Xiao Xiang always looked in a trance, he looked around, and saw that the furniture and furnishings of the residence were all set up by Shelan, and slowly sank his face, his eyebrows were condensed, his eyes were as dark as night, and he muttered to himself in a low voice, as if he sighed softly.

"It's a quick change!"

"Yes!"

"Looks like I'm going to destroy your whole house. ”

Xu Jiajia had not yet eased up, and saw his lover muttering like this, without speaking, he tried to think about Xianglan's words, but his brain did not cooperate, the thought of thinking about what he was thinking and worrying about him came out, raised his eyes, his tone was soft and earnest, and he asked him cautiously and softly: "Hmm, what's wrong?"

This gently called back Xiao Xiang's senses, Xiao Xiang was stunned for a moment, looked at Xu Jiajia who was close by, the old anger instantly collapsed, the original extremely indifferent and tired face immediately warmed up, a touch of spring rose, and a gentle expression spread on his lips.

"Oh, it's okay, help me up. ”

Xiao Xiang's eyes that always cast on Xu Jiajia can make Xu Jiajia happy for a long time, no matter when.

When Xu Jiajia heard this, he nodded silently, and immediately reached out to pull Mr. Xiaoxiang. Who knew that Xiao Xiang always pounced and fell on Xu Jiajia's body. Xu Jiajia was taken aback, and the wooden flute was thick in place. Xiao Xiang always saw that he was not moving, so he held the back of his head with one hand, wrapped his waist tightly around his waist with the other hand and held him in his arms, rubbing his head against his neck, and greedily sniffing the fragrance on his body.

Xu Jiajia likes Mr. Xiaoxiang's arms too much, and feels warm and firm, clean and reassuring, which makes Xu Jiajia want to stay in his arms for the rest of his life. He took a deep breath and gently closed his eyes to enjoy the moment. After a long while, after adjusting his breathing, he opened his eyes and lowered his eyes, looked at Mr. Xiao Xiang softly, and said softly.

"Are you alright?"

Xiao Xiang always smelled the elegant fragrance on Xu Jiajia's body, and became gentle, and her cold and domineering voice was slightly involved in warmth and softness.

"That's nice...... It's still charming in your arms!"

As he spoke, he hugged him greedily as if he was going to rub him into his body.

Xu Jiajia's body stiffened, swallowed his saliva, and immediately chuckled in his heart like a little rabbit, and he was a little scared. Just now, I was arguing with him to the death, and I couldn't talk with my brain, how could I hurt people so badly, but now what's the matter? I wanted to ask a few more questions, but I heard him whisper softly.

"You, why are you so stupid, how can you be beaten by me......"

The gentle words flowed into Xu Jiajia's heart like flowing water, he was stunned, all his thoughts froze, as if he was frozen, his heart seemed to be pricked by a needle, a sharp and sharp pain hit, and a brief blank appeared in his mind. After a while, his heart was warm, but his eyes were already red, and then his eyes were faintly tearful, and his expression gradually became agitated step by step, and tears slipped down like pearls with broken threads.

It's too hard, it's too hard to date this man, he's always in the middle of nowhere. This love is difficult like going up the knife mountain, going down to the sea of fire, the heart is like hanging on a cliff, like being pinned to the waist by this man, and it may be thrown into the abyss at any time.

His face was inevitably heavy, and he tried desperately to suppress it, not to let himself choke out, but his voice was still gradually choking.

"You ......"

Xiao Xiang always felt that the person in his arms seemed to tremble a little, his heart hurt, thinking that Xu Jiajia was the same as himself, but he was just a patient with the same disease and pain, his heart was as deep and depressed as the night, his lips were squirming on his anxious and distressed face, and he made a soft sound, getting softer and softer, almost talking to himself, I don't know what he was talking about, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he sighed softly in his mouth.

"It's so stupid......"

“......”

The more he hugged his hands, the tighter he clenched, as if he was afraid that Xu Jiajia would slip away.

After that, Xu Jiajia couldn't hear what he was saying, so he gently pushed him away, wrapped his arms around his waist, and looked at him with a pair of eyes with spring colors.

"Woad?"

"Woad?"

Sure enough, he had fallen asleep on top of him.

Xu Jiajia's immature face smiled softly, and the corners of her mouth were raised to outline a very beautiful arc, which complemented the smile in her eyes, like a warm spring breeze blowing through the tip of people's hearts, soft, warm, and the corners of people's mouths rose unconsciously.

Heart: You belong to me after all.

To say that this Xu Jiajia fell in love with woad, it was a sinless thing. The fault is that the person he is in love with is most likely a false person who may disappear at any time. This love, if you are not careful, will disappear and cease to exist. His love, regardless of pampering himself, is like a moth to a fire.

Helped Wo Lan to the bed and gently changed into pajamas for him, which was extremely gentle. And Xianglan is not completely asleep, she is like a laipi in a daze, occasionally working against Xu Jiajia, Leng refuses to change her clothes, and occasionally acts like a hooligan, teasing Xu Jiajia with her hands and feet. Xu Jiajia never hated him, so he could only let him be a hooligan, and when he was tired, he coaxed him to sleep.

The two who were originally unrelated met five years ago.

At that time, Xu Jiajia was just a newcomer, no fame, no fans in front of him, and he was also an eighteenth-tier little artist who took economy class on the plane. And woad has begun to gradually expand the plate of Fengxun Games with the help of his father's Fengxun Entertainment, and quietly layout the market everywhere.

In the airport, the flow of people is shoulder to shoulder, bustling, footsteps, the sound of security equipment...... Various sounds echo through the various physical and mechanical devices of the airport.

Woad sat alone on the chair at the boarding gate, quietly looking at the information in her hand. He did not wear a suit and leather shoes, but wore a white round-neck linen shirt, a brown light knit sweater, and a pair of gray linen trousers, his hair was not neatly tied with hair wax as usual, and the bangs on his forehead hung down at will. He is always like this, and his outfit during non-working hours looks the same as that of a college student, elegant and fresh.

A boarding box stood in front of Xiang Lan, he raised his eyes slightly, and saw that it was a young man about eighteen years old, with handsome eyebrows and a radiant appearance, smiling and nodding, which was regarded as a greeting.

The faint smile under Lang's eyebrows was like a spring breeze, which made the young man's heart itch.

The young man smiled at him and sat down beside him. The young man noticed the woad in the distance, and even if he looked at it from a distance, he could know that this must be a handsome and beautiful man. Now when I walked in, I saw that his eyes were like stars, his nose was like hanging jade, his lips were like Liedan, his teeth were like braided shells, his ears were like condensation beads, and he was heroic and refreshing......

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "What an impeccable beautiful boy." But I feel that this man is too clean and elegant, like a blank piece of paper without color, which is white, but it also makes people have no idea where to start, and there is nothing to do. Sitting beside him, he did not dare to move, for fear of disturbing him. couldn't help but secretly look at the information in his hand, which turned out to be some game materials. Such an elegant and tranquil person, shouldn't he be holding a book of poetry with his stomach full of Jinglun?

The young man looked embarrassed, his eyes turned smartly, and he also looked down at his phone.

On the other side, Xianglan didn't care about the previous young man, but just looked at the information by himself. How could he have imagined that this eighteen-year-old boy would become an important part of his life?

The world always likes to joke.

Yang Dingchen, a male classmate of Shelan's junior high school, suddenly arrived and stood in front of Shelan.

"Oh my God, is that you?"

"Oh my God!

The high-decibel scream, ecstatic like a woman, almost pierced Xu Jiajia's eardrums.

Xu Jiajia looked up and saw that a man who looked like he was thirty years old and his appearance was staring at the face of the man beside him, his two eyes flashed with surprise in the firelight, and his whole face became bright. His mouth opened and closed, closed and opened, his tongue bridged, he felt like he was going to say something, and he couldn't open his mouth because his emotions were too high.

Thinking that she had just met an acquaintance, she looked up indifferently, her face changed suddenly, and her heart suddenly tightened, as if she had been pressed by a golden stone, and she was suffocated for a while.

Yang Dingchen, a name that is enough to make Woad Lan tremble. With his appearance, the nightmare belonging to Woad seemed to have opened a gap, and those chilling memories were about to run out in a steady stream.

Seeing that Xiang Lan's hand was trembling slightly, the young man couldn't help but be a little vigilant, and fixed his eyes to look at this sudden man. The uneasy-going and kind-looking face wore a pair of delicate gold-rimmed glasses, and the shrewd and arrogant eyes under the eyes shone brightly, as if they had won the lottery.

"It's really you! I almost don't recognize you!"

The noisy sound made Woad Lan feel a chill in her heart, spreading from the soles of her feet to her whole body, her back seemed to be frozen, and her body couldn't help but tremble slightly. He hung his hands, growing more and more frightened and helpless.

Yang Dingchen: "Oh my God, how do you seem to have changed into a different person, I remember that you used to be the class flower in our class!"

Huh?

Xu Jiajia was startled, looked at the two alternately, and inexplicably felt that the atmosphere began to become tense and calm.

Xianglan adjusted her heartbeat, stood up slowly, smiled politely and lazily at the old classmate, and pretended to be surprised: "Yang Dingchen?"

Yang Dingchen couldn't hide his surprise, and excitedly wanted to hug Wolan, but Wo Lan politely took two steps back and respectfully stretched out his hand to shake him. The smile on the old classmate's face froze, and then he used a hearty smile to resolve the embarrassment, and the smile stretched even brighter and hearty.

"Ah, we haven't seen each other in seven years, have we?"

Woad nodded.

Yang Dingchen then looked up and down at Woad, as if he was looking at a plaything, sometimes surprised, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling heartily.

Xianglan was very uncomfortable stared at by him, her face flashed gloomy, and she lowered her voice and said, "How are you?"

Yang Dingchen didn't seem to want to answer Siaolan's question, but opened his mouth and exclaimed: "Look how good you are now, like a man." ”

Hearing this, Wolan's brows furrowed, and her face was extremely gloomy.

"Let go of me!"

"Let go of me!"

"Dad!"

Xiao Xiang always seemed to be dreaming, and a slightly desperate cry brought back Xu Jiajia's memories of thoughts, and looked at the person on the bed in a panic.

"Woad?"

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Xiang always panicked and convulsed for a moment and then suddenly opened his eyes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, he looked around the room in panic, and after confirming that it was a dream, he bit his lip tightly and stared at the door of the room vigilantly.