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When sending Wen Yan downstairs to the hotel, Song Zhuangtong followed them out of the car.

"Walk so fast, are you afraid that I will make you responsible?"

Song Zhuangtong's words made Wen Yan's steps stop, and he turned around awkwardly, looking up at Song Zhuangtong.

Song Zhuangtong looked straight at him and said, "It's okay, just treat me as if you bullied me. After all, you were afraid at the time, and it's normal to want someone to rely on."

Wen Yan corrected, "That's not the case."

"What's that like? You kissed me back too." Song Zhuangtong asked.

Wen Yan couldn't hear him describe the details of the kiss, it was a kiss that Song Jing had bumped into, and took a step forward to cover Song Zhuangtong's mouth with his hand, Wen Yan raised his eyes and looked at him, his cheeks blushing.

"Just as you think."

Song Zhuangtong easily pulled his hand away, but he was not satisfied with Wen Yan's answer.

"Mr. Wen, explain more clearly."

"Let's try together first, okay? If it's not suitable, we'll return to friendship." Wen Yan discussed.

"No." Song Zhuangtong refused, "I don't have the habit of being friends with my ex."

Wen Yan's expression was a little uncomfortable: "Then what should I do?"

"Then stay with me all the time, so that there will be no talk of returning to friendship." Song Zhuangtong hissed lightly, and gently stroked Wen Yan's chin, "Why are you talking about breaking up before we start talking?" What's wrong?"

Wen Yan blushed and avoided his movements: "Let's plan ahead."

Song Zhuangtong liked his shy look so tightly, followed his avoiding movements to touch his face, lightly pinched the flesh on Wen Yan's face, and said: "There is nothing inappropriate, there is no way you don't like me For the point, you just tell me directly, and I will change it."

Wen Yan: "Then I don't like you smoking."

Song Zhuangtong: "..."

Wen Yan: "I still don't like you using physical strength to suppress and bully me."

Song Zhuangtong: "..."

Wen Yan: "I don't like that you drink a lot of wine and smell all over your body."

Song Zhuangtong, who was reprimanded for a while, looked a little dangerous, he raised his right eyebrow lightly, and said, "I advise you to say something nice to coax your boyfriend now."

Wen Yan smiled and said, "I like you."

The light in Song Zhuangtong's eyes froze, and he quickly supported the back of Wen Yan's head with his palms. His attempt to kiss him was seen through, and Wen Yan twisted his body to hide for a while, and said, "It's at the gate, don't move your hands."

Song Zhuangtong pinched the soft flesh on the back of his neck and rubbed it lightly, his gaze was fixed on Wen Yan's face, and he couldn't move it away.

"I want to kiss you right now."

Wen Yan stretched out his hand and took his hand off, and said, "You owe it first, and I will pay you back next time when there is no one around."

Wen Yan picked up his suitcase and kept a distance from him. Song Zhuangtong snorted coldly and said, "Yes, but the interest I want to charge is very high."

Wen Yan walked into the hotel under Song Zhuangtong's gaze, pushed the box with one hand, turned and waved to him: "Goodbye."

Song Zhuangtong also waved to him.

After checking in, Wen Yan sent Zhang Yu a location and asked him to have dinner together in the evening to chat about investing the house money.

Zhang Yu had heard before that Zhou Yuanbai went to Wen Yan's to find something unpleasant, he was very angry, and when he saw Wen Yan, he scolded Zhou Yuanbai shamelessly with Wen Yan, for daring to monitor his itinerary.

Wen Yan suddenly thought of something, frowned and asked, "Is he still watching you now?"

Seeing Zhang Yu's face change suddenly, Wen Yan sighed: "He probably also monitored my movements, we can't prevent it."

"Damn it, is this scumbag disgusting? I did that kind of thing myself, how dare I appear in front of you again and disturb you openly?" The more he thought about it, the more angry Zhang Yu drank half a glass of red wine. Just about to continue insulting, he suddenly saw Wen Yan looking happy and relaxed, he frowned slightly, and said sharply, "Your state is very different from the time I saw you last time."

Wen Yan didn't intend to hide the fact that it was a friend who had been with him for so many years, and said, "I'm in a relationship."

"My day?" Zhang Yu looked at him in shock, "When?"

Wen Yan considered the wording for a while, and said, "The relationship is confirmed today, but we have been together for a long time."

Zhang Yu asked him uncertainly: "Could it be..."

"It's Song Zhuangtong." Wen Yan suddenly felt that he was a little in love, and he hadn't been together for a long time, and he couldn't help but curl his lips into a chuckle just by saying his name.

Zhang Yu was stabbed by his rippling expression, and he said, "You are heartless, why didn't I see it last time—wait a minute, does he have a son?"

Wen Yan nodded and said, "Yes, in my class."

Zhang Yu, who changed his face in an instant, was a little disgusted and said, "Then is he gay?"

Wen Yan said: "These things can't be distinguished so clearly. In fact, I hesitated because of this at the beginning, but he treated me very well. I don't think I can look forward and backward like before, nor can I plunge into a relationship like before. Go here, so it doesn't matter if we break up."

Zhang Yu thought to himself that you don't look like you didn't plunge in headlong. In order not to pour cold water on Wen Yan, he raised his glass to Wen Yan: "Okay, we will grow up wise if we suffer from a fall."

Wen Yan smiled and clinked glasses with him: "You're already in your thirties, why don't you talk about growing up or not?"

Wen Yan, who drank a little red wine, was a little bit hot, his cheeks were flushed, and he kept grabbing Zhang Yu and talking about the two of them when they were in high school.When Zhang Yu sent him back to the hotel, he was still a little uncertain: "You can really do it by yourself?"

Wen Yan rubbed his hot face and said, "I'm not drunk."

"Okay, then you go upstairs by yourself, I won't go down." Zhang Yu said.

Wen Yan opened the car door and got out of the car, turned to say goodbye to him: "See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Zhang Yu watched Wen Yan walk to the door of the hotel, and suddenly a tall figure walked out beside him, hugging Wen Yan affectionately with one hand, Zhang Yu stared straight at the window, and hurriedly patted the window and said, "Wait a minute. "

Wen Yan's happy mood can be seen just by looking at his back, Zhang Yu leaned against the car window for a while and sighed, "Forget it, let's go."

After being embraced by Song Zhuangtong into the elevator, Wen Yan didn't even dodge a kiss from him leaning over.

"You guys have been eating for too long. I waited for nearly an hour." Song Zhuangtong let go of Wen Yan's lips, pinched his face, and said in a low voice.

"You want to come, why didn't you tell me earlier? Where's Song Jing?" Wen Yan asked.

"There is an aunt at home, and Song Jing is more attached to her than me." Song Zhuangtong tasted some wine from the kiss just now, and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"Drank a little red wine."

Wen Yan opened the door and entered the room. Before he could stand still, he was slammed against the door by Song Zhuangtong's shoulders. Wen Yan looked at the person in front of him with his mouth slightly open.

Song Zhuangtong turned his head to the side, found the most suitable angle for kissing, and kissed gently.

This gentle and affectionate kiss is a simple kiss between lips and teeth. Song Zhuangtong pecked Wen Yan's lips with small mouths, his eyes and eyelashes were slightly closed, and the kiss was fierce and heavy when they were not together. Now it's hard to catch up , became cautious again.

Wen Yan enjoyed such a gentle loving kiss, his arms unconsciously wrapped around Song Zhuangtong's neck, and he took the initiative to kiss back.

After the kiss was over, Song Zhuangtong was still a little dissatisfied, and rubbed Wen Yan's lower lip hard twice according to his own preference.

"Are you going to sleep here today?"

Wen Yan still kept circling his neck, and Song Zhuangtong's palm had already slipped to his back. After speaking, Wen Yan felt that his words were a bit suggestive, and added: "I will get up early tomorrow to sign the contract."

After speaking, it feels more suggestive.

Song Zhuangtong stared at him, pushed Wen Yan's butt up with his knees, then stretched out his arms to hug his buttocks, and put the whole body in his arms, wrapping his legs around his waist gently, Song Zhuangtong easily pulled him To hug up.

After putting him on the bed, Song Zhuangtong put his hand on Wen Yan's throat and asked, "Then I insist on sleeping here, what should you do?"

Wen Yan grabbed his wrist nervously and said, "Not yet."

There was a bit of a smile in Song Zhuangtong's eyes, and his hand slid along the neckline to Wen Yan's collarbone. His rough fingers seemed to be poking inside, and he said, "When can it be?"

Wen Yan squeezed his wrist tightly, and said, "At least I have to wait until I finish my business."

Song Zhuangtong couldn't help laughing this time. When he smiled, Wen Yan's ears were blushing, but Song Zhuangtong still stuck to his ear, whispering, "Teacher Wen, you keep your word."