Crazy criticized scum gong refused to be an ex-boyfriend

Chapter 78 I Want You

In country M, snowflakes are falling all over the ground, and it will be the New Year in this country in a few hours.

"Here you are!"

After being distracted for a while, Wen Chen was caught straight. Looking at the classmates around him, he smiled, "Missing someone."

"What?" Realizing that Wen Chen had already walked into the crowd, he chased after him.

Although it was snowing, there was no air-conditioning in such a lively atmosphere.Wen Chen passed through the lively crowd and came to a bridge. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the urban area, this place was obviously more suitable for him.

He exhaled, the circle of white mist dissipated, and he got out of the bustle, and the coolness hit him. He gathered the scarf around his neck and blew two breaths.He leaned against the bridge, a little bored, and circled his fingers around the head a few times, finally pressed the power button, threw the phone into his coat pocket, and ignored him.

There are bustling streets on the other side of the bridge, but there are only a few people on this side of the bridge.

The wind blowing on the river was very piercing, and the endless river was also divided into two halves due to the situation on both sides. A thought suddenly flashed in Wen Chen's mind, and he left without hesitation like lightning.

After returning to the dormitory, he got into the studio and didn't come out for the whole night.At the first second of the new year, the clock rang, and at the same time, the cell phone in the coat pocket rang, breaking the silence in the room.

"Honey, open the door for me."

At that moment, Wen Chen rushed out, knocked over a drop of paint, and the moment he opened the door, he threw himself into a cold embrace.

Ji Xiaoming had nowhere to put his hands holding things, so he could only let Wen Chen hold him like this. He had already passed the age of youth and impulsiveness, but the moment he heard Wen Chen tell him that he missed him, he decided to come over .

It was the end of the new year, and there were many things in the company. Ji Xiaoming just finished all the things within a month. Ji Xiaoming, who had been staying up for more than half a month, boarded the M country's aircraft.

After several hours of long journey, the already exhausted body became active again the moment he saw Wen Chen.

Wen Chen had had enough hugs, and then complained that Ji Xiaoming didn't tell him, when he touched Ji Xiaoming's hand, it was terribly cold, and then he noticed Ji Xiaoming's flushed face from the cold, and pulled him into the room.

Ji Xiaoming held Wen Chen's hand instead, feeling that his trip was worth it.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Ji Xiaoming rushed to him, "Honey, I'm cold, cover me."

The dishonest hands have already got into the sweater, but they just got into the sweater and didn't touch Wen Chen at all. Even so, Wen Chen could still feel the coldness in Ji Xiaoming's hands, and grabbed Ji Xiaoming through the clothes. His hand pressed down, and the cold touch made him shiver involuntarily.

Ji Xiaoming wanted to take it out, but Wen Chen held down his hand, "Don't move."

Sure enough, Ji Xiaoming didn't move, Wen Chen turned around, and the two lay face to face, their hot breaths collided, Ji Xiaoming felt the cold air on his body gradually dissipate, replaced by a kind of warmth that made him feel at ease.

I relaxed my whole body and mind, and the sleepiness just climbed up quietly like this.

Seeing that there was no movement and his breathing became even, Wen Chen got up cautiously. As soon as he sat up, someone held his hand, "Sleep with me for a while."

Ji Xiaoming's voice was lazy and a little hoarse, which made everyone's heart tickle.Wen Chen obediently lay down again, but this time he was lying in Ji Xiaoming's arms, staring at Ji Xiaoming's side face all the time, the beard on his chin hadn't been trimmed yet, which didn't match Ji Xiaoming's image.

Looking at it, Wen Chen smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the shallow beard, it was a little prickly, and before he knew it, his finger had moved to Ji Xiaoming's lips, the soft and moist touch made him linger for a while longer .

Just at this moment, someone bit his finger maliciously, he hissed in pain and wanted to pull his hand out, but Ji Xiaoming suddenly sucked it deeper.

"release."

Ji Xiaoming exerted his strength, but Wen Chen couldn't bear it, and wanted Ji Xiaoming to let go.Ji Xiaoming obediently and obediently let go, but looking at Wen Chen's eyes, he felt aggrieved, like a kid who was robbed of candy.

Wen Chen couldn't help laughing, "Want to eat candy?"

"I don't want to eat candy, I want to eat you." Ji Xiaoming still looked at him, in addition to the grievance in his eyes, there was also a desire that could not be concealed, "You don't let me sleep, you must make it up to me."

"Okay. But..." Wen Chen turned over and sat up astride Ji Xiaoming's body, bent down, hooked Ji Xiaoming's chin, and gave Ji Xiaoming a kiss that could be split at the touch, "You have to listen mine."

Ji Xiaoming's bracelet was on Wen Chen's waist, and he pressed him down hard, "Okay, wife. I want to kiss you, you can..."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Chen kissed her, squeezing the longing for half a year, and the longing broke out at this moment. They met in the New Year in a foreign land, and kissed in the New Year's blessing.

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Chen woke up from his sleep, and what he saw was a familiar face, and the ring between the clasped hands shone brightly in the sun.

Wen Chen gently kissed his lover's nose, but was held down by the neck and gave a deep kiss.

It was a very romantic thing, but because Ji Xiaoming overestimated Wen Chen's vital capacity, Wen Chen scolded him all morning.

The two had a simple breakfast, and Ji Xiaoming went back to bed when he was too sleepy. Of course, it was impossible to sleep alone obediently. He took Wen Chen together, and Ji Xiaoming fell asleep after a while. Wen Chen didn't feel sleepy at all, and he didn't want Ji Xiaoming When I woke up, I found that I was not around, so I stayed on the bed and fell asleep without knowing it. When I woke up again, it was completely dark.

Wen Chen touched the side, it was already empty, a sense of loss and loneliness welled up in his heart, Ji Xiaoming was so busy, especially at the end of the year, how could it be possible to spend a lot of time with him.

Although he comforted himself like this, he still hoped that Ji Xiaoming would suddenly appear in front of him, just like yesterday, to surprise him.

Suddenly the bathroom door was opened, Wen Chen stared at the man in front of him, and while blushing, he blurted out, "You fucking scared me to death!" As he spoke, he threw himself on him and began to cry.

Ji Xiaoming was still in a daze, holding Wen Chen in his arms, and kept coaxing, "Honey, I was wrong. I was wrong, and I dare not do it again." Anyway, my wife admits her mistake first when she is unhappy, she must be right, there is no need to pursue the reason, Anyway, my wife is right.

Enough crying, Wen Chen got off Ji Xiaoming, sat on the bed, and patted the empty seat beside him, Ji Xiaoming sat down obediently, but the next moment Wen Chen shouted, "You put on some clothes and then talk to me .”

"I've seen it all, so what are you afraid of." Wen Chen's blushing made Ji Xiaoming couldn't help teasing him, a certain man with no object to cover his whole body, moved to Wen Chen's side while talking, "wife. "

Then he successfully harvested the quilt that Wen Chen threw on him, and was kicked aside, and finally settled down, hugging him into his arms, "Why are you crying?"

"I thought you were gone, so you left without saying a word." Wen Chen buried himself in his arms, with some crying in his voice, obviously really sad and scared.

Ji Xiaoming hugged him distressedly, "Fool, I'm not that kind of bastard."

"Okay...asshole."

Ji Xiaoming smiled, "By the way, are you free recently? Leave a few days for us to return home."

"What's wrong?" Wen Chen reached out to touch Ji Xiaoming's chin, and it was no longer prickly, "Have you shaved?"

Ji Xiaoming grabbed Wen Chen's hand and joked, "Am I more handsome with a beard?"

"Smelly." Wen Chen withdrew his hand and suddenly remembered something, "By the way, Shen Nanchen's concert is at the end of this month, right?"

"That's right." Ji Xiaoming spread his hands helplessly, "So I have to go back, otherwise Ji Xiaoming will kill me." Saying that, Ji Xiaoming slipped into Wen Chen's arms, "You can't bear to see me disappear like this perish."

"..." Wen Chen rolled his eyes, this guy has gone to pick up girls in Chinese class.

[The author has something to say]:

too busy, end of term