tearful attack

Xia Qian heard footsteps behind him and knew that Wen Lin had come out of the bathroom.

He hurriedly pinched the cigarette in his hand, fearing that he would smoke the other party.

The next moment, Wen Lin had already thrown himself into his arms, wrapped his arms around his waist, bit his neck, and started tearing his bathrobe at the same time.

"What are you doing?" Xia Qian pressed his hand, "I still have to wash it."

"I can wash it again." Wen Lin's cheeks were hot, he rubbed his chest lightly, and said with expectant eyes, "Why can't we wash together?"

Xia Qian was startled when he heard the words, this kid has not given up on this plan, "Aren't you afraid of losing your skin?"

"Not afraid!" Wen Lin said, suddenly rolled his eyes, lowered his voice, and said weakly, "I'm afraid you won't dare."

How could Xia Qian not see such an obvious way of aggressiveness, and he said it so cowardly?

Xia Qian smiled, but didn't point it out. Instead, he raised his eyebrows and pretended to be tricked, "How could I not dare? I wash together, I don't know who is afraid of whom."

Wen Lin grinned the corners of his mouth, his expression was particularly joyful.

Xia Qian thought, since he was so happy, it might be good to try the bathroom.

……

After more than ten minutes, Xia Qian regretted it.

His chest was pressed against the cold tiles, and forty or fifty degrees of hot water was poured on his head. Coupled with Wen Lin, it was a world of ice and fire.

"You..." Xia Qian was panting in a mess, his hands were carelessly grasping the metal rack on which the towel was hung, his cheeks were so red and hot as if he had been steamed, and he had no strength to stand up anymore, "Aren't you hot?" ..."

Wen Lin hugged him from behind, "It's quite hot."

"Then you still... um..." Xia Qian said intermittently, "Why don't we... go outside..."

"It's a bit hot," Wen Lin said, licking his ear, and asked him, "But don't you feel good?"

Xia Qian blushed, gasped for breath, and didn't speak for a while.

After a while, Xia Qian snorted, and finally lowered his voice, "It's really cool."

……

When they finally came out of the bathroom, Xia Qian was so limp that he couldn't move, his head felt dizzy like soaking in a hot spring for hours.

Wen Lin took a towel, dried the two of them, and led the dizzy Xia Qian to the bed.

"I'm so tired, my legs are shaking." After a while, Xia Qian finally came back to his senses, "Next time I'll find someone with a bathtub."

Wen Lin smiled and kissed him.

"Come again?" Xia Qian squinted at him, the corners of his eyes were red.

"Mr. Xia, you look so good today." Wen Lin didn't answer but boasted, "You are so beautiful, I'm obsessed with you."

"Stop doing this... I don't know where you learned it..." Xia Qian put his arms around Wen Lin's waist as he said this.

……

The two tossed and tossed until late at night, until finally Xia Qian fell into a coma.

Wen Lin kissed his eyelids, kissed his cheeks, all the way down... and finally kissed his fingers.

Then Wen Lin squeezed Xia Qian's hand, and couldn't help laughing.

He is very happy today, feeling completely different from before.My confession is accepted, and the person I like is lying next to me, and I can hug him tightly with my arms. Is there anything more gratifying than this?

Wen Lin felt that he and Xia Qian were already consummated, this was a perfect love.

Although... not completely uneasy...

"President Xia," Wen Lin put his arms around Xia Qian, and couldn't help asking in a low voice when he heard the other party's even breathing while sleeping, "Where do you rank me in your heart? Compared with other people, how do I rank?" Did it make you feel better?"

Xia Qian naturally didn't answer, and was still sleeping with his eyes closed.

Wen Lin sighed.Of course he hoped that Mr. Xia would be the only one, but thinking about the identity and status of the other party, and the scene when the two met for the first time, he always felt that this hope was unrealistic.

He kissed Xia Qian's face again, and bit his ear lightly.

Xia Qian's eyelids trembled at this moment.

"Mr. Xia," Wen Lin couldn't help but asked Xia Qian again, "Can I come to you tomorrow...can I come to you every day?"

Xia Qian suddenly turned over and held Wen Lin in his arms.

He just woke up at this moment, his eyes are still open, his voice is still half-dream and half-awake, and he is in a daze, "Do you want to do this every day?"

Wen Lin was startled, and his face turned red.

"I really didn't expect you to be so energetic. You deserve to be a young man under the age of 25." Xia Qian said, reaching out to squeeze Wen Lin's waist, "You are not afraid of kidney deficiency in the future."

Wen Lin's face suddenly turned redder, and it took a long while before he stumbled and said, "No, I'm not afraid..."

"You're not afraid, I'm afraid." Xia Qian moved closer, leaning his head on Wen Lin's shoulder, "What if your kidneys are weak, what will I do for the rest of my life?"

Just as Wen Lin was about to say something more, he opened his mouth but couldn't close it.

After a long while, Wen Lin suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly pushed Xia Qian, "Mr. Xia, what do you mean?"

At this time, Xia Qian had fallen asleep again because he hadn't heard his response for a long time.

Wen Lin could only hug him silently, thinking about this sentence alone.

The second half of life, the second half of life... This means, does Xia Qian want to be with him for the second half of his life?So is Xia Qian really the only one now?No, not necessarily, but it at least proved that Xia Qian wanted to maintain this relationship with him for a long time.

Just being able to confirm this made Wen Lin happy enough.

In the early morning of the next day, the two woke up one after another, and lay on the bed for a while. Wen Lin couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Xia, what kind of relationship do we have now...?"

Xia Qian was stunned for a while, and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

To be honest, he didn't think about this issue, he just felt that he liked Wen Lin quite a bit and wanted to stay together.

"Lover?" Wen Lin asked.

"That's it."

Wen Lin didn't dare to ask him how many other lovers he had, so he happily wrapped his arms around his neck and hugged him tightly.

"Will we always be lovers in the future?" Then Wen Lin asked in a low voice.

Xia Qian asked back, "Do you wish?"

"I think..." Wen Lin lowered his head and lowered his voice, "It would be great if we can always be lovers..."

"Really?" Xia Qian frowned slightly, feeling that he was not telling the truth.

Wen Lin looked at the time and realized that he was going to be late again. He hurriedly gave Xia Qian a final kiss on the face, then got out of bed, and hurriedly put on the clothes that had been dried.

"Wen Lin," Xia Qian said, "I won't leave this room for the time being. You still have that room card, and you can come here anytime."

"Okay." Wen Lin smiled happily, as if he had received a precious guarantee.

After Wen Lin left, Xia Qian lay on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, thinking about Wen Lin's performance just now.

"Lover...?"

Xia Qian suddenly discovered that just as he was wondering about Wen Lin's intentions, Wen Lin was actually more uneasy about their relationship.

And because of the difference in age and experience, Wen Lin was obviously not as open to him as he was.

"Troublesome boy." Xia Qian turned on his phone, intending to study how to solve this problem.

As a result, a phone call came. Xia Qian saw that it was the current head of the Xia family who hadn't contacted him for more than half a month, that is, his biological father.

Xia Qian answered the phone, but before he could say hello, he yelled heartbroken, "You bastard!"

Xia Qian was baffled and didn't know what happened, so he was scolded.

When Master Xia finally finished cursing, he hung up the phone over there.

Xia Qian was in a daze.

But he soon received another WeChat message, "Brother, what's the matter with you? Dad is going to die of anger today."

"I still want to know what happened," Xia Qian replied, "Why is the old man so angry?"

"Hey... I'll send it to you, you can read it yourself."

Immediately afterwards, a picture was sent over.

Xia Qian only took one look, then took a breath, put down his phone, and rubbed his temples hard.

The picture is a photo.According to his younger brother, this photo was stuffed in an envelope and sent to Mr. Xia.

In the photo, there are two people.

Xia Qian and Wen Lin were kissing in the heavy rain.