Three Batches of Dog Blood Stories

Zhao Tan's room was not lit, and it was pitch black. Song Cheng took out the key to open the door, and entered the bedroom in the dark.

will he be home

Song Cheng followed his memory and hugged a large warm quilt on the bed.

"Hmm." Zhao Tan moved, as if he had fallen asleep.

Song Cheng took off his coat, got into the quilt and hugged Zhao Tan's back.

Zhao Qin kicked his foot, but didn't kick it off, so he had to endure it.

Song Cheng touched Zhao Qin's pajamas with his fingers, and kissed the back of Zhao Qin's neck with his lips. Zhao Qin woke up and pushed Song Cheng away: "Why are you here?"

Song Cheng hugged him tightly again: "I have the key, why can't I be here?"

Zhao Qin turned on the bedside lamp, frowning, obviously not very welcome, he wanted to say "Why don't you return the key to me", but since it's not suitable to quarrel at night, he just said: "You go home and sleep."

"You drove me away? Why did you drive me away?" Song Cheng didn't understand very much, and logically said that they didn't quarrel on the phone, and Zhao Qin shouldn't have any objections to him.

Zhao Qin thought for a while and said, "I don't want to do it today."

Song Cheng was angry: "I didn't say to do it!"

Zhao Qin didn't understand even more: "You don't want to do it, why do you want me?"

Song Cheng was even more angry: "If I don't want to do it, can't I find you? What do you think of me, I'm so hungry?"

Zhao Qin didn't speak, but the silence obviously made people more angry.

Song Cheng was furious: "You're not the number one in the club, Zhao Qin, why did I drive here in the middle of the night just to fuck you? Do you know how bad your skills are and how bad your taste is? Waking up to wake up is a terrible disappointment! "

Zhao Tan sighed: "Then why are you here?"

If it were Zhao Qin before, Song Cheng would take the initiative to find him, let alone such a trivial matter as the night, even if Song Cheng wanted to play tricks, he would happily satisfy him, but now his mentality has changed, Song Cheng's needs are not important. First again.

Song Cheng didn't speak, but stared at Zhao Qin fiercely, as if he would pounce on someone at any moment.

In fact, Song Seung does love to bite.

Zhao Qin stared at Song Cheng for a while, then let Song Cheng go down the steps: "It's getting late, and I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so go to bed early."

Then Zhao Qin lay back on the bed and moved a bit for Song Cheng.

Zhao Qin felt that what he did was right, he shouldn't deliberately provoke Song Cheng again.In the past, he couldn't help but choke on Song Cheng, because he wanted to see if Song Cheng would be as painful as himself because of the hidden knife language between each other.Sometimes, pain is a better test of whether there is affection between each other.But now Zhao Tan no longer needs to prove whether Song Cheng has feelings for him, nor does he care whether the feelings are deep or not.To put it bluntly, Song Cheng is now just a stepping stone for him, Zhao Tan, and Song Qi, what he should do is to break up with Song Cheng peacefully.

Zhao Qin thought, Song Cheng is a generous person with an open mind, even if one of his ex-lover kicked him off, even if one of his ex-lover got close to his elder brother, he wouldn't be hard on him.

With this in mind, Zhao Qin closed his eyes in peace.

Song Cheng bit his lip, his face flushed red.He felt that his exasperated self was like an unreasonable child, extremely ashamed.

But after getting under the covers, he immediately changed his appearance and forced Zhao Tan to face him with a smug smile.

He stroked Zhao Tan's palm and said, "I've been too busy recently to accompany you. Are you blaming me?"

If he could follow Song Cheng's wishes and take a step back, then Song Cheng would show his cute side.

This is a very important advantage of Song Cheng, and it is also what makes him likable. Zhao Tan used to have nothing to do with Song Cheng in this state.

"I didn't do it on purpose. I'll be with you tomorrow too, okay?" Song Cheng took Zhao Tan's palm out of the quilt and rubbed it on his cheek: "I miss you so much, Zhao Tan."

"You are the best." Song Cheng pressed his lips against the back of Zhao Tan's hand: "How about we have dinner together on Saturday? It's XX restaurant. We haven't had dinner together for a long time."

Zhao Tan withdrew his hand: "Go to bed first."

"You promise me first."

Zhao Qin pretended to be asleep.

Song Cheng pressed Zhao Qin with one arm: "We used to sleep together like this before, do you remember?"

Song Cheng was talking about the college period, and Zhao Qin thought that the period of exclusive love existed between him and Song Cheng.Song Cheng at that time, even if he dated someone during the day, he would come back to sleep at night.And Zhao Tan was foolish, thinking that Song Cheng was busy with business during the day.

Now that Song Cheng mentioned this, Zhao Qin was still very angry.

Zhao Tan: "Is it okay to sleep?"

"Good, good, sleep." Song Cheng kissed Zhao Qin's forehead, "Good night."