sorry i want you

In fact, Xin Yue didn't cry at all.

Just when he was walking, a small mosquito flew into his eye, which made him very uncomfortable.

Just now he buried his head and walked forward, blinking his eyes vigorously, trying to squeeze out tears and get the foreign objects out of his eyes.

It just so happened that Ou Jiming saw this scene.

Ou Jiming misunderstood on the spot.

He thought that Xin Yue was jealous of him, so he cried in pain.

It was also rare for Xin Yue to distinguish him, so he raised his hand and pressed the corner of his eye, trying to stimulate the lacrimal gland to flush out the foreign matter with tears.

Sure enough, tears came out after a while.

Xin Yue wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, saw a flying mosquito on his fingertips, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Ou Jiming also noticed that Xin Yue didn't seem to be crying for himself.

Ask him tentatively: "What's the matter with you? Are your eyes uncomfortable?"

Xin Yue blinked his red eyes and said, "A small mosquito flew into my eye just now, but it was washed out by tears just now."

It turned out that his red eyes were really not because of himself.

Ou Jiming originally had a schadenfreude in his heart, but at this moment he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He was a little unhappy, and dragged Xin Yue into the car without saying a word.

Although he didn't say a word, Xin Yue could clearly feel the anger emanating from him.

Sometimes Xin Yue treats Ou Jiming like coaxing a child. When he gets angry, he keeps silent or obeys him.So obediently followed him into the car.

Ou Jiming was driving on the busy road, the neon lights receding in the night.

After getting into the car, Ou Jiming didn't say a word.

Xin Yue turned his head to look at him, feeling that his anger was inexplicable, but he didn't want to reason with him, but just followed his mind and said, "In the future...you'd better see Wang Yu less often."

Ou Jiming immediately retorted: "Is it up to you whether I see anyone or not?"

Xin Yue: "Yeah, I don't care, then you can do as you like." Leaning against the car window, he stopped talking.

When Ou Jiming was waiting for the red light, he turned his head to look at him. Seeing Xin Yue looking out of the car window expressionlessly, he seemed a little unhappy, and his depressed laziness instantly relaxed a lot.

He raised the corner of his mouth and blew his whistle.

Ou Jiming was in a good mood. After returning home, he pressed Xin Yue on the bed for a few more times. He was lying on the bed smoking an after-event cigarette when he received a call from Lu Dinghao.

Lu Dinghao told him to go to the bar for a drink.

Ou Jiming didn't really want to go.

Now Xin Yue, who was sweating, was lying in his arms and fell asleep, with his eyes closed, his slightly swollen lips parted slightly, revealing a row of white and neat teeth, extremely cute.

At this moment, this scene really feels like Wen Yu is in his arms.

"next time."

Lu Dinghao yelled at the other end of the phone: "I said Ou Jiming, you can't do this, you can't have a beautiful woman in your arms, just forget us good brothers."

"Besides, since you got Xin Yue, we haven't met again. If you don't come out like this, we will think you are a strict wife."

"Fuck you." Ou Jiming lowered his voice and growled at the person on the other end of the phone, "Can you talk? Believe it or not, I tore your mouth open."

Lu Dinghao made a fool of himself on the phone: "You are here to tear it up, I'm afraid your legs are so weak that you can't stand up at all."

There was a burst of laughter on the phone.

"Lu Dinghao, you fucking owe me, just wait for me, I can't kill you today." Ou Jiming growled and hung up the phone.

Xin Yue, who was sleeping in his arms, seemed to be startled by his roar. At this moment, he moved very uncomfortably and let out a groan.

Ou Jiming carefully moved his head aside, and tiptoed out of the bedroom.

The moment the bedroom door was locked, Xin Yue, who was lying on the bed breathing calmly, suddenly opened his eyes.

In the darkness, his eyes were particularly bright, as if they could see through everything.

When Xin Yue went to the bar, Lu Dinghao and the others had already finished a round of drinking, and they happened to have some alcohol in their heads. Seeing that Ou Jiming was all crazy, they pulled him to drink for a while.

Ou Jiming dismissed those fugitives and sat in a quiet corner.

Unexpectedly, he ran into an old acquaintance here.

Wu Xin smiled sweetly after seeing Ou Jiming: "Ou Shao, long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

Ou Jiming glanced at Wu Xin, ignored him, and lit a cigarette by himself.

At this time, the door of the bathroom was opened from the inside, and Luo Heng came out from inside.

Ou Jiming was a little surprised that he would meet him on such an occasion.

Luo Heng has always disliked this kind of occasion. In the past, only Ou Jiming could call him, so I don't know why he came today.

Luo Heng came out of the bathroom and walked towards Ou Jiming.

Ou Jiming took a deep drag on the cigarette and extinguished the rest.

As soon as Luo Heng sat down beside him, he hooked Luo Heng's neck, face to face with him, and talked very close: "Hey, don't you hate me the most? Why are you here today?" All the white smoke sprayed on Luo Heng's face.

Luo Heng coughed, waved away the white smoke in front of his eyes, pushed Ou Jiming away, and said truthfully: "Lu Dinghao said you would come, but I don't usually see you, so I can only come here."

Ou Jiming: "Uh..." He coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment: "Actually, if you have something to do, you can come to my house directly."

"To your house?" Luo Heng gave him a complicated look, "I don't dare to come to the door rashly, I won't be able to compensate you if I disturb your good business." His tone also became strange.

Ou Jiming was not used to Luo Heng talking to him with this tone and expression, which made him feel weird: "He doesn't usually live at my place, he only comes to stay for two or three nights on weekends."

Luo Heng glanced at Ou Jiming, and his eyes darkened a bit: "You...you really live together."

Ou Jiming: "It's not a matter of time."

Lu Dinghao also leaned over at this time, grabbed Ou Jiming's shoulder, and asked with a smile: "Hey, I heard that you have lived with that perverted uncle? Tell me, how does he feel? I heard Older men don't smell very good. You put so much effort on him every day, don't you feel panicked? He has old arms and legs, and the back should be loose!"

Lu Dinghao asked a long list of questions without hesitation, each question made Luo Heng feel very unhappy.

Luo Heng's air pressure became lower, but Lu Dinghao didn't see it, or he deliberately ignored it!

Lu Dinghao didn't like Luo Heng very much, he didn't belong to the same circle, if it wasn't for Ou Jiming, he wouldn't take him to play with him.

"Cough—" Luo Heng coughed heavily, reminding Lu Dinghao not to go too far.

Lu Dinghao didn't take it seriously, and just pestered Ou Jiming to tell him the truth: "Tell me quickly, how is that perverted uncle, can he satisfy you? If you are good at it, when you get tired of playing, let us play for two days!"