When I was forced to become a crybaby...

What does he want to taste so close?

How can he taste it so close?

His expression was so serious that he didn't seem to be joking at all.

grunt!Liang Yan panicked, swallowed the ginger water, and looked at Wen Lang desperately: "Swallow."

Wen Lang took the cup over and coaxed him: "It's okay, take another sip."

Seeing his expression getting weirder, Liang Yan pushed the cup to Wen Lang: "Don't you want to taste it? You drink it."

Wen Lang looked over the glass and landed on Liang Yan's plump lips. He had just drank water, and his lips were moist and delicious, "I've drunk the water in the glass, I want to taste it." Is the one in your mouth really spicy?" It should be sweet and sticky.

Liang Yan's small face gradually wrinkled, and he stared at him seriously: "Are you going to kiss me?"

A trace of astonishment flashed across Wen Lang's unclear eyes, and the fingertips hooking Liang Yan's chin gently rubbed against the skin of his chin, his voice was hoarse and weary, with suppressed and raging desire: "Is it okay?"

Liang Yan stared at him for a moment, the end of his eyes gradually turned red, and his eyes also became wet: "Wen Lang, you bastard." As soon as the words came out, the crying could not be stopped, a large tear It fell down the corner of the eye.

Seeing his tears streaming down, Wen Langxiang was stabbed in the back, startled suddenly, his movements were faster than his thoughts, and quickly wiped away Liang Yan's tears with his fingertips: "Why are you crying, don't cry."

"Don't touch me!" Liang Yan waved his hand away, and retreated to the corner of the sofa with his legs curled up. His wet eyelashes were stained with moisture, and he was extremely helpless and pitiful. He said hard words: "I didn't cry, I It's angry."

Wen Lang leaned closer, reaching out his hand to pull him into his arms, Liang Yan who was crying like this, looked distressed: "You don't want to, I won't kiss, don't cry."

Liang Yan had already retreated to the corner of the sofa, holding his knees with his hands, showing a defensive posture, tear-stained, and his voice was hoarse: "You did it on purpose in the elevator just now, didn't you, you hugged me like that to test me, look at me Will it push you away.

I didn't push you away, you went too far, didn't you? "

Yes, and no, what Liang Yan said was correct, he was indeed tentatively approaching in the elevator, Liang Yan didn't feel disgusted, so he became more greedy, wanted more, wanted to possess more.

But he is sincere, wants to own, wants to hold it in his hand and cherish it.

But Liang Yan's tone obviously misunderstood.

"Liang Yan, I want to kiss you and do some intimate things with you, but..."

"Why do you suddenly want to kiss me? You don't like me, not even boys, why do you want to do intimate things with me?

Is it because others think we are in love, and you want to try it because you are curious, or do you want to use me as an experiment to prove your own orientation! "

"I didn't!" Things were going in the opposite direction as Wen Lang expected.

"But you want to kiss me, but you don't like me." Tears kept streaming while talking, Liang Yan felt that he was going to die of anger.

"I like you, that's why I want to kiss you." Since the night when he came back from recording the show, when he saw Liang Yan in the kitchen, his subconscious mind was awakened.

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally realized that he liked Liang Yan.

He couldn't control his impulse, and even dreamed of worse scenes in his dreams, wanting to get closer, wanting to invade, and wanting to monopolize.

Another teardrop rolled down the corner of his eye. The moment the tear fell, Liang Yan quickly stood up from the sofa. He who never cursed, choked out a dirty word: "You like me? You fucking fart!" He hurried back to his bedroom and slammed the door shut.

Wen Lang's liking just now made him even angrier, and he wanted to lie to himself!

He kept saying that he was not interested in him more than once, how could he suddenly like it, how could he suddenly like it?

Wen Lang looked at the half-cup of ginger water on the tea table, wishing he could whip himself, he messed up the matter.

Liang Yan was still crying when he returned to his room, so he was worried.

Walking to the bedroom, leaning against the door, cautiously: "Liang Yan, did I go in?"

"You go!" Liang Yan's voice was very nasal, and the crying was still going on.

Wen Lang gently pressed the doorknob: "I..." The door was locked by Liang Yan inside, "Be obedient, let me in, I won't touch you anymore, I will explain clearly to you."

Liang Yan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes: "I don't want to see you now, if you are still standing in front of the door, I will leave immediately."

"Don't go, I'll go, I'll go." Wen Lang completely pissed people off this time.

He was really afraid that Liang Yan would leave, so he didn't dare to go upstairs, so he sat down on the sofa and stared at Liang Yan's bedroom door.

Hearing the sound of leaving footsteps, Liang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his tense body relaxed, and sat on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the front, but the fire in his heart couldn't be extinguished.

The whole night, he didn't have a good time, he was in a daze, and he didn't even know if he was asleep or not.

The cold seems to be worse than yesterday, but at the end of the month, he still has two exams, and the third semester is about to enter the group, so he can no longer miss class.

Qiang got up energetically and pushed open the bedroom door.

The sound of the door opening sounded like an order, and the person on the sofa jumped up immediately: "Liang Yan, you're awake."

Wen Lang also looked tired. The clothes he wore last night hadn't been changed yet, so he seemed to have spent the night on the sofa.

Liang Yan glanced at him, and felt a little tangled in his heart, but finally ignored him, turned around and walked into the bathroom to wash up, ready to go to class.

After eating nails early in the morning, Wen Lang frowned and pressed his temples, walked to the bathroom with low eyebrows, raised his hand to knock on the door, but there was a click from inside and it was locked.

Wen Lang stopped with his hand raised in mid-air, dropped it powerlessly for a while, and waited silently at the door. He knew Liang Yan's stubborn temper, and he was still angry, so he couldn't be in a hurry, he had to coax him slowly.

Knowing that he was waiting at the door, Liang Yan deliberately dawdled for a while, but the people outside the door seemed determined and had no intention of leaving.

Afraid of being late for class, Liang Yan opened the door and walked out.

Wen Lang hurriedly took a step forward, and when he saw Liang Yan's unfriendly eyes, he retreated silently, without his usual domineering ruffian, he called him in a low voice: "Liang Yan, don't be angry, okay?"

This time Liang Yan didn't even look at him, he took his bag and went out.

The school was about ten minutes away from his residence, and just halfway there, there were hurried footsteps approaching behind him.

Liang Yan didn't need to turn his head to know that Wen Lang had come after him.

But this time he was quiet, didn't speak, just followed behind silently, acting like a little tail.

Liang Yan's pace quickened, so did his pace, and when Liang Yan's speed slowed down, he also slowed down.

After walking a block, Liang Yan was annoyed by his following, so he turned into a breakfast shop.

If he and Fei Ziming don't eat in the cafeteria, they will come here habitually. His family's milk yellow heart bag is a must. If you eat it this time, you will definitely think about the next time.

Pushing open the door of the breakfast shop and entering, the tail followed automatically. There were a lot of people in the breakfast shop at this time, most of them were students from the University of Economics and Economics. There was only one vacant table, and Liang Yan took it without hesitation.

Wen Lang looked around, but there was no place left, he tentatively walked up to Liang Yan, and discussed in a low voice: "Let me sit down for a while."

"Sit down, I'll go." Said he was about to get up.

Wen Lang had already lost his temper because of him: "I won't sit anymore, I won't sit anymore, I'll stand."

Liang Yan didn't speak, and started ignoring him again.

The breakfast shop is not big, and the storefront is also low. Standing there, he is so tall, it is particularly conspicuous, and people around are all looking at him.

Seeing that he was standing so obediently without sitting down, the two boys at the next table stared at him for a while and said something in a low voice. The one who was dressed a little seductively smiled at him brightly: Lang?"

Standing at attention, Wen Lang only had eyes for Liang Yan, who was angrily ignoring others, but he didn't recover when he heard someone calling him.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the boy boldly walked over and waved his hand in front of him: "Hey, brother, you are Wen Lang."

Only then did Wen Lang notice that someone greeted him, and nodded politely: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Seeing that he had not mistaken the person, the boy became even more excited, and his eyes lit up a few times: "Brother is really you, you are more handsome than on TV! Do you have no place, come to our table." Enthusiastically Invite Wen Lang to take a seat.

But Wen Lang's expression was still calm, although his words were polite, but with obvious alienation: "Thank you, but I have a place."

The boy looked at where he was standing, and thought he was being polite and embarrassed: "Brother, you have been standing all the time, come and sit with us, don't be polite."

As he said that, he wanted to pull Wen Lang's arm, but was avoided, and the expression on Wen Lang's face became a little colder: "I am willing to stand here."

Boy: "..." His eyes turned to Liang Yan, and after a while, he found that this person was also familiar: "You are Liang Yan? You two came together, you are really..." The words stopped halfway.

Liang Yan shook his head again and again: "No, no!"

Wen Lang stood aside and didn't make a sound, but his chest was straight and his jaw was raised, feeling inexplicably proud.

Liang Yan hastily denied it. The boy seemed to be relieved, and his smile returned: "Since you didn't come together, brother, you can go to our table. I like you so much."

Following the boy's words, Liang Yan also looked at Wen Lang.

A certain person was proud that he was just halfway through, and was forced to stop, and resolutely refused: "Thank you for your liking, I won't sit at your table, I just like standing, thank you, you can go back."

The boy invited him several times to no avail, with a face full of disappointment, he reluctantly returned to his seat.

As soon as the boy left, the door of the breakfast shop was pushed open again, and a familiar voice sounded behind him: "Brother Lang?"

"Teacher Liang?"

Fei Ziming and Wei Zhe walked to the table one after the other and sat down unceremoniously. Fei Ziming stared at Liang Yan: "Why are your eyes a little swollen?"

Liang Yan lowered his head a little: "I drank too much water before going to bed last night."

Wei Zhe took the tableware and set it up for Fei Ziming, seeing Wen Lang still standing: "Brother Lang, why don't you sit down?"

Wen Lang glanced at Liang Yan: "..."

Wei Zhe was surprised, and then smiled knowingly: "Oh, I made my boyfriend angry, and I'm punished to stand."

作者有话要说：今天是一条犯了错的温狗←_←感谢在2022-02-2423:55:38~2022-02-2622:54:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 juniper;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 23 bottles of Jiliang Sunliang; 10 bottles of Ni Nixue; 5 bottles of Ling.

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!