My boyfriend is a decoration worker

"Which one do you want to drink?" Tianhao took out his cup and asked.

I remember that when I was in high school, I stayed overnight at Ning Mo's house. The two of them secretly drank Ning Mo's father's 38-degree liquor. Ning Mo passed out after only a small cup.

The drunken Ning Mo spoke vaguely, hugged Tian Hao and called his name, Tian Hao thought he was crazy.

At that time, he even gave Ning Mo a shower. When Ning Mo found out the next day, his face turned red like a persimmon, and he beat him up.

Tian Hao raised the corners of his mouth, Ning Mo had already liked him at that time, and he showed his true feelings after being drunk, only blamed himself for not thinking in that direction at the time.

After leaving, whenever the night is quiet, the memories of being with Ning Mo will flood into Tianhao's mind like a fountain. These happy memories also remind Tianhao how painful it is not to have Ningmo!

"White!"

Okay, pour 38% wine in a glass, half a glass of 48% wine can knock Ning Mo down.

Tian Hao picked up the wine bottle and poured two glasses of wine, Ning Mo picked up a glass of wine, and looked at the posture and prepared to drink it all in one gulp.

Tianhao immediately covered the mouth of the cup with one hand: "Don't, drinking too quickly can easily get you on your head."

"You're the one talking!" Ning Mo said dissatisfiedly, then picked up the cup and took a small sip.

The pungent force went straight to the throat, and Ning Mo grinned, his face flushed with the slightest blush after drinking.

Tianhao looked at Ning Mo, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and the fire in his heart burned even hotter.

He lit another cigarette, took a puff and then exhaled to cover up his emotions, Ning Mo subconsciously turned his head away to avoid the smoke.

Tianhao caught a glimpse of Ning Mo's movement of turning his head away, and he was taken aback for a moment and said, "Momo, do you hate the smell of cigarettes?"

Ning Mo was still trying to digest the sip of wine just now, it was too strong and spicy for him, he squinted his eyes at Tianhao and said, "A little bit, it's okay, you can smoke, I don't object to others smoking."

Tianhao put out the cigarette: "It's okay, I don't have to smoke, anyway, smoking is not good for your health."

Ning Mo: "It's not good, then you smoke less."

Tianhao took a sip of wine without changing his face: "Your ex-boyfriend doesn't smoke?"

Ning Mo took a few more sips, and his face became more and more red: "I don't smoke, I don't swear, I don't drink, I don't gamble or whore, I just love work..."

It is estimated that Ning Mo couldn't hold on anymore, he was not far from drunk, and now he was talking nonsense, Tian Hao finished the remaining half glass of wine, and continued to pour wine into his own glass.

"Then what's your nostalgia, why don't you split it up!" Tianhao drank from the wine glass while staring at Ning Mo's face. Anyway, now that Ning Mo is half-drunk, he is not afraid to look at him no matter what he likes.

Ning Mo took another sip, Tian Hao glanced at his glass, it was half full.

"He only loves his job, he doesn't need me at all, I'm superfluous." Ning Mo leaned back, leaned back on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

Ning Mo missed another man, Tianhao should be angry, but he found that he was angry not because Ning Mo missed others, but because that man made Ning Mo sad.

He was a little dazed by himself.

"He doesn't need you, I need you!" Tian Hao said distressedly, and then added: "We all need you."

"Well, yes, there are people who need me."

Ning Mo's lazy voice made Tian Hao's ears go numb, he pinched his thigh hard, the pain made him calm down, he was afraid that he would be impulsive and press Ning Mo on the sofa to kiss hard.

"Thank you for my dad's matter!" After a few minutes of silence, Ning Mo said something abruptly.

Tianhao: "I didn't help, I deserve this thank you."

Ning Mo struggled to get his back off the sofa, picked up the wine glass, touched Tian Hao's glass and said, "You really want to help, and that's enough."

Watching Ning Mo drink a few more sips of wine, his eyes were a little blurred, Tianhao could deduce from his expression that he was starting to get drunk, but the degree of drunkenness was not clear.

Tianhao: "Momo, these years, when I was the most difficult and sad, do you know how I lived?"

Ning Mo blushed, squinted his eyes, held the wine glass and faced Tian Hao, the hand holding the wine glass began to shake a little: "Tian Hao, how are you doing?"

Tianhao stared at him: "I miss you, I think of the time with you, I think of your voice, your appearance, and I got through the most difficult days."

Ning Mo put down his wine glass, moved his body staggeringly towards Tianhao, and then put his hands on Tianhao's shoulders: "I'm sorry, I didn't find you back then. I didn't find you when I called you. I went to your house to look for you. My house was also sold, I cried at that time, I was afraid that I would never see you, that you would suffer, and that if I saw you, you would hate me..."

Tian Hao's heart seemed to be pumped again and again, the pain was so painful that he didn't know what to say, he stretched out his arms from Ning Mo's armpit to wrap his arms around Ning Mo's neck.

This is the hug that Tianhao dreamed of, but at this moment, he only has distress in his heart.

He put his arms around Ning Mo, and Ning Mo didn't move. When they parted, Ning Mo closed his eyes and breathed heavily, obviously drunk.

Tian Hao laid him flat on the sofa, and when he leaned over to rest Ning Mo's head on the sofa, he couldn't help but get closer, it's a god-given opportunity, you used to steal kisses from me, now I steal kisses from you, it's fair !

Tian Hao's face slowly approached Ning Mo's. The closer he got, the more nervous he became, and his breathing became heavier. The hot air from his mouth sprayed all over Ning Mo's face.

When their lips were less than five centimeters apart, they slapped Tian Hao on the face with a "snap".

Tianhao was stunned, how embarrassing to be found out for stealing a kiss, and he didn't know how to explain it, or just confess his love...

Just when he was wandering in the void, he heard Ning Mo say vaguely: "...It stinks...the smell of smoke...stinks..."

Ning Mo didn't open his eyes the whole time, Tianhao heaved a sigh of relief, remembering that he was smoking and drinking, he put his fingers together on his lips, exhaled, and then took a deep breath, uh...Look I want to quit smoking, how about I kiss Ning Mo in the future?

He immediately ran to the bathroom and squeezed half a tube of toothpaste, and it took 2 minutes to finally remove the smell of smoke.

When he returned to the sofa again, Ning Mo was still the same, and fell asleep very peacefully, unlike before, when he used to hug and talk nonsense.

Tian Hao's heart was itching very much, he couldn't wait to lean over again, his breath sprayed on Ning Mo's face as usual, this time Ning Mo didn't hit him, Tian Hao put his lips on Ning Mo's lips.

Ning Mo's lips are very soft and comfortable... Before he could taste it carefully, Ning Mo suddenly turned his head, and after a while, he shook his head: "It's so prickly...so itchy... ...."

Ning Mo's eyes were originally closed, but then he half-closed his eyes and said, "Beard...so itchy..." and giggled because of the itching.

Tian Hao was taken aback at first, thinking that his stealing kiss had been discovered again, but later he couldn't help laughing when he heard Ning Mo say that his beard was itchy.

It seemed that he would not only quit smoking, but also had to shave in the future. He couldn't help pricking Ning Mo's face with his beard, making Ning Mo laugh while pushing him.

Tian Hao has played enough, and feels that it is not enough, his "task" has not been completed, just scratch it.

He ran into the bathroom again, and within a few minutes, a handsome and clean young man came out of the bathroom.

He quickly walked over to Ning Mo and sat down, leaning on the sofa with one hand and Ning Mo's waist with the other, preparing to complete his task of stealing a kiss tonight, but before his lips kissed, Ning Mo's lips were already close. up.

Ning Mo put his arms around Tianhao's neck, closed his eyes and gently kissed Tianhao's lips, not kissing deeply, just biting lightly.

Tianhao was so nervous that he froze, he was soon overwhelmed by a great sense of happiness, and then gently and carefully kissed back.

"Jun...jun..." Ning Mo said vaguely while kissing.

Although Ning Mo's pronunciation was not very clear, Tianhao could hear it very clearly. He stopped, stopped talking, and gently pushed Ning Mo away.

Ning Mo mistook him for Jiang Jun, that's why he kissed him, and it was in an unconscious state when he was drunk, Ning Mo was thinking of Jiang Jun, that's too fucked up.

Tian Hao put Ning Mo on the sofa, he walked to the balcony and closed the door alone, took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket, and put it back in his trouser pocket when he was about to light it with the lighter.

In this way, the cool breeze blew on the balcony for an hour.

After calming down, he went back and carried Ning Mo back to the bedroom, helped him take off his shoes and socks, turned on the air conditioner, adjusted the temperature, covered the quilt, and then left.

Standing on the balcony for an hour, he came to the conclusion that it was impossible to let go of Ning Mo no matter what, and he would use all methods and unscrupulous means to make Ning Mo fall in love with him.