cohabitation contract

"Since that kid won't come back, let's go out to eat tonight. How about going to Yaotai Hotel? I remember you like to eat..." Zhuang Lingxiao was in a good mood, there was no He Hongwu dangling in front of Nie Changsheng on weekends Attention, thinking in his heart how to keep Nie Changsheng in the reserved room after the meal, and occasionally change the environment, so that the world between the two will be fresher.

"Go back." Nie Changsheng interrupted him in a low voice, and looked at the neon lights lit up outside the window one by one, embellishing the darkness of the night into colorful ones. It's the beginning of March, and the damp and cold wind in City H Still nostalgic for the earth and unwilling to leave.

Zhuang Lingxiao frowned. Although it doesn't matter where the two of them go in the world, if the mode can be changed a little, the taste will be very different. It's a pity that his senior brother is a elm-headed man who never knows how to change.

"Go to your place." Unexpectedly, Nie Changsheng suddenly said such a sentence that Zhuang Lingxiao didn't expect, and his hand holding the steering wheel slipped. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and his driving skills passed the test, so he immediately took control of the steering wheel Fortunately, this time period has passed the rush hour for work, and the road is not congested, so no traffic accidents have been caused. Even so, Nie Changsheng, who was in a daze, was also taken aback by him, and turned to look at the driver. The driver on board glanced, and in the dark compartment, his face was covered with sullenness: "Be careful!"

"Go to my place?" Zhuang Lingxiao was still in agitation, magnanimously ignoring the fact that he slipped his hand and was accused. Nie Changsheng's last sentence of "go to your place" completely shocked him. After living together for so long, nothing but After the bombing of the old apartment, Nie Changsheng lived in his villa, and after that he was reluctant to set foot in his domain, as if there were some unbearable memories in the villa.

Although there was indeed a slight incident that made Nie Changsheng unhappy in the villa...

Nie Changsheng turned his head out of the window again, and nodded his head before Zhuang Lingxiao's patience ran out, giving a soft "hmm".

His voice was a bit hoarse, as if he was too tired from work, and the weak sigh overflowed when he was very sleepy, like a sleepy cat stretching out its blunt claws to scratch the visitor who disturbed its sleep, Zhuang Lingxiao His heart was tickled by this shallow response, and his heart surged suddenly. He wished he could go back to the villa immediately, and put Nie Changsheng, who was so rare and well-behaved, under his body and teach him to be alone in body and mind.

Before that, they went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for tonight.

Ever since they ordered the farm food from the manor, every two days, the manor sent fresh ingredients to their door. It has been a long time since the two of them went to the supermarket to buy food.

At six or seven in the evening, the vegetables in the freezer section of the supermarket are quite sufficient, but there are not many meat choices. Zhuang Lingxiao originally wanted to eat dumplings, but he stopped thinking because the dumpling wrappers were sold out. In the end, Nie Changsheng I chose half a chicken, half a pickle, two bitter gourds, a small bag of snow peas, some garlic and onions, and went to pay.

Zhuang Lingxiao, who is far away from the chef, doesn't know the combination of ingredients at all, but any simple ingredients, made by Nie Changsheng's hands, are mouth-watering delicacies one after another.

Because it was for two people to eat, Nie Changsheng simply made one meat, one vegetable and one soup. The meat one was poached chicken, the vegetarian one was snow peas, and the soup was pickled vegetables and bitter gourd soup, but this soup was boiled with the half chicken , the soup has a strong chicken flavor, Zhuang Lingxiao drank two bowls in a row and still couldn't get enough of it. As for the white-cut chicken, because the meat itself is not as tough as the country chicken, but I don't know how Nie Changsheng made it. A plate of white-cut chicken The skin is yellow and the meat is white, the skin is smooth and the meat is smooth, and the taste is sweet, which is really good in color, fragrance and taste.

According to the usual practice, it is still Nie Changsheng who washes the dishes and cleans up the aftermath. Zhuang Lingxiao will occasionally come up to help with malicious intentions, saying that he is helping, but actually causing trouble. He was only a little taller than Nie Changsheng, relying on this height, he often put his lips behind Nie Changsheng's ear, deliberately sprayed his exhaled breath on his sensitive area, and whispered: "Brother, let me help you!" ..." Snatching the dishes from Nie Changsheng's hand, he didn't do any more work, but wrapped his fingers under the blisters, trying to interlock them.

"Stop making trouble." Every time at this time, Nie Changsheng reprimanded him angrily, and then tensed his waist. That guy really used that nasty trick again.

The touching limbs rubbed a weak electric current through the cotton material, and the rubbing of the swollen place was nothing more than a scratch. Zhuang Lingxiao began to breathe unsteadily, and his hot lips were printed on the ears of the person in his arms. Nie Changsheng also seemed to be emotional, but he didn't stop his rampage. Nie Changsheng let out a subdued moan and said in a low voice, "Your stubble has grown back."

Zhuang Lingxiao's body hair is relatively heavy, with legs and chest. It is said that this is a symbol of a man's strong sexual desire. The stubble on his face must be shaved once a day, otherwise he will not be able to meet people. On the other hand, Nie Changsheng's body hair is not as good as him. It’s thicker. When I used to wear jerseys to play basketball, in addition to the obvious underarm hair, even the hair on the legs was very weak, let alone the beard on the face. It doesn't feel slovenly.

"You shave for me." Zhuang Lingxiao let the stubble stick on his cheek viciously, and a smug smile appeared on his mouth, as if his ability in that area was praised.

He thought that someone as old-fashioned and conservative as Nie Changsheng would definitely scold him with righteous words again, but the man in his arms only narrowed his eyes slightly, as if enjoying the time of the two of them, nodded his head meekly, and bowed his head. A low "hmm" sounded.

Zhuang Lingxiao's hearing is very good, and the person in his arms just responded lightly, but to him, it was a bit shocking and unbelievable. Today, Nie Changsheng is unusually docile. Normally, he would not poke him with his elbow as a warning It's not bad, but he agreed without hesitation. Back then, when the two of them lived in the same dorm, they had a cold war because of shaving.

At that time, the two were only obsessed with experiments, and they were so busy that they forgot to sleep and eat. When the experiment was finally completed, they were exhausted, and they both slept in the laboratory. Go out for food.

When changing clothes, Zhuang Lingxiao in the mirror had already grown a shallow beard. He was very dissatisfied with this image, so he picked up a scalpel and used it as a beard knife. Nie Changsheng was so scared that he dared not move. He didn't want to move, lest he would make any noise and disturb the person, as soon as his hand slipped, his face would be broken.

I don't know whether it was Zhuang Lingxiao's good technique or his thick skin, and he finished shaving safely, but Nie Changsheng's face darkened, and he ignored that random guy for a long time, but not long after, on the sink in the laboratory There was a brand new electric shaver added by Nie Changsheng. This was the first high-end product he bought, and he was probably afraid that users would dislike it.

Later, when Zhuang Lingxiao left the medical school, he took the beard knife away by a strange coincidence. It is still lying in the drawer of his bedroom, but it has not been used for a long time, and it may have rusted.

The dense bathroom was filled with the smell of sandalwood, and the entangled two finally separated panting. Nie Changsheng weakly leaned against the edge of the bathtub, which was still a little cool, and his mind was pulled back a little, a little bit. He covered his eyes with the back of his hand in discouragement, obviously he just wanted to shave this man once, and it turned into the current situation. As an accomplice to murder, he really needs to bear a certain responsibility.

"Nie Changsheng," Zhuang Lingxiao took his hand covering his eyes and looked down at him seriously, "What's the matter with you today?" Things went wrong, and he was inexplicably a little apprehensive.

Nie Changsheng subconsciously avoided his scorching gaze, and the next moment, his chin was pulled back by this domineering man, forcing him to look squarely into his examining eyes.

"I want it." With a hoarse voice, Nie Changsheng frankly admitted the needs of human nature with a little embarrassment and shame.

Sure enough, a smug smile appeared on Zhuang Lingxiao's stern face, as if the ambitious man who killed and resolutely fought in all directions finally got the crown he dreamed of, he tightly rubbed Nie Changsheng into his arms.

Nie Changsheng closed his eyes, feeling the man's strong arms embracing him, the fiery body temperature, and the gentle kiss, as if catching the passing time under an hourglass, his hands clinging to Zhuang Lingxiao's shoulders, his neatly trimmed nails were deep She sank deeply into the man's shoulder blades, but a tear fell from the crevice of her eyes.

The days of being together are coming to an end, no amount of helplessness can only be hidden in the bottom of my heart, no amount of melancholy can only be turned into silence, these stolen happiness will eventually become the scars of memory, sealed in the desolation , don't expect spring flowers to bloom.

For the next two days, they did not leave the villa. The ingredients were also delivered by Zhuang Lingxiao who called the people who returned to the manor. As for Xiaobai in the new apartment, Lan Yili still came to take care of him. Woke up from the bed and drove for nearly an hour just to feed a puppy. She felt that her so-called senior secretary was too cheap, and she would have to reconsider the boss and offer another part-time salary later!

"From now on, senior brother will take care of my stubble every day." Zhuang Lingxiao got the service of Nie Changsheng again, was very amused, and began to imagine.

"Okay," Nie Changsheng said with a smile, "if you go to Xiaobai once a day."

Zhuang Lingxiao's face sank. He really should have stewed that little beast when he first adopted it, otherwise he wouldn't have seen it before his eyes, and Nie Changsheng would still be thinking about it.

In order to dispel Zhuang Lingxiao's anger, Nie Changsheng tried his best to trim his nails. Zhuang Lingxiao's hands are very slender, stable and strong, with calluses on his fingertips. This is a hand suitable for holding a scalpel. He once thought that he I will stand in the distance and stare at the owner of these hands for the rest of my life. Although something unexpected happened during the process, the chaos will be rectified soon.

"You smoke less in the future." Zhuang Lingxiao's fingers are good-looking, but Nie Changsheng still saw the yellowish marks between his fingers, which is the evidence of smoking.

"I'm going to Italy next week, and I'll quit smoking by the way." Zhuang Lingxiao smiled. Ever since he lived with Nie Changsheng, he had the idea of ​​quitting smoking. Since Nie Changsheng mentioned it, let him do as he wished.

"Next week?" Nie Changsheng was a little surprised, "When? How long?"

"The plane on Monday morning will probably stay there for a week," Zhuang Lingxiao said "tsk", with a hint of impatience in his words, obviously thinking about the unsatisfactory work, "The partner over there suddenly changed The plan is to re-sign the contract.”

Nie Changsheng remained silent, seven days was enough to change a lot.

"I will come back as soon as possible." Zhuang Lingxiao smiled, people said Xiaobie was better than a newlywed, but Nie Changsheng just showed a downcast expression, he was as happy as if he had received the highest honor.

"At that time, the cherry blossoms in the community were in full bloom." Nie Changsheng lived in a villa for a while before, but he didn't know that the tall trees transplanted to the edge of the forest road turned out to be cherry blossom trees. When he stepped in again, he saw Kazuki budding. The tips of the buds reveal a light red color, and Nie Changsheng, who has no romantic cells, will feel like wandering in a dream when he is in it.

"The cherry blossoms are blooming, so I'll take the hot pot for a stroll," Zhuang Lingxiao obviously looked forward to it, and smiled, "Brother, stay with me."

"Okay." Nie Changsheng smiled, and also entered the blueprint he had outlined, slightly moved, and the sadness in his eyes filled another layer.

In fact, after [-] years of life, the remaining green and youthful love stories gradually fade away. In addition to being with the one you love, you can also taste different tastes in ordinary things.