"Huh?" Wen Yan was cooking, but Xie Cishu pushed the door in unexpectedly, "Why are you back?"

"I miss you." Xie Cishu went over to hug Wen Yan and kissed him first, "Can't wait for tomorrow."

Wen Yan turned off the fire, and made a fuss with the words of thanks.

"Is it all right?" Wen Yan asked softly.

"Yeah." Xie Cishu nodded, and took a box of freshly made chocolates from the suitcase, "I ordered it in the morning, and I'll hurry back when I pick it up."

Wen Yan raised his hand to signal Xie Cishu to take both of his hands, and Xie Cishu smiled and took a piece to Wen Yan.

"It's sweet."

The Xie Ci book did not order a large box, and neither of them is a sweet person, they just tasted a few pictures and something new.

Wen Yan took some more shrimp from the refrigerator and added another dish.

In the evening, Xie Cishu went to take a bath, Wen Yan hung up his clothes, and touched the things in Xie Cishu's pocket. He remembered that Xie Cishu didn't usually have the habit of putting things in his pockets. When it didn't arrive, I took it out and took a look.

A small ticket for a couple suite in a hotel in F City.

Wen Yan was about to knock on the bathroom door, but after calming down for a few seconds, he still put his hand down. From the bottom of his heart, he believed in Xie Ci.

As soon as Xie Cishu came out of the bathroom, he saw the receipt on the bedside table. He seemed to think of something instantly. Just as he was about to explain, Wen Yan suddenly pulled him into his arms. Before Xie Cishu could speak, he kissed him Going up, from the living room to the bedroom, there is a strong possessiveness and imperceptible anger hidden in the kiss that Wen Yan has never shown.

A small ticket seemed to have torn some serious hole.

"Words." Xie Cishu has never seen such a gentle word. It is different from usual, but it makes him like it even more. It is a different kind of sexy. I wish that a look can make his heart warm, but he still has to explain In one sentence, he was afraid that Wen Yan would misunderstand, "It was opened by Shen Tianhang. He went upstairs in a hurry, so the front desk gave me the receipt. I put it in my pocket. Really, if you don't believe me, I can call Shen Tianhang to confirm."

"I see." Wen Yan only gave Xie Cishu a short chance to breathe, then kissed him again, and pushed him down on the bed. He believed what Xie Cishu said, but in the current situation, there was no need to retreat.

The opportunity is there, and it will happen when conditions are ripe.

"Achi." Wen Yan's voice was low, as if he could no longer hold back his eagerness and affection, "Do you want to sleep with me?"

Xie Cishu's eyes lit up, afraid that Wen Yan would regret it, he said quickly, "Think."

"Do you want to sleep?" Xie Cishu asked tentatively.

"Yeah." Wen Yan was still on fire, and he couldn't tell if the fire had simmered down over the years, or it was just because of the small ticket for the couple's suite in the hotel.

Xie Cishu was pleasantly surprised within 5 minutes before being blushed by Wen Yan.

"People have 24 ribs, let me guess which one of your ribs is the most sensitive." Wen Yan's blunt and fiery eyes fell on Xie Cishu without concealment.

Xie Cishu's ribs are not a sensitive place at all, Wen Yan counted them carefully, and still whispered the number in Xie Cishu's ear, and Xie Cishu couldn't bear it when he counted to the sixth rib.

"Don't...don't count..."

"I haven't finished counting yet, so why worry." Wen Yan seemed to have not seen the letter of thanks being teased unbearably, "How many are you counting?"

Xie Ci gritted his teeth and remained silent.

"Don't say? Then I can only count from the beginning." Wen Yan said regretfully.

"The... seventh root." Xie Cishu closed his eyes and said, he thought that this night might be difficult, but he really didn't expect such a sweet torture, Wen Yan is obviously a chick.

"Then let's keep counting, you count, okay?" The gentle and soft voice bewitched.

Xie Cishu nodded resignedly, endured the shame, and let the gentle words be happy.

"Mr. Xie, I want to find your exclusive doctor..." He asked softly, "Is that okay?"

"Yes." Xie Cishu nodded, he was eager to get to the point quickly.

With his superb medical background, Wen Yan found it almost without trouble, but he still had to ask knowingly, "Is this here?"

"Yes." Xie Cishu tightly clutched the bed sheet.

"Then Mr. Xie, please tell me, how does it feel?" Wen Yan asked persistently.

No matter how nonsense Xie Cishu used to say, no matter how much he imagined in his heart, he couldn't say it now, he gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound, silently begging Wen Yan to let him off with understanding.

"Can't you feel it? It seems that my movements are not in place." Wen Yan smiled lightly.

"Well... Wen Yan... don't..."

"Answer me, how do you feel?" Wen Yan continued to press, insisting on Xie Cishu to tell the reason.

"It's cool, it's cool." Xie Cishu couldn't care about anything, his whole spine was numb.

Wen Yan chuckled, lowered his head and kissed the Xie Ci book.

……

This night, Xie Cishu didn't know how many unspeakable things he said, how many times he cried and begged for mercy to no avail, and wandered between heaven and hell. Everything was given to him by Wen Yan.

Xie Cishu woke up early in the morning, but was still pretending to be asleep, and didn't dare to open his eyes to look at Wen Yan. When he thought of Wen Yan sticking to his ear last night and asking him if he liked it and if he wanted to be heavier, he would nod without any backbone. , and kept begging for Wen Yan, and his ears turned red just thinking about it.

"Don't pretend when you wake up." Wen Yan squeezed Xie Cishu's red earlobe, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Xie Cishu blushed and shook his head, but couldn't bear Wen Yan's gaze, so he nestled in Wen Yan's arms and pretended to be an ostrich.

"Xie Cishu." Wen Yan suddenly and solemnly called Xie Cishu's full name.

"Huh? Are you still angry?" Xie Cishu's voice was so hoarse that he wanted to sit up in a panic, "Hiss..."

"Don't move around." Wen Yan hurriedly supported the person to lie down, "I want to say, I love you."

Xie Cishu was stunned, as if the candy that he had been asking for for a long time suddenly fell into the palm of his hand, and he forgot to grab it for a moment.

"What, are you stupid?" Wen Yan thought Xie Cishu's dumbfounded look was cute, and raised his hand to shake in front of his eyes.

"Say it again." Xie Cishu felt that his back was no longer sore and his legs were no longer weak, and he was so excited that he could fight another [-] rounds. "Say it again, I will record."

Xie Cishu really took out his mobile phone and prepared to record. He felt that the next time he heard these three words might not be when, he had to record it and listen to it repeatedly.

It was rare for Wen Yan not to hang the letter of thanks, "Book of thanks, I love you."

Xie Cishu hurriedly saved the recording, for fear that Wen Yan would go back on his word.

"Why are you suddenly..." Xie Cishu realized Wen Yan's anomaly only after recovering from his surprise.

"It's nothing." Wen Yan kissed Xie Cishu's forehead lightly, "I should have told you a long time ago, but it's already too late."

Xie Cishu felt as if he was soaking in a sugar bowl. If he could spit bubbles, the room would probably be full of pink bubbles now.

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