Still warm

This incident cannot be entirely attributed to the benefactor, Xiao He actually knew it in his own mind.

But Mr. Zhuang's attitude made it impossible for him to easily turn over this page. That thorn was stuck in his heart. As long as he was still breathing and his heart was beating, he would definitely feel the pain in his diaphragm.

The always well-behaved little lover suddenly lost his temper, and he didn't answer the messages or answer the phone. Zhuang Du called the company and only got the news that he was going out with his colleagues.

Xiao He was obviously a little drunk, and protested all night that he was not as good as the gold master saying "come home with me", Zhuang Du stretched out his hand to him, but he put his hand on it lightly, and then he was hugged into his arms .

It was just a trivial matter, Zhuang Du thought that there was no need to bother about it, but he never thought that Xiao He would care about it.The little actor deliberately fell into his arms to kiss his lips, and before he could push him away, he was caught by the little lover... The unspoken rules are things he has done, but he doesn't like every artist who comes to his door upper eye.

Xiao He felt a little uncomfortable in the car, clutching his clothes all the way and frowning, and vomited all over him as soon as he entered the door.

Zhuang Du picked him up and carried him into the bathroom. While taking a shower, Xiao He became a little more awake, but he was still confused, "If ever you don't like me, remember to tell me, I'm not an unreasonable person, let's get together Let's get together..."

It's a good time to get together and get together.

"Back when you took the initiative to provoke me, you should know that I am not a person who is easy to get together and part with."

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When he woke up, he was on Jinzhu's bed again, vaguely remembering being uncomfortably drunk last night, wondering if he had lost his composure again.Xiao He took the hands around his waist and stepped on Zhuangdu's slippers to brush his teeth and wash his face, only to find that the bathroom was in a mess - the bruises on his knees could not have been sucked in the bathtub.

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The two of them ate lunch together. Sitting face to face in the restaurant, the atmosphere was romantic. The conflict seemed to have been resolved in the process of making love. Xiao He was too tired to think about it, but the benefactor still didn't care much.

Last night I thought it was very intense. I never used up so much energy in the past, no matter how much I played around with my temper. In addition, I was drunk and sexually disordered, and I probably touched the opponent's scales...that's why I used so much force. .Maybe it's because he doesn't have the fresh energy before, so maybe he can't feel distressed, Xiao He thought wildly.

"Rest at home today, accompany me to the reception tonight," Zhuang Du rubbed the delicate skin on the inside of his wrist, Xiao He hesitated just thinking of his identity, "... a few old friends, don't get in the way."

In order to protect the image of a popular star, the patron seldom takes him to banquets. Others only know that he has a little lover for fun, and he has no thoughts about going outside for a while. Even Xiao He probably thinks this way.

The private receptions were all friends of the patron, and Zhuang Du led him to say hello one by one, which seemed to make him correct his lover's reputation.Xiao He wanted to know more and more what kind of provocative things he said last night, and Zhuang Du didn't have to treat him like this after getting into a temper tantrum, which made him feel a little panicked.

Although this relationship is as long as the other party is merciful, he does not want to go back to the original relationship.

...Could it be that while making love, weeping to ask the other party not to find another new love is such a cheap thing.

Zhuang Du's friend handed him a glass of red wine, Xiao He took it politely and drank it, and someone came to respect him again, and he blushed after a while.The people brought by the other benefactor's side can still liven up the atmosphere, he felt that Zhuang Du's face was humiliated if he didn't live up to it.

"Don't bully him, he drank and made a fuss all night last night," the gold master said in person, "...I didn't realize that he was so disobedient before."

The man sitting across from him teased, "I haven't seen you like to play this game for so many years, but you play it so seriously."

Zhuang Du just took a sip of the wine in the glass, smiled and said nothing.

... After all, it's still playing.

Like a pleasing pet, because I like him, I don't even need to be coaxed.

"I remember that you also fell in love with one before, but that kid didn't make it because of his ignorance..."

Zhuang Du put down the cup in his hand, seeming to mean something, "Xiaohe is obedient, so he is likable."

Xiao He's heart sank. It's not that the gold master doesn't do things that are plundering, it's because those ordinary peaches and vulgar plums can't reach his blue eyes... He must have been disobedient last night, and this is not even the only saving grace up.

At night, when I was warming up, I was somewhat resistant, but the benefactor discovered the difficult way to play, and was much more excited than usual, even doing it one more time regardless of his weak protest.

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After the end, there were still tears on Xiao He's face. Mr. Zhuang, who had hardened his heart all night last night, still couldn't bear it, "...is it uncomfortable?"

Such a gentle tone actually caused the other party to cry even more, Zhuang Du somewhat meant to humiliate him today, but he didn't expect his Xiaohe to be the most fragile hearted, untouchable.

"It's just touching the lips," he licked the other's mouth with the tip of his tongue, "...you are such a small belly."

At this moment, Xiao He would rather have a small belly, so he has many reasons to make troubles without reason, but after all, he is obedient, sensible and self-aware.There was still a hot flush on his cold face, and he thought he was in a daze: "Have you ever taken a fancy to others before?"

Zhuang Du had never seen such a serious and stubborn expression on the other side, but he was vulnerable, as if every word he uttered in the next moment would become a sharp knife, hurting him badly.

"It's just a kid who didn't make his debut a few years ago. During the competition, he felt that he was qualified." Zhuang Du held his waist tightly, "...Even if he is here now, he may not be better than you."

In his unclear distant memory, the boy's eyes overlapped with Xiao He's at the moment, they were both fragile and stubborn, as if a light fold could break his wings.

With just a word of admiration, his eyes were filled with joy, which made Zhuang Du give birth to the idea of ​​cultivating him and raising him in captivity.

But the other party didn't appreciate it, and he didn't make it difficult.

...if you get it.

It doesn't feel like shelving it in my heart anymore.

"...Are you an investor in that competition back then?"

Zhuang Du nodded, biting his lips, "I've met my parents, you don't have to compare yourself with others... No one will suit me better than you."

The blood on Xiao He's face was completely drained, his hands were even a little cold, and he was sweating while holding the other party's hand: "If the person you fell in love with back then, he came back to look for you because of your admiration. You, do you still have the original idea?"

"No," the gold master wrapped him in his arms and kissed his shoulder tenderly, "I have you."

Even though it was slightly hot weather, Xiao He felt a little cold, and a layer of goose bumps appeared on his body.

The air is so stuffy, it's going to rain heavily.

"...But he has worked hard for seven years because of your 'appreciation', he thought you appreciated his talent..."

But it's just because of his skin.

And everything he did from beginning to end seemed so ridiculous.

Seven years late, he still sent himself to the bed of the person he hated at the beginning. He took the initiative, flattered him, and spent all his time weaving a fairy tale of self-deception, and then slammed into it without hesitation.

The blazing enthusiasm and liking paled and extinguished all of a sudden, the belief he had built for himself collapsed, and jokes were left in vain.

Zhuang Du frowned, "Don't talk about others, I only have you, Xiaohe."

"It's not someone else..." He smiled sadly, "That was the saddest dream I've had in seven years."

The torrential rain poured down, slamming hard on the glass and the ground, mixed with dust and mud, and there were trails of turbidity.

The weather in May can change as it is said to change. After a long time of brewing, the heavy rain finally... finally came.