Blow

Xia Jue was obviously startled, but it was just surprise, and she didn't dodge at all.

No one passed by.Even if there is, he is not afraid.It seems that as long as they stand together, they can overcome everything without fear.

After a leisurely half afternoon, the two of them went to the fish restaurant where they ate for the first time after five o'clock.It's amazing, it's only been a month, and the relationship between them has undergone tremendous changes, and the atmosphere at the dinner table is also completely different.

Xia Jue's bowl was full, containing the fish cheek and belly that Wen Xiao gave him.These restaurants outside generally taste salty, but Xia Jue tasted a little bit of sweetness.

In the evening, Wen Xiao and Wen Rushi talked on the phone and talked about Fang Qinxin's gallery.

"Jewelry design?" Wen Ru was surprised, "Yes, yes. Do you have a plan?"

Wen Xiao explained: "Tao Tao's father has an online shop and used to be a professional designer. Xia Jue's earrings were ordered in his shop—you have seen it before."

Indeed, when we were eating together in Shanghai that day, Wen Rushi noticed Xia Jue's earrings at a glance. The painting "Blowing" was specially created by Fang Qinxin when she was about to give birth, and it was completed just the day before Wen Xiao was born. The galloping horse in the painting is the origin of Wen Xiao's name.Wen Xiao gave such an earring to Xia Jue, it is not difficult to imagine the meaning.

It was also because of this that Wen Rushi made a joke with unknown meaning at that time.On the one hand, she suspects that Wen Xiao is too hasty, on the other hand, she feels that Wen Xiao has always been prudent, so she should not be impulsive suddenly, and she may just be looking for it.

"...It's a good job," Wen Rushi said after thinking for a while, "but you're not the first person to come up with similar ideas. Now more and more galleries and the design industry are cooperating. For those works of my mother, those who strive for authorization There are a lot of individuals and companies.”

They will be very cautious when it comes to the gallery left by Fang Qinxin.Wen Xiao is only a preliminary proposal: "I will ask about the specific situation later, and see if there can be a resume and personal portfolio."

"I'm afraid it's not enough," Wen Rushi reminded, "When it comes to licensing, the investment in copyright fees will be very large."

"Can you consider directly recruiting designers in the name of the gallery?"

Wen Rushi said: "It's not impossible for the gallery to set up its own product department, but it needs to invest in operating and management costs. Now I'm not in Juzhou, and you know about Dad's situation. He can't even take care of his own company."

Wen Zhengming's investment company is also temporarily managed by Wen Rushi remotely, barely maintaining operations, she is really out of resources.

Wen Xiao understands this.He is a little irritable, because he has not grown up yet, and he has not yet been able to bear it.

"By the way," Wen Rushi said again, "Xia Jue's classmate, Lou Shanguan. He—"

Wen Ru paused.Wen Xiao asked, "Is he bothering you?"

"Not really, it's quite interesting. But tell him to let him focus on his studies and not be distracted by other things."

After the phone call, Wen Xiao didn't know why, so he told Xia Jue what Wen Rushi had said.

Xia Jue was reading a book in the room, and murmured, "He really is..."

"Really what?"

"Actually, I was suspicious last time. I thought he wanted to chase my sister," Xia Jue said, "I didn't expect it to be true."

Wen Xiao was startled, then frowned: "He? Chasing my sister?"

This age is at least eight years old.Lou Shanguan was like a child in front of Wen Rushi.

Wen Xiao instinctively sided with Wen Rushi, and said to Xia Jue, "You let him die. My sister has a job and has to manage two companies. She is very busy. Don't make trouble for him."

"Actually, people in Loushanguan are not bad," Xia Jue said while listening to him, "It's also reliable."

Wen Xiao said bluntly: "What's the point of being reliable at this age? My sister doesn't have time to play house with him."

"Then you are still two months younger than him," Xia Jue teased Wen Xiao after sending the message, "Are we playing a family?"

Wen Xiao asked, "What do you think?" His tone was casual, but his eyes were serious.

Xia Jue noticed this and sat up straight in the chair involuntarily.

"What do you think?" Wen Xiao leaned against the edge of the desk and continued to ask, "Do you think we're playing tricks?"

Xia Jue became nervous and shook her head.

"Tell me." Wen Xiao sat on the table and looked down at him.

"...Of course it's not playing house," Xia Jue's ears were reddened by the look, and she circled Wen Xiao's knee with her fingers through the jeans. "Playing house is just a game, but we are really going to get married."

As she said that, Xia Jue stopped the small movements in her hand, spread her five fingers, and the silver ring on her ring finger was well cared for and shiny.

"Want to get married?" Wen Xiao's tone slowed down, but he didn't let go of a little detail, choosing words, "Isn't it already married?"

He took Xia Jue's hand and kissed it on the ring.

Heat spread from the knuckles to the bottom of my heart.Xia Jue was teased so that her heart was beating wildly, she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "No, no bridal chamber, it doesn't count."

"Then the bridal chamber is done, so it's over?" Wen Xiao played with his fingers, white and thin, with clean nails, thin calluses on the edges, and extremely soft finger pads.

"Yes." Xia Jue couldn't help but want to withdraw his hand.

Wen Xiao persisted and scratched his fingers.

Itching, other than that there are some other feelings.Xia Jue's face was flushed, and she went all out, saying: "If you do it again, you will have a reaction!"

After hearing this, Wen Xiao stopped moving, and finally let him go slowly.For a while, Xia Jue couldn't tell whether she was relieved or regretted instead.

"I know this trick works for you." Xia Jue withdrew her hand and muttered.

Wen Xiao pinned his head punitively: "It's just a hand touch."

"I'm young and energetic, can't I?" Xia Jue said.He always felt a little embarrassed in Wen Xiao's tone, and wanted to raise his head to confirm, but unfortunately he couldn't.

"You mean I'm old?" Wen Xiao asked.

Hearing these words, the words of Wen Rushi and Ni Jia popped up in Xia Jue's mind, which instantly made him want to laugh.Wen Xiao's appearance is stern and sharp. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, he is older than his peers, but he just doesn't look like a child. He is at most three years older than his actual age, and he is definitely not old.

"Still laughing." Wen Xiao pressed his head hard.

Xia Jue let out a "hey" and said sarcastically, "I can't do it myself, is it my fault?"

From the beginning of sexual awareness, no boy can tolerate someone saying that he is "no", let alone the other party is his lover.

Wen Xiao squinted his eyes, his expression suddenly became dangerous.He put his long legs on the ground, leaned forward a little, and got off the table; Xia Jue was caught off guard, pushed by him, and fell backwards with the chair—behind was the bed.

With a loud noise, the chair fell to the ground, and Xia Jue was pressed into the soft quilt by Wen Xiao.The world was spinning, his breath was full of Wen Xiao's smell, light and refreshing, surrounding him.

Forget who took the initiative, the two began to kiss.Wen Xiao lost the gentleness of the previous few times and returned to her nature.

Outrageous plunder, irresistible.Xia Jue's head was numb, and his soul and reason were taken away together.

In a daze, he felt that he was pushed by the other party.

Thoughts exploded.

He was the one who talked poorly, and he was the one who surrendered.Tears welled up in the corners of Xia Jue's eyes, trembling and sobbing.

Wen Xiao's breathing became more and more heavy. He propped up his body with one arm, and stared at Xia Jue's emotional and frightened face from a short distance away.

When their eyes met, Wen Xiao suddenly smiled lowly: "You know you're afraid?"

The voice is hoarse and deep, touching the heartstrings.

Xia Jue was so ashamed that she was almost cooked, her eyebrows and eyes were dyed a deep pink, so delicious that people wanted to bite.Wen Xiao took a deep breath, restrained his malice from wanting to bully him further, let go of him, and got up.

Xia Jue lay on her back on the bed, not moving for a long time.Bottom/next mass, to bulge.

Wen Xiao glanced at it, turned his gaze away, and coughed lightly, feeling uncomfortable himself.

"Take a shower." He said two words and was about to leave the room.

Only then did Xia Jue respond, and asked blankly, "Should we continue after washing?"

"..." Wen Xiao choked, and turned his head in disbelief, "You really are not afraid of death."

Xia Jue whispered, "You can't...kill me."

--Hold.

Wen Xiao rarely cursed in his heart, and coincidentally filled in the swallowed words in Xia Jue's words.

He said blankly: "I can, do you believe it or not?"

"I don't believe it." Xia Jue threw out two words, turned her back, and lay on her side.

The upper and lower fires were burning, and Wen Xiao wanted to punish him when he opened his mouth.Before he could speak out in time, Xia Jue said again: "It's all like this, and you don't want to do it? Is it fun to play me?"

Xia Jue's voice was muffled, hoarse, resentful, and her throat was blocked.

Wen Xiao realized something was wrong.After introspection, he felt that his behavior just now really seemed to be teasing Xia Jue.

He sighed, and sat behind Xia Jue: "...I'm not kidding you."

"What is that?" Xia Jue felt wronged, "Kiss and touch, make me like this, and if you don't do it, you are playing me."

She's clearly accusing, but she's also so cute.Wen Xiao tried his best not to let himself laugh, otherwise Xia Jue might jump up and strangle him to death.

"Really not." Wen Xiao turned sideways and leaned closer to his ear, "I touched you and kissed you because I like you."

……

Xia Jue was stunned.

Plop, plop, plop.The movement in his chest was unprecedentedly intense, and he had to cover his chest with one hand to prevent his heart from jumping out.

--like you.

This was the first time that Wen Xiao said these three words directly to him.

After speaking, she kissed him behind the ear.

Xia Jue was like a braised prawn, curled up, her cheeks were hot, and her eyes were open.

He didn't have any principles, and he wasn't angry at all. Not only was he not angry, but he remembered to hug Wen Xiao and kiss for another eight hours.

"Okay," Wen Xiao continued in his ear, "Go take a shower and rest early. What do you want to do tomorrow?"

Xia Jue was dissatisfied and said, "At this time, don't disappoint." After a while, he regained his senses and asked, "Then why don't you... do it?"

Wen Xiao said, "There are two reasons."

... There are actually two reasons?Xia Jue was taken aback for a moment, a little panicked, wondering if there were two things he hadn't done well.

"First," Wen Xiao began to explain, "you said earlier, 'want to give it to me', you don't think there is a problem with this sentence?"

Xia Jue was confused: "Is there?"

Wen Xiao said: "What do you take this kind of thing as? What do you 'give me'? A body? I don't want it, I just want to love and like it."

"But--"

"You will always be your own," Wen Xiao pinched his face, "Do you know how precious you are?"

Xia Jue vaguely understood what he meant, and her heart trembled slightly.

Wen Xiao continued: "Second, to do it, I must ensure that I can be responsible to you. Now I don't have that ability, and I don't have the qualifications."

"I don't need you to be responsible," Xia Jue said anxiously, "I'm not a girl."

Wen Xiao frowned: "Then what do you mean, you don't want to be responsible to me?"

Xia Jue was at a loss for words.

"Actually, what's the difference between men and women?" Wen Xiao asked him, "It's not just me treating you, or you treating me. When the relationship has progressed to that point, I hope that we can both be responsible for each other and ourselves at the same time."

Xia Jue was silent for a while.

Just when Wen Xiao was worried that he would disagree with his point of view, he turned around and hugged Wen Xiao.

"Why are you so nice." Xia Jue said softly.

Wen Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice, "Then don't indulge me, don't let me turn bad."

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