kiss Me

The nature of the golden retriever fox courtesan is undoubtedly revealed at the dinner table. During a meal, he gets to know the people at the same table, and is surrounded by a few girls to exchange hair care skills-even though he himself knows nothing about it, and his hair is messy when he wakes up every day. It looks like a golden bird's nest, but the hair color is really special, and it becomes an ornamental object every time it comes and goes. It is good-natured and lowers its head for people to touch, smiling like a spring and Jingming, and it seems to be enjoying it.

So when taking a taxi, it was naturally taken away, leaving a guardian alone, only with his roommate and old partner.

"It's so good to be young, I can't bear it anymore," Meng Qi looked at the back of the younger generation walking away together, inexplicably feeling a bit vicissitudes, sighed seriously, and saw Qin Shu's expression again, "Are you tired too? His face doesn't look good."

Qin Shu was silent for a moment, then nodded.

What's the matter, Lin Wu used to be able to have fun, and when he was abroad, he had many more friends than now, and it was common to go to other people's houses for the night - even though he had a grudge at that time, he didn't seem to care that much, at least Not in a bad mood enough to be seen by others.

Why is it getting jealous more and more easily, it's as if the control over emotions has been taken away by others, and many strange emotions have been born along with it.

Meng Qi next to him was still thinking about going back to bed early at night, otherwise he would not be able to get up the next day. The sentence "We supervise each other" was only halfway through when he was interrupted by Qin Shu: "By the way, I may not going back."

A workaholic who doesn't have any bad habits and lives so regularly that he can make a timetable, unexpectedly stays out for two weekend nights in a row—Meng Qi turned his head bluntly, met his gaze, and blinked blankly.

Shocked honest people for a whole year.

However, the smile in those dark jade-like pupils swayed, with an unshakable sincere apology, as clear as if you could see the bottom at a glance, just being stared at like this for a few seconds, people can't feel blame at all ——As if he should be forgiven for everything he does, and everything he does should be taken for granted.

It's not that he is submissive, on the contrary, there is a gentle and unquestionable meaning hidden, but he can't detect it when he looks at each other. When he thinks about it afterwards, he can't help being in a daze. When getting into the taxi, Meng Qi was still thinking, fortunately, Qin Shu is strict with himself at work and doesn't use these tricks, otherwise he will be so tricked by him for a few seconds, even if the other party proposes to retire early and become a shopkeeper, I'm afraid I will agree to it.

When they arrived, the others had already started singing. The small box, with a pineapple beer on the table, seemed a bit modest. As long as they had such a small drink, they probably still listened to what Meng Qi said. went in.

Lin Wu is not very interested in singing, at least not the type who wants to grab wheat from others when he comes up, so he sits in the corner of the sofa as an audience, with a can of pineapple beer in his hand, plays flying chess with a few boys, and waits for others to sing. Noticing the gap between throwing the dice, he suddenly turned his head as if telepathically, and met his gaze across the room full of noise, was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled softly.

The light blond hair is very conspicuous in the darkness, the ends of the hair are stained with swaying bright spots, which are as attractive as the bright smile in the eyes.

"Xiao Lin, it's your turn, why are you in a daze..."

So the golden-haired fox rolled his eyes, tilted his head towards him as a greeting, and then turned back to the game, throwing the bulging cotton dice—it seemed that he cast a good number, which attracted exaggerated booing from the people around him.

Qin Shu deliberated for a moment, then walked over, sat down not too far from that corner, and didn't disturb them, and used the cover of the sofa to brush his phone with his head down and check the to-do list for this week.

A few minutes later, the little fox who had neglected him for a long time came over and sat down between him and the wall spontaneously. Taking advantage of the dim light and no one noticed, he raised his head and printed a pineapple-flavored kiss on the side of his face. The son guiltyly called brother.

"Tired from playing?" Qin Shu didn't interrupt his careful thinking, and asked in a tone like a patient and good-tempered guardian. He even stretched out his hand to straighten his messy hair, just stroking a small piece with his fingertips It took a bit of strength to get in the area, causing the young man to suffer so much that he couldn't help snorting.

"Brother, I know I'm wrong, please forgive me..." The golden-haired fox raised his head and rubbed his palm, his tone was cute and sincere, not all pretending, "I won't be touched by others in the future."

"What does it look like to make people move?" Qin Shu can always find a high-sounding rhetoric for his selfishness, but his tone is serious, so that people can't tell whether it is true or false, "Didn't you promise me not to drink?"

"Pineapple beer is not considered alcohol, and its alcohol content is not as high as that of sweet wine..." Lin Wu knew that he was wrong, and his voice gradually dropped, unable to figure out whether he was angry—it seemed a little bit, but it was not very clear. It doesn't smell as strong of jealousy as it did a few times before.

It was more like some kind of gentle control, hanging him in the air, the surrounding wind was sunny and sunny, but even if he couldn't fall to the ground, he couldn't touch the invisible bottom line.

Qin Shu stopped talking, and lowered his eyelashes to look at him quietly. The colorful light fell into those eyes, and was divided into tiny light spots, like a neon nebula shrouded by an artificial moon, showing an unreal warmth.

I changed another song, I don’t know who ordered it, it’s like a love song in the 90s, there’s a part in Hokkien in the middle, and a few voices sang along in a mess, and I couldn’t speak clearly enough to laugh—the surrounding area was obviously very lively and cheerful It was almost noisy, but all the sounds seemed to be cut off by some invisible medium, so he was locked in a transparent cage beside Qin Shu, unable to hear or see clearly, and there was no room for him to fly away.

A little bewildered - when he heard himself say the phrase "It really doesn't taste like wine, try it if you don't believe me", he thought a little dazedly that he seemed to be a little bewildered.

Then he took the can of pineapple beer that was almost empty, took the last sip in his mouth, pretended to be calm, leaned over, pressed the young man's thin lips, and squeezed the fruity wine along the lips. Point to cross over.

Rather than flattering, perhaps it is more suitable to call it a temptation-after all, an apology should be coquettish, and obediently throw away the bottle to express that you will not touch it again, instead of doing the opposite and dragging the other person to sink together.

But at first he wanted to act coquettishly and apologize, and muddle through like before.

Before realizing that Qin Shu's possessiveness towards him had diminished.

The wine was cold, but it was warmed by the young man, and it showed a different kind of sweetness between the intertwined lips and teeth - but Qin Shu didn't like the taste of alcohol, nor did he like such aggressive temptations. Wrinkled, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed the sweet and bitter liquid without tasting it.

Then, with some effort, he pushed the child back into the sofa, abruptly interrupting the untimely kiss.

"Be obedient, stop making trouble, what should you do if someone sees you?"

Lin Wu leaned back on the back of the sofa, sticking out the tip of his tongue like a cat to lick away the remaining liquid from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were squinted by the light, and he didn't care about the person across the sofa, his gaze was still on his lips , Gently answering irrelevant questions: "Brother, why aren't you angry?"

Why not be jealous, and not respond to an out-of-bounds intrusion?

Don't you care about me?

"When my senior sister touched my hair just now, she said that it feels very good, and it is much softer than it looks," he swallowed, and picked up the fire in a leisurely manner, completely gone from the previous half-truth and half-false weakness and guilty conscience. ——At least it looks like this, "There is also this can of wine. When playing flying chess, a senior has never drank alcohol and wanted to borrow it from me... If I agree, will it be considered an indirect kiss? "

"Brother, even so, are you still not angry?"

During the interview during the day, he seldom wore an ordinary shirt with a simple design. After the interview, he probably found it too monotonous. He added a tie-like decoration with exaggerated printing and high saturation. Pull a flower.

So now the collar of the shirt is vacant as he leans back, the first button is undone, and the tie hangs lazily to the side, revealing the hollow outline between the collarbones on both sides, which is the unique thinness and sharpness of young people, Filled with the blue and purple intertwined light of the ambient light -- and the slightly sinking gaze of the person in front of him.

Qin Shu knew how to deal with him, knew what the demagogue was hiding, and knew what he was trying to achieve by showing this appearance.

The long-suppressed jealousy was fueled by a more straightforward impulse, clamoring "that's what he wants", but the rationality in the bottom of my heart has not yet died down, and the loop starts with "It can't be like last time", "No The lengthy admonition at the end of the "jealous position" tied up his impulsiveness.

In the end, reason still prevailed, driving him to reach out his hand calmly and button the shirt button of the collar of the other party, the action was meticulous and thoughtful, without any sign of losing his composure.

Even disregarding the child's aesthetics, he tied the tie in a well-regulated manner, brushed his fingertips over the bright sunflower pattern, and patiently smoothed out the small abrupt folds.

"Don't be angry, brother, I believe you know what's in your heart, but..." He leaned over while straightening his collar, and whispered something into the little fox's ear, his voice was deliberately lowered so that only the two of them could hear clearly.

The cool fingers were still resting on the young man's collar, holding the knot made of the silk tie, as if he could tighten it at any time, strangling the opponent's gradually rapid breathing.

Lin Wu's eyes widened subconsciously, his pupils narrowed slightly, looking out of focus at the bright and flickering lights, he was unbearably hooked by the faint breathing in his ears, and could hardly hear the words of the person above him amidst the noisy heartbeat. All he knew was that it was an admonition he had never heard before, and the words and sentences pieced together a strange and dark dream, which made people fearful and unconsciously wanted to explore more.

Qin Shu said that he forgave him, not to be an example, and said that being popular is not a bad thing, but one should pay attention to the scale and the occasion - obviously every sentence is an old saying that he has heard, but there is still something that exceeds his threshold and makes him Some couldn't bear it, and their thoughts turned into boiling porridge.

For example, the calm and even breathing that fell on his ears.

For example, Qin Shu's sentence "Do you want to be a little bit fierce to you, shut you up at home and only see me every day, and you will be very happy."

"Brother...Brother," his waist was weak, his voice was broken into several pieces intermittently, mixed with a strong nasal voice, "I won't, don't talk like that, it's too..."

Qin Shu stopped, and kissed his earlobe comfortingly, straightened up with the same look of calmness, with good self-control as usual, without any flaws.

The tone is also gentle, more like ordinary harmless curiosity than a lesson: "Why don't you ask me if I'm angry now?"

The young man's out-of-focus eyes only regained some focus, he pursed his lips tightly and refused to answer, silently turned his face away, showing a rare childish tantrum, as if being embarrassed by his teasing.

The rhythm of the chest rising and falling was still unnatural, and the thin pinnae were already flushed.

Qin Shu patted his head, feeling a little unbearable, his words were cautiously serious, but not always like a playful joke: "I can't stand it after just a few words, do you still want me to like you?"

Only then did Lin Wu raise his eyelids to look at him, his eyes were covered with a layer of moisture, as if they were about to gather into tears and fall down in a blink of an eye.

Then he popped out two words in a fit of anger: "Yes."

Qin Shu laughed, a little uncomfortable with his naive look, but couldn't help but find it cute. Thinking of the tweets on the official account that taught people how to fall in love that he read two days ago, he wondered if it's time to soften his attitude and coax him coax.

But obviously this kind of experience cannot be applied between them, because a certain little fox quickly adjusted his state, shook his head and came up again, the corners of his eyes were still red, but he had already put out that heartless smile: "Brother, I'm not that good yet."

I don't know who was about to cry in a panic just now - the little rift before disappeared without a sound. Qin Shu nodded in a good temper, and said with a smile that I know, that's why he pretended to be fierce to teach you a lesson.

Lin Wu wondered where he was pretending, it was clearly showing his true nature, and before he had time to tease him, he heard someone calling his name from behind the sofa not far away: "Where is Lin Wu? He plays the piano so well, and he must be good at singing too." Come on, let's sing a song..."

After a few rounds, everyone was tired from singing, so they looked for someone who still had strength to fill in the remaining ten minutes.