Huanhuan was drunk for the first time, he didn't sleep very well, he turned over and over like a pancake, his stomach rolled badly, and he couldn't vomit, Pan Sen took care of him for most of the night, and sat in front of the window a little tired and smoked, this pack of cigarettes was bought in a roadside shop when he was waiting for Huanhuan to come out of the bar, the smell of tobacco paralyzed his sense of smell, he suddenly felt good, as if he was addicted, such a faint smell of tobacco, let him forget his troubles, and drove away the faint unwillingness in his heart.

Huanhuan's mobile phone screen lit up, Pan Sen glanced at it and looked away, he always felt that Sheng Jing's possessiveness was particularly terrifying, and he didn't give Dugu Qingluan his own space at all, fortunately, Dugu Qingluan was willing, if he wasn't willing, the two of them would have quarreled every day, and their feelings would be scattered, but they could compare their hearts to their hearts, how much he understood His Majesty's thoughts, and he couldn't wait for the other party's words and deeds, all under his nose, who he had come into contact with, what he said, what he liked, whether his preferences had changed, whether others were closer than him, and so on, all wanted to know。

I know that this is wrong, but I can't control it.

The more you can't control it, the more torturous it is.

Huanhuan woke up in the middle of the night, there is an advantage to the large room, the smell of smoke has not spread, but he can also smell the faint smell of tobacco, Huanhuan rubbed his eyes, and saw Pan Sen sitting by the window blowing a cold wind, "Xiaoyu, why don't you sleep?"

He rubbed his eyes and walked to the living room, wanting to pour a glass of water, and Pan Sen said, "There is warm water on the bedside table, just poured." ”

Huanhuan walked back again, touched the cup next to the bedside table, the water was warm and faint, and I don't know when it was poured, he was very thirsty and drank the whole glass of water, Huanhuan was very sleepy, drank the water and fell on the bed again, but he slept for a while, and got up again, Pan Sen watched him toss and didn't stop him, Huanhuan came to him after a while, and smelled the smell on his body.

"You smoked?"

"Hmm. Panson smoked two cigarettes, he was not used to the taste of tobacco, and he did not dare to smoke too much.

"Don't smoke it, it's not good for your throat. ”

Huanhuan was about to go to sleep, and was pulled by Pan Sen to the bay window next to the window, "Huan'er, sit down, I have something to ask you." ”

"What?"

He drank the wine, a little uncomfortable, lying directly on his lap, the warm breath could penetrate the thin skin, scalding the skin of his thighs, Pan Sen lowered his head and combed his hair, soft, delicate, just so happy, obedient and soft, his lips were printed on his thighs through the fabric, and his eyes were sleepy and couldn't open.

Pan Sen smiled wryly, "What did you do when you went to the TV station that day?"

"Forgot. Huanhuan said in a daze, his memory of that day was a little vague, he only remembered that he went to the TV station on the way, and knew that Xiaoyu got off work, and when Xiaoyu got off work, they had a meal together, and then sent Xiaoyu to the airport.

Joy, anger and sorrow, as if they do not exist in memory.

"I can't have a meal with you. Huanhuan didn't quite understand why Pan Sen asked about this matter again and again, and he was a little irritable, "If you don't like it, I won't go to you for dinner next time." ”

Pan Sen was stunned, it turned out that he was really looking for him to eat, and he also wondered if he would suddenly lose his memory, or if something had happened, it seems...... Everything was as usual, it was a dream for him.