never forget [criminal investigation]

As soon as the guard left, a group of people headed by Mouse immediately surrounded him, their attitude was obviously much more enthusiastic than when Xing Yue first came.

"Little brother, how old are you? What's your name?"

"Why did you come in?"

"How many years was the sentence?"

"Where are you from?"

"Are you an actor? Did you evade taxes?"

"I think he looks like a college student."

"You stabbed the teacher?"

"I think he hooked up the daughter-in-law of a rich man, and then the two partnered to kill the rightful owner."

"Fuck, it's cruel enough."

"Then why are you crying..."

"All right, all right, stop guessing!" Xing Yue stopped in front of Xiang Hai, blasting away this wave of unrestrained imagination and curiosity that had no place to rest, "Is it all idle?"

"It's not idle." The mouse chuckled, spun his heels, and turned back, "Little brother, how did you come in? Tell me, it's all here, what else is there to hide. "

Xiang Hai pulled his sleeve and wiped his face, raised his head, "Beat someone."

"Killed?" The mouse really got excited again.

Xiang Hai shook his head.

The mouse was slightly disappointed, but immediately discovered a new point of excitement.He stabbed Xing Yue's arm, "Brother, did you hear that, little brother Ren is in the same way as you."

"Is it because you good-looking people like to beat people when you have nothing to do?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Xing Yue raised his chin, "We beat the same person, don't you believe it?"

Xiang Hai and Mouse looked over at the same time.

The mouse's small eyes blinked twice, and he curled his lips, "You can pull it down." After speaking, he stretched his neck and asked Xiang Hai, "Little brother, how many years have you been sentenced?"

Xiang Hai's eyes were still on Xing Yue, and he replied dumbly, "Six months a year."

Mouse gave a thumbs up when he heard it, "You have a good grasp of the scale!" Then he glanced at Xing Yue playfully, "Better than you for half a year."

Xiang Hai pursed his lips all of a sudden.

Xing Yue frowned, and was about to say something when the bell for breakfast rang.

The cooks immediately lined up consciously.

Xing Yue turned his head, and whispered to Xiang Hai who had been looking at him, "It's time to eat." After speaking, he seemed to think of something again, and hurried to his bed, took out something and stuffed it into his clothes.

Turning around and seeing that Xiang Hai was still standing blankly, he lightly supported his waist, "Don't think about anything else, eat first."

He pushed Xiang Hai to the end of the team, let him stand behind him, turned around and told, "Follow me, follow me closely."

So Xiang Hai stood very close, and when he raised his eyes, he could see the mole behind Xing Yue's left earlobe, and the residual warmth of his palm on his waist.

It seems he is not dreaming.Then, what Xing Yue said just now that he beat up the same person must be true.

But he didn't know anything, and no one had ever mentioned it to him.All I know is that Yuan Guoping never showed up in court.

With a bang, the door of the cell was pulled open.At this time Xing Yue suddenly turned around and pushed him to the front, "Let me follow you."

The team moved, and the speed was getting faster and faster.Xiang Hai followed closely.

Xing Yue looked at his back.

In three months, Xiang Hai became much weaker.When I put my hand on his back just now, I could still feel the protruding bones through the clothes.

In this way, he was consumed bit by bit.

What's more, in those amber eyes, the expression that once fascinated him is being swallowed up by intense anxiety and guilt.

Xing Yue understood what he was thinking, and also knew that he had been watching him.That gaze was heavy on his back.

He was a little afraid of that look.

He didn't make this choice to prove anything, nor can he prove anything, and there is nothing to prove between him and Xiang Hai.He just thought about it and did it.

But when he finally got his wish and saw Xiang Hai, he suddenly felt selfish again.

Xiang Hai must also want the two of them to be together, but can he accept such a unilateral and reckless way?

What is he thinking now?

The person you've been thinking about day and night is right in front of you, and you have to look back every few steps you take.

At first Xing Yue could still smile at him, but later he simply turned his face away.

He felt that maybe Zhou Xun was right, and he had a big heart.But Xiang Hai's heart is much more delicate, even the flowers he sent and the random card inside, he cherishes them like treasures.

Now that I have given him two years like this, how should he arrange it?

In the cafeteria, twelve people sat around a table.Xiang Hai watched helplessly as the pot of steamed buns and a few small dishes of pickles disappeared in an instant.

Xing Yue took two steamed buns, took a bite himself, and handed the other to him, "Eat it quickly."

Xiang Hai took it and bit off a small piece, but his eyes still stayed on Xing Yue's face.

He found that Xing Yue ate very quickly, and half of the steamed bun disappeared in the blink of an eye.Not only him, everyone at the table ate very fast, as if they were in a competition.

At this time, Xing Yue put down half a steamed bun, and took out two snacks, a bag of beef jerky, and a bag of chicken breast from his clothes.

He tore open the package, poured the beef jerky into Xiang Hai's porridge, and then opened the snacks and passed them over, "If you don't like steamed buns, you can eat this, eat it quickly, it will be time later."

Xiang Hai stared blankly at his skillful movements, then turned his gaze and found that almost everyone was adding ingredients to the porridge bowl.

He took another big mouthful of steamed buns, lowered his head and swallowed hard, choking until his eyes burned.

The tasteless steamed buns fell into the bitterness, so the pale porridge fainted with small ripples.

He picked up his sleeves and gave a quick wipe to his face.

In less than two months, the rhythm of Xing Yue's life has coincided with this world that should not belong to him.

How did he come here alone?Is there someone to give him a snack?Does anyone add beef jerky for him?Does anyone feel sorry for him?

And it will take another two years for such a day?

At this time, the hand hanging under the table was wrapped in a ball of warmth.

"Eat well, don't think about anything else. You are too thin." Xing Yue didn't look at him, and scooped up porridge with the other hand while talking.

Xiang Hai's steamed bun fell on the table, picked it up quickly, and stuffed it into his mouth.

He spread his five fingers tremblingly, intertwined with Xing Yue's ten fingers, desperately holding them together.

It has been three months, and he has long been hollowed out by almost desperate thoughts.She thought that she would never have the chance to hold Xing Yue's hand again in this life, and even imagined that those beautiful hands were warming another stranger more than once.

Xiang Hai's thin finger bones seemed to be embedded in flesh and blood, and Xing Yue's fingers were painfully pinched.

Pinch it, pinch it hard!

Pain, longing, grievance, distress, guilt, all vent out.

It wasn't until Xing Yue drank his porridge sullenly that Xiang Hai exhausted his strength and slipped softly into his palm.

"Eat quickly, or it will be too late." Xing Yue rubbed those fingers again, and then let him go.

Xiang Hai picked up the bowl and poured down the rest of the porridge in one go.

Back in the cell, Xing Yue told him that the guards would come to roll call later, and he had to speak loudly when answering.

After roll call and running through the queue, they got on the "bus".

Xing Yue asked Xiang Hai to sit by the window where he sat every day, and sat beside him.

"Brother..." His voice was so stagnant that Xiang Hai couldn't make a sound for a while.

"Cough, brother. Where is this going?"

"Go to a garment factory."

Xiang Hai's voice was very soft, like catkins blown down by the first ray of spring wind, falling warmly in his ears.This made Xing Yue feel as if spring had really come.

He couldn't help sticking to Xiang Hai's side, the arms of the two were squeezed together, and the calves were also touching.

Xiang Hai's body froze at first, but he soon relaxed and pursed the corners of his mouth slightly.

he laughed.Xiang Hai finally smiled again.

Xing Yue was so happy that he almost burst into tears.

It's quite cold in the late spring, but winter has really passed.

He quickly inhaled desperately, "Xiao Hai, have you ever used a sewing machine?"

Xiang Hai shook his head.

"Then you have to study hard, that thing is difficult." Xing Yue also smiled at him.

This bus from the prison to the factory seems to have suddenly turned into a bus for an outing in the student days, full of joyful mood to go to the spring.

"How difficult is it?" Xiang Hai asked.

"...It's very difficult." Xing Yue hid his hand between the two of them and scratched Xiang Hai's leg, "Someone will teach you when the time comes, but you may not be able to learn it."

Xiang Hai frowned, imagined it for a while, and then said, "If you can't learn it, you can teach me later."

"..." Xing Yue looked at him and rubbed his nose, "Anyway...you should learn as much as you can."

"En." Xiang Hai nodded seriously.

The wheels were spinning, there were occasional bumps, and the bodies of the two people bumped into each other lightly from time to time.

After a few back and forth just now, Xing Yue felt that Xiang Hai's mood seemed to relax a lot, but he still kept looking at him, as if he had a lot to say.

There is still a long way to go, and this is not the time to talk, and he is especially afraid that Xiang Hai will say "thank you" and "sorry".So he closed his eyes and leaned his head against the back of the chair, "It's still far away. I'll sleep for a while, and you can sleep for a while."

Xiang Hai agreed, and seeing that he really didn't intend to open his eyes, he turned his gaze out of the window.

The dawn blue at this time is faint, and it is no longer that impenetrable black.

Xiang Hai's gaze pierced the glass, chasing the poplars running outside the car window.

Xing Yue was beside him, quietly.The familiar body temperature, familiar breath, and familiar smile made him accept this almost crazy reality little by little.

He feels like a hypocrite now.

In two years, he stole two years of good time from Xing Yue's life.

After ten years of accumulation, this should be his moment of blooming.

Ordinarily, I should be ashamed to be ashamed, but after only half the morning, I became shamelessly happy.

Do you deserve it?How can you laugh?

"But Xing Yue also looks very happy." A voice defended him in his heart.

"That's because he's stupid." Another voice immediately pierced his hypocrisy, "You know it, but you're still using him."

At this time, the car turned a corner and the speed was quite fast.Driven by inertia, Xing Yue's body really pressed towards this side as if he had no bones.

Xiang Hai was squeezed flat against the car window.

He felt that Xing Yue might have done it on purpose.

Turning his head, sure enough, the man's eyelashes were trembling, and the corners of his lips curled up as if he had succeeded in a prank.

Xiang Hai's heart skipped a beat.

Why is he so stupid...

After turning this corner, Xing Yue's body returned to its original position.He half-closed his eyes, his eyes slanted, lingered in Xiang Hai's eyes for a moment, then closed them again, making up for the smile just now.

Xiang Hai also retracted his gaze, and turned his face out of the window again.

He froze for a moment, and found a smile that he hadn't had time to restrain in the car window.

Is this yourself?

He moved closer and scratched his cheek with his fingers.The person on the opposite side also opened his eyes and made the same movement.

This was the first time in several months that he saw his own appearance in the mirror. It seemed that he had indeed lost weight, otherwise his eyes would have grown bigger.and...

He touched the top of his head again, it was a little prickly.

That's... pretty ugly.

Just as he was feeling emotional, he moved his eyes and found another pair of eyes in the car window.

He turned his head and saw someone on the other side of the carriage looking at him with a strange look.Seeing that he was discovered, instead of hiding his gaze, he seemed even more excited.After looking at him, he looked at Xing Yue again, and then returned to his face.

Xiang Hai watched quietly all the time, until the man smiled meaningfully and turned his face away.

Xiang Hai still stared at the back until he was sure that he would not turn around again, then lightly touched Xing Yue's arm, "Brother."

Xing Yue opened his eyes.

"Don't sleep, do you think it's almost here?"

When you come to the workshop, everyone takes their positions.

Xing Yue sat down beside a sewing machine and asked Xiang Hai to sit next to him.

Soon, the master appeared.

According to the training process, he first explained to Xiang Hai the basic methods of using the sewing machine.After he started, he turned his head and said to Xing Yue, "Come and listen to it too, and listen to it again."

Xing Yue had no choice but to put down what he was doing.

After the master explained how to use it, he personally demonstrated to Xiang Hai, telling him how to wind the thread, how to adjust the presser foot, how to thread the thread, how to feed the fabric, how to return the fabric...

Xiang Hai listened very carefully and took notes silently in his heart.Because Xing Yue reminded him that this thing is very rare.

Xing Yue also frowned and listened.

"Okay, you have a try." The master stood up and handed over the seat to Xiang Hai.

Xiang Hai was a little nervous, while recalling the main points of the master, while operating step by step.

Needle, adjust the presser foot, wind the thread...

Step on the pedal, control the speed, and slowly advance the fabric...

After a series of "clicks", Xiang Hai raised the presser foot and sent the fabric to the master, "Does this look right to you?"

The master checked the fabric over and over again, nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad!"

God is so pitiful, he finally met a savvy apprentice.

"Try the corner one again." He handed the fabric back again.

So Xiang Hai neatly made a rectangle on the fabric.

"Master, do you think this is okay?"

"Very good!" The master couldn't be more satisfied, and immediately taught Xiang Hai to work formally.

Xing Yue stood aside, pursing his lips sourly.

After the explanation, the master asked Xiang Hai to start working by himself, and kindly told him not to worry, and he would definitely complete the task with his speed.

After speaking, he walked away with his hands behind his back.Just before he left, he took another look at what Xing Yue sewed, shook his head, and didn't want to comment any more.

When the master walked away, Xing Yue asked, "Have you really learned it?"

"Yeah." Xiang Hai nodded, "Brother, I think this is okay, it doesn't seem too difficult."

Xing Yue didn't say a word, turned his head and returned to his seat.

The sewing machine was running, and Xing Yue outputted a few more pieces of dried kelp.

"Fuck me?" He glanced at Xiang Hai, and began to feel anxious.

"I don't believe it yet." He bit his lip, lucky, and buried himself in the operation for a while.

More kelp was exported.

"I fucking..."

Xing Yue finally got angry, and pulled out the thing he was sewing, with a "click", the thread broke.

"..."

Xiang Hai stopped what he was doing, "Brother, don't do it. I'll help you when the work here is over."

Xing Yue was very depressed, and threw the fabric to the side, "I can't just ask you to help me all the time, can I?"

"What can't you do?"

"You put it away." While speaking, he finished sewing another piece, cut off the end of the thread, and put it aside.

"Then what should I do?" Xing Yue basically accepted the arrangement, but he was still a little embarrassed.

"You are responsible for cutting the raw edges." Xiang Hai pushed the finished work over while talking, "This is also very important."

Xing Yue raised his eyebrows, took the scissors, lowered his eyes, and began to deal with the rough edges.

"Xiao Hai, to be honest, are you laughing at me there?"

"No way."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Who laughed, who are you talking about?"

"I'll say whoever has the lowest laugh."

"I am now 1 meters tall, and I have just grown a centimeter."

"...Let me tell you, in a lifetime, everyone has things they are good at and things they are not good at."

"affim."

"Maybe what you're good at is exactly what I'm not good at."

"Correct."

"So you can laugh at me, but not in my face, let alone laugh out loud."

"...Um."

"Look at you singing so out of tune, when have I ever laughed at you?"

"..."

Xiang Hai finally stopped the sewing machine, raised his head, and looked at those eyes that were already crooked with a smile.

This person still holds grudges so much, is still so competitive, and still refuses to suffer at all.

It's still the boyfriend he really likes.

"What's wrong?" Xing Yue stopped laughing immediately, "Are you angry?"

"No..." Xiang Hai took another piece of fabric, lowered his head and stuffed it into the presser foot of the sewing machine.

"Brother, please laugh at me again, I really like to hear it."

After the work was over, everyone returned to the cell.

After dinner, it's time to watch the news as usual.

Xing Yue moved a small bench and sat behind Xiang Hai, looking at the back of his head while he was seriously watching TV.

After admiring it for a while, Xing Yue couldn't bear it anymore, moved the stool forward, and blew on Xiang Hai's neck.

Xiang Hai shrank his neck, turned his face sideways, pinched his throat, "What are you doing?"

Xing Yue moved closer to him again, and also lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Hai, I found that your head is quite round."

Xiang Hai turned his face away, his shoulders trembled, and then he turned back, "Could it be that your head is triangular?"

Xing Yue quickly lowered his head, laughed silently, then raised his face again, "My fucking head is heart-shaped, okay?"

Xiang Hai's shoulders trembled even more, and after a long time, he turned his face away again, "Brother, you are talking about the butt, right..."

"Hold..."

Xing Yue put his head on Xiang Hai's back, and the two of them moved one after another, as if they were electrocuted.

Even though he lost this wave of talk, Xing Yue was still very happy, very happy.He hadn't been this happy in a long time.It seemed that the two of them had returned to the room with the smell of oranges.

It turns out that as long as there is Xiang Hai, anywhere can be home.

He rubbed his eyes contentedly, and continued to stare at the back of Xiang Hai's head.

Tsk, unfortunately, I can't kiss you.

After watching TV, it's time for the nonsense before going to bed.

There was some noise in the dormitory, some people were complaining that today's dinner was unpalatable, some were beating their arms, legs and waist cracklingly, and some were talking to themselves as if they were chanting sutras.

Xing Yue is emphasizing the precautions for sleeping at night with Xiang Hai, such as not covering your head with clothes.Just about to discuss with him, asking him to make a blindfold for himself with the ingenious craftsmanship of a weaver girl, the mouse kicked and swayed over, and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, I heard that you finally finished your work today, Didn't get approved?"

Xing Yue turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "That is necessary."

"Why did you suddenly become enlightened?"

"I am highly savvy."

The mouse was delighted, "You can pull it down. I don't think anyone has seen it, your work is all done with the help of my little brother."

Xing Yue didn't take it seriously, "Why, are you envious?"

The mouse snorted, and walked around to Xiang Hai again, "Little brother, to be honest, is he oppressing you?"

"It's okay, you say it boldly, and I will report to the discipline for you later."

"No," Xiang Hai said, "I voluntarily."

He glanced at Xing Yue, "I just like to help him work."

Xing Yue laughed hotly.

Mouse frowned, blinking his eyes, "Are there still people who like to rush to help others these days?"

He asked tentatively again, "Hiss, you two knew each other before you came in, right?"

He had doubts about this for a long time.Just based on his "intelligent eyes" and Xing Yue's seemingly joking words, he even suspected that these two people might really be locked up because they beat up the same person.

"We hit it off right away, okay?"

Xing Yue didn't want to reveal too much, especially for someone like Mouse who likes to ask questions.Once he finds out something, it will be very troublesome to follow the clues and dig out the identities of himself and Xiang Hai.

As he spoke, he put his arm on the mouse's shoulder, trying to drive him away.

The mouse didn't find any material, so he was a little bit reconciled, so he babbled as he walked, "Brother, I advise you to learn how to sew well, and don't always rely on others. These days, you can't rely on anyone, and you have to rely on yourself in the end."

"My little brother has only been sentenced for one and a half years. You have been sentenced for two years. When you turn around, he pats his ass and leaves. Who do you expect?"

"At that time, you will have to be criticized twice."

After finishing speaking, he stretched himself and started chatting with another group of people.

Xing Yue quickly turned back, but Xiang Hai was already stunned in place, not moving.

"Fuck." Xing Yue cursed inwardly.

"Xiao Hai, Xiao Hai?" He shook Xiang Hai's arm, "Well, you, don't..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiang Hai's eyes moved again.

Just didn't turn to him.

"Brother, I'm going to bed first." He lowered his head, avoiding his gaze, quickly climbed onto the bed, lay down motionless, with his face facing the wall.

Xing Yue pressed his forehead, looked at him for a while, and finally sighed.

It was late at night, although the room was still very bright, snoring sounded one after another, and no one turned back and forth.

Xing Yue lay on the bed with his eyes open, staring at the bed board above his head.

It was very quiet up there, the same as when no one lived there before, but Xing Yue knew that Xiang Hai must still be awake.

He really wanted to talk to him, but no matter what, he couldn't think of a way to make Xiang Hai accept this matter without any psychological burden.

In the end, I still think things are too simple.

This is a false proposition at all, because no one will accept this arrangement without psychological burden, let alone Xiang Hai, even he himself cannot do it.

If you count on time to slowly digest all this, how long will it take?a year and a half?two years?Or a lifetime?

Now all the pressure is transferred to Xiang Hai.He must accept this reality unconditionally, and at the same time be "grateful" for his "payment", otherwise he will be doubly sorry for himself.

Xing Yue felt a headache, and felt that the light was more dazzling than every day before.

But as soon as he put his arm on his eye socket, he felt the bed move.

He took his arm away, and saw Xiang Hai slipping down from above, and came to his bedside.

He jumped up, "Xiao Hai?"

He was worried that Xiang Hai would be blown away when he spoke in a breathy voice.

Xiang Hai sat beside his bed, and said in a voice close to 0 decibels, "Brother, I'm fine."

"I just wanted to say thank you."

"..."

The scene was eerie and comical at the same time.

The two sat facing each other, as if they were afraid of being discovered by the other.Moreover, Xiang Hai's eyes were red and a little swollen, a wet line was connected from the end of one eye to the ear, but not on the other.The nose was blocked badly, and he had to hold his breath to speak forcibly, which resulted in a burst of true energy that couldn't find an outlet and finally rushed out of the nostrils, blowing a small snot bubble.

"......Hold."

Xiang Hai was also taken aback for a moment, and quickly wiped it off with his sleeve.

Xing Yue was about to cry at first, but seeing him like this, he couldn't help it anymore, covered his mouth with his hands desperately, and almost laughed out loud.

Seeing him laugh, Xiang Hai became even more embarrassed, and at the same time felt that he was ridiculous, so he burst into another bubble.

Xing Yue laughed like crazy.

Xiang Hai lowered his head, his face was flushed, and he wanted to rub his sleeve again.

Xing Yue quickly grabbed two tissues and handed them to him.

When this wave of silent laughter ended, the two fell silent again.

After a long time, Xiang Hai wiped his face again, raised his eyes, "Brother, why are you so stupid..."

Xing Yue raised the corners of his lips, and raised his hand to touch his hair as usual.After a pause, he finally rubbed his hairy head, "Didn't you say that my head is like a butt, how can a butt be so smart?"

Xiang Hai wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

"elder brother..."

"Xiao Hai," Xing Yue interrupted him, "I'm fine, really, except I miss you so much, everything else is fine."

"Now that you're here, we're whole again, so I'm even better."

"Hope you're doing well, too."

"But, what should we do in the future?" Xiang Hai looked at him.

The trajectory of Xing Yue's life was changed, it was changed by him.That bright future will no longer exist.

"Think slowly, let's think together." Xing Yue squeezed his fingers, "It's our future, so we have to think together."

"Two years, I think it will be enough for the future."

"But, I only have one and a half years..."

"Nonsense, I still don't want to behave well, get a reduced sentence or something."

Xiang Hai looked at him, suddenly didn't know what to say.

Perhaps the most precious treasure in the world was found by himself.

"Brother, I miss you so much. I miss you so much."

"I thought I'd never see you again."

"I thought..."

Xiang Hai couldn't continue talking, besides, he couldn't control the volume.

Xing Yue raised his hand to wipe away the teardrops hanging on his face, but after one teardrop was wiped off, another appeared.

"Xiao Hai, I made this decision without discussing it with you, I'm sorry. But I hope you don't have any burdens, really."

"Because later when you were not around, I realized that I am actually more afraid of being alone than you."

"It's not that I come to accompany you, but I want you to be by my side, so I come."

"You are my family, without you, I have no home."

"Maybe my head really has changed." Xing Yue twitched the corners of his mouth, "This idea was decided by patting my ass."

"But since I'm here, don't push me away, and I have nowhere else to go."

"Let's regard today as a new starting point in our lives." As he spoke, he drew a heavy line on the bed sheet with his finger.

"Is this starting point low enough?"

"So every step from now on is progress. Don't you think so?"

Looking at his bright black eyes, Xiang Hai felt as if he had tricked him into a pit again.

But he is willing to jump into this pit, because Xing Yue is waiting for him with open arms.

"Our lives", that's a good way to say it.It means that their lives are no longer two dotted lines that occasionally intersect, but a solid line that completely overlaps, and they will never part ways.

"Isn't it?" Xing Yue asked him.

Xiang Hai nodded.

"say."

"Yes."

Only then did Xing Yue smile with satisfaction, "Then do you have anything else you want to say? Say what you want."

"I want to kiss you." Xiang Hai said.

"Fuck." Xing Yue quickly glanced at the wall, "You think I don't want to."

"There is monitoring here, I can tell you, be honest, don't hook up with me if you have nothing to do."

"But what if I want to hook you up?"

Xiang Hai felt like a miser, wanting to hug his treasure every day.

"Did you do it on purpose!" Xing Yue suddenly felt hot all over, and countless pictures of that kind of thing were loaded in his mind instantly.

"Brother, why don't you just let me touch it, okay?"

Depend on!

Xing Yue felt like he was about to explode|explode.

do my best!

He glanced at the monitor again, pressed his body against the wall hard, and spread his legs apart, "Touch it! Touch it quickly, just one touch."

So Xiang Hai quickly touched his head.

"..."

Xing Yue was stunned, and bit his lip for a long time, "Fuck, where are you touching?"

"Head, otherwise where else could it be?"

Looking at Xiang Hai's expression, he couldn't tell who was shameless for a while.

So he tugged on his pants and fell on the bed, "I'm going to sleep."

"Brother?" Xiang Hai poked his back.

"Kneel down."