After amnesia, he was with his nemesis

Dou Jinglan just looked at him like that, Jiang Bang looked at him frankly for a while, and asked in his smiling eyes: "Why didn't you show anything?"

He was in a good mood, so his tone became casual: "Huh? Boyfriend."

Dou Jinglan grabbed his hand and dragged him down from the two steps, without answering his words, she asked, "Go back."

Jiang Bang was very obedient when he got a bargain, humming a song and following him.

There is still some distance from here to the gate of the zoo. Dou Jinglan listened to the tune he was humming and asked, "What song is this?"

Jiang Bang was surprised: "Why didn't you ask before, I always like to hum this, I created it myself, does it sound good?"

They walked side by side, shoulders touching each other, Dou Jinglan leaned over slightly to look at the hands they held: "I used to ask a lot, it seemed that I cared a lot."

Jiang Bang followed his line of sight to look at their holding hands, feeling a little guilty: "What's the matter, I will give a name to every tune in the future, and you have to remember it."

He raised his head in the middle of speaking, and seeing Dou Jinglan walking forward without looking sideways, he held him and said, "Let's go buy a notebook, the inside page is staves, how about writing down what you hum?"

Dou Jinglan slowed down and asked, "I don't have to buy it. Actually, I can make a notebook. Shall we make one ourselves?"

Jiang Bang hasn't been picked up like this for a long time, it's fresh and funny, his eyes seem to meet a brand new person.He thought that Dou Jinglan would be a very boring type, and he didn't take his faults very much before, but he didn't expect to give him so many surprises after confessing.

Jiang Bang let go of him, snapped his fingers and said, "Okay, how about this, I need coated paper for the inside pages, the binding must be exquisite, the cover should be kirakira like a flash card, signed hot silver, how to flash it, how to look good, how to do it ,OK?"

Dou Jinglan agreed straight away: "Yes."

Jiang Bang leaned in front of him: "Really? Didn't you perfunctory me?"

"Why do you dare to perfunctory you?" Dou Jinglan reached out and hugged him, "The object of my wish is an alpha."

It's not an omega, and I don't like any omega.

Jiang Bang rolled his eyes and smiled.

But he didn't call Jiang Bang his boyfriend, which made Jiang Bang a little stingy.

Thinking about it again, he was originally a very restrained person.

Maybe shy.

Jiang Bang thought he had figured it out, nodded seriously, and raised his sleeves to expose his shoulder biceps: "Indeed."

Dou Jinglan squeezed it with a smile: "Soft."

Jiang Bang tried his best to win the respect: "That's because I'm useless!"

Dou Jinglan scratched his nose: "I know."

Just to tease you.

Jiang Bang stuck out his tongue, and was about to jump back, but Dou Jinglan quickly stepped forward, grabbed his wrist and pulled him back.

Jiang Bang threw himself into his arms, smelling his pleasant smell of pheromones.

The uncle passing behind was almost bumped by Jiang Bang's jumping back, and he gave them a Buddhist look: "Little boys, watch your way."

Dou Jinglan apologized: "Sorry, you go first."

Jiang Bang turned his head from his arms: "I'm sorry, Uncle."

"Small things, you play," the uncle said while raising the mobile phone that was videoing, and said unabashedly to his wife on the other end, "Bao'er, I just met a guy who was protecting his partner's posture and my I hugged you exactly the same back then, and I was still young enough to make it."

His wife's loud voice could be heard several steps away: "Yo, that must be a strict wife, what a baby."

The uncle is not happy anymore, he smacks his lips and is about to start arguing: "Look at what you said, it's called strict control of the wife, that's called loving wife."

His wife understands his talkative characteristics very well: "If you love your wife, don't wander around outside. Get out of here quickly. Xiaobao hasn't done his homework yet. He is crying for his father to come back. Otherwise, if you don't write, hurry up!" I'm crying all over my head."

"Hey, I got it, I got it. I'm going back now, isn't it a day of inspection here today, but I'm exhausted. Hey, by the way, has the massage chair at home been repaired?"

He has big strides and walks fast, and he can't hear him after a few words.

Jiang Bang was gently held in front of Dou Jinglan, and he heard him asking in his ear: "Did you hear that?"

Jiang Bang asked knowingly, afraid that he would embarrass him by referring to his wife when the uncle was chatting: "What did you hear? I didn't hear it, and I was in a daze."

Dou Jinglan saw that he couldn't tease anyone, so he held his hand again, smiled and said, "Don't hit anyone again."

Jiang Bang blamed him angrily: "You hold me."

Dou Jinglan clenched his hand a little bit: "Yes."

They rode their motorcycles back to the hotel.

Jiang Bang was severely frozen, and the mountain wind at night was cold and cutting, so he was hugged by Dou Jinglan and leaned close to him.

They have a completely different relationship going down the mountain than they did going up, so he'll be bluntly close to himself.

Jiang Bang was pleased by this closeness, his back seemed to be leaning on a huge warm baby, warm and soft, he leaned back unconsciously, and Dou Jinglan noticed it, and hugged him even tighter.

His voice was muffled by the helmet: "Cold?"

Jiang Bang didn't reply, and leaned back again.

When they returned to the hotel parking lot, they got out of the car, and Jiang Bang's fingers were blown red.He took off his helmet and put his hands on it.

Because the knuckles are white, the fingertips are even more pink.

The waiter arrived at the underground parking lot on time, took the car back, and checked for bumps.They stood there waiting, Jiang Bang was too cold, and the idea of ​​wanting to rub against Dou Jinglan was infinitely magnified.

The waiter was right next to them, and Jiang Bang stood beside Dou Jinglan, a shoulder distance away from him, still a little embarrassed.

But Dou Jinglan was watching the waiter inspect the car, so he didn't realize Jiang Bang's intention to reach out for a moment.Jiang Bang hesitated for a moment, but slowly withdrew his hand that was outstretched halfway.

Dou Jinglan seemed to have eyes behind her back, grabbed his hand with her backhand, and frowned slightly: "Hands are so cold."

Jiang Bang was shocked by the temperature of his hands, because his own hands were cold, which made Dou Jinglan's hands extremely hot.

Dou Jinglan turned around and pulled his hand in front of her, covered his palm and back with both hands, rubbed his fingertips constantly, and asked, "Am I just a display?"

The heat of his words sprayed on Jiang Bang's icy fingertips, warming him up a little bit.

Jiang Bang wanted to say that you were not, but the overhead lights in the underground parking lot shone from above the two of them. Dou Jinglan lowered his eyebrows and focused on warming his hands, asking "Why don't you speak", so that he couldn't refute anything.

Jiang Bang smiled slowly: "I was right, I feel guilty."

Dou Jinglan looked up at him helplessly.

The waiter didn't say anything, and speeded up the inspection of the motorcycle.

When they got on the elevator, Dou Jinglan took the initiative to let go of his hand.

Jiang Bang froze for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Dou Jinglan turned his face to look at him: "Maybe you will meet someone you know, if you don't mind, you can hold it back again. I don't care."

He hung his hand in the air, his fingers spread out.

Jiang Bang was a little moved and a little funny by his behavior of not thinking about his own thoughts all the time: "You...can you trust me more? Do I seem to be someone who cares about that kind of thing?"

Dou Jinglan didn't speak, just looked at him with a little uncertainty in his eyes.

Jiang Bang reached out to touch him, and squeezed his hand tightly.

Just at the moment when the elevator door opened, he grabbed Dou Jinglan's wrist and lifted his leg to walk away. He passed by their room but didn't go in. He stopped directly at Qu Yingzhe and Lu Zichuan's room, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Dou Jinglan narrowed her eyes.

Qu Yingzhe opened the door, saw Jiang Bang with a blank face, and Dou Jinglan who was obviously being pulled over, took two steps back in surprise, and said, "What's the matter, Mahjong 2=2? I finally remembered the two of us Don’t you? Who is Jiang Bangchou showing this face to? Don’t drag Dou Jinglan, who obviously doesn’t want to come.”

Dou Jinglan didn't answer.

Qu Yingzhe and Jiang Bang met each other's eyes, and found it strange that they didn't match each other.

Jiang Bang nodded expressionlessly, and said, "He really doesn't want to come, but I think it's necessary."

Qu Yingzhe just wanted to say, why do you still take it by force? Jiang Bang, Dou Jinglan is not your wife, you see you are holding hands with people, you are not ashamed.

Jiang Bang said again, "Call Chuanzi out."

He was rarely serious, which made Qu Yingzhe feel that something was wrong, and he swallowed the words he wanted to say, and pulled Lu Zichuan who was still drinking chrysanthemum tea in the room: "Sibao is here, so it's like saying something big."

Lu Zichuan was not surprised at all, which made Qu Yingzhe even more puzzled.

Why does it feel like he doesn't have the same type of brain as the people around him?

"What do you think he wants to do?"

Lu Zichuan followed out with his own chrysanthemum tea, and said, "Look, you'll know it when you look at it."

Lu Zichuan's apparent knowingness made him even more puzzled, and he was sure that his brain type was completely different from this person's, but he thought he would know just by looking at it, so he still didn't ask.

The two stood in front of the entrance, one behind the other.

Jiang Bang's expression still didn't ease, but he didn't intend to get angry.

Jiang Bang: "Here we come."

Lu Zichuan nodded: "Are you sure?"

Chuanzi has always been smart.

Jiang Bang hummed.

Without warning, he pressed Dou Jinglan's shoulder and turned his head, kissed him quickly on the side of the cheek, then turned to Qu Yingzhe, met his dull eyes, and said.

"We are together, this is my boyfriend, gone."

Qu Yingzhe:?

Qu Yingzhe:? ?

Qu Yingzhe:? ? ?

"What?????!"

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