Yan Gou

Chapter 52

Two days passed by counting the time, but no good news was expected.Song Tang finally couldn't bear it any longer, and before falling asleep at night, he tentatively sent a text message to Cengo.In the dream that day, I dreamed happily that I was holding Cengo's arm, sitting triumphantly in front of Jiang Bailu, humiliating him to the point of shame.

The dream was so colorful that Song Tang woke up at four o'clock in the morning.He checked his phone immediately, but he didn't receive any message.

At the same time, Jiang Bailu was lying in Cengo's bed, sleeping deeply.

Song Tang tossed and turned on the bed with the quilt in his hands, and finally stayed up until dawn, then sat up and checked his phone again, but there was still no unread news.

Cengo opened his eyes, loosened his arm around Jiang Bailu's waist, raised his hand to pinch his nose, and woke him up with a slightly hoarse voice when he just woke up.

Jiang Bailu was woken up, raised his eyelids and glanced at Cengo's face, and finally remembered that he had promised to get up early with him for a morning run. He raised one leg and put it on Cengo's thigh muscle, intending to pretend to have amnesia ,"do what?"

Cengo pushed his leg away, patted his face and said, "Don't play dumb, I know you remember."

Jiang Bailu groaned in pain, sat up from the bed, and fell limply on his shoulders in the next second, his eyes were still closed tightly, but one hand lifted Cengo's pajamas with ease and stretched in, Counting the man's hard abdominal muscles, he finally licked his lips with satisfaction, "Don't worry, if you don't run for a day, you won't lose a muscle."

Cengo raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his palm to caress along his side waist, touching his abdominal muscles under his pajamas.Gently scratched by the man's slightly rough fingertips, most of the drowsiness in Jiang Bailu's mind disappeared immediately. He took a light breath, shrunk his abdomen and raised his chest, and said in an ambiguous voice: "What are you touching?"

Cengo put his broad palms on his stomach, and there was a smile in his deep voice, but the words he spit out were unreasonable: "When the only muscle on your stomach disappears, it will be time for us to break up. .”

Jiang Bailu: "..."

He opened his eyes speechlessly, turned over and sat astride the man, held the bulging thing on the crotch of the man with both hands, raised his eyes lazily and said: "Your thing told me, it doesn't want to go out Morning run, it just wants to fuck me now."

Cengo didn't change his face, "This is just a normal physiological phenomenon."

Jiang Bailu was silent for a second, let go of his hands and climbed onto the man's shoulders, split his legs and knelt on the quilt, his buttocks hanging in the air, leaned forward a little towards the man's chest, and breathed out like blue in his ear: "But I My ass just told me it's hungry again."

The man paused when he heard the words, and his hands followed Benxin Jiang Bailu's waist and slid down to the other's buttocks.He pressed Jiang Bailu back into the quilt and leaned over to press him.

A morning jog was spoiled like this.

Song Tang didn't sleep well, walked around the villa with a depressed face, and wanted to teach a few words to the servants who got up early to work.He left the phone in the bedroom, suppressed his desire to look at the phone, and sat at the dining table with a dark face waiting for breakfast.He couldn't stop complaining that the cook's movements were too slow, but he forgot that he usually slept until the sun was up.

The two finished exercising on the bed dripping with sweat, and Jiang Bailu lay on the bed panting slightly.Ceng Ge got out of bed and went to take a shower in the bathroom. Jiang Bailu got up to check the time. When he picked up Ceng Ge's cell phone by the bed, he caught a glimpse of an unread text message from Song Tang on the lock screen.

He used his mobile phone to call Song Tang, and found out that his number had been blocked by the other party without any surprise.Jiang Bailu laughed, picked up his mobile phone and got out of bed to knock on the bathroom door, "Can I see your mobile phone?"

What he answered was a string of lock screen passwords.

After Song Tang finished his breakfast, he looked up at the round clock hanging on the wall, and couldn't help speeding up his pace upstairs. Two minutes later, he pushed open the bedroom door, his eyes swept across the bed——

The mobile phone lying face up on the bed is still in a black screen state, but there is a faint signal light flickering below it.Song Tang was overjoyed, walked over to pick up his mobile phone, swiped open the lock screen and saw the sender of the unread text message, even more uncontrollable joy welled up in his heart.

But it's not over yet.

What made him even more ecstatic was that Cengo actually asked himself to have dinner at his house on weekends.He and the nouveau riche son of the Jiang family—

It's probably all over.

Song Tang held the phone in his hand, staring at the text message on the phone hungrily, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

However, it was not until Saturday morning when he saw the familiar license plate in Yujing Garden that he realized something was wrong.Cen Ge didn't just invite him alone, the other party also invited Yu Junlin and Qin and his party. This was just an ordinary gathering of friends.

He gritted his teeth secretly, but walked forward with a smile on his face, and greeted the two people at the elevator door as if nothing had happened.

The elevator door opened and the three walked in.While the elevator was rising, Qin and his party turned their heads to talk to Yu Junlin, but Song Tang was left standing in the corner, staring gloomyly at the constantly beating red numbers.

The elevator stopped at the corresponding floor and opened. Song Tang stepped out first, then turned around expressionlessly, a pair of slightly raised peach eyes swept across the faces of Yu Junlin and Qin Xingxing, as if remembering something , narrowing his eyes happily.

Jiang Bailu was not invited.As long as the little nouveau riche who is attached to Cengo's ghost doesn't come, his mood will naturally improve.

Two minutes later, Cengo came out of the room and opened the door for them.The man was wearing loose home clothes and dark house slippers, and leaned against the shoe cabinet with a loose expression to remind them to change their shoes. He looked like he had just woken up.

After the three of them entered the room, Cengo didn't intend to entertain the guests at all, he just casually dropped a sentence, then turned and went into the bedroom.Qin Yixing and Yu Junlin saw it in their eyes, and they also had general thoughts and guesses in their hearts, and they calmly set their eyes on Song Tang.

Song Tang, who was in the center of his eyes, didn't notice anything strange, and even sat down on the sofa in a leisurely manner, with one leg put up in a relaxed posture, and then leisurely looked at the layout of the house.

Just a moment later, Song Tang couldn't help frowning when his eyes swept over the random cups placed on the coffee table, and the only joy in his heart disappeared instantly.

Those were two identical delicate glasses, with crystal clear bodies placed side by side, and there was still a half-full cup of unfinished water left in one of the glasses.It looks like—

A pair of glasses for couples.

Song Tang stood up with a face as heavy as water, and walked towards the bathroom.

He opened the bathroom door rudely, and the moment his eyes touched the items placed in the bathroom, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Two mouthwash cups of the same style and different colors, two toothbrushes of the same style and different colors, two face towels of the same style and different colors, and the same shared tube of toothpaste.

Song Tang returned to the living room angrily, just as Cen Ge came out of the master bedroom.At the end of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the action of leading the man to close the bedroom door with his backhand, and he rushed straight up, wanting to look over Cengo to see what happened, but when he noticed the dazzling hickey on the other's neck, his gaze froze, and then he tightened violently .

Song Tang raised his voice furiously, gritted his teeth and asked, "Who is that person?"

In the next second, as if in response to his question, the door behind the man was pulled open from inside, and Jiang Bailu, who was wearing obviously a bit baggy home clothes, came out slowly from behind Cengo.

He rubbed his short black hair, which was a bit of a mess in his sleep, and rolled up his long sleeves like no one else, then raised his face to look at Song Tang with a livid complexion, squinted his eyes and yawned lightly, and raised his lips slightly. Jiao, "Good morning, Master Song."

Song Tang's facial features were distorted, and for a moment, he thought he hadn't woken up from a nightmare.

Young Master Song, who has always been domineering and domineering, has finally suffered an unprecedented pain after living for more than twenty years.He was almost so angry that his eyes turned black, and he slammed the door and left without a moment's notice.

The remaining two watched the scene in silence. Qin Xingxing raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "You took advantage of me for no reason. How can you compensate us?"

Jiang Bailu also laughed, "Didn't I say it a long time ago, I invite you to come over for dinner? But—" he shrugged shruggingly, "It's not at home."

The four of them drove to the restaurant for dinner.While Cen Ge and Yu Junlin were discussing business at the dinner table, Jiang Bailu, Qin and his party got up and left to go to the bathroom.Jiang Bailu stopped Qin and his party in the corridor, and handed Qin and his party face down the old photos that Song Tang had secretly taken away.

Qin and his party didn't immediately reach out to pick it up, but asked with some doubts, "What is it?"

Jiang Bailu leaned against the wall with a smile in his eyes, "Didn't you always want to see pictures of my ex-boyfriend since a long time ago?"

Qin Xingxing frowned, "You haven't forgotten your ex-boyfriend?" He took the photo and held it in his hand, but he didn't look down at it, but deliberately lowered his voice, "Since you are already with Cengo , don’t bring photos of your ex-boyfriend with you anymore. People like them can’t tolerate a little sand in their eyes.”

Jiang Bailu nodded casually, "Take a look at the photo first."

Qin Xingxing spread out his palms as he said, and lowered his head to glance.When he saw the facial features of the man in the photo, he was beyond shocked.After a long silence, he asked in a complicated tone: "You said you like Zenge...because he looks like your ex-boyfriend?"

Jiang Bailu didn't answer him, but took back the photo unhurriedly, motioning for him to get closer.Qin and his party subconsciously followed suit, Jiang Bailu smiled calmly, and left a sentence in his ear: "There has never been an ex-boyfriend."

That night, Jiang Bailu and Cengo went to the riverside to watch the night view.They walked across the noisy and boiling bridge across the river in the gentle night wind, and the dim streetlights dragged the silent overlapping shadows behind them long.

Cengo raised an arm over his shoulders to wrap his arms around him, his deep and melodious voice was blown into his ears by the wind, "During the daytime meal, what did you and Qin and his party go out for?"

"I'll show him the photo Song Tang gave you." Jiang Bailu rolled his eyes, "It's strange to say that people who know you well, including yourself, can't even recognize you as the person in the photo."

Cengo twitched the corner of his mouth disapprovingly, "Most of the time, it's because I'm too familiar, so I don't dare to recognize it. It's like—" The man frowned slightly, and fell into a short thought.

Jiang Bailu took his words, "It's like when I saw you in China after two years."

He stopped, put his hands on the railing by the bridge, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Although you don't remember many things, I don't really mind. Memories can be created when they are gone, as long as we don't separate. But , "Jiang Bailu hesitated for a second, then turned to look at the other party, "I have something to tell you."

Cengo raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"

"The ring your mother left you," Jiang Bailu coughed softly, "You don't remember where you put it."

"I don't remember, but it's not that I don't have a brain." Cengo lazily interrupted him, "I'll give it to you."

"It's not wrong that you gave it to me." Jiang Bailu nodded guiltily, "But I lost it." After he finished speaking, he quickly turned his head to look at the man's face, and softly defended, "Before Well, you didn't blame me at the time, so you can't blame me now."

Cengo grinned and glanced at him, "Okay, I don't blame you. But if you lost my things, you have to make it up to me."

Jiang Bailu raised the corners of his lips, "What compensation do you want?"

The man thought for a second, "Turn around."

Jiang Bailu turned around according to his words, and the vehicles in the driveway in front of him roared past. A young couple a few meters away on the left cuddled together, and an elderly couple a few meters away on the right took a photo under the street lights.Cengo raised his hand to turn his face, and in the endless stream of car shadows and the laughter of passers-by, bowed his head and grabbed his lips.

The shaking car shadow froze on the retina for a second, and the uneven human voice was quiet in the ear for a second.A second later, Cengo straightened up with a calm expression, hugged him and walked in the direction he came from.

When he turned around, his low voice was scattered all the way in the early summer night wind behind him.

"Kissing you as compensation?"

"No," Shen Shen's smile was swept into the high night sky by the wind, "this is just the appetizer for tonight."

The crescent moon is silvery white and snowy, and the stars are as bright as the sea. Tomorrow will be another fine weather.

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