MTL - Young Man, You Are Too Young, Too Simple-Chapter 28

For the frenetic consumption potential behind it, the commercial street has always been the first place to play holiday signs.

Christmas trees decorated with lanterns, snowflake window stickers and reindeer dolls took the lead in capturing people's views. With the arrival of Christmas Eve, Santa Claus distributing flyers and free gifts appeared on the roadside, more or less always. The children smiled and surrounded, and the atmosphere became more and more lively.

The school is not going to have a holiday for this foreign holiday, but the students are still very happy. Calculating the apples received this morning, it is estimated that there is also a box. After all, the young teachers who are wonderful and eye-catching are rare. Xiao Wei is one of the outstanding ones.

He came out of the mall with a paper bag in his hand.

The sky was gray, he got into the car, put the bag on the co-pilot, and took it back later, his fingers rubbing the white scarf inside and began to daze.

Just like the snow-capped rose is suitable for Jane Huai, white is also suitable for him, clean and clean, natural and not artificial.

Tomorrow is Christmas. It is said that this year the UK will snow, he thought, carefully calculated, Jane Huai has been gone for a month.

When I went to the old house that day, he didn’t know how he came back to the apartment. Jane Huaiyin is such a person, everything is pure, whether it is people or feelings, when he says no, he is trying hard to avoid it - don't let him Xiaoxiao.

It was because of this that he was able to understand the damage he had given him before. It was him who pulled Jane Huai into the water. He was also the one who released his hand in the water. No matter what was out of control at the time, it really existed.

So Jane Huai said that he is not so embarrassed...

But he didn't know, it wasn't really the truth. So silently like, let him seem to see himself in the past - in fact, it is me, selfish is me, timid or me, indulgently like and foolishly still like to hurt you is still me - It’s Xiao Xiao.

I like you, Jane Huai... He snorted with an empty heart.

Shaoyang is a sunshine that shines into his life. He likes that he doesn't need to struggle too much because of loneliness; but Jane Huaiyu accepts all his moons, not warm but warm enough, good enough, and can't stand up when he realizes because worth it.

He grabbed the scarf in horror and hugged it on his chest. If he never saw it again, one day they would become two parallel lines without intersections. The situation that met but did not know, just imagine him. Fear can't stand it...

{叮 - Congratulations to Sao Nian! He Xi Sao Year! The male master bleaches successfully, sama I no longer have to worry about your personal safety (≧▽≦)~}

{...you can't make China and the UK sometimes sama! }

{Do not care about this detail Oh ~ the current male lord degree: 95, Sao Nian, take the bang to win him! }

... well, this is the only thing that is gratifying after he was awake at six in the morning.

How to bleach is not important, not black is enough.

The tangled baby finally figured it out. Luo Shutu rolled his eyes in bed and rolled it a few times. He slowly got up and got it. Today, he is still ready to prepare. Maybe the unlucky baby will come over and complain.

When the plane landed, it was 7:00 local time. Xiao Wei walked outside the airport and was awkward.

Slowly falling in the night sky, a small piece of snow, elegant posture, gently affixed to the coat.

He reached out and received a piece, and the little white quickly turned into a crystal.

Huai, I want to see you.

- "Ah!" In the kitchen, looking at the mobile phone, Luo Shitu, who made the bacon, sneezed. "Ah... Who is reading me?"

{Oh, this sama friendship reminder: male main fast moving, the starting point of the target distance: 15 miles. }

Sure enough, Luo Shitu calmly put the pie into the oven, cleaned up the tools, wiped his hands, and then sipped hot tea, went to the door of the house, and drummed the mistletoe ring.

According to Xiao Wei’s thoughts on seeing his own thoughts, the sooner the better, he remembered that Heathrow Airport had an express train to the city. It took 15 minutes, I am afraid that Xiao Xiao is not far from himself.

The fine snow is still quietly falling. The classical double-decker villa is covered with a grass under the moonlight and extends to the bottom of the door.

The young man leaned his head halfway, holding a braided mistletoe ring in his hand and trying to hang it on the door.

Xiao Wei stood quietly and looked at him.

When I saw the person, he suddenly felt that everything had never changed. Even if the other party was doing something trivial and the action was boring, he could see it and felt that there was nothing more satisfying in the world.

{Sage year, the man is watching you slyly~}

Luo Shitu hangs the mistletoe, completes the bow **** above, nods in satisfaction, then seems to think of something, turned around.

Xiao Wei did not move and smiled at him.

The youthful expression was unexpectedly cute, Xiao Xiao bent his lips and stepped forward: "Huai, please come in and sit down."

"..." Luo Shitu did not say anything, open the door and bring him in.

Xiao Wei looked at the warm living room and sat on the sofa. The whole person became very calm. When the youth overheated the tea, he asked, "Good fragrance, what are you doing?"

The mince pie was baked and aired on the table, and the smell of butter and berries floated in the living room.

"Hundreds of fruit pies, because Christmas is coming tomorrow," Luo said. "Let it cool and eat again."

A little silent, he asked: "Xiao Wei, you... how come here?"

The youth’s tone was hesitant, and his face was apologetic, as if he had asked himself a question that should not be asked.

Xiao Xiao smiled, and his fingertips slowly turned around the porcelain cup and said, "I want to see you, I miss you," then looked up at him and said, "I want to see you, I miss you very much."

"Xiao Wei..." The young man stunned.

"Actually, I didn't want to do this. Some memories are really not very good for me, but I want you to cross the past," Xiao Xiao put down the cup, walked over, stood in front of the sofa where the young man was sitting, bent over. Buckled his shoulders. "Let me cross the past..."

Luo Shitu’s body trembled, his face gradually paled, and he tried to open his suppression.

"You let go!"

Because of his long life as a person, Xiao Xiao even practiced free fight, and the youth’s resistance could not play a role.

"I'm sorry..." he said with a sigh, sighing and holding the other's hands to the top of his head, slamming people on a soft sofa and leaning over.

The face underneath is white like a piece of paper, and the head is smashed over and no longer looks at him. The neck bends out in a slender arc, the thin chest is violently undulating, and the legs are pressed by his knees. It is a person’s discretion. Humiliation.

Xiao Wei locked him with one hand, the other hand untied the tie, bowed his head and kissed his trembling eyelashes: "Huaiwei...sorry."

"I beg you, I beg you... let me go..." The youth was broken and the expression was sullen and helpless, knowing that it was impossible, or holding the last hope.

Jane Huai's look down on self-respect and pleading is not what he wants to see. It shouldn't be on this person's face, but... If you don't do it - Xiao Xiao endures his distress and carefully binds his tie to his wrist. He kissed him in desperately closed eyes - they would never break those injuries...

Since the sinner is his Xiao Wei, let him bear the scars of the past.

He understands Jane Huai, and wants him to turn back. He only has to bet on his own, bet on all his feelings, even if he is mean, he will not hesitate.

"Huai Yu..."

Intimacy is only that night, but he is more familiar with the youth's body than in memory. He only instinctively strokes and kisses, and makes the other person shamefully bite his lips, trying to repel the pleasure of the senses.

Xiao Xiao put it on his lips and tried to put his tongue in, but the young man closed his teeth, and he did not insist. He patiently licked the soft lips over and over, and his heart sighed with satisfaction.

"Look at me... Huai, open your eyes and look at me..." He soothed the sensitive body of the youth, smeared a reddish imprint, gently touched his face and pleaded.

The youth did not respond.

Xiao Xiao sighed indifferently, supported the sofa and sat down slowly.

At the moment of contact with each other, the young man was shocked and opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at the person sitting on his own. He opened his mouth but could not say anything.

More painful than expected, Xiao Xiao’s face was white and white, and when he saw the young man’s shocked eyes, he sat down to the end.

"Get up, get up..." The young man saw his face and panicked. "It will hurt!"

"No..." He smiled and held the man who was struggling to get up. He slowly moved a few times. "Huai, I will pay you to myself, okay..."

"I'm sorry," he said. "I don't want to compensate you. I like you... I want to be with you."

The young man looked at him slyly, his eyes faintly faint.

"You will not be happy if you do this..."

"Well, it doesn't matter," Xiao Xiao reached out and touched his face, his eyes soft. "After today, forget it, and tomorrow we will start again."

The young man stared at him silently.

This was an unusually plain feeling. The inexperienced youth was quickly released. Xiao Wei gasped for a while, untied his tie and threw it aside, then buried his head in his neck, quietly. Both of them did not speak.

The heating in the living room was very full, and the body temperature that I felt along with each other was amazingly hot. I never dissipated because of the end of the situation. Xiao Xiao suddenly said, "Hug me, Huai..."

For a long while, when he was upset, the young man put his left hand on his head, his right hand licking his back and gradually tightening.

"A fool..." His voice was crying.

Xiao Xiao smiled and lifted up to see him.

The young man’s eyes were smooth and tears, and they didn’t cover them. They just cried with him and then called him: “Auntie...”

The heart was gently hit. He felt that his eyes were a little moist. He leaned over and kissed the lips of the young Wei Kai. The tongue tipped around and explored each other's craving for each other. I felt that I had never had such a beautiful feeling. In the same frequency, stable and quiet.

The young man reached out and tightened his neck and looked up and kissed.

"Huai Yu..."

He stopped, pulled the young man's left hand, kissed him kissed on the lips, and the sentence naturally went out, like hiding in his heart for many years, just to tell him,

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