you're so stubborn

The young man's body is like a torch with hot oil, and it only needs a little bit of sparks to burn fierce flames.

Under Ouchen's restrained and familiar teasing, Xie Lang's body soon became hot, and then he didn't give Ouchen a chance to break into his jaw, and directly turned over with his arms around Ouchen's body.

After a whirlwind, Ou Chen was pinned down by Xie Lang, and he opened his eyes a little bit blindfolded.

"Thank you, Lang... um!"

Xie Lang blocked all the words in his throat.

Ou Chen didn't expect that Xie Lang would take the initiative to kiss him, so he couldn't find his own rhythm for most of the day, and could only let Xie Lang's tongue swirl in his own lips with crazy temptation.

To be honest, Xie Lang's kissing skills are average, but there is a ferocious yet gentle feeling in his kiss.

When this feeling came to Ouchen's senses wave after wave, Ouchen felt like a lonely boat floating on the wind and waves, being turbulent and at the same time being surrounded by an invisible circle. The atmosphere is covered.

The waves are fierce, and such tenderness is unique.

Ou Chen didn't fight or grab, and let himself indulge in the rhythm of Xie Lang, so that he could completely fall into the siege of the waves and let each other belong only to each other.

Disordered breathing was the beginning of madness, but Xie Lang stopped before the madness.

When the four glued lips suddenly left, there was still an ambiguous sound of water stains, Xie Lang didn't feel embarrassed, because there were more embarrassing things between the two of them.

Neither of them dared to move, each stared at the other with half-open eyes.

The panting breath and beating heart didn't intend to stop, they just became more and more intense under each other's eyes.

Finally, when he couldn't take it anymore, Ou Chen said in a hoarse voice, "Xie Lang...can we continue?"

Xie Lang looked hesitantly at Ouchen's reddened lips, and said after a long time, "I won't continue, I... have to take a shower first."

After finishing speaking, he quickly got off Ou Chen's body, and when he was about to turn around and walk towards the bathroom, Ou Chen quickly sat up and grabbed his wrist, "Xie Lang!"

Xie Lang's mind was in a mess at the moment, he interrupted Ou Chen before he finished speaking, "You stay alone for a while, and I will give you a birthday present when I come out of the shower."

Then without waiting for Ouchen to speak, he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa before entering the bathroom.

Somewhat uncomfortable.

It hurts once the hot water flows through it once.

Xie Lang just looked at himself with drooping eyelids. It's not that he didn't know how the two boys continued, he just couldn't continue.

He hates that posture, hates releasing himself on another person like an animal in heat, and hates the stench that comes out of heat.

But what disgusts him the most is this contradiction of loathing and wanting to release himself on Ouchen at the same time.

Xie Lang couldn't solve this contradiction. This contradiction started from the day he secretly hid Ouchen in his heart, and it surrounded Ouchen like a messy ball of thread.

Can't be solved, can't be cleared.

Just mess there.

After coming out of the shower, Xie Lang didn't wear clothes or blow dry his hair, so he just put on a bathrobe and a towel.

Ouchen on the bed had already taken off his coat, and was lying there in a large font at the moment, with one arm over his eyes.

"Asleep?" Xie Lang walked over and gently pushed his hand, but Ou Chen grabbed it.

"Xie Lang..." Ou Chen moved his arm away, opened his eyes and looked at Xie Lang, his eyes were a little red, and his fair face didn't know whether it was the strength of alcohol, or because he was suffering from suffocation. She was blushing abnormally, and now she frowned slightly, looking aggrieved and pitiful, "I'm going to die of pain..."

Xie Lang's heart sank, and he unconsciously glanced at Ouchen's small tent, pursed his lips, and said, "Go take a shower, after you take a shower...you'll feel better."

Not getting the answer he wanted, Ou Chen sighed sadly and helplessly, then stopped talking, with a downcast expression of unhappiness.

Xie Lang didn't know what to say, so he just sat on the side of the bed and accompanied him without saying a word.

For a while, the only silence in the room was the sound of the air conditioner and the cold wind outside the window.

Ou Chen didn't close his eyes and didn't look at Xie Lang, Xie Lang didn't speak but kept looking at Ou Chen.

As the silence lasted longer, the unhappiness on Ou Chen's face gradually disintegrated, and he pulled the young master's temper and said, "Didn't you say you gave me a gift? What about the gift?"

right!

Ou Chen didn't mention it, Xie Lang obviously didn't remember it.

"It's in the coat pocket, I'll get it," Xie Lang patted Ou Chen's hand, let him go, went to the sofa and took out the cell phone in the coat pocket, walked back quickly, and asked Ou Chen, "Your phone?" Where's the phone?"

Ou Chen didn't speak, and pointed to the coat lying at the foot of the bed.

Xie Lang went to get his phone again, and then selected a few pictures from his phone and sent them to Ouchen's WeChat.

Ouchen's cell phone rang four times in a row before Xie Lang handed him his cell phone.

"Here, let's take a look. I'll change it if I don't like it."

Ou Chen took the phone in a little confusion, opened WeChat and glanced at it, his tempered eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if someone had flipped a switch.

The four pictures Xie Lang sent him were based on the photoshoots they had taken before. Compared with the real and handsome photoshoots, the pictures were only funny and cute, which were quite cute.

Ou Chen flipped through one by one, he liked every one very much.

"Didn't I ask you to draw two? Why did you draw four?" Ou Chen sighed in embarrassment, "It made me suffer from difficulty in choosing."

"Two WeChat profile pictures, two Weibo profile pictures," Xie Lang thought for a while and then said, "If you still use QQ, then I will draw two more QQ profile pictures another day."

"Yo Yo," Ou Chen was in a good mood after hearing this. He pulled his pants and sat up, looking at Xie Lang with a smile in his eyes, "You are so generous, Mr. Xinghe, but I have no money." What can I do for you?"

"Drawing for you, no money required." Xie Lang coaxed.

"Okay..." Ou Chen said happily, "Then I will accept it reluctantly."

Seeing him laughing, Xie Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled too.

"Then you use this as your WeChat profile picture." Ou Chen showed Xie Lang the picture of him holding Xie Lang's collar, and then turned to the picture of Xie Lang holding his head, "I use this... ...Can I change it now?"

"Yes, why not?" Xie Lang turned on his phone, clicked on the WeChat avatar and started to change it.

"Why don't you change it tomorrow..." Ou Chen hurriedly held his hand, "What if the cutie can't find you?"

"It's okay, there are only you and me in his WeChat. If you can't find me, you can find you." Xie Lang held his hand and showed him the selected picture again, "This one, right? .”

After Xie Lang said that, Ou Chen stopped being pretentious. He glanced at Xie Lang's cell phone and nodded, "Ah, yes, you use this one."

"Okay, it's done." Xie Lang showed Ochen the interface for changing his avatar.

"Then you can use it yourself." Ou Chen changed his face again, threw away the phone and pulled his pants and said, "I'm still feeling uncomfortable here, I can't change my profile picture."

"You're excited, aren't you?" Xie Lang raised his eyebrows.

"Hey, yes," Ou Chen got off the bed, and unbuttoned his trousers while speaking, "If you have the ability, come and deal with me."

"...I'm sick." Xie Lang glared at him, rubbed his towels and went to find a hair dryer in the closet near the door.

Ouchen takes a shower quite quickly, it will be ready in less than 10 minutes.

There were already people making samples in front of him, so he followed suit and came out wearing a bathrobe and a towel.Xianghe Zheng Li

Xie Lang had already blown his hair and lay down. He didn't know whether it was because of his drunkenness, or because he was too tired from staying up for several days, and he was already starting to feel sleepy.

Hearing the sound of Ou Chen coming out, he opened his eyes in a daze, "Have you finished washing?"

"Are you sleepy?" Ou Chen came over to cover him with a quilt, "Then you hold on a little longer? I need to blow my hair."

"Go and play." Xie Lang blinked his sore eyes, "I'll wait for you to sleep together."

"Okay, then squint, your eyes are red." Ou Chen put his hands on Xie Lang's eyelids, and waited for him to close before drying his hair.

The hair dryers in the hotel are relatively weak, and it is not noisy to turn it on to the third gear, but Ouchen still only turns on the second gear.

Boys' hair is short and can be dried quickly without a lot of wind.

When he turned off the light and returned to the bed, Xie Lang was still asleep, Ou Chen could feel Xie Lang's urge to move to the side the moment he came up, and then he didn't move again.

Ou Chen knew why he didn't move, it was because he was afraid that he would get angry, but Xie Lang's subconscious movement just now made Ou Chen very uncomfortable, so Ou Chen honestly kept the distance from Xie Lang in the Chuhe-Han realm, and at the same time returned his anger. With a bulging back to him.

Xie Lang knew that Ou Chen was angry again, and was about to move over a little to shorten the distance between them, when he heard Ou Chen say, "Sorry, I forgot to order a room."

Again.

"...I didn't do it on purpose just now," Xie Lang sighed, and stretched out a hand to poke Ou Chen's back, "Do you want to hold hands?"

"...No," Ouchen refused decisively, "Go to bed quickly, you'll get up early tomorrow."

"Holding hands won't delay sleep," Xie Lang poked him again, "Just hold hands."

Ou Chen remained silent.

Everyone has their own little secret, this is understandable to Ou Chen, he also asked Xie Lang why, but at that time Xie Lang was unwilling to tell, so Ou Chen didn't ask too much.

But in the final analysis, human beings are just a high-level animal made up of a variety of sensitive emotions, and they cannot be calm enough to live on reason alone.

It is also impossible for Ou Chen to ignore the sadness in his heart because of Xie Lang's subconscious backing away just by understanding.

Lovers should be the most intimate, and every retreat for no reason is like water filled in a balloon.

Ou Chen can understand again and again, and can also convince himself that there is a reason for Xie Lang.

But the tolerance in my heart is so great. When they can't bear it... what will they do?

We are forever in love.

This is what Ou Chen said just now, but now he can't help but imagine what to do if he really can't stand Xie Lang's repeated concessions?

what to do what to do what to do...

The confusion of not getting an answer is like endless dust, which is very annoying.

Ou Chen is also a bad tempered person, before those confused and irritated rush to his Tianling Gai, he suddenly lifted the quilt and sat up facing Xie Lang's direction.

"Xie Lang!" He asked in a restrained tone, "What's the matter with you? We are already very close! You didn't mean it once, you didn't mean it twice, and you didn't mean it every time! But have you ever thought about it? Every time I feel sad, it is sincere! If you really don't want to tell me why you are like this! Then don't let me find out that you are avoiding me! Don't make me feel so bad!"

After Ouchen crackled and said, the room was completely quiet. Under such a quietness, it seemed that Ouchen's angry breathing was particularly obvious.

The lights in the room have been turned off, but the night lights on both sides of the bed are always on, so the room is not so dark that you can't see your fingers.

Xie Lang could also clearly see the sadness in Ou Chen's eyes, but the sadness was too glaring, Xie Lang looked away after watching for a while, and turned his back to Ou Chen.

Seeing Xie Lang like this, Ou Chen felt a pain in his heart for a while, and wanted to get up and leave. Xie Lang always avoided him like this, but he really couldn't bear to leave Xie Lang here alone.

I want to sleep with the quilt covered, but I am afraid that I will play hooligans and fall on others in the middle of the night.

I want to say something to ease the atmosphere, but I really don't want to talk.

Too irritating, there is no such irritating boyfriend.

Gritting his teeth, Ou Chen thought I would go out and open another room, and then heard Xie Lang say, "When Xie Zhicheng didn't divorce Zeng Jia, he always went home to invite friends to drink together..."

Does Xie Zhicheng drink or not have something to do with me?

Ou Chen was muttering in his heart, but he obediently put down his hand that was about to lift the quilt and leave, and acted as a silent audience without saying a word.

"Xie Zhicheng's eyes are high and his powers are low. He doesn't do business well. He only thinks about some messy ways, and the people who get home are all messy garbage."

This sentence was neither salty nor bland, and there was no emotion in it, but Ou Chen's brows were tightened even more.

"In the summer when he was eight years old, Xie Zhicheng brought back a big boss. I don't know the specific boss, but I heard Xie Zhicheng say that the boss wanted to take him to do business with him. To entertain him, Zeng Jia also specially bought a belt for him..."

When he was talking about this, Ouchen's heart jumped suddenly. He seemed to realize what was going on, so he ignored the distance between him and Xie Lang, and quickly moved over to pat Xie Lang's stomach, as if coaxing him Thanks for the same.

"Stop talking, baby, I don't want to know anymore," Ou Chen lay down behind Xie Lang, and at the same time hugged him tightly, "Hurry up and sleep, I'm sleepy, really sleepy, you Don't talk anymore, good night, good night."

But once the gates are opened for some words, it is like a rapid flood leaving the prison, how can it stop just as soon as it is said.

"Both Xie Zhicheng and the big boss drank too much that day, and I didn't go to school that day. When I came home, I happened to meet the big boss who was going to help Xie Zhicheng back to the house. I was still very close to Xie Zhicheng, so I went to help... ..”

"Xie Lang," Ou Chen was already a little afraid to listen, his voice trembling, "Stop talking, I beg you, I'm sorry, it was all my fault just now, I lost my temper, you didn't want anything Stop it, really, please, stop it..."

"After I helped the big boss to help Xie Zhicheng into the house, I couldn't come out again..." Xie Lang paused for a while. He didn't know if he was afraid or needed some courage to support him to continue talking. He held He grabbed the hand on his waist and held it very tightly, "The big boss locked the door when he entered the room. I didn't know what happened at the time, but when I was about to go out and pour Xie Zhicheng a glass of honey water, , the big boss suddenly grabbed me and went to..."

"Xie Lang!" Ou Chen felt so distressed, he grabbed Xie Lang's shoulder, looked fiercely into his eyes and yelled, "I said I don't want to know anymore! I told you not to say anything ! Don't you fucking understand human language!"

Xie Lang's eyes were as calm as stagnant water, as if what he was talking about was not his own experience, but a tragic news that had nothing to do with him.

Such calm eyes met Ouchen's red eyes that were about to cry, like a gust of warm wind blowing in front of him, causing unavoidable waves.

"You have to know." Xie Lang couldn't look into Ouchen's eyes at the moment, he felt suffocated when he saw it, so he raised his hand and clasped Ouchen's neck so that he could stick it against his body, feeling the inside of his neck When the enthusiasm slipped by, Xie Lang continued, "The big boss grabbed me and took me to the bed. I thought he was going to hit me, so I called Xie Zhicheng. Xie Zhicheng was woken up by my call, and he wanted to pull me up in a daze. When we went out, the big boss said that the business he wanted to take Xie Zhicheng to do could earn more than 100 million. Xie Zhicheng was crazy about making money at that time, and he didn't move for a long time after listening to the big boss..."

"At that time, I really believed in Xie Zhicheng, I believed that he could pull me out of the hands of the big boss, so I forgot to struggle..." Xie Lang heard that Ou Chen was crying more and more sadly, so he patted the back of his head Comfort him, "Then he went out, and said a word before going out, pay attention to propriety, my son is still young..."

Ou Chen's heart is broken to pieces. Although he doesn't have a biological mother, he has his father who loves him at home, and when he goes out, his father is always spoiling him. Even the recent Zhou Shuo's father is a good father who loves his son. .

So Ou Chen couldn't have imagined that there are really rubbish parents who don't take their children seriously in this world.

In order to fucking break 100 million, he was so useless that he wanted to exchange his own son for it!

This recognition made Ouchen's heartache more unknown, and it burned his whole body like being roasted on the stove, and the pain turned over.

He wanted to hug Xie Lang, but he didn't know where to hug him. After so many years, he couldn't hug the eight-year-old Xie Lang anymore.

Can only feel distressed, endless distressed...

"Maybe I am a cold-blooded and ruthless person. When I saw Xie Zhicheng abandoning me, my first reaction was not to feel sad or wronged, but to realize that something was wrong with my situation, because the big boss had already started to leave me. Pants are gone..."

Disgusting memories are rotten maggots, and whenever they are recalled, they have a foul smell.

When Xie Lang said this, his eyes were no longer so calm, but his brows were slightly frowned.

"At the age of eight, I am still very weak compared to an adult in his 30s. I can't break free from him, he..." Xie Lang closed his eyes and couldn't continue.

"Stop it, don't talk about Xie Lang," Ou Chen pressed his head into Xie Lang's neck and cried hard. He didn't know if he wanted to give Xie Lang a new bath or what, so he cried, crying Said, "Stop talking, I'm in so much pain, I'm fucking dying of pain...."

Xie Lang pinched the back of his head, and lifted him a little to save him from crying so anxiously that he could not breathe.

Then he calmed down his breathing and continued, "He got an unpleasant smell on me, I felt dirty, I struggled even harder, and he came to take off my clothes even more excitedly... "

"I knew that Xie Zhicheng was guarding outside, and I also knew that he would not come to save me, so I struggled desperately..." Xie Lang was probably a little confused when he recalled this, so his tone of voice became confused , "I don't know how I struggled to get to Zeng Jia's dressing table. I found a pair of small scissors on the dressing table. The scissors were very small, and they were used by Zeng Jia to trim eyebrows. It stands to reason It shouldn't be too lethal..."

"Probably because I was too scared at the time, so I used the small pair of scissors to cut off the tendon of the hand that the big boss was holding on to my waist... If Xie Zhicheng hadn't heard the sound coming in, I guess I can kill him."

"That's why I hate men," Xie Lang put his arms around Ou Chen, lowering his voice, "When I secretly liked you, I also hated myself. I think I'm the same kind of person as the big boss. People feel sick and want to vomit just by looking at it, so I dare not get close to you, and I dare not like you... Ou Chen, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, you've never made me feel sick before."

"It's always been me who makes me sick..."

Not liking is instinct, liking is resisting instinct.

The fact that Xie Lang went against his instinct to like Ou Chen already made Ou Chen very distressed.

But while he felt distressed, a fire was burning at the same time, and now hearing Xie Lang apologize to him so humblely, he really couldn't help but burn the fire to the surface of the earth.

fuck you!

Why is there so much garbage on this earth! ! !

No matter how long Ou Chen cried, Xie Lang hugged him patiently.

When Ou Chen was about to cry himself to sleep, he felt numbness in his arm belatedly, so he called out to Xie Lang in a strong nasal voice, "Xie Lang, my arm is numb."

"You were crying with your arms." Xie Lang didn't want to hear him cry, so he purposely teased him, but he hadn't calmed down yet, so his funny tone seemed very blunt.

Ou Chen didn't answer his words, turned over and lay down on his back, turned his head and asked Xie Lang, "Can we still hold hands now?"

Xie Lang raised the corner of his mouth and smiled softly, "I've been cuddling for a long time, so there's nothing wrong with holding hands."

Under the quilt, the two held hands.

After crying for too long, Ou Chen's eyes hurt a little, but he still turned his head to look at Xie Lang.

"Xie Lang," he cried aggrievedly as soon as he opened his mouth, "Why are you so pitiful? It's so easy to like someone. This person is so unreasonable. You must tear your scars to him Look at what the wound inside looks like, you are really stupid, then let him yell at you if he yells, and he dare not break up with you, you really just tear open the wound and show him, how painful it is. ..."

"I don't hurt," Xie Lang wiped his tears with his other hand, "he hurt for me."

"It hurts...he saw it and felt it too..." Ou Chen turned his face sideways and kissed Xie Lang's palm.

"Then can you tell him for me," Xie Lang said softly, "let him coax me too."

This was the first time Ou Chen heard Xie Lang talking to him in such a coquettish tone, he couldn't help but smiled, "Say it."

"The couple portraits have to be used by two people together, so let him change our couple portraits." Xie Lang said.

Only then did Ou Chen recall that he had just played a little temper and told Xie Lang to use the couple's avatar himself, but it turned out that he really didn't change the avatar for a while.

So he quickly took the phone on the bedside table, quickly clicked into WeChat and changed to the avatar he liked, and then clicked into Xie Lang's WeChat dialog box to send him a small emoji of a Band-Aid.

Xie Lang didn't look at the phone when it rang, but squeezed Ou Chen's palm, "What did our brother Ou Chen send me?"

"Here." Ou Chen turned the phone over and showed it.

"What's this?" Xie Lang glanced at the little expression he sent, but didn't realize what it was for a long time.

"Band-aid," Ouchen locked the phone and put it back on the bedside table, and put his arms around Xie Lang's waist again when he lay down again, "Xie Lang, don't keep your distance from me in the future, I won't deliberately disgust you, you I can't do anything to disgust me. I was wrong about today's incident. I was too selfish and only thought about my own happiness. But don't worry, things like this will never happen again in the future, because... .”

After a pause, Ou Chen said again, "I am your boyfriend and also your Band-Aid. From now on, I will only protect you and not hurt you."

I'm your boyfriend and your Band-Aid.

In the future, I will only protect you, not hurt you.

These two sentences are actually quite heartwarming and sincere in the current situation, but Ou Chen has always been a very greasy sunny boy in Xie Lang's heart.

Although it's quite contradictory, such an image is very contradictory, so Xie Lang is also quite helpless. He stared at Ou Chen for a long time, but still couldn't bear to say something.

"Can I say, are your words...very greasy?"

Ou Chen was stunned for a moment, then laughed again, "Is it more greasy than the birthday present for my boy?"

"Hey," Xie Lang rubbed between his brows speechlessly, "This is the first time in my life..."

"I like it very much," Ou Chen pulled Xie Lang's hand on his waist and let him hug him, looking into Xie Lang's eyes and said, "Baby, some damage has already been done, and I won't tell you to forget it It's such nonsense, what I want to say is, don't look back in the future, I'm right by your side, you just look at me, okay?"

It wasn't the first time Xie Lang hugged Ouchen's waist, but it was indeed the first time for the two of them to hug Ochen's waist while lying on the same bed wrapped in bathrobes.

Hands can feel the temperature of Ochen's body through the bathrobe, knee to knee can feel the other's bones, thighs can feel the other's desire.

When these real feelings densely enveloped Xie Lang, he felt that the bottle that had been trapped around him had finally cracked a gap.

Xie Lang looked into Ou Chen's eyes, there was a light tearing the gap.

"Okay," he looked at the light, "just look at you."

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I was so tired of this young couple