Chi Guang

Chapter 152 With me here, you don't have to envy anyone.

Quietness is the shengxiao of parting, and silence is Cambridge tonight.

There are many people and methods of coming out, but kicking the door of the cabinet in front of the mentor in this way should be unprecedented, and there will be no one coming.

Xu Chichuan was already offline, and before the situation completely got out of control, Mu Shihai grabbed the phone and turned on the loudspeaker——

"Thank you teacher for reminding."

Xu Chichuan's eyes widened. In his shocked eyes, the man unscrewed the medicine cap and squeezed a small lump in his hand: "I have this idea."

When the swollen acupuncture point touched the cold ointment, Xu Chichuan shuddered and covered his mouth desperately so as not to cry out.

"Try to take him abroad this winter vacation."

Fingers smeared and rotated to rub against the tender flesh, the itching was like ignorant bugs, crawling all over every inch of nerves, and the flushed face was buried in the pillow, not daring to see anyone.

"Find out the family relationship as soon as possible."

Xu Chichuan:? ! ? ! ? !

There is no need to change majors, and I will drop out tomorrow.

The phone was cut off, and a red and embarrassing face appeared on the phone screen: Mu!hour!ocean! "

As soon as he lifted his leg, Mu Shihai hissed, grabbed the troublesome ankle, and raised his eyebrows: "Murder your husband?"

After finishing speaking, he pushed him down, and the whole person pressed up, his fingers peeled off the folds again and poked in, whimpering, the waist that had just been propped up fell back on his stomach, the inside of the wall was slippery and sticky, tightly wrapped and absorbed, the man With a movement of his throat, he held down the restless and rebellious leg, and moved his fingers in and out, imitating the movement of thrusting and thrusting, his dark eyes darkened: "Good boy."

"Call husband."

Xu Chichuan blushed: "No."

"Be obedient," the man rubbed his neck and pecked twice, "Call quickly."

"elder brother--"

"Call husband."

Feeling ashamed and angry, but his hands and feet were tightly suppressed, there was no room for struggle: "Don't make trouble."

"I see," Mr. Mu turned a deaf ear, "You want to start messing around and end up giving up."

Xu Chichuan:? ? ? ?

"If you don't call your husband after sleeping, you just don't want to be responsible."

Xu Chichuan: ...

Ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzed by in my heart, who the hell slept with whom! ! !

As if reading his mind, the man raised his eyebrows: "Did you feel bad last night?"

Xu Chichuan: ...

"Who is calling my brother that I can't do it, while locking my waist so that I can't pull it out, and saying that I want to..."

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Xu Chichuan's hair was numb, and he was defeated and surrendered, "I shout!"

"husband!"

A low muffled laugh came from his chest, the man rolled up his earlobe, licked a big mouthful in satisfaction, and finally got up from him mercifully: "Good boy."

After class the next day, Xu Chichuan knocked on the door of the office with a martyr mentality, too guilty to raise his head: "Is he cured?"

"All right."

"How old is the family?"

"...26."

"Very good," Mr. Chen patted him on the shoulder, smiling kindly, "It will hurt when you are older."

Xu Chichuan: ...

Can't say why, but it's just weird.

On the last weekend at the end of the year, Xu Chichuan received a wedding invitation from Huang Jing, and there was a bombing like a rumor: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Why didn't you say it sooner? I only wrote your name on the invitation card!"

Xu Chichuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and turned to ask the man, "It's been so long since you've been back, and you didn't tell Huang Jing?"

Mr. Mu is very frank: "Forgot."

"When is the wedding?"

"New Year's Day, Shangri-La Hotel."

"Time flies so fast," Xu Chichuan sighed a little, "We're about to get married."

Childhood sweethearts, growing up together, supported by their parents, inseparable, is a relationship that many people cannot envy.

Mu Shihai snorted, and held his hand: "We also get married."

"Don't make trouble," he laughed, "How much is the red envelope?"

"All right, listen to you."

Xu Chichuan thought for a while: "A thousand for each of us?"

"it is good."

When transferring money, Huang Jing sent a series of question marks: "Too many!!!!"

Xu Chichuan: "It's me and him."

Then there was a series of extended exclamation points: "Crying, I have handed over all my wealth and property, Brother Mu, the best man in the world, you are locked up for the rest of my life!!"

Xu Chichuan burst into laughter, and Mu Shihai came over: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing," he smiled, "Praise you for being handsome."

On New Year's Eve, Mu Shihai got off work from the company early, bought groceries and drove to the school to pick up people. Xu Chichuan got into the car breathing heavily: "It's so cold today."

It was cold, and the lowest temperature reported by the weather forecast was only one degree. Mu Shihai grabbed his hand, exhaled while rubbing it, and stuffed it into his neck after regaining consciousness: "It's going to be below zero, add another coat tomorrow. .”

There was a thin layer of frost on the glass, which looked like snow in the blink of an eye.

Seeing that he was silent, Mu Shihai raised his head: "What's wrong?"

"Look," he pointed to the layer of frost, "it's white, doesn't it look like snow?"

"You said before that Jiang Gong wouldn't snow," Xu Chichuan said with a sudden smile, "but the year you left, there was a snowfall."

"It's downstairs at your house."

Those white salt grains, falling from the sky, floated on the hair and clothes, like a dream.

"Never downloaded again after that."

I came back this year, I don't know if it will be the next time.

Mu Shihai's heart ached.

"When did you go?"

"I can't remember," Xu Chichuan blinked, and took out his hand, "Hurry up and drive."

"Go home, New Year's Eve."

Since the year before last, fireworks and firecrackers have been banned in Jianggong City, and the idea of ​​setting off fireworks at Nanlu Mountain on New Year's Eve had to be given up. Xu Chichuan stood in the kitchen, watching the man pick and choose and pull out two pieces from the bag. Fili, who already knew the recipe for tonight, turned around and went to the living room to get out the red wine that Tong Wei had given before, and lit the candles as soon as the lights were turned off, it was perfect.

The phone buzzed and vibrated, Xu Chichuan glanced at it, his expression changed, and he quickly walked into the bedroom.

"mom."

"Xiao Chuan!" The woman seemed very excited every time she called, "Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year,"

"in school?"

He was leaning against the wall, with broken lights in his eyes: "...um."

"have you eaten?"

"Eat," he paused, "What about you?"

"Eat, go to bed after watching TV with your dad," Shen Sijing said softly, "Go to bed early too, don't stay up late."

"it is good."

"Xiao Chuan, you..." She hesitated to speak, "This year's Spring Festival, are you coming back?"

Looking forward to it and being careful, Xu Chichuan's heart ached, his eyes dazzled, and he felt a little pain, but he still said, "Let's see it again."

"Come back when you have time."

"That's fine," the voice on the other end sank, and then forced a smile again, "I want to tell my mother in advance when I come back."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Chichuan opened the door and turned around to go to the balcony. The wind blew on his face, and he became sober from the cold.

If Shen Sijing knew that Mu Shihai was back...

I shivered unconsciously, and was dragged away in the next second, crashing into a warm embrace, and an angry voice came from my ear: "What are you doing out here!"

After he slapped his butt twice, he was beaten. Looking at the man's dark face, Xu Chichuan raised his head, closed his eyes and kissed him.

Mu Shihai was stunned for a moment, and then he turned his back on the guest and kissed him deeper. While kissing, he hugged him into the room, his frozen body was wrapped in warmth, the bright yellow lights shone on the dining table, and a family reunion advertisement was playing on the TV.

The cold wind was blowing, but it was no match for the scorching heat.

At the end, Xu Chichuan was out of breath, his lips were bright red and hot, Mu Shihai took out the mobile phone in his pocket, opened the call record, and it was clear at a glance without words.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something but still didn't say it. The man kissed his face, his dark eyes were deep and unwavering, and he could see through people at a glance.

The two of them ate the steak casually, only the sound of the collision of the knife and fork and the plate, the red wine quickly drained, the aroma of black currant and tropical fruit swirled in the throat, the face and tongue were flushed, and the eyes were full. Still very bright: "Brother——"

The leftover dishes were still confiscated, Mu Shiguan turned off the lights, and carried the person back to the room.

Stripping and fiddling with each other, kissing away, like the calm sea surface after a storm, unbelievably gentle, the rhythm alternates with the kisses, slowly but firmly driven in, each stroke is a deep caress and regret, Xu Chichuan stretched out his hand, buried his head into the man's chest, and hugged his neck tightly: "Brother——"

Mu Shihai kissed deeply: "Yes."

Half-drunk and half-awake is the most willful, Xu Chichuan is wrapped around his waist, his mouth is full of the aroma of wine, his two dimples are round, he wants to kiss and coax him when he is limp, he asks if he likes it the most He would call his elder brother by his name for a while, squint his eyes and call her husband when he felt comfortable, and Mu Shihai would answer them one by one, and let him mess around.

But in the end, Xu Chichuan vaguely remembered that the man reached deep inside, hugged him and kissed and kissed him, and whispered a word.

He said, Zai Zai, don't be afraid.

The feeling of a hangover is a headache after waking up, and the head is dizzy. Xu Chichuan held honey water and thought about breaking his head, but he didn't understand. There were no traces on his body, but his waist and legs were still so sore.

Mr. Mu kept silent, hiding his achievements and fame.

Shangri-La is in Gongbei District, it takes an hour to drive. After breakfast, they packed up and were ready to go. No one mentioned what happened yesterday.

The streetscape and trees kept receding, Xu Chichuan thought for a long time, he should have no reason to be afraid, no matter how bad it is, it will not be worse than these seven years.

As for disappointment and hurt, this has happened from the very beginning and cannot be avoided.

Then find a time for a showdown.

he thinks.

When the two appeared at the hotel, there was a small sensation, and the bride blushed on the spot: "Woohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Crying and reaching out to hug her, Mu Shihai patted her on the back, with a hint of warmth on his face: "Sister Jing, happy wedding."

Xie Zihuang punched him hard at the side: "Damn it, I didn't say it earlier when I came back, there can be one more person in the best man team."

Looking around, there were all familiar faces, Yang Yu, Su Pingran, Shen Qiansong, Liu Yiyu, Lu Miaoyi... He raised his eyebrows: "Where's Ye Jing?"

Brother Sanshui was fiddling with his bow tie, and his face darkened instantly: "I'm at home."

He looked like he had been working overtime for several days, and he just came back this morning, and fell asleep without saying a word.

The bad mood was even worse when I saw a certain young couple who were not in love with each other. They pulled them fiercely and left the banquet hall, acting like a neighborhood committee checking their household registration: "You two came together?"

"Yes."

"...Don't tell me you moved out of school and moved in with him."

Xu Chichuan: ...

"Depend on!"

"Xu! Chi! Chuan!" Lu Miao couldn't help scolding her mother, "Damn you! Boys are extroverted!"

Xu Chichuan retorted softly: "You and Ye Jing also live together."

Lu Miaoyi: ...

It's really a big deal for my father.

Grabbing him and looking left and right, his expression was tangled and distressed, he endured and endured but still couldn't hold back: "Then you..."

Xu Chichuan: "What?"

As soon as Lu Miao made an applause gesture, and then swiped, she saw Xu Chichuan blushing.

Brother Sanshui: ...

Very good, the cabbage in his house was really kicked by the pig.

"Don't get too used to him," Lu Miao said angrily, "Men are not fun! They are things that you don't cherish once you get them!"

Mr. Mu who just came out to look for his wife: ...

Calm down, calm down, this is Zai Zai's natal family, or his Fa Xiao's family, take a deep breath, don't get angry.

The wedding was held in a grand and grand manner. Huang Jing walked out in a wedding dress holding her father's hand. The moment she was handed over to Xie Zihuang, Xu Chichuan felt his heart grow hot and he let out a long breath.

The happiness that can see the light and be blessed is not enviable.

Turning his head to meet the man's bright and deep eyes, he quietly held hands tightly in a corner where no one was paying attention.

That's okay, there are more romantic secrets.

After the wedding, they declined the invitation to stay and play mahjong together. The two entered the elevator hand in hand, walked to the underground garage, got into the car, and couldn't wait to kiss.

The man fumbled for his face, his pupils darkened, and his tone of pride seemed to be swearing.

"I am here."

"You don't have to envy anyone."

After being away for seven years, I don't know what Shen Sijing's expression will be when he sees him.