single sickness

There was no parking space in the old bungalow area, so Du Chi parked his car in the underground parking lot of a nearby shopping mall.

It's only one kilometer away from the shopping mall to go home, but I was stuck in traffic for a long time just now, and it's past seven in the evening, so I don't know when I'll be able to get it when I go shopping for food and cooking.

Du Chi unbuttoned his seat belt, looked at Xiang Mo beside him and asked, "How about going upstairs to eat?"

Xiang Mo didn't intend to go home for dinner, so he answered "Yes", but thinking about this weekend, he asked again: "Will you line up?"

The business district where this shopping mall is located is the busiest place in the city, even if it is not a weekend, it is also very lively on weekdays.

"No." Du Chi said, "The restaurant I ordered is upstairs."

"So you didn't cancel the appointment?" Xiang Mo was slightly surprised.

While driving, when encountering traffic lights, Du Chi would occasionally play with his cell phone.

Xiang Mo originally thought that Du Chi had told the restaurant that he would not go to eat, but he did not expect that the restaurant was set so close to his home, and it looked like there was no appointment time, otherwise the restaurant should have called to inquire.

Strong routine meaning.

Anyway, the restaurant and home are in the same direction, so let's coax Xiang Mo into the car first. As for whether to go to the restaurant, we'll talk about it later.

Xiang Mo frowned slightly: "You wouldn't have made up your mind a long time ago, would you?"

He didn't intend to cook at all, so he just watched the time in the car and sniped him into the net.

"How can it be called a calculation?" Du Chi wrote lightly, "It's just courtship."

I don't know if it was because of a guilty conscience, or because he finally had a chance to confirm the relationship between the two, after Du Chi said this, he moved towards Mo.

The empty parking lot is very suitable for kissing, and the faint smell of perfume makes Xiang Mo a little intoxicated.

But he was very clear-headed at the moment, pressed Du Chi's lips with his palm, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why didn't you tell me that Fang He is your art museum?"

If it wasn't for this stinky dog's fierce attack, Xiang Mo almost forgot to settle accounts with him.

"Internal ticket? Huh?" Xiang Mo's eyes were slightly cold, "Is it interesting to play tricks on me?"

Du Chi smiled softly, and took Xiang Mo's hand covering his lips into his hand: "My wife, I was wrong."

I haven't heard this title for several days, but somehow I feel pleasant and comfortable.

Xiang Mo's tone softened, and he asked, "So you found out about my art exhibition by accident?"

"Well, I saw the circle of friends forwarded by my dad." Du Chi said, "I thought it was interesting, so I went to see it."

"Then you said I was a porn artist." Xiang Mo frowned.

"I just like pornographic artists." Du Chi smiled sternly, "I didn't expect such a coincidence that you would live in my previous house."

"Then you," Xiang Mo suddenly thought of Du Chi's moving out, "why did you move out from home?"

Since he can still go back to pick up the car, it means that the relationship with his family should not be too bad.

"I told you, my dad wants me to help him with household affairs, but I just want to do my own thing."

This is what Du Chi vaguely revealed when the three of them were chatting on the balcony on the day Luo Yang broke up in love.At that time, Xiang Mo didn't care much about other people's family affairs, so he didn't think about it deeply, but now it seems that he has accidentally learned a lot about Du Chi.

"Then your dad didn't impound your car?" Xiang Mo asked strangely.

"It was originally deducted." Du Chi should think it was funny himself, and his tone was full of "it's a coincidence", "The font I designed won an award, and my dad changed a little bit, so he didn't make things difficult for me anymore."

In other words, the relationship between Du Chi and his family has eased somewhat.Xiang Mo thought distractedly.

He would rather not relax, so...

Du Chi obviously noticed Xiang Mo's distraction, tilted his head slightly, and looked into Xiang Mo's eyes: "Honey, I won't move out for the time being."

He really wanted to hide nothing from Du Chi.

But even if you are seen through, you can't lose your momentum.Xiang Mo said lightly: "Whatever you want, I don't care."

"You'd better be okay." Du Chi said as he leaned over and bit Xiang Mo's lips, but Xiang Mo avoided him for a moment.

"I didn't say anything about the museum, so let it go."

The award can be blamed on Xiang Mo, after all he pushed Du Chi away.But he didn't tell anything about the art museum, it was Du Chi's deliberate mischief.

"So I can't kiss you yet?" The big dog frowned, protest written all over his face.

"Find out your own way." Xiang Mo dropped this sentence, turned his head and got out of the car, but didn't see Du Chi narrowing his eyes slightly, and said "OK" to himself.

The restaurant that Du Chi ordered was a western restaurant. The pure black wall at the entrance and the silver signboard created a low-key and luxurious texture. At first glance, it was not of the same level as other restaurants around.

Xiang Mo had also passed by this restaurant when he came to the mall to watch a movie before, but after seeing the decoration, he didn't want to go in, or didn't dare to go in.It's not that I can't afford it, but that I don't know what to order.

Opening the menu, from top to bottom, there were dishes that Xiang Mo couldn't understand.However, the expected embarrassment did not appear, because Du Chi sitting opposite gave Xiang Mo a sense of security.

In fact, whether there is money or not is not a plus for Xiang Mo.

He himself lived a life of low desire and did not pursue material things too much, so Du Chi's family conditions had no effect on him.

But it is undeniable that a good family background can bring a broader perspective, just like the way Du Chi talks with the sommelier now, Xiangmo is somewhat fascinated.

Sommelier: "Steak needs a wine with super high tannins to relieve greasiness. I recommend this to you."

Du Chi: "Is it a heavy barrel?"

Sommelier: "Of course. You are still really professional. The Maillard reaction is suitable for wine in heavy barrels."

In the end, Du Chi ordered a traditional Bordeaux blend, and it took a lot of time to inspect the bottle and check the cork.

When the sommelier finally left, Xiang Mo couldn't help lowering his head and smiled, but his smile was obviously not at the right time, Du Chi raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Xiang Mo raised his head, there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I just think it's a little funny when you open your screen."

"Open the bottle?" Du Chi looked at the red wine bottle in confusion.

"The peacock opened its tail." Xiang Mo couldn't help laughing again, "It turns out that dogs can also open their tails."

Du Chi pursed his lips, unhappiness gathered between his brows.

Fearing that the stinky dog ​​would be really angry, Xiang Mo held back his smile and said half-truthfully, "You don't need to emit your hormones like this, you are already charming enough."

It sounds like remedial words, but in fact, this is what Xiang Mo thinks in his heart.

He didn't want to say it so bluntly, so he teased the stinky dog ​​first, and he wanted to make a fuss before suppressing it.

Du Chiying couldn't tell whether Xiang Mo's words were true or false, so he stopped entangled, skillfully cut the steak on the plate, and asked Xiang Mo, "Don't you like this?"

"It's hard to say whether you like it or not." Xiang Mo said, "Different people."

Du Chi paused.

"Your words," Xiang Mo said deliberately slowly, "I like it."

The remedy is very good.

Just now Du Chi had a hint of displeasure at the end of his eyes because of what he said, but now the corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and his tone is much lighter: "I thought you liked this tone."

"Why?" Xiang Mo asked strangely, he didn't seem to have expressed his thoughts on this, right?

"Because your ex-boyfriend always wears a suit." Du Chi put the cut steak in front of Xiang Mo, and exchanged it with his untouched steak.

Xiang Mo suddenly thought of how Du Chi ignored Qian Kun the day he appeared.

He said, if you are not interested in this topic, don't talk about it.

Du Chi said that there are still places of interest.He asked Xiang Mo why he liked Qian Kun.

Now it seems that many things have already been foreshadowed.

Xiang Mo didn't expect Du Chi to have such small thoughts, and the dimples on his cheeks came out unconsciously.

"You still secretly think about my ex-boyfriend's clothes?"

"No?" Du Chi asked back.

"Okay." Xiang Mo thought to himself, go home and reward you well.

Walking home from the mall, it was already dark.

Normally, Xiangmo would not be like this. When passing by Aunt Zhou's flower shop, he would be in such a good mood to touch the rose at the door.

He couldn't tell why he was so excited, but he could still feel it, perhaps it was the nourishment of love.

After returning to his small courtyard, Xiang Mo went straight to the kitchen on the second floor without stopping.

The voice-activated lights in the corridor lit up with the footsteps of the two, vaguely illuminating the outlines of the items in the kitchen.

Looking at the dim environment, Xiang Mo turned around and put his arms around Du Chi's neck, and said softly, "You asked if you could do it in the kitchen."

The meaning of wanting could not have been more obvious. Xiang Mo had never been so bold before, and his tone was inevitably a little apprehensive.

He wiped Du Chi's jaw line with his lips, came to his ear, suppressed the heat in his heart and said two words: "Yes."

The back waist was suddenly tightened, and the big hands pinched the round buttocks.Du Chi couldn't help but hugged Xiang Mo to the dining table, and leaned towards his lips.

But as soon as their lips touched, Xiang Mo immediately avoided.

It's not that he resisted kissing Du Chi, but that he told Du Chi to find a way by himself, and that way Du Chi knew clearly, it was to fuck him to climax.

He thought that there was enough tacit understanding between the two of them to play this kind of little fun.

He also thought that Du Chi would listen to him.

"Teacher Xiang." Du Chi backed away suddenly, a cunning flashed in his eyes under the dim light.

"Huh?" Hearing this alienated address, Xiang Mo was slightly taken aback.

"I still have to go for a walk with the dog." Du Chi said solemnly.

Sanmao came to the door of the kitchen at some point and gave a "bark" to the two of them.

"Don't you know how to play with yourself?" Du Chi was talking about what Xiang Mo did on the bed when he went up to get the condom that night, "You should play by yourself first."

After finishing speaking, he opened Xiang Mo's legs that were clamped around his waist, and rubbed the back of his neck casually with his right hand, leaving a chic back, and left the kitchen without hesitation.

Xiang Mo froze in place, and after a long while, a raging fire burst into his eyes.

This smelly dog.

Xiang Mo gritted his teeth and stopped dating him.

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Xiang Mo: Maomao fist, get ready.