But he said he loves me [Entertainment]

"I want to kiss you."

Ji Pingyu felt sore in his heart, he didn't say anything, but took a step forward, and hugged Liang without complaining.

Liang Buyuan hugged him almost instinctively, wrapped him in his arms, and could no longer restrain himself from tightening the strength of his hands.

Ji Pingyu hugged him, raised his hand across his back, and pressed his head against his neck, thinking that this was the second time he saw Liang without complaining and shed tears.

After six years, Liangbuyuan has really changed a lot.

He still remembered that six years ago, the person he liked was very thin although he had thin muscular lines.

They would always use the excuse of arm-wrestling to hold hands in the classroom openly, and often if he picked Liang Buyuan to wrestle his wrists on Monday, Liang Buyuan would definitely lose to him.

Because I have to do hard work for 50 yuan a day on Saturday, and I will be very tired on Monday after two days.

So even if he is cool and not complaining, he will sleep quietly in class.

He will cover for him.

At that time, Liang Buyuan always wore school uniforms, and the newly ordered school uniforms did not fit perfectly, and would be one size larger, because Liang Buyuan had to save them for future wear.

And the school uniform, which has been washed white and fluffed at the edges, is shorter, revealing a large part of the ankle.

Every time he gets close to Liangbuyuan or complains about Liangbuyuan, he can always smell the faint scent of sulfur soap on his body.

Because he washes clothes by hand with sulfur soap, washing powder is too expensive, and sulfur soap can be bought for only one dollar.

Now Liang Buyuan's shoulders and arms are firm, and the muscles on his waist and arms are also knotted. Even the familiar sulfur soap smell on his body is gone, replaced by Liang Buyuan's own smell.

Reassuring.

Ji Pingyu closed his eyes, his collar was wet because of catching a cold, and his nose also became sore.

He pressed Liang Buyuan's head down, but he didn't want Liang Buyuan to drop the golden beans when he saw him.

Ji Pingyu wanted to save face, and he couldn't be so "embarrassed" in front of the person he liked.

but……

He slowed down, and called him in a slightly hoarse voice: "I don't complain about it."

Liang Buyuan's arms were like hemp ropes that could not be cut, tightly wrapped around him: "Yes."

"Don't cry." Ji Pingyu was a little helpless: "I was about to be strangled to death by you, but you were the one who cried. Who is bullying whom?"

Liang Buyuan's nose was pressed against Ji Pingyu's collarbone through his clothes, and his voice was low and indistinct: "I thought you didn't want me anymore."

He has nothing, and all the things that Ji Pingyu has been used to seeing since he was a child, and he is tired of seeing him. Even if Ji Pingyu really doesn't want him, it's normal.

Ji Pingyu moved his lips, feeling extremely uncomfortable: "I didn't."

He explained: "I was really happy when you said that you would come to see me, but something happened at that time, which made you wait for so long... I can't explain clearly in a few words, and I am still recording the program now. After the program is over, I will I'll talk to you again."

He paused, his tone playful: "Besides, even if it is true, you are not someone who gives up so easily, right?"

"Ah."

Liang Buyuan didn't deny it, but only responded without saying anything.

It doesn't matter if Ji Pingyu really doesn't want him anymore, he will always find him.

As long as he finds him, he will bite tightly, and no matter who it is this time, he will not be able to let him go.

Even Ji Pingyu can't do it.

Seeing that his mood had calmed down a lot, Ji Pingyu patted the back of his head: "Are you almost relaxed? You really... have too much strength."

Liang Buyuan didn't move: "Hug me again."

He whispered, "I think you're going crazy."

Ji Pingyu was caught off guard by his straight ball, and thought that Liangbuyuan had really changed a lot.

You know, he never said these words back then.

Then Ji Pingyu let Liang not complain and hugged himself for a while.

Although Ji Pingyu is a young master, he is actually not the kind of son with a weak foundation.

He loves to play extreme sports, and in order to look good in a suit, he also specially exercises his figure.

So Liang Buyuan could feel that the person in his arms was still strong and strong as before.

Liang Buyuan followed the words of "a little while", and only gave himself 10 minutes before restraining himself from letting go of Ji Pingyu.

The moment he let go of Ji Pingyu, he raised his head and looked directly at Ji Pingyu: "Ji Pingyu."

Even though he already knew, he still wanted to confirm: "Do you still like me?"

Ji Pingyu didn't answer this question, but just asked: "Do you remember how long I chased you?"

Liang Buyuan didn't need to think at all: "Ten days."

Ji Pingyu smiled slightly, and said coolly: "What's the matter? Chasing before confessing is not considered chasing, is it?"

Liang Buyuan: "Forget it."

He paused slightly: "But you didn't tell me."

"Are you wood?" Ji Pingyu gritted his teeth: "It's not obvious to me?"

"I've been chasing you for a month, okay?!"

Liang Buyu was silent, he whispered: "From knowing to being together, a total of 30 days."

Ji Pingyu nodded, and six years later, he admitted what he kept silent about six years ago: "You look down on love at first sight?"

Liang Buyuan: "No."

He just hadn't thought of it.

Ji Pingyu and him were like two extremes, heading in different directions. He never thought that Ji Pingyu was the one who looked back first and saw him.

Ji Pingyu asked him again: "Do you still want to be with me?"

Liang Buyuan nodded: "Yeah."

This is also going crazy.

Ji Pingyu curled his lips, and his heart was sweet: "I'll give you another chance. I chased you for a month, so you can add another zero, ten months. Are you willing to chase?"

Liang Buyuan didn't hesitate at all: "Okay."

He promised quickly, but Ji Pingyu stopped.

He originally wanted to explain to Liang Buyuan that they hadn't seen each other for six years, and they needed to get to know each other again.

What if Liangbukuan's heavy liking and love is based on the imagination he radiated from his appearance six years ago, and when he realizes what he will be like six years later, the filter is broken and he doesn't like it so much?

Ji Pingyu has passed the age of love brain, not only rational, but also transformed into realism.

Liang Bukuan was not the only one who had changed a lot, he was too.

Ji Pingyu knew that he was different from six years ago.

But it seems that Liangbuyuan thinks so too.

Ji Pingyu sighed with emotion.

He has also matured, after all, he is 22 years old, not 16 years old, he only cares about the little boy he likes.

Ji Pingyu looked at it coldly and didn't complain, and tried to increase the difficulty: "I remind you, you can't use hands and feet when chasing people, you have to keep your distance."

Liang Buyuan was silent for a while.

Ji Pingyu thought it was still not enough, and was about to reduce the difficulty with a smile, when he listened to Liang Buyu and said lightly: "But when you chased me for ten days, you not only hugged, but also kissed."

Ji Pingyu: "..."

It's his fault, but can't Liangbuyuan let him do it?

After so many years, why is it still like this!

Liang Buyuan: "I will get your consent."

He asked again: "Do you still like me?"

Ji Pingyu paused for a moment.

He exhaled lightly: "Six years."

After opening these three words, Liang Buyuan understood what was going on.

He lowered his eyes to hide the gloom in his eyes.The fingers hanging by his side curled slightly, and he restrained himself so that he didn't go crazy and grabbed Ji Pingyu and rubbed him into his arms, so that he wouldn't have to say goodbye to him in the next second.

But Ji Pingyu added: "I'm really glad to see you again."

He smiled, raised his hand, and placed it on Liang Buyuan's head.

Ji Pingyu inserted his fingers into Liang Buyuan's hair, and lightly smoothed the messy hair on his neck just now. The seemingly soothing gesture made Liang Buyuan's tense body gradually Relaxed, but transformed into another kind of tension.

He said: "There have been a lot of people who have confessed to me in the past six years - you know I am very popular - and some have even been friends with me for several years."

Liang Bukuan didn't make a sound.

He knew how attractive Ji Pingyu was.

He had seen it six years ago.

Some of his suitors were even more perfect.

It was precisely because of this that he didn't understand why people who grew up with a golden key in their mouths could see him.

"But I didn't give them a chance, not at all."

Ji Pingyu spread his hands, and his tone was loose but frivolous, like a hook, easily catching Liang Buyuan's heart away: "I told them that I have a white moonlight in my heart, and unless the earth is destroyed, I can't hold others .”

Liang Buyuan breathed heavily: "I want to kiss you."

"No." Ji Pingyu refused: "It's only an hour and a half before the break, and I still want to sleep."

As he spoke, he yawned: "I held a temporary cross-border meeting last night, and I slept for two hours before catching the plane."

He couldn't fall asleep on the plane or in the car, he had to lie down, and he knew this.

So Liang Buyuan suppressed the delusion that he had instilled and bred, and changed his request in a hoarse voice: "I will guard you."

Ji Pingyu: "?"

He wondered if this was a new problem?

Liangbuyuan was never like this before.

Ji Pingyu moved his lips, but he still didn't have the heart to refuse: "It's up to you."

He took his own disposable toothbrush and cup, brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then went to bed. During this period, Liang Buyuan stared at him the whole time and didn't speak.

After lying down, Ji Pingyu turned on the cell phone that the program crew gave him when he just removed the mic as if he remembered something.

He took a look, and after confirming that there was no unexpected situation at work, he closed his eyes: "Don't sit on the floor, turn on the air conditioner, you will catch a cold."

Liang Buyuan, who was about to sit on the ground, paused.

After so many years, Ji Pingyu's habit of taking care of others has not changed at all.

He obediently got up and moved a chair to sit beside Ji Pingyu's bed, watching him quietly.

It was probably because he was too sleepy, and Ji Pingyu's sleep quality was not bad, so he fell asleep not long after he closed his eyes.

Liang Buyuan waited for a while, then called out softly.

Ji Pingyu slept soundly, did not wake up, and did not respond.

He got up, moved a little closer, and said in a smaller and softer voice: "I want to kiss you."

Of course Ji Pingyu, who had already played chess with Duke Zhou in his dream, couldn't talk to him.

So Liangbuyuan said lightly: "Acquiescence."

When the words fell, a kiss landed on Ji Pingyu's lips impartially.

Or mint toothpaste.

Liang Bukuan thought as he looked at Ji Pingyu's unconscious sleeping face.

The author says:

Tsk, scheming big dog! !