Be good, lean on my shoulder

Teng Ming looked at the flashing light in Fan Ye's eyes, looked away in a panic, then walked into the room, calling Tai Lun to come over, "Come on, I haven't dried you yet, if you don't dry it, you will get skin disease .”

Tai Lun followed, wagging his tail, and looked back at Fan Ye.

Fan Ye showed a big smile to Tai Lun, and raised his thumb to it, "You are really a good son of father, I did not raise you in vain."

Fan Ye inspected the decorations in the room, and saw flowers everywhere, and curtains woven with bamboo and wood, the sofa was also light-colored, and there was a vague fragrance in the air... Being in this room, the body and mind were Unconsciously relax.

It seems that his taste has changed a lot in the past few years.

"Are you going to stand at the door all the time?" Teng Ming, who was holding Tai Lun to blow hair in the living room, stopped the hair dryer and said.

Fan Ye shrugged, "How could I go in without your permission?"

Teng Mingdao: "Is the big star playing a scene where a vampire visits?"

Fan Ye smiled, "I have never been a big star in front of you."

what is that?

Is it beautiful?

Teng Ming didn't ask, he was afraid of hearing some great answers.

In fact, Fan Ye really prepared a great answer, just waiting for Teng Ming to ask.

"Come and help me dry it together." Teng Ming said, lowered his head, and turned on the hair dryer.

"Okay." Fan Ye took off his shoes, walked to Teng Ming's side, and squatted down.

His breath approached, as if the red fuel was soaking a piece of white cloth, slowly eroding, slowly permeating, and slowly stirring up waves in your heart.

Fan Ye was in charge of holding Tai Lun down, while Teng Ming took a hair dryer and carefully dried Tai Lun's hair.

"Okay." Teng Ming turned off the hair dryer and was about to stand up.

Fan Ye casually touched the hair on Tai Lun's back, then grabbed Teng Ming's hand, "It's not over yet."

Fan Ye's hands are big and powerful.

Teng Ming's hands are smaller and less powerful.

He was caught off guard by Fan Ye.

Teng Ming's heart beat instantly, and the skin-to-skin contact after many years did not expect him to have such a big reaction, even a feeling of nostalgia.

His skin was in contact with Fan Ye's, as if a fine electric current was flowing from his arm to his whole body, making him shiver.

Teng Ming let go of his hand, and the hair dryer fell heavily to the ground.

Fan Ye tried to pick it up, but he didn't.

Tyron took a few steps back in fright.

Teng Ming picked up the hair dryer in a panic, but when he turned on the power again, it stopped working.

"I'm really sorry, it's my fault." Fan Ye said, "Tell me your address, and I'll buy you another one."

Teng Ming shook his head, "No need, I should have a spare upstairs." Then, he called Tai Lun to his side, touched it, "It's all dry, don't blow it."

Fan Ye nodded, and after looking around, he suddenly asked, "Do you have juice here?"

Teng Ming said: "Yes, hey, I'm sorry, I forgot to pour you a glass." Then, he stood up, went to the open kitchen, opened the refrigerator and poured Fan Ye a glass.

This time, Teng Ming didn't hand it to Fan Ye directly, but put the juice cup on the coffee table.

Fan Ye thanked him, picked up the juice, and took a big sip, "Ah! It's really comfortable. By the way, do you have any snacks like biscuits? I don't know if this is too much of a request. I haven't eaten anything since noon. .”

Teng Ming shook his head, "No, this is the way to treat guests. Wait a minute, I'll look for them. There should be some cranberry biscuits that Brother Yi made last time." He turned around to look for them.

"Brother Yi?" Fan Ye secretly repeated the name.

Interesting, obviously called his current brother Yi?Why not call her husband?

As Fan Ye thought about it, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

While Teng Ming was looking for biscuits, Fan Ye suddenly yelled, "Tai Lun!" Then he heard him curse again.

Teng Ming hurried over, "What's the matter?"

Fan Ye pointed to his shirt, which was wet with fruit juice. "This little thing wants to eat anything, jumped up while I was drinking juice, and knocked over my glass."

Teng Ming looked at the tragedy, and then at Tai Lun.

Tai Lun's eyes were piercing, and he shrunk his head and tail with a guilty conscience, and took a few steps aside.

Teng Ming sighed, "Don't be angry, I just remembered that it hasn't drank water since just now, so it must be thirsty."

Fan Ye sighed, "Oh, what can I do?" He said, pulling his shirt.

For a moment, Teng Ming thought a lot.

He went to get some water for Tai Lun, touched Tai Lun, and then said: "If you don't mind, you can use my bathroom to wash it."

"Is it really possible?"

"can."

"Thank you very much." Fan Ye nodded, with a very flat expression on his face, he stood up and walked to the bathroom.

Don't look at his calm expression, but his heart is like a bursting rainbow. Endured, endured, and when he got to the bathroom, he jumped wildly and yelled silently, his movements were extremely exaggerated.

Then, he stripped off in a few strokes.

What should be washed has been cleaned. Fan Ye took a deep breath and prepared to walk out of the bathroom naked.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a set of home clothes neatly arranged at the door.

"I hope you can wear my clothes." Teng Ming's voice came from the living room.

Don't take it for granted, whether you're trying to play a trick or not, it's best to get rid of that idea early.

Teng Ming was mopping the floor in the living room at this time, and Tai Lun lay obediently on the sofa, and when he saw Fan Ye coming, he ran over wagging his tail.

Fan Ye touched Tai Lun a few times, and then said to Teng Ming, "Look how I look in your clothes."

Teng Ming turned his head to look, and a carcass full of masculine power came into view. His ears became hot all of a sudden, he turned around hurriedly, and said angrily, "Why don't you put on your clothes?"

Fan Ye said: "You can't blame me, your clothes are too narrow."

"Then you can't wear clothes, don't you have no shame?"

Fan Ye's smile froze after hearing this, "Shame? What is that? Maybe I lost you for so long because I cared too much about shame."

Teng Ming felt that a big hand was constantly clutching his internal organs, making him gradually unable to breathe, "Fan Ye..." He turned around and stared at the tempting and criminal demon in front of him, "You heard yourself Did you say anything? Or are you sure that what you said will shake me a little bit?"

Fan Ye also looked at Teng Ming, as if he wanted to find a trace of wavering in Teng Ming's eyes, "I only said these words when I made up my mind, and that's why I came here."

The atmosphere became a little tense.

Teng Ming said: "Then let me tell you clearly now, no!" He moved his steps, "I'll get you Brother Yi's clothes, his clothes are bigger."

When Teng Ming walked past Fan Ye, he grabbed Teng Ming's hand, then took him into his arms, and kissed him before he recovered.

Fan Ye's kisses have always been full of violent passion like a storm, although they are violent, they are very restrained and will not be rough; things that are crazy within the limits are often obsessed and unforgettable.

It was this kiss that seemed to evoke the memory that remained deep in Teng Ming's heart, or the memory of his body; he remembered the first kiss with Fan Ye, or that night when there was a thunderstorm, the wind and rain outside the window The hustle and bustle, the swaying branches, Fan Ye poured a series of kisses like strong wine on his manic body and mind, and after the collision, he found satisfaction and peace...

It turned out that he never forgot.

Well, Teng Ming admitted that he was indeed shaken, and shaken violently.

Fan Ye's hand wandered over Teng Ming's body, and his fiery heat also made Teng Ming's whole body hot.

"Wang Wang-"

Tai Lun's bark brought back Teng Ming's sanity.

Teng Ming pushed Fan Ye away, stepped back a few steps, panting unsteadily, "Get lost."

Fan Ye was taken aback, "What did you say?"

Teng Ming's eyes lit up, "You heard me right, I told you to get out!"

Fan Ye smiled, "What are you still struggling with? Besides, you let me get out like this?" He said, pointing to his XX.

□□Normal.

Teng Ming picked up his home clothes on the ground and threw it to Fan Ye.

Fan Ye still wanted to speak, but Teng Ming was very firm and stopped Fan Ye loudly before he was about to speak.

"Get out! Don't come again!" Teng Ming said.

He knew what he said was serious, but...

No one has ever told Fan Ye to "get out".

Fan Ye was also angry at first, but on second thought, it was precisely because Teng Ming had feelings for him that he had such a big reaction!

Thinking about it this way, he stopped making bad faces and walked out of Teng Ming's house with a grin on his face.

The clothes were indeed tight on him, revealing the shape of his muscles.

"Taylor stay here for you?" Fan Ye said.

Teng Ming looked at Tai Lun, gritted his teeth, "Take it away! Keep an eye on it, don't let it run around."

After all, close the door.

He leaned against the door, listening to the sound of Fan Ye pulling the reluctant Tai Lun away outside the door.

It was as if... the whole body was locked in ice water.

Fan Ye and Tai Lun went back to downtown Kyoto.

Fan Ye was in the car, rubbing Tai Lun's head, "My dear son, Dad didn't love you for nothing!"

It doesn't matter, he, Fan Ye, has been waiting for so long, and he doesn't mind waiting for Teng Ming for a while.

Instead of being excited, Teng Ming here was very depressed, and fell into guilt and fear.

Brother Yi is so kind to him, how could he go and make out with other men behind Brother Yi's back?

Besides, this other man is the one he loved to death a few years ago?

Besides, this other man was the one who hurt him the most?

How should I put it, does he have masochistic tendencies?

No, he did not.

If you confess what you did today to Brother Yi, what will Brother Yi think?

It must be sad.

The person I like actually makes out with other people behind my back, no one can bear this kind of thing.

But if he didn't confess, Teng Ming felt that his conscience was disturbed.

Teng Ming just sat in the living room for two hours.

While thinking about it, the door opened.

Duan Yi came back from get off work.

"Honey, I'm back, are you home?" Duan Yi said in Japanese while taking off his shoes.

Teng Ming was shocked, stood up and ran over, and threw himself into Duan Yi's arms, "Welcome home."

Duan Yi felt someone running towards him, so he opened his arms, hugged Teng Ming, and smelled the fragrance on his body, "Honey, it's so dark in the room, why don't you turn on the light?"

"I don't want to." Teng Ming buried his head in Duan Yi's chest, and said coquettishly.

Duan Yi rubbed Teng Ming's soft hair, "You won't be in a daze in the living room again, are you?" As he spoke, he pushed Teng Ming away, "I have to pee first." He went to the bathroom at the same time , Turned on the light in the living room.

After the light in the living room was turned on, Teng Ming realized that the mop and vacuum cleaner in the living room hadn't been put away!

He hurried over to put these away, like a thief who had done something bad.

"Honey, is anyone here?" At this moment, Duan Yi shouted in the bathroom.

Teng Ming felt a "thump" in his heart, sweating all over his body, and thought about it for a while, "Yes, a friend."

The sound of water came from the bathroom, "What friend?" Duan Yi said, wiping his hands.

Teng Ming lacked confidence and shouted: "A simple friend." He bit his lower lip.

Duan Yi walked out of the bathroom, "An ordinary friend? He took a shower at our house and left his underwear and coat here?" He held some clothes in his hand.

Teng Ming looked at the clothes, but couldn't answer for a moment.

Duan Yi said: "Don't say it's your clothes, you never wear luxury items." Then, he raised the clothes in his hand, "This is Prada."

Teng Ming took a deep breath, "No, these are indeed not my clothes. I poured juice for him, but he spilled it on himself, so I washed it here, then changed into my clothes and left." He clenched his fist, pressing his fingertips against the flesh of his palm.

There was suspicion in Duan Yi's eyes, and then his eyes fell on the floor, "This is..." He leaned down and picked it up, "Dog hair?"

Duan Yi's gaze gradually turned cold, he straightened up, "Obviously, if you don't want me to doubt you, you'd better explain to me." He paused, and added: "To be honest."

Teng Ming never thought that he would face such a thing one day, and he didn't know how to deal with it best.

Suddenly, he decided to tell the truth.

In the beginning, the truth hurts more than lies, but if time accumulates, the pressure accumulated on the lies will collapse one day, and the ensuing injuries will crush a person.

Teng Ming took another deep breath.