Chapter 82

They didn't know the identity of this person. Seeing that he was equipped with an assistant and drove a good car, he should also be a boss or something. The staff in the K room intervened in this matter. Because they couldn't stop it, they called the police. It is not far from the police station, and the nearby police came quickly and surrounded the K house.

When the police came, Song Yu had beaten the person to the point of being unable to get up. Only Song Yu, Cheng Yan, and the assistant were interrogated. The President Xu himself was admitted to the hospital. .

"You mean he molested you?" The police officer sat opposite Cheng Yan, looking back and forth with a pair of sharp eyes, and seemed to think that this kind of thing was unlikely, after all, there was not a beautiful woman sitting in front of him, between men and men... …Although it is possible, the officer is still a little disbelieving.

"He touched me," Cheng Yan explained truthfully, without adding fuel to it, he just said what the truth was: "He also said something that made me very uncomfortable."

"for example?"

"He said let me see the world or something, I know that doesn't mean anything."

"Then why didn't you choose to resist at that time, but pulled him in to get involved in this matter?" The police officer pointed to Song Yu.

Without waiting for Cheng Yan to answer, Song Yu said first: "I'm his boyfriend, is there any problem with mixing in?"

This sentence directly blocked the police officer's words. The two police officers looked at each other and were a little shocked. They didn't expect that the two upright young men were a couple. This was the first time they had seen such an open-minded homosexual.

The police confirmed to Cheng Yan, "Really?"

Cheng Yan lowered his head, glanced at Song Yu from the corner of his eye, nodded and said, "Yes."

The police officer was silent for a while, it was wrong to fight, but the reason for this action was human, so he could only persuade them with good words and teach the two young people a lesson.

"The next time you encounter this kind of thing, don't do it. It's wrong to hit someone. You are still young, and your attack is not serious. If you miss a big disaster, won't you fall into it for the rest of your life?" It's a big event, I'm young, I really don't know how to be afraid."

What if you don't fight? Cheng Yan and Song Yu knew in their hearts that they were only touched, and instead of calling them back, they went straight to the police station. People in the police station would think they were hypocritical, right? Someone must have said something like "just touch it" or something? Maybe just like now, educate that person and say a few useless nonsense?

Compared to that, Song Yu didn't regret his actions at all.

After receiving criticism and education at the police station, Song Yu called his uncle and asked him to pick them up.

At the gate of the police station, met the assistant. The assistant saw the person who started Song Yu's attack, so he didn't dare to provoke this unimportant boy. He stood on the side without speaking, and went to other invisible places after a while.

Cheng Yan looked back at the police station. It was already night, and he could see the road clearly only by the street lights. The person who was supposed to be sleeping was brought to the police station in the middle of the night. He didn't know how his uncle would treat him later.

Cheng Yan said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."

Song Yu turned his head when he heard the sound. He was looking at his mobile phone and sent a message to his uncle. Suddenly, he heard this sound for no reason, and asked in confusion, "I'm sorry?"

Cheng Yan said guiltily, "I wouldn't have told you if I had known, there is no need to make trouble like this, please..."

"If you don't tell me, your death will be even worse," Song Yu put away the phone and said solemnly, "You can't hide this kind of thing from me, and don't think that you won't bother anyone if you solve it yourself, do you understand?"

Of course, Cheng Yan didn't treat Song Yu as an outsider, otherwise he wouldn't tell him. He thought it was just a lesson for that person, but he didn't expect to make trouble at the police station. Anyway, getting into the bureau is not a positive thing. Influence it.

"Then can we discuss what to do next time? Like today, I can't even hold you back," Cheng Yan said, "I don't want to plead for him, I also think he should be beaten, or can we Change the place, try not to make trouble to the police station, it's not good."

It's not just the two people who are tossing, but also Song Yu's family. He doesn't want his family to treat him as a problem child. In the eyes of adults, what kind of good children can go in and out of the police station?

In the end, Song Yu said, "I'm used to it, it's not the first time."

Cheng Yan raised his head and asked, "You used to get into the game often?"

"No, I'm here to pick you up," Song Yu said, "Han Chengyu."

Cheng Yan understood immediately, Han Chengyu, that is the real problem child, so when his uncle who was waiting came over, he chatted with Song Yu about Han Chengyu, and asked him where he is now and how his development is going. Now, Song Yu said that he didn't know much. He only knew where the person was. He was very busy, and the rest was unclear.

When my uncle arrived and the two got into the car, my uncle would have to ask about the situation. Song Yu said there was a conflict with someone, and he started beating him, but he didn't say anything else. His uncle understood, so what Cheng Yan was worried about didn't happen at all.

Song Yu asked Cheng Yan to rest at his place for one night. Cheng Yan agreed. He still had a lot to say to Song Yu. He could talk about today's affairs for a while. Cheng Yan followed Song Yu to his uncle's house.

Aunt has already rested. When he got home, his uncle asked Song Yu to greet Cheng Yan. He still has work tomorrow, so he can't afford to delay. Song Yu asked his uncle to go to sleep and leave them alone.

Cheng Yan has been here before, and he is not unfamiliar with it, but this is the first time he has lived in Song Yu's place. Although it is not his home, it is already a great progress.

"Go take a shower first, and put on my clothes first." Song Yu sorted out two pieces of clothes and came out, "There are everything that should be in the bathroom."

Cheng Yan agreed and went into the bathroom with the clothes Song Yu prepared for him.

The bathroom is very clean, and the things are neatly arranged. Shower gel, fragrance, shampoo, everything is available. This is the advantage of having a hostess at home. If only boys live, most of them are lacking. Some Even a bar of soap to wash the whole body is not an exaggeration at all.

Cheng Yan took off his clothes and put the dry clothes on the shelf on the side. Then he found that there was no switch for the water source. Cheng Yan looked for a while, but couldn't find the place for the switch. The shower head stood high, and the socket And so is also good, but there is no water switch.

Cheng Yan was fumbling around and couldn't understand. There was movement in the living room. Song Yu was standing outside. He didn't hear the sound of water for a while. He came to the bathroom door, "Is there a problem?"

Cheng Yan inside was a little embarrassed. After confirming that it was Song Yu outside, he opened the door, stuck out his head and said, "I won't open it."

Song Yu walked in with a carton of milk in his hand. Cheng Yan didn't expect him to barge in directly, blushed and turned sideways.

"Okay," Song Yu pressed the switch on the wall and turned around to find that Cheng Yan had his back to him. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing?"

His gaze also moved down uncontrollably.

And then saw... the things shouldn't have seen.

Cheng Yan said crampedly, "Are you all right?"

Song Yu understood something and was very interested: "If you don't turn around, how can I teach you to use it?"

Cheng Yan turned around, but only turned his head. He looked back at Song Yu, which was very funny, but Song Yu didn't care about him, and explained, "Just click here, there is water under the station, and the temperature can be adjusted. In the row below..."

As he talked, Song Yu's gaze unconsciously turned to the thin back, slender waist, legs, and then...

Cheng Yan noticed his gaze, turned around quickly, and rushed out: "I will, you go out quickly."

He didn't understand, but he would rather think about it by himself than be violated by Song Yu's gaze here. There must be some contact between lovers, but that doesn't mean he can face it calmly.

After closing the bathroom door, Cheng Yan was relieved, heaved a sigh of relief, and studied the controller on the wall.

He took this bath for a long time, mainly because he didn't want to face Song Yu. He felt extremely embarrassed when he thought about coming out later and meeting Song Yu's eyes.

Neither he nor Zhao Yibai felt that way, and neither of them were interested in each other's bodies, but Song Yu would not work. They were awkward and unmanly. He knew it, but he couldn't convince himself.

Back in the room, as expected, Song Yu was sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window with a box of hot milk on the table. He folded his legs, didn't look at his mobile phone or computer, and propped his arms on the armrests of the single-seat sofa, thinking about something. trance.

"I'm fine." Cheng Yan reminded him.

Song Yu turned his head and looked over. Cheng Yan, who fell in his sight, was wearing a pajamas he prepared for him, without pants, his straight legs were still glowing with water, his knees were pink from the heat in the bathroom, his face was pink The unnatural look on the face is a bit seductive.

Song Yu put down his hand and slid his Adam's apple.

Cheng Yan had his trousers draped over his arm and tugged at the hem of his jacket with one hand. Fortunately, Song Yu's clothes were quite big for him and could cover the scenery. He explained, "I don't have any underwear...how do I wear them? "

He lifted the pajama pants on his arms.

Song Yu gave birth to a terrible idea. He swears that this is not the first time he has the urge to not want to be a human being, but this is the most powerful one. How can anyone withstand such an impact? Does Cheng Yan know that his words are dangerous now?

It is a sin for him to just stand there without speaking.

Song Yu stood up, walked to the closet, took out the clothes he wanted to change, and ignored Cheng Yan. He was afraid that his words would be exposed, and a blood surged up in his brain. A little touch, he has to explode.

"Drink the milk on the table." Song Yu was about to go out with his clothes, and went straight to the door. He didn't respond to Cheng Yan's question, and his face looked very unhappy.

Cheng Yan didn't know what was wrong with him. He lowered his hand, holding his pajama pants and didn't know what to do. He let go of his hand and was about to walk to the table when someone suddenly covered him behind him. It turned out to be Song Yu who had not left!

It was too late for Cheng Yan to think about pulling clothes. He listened to Song Yu whispering in his ear: "That's it, don't wear it, it's very beautiful."

nice?

Cheng Yan didn't know how to react, so he kept his mouth shut, his ears were hot, Song Yu was very satisfied with his reaction, chuckled lightly, turned around and went to the bathroom, Cheng Yan heard the sound of the door closing, and went over to Song Yu's room. The door was also pushed.

It was impossible not to wear it. He hesitated, Cheng Yan had no choice. He found a longer coat in the room. There was Song Yu's coat on the hanger. It was too thick and he didn't wear it.

Opening the wardrobe, there is a faint scent, a kind of floral scent, probably the smell of laundry detergent. Song Yu's clothes are neatly hung in the cabinet. He doesn't have many clothes, and the colors are not bright. There are three colors of black, white and gray. Dazzling.

Cheng Yan is different. There are clothes of any color in the cabinet. My mother said that young people should wear bright colors. They are youthful and energetic. When buying clothes, they will deliberately choose orange, blue, and white clothes for him. Cheng Yan looked around in front of the cabinet and found a dress that looked larger, but it didn't seem to be from this season.

Cheng Yan took out his clothes and stood in a daze in front of the cabinet door.

Just then, the phone rang.

Cheng Yan looked for the source of the sound, and found the phone in the dirty clothes, which happened to be his mother's phone.

"mom."

Cheng's mother was talking to someone, and there was also the sound of the TV. It was a bit noisy. Cheng Yan waited for a long time before his mother's voice came out of the receiver, as if he just remembered his son and asked, "Come on. Where did you go? Is the game so late?"

Cheng Yan just remembered and forgot to report, he explained: "Oh, the game is over a long time ago, I'm in Song Yu's house now, I won't go back today, I slept in his house, I forgot to tell you. "

"Hey, I said where have you been, you're fine, what's the game like, Song Yuke won?" Cheng Ma put her attention elsewhere.

Cheng Yan didn't care, and his tone was a little proud: "Of course, how could he lose."

"It's amazing," Cheng Ma also said proudly: "Every time it's good news, look at you again..."

Cheng Yan said, "I'm not bad either."

After chatting with his mother for a while, Cheng Yan walked to the table and picked up the hot milk on the table. The package was still warm. After answering the call, he put the phone aside and held the milk carton in both hands. The box, it looked like it should be delicious, so opened the lid.

Song Yu took a bath for a long time, but Cheng Yan ignored him and raised his head to drink milk. He didn't prepare these things at home. He was surprised that Aunt Song Yu had no children, so she could prepare hot milk or something. It should be Song Yu's request Yes.

"Click."

The door was pushed open, and the person who had been bathing for a long time finally came out. Song Yu stood in front of the door with wet hair, and was taken away by the scene in front of him.

Cheng Yan's clothes were disheveled, and the movement of raising his head slightly revealed some scenery. He seemed to have forgotten what he looked like at this time. He turned his head and asked, "Why so long?"

Song Yu closed the door, and the emotions in his eyes were a little dodged: "I'm a normal person."

Cheng Yan was holding the milk carton and didn't understand what it meant. This foreword doesn't fit the description. Is Song Yu answering his words?

Seeing that he didn't understand, Song Yu wiped his hair with a towel, and after roughing it twice, he hung the towel around his neck, came behind Cheng Yan, stared at the slender neck, and explained, "I always You need to vent."

Someone's heartbeat could be heard quietly in the room, Cheng Yan's cheeks warmed, and he said with a slight pause, "What?"

Song Yu wrapped his arms around his waist, clasped him in his arms, pressed against his ears, rubbed his warm lips against his red skin, and said softly and loudly, "Desire."