The white cut black boss is pretending to be pitiful again

Out of etiquette considerations, Ji Sangyan finally listened to Liang Huai's suggestion and left Ji Xialin at the hotel to socialize, while Liang Huai was responsible for sending him home.

The sky in Xicheng seems to have been poked into a big hole, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Ji Sangyan was sitting in the co-pilot, his eyelids were constantly fighting, and his consciousness became more and more blurred.

After an unknown amount of time, he vaguely felt that he was being carried and walked.

who is it?Liang Huai?

No, Liang Huai is so fragile, where does he have the strength.

Ji Sangyan struggled to lift his heavy eyelids, and what he didn't want to catch his eyes was really that familiar side face.

"Liang Huai?" He was stunned for two seconds, then struggled to get down: "I'm too heavy, please put me down."

"Don't move around." Liang Huai patted his butt, and there was a hint of domineering in his voice: "If brother falls, I'm afraid I will be so sad that I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Ji Sangyan vaguely felt that there was something wrong with Liang Huai's behavior, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't think normally, so he could only lean on Liang Huai's shoulder drowsily, letting him carry him home.

As the breeze blew gently, Ji Sangyan smelled a faint fragrance of lotus.

This is the unique aura of Liang Huai.

Ji Sangyan was in a daze. The first time he smelled this smell, it seemed that it was also on such a stormy night.

That day, Liang Huai came to his house to spend the night, but in the middle of the night, there was a sudden thunder and lightning, which burned out the main switch.

Less than a minute after the lights in the room went out, there was a light knock on his door.

"Brother Sang Yan, are you asleep?"

Opening the door, Liang Huai was standing outside his door with a pillow in his arms, pitifully: "Brother Sang Yan, the guest room is so dark, can I come to your room to sleep?"

As if afraid that he would disagree, the little pitiful said again: "Don't worry, I sleep in a good position and won't disturb you."

He frowned and looked at Xiao Poor for a while, then pointed to the side: "Xia Lin's room is next door."

Little pitiful lowered his eyes, and clenched his hands on the pillow: "He seems to be asleep."

The two stalemate at the door for a few minutes. Ji Sangyan wanted him to go back, but he suddenly burst into tears.

"Brother Sang Yan, please, I, I have claustrophobia, if no one is with me, I will suffocate."

Ji Sangyan didn't know the truth of his words, but he couldn't afford to bet.

If Liang Huai really has claustrophobia, then his refusal may very well be the trigger for Liang Huai's accident.

After much thought, he agreed.

"You sleep over there, don't come over." He pointed to the other side of the bed and said firmly.

Liang Huai nodded obediently: "Understood."

However, little pitiful was not as well-behaved as he said, after he fell asleep, he was like an octopus clinging to him, unable to pull it away.

That night, he smelled the faint fragrance of lotus on Liang Huai's body, and experienced insomnia for the first time in his life.

It was also from then on that Liang Huai became more and more dependent on him. Every time he came to play at home, Brother Sang Yan would chase after him and shout.

Gradually, he also developed some special feelings for Liang Huai.

But before he could express that emotion, the person who messed up his heart suddenly disappeared.

This disappearance lasted for five full years.

In a daze, he vaguely smelled the aroma of books in his living room.

Are you home yet?

Does this mean that Liang Huai is leaving?

As soon as this idea came out of his heart, Ji Sangyan's heart twitched in disbelief.

Sore and swollen, a little uncomfortable.

Feeling that Ji Sangyan was hugging him harder and harder, Liang Huai's eyes flashed a trace of doubt. He put him on the sofa, wanted to let go of him, and looked at his condition, but found that Ji Sangyan was not at all. Ken lets go.

He half-knelt on the ground, patted Ji Sangyan's back to comfort him: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

"Hmm." Ji Sangyan's voice was muffled.

Liang Huai thought it was alcohol, and was a little anxious: "Let go of me first, I'll get you some water, okay?"

"Don't move." Ji Sangyan hugged him even tighter: "Just hug for a while, it will be fine after a while."

Just give him five years of secret love, a decent exit.

Not knowing if he sensed his emotions, Liang Huai gently stroked his back.

It was as if she was comforting him in her own way.

The more Liang Huai was like this, the more sour Ji Sangyan felt.

He gently pushed the person in front of him away, lowered his head and said, "Liang Huai, from now on...don't be so nice to me."

Liang Huai was taken aback: "Why?"

"Because I would..."

He raised his head, but bumped into Liang Huai's worrying starry eyes. The tenderness in his eyes made him feel choked up, and he didn't dare to express any more emotions: "...it's nothing."

He staggered and stood up on the sofa: "Go, I'm going to rest."

"No, you should speak clearly first." Liang Huai held him back.

He struggled subconsciously, but Liang Huai's face suddenly sank, he dragged him back to the sofa, and then pressed him down.

Eyes flushed: "What do you mean I can't be so nice to you? Why can't I be nice to you? Do you hate me so much?"

Ji Sangyan didn't expect him to be like this, slightly stunned: "No."

"Then why did you treat me like this?" He seemed to have been greatly wronged, glaring at Ji Sangyan and said angrily, "Do you know how much I miss you all these years abroad? I even dream of coming back to find you." You, but the Liang family has been staring at me, I'm afraid they think I climbed up to Ji's house and threw me farther away, and they dare not even call you."

As he spoke, his tears began to fall continuously, hitting Ji Sangyan's face one by one: "What about you? You would rather fall in love with a cheating man than allow me to treat you well... Sangyan Brother Yan, do you really have a heart?"

Ji Sangyan stared blankly at the person crying on top of him, unable to turn his head around for a long time.

"But... don't you have a sister you've liked for a long time?"

Xiaopoor wiped away her tears by herself, and her voice was still crying: "Can't it be brother?"

Ji Sangyan was stunned again.

It took me a long time to react.

"Aren't you straight?"

Liang Huai blinked innocently: "Am I like a straight man?"

……

"But you...the person you like..."

Before he finished speaking, Liang Huai's face suddenly enlarged.

The lips are covered with a piece of warmth.

Ji Sangyan's pupils trembled, and Liang Huai's infatuated look was reflected in his eyes, but there was no sense of reality.

After a while, Liang Huai let go of him: "So, is that enough to understand?"

He thought he might be really drunk.

So drunk that even dreaming is Liang Huai.

In the silent living room, the two looked at each other quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Ji Sangyan saw his Adam's apple rolling, and the next moment, he kissed him again.

He kissed very lightly, as if he wanted to express his love in this way, but he was afraid of breaking the person in his arms, licking bit by bit, penetrating, and lingering.

Ji Sangyan was already a little dizzy after drinking, but if he was kissed like this again, his sanity would have long been lost.

They hugged and gnawed on the narrow sofa, venting their yearning for each other with actions.

Vaguely, Ji Sangyan felt that this farce should be led by himself.

However, the little white rabbit became more and more fierce as he got closer, as soon as he opened his eyes, he would see those clear eyes staring straight at him, as if he didn't want to miss any of his expressions.

Don't want to be suppressed.

He pushed Liang Huai away and wanted to turn over, but before he could get up, Liang Huai pulled him back into his arms, grabbed his hands and raised them above his head, deepening the kiss.