Gu Xuanlang took a long breath to adjust his panicked heart. He looked at Lang Qinghe, who had lowered his head again. He suddenly thought that Lang Qinghe had been kidnapped when he was a child, so he should be afraid of something. Now it's a rainy night. This boy must have come to him because he was afraid of rain and thunder, and he Still locking the door, the stupid boy sneaked in with the spare key in a hurry.

Well, all this seemed to make sense. Gu Xuanlang secretly praised his smart little head in his heart, and steadily stepped forward and patted Lang Qinghe's head. When Lang Qinghe was at a loss and confused, he pulled him to his bedside and let him sit on his bed, with his voice. The gentleness that I didn't notice, "Are you afraid of thunder? This is the first time we thunder this summer, right?

"???" Lang Qinghe was a little surprised that Gu Xuanlang would change the topic, and also transferred the topic to such a sensitive area. In order not to let Gu Xuanlang suspect him, he nodded in a hurry, "It's really terrible."

Sure enough! Everything is as he guessed. Lang Qinghe was afraid of thunder, otherwise with his stubbornness, how could he take the initiative to come to his room for comfort?

This is a good opportunity for him to show his boyfriend's strength. He was still worried about how to attract Lang Qinghe's attention. Now that the snack is sent to his door by himself, how can he let him go? Hey hey hey.

Gu Xuanlang thought about it and laughed out loud. He saw that Lang Qinghe was stupid. He began to recall the popular science knowledge he had learned about ghosts and gods. He looked at Gu Xuanlang, who was still laughing at him more and more and more, doubted in his heart that the thunder had just been hit by Gu Xuanlang. Has his Xuanlang brother been struck by lightning?

Thinking of this Lang Qinghe as if he was about to cry, he looked at Gu Xuanlang pitifully.

Gu Xuanlang, who was still planning how to flirt with the man, suddenly softened his heart when he looked at the watery and spirit of his eyes. He stopped thinking about what he had, but quickly sat next to the Lang Qinghe and naturally hugged Lang Qinghe's shoulder under the gaze of the Lang Qinghe. During this period, I didn't forget to stretch out my hand and pat Lang Qinghe on the shoulder. "Don't be afraid, I'll be with you tonight. You... sleep in my room today... I will protect you."

"..." What kind of rhythm is this? Lang Qinghe's thinking can't keep up with Gu Xuanlang's thinking at all. Does he need to protect him? Or do you need Gu Xuanlang's company? Shouldn't he accompany Gu Xuanlang?

Lang Qinghe's clear eyes flashed with all kinds of ideas, but when he noticed Gu Xuanlang's slightly red cheeks, he realized that Gu Xuanlang was shy. Gu Xuanlang must have been afraid of thunder, but he did not dare to brazenly say that he needed protection, so that he could be like he usually uncomfortable. I threw the blame on myself.

But if you think about it carefully, is true. Is there any big man who dares to admit that he is afraid of thunder? Lang Qinghe nodded very distressed and understood. This time, he reluctantly, he reluctantly carried the pot, and he intended to stay here, because he was really afraid that Gu Xuanlang would be hit by the thunder. .

He once checked the way to crack it from being struck by lightning. The only easy way is to accompany a person born in the sun, and he happens to be that person. Now when he sees that everything is just right, he naturally nod, "Well, Brother Xuan Lang, I'll sleep here for one night. "

"Okay, I'm getting you a quilt." Gu Xuanlang didn't know what Lang Qinghe thought at this time. He just thought that he was a step closer to the pursuit of Lang Qinghe.

After a while, Gu Xuanlang packed up his oversized double bed and prepared a new quilt for Lang Qinghe. He smiled and looked at Lang Qinghe, who had been sitting by the bed and reluctant to lie down, and remembered the knowledge he had learned before.

You must not be in a hurry. You have to gradually capture the other party's heart. He has just coaxed people to the bed, and naturally it is impossible to go straight to the base, and even if he wants to, his cold body will not agree.

After thinking about it, he lay on the bed first and winked at Lang Qinghe cutely, "Qinghe, you should also sleep. I'm sleepy... You don't have to be afraid. The big brother in this bed can't touch you. Even if you meet me, I won't bully you."

"..." Lang Qinghe naturally knew that Gu Xuanlang could not bully himself, but he forgot before that this was the first time he shared a bed with others. He blamed him for always thinking about Gu Xuanlang, but he forgot his own affairs, but now for the sake of Gu Xuanlang's life, he can't be cruel. He gritted his teeth. When Gu Xuanlang opened his mouth again, he fell on the bed with a "plop" sound, mechanically covered himself with a quilt, and stared at the ceiling without blinking.

All this was seen by Gu Xuanlang. He half stood up, looked at Lang Qinghe, who was not sleepy at all, with one hand, and asked softly, "Qinghe, are you afraid of thunder to sleep?"

Lang Qinghe's eyebrows trembled when he heard this, thinking that Gu Xuanlang really wanted to buckle the thundering hat on his head. He wanted to expose his shortcomings, but he thought that he was a big living person to bully a lonely ghost from nowhere. It was really too much, not to mention that Gu Xuanlang usually really good to him. No Just throw the blame on yourself this time, he put up with it!

In response to Gu Xuanlang, he nodded extremely unnaturally. Gu Xuanlang didn't think much about it. He just narrowed his eyes and smiled. Then he got up neatly. Before Lang Qinghe could react, he took a storybook from his bookshelf. His deep eyes were full of smiles, "Qinghe, since you can't sleep, I'll tell you a story. I bought this book for myself before. Now I'll share it with you when you come.

"..." Lang Qinghe didn't know that Gu Xuanlang, a strong man, actually had the hobby of reading bedtime story collections. He stared at Gu Xuanlang's warm smiling face and didn't want to refuse for a moment. Moreover, he also liked to listen to his father tell him stories when he was a child. At that time, he was absolutely the happiest. Now Gu Xuan Lang seemed to deliberately give all the good things to himself again. He was greedy and reluctant to refuse. He agreed to Gu Xuanlang as soon as he was warm.

"Well, I'll start talking about it." Gu Xuanlang leaned his pillow against the head of the bed, half sat on the bed, and began to tell a story, "There used to be a..."

Gu Xuanlang's voice was low and sexy, especially in the quiet night, which seemed to be more charming. Lang Qinghe's consciousness was a little blurred when he heard half of it. He looked at the man next to him who was concentrating on telling stories. He came up and stretched out his hand to catch Gu Xuanlang who had not had time to turn over the book. Fingers muttered, "Brother Xuanlang, good night, you will be fine."

"???" Gu Xuanlang didn't hear clearly what Lang Qinghe said at the end. Now he has focused all his attention on his index finger, which was caught to death by Lang Qinghe. The deer in his heart began to run wild again. He wanted to pull out his finger but was reluctant to let Lang Qinghe's soft hand.

Under some trade-offs, Gu Xuanlang did not break free from Lang Qinghe's hand. He closed the storybook with one hand, lay down in this posture, and secretly dropped a kiss on Lang Qinghe's forehead, "Good night, Qinghe."

"Well...do it again." As soon as Gu Xuanlang lay down, he couldn't help it again. He came to Lang Qinghe, kissed Lang Qinghe's smooth forehead again, followed by his soft cheeks, and finally put his eyes on Lang Qinghe's thin and soft lips. He bent down to pick the fruit.

But he stopped the car halfway, no! His first kiss with Lang Qinghe must be carried out when both of them are awake, otherwise it will be too serious. After thinking about it, he lay softly in his position, quietly moved his body, and looked at Lang Qinghe, who was falling into a good sleep at this time.

He remembered that it was said in the "Handbook of Flir on Flirment" that if the other party is interested in him, he should gradually adapt to him and appear in front of him every day, so that when he leaves one day, the other party will miss him very much.

Gu Xuanlang believed that deceiving Lang Qinghe into his bed was an excellent opportunity for Lang Qinghe to adapt and understand himself. He must learn to use it, and also extend the time of this opportunity. Thinking of this, Gu Xuanlang fell into meditation.

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