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49.

Bie Xu's return home was a bit later than he had planned.

He took a detour to a hotel with a good reputation, stared at the menu to pick and choose, and finally selected a few dishes, and was stuck for a while on the way back.

When he got home, Bie Xu didn't have time to put down the packing box, so he scanned the living room first, but he didn't see anyone at first sight.

Wen Er was busy staring at the computer all afternoon, and then waited for Bie Xu in a daze for a long time. He was already drowsy while holding the phone.He nodded his head like a little chicken pecking at rice, changed a lot of indescribable postures, paralyzed and crouched, and finally stuffed a pillow under his stomach, burying his head and legs Going under the sofa blanket and propping up the lower back that has been uncomfortable all day, I feel that the soreness and numbness that has been stretching to the root of the leg has been relieved a little.

He looked like an ostrich, hiding his vitals, only sticking out his buttocks.But he seems to be smarter than an ostrich, and he is surrounded by pillows, like a camouflaged trap, so he can hide with peace of mind.

It's a pity that this formed a guarding posture. Wen Erna's exposed part was particularly conspicuous. He just hooked a cheetah with malicious intentions last night, and he was not vigilant after being dismantled and swallowed. With intensified innocence.

Hearing the sound of Bie Xu opening the door, Wen Er hurriedly struggled to get up straight, but he moved so violently that he accidentally pulled his waist and fell softly.

When Bie Xu approached, he saw that the sofa was already in a mess, and there was a person hiding in the middle, who was trying to get out, but was submerged by the mechanism he had set up.

He stood not far away, locked the half-covered waistline, looked into the useless pajamas, rubbed up and down wantonly for a while, and then met Wen Er's half eye exposed in the thrashing , teasingly smiled.

Bie Xu put the lunch box on the coffee table, stretched out his arm and asked Wen Er to use his strength to pull him out of the pile of pillows, straightened out the entanglement, and Wen Er was about to grab the edge unconsciously Bald sofa blanket.

Wen Er followed Bie Xu's hand to look over, and immediately smoothed Mao Mao to one side.Covering the slightly sparse area with his palm, he laughed dryly and said, "You're back..."

Bie Xu stared at the place maliciously, and sighed pointingly: "What kind of crime did you suffer?"

Wen Er instantly understood Bie Xu's hint.He subconsciously stretched out his hand to caress his lower back, and blurted out: "It's actually okay."

Bie Xu smiled deeper, wrapped Wen Er's hand around his waist, and pulled him forward: "Then I feel bad too."

Before the heat hit Wen Er's face, Bie Xu gave him a break to breathe.He opened the lunch boxes one by one, removed the chopsticks and stuffed them into Wen Er's hands: "Let's eat."

After a few hours of separation, Bie Xu seemed to have been reborn, or the tail of the big wolf that could not be hidden was finally exposed.

Before he went out, he was embarrassed to mention what happened last night, and looked at Wen Er nervously, which contrasted with Wen Er's calmness.But now he has once again occupied the active offensive side, eroding the thickness of Wen Er's face little by little.

Looking at the dishes in the box, Wen Er looked at the black-bone chicken with stewed yam, tender fried pork liver, fish slices and goji berry porridge, and couldn't help but suspect that the so-called surprise mentioned by Zheng Zi was this confinement meal.

Seeing Wen Er's strange expression, Bie Xu scooped up a ladle of soup for him, urged him to take a sip, and boasted happily in a tone of waiting for a reward: "This is the best match that I have concluded after checking the information. .”

Wen Er nodded with difficulty, and took the bowl with complicated emotions, not wanting to know what information Bie Xu had checked.

The coffee table is a bit short, a little lower than the sofa, which is not convenient for eating.

Wen Er looked at the spread of soup and water, worried that it would drip onto the light-colored sofa, so he held the bowl and carefully rubbed it forward, getting up and walking to the restaurant.

Bie Xu didn't let him move: "Just eat here, it's soft on the sofa."

He sat cross-legged on the floor next to Wen Er, stared at Wen Er as he finished half a bowl of soup, took off his chopsticks, and waited to serve Wen Er some food.

Wen Er lowered his eyes a little and saw Bie Xu, under his enthusiastic gaze, was picking at the bottom of the bowl, he was not very good at handling the chopsticks, and the fish fillet slipped in the middle of it three times, and finally he put his mouth on the edge of the bowl in embarrassment, Just put the fish fillet into my mouth.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Wen Er couldn't bear to be stared at eating like this.

"I've eaten." Bexu paused, raised the corners of his eyes, and added, "I'll just pack and bring back a bowl."

"I have it at home." Wen Er put the bowl in his hand on the edge of the tea table, and was about to get up.

Bie Xu hurriedly held him down: "Don't bring it to me, I'm already full, and I don't even bother to wash a single bowl."

He added more food to Wen Er: "I think you can eat it."

Wen Er had to pick up the bowl again.

He took a few sips of porridge slowly, Bie Xu's face was on the edge of the bowl, watching him smile, he couldn't ignore it no matter what.

Wen Er averted his eyes for a while, and looked at the dishes in the bowl seriously, with a serious look, as if he was studying and analyzing the nutritional content of each ingredient.

The movements of the two were very restrained, and after a long silence, Wen Er glanced at Bie Xu, grabbed a piece of chicken, and suddenly leaned towards him, sticking the chopsticks to his lips: "This piece is the most tender."

The voice was comparable to a whisper, but the tone was a little fierce, and it sounded a little blunt.

It was not the first time for Wen Er to share something with Bie Xu. Even when he didn't realize it before, the straws he drank were directly on Bie Xu's mouth, and he didn't think there was anything wrong at all.But this time he deliberately wanted to flirt, and he took a long time to strengthen his courage, but unfortunately the effect didn't seem to be very good.

But Bie Xu was very understanding and smiled very delicately.He opened his mouth to put the piece of meat into his mouth, raised his head slightly, and looked into Wen Er's eyes.When Wen Er hurriedly withdrew his hands, he bit the chopsticks leisurely, and when Wen Er lost his strength at a loss, he loosened his teeth again, pushed the tip of his tongue forward, and sent the chopsticks out.

He chewed the piece of meat slowly, looked at Wen Er and commented: "It's really tender."

Wen Er failed to be seductive but was teased instead. The chopsticks held by Bie Xu seemed to heat up and burned into the palm of his hand, making him unable to control the strength of holding the chopsticks for a while. It seems that the two thin rods will slip out of the hand.

The meal was a bit tormenting, every word, every movement, and even every breath of Bie Xu brought to Wen Er's mind the image of being deliberately left aside, accompanied by a strange embarrassment.

Wen Er originally thought that someone as particular as Bie Xu would have prepared more ritually for that event, but when he recalled everything last night, he felt that there was nothing wrong with it happening naturally.

When they met, confessed, and got together, it seemed that every step of their progress had not gone through too much preparation and arrangement, and it seemed that every step was the most appropriate time and place selected after careful consideration.

This love is like playing Tetris. Every time you successfully eliminate the barriers, you break the previous piles of twists and turns.

Bie Xu is a very good player, he is very good at controlling the rhythm of the game, and when his hesitation and uneasiness build up high, he will smash it with a single stroke.

But last night was like an ultimate prop, clearing all the previous accumulations in an instant, leaving only empty pages and new cubes that were about to fall from the top of the head.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, and had no time to think about the upcoming problems. They had to learn to adapt to this new situation first.

After collecting the bowls and chopsticks, the air became even more silent.

Both of them sat on the sofa in their usual posture, but they felt different from the past.

Wen Er leaned on Bie Xu's arm, rubbed the pillow in his arms, glanced at the time, cleared his throat to find a topic: "Have you finished all the things in your publishing house?"

"It's over." Bie Xu plucked the broken hair by Wen Er's ear, breathing on his earlobe, "Zheng Zi almost tormented Zhou Rushi crazy, and got very angry, and finally had to drag me to clean up for her Mess."

Wen Er turned to look at him: "Isn't it because you didn't submit the manuscript?"

"Hmm..." Bie Xu touched his nose after being exposed, "I'm not the main reason."

The two exchanged a few words casually, and gradually recovered the state of chatting in the past, and the atmosphere became more relaxed.

——If one ignores Biesu's little act of fanning the flames.

He touched Wen Er's hair, couldn't help pinching his earlobe, then slid towards his neck, and finally reached into Wen Er's clothes dishonestly.

Bie Xu answered Wen Er's words, and turned his head to look at him a few times. Under the warm yellow light, his skin was smoother than jade, and his outline outlined a gentle arc.

Involuntarily, Bie Xu kissed him sideways, from the back of the ear to the bridge of the nose, and finally on the lips, her hands followed suit, rubbing her chest twice, and then slid down the smooth skin.

Wen Er began to breathe lightly before being forced to do anything.He looked at the time again, and stopped Bie Xu before he made any more extreme moves.

Bie Xu paused for a second, smiled lowly, and wanted to continue without Gu Wen'er's obstruction.

Wen Er seemed a little anxious, and seemed a little resistant, and pushed Bie Xu gently.

Bie Xu was taken aback, and stopped moving.

He took his hands out of Wen Er's clothes, and his lips parted a little, but his whole body was fixed in the air, still in this position.

Bie Xu looked at Wen Er quietly, feeling annoyed.

To him, love is a huge ice rink. He has seen people skating and gliding with fancy footsteps, and he has also seen people who are newcomers who stumble, but none of these attract him to go in, so he can only stand at the door, full of love. Appreciate the mood to stop and watch.

But Wen Er is special one.

He was attracted by Wen Er's indifferent and elegant figure, and he couldn't wait to put on his skates and enter the arena. Since then, he lost the right to stay out of things and hang high, and could only chase after him by groping.

Bie Xu's luck has never been very good, but the pursuit of the one he loves went smoothly. Without too many twists and turns, he took the hand he wanted to hold, and since then he has advanced and retreated together on the ice rink, like ducks in water.

But the distance between them was too close last night, so close that Bie Xu lost his sense of proportion and didn't adjust his pace all day.Something attracted him, made him want to rush forward desperately, and made him stay where he was rationally.

Under the pull of the two forces, Bie Xu either avoided in panic or used too much force.He took seemingly the same footsteps, but felt strange after a long absence.

Wen Er was suppressed by Bie Xu, and seeing his expression change several times, he was puzzled at first, but after he figured it out, he became annoyed and funny.

He wrapped his arms around Bie Xu's neck, exerted a little effort to get rid of Bie Xu's suppression, touched the corner of Bie Xu's lips under Bie Xu's deeper gaze, and rubbed comfortingly.

"I'm not rejecting you." Wen Er explained this, and the arms hanging on Bie Xu were so ashamed that they became weak.He dodged his eyes subconsciously, but in the end he bravely met Bie Xu's gaze, bent his eyes and smiled at him.

"It's just that it's time."

Wen Er picked up the laptop not far away, turned it on, clicked on Station C, opened Erya's homepage, and a new video that was sent regularly appeared on the screen.

He leaned against Bie Xu's arms, put the notebook in front of the two of them, and didn't click on the video, but only motioned Bie Xu to watch it.

Before Bie Xu could move his eyes, there was heat in his ears.

Wen Er's voice was small, half excited, half coaxing: "Don't you want to be the first to give me a like?"