Inheriting sky-high priced antique shops

Yang Pingan didn't know what happened to Xue Wuling. If he posted it directly, Yang Pingan would still take the opportunity to scold him.

Suddenly, it was more fatal than holding him down two days ago and insisting on comforting each other. Yang Pingan moved his body and drilled towards the wall.

Xue Wuling's voice suddenly sounded: "Ping An, are you afraid of me?"

"No." Yang Pingan quickly denied that none was false. As Yang Pingan faced Xue Wuling, he was fearless and could even jio kick one another, but the relationship between the two of them was not simply a relationship between one person and another .

The relationship between the two of them is to cross the relationship boundary and the physical defense line.

Yang Ping'an couldn't stand it after thinking about it.

At the beginning, Xue Wuling missed him, and Yang Pingan was fearless. Anyway, if he didn't plan to cooperate, he would definitely not fall. At most, he would give Xue Wuling a little advantage.

Now it seems that he has entered the danger zone. He still does not intend to cooperate, but it seems that he will fall at any time.

The last base of the revolution must be kept, Yang Ping'an felt tragic in his heart.

After all, I don't want to be stuffed with sauce like in my previous life.

Xue Wuling approached, smiled bitterly: "That's good."

After that, there was a long silence, like a thread of suspense hanging in the middle, which would not be broken, making Yang Pingan unable to figure out what Xue Wuling was thinking.

just feel.

Xue Wuling was hurt again.

Did he have to be so obvious about his duplicity?

But knowing that he was duplicity, Xue Wuling could only say "that's good" lightly.

Yang Pingan thought of Xue Wuling in the past, Cui Jiao in the past, Liuyumo in the past, and Xue Wuling who forgot everything and still loved him.

He is strong and aggressive, but also so humble in love.

Yang Ping'an turned around and felt for Xue Wuling's face: "Xue Wuling, our relationship always becomes very strange."

Xue Wuling looked at the person whose eyes were out of focus and who was speaking quietly with lowered eyes, he seemed a little puzzled, his lips opened and closed and he bit his words lightly, with some anxiety.

"It's very happy to be with me, but you feel ashamed." From the past to the present, it has not changed, and I am still unwilling to face it.

Yang Pingan wanted to explain something, so he hugged him with both hands: "Go to sleep."

Obviously a ghost who doesn't need to rest, but is so tired at this moment.

After that, Xue Wuling began to guard the line of defense, and his overly cautious appearance made Yang Pingan, who was used to bullying him, feel uneasy.

After entering the boundary line, he retreated violently, until Yang Ping'an felt that the two of them were a little unfamiliar.

It seems like this has always been the case between the two of them, unable to find the right balance and pulling back and forth in the relationship.

For three consecutive days, Yang Ping'an's eyes gradually improved, and his retina began to capture some gray scenes. Xue Wuling passed in front of him, and the shadows that blocked the light were cast, and the figure was gray after leaving.

This is how Yang Pingan felt about Xue Wuling. When he approached, the world was dark and he fell into fear. Once he left, everything began to look empty.

Lying on the bed, Yang Ping'an felt hot. He had never felt it before with Xue Wuling in his arms every day, but now he felt the sweltering heat at the end of summer.

The cicadas outside the house and the frogs hiding in the dark were chirping one after another, and Yang Pingan asked annoyedly, "Are you angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Xue Wuling asked the question back indifferently.

Obviously, Yang Pingan can't catch Xue Wuling anymore. Unlike before, he can pinch seven inches with just a casual hand, and then he will be the last winner. Xue Wuling will come up eagerly. Hold him and don't let go.

A cold-faced idiot.

Now the situation is subtly reversed.

Yang Ping'an moved his lips, fingered the button of the pajamas on his stomach, but couldn't answer anything.

Looking at Xue Wuling, he could only see Xue Wuling staring at him in the shadow, then he retracted his gaze, sighed silently, and lay down quietly.

The figure just lay in the darkness, Yang Ping'an reached out and stroked his cheek: "Silly boy."

Xue Wuling didn't speak, but gently held the back of his hand with his palm covered, his knuckles tightened a little bit, and his head was pressed against the source of warmth.

His voice was extraordinarily quiet: "Ping An, is love always so painful?"

Xue Wuling was asking, but his tone was calm and affirmative.

Yang Ping'an's heart trembled, he stretched out his hand to hug Xue Wuling tightly, and closed his eyes tightly: "Silly boy."

His heart broke out of his control and was throbbing, suffering for the person in his arms.

Since love is something that hurts, isn't it good to forget everything?

Why forget everything and still love him?

The emotional dam was about to collapse, and the overflowing bitter water was swaying. Yang Pingan hugged Xue Wuling tightly, holding this ice cube, feeling polarized and feeling cold and warm.

"Ping An, don't be afraid of me, okay?" Xue Wuling hugged back cautiously, enclosing people in his jurisdiction.

"Okay." Yang Ping shrank his body, curled up his legs and opened the distance between his body. After a while, Xue Wuling still just hugged him quietly.

"Go to sleep."

Yang Pingan raised his head to look at Xue Wuling, his expression was vaguely unclear, and he seemed to be calm: "Okay..."

The next morning, Yang Ping'an moved his legs in a daze, and his lower back was held back by the regular customers every morning.

The people behind were still hugging him tightly, and after dawdling greedily for a few times, they got up and left. Yang Pingan lay on the bed, pretending to be still asleep, and when Xue Wuling came back, he hugged him from behind again, burying his head on the back of his neck. A tender and cold kiss.

Yang Ping'an woke up leisurely, yawned and stretched, the world in front of him was a little clearer again, Xue Wuling got out of bed and took the clothes he was about to change and put them in his hands, after finishing this, he left the room consciously.

When he changed his clothes and went out, Xue Wuling was already preparing breakfast. He was preparing the breakfast, not arranging the bought breakfast.

Yang Pingan saw Xue Wuling standing in the kitchen: "What are you doing?"

Xue Wuling just asked: "Ping An, what do you want to eat?"

"Why are you making breakfast all of a sudden?" Yang Pingan couldn't see what he was pouring into the bowl, but he looked very solemn.

"We're going to live together in the future, aren't we?"

"Ah... yes..."

Yang Pingan thought of the love meal in the past, and was afraid of Xue Wuling's unconstrained creativity. Xue Wuling cooks so enthusiastically, how will he live this day?

In an anxious mood, Yang Pingan waited for a red bean porridge that was neither thick nor thin, plus two old eggs that were fried dryly.

It is still amazing that you can eat a bite of porridge and a bite of an egg.

Unexpectedly, Xue Wuling's cooking skills soared, and he was able to cook a normal meal.

Xue Wuling always kept in mind that the two of them were going to live together, and behaved like one person, and would bring him fruit juice and marshmallows when he went out to buy groceries.

Yang Pingan was eating marshmallows and chewing on the soft white fat man, while Xue Wuling beside him sat with him on his shoulders.

The electric fan was creaking in the quiet shop, and the word "staying together forever" came to Yang Ping'an's mind.

At the moment when he woke up and opened his eyes on the fifth day, the sunlight outside the window was extraordinarily bright, and the wind swayed gently on the screen window as he fell asleep. Sitting up and watching the long-lost invasion scene, Yang Pingan raised his hand and rubbed his eyes. over the eyelids.

At some point, he wore a ring on his ring finger, which shone with restrained silvery white light in the shattered sunlight.

"This...?" Yang Ping'an turned his head, looked at Xue Wuling in surprise, and showed the ring that suddenly appeared on his hand.

"Even if you hate me, wear it." Xue Wuling said.

"Why should I hate you?" Yang Ping'an asked in displeasure.

Xue Wuling seems to be too sensitive now, Yang Pingan knew that he was wrong, and he didn't want to see him complaining about himself like this anymore.

Xue Wuling raised his hand, wearing the same ring as Yang Ping'an's knuckles: "Then from today, we are together, right?"

The rings on the knuckles shone with a subtle metallic luster, but the two small rings were the keys to another realm: "Fool, haven't we always been together?"

Xue Wuling narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly: "Yes, how could I forget."

One cannot step into the same river twice, but one can fall into the same trap twice.

Yang Pingan fell into Xue Wuling's trap in a daze. Xue Wuling rubbed his back in the bath, and Xue Wuling rubbed his shoulders and legs in sleep.

Skin caressing skin, a series of sparks were unknowingly ignited, crackling and bringing flames to Yang Ping'an's lower abdomen.

It felt so sudden, the air became hot in an instant, Yang Ping'an wanted to cry, turned around and went to sleep by himself in a corner of the wall.

Xue Wuling embraced him behind him: "Ping'an, what's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

"No, no... I'm going to sleep."

The people behind noticed his embarrassment, hugged his hand and reached down, then honestly took it back: "Peace you..."

Yang Ping'an was about to die of anger, so he touched him suddenly, and you are safe, what are you?

Just keep touching...

"Do you need my help?" Xue Wuling asked absurdly.

Yang Pingan lay silently, and after a while the people behind him tightened their arms, hugged them tighter, and lowered their hands silently.

It is rare to have a tacit understanding in the silence.

The beginning of the world is difficult, this kind of thing is unstoppable at the beginning.

Yang Ping'an retreated one step and then retreated step by step, falling into the claws of the devil with tears in his eyes.

After several nights of getting to know each other slowly and deeply, Yang Pingan finally fell. During the healing process of being able to sit and never move, Yang Pingan looked at Xue Wuling with bewildered doubts.

"Xue Wuling, why hasn't the owner of the golden silk armor come yet? Do you think he is dead or not?"

"Wait a little longer, maybe it will come."

"How long will I wait?" Yang Ping'an was anxious.

Xue Wuling looked at Ping An's anxious expression: "Let's celebrate the New Year."

As soon as Xue Wuling's words fell, Yang Ping'an raised his hand and threw a pillow on his head: "You really remembered!"

Xue Wuling quickly sought a way out amidst the roar, and hugged his peace in the past: "You want to spend your whole life with a fool?"

"I'd rather you be stupid!" Yang Pingan gritted his teeth, thinking that he had been tricked again, and was terrified by Xue Wuling's humble posture last night, so he endured humiliation and dedicated himself to appease Xue Wuling.

It turned out to be a trap!