand and went to remove Jiang Bang's belt.

Jiang Bang kept curled up, with one arm resting on his head, snoring lightly, and was woken up by Dou Jinglan: "Go brush your teeth and go back to sleep."

Jiang Bang rubbed his eyes and regained consciousness: "...um."

He stood up and swayed like he was boneless. Dou Jinglan watched from the side and reached out to support him: "Can you stand still?"

Jiang Bang's back was supported by his hands, and he realized that he was not wearing any clothes. He was amused: "When did you take off my clothes, Doubao, we are progressing so fast?"

As soon as he woke up, the taste of casualness came.Dou Jinglan followed him and said, "Well, it's almost time for you to fall over and let me touch it."

What he said was the truth, but Jiang Si took it as a joke.

Jiang Bang shook his head and smiled: "Where is my toothpaste?"

He squatted on the ground and rummaged through the suitcase he had opened for a long time. The inside was in a mess, and it was obvious that he was in a hurry to stuff everything inside and didn't clean it up.

Dou Jinglan came over and took out a tube of toothpaste where he had searched several times but found nothing.

Jiang Bang started to get confused again, and the alcohol surged up one after another: "Are you my Doraemon?"

Dou Jinglan was in a good mood, he answered whatever he asked: "Well, yours."

Jiang Bang took the tube of toothpaste, sat directly on the carpet of the hotel, and stretched out his hands: "Then can I ask for a hug?"

Dou Jinglan hugged his naked upper body, picked him up and stood up, and said: "The pajamas are also there, put them on by the way."

The drunk was in a temper tantrum, stuck his chin on his shoulder, and rubbed around: "I don't want it, why do I have to wear clothes to sleep, I don't wear them."

As he said that, he was about to leave him and go to the bathroom to brush his teeth: "Where is the bathroom...I..."

Almost slammed into the frosted glass door of the bathroom.

Dou Jinglan grabbed her waist from behind and lifted it up like a cat.

His belt had just been taken off, and the waist of his jeans was too loose now, falling all the way to his heels.Leaning on Dou Jinglan's back, Jiang Bang stepped on his trousers, kicked them off, and walked into the bathroom in a pair of boxers.

Jiang Bang has fair skin, and under the warm light in the bathroom, the smooth lines of his legs change as he walks, like an excellent mannequin in the eyes of an art student.

Now the model is holding the sink with one hand in a daze, bending over and spitting mouthwash into it, the muscles with clear texture but not abrupt show a sense of soft strength due to the movement.

Dou Jinglan closed her eyes and closed the door.

There was a "bang", which startled the people inside.

The author has something to say: Unexpectedly, there is no confession in this chapter...

Tomorrow's update will definitely confess, but I haven't decided who will confess, let's see what it says