Chapter 454: Shang Wuji X Yanjin (Later Generations)
The happiest thing is that when you secretly look at your crush, he also happens to be watching you.
- Yan Jin
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Shang Wuji leaned back on the sofa, holding his mobile phone in one hand, propping his elbow on the arm of the sofa with one hand, and gently pressing his fingers on his temples.
I'm still a little dizzy.
The plane crashed, wasn't he dead?
Since Yan Jin died in front of him, he had spent a lot of time getting to know this man again.
In the next three years, he was tormented by contrition every night.
Airplanes......
The phone vibrates suddenly.
Caller ID: Xiao Xize.
Well?
How could he call me.
Shang indefinitely pressed the turn button.
"Shang Wuji, you come over and pick up Yan Jin, he drank too much."
"He's not dead?"
"You're dead! Is there anyone like you? β
"Where is he? I'll go right over. β
"Mystery Bar."
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Bar.
The man was drunk unconscious.
Shang Wuji's arm sank, and the tall man hung on him, half-squinting, his face red.
He sighed, exerted his strength, half-supported and half-pulled, and finally got the drunken man into the car.
When he got home, Shang Wuji struggled to get him to bed.
After thinking about it, he ran into the bathroom, put hot water to wet the towel, walked to the bed, and helped Yan Jin wipe his face.
The man was wiped by this warm towel, the blush on his face deepened, the straight bridge of his nose, and the line of his cheeks slightly lacked a drunken laziness, but he was also handsome and neat, so that people couldn't take their eyes off.
Yanjin's lips are beautiful, but they are a little thin.
Shang Wuji's Adam's apple rolled and licked his lips.
Tsk, to be honest, he kind of wanted to kiss it.
How do you look like a dead pervert.
The kind that gets drunk and takes advantage of people's danger.
"Well, don't make a fuss."
With a low sound, with a thick pampering, Shang Wuji's movements froze instantly.
Yan Jin only felt comfortable being rubbed by the hot towel, he opened his eyes in a daze, and he was caught off guard by Shang Wuji, who was holding the towel.
Yan Jin opened his eyes a little confused and stared straight at him.
Qing Shui's eyes were clear, a little dazed, and a little ignorant.
The face in front of me coincided with the face that had been ingrained in my youth.
He wrinkled his brows in confusion, did he dream again?
As an adult, it has been a long time since I had such a strange and shameful dream, after all, the most secret Xiao Xiang only existed in the ignorant teenage years.
He stretched out his hand in a daze, and suddenly grabbed the figure in front of him and dragged him down on the bed.
After staring at it for a few seconds, Yan Jin thought: Just be reckless once, anyway, it's a dream.
Yan Jin lowered his head and imprinted his fiery lips on the lips of the young man below him.
Those once repressed, restrained desires. I hope that all of them will rush out, and I can't suppress it.
Want to be fascinated. Messy hugs, wet. Hot kisses.
I want to put into practice the scenes that have appeared in my mind and dreams.
Although Shang Wuji's rationality is saying "this is crazy" and "this is too much", his sensibility is completely uncontrolled.
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Early the next morning.
Yan Jin woke up from his hangover, and at a glance saw Shang Wuji beside him with his eyes closed.
Yan Jin's first reaction was to get up suddenly, but at this moment, Shang Wuji, who was lying beside him, was alarmed and opened his eyes.
The two men were face to face, both in a daze.
A person has a hangover and a headache, and a person is tossed all night without sleep and just squinting for a while.
After a few seconds of eye contact, the room was eerily quiet, except for the sound of each other's rapid breathing.
Even the breath that fell on the other party's face could be clearly felt.
"Shang Wuji," Yan Jin hesitated for a long time, but still asked, "Did I have any rudeness last night?" β
It felt like I was in a dream.
Shang Wuzhi didn't answer, but asked him, "What do you say?" He seriously suspected that the man hadn't been drunk at all last night.
After all, you don't have that ability when you're drunk.
Yan Jin looked at Shang Wuji's face cautiously: "Don't worry, I will return to country M tomorrow and will not appear in front of you again." β
Shang Wuzhi suddenly said: "Yanjin, do you like me?" β
Yan Jin's heart trembled inexplicably, and he felt a kind of panic that was punctured, and stammered and explained: "You, you are inevitably too narcissistic, even if I like boys, I don't necessarily like you!" β
Shang Wu looked forward to the duplicitous man in front of him, and was a little speechless: he obviously likes him, how can he become narcissistic......
Shang Wuzhi took the wallet that was placed at the head of the bed and opened it, and there was a photo of the two of them on it.
"Then tell me, why did you put a couple photo of the two of us in your wallet?"
Yan Jin's pupils constricted slightly.
"Nothing more."
Yan Jin wanted to grab the wallet, but he didn't snatch it back, a little annoyed and angry, he was fierce, "Lao Tzu is a fool, I have a crush on you for so many years, and the love letter that the boy wrote to you back then was also written by me, okay." β
Yan Jin thought that he would see defensive, vigilant, and disgusted eyes on Shang Wuji's face, but there was none, and the man just asked in a daze: "...... Are you calling me a small period behind your back? β
This is actually embarrassing for Yan Jin: "Do you remember the content of that love letter......"
"Do you still want it?" Shang Wuqi took the initiative to say, "I'm rested, if you still want it, you can come again." β
Yan Jin: "!! β
Does he even know what he is going to say!
Yan Jin asked tentatively: "Don't you dislike boys?" β
Shang Wuzhi was very determined: "But I like you." β
He was immersed in the sudden surprise, and his thoughts were a little fragmented, "You...... Like me? β
"Hmm."
He confirmed again: "You're going to do it with me?" β
"Ahem, ahem...... Isn't this living in your house now, and I don't have any money, so I don't know if I'm such a big living person as worth a month's rent for you. β
Business! Not! Time limit! Say! He! Enjoy! Happy! I!
After fluttering fairy, I exploded with joy.
Yan Jin's thin lips curled up little by little, the cold clouds in his eyebrows and eyes were all removed, and his dark eyes reflected tenderness and pampering: "Even if you don't pay for it, you have an indefinite lease ......"
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Once, the two went out to dinner and met Shang Wuji's fiancΓ©e.
Shang Wuji put down the hand he was holding, "Yanjin, you wait for me, I'll say a few words to Miss Su." β
Yan Jin let out a sullen "um".
The man leaned quietly against the car door with a cigarette in his hand, waiting for the cigarette in his hand to burn out.
He turned his head to look at the restaurant not far away.
How long are we going to talk?
Yan Jin thought, is there enough time for a cigarette?
He looked down at the scarlet fire between his index and middle fingers, hoping that the cigarette would burn more slowly.
But it doesn't matter if it can't slow down, after all, he is always full of patience with Shang Wuji.
After so many years, why do you care about the time of this cigarette?
Soon, Shang Wuji came back and was walking towards him.
Yan Jin looked at him and sighed, is this a natural hanger, this broad shoulder, this narrow waist......
Well, it's better not to look good.
has such good-looking chest and abdominal muscles, why do you want to cover it up with clothes.
This idea only turned around in Yan Jin's mind.
Shang Wuqi seemed very happy, and as soon as he came back, he couldn't wait to share with him: "Miss Su has agreed to divorce me." β
Yan Jin's silent eyes were shining, as if something was surging in the hustle and bustle: "You want to divorce Miss Su?" β
Shang Wuzhi nodded: "Yes, otherwise how can I be with you?" β
The man pulled Yan Jin's hand over, and clasped his fingers tightly: "Let's find a day to go abroad to get the certificate." β
Yan Jin's eyes were hot, and his voice was hoarse: "Okay." β
We have betrayed the world, and what dare we not fight for a lifetime.