When I got in the car, Jing Huan remembered that he was wearing a cat-patterned pajamas. He bought it. Although Jing Ma looks like a workaholic, the girl ’s heart is still dead, and even the mobile phone wallpaper is pink.

Although Jing Huan resisted from the bottom, the texture of the clothes was really comfortable, and when he was wearing it at home, he compromised.

He wrapped his coat tightly in silence.

Xiang Huaizhi reached out from the driver's seat and pulled out the pajama hat from the collar of his coat.

Jing Huan: "..."

Xiang Huaizhi pinched a corner of his hat and buckled it on his head, then twisted the cat's ear and laughed: "You ..."

"My mother bought it for me," Jing Huan said violently. "I have been wearing it for two years, and I have shaved my flat head in high school. It is quite warm when I sleep."

As soon as they got on the bus, the two's mobile phones rang and kept ringing, basically all blessing messages.

Jing Huan turned the phone to mute, and by the way looked at the time, guessing the approximate time for Xiang Huai to go out, he said: "If you come out so late, wouldn't your uncle and aunt say anything?"

"No, I said hello."

"No need to go to New Year tomorrow?"

"My dad has something to go to the province next door temporarily. It was cancelled."

Jing Huan gave a bang, and just wanted to continue to ask, a red envelope was handed over.

Jing Huan looked at the "study hard" pattern on the red envelope and drew a corner of his mouth: "Huh?"

"Did you just give me a New Year?" Xiang Huai paused. "I decided to come here temporarily, and I only found this red envelope style at home."

Jing Huan laughed: "You have no work, what red envelope is given?"

According to their regulations, students who are not working do not need to issue red envelopes.

"For boyfriend."

Jing Huan moved in his heart and took the red envelope: "I don't have to give you a copy?"

"No," rubbed his hair toward Huai Zhi, "give it for the elderly."

Xiang Huaizhi was actually several months older than him.

Jing Huan was amused by his old-fashioned tone, and after carrying the red envelope into his pocket, he got up and crossed Xiang Huaizhi's neck and gave him a heavy blow on his face.

"Thank you brother, brother mua!"

Xiang Huaizhi heard this sentence a few months ago, but at that time he turned on the voice changer and shook his goosebumps.

Now he heard itching.

He asked, "Where did you learn these words?"

Jing Huan leaned back to his seat: "I learned from the female anchor."

"..." Xiang Huaizhi slowly turned his head.

Jing Huan didn't realize it, he said with emotion: "But they couldn't learn at all. The girls' voices are so nice. They are inherently superior, but they can't compare."

Xianghuai Liangliang said: "How nice?"

"Just, it's natural, it's completely different from my voice changer." Jing Huan paused. "It may be that I was pitted when I bought the voice changer ... but the seller recommended it to me by Xiaoyan. Shouldn't it be? "

Take a deep breath from Huaizhi.

Qian Lijun came to accompany her boyfriend to celebrate the New Year, but her boyfriend left a female anchor, and a right male anchor ...

Jing Huan: "However, it's not easy to be an anchor this year. I've been angry when I saw a lot of barrage. I don't know how they can bear it."

"Love watching the broadcast?"

Jing Huan was about to vomit, heard a word, and then turned around and looked at him: "It's not ..."

"Look at me."

Jing Huan froze: "?"

Xiang Huaizhi tilted his head: "I'm also the anchor, it's better to watch them than to watch me."

Jing Huan blinked and reacted.

He smirked: "But did the other anchors sip me one by one ..."

Xiang Huaizhi reminded: "They just talk about it."

"..."

"I'm different."

"..."

Jing Huan could not refute.

The heating in the car was very sufficient. Jing Huan was lying comfortably.

After chatting for a while, he tilted his head and looked tired.

Xiang Huaizhi glanced at the time: "Go back."

Jing Huan said "Ah": "What about you?"

"Come back home."

Jing Huan stunned: "You drove all the way, did you really see me?"

"Ok."

"..."

No wonder he has been in the car for so long and has not started the car.

Jing Huan didn't move, and Xiang Huaizhi didn't urge him.

If it wasn't for him to be sleepy, Xiang Huaizhi didn't want to let him go.

A few minutes later, Jing Huan suddenly asked, "You must go back tonight?"

Xiang Huai instantly understood what he meant: "If you don't pay New Year tomorrow, you don't have to return."

"Did you bring your ID card?"

"Well, put it in your wallet with the driver's seat."

Jing Huan made a noise, stretched out his hands to fasten his seat belt, and licked his lower lip: "Otherwise ... shall we open a room?"

For the Chinese New Year, everyone goes back to their homes. The street is not as busy as other holidays, and so is the hotel. The most popular hotel in the area, there are still two deluxe double rooms.

Jing Huan stood behind and looked at Huai Zhi's card to open the door.

grass.

Opened room with boyfriend.

Although I have lived together before, the word "opening a house" is so different.

When I open a room with my boyfriend for the first time, how can I pretend to be very sophisticated?

Waiting online, a little anxious.

Jing Huan was thinking in a mess, and Xiang Huaizhi took off his coat first.

"I'm going to wash my face and get some snow." Xiang Huaizhi put the computer on the table. "You can use the computer. The password is four and nine."

Jing Huan nodded, thinking that he would open a room with you, who would care about turning on the computer.

As soon as Xiang Huaizhi entered the bathroom, Jing Huan immediately took out his mobile phone.

He ran away from home in the New Year, and certainly had to make an excuse. After thinking about it, there was only one that worked best.

Jing Huan turned out Gao Zixiang's WeChat, sent several messages in the past, but the other party did not reply, and no one answered the phone.

He frowned, and boarded qq again to find. Most players who are addicted to online games are used to using qq.

Looking at the qq name he used a few years ago, Jing Huan looked black.

jing-: [send a window jitter]

jing-: What about people? Hurry!

Xiang ~ Brother ~: [Auto Reply: Liver God of War! Don't disturb! Reply later if you have a message! !! 】

"..."

After half a minute, Jing Huan frankly opened Xiang Huaizhi's computer and landed on Jiu Xia.

[Friend] Xiaotianjing: Are you there? !! !!

[Friend] Yang Yu: What are you talking about?

[Friend] Xiaotian Jing: Help me make a lie and tell my mom I'm going to play with you tonight and I won't go home.

[Friend] Yang Yu :?

[Friend] Yang Yu: You first say what you are going to do, and I will consider whether to help you or not, after all, the aunt is very scary.

Jing Huan didn't want to say it, and suddenly thought of Gao Zixiang's boon love who stabbed in the WeChat group a few hours ago.

[Friend] Xiaotianjing: Oh, it's okay, my brother came here to send me a red envelope.

[Friend] Yang Yu :?

[Friend] Xiaotian Jing: Remember, let's not talk about it, and invite you to dinner in a few days. Down.

Gao Zixiang was confused, and before the phrase "I'm driving a live stream in mixed fashion" was issued, Xiao Tianjing quickly went offline.

Gao Zixiang ’s live broadcast room has only over 1,000 viewers. At this moment, the barrage in the live broadcast room has reached its highest peak.

[? ? ? 】

[Is Xiaotianjing mother and auntie here? I want to report]

[Never return home? So exciting? ? ? 】

[Grass, I can still get a sequel here ...? 】

...

Gao Zixiang watched the popularity of his live broadcast room go from one thousand to three thousand in two minutes. He was silent for a moment, then took out his mobile phone and sent a red envelope to Jing Huan.

Jing Huan turned off the computer and saw that the screen of the mobile phone was on. I thought it was someone else's blessing message, and I just lost the lock screen to the nightstand and didn't see it.

He put on hotel slippers and turned into the bathroom.

Xiang Huaizhi had just washed his face and was wiping it with a towel. His forehead hair was wet with water and disturbed. When he turned his head to look at him, the whole man was messy and sexy.

Like Jing Huan, he didn't wear thick coats.

Last time at Xiang Huaizhi's house, Xiang Huaizhi also wore this dress, and put him on the sofa, biting his ear while making it.

Xiang Huaizhi stopped for half a second, then continued to wipe his face: "What are you looking at?"

Jing Huan returned to God: "No."

Xiang Huaizhi hung his towel back, walked to the door, and asked the person behind the door: "A bathroom?"

In the thirtieth year of the throne, both were bathed, and he could smell the shower gel on Jing Huan's body.

Jing Huan stood for a while, then said, "I have taken a bath."

After waiting for Xiang Huai to answer, he said again, "Tooth is brushed."

Xiang Huaizhi smiled: "Well, it smelled."

Jing Huan said, "What did you smell?"

"Shower Gel."

Jing Huan said, "Would you like to smell the toothpaste? My mom bought it like strawberry."

...

At first, the two just kissed at the door of the bathroom, and behind them, Xiang Huaizhi hugged them directly to the washstand.

Jing Huan bowed his head, leaned on Xiang Huaizhi's neck, and crossed his legs to circle him. The sound made by the bathroom was reverberated, and the population was dry.

For a moment, the cat's pajamas fell to the ground, soaked with water from the ground. Afraid that he was sitting cold, undressed to Huaizhi and lay under him.

Jing Huan was glad he was sitting, his legs were weak, and he couldn't stand now.

Xiang Huaizhi helped him in the way he did before, and Jing Huan gasped a few times, then suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

Jing Huan's throat rolled and he was kissed with redness at the end of his eyes. He asked like a question: "Brother, would you like to try something else today?"

Xiang Huaizhi looked up at him, his eyes were forbearing, and he looked no better than him.

The boy in his early twenties is like a lamp grass, and it burns at one point.

Xiang Huaizhi looked at him for a while, then looked down, and rubbed Jinghuan's waist like a soothing hand, his voice was dumb: "Do you want to try?"

"You don't want to?" Jing Huan asked back.

How could you not want to.

During the three days I spent at home, I have been thinking and have been patient.

When Jing Huan saw that he had kept his head down and didn't talk, thinking that he was unwilling, and just trying to say something, Xiang Huaizhi suddenly stooped and followed, Jing Huan had a numb in his abdomen and his body seemed to have been charged.

He shuddered, reached out and held Xiang Huaizhi's hair, and gently pushed him: "Brother, what are you doing ..."

The sound was trembling.

"I'm afraid you'll run away for a while," Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyes, with unknown water on his mouth, "make you comfortable first."

Jing Huan's heartbeat was out of control, thinking, I don't run, whoever runs is stupid.

After a long time, Jing Huan crouched on the bed sheet, slamming his pillow fiercely, rare tears flowing.

"I'm stupid, I was wrong ..."

Xiang Huaizhi didn't know what he was talking about. He held Jing Huan's shoulders mercilessly and gently wiped tears for Jing Huan.

One night, Jing Huan could barely say a word.

I have changed a lot of titles.

First, "brother", then "toward Huaizhi", and finally "to your mother's longing".

Xiang Huaizhi was not angry when he was scolded. He raised Jing Huan's chin and licked his throat.

"Call her husband."

The air subsided. After Jing Huan was cleaned, he covered his quilt and lay motionless on the bed, almost falling asleep.

He's not so tired in his life, not only tired, but also hurt ... He Shuang.

The feelings are entangled, it's almost terrible.

Xiang Huaizhi washed the underwear of the two, and when he came out, the person on the bed was already asleep.

He lay down on the bed and helped Jing Huan check it for the last time. After making sure that he was okay, he moved his hand to the bed and turned it on.

The moment you board the game, your friends' messages light up.

[Friend] Don't ask the return date: Great God, myself?

[Friend] Longing for it: ah.

[Friend] Don't ask for a return date: We happen to be two people away from Phoenix. Are you coming? That book is simple, you can call Xiaotianjing and hang up.

[Friend] Longing for it: OK.

The copy is open, and the team is full of acquaintances. It is a big New Year and everyone is excited. Although it is late at night, there are still many people online.

[Team] Yang Yu: [Shocked] Xiang Xiang, it's so late ... why are you still online?

[Team] Yearning for :?

[Team] Don't ask the return date: Big God, Xiao Tianjing is not here?

[Team] Longing for it: sleeping.

There was a weird silence in the team.

[Team] Half-life: Then you ask him, would you like to go to the Lion King event in the morning?

[Team] Longing for it: No more brushing, just asleep, should not get up.

The team channel went completely silent.

Xiang Huaizhi raised his eyebrows, thinking that today's chat channel is quite clean.

In his invisible discussion group, the number of messages has jumped to 99+.

The wind blows softly: grass, Xiaotianjing line at more than twelve o'clock, now it is four o'clock, he just fell asleep ...?

Do n’t ask to return: Do n’t say anything, I understand everything, brothers who understand understand type the characters on the public screen.

Half a life: I understand.

Brother is not big: I understand.

Natal Zhizhi peach peach: understand.

Love is what you eat: understand.

Yang Yu: Yes, I understand ... Say I won't be a hit with them tomorrow, right? I didn't mean it.

Half-life: The bonus is still light. You can apply for transfer now, but it is still too late.

Yang Yu :?

Half-life: grief.

Do not ask return date: grief.

Love is what you eat: grief.

Natal Zhizhi peach peach: mourning.

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