He Wenchu's eyes stopped on his pink lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and in his unbelievable gaze, he restrained his hand back.
"Let's go back."
The two returned home in silence. After taking a bath, He Yuheng refused to sleep in the same bedroom with him. He lay on the sofa and told him, "I sleep on the sofa."
He Wenchu said: "Then I will sleep on the sofa with you."
He Yuheng looked embarrassed: "If you are not in good health, don't..."
"It's not." He Wenchu said: "I'm so sick, what if the temperature drops again at night and no one hugs me to sleep?"
He Yuheng was helpless: "Don't lower the temperature any more."
"Ah Heng doesn't care about me anyway." He Wenchu walked to the bedroom, threw himself on the bed, grabbed the remote control of the air conditioner and pressed frantically, "Ah Heng, I'm going to trouble you to collect my body tomorrow morning. , I'm probably going to freeze to death here tonight."
"How can you……"
He Wen looked at it for the first time, He Yuheng was holding on to the door frame, and it seemed that there was nothing he could do about him: "Can I clean up the second bedroom tomorrow?"
He Wenchu's eyes flashed, and he turned his face away again, his voice was a bit lonely: "Is it all a lie to say that you like me?"
He Yuheng felt his scalp tingling, he was digging at the door frame, and he didn't know how many times his face became hot tonight: "I, I didn't say..."
He Wenchu's back looked even more lonely: "You hate me?"
Of course not!
He Yuheng felt that what he said was wrong, so he had to walk towards He Wenchu and lay down silently beside the bed. He Wenchu sighed and said, "You don't have to force it."
He Yuheng turned his back to him and said seriously: "I don't hate Ah Chu, nor do I force it, you...don't think too much."
He Wenchu wanted to ask clearly, "Then do you really like me?"
"...Well." He Yuheng replied in a very low voice, and then closed his eyes. He recalled what he did at the beginning of this period of time, and his heart was full of claws.
He couldn't sleep, his mind was full of what He Wenchu had said, what he liked about Ah Heng was not taboo, what he wanted to fly would fly into his arms, what was special in his heart... and so on, repeated. He Wenchu seemed to have fallen asleep, and his breathing was quite steady. He Yuheng raised his ears and listened carefully for a while, then slowly turned to look at him.
This face that was almost identical to his own, he stared at it and actually stared out a bit... Sexy, his eyes went from the other person's eyebrows to the tip of the nose to the lips, He Wenchu's eyelashes suddenly trembled, he suddenly Lie back.
Carefully turned over and turned his back to the other side again.
"Huh?" He Wenchu narrowed his eyes and touched his side, but couldn't touch him, so he rolled over, rubbed towards him, put one hand on him, and said vaguely, "Sleep so much while you're at it. , be careful it will fall."
He Yuheng then turned around again, stared at his face silently, then stretched out his hand and poked his cheek, He Wenchu still closed his eyes, but suddenly smiled: "Why?"
He Yuheng put his hand back: "Didn't you sleep?"
"I was sleeping, but you woke me up by rubbing around." He Wen opened his eyes in the first edition, and also reached out and poked his face, saying, "What's wrong? Have something on your mind?"
"I……"
"Um?"
He Yuheng was a little hard to say, "I, we..."
"Huh?" He Wenchu was patient: "How about we?"
"We...we look alike."
"Well..." He Wenchu agreed: "Seven or eight points, maybe nine points, it's very similar."
"Like twins."
"right."
He Yuheng looked at him and saw a faint light in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Maybe it was because the four eyes were facing each other for too long, and the room gradually had an atmosphere. He Wenchu's eyes began to brew some dark things. He Yuheng's waist suddenly tightened, and the whole person was hooked by him uncontrollably. .
He never thought in his life that he would show such a scene with a man, or with a man so similar to him, his mind was almost a mess, his pupils were slightly dilated, and he held his breath.
He Wenchu's face was slowly approaching him, his eyelashes were drooping, his lips slightly opened, and he looked so good that He Yuheng could hardly look away.
The phone rang suddenly!
He Yuheng sat up immediately, stretched out his long hair to cover his hot cheeks, lowered his head and pinched his fingers, but He Wenchu couldn't hold back.
He took a breath and grabbed the phone: "In a minute, it's not clear that you're dead."
"..." There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds. He asked Chu Ningmei, and heard his younger brother's doubtful voice: "Why, did you interrupt your love with Wuzhi girl?"
"..." He Wen looked at the mobile phone number, which should have been newly changed after He Zheng came back, and it was not saved. He stretched out his hand to support his forehead, his annoyed tone softened, and said, "What five-fingered girl, your brother almost hit a home run, and you were disturbed."
He Yuheng didn't understand what a five-finger girl or a home base was, and he was embarrassed to look at He Wenchu, so he silently digged the edge of the mattress and listened attentively.
He Zheng immediately became excited: "Yo, which girl are you dating? Sister-in-law, sister-in-law? Let my sister-in-law answer the phone!"
He Wenchu raised his mouth and said, "No, what should you do if you scared him?"
"How could it be." He Zheng quickly expressed his loyalty: "I won't speak ill of you, I actually hope you find a wife quickly, you are so grown up and living alone in a big house, I am especially afraid of unwilling to be lonely. The female ghost is looking for you in the middle of the night."
"Shut up." He Wenchu was annoyed: "What's the matter?"
"Come on, I want to ask your majesty to go to get a driver's license, and want to ask brother Yuheng if he wants to be with you? Isn't he acting as a bodyguard with you now? When he learns to drive, you won't have to raise another driver, anyway. No one would assassinate you under normal circumstances."
He Yuheng turned his head to look over, his ears are very good, and He Zheng's voice is not small, so he can hear it clearly.
He Wenchu frowned. He hasn't hired a driver recently. He was the one who drove He Yuheng. "This thing..."
"I learn." He Yuheng said, "Achu is too hard."
"Huh?" He Zheng was surprised: "Brother, aren't you preparing for a home run with your sister-in-law? Why is brother Yuheng here? You..."
"Why do you call him so kissable?"
He Zheng was immediately changed the topic: "How can you call him kiss, obviously you are more kissable."
"Call me brother Chu."
"Ask Chu Gugu." He Zheng said, "Since brother Yuheng wants to learn, see you that weekend!"
He hung up the phone neatly, He Wenchu licked his lips, threw the phone aside, then reached out and grabbed it and muted the sound, putting it on the bedside table was not enough, so he got out of bed and threw it on the table against the wall He went back to the bed, He Yuheng was already lying down wrapped in a quilt, He Wenchu said, "Learning to drive is still a bit difficult, do you really want to learn?"
"Um."
He Wenchu had to lie down. He looked sideways at He Yuheng's back, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull his quilt: "Ah Heng, come here a little bit."
He Yuheng said, "I'm going to sleep."
"If you know you're going to sleep, come here a little and hug and sleep together."
"..." He Yuheng pulled the quilt high, and heard his faint voice again: "You said that you don't hate me, but you're actually rejecting me, right?"
Why is he still holding on to this sentence?
He Yuheng had to turn around and said, "Hot."
This is simple, He Wen first said: "Then lower it a bit."
The temperature in the room dropped again, He Wenchu reached out and dragged him over, looking at the other party's honest appearance, he couldn't help laughing: "I believe now that you really like me."
He Yuheng still has a lump in his heart: "The queen said just now..."
"Said you were going to learn to drive with the emperor?"
"no."
"Say... what else did you say? Why don't I remember?"
He Yuheng looked at him seriously, "Has anyone ever said that you are a little cunning?"
He Wen paused and asked, "If you hate it, I..."
He Yuheng was very afraid that he would say this, and he said helplessly and sincerely: "I don't hate Ah Chu, I just think, you...you seem to be deliberately teasing me sometimes."
He Wenchu was shocked, and his expression instantly became sad: "You actually think I am deliberately teasing you? In your eyes, am I such a person?"
He Yuheng didn't have the confidence to say it originally, but when he asked back, he became even more uncertain. He avoided his eyes and said, "No, I just think...you seem to be there..." He clumsily found the adjective. : "Pretend to be confused while you understand."
"My Ah Heng..." He Wenchu's face suddenly came over, he reached out and brushed the hair down from his cheek, and said, "I've given you a feeling that I'm not sincere, I'm very sorry, but I want you to know that every word I say, every thing I do, is because you are special in my heart, I want to see many, many different you, I hope you trust me, in my heart Unscrupulous in front of you, if you like me, hug me, kiss me, if you hate me, push me away, reject me, it's very simple, I won't force you, okay?"
He Yuheng's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't realize it at all. He Wenchu didn't directly answer whether he was "pretending to be confused". He deliberately diverted the topic so that at this moment, his mind was full of his last thoughts. Two sentences.
If you like me, hug me and kiss me.
If you hate me, push me away, reject me.
He thought confusedly, where does he need to refuse?
Obviously, Ah Chu didn't make any demands on him, he didn't say that he liked him... No, did he like him first?
So what Ah Chu means now is... Would you like to be liked by him, hugged by him, kissed by him?
What he means is, will he pamper himself without bottom line? Where it became strange, it didn't seem right, but he couldn't think of what was wrong for a while.
"Aheng?"
He Wenchu's face was close at hand, and he issued the final command to his chaotic brain:
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