Ling Sheng paused, admitting, “In the beginning, there was this concern, wasn’t there?”

    After all, Jiang Chen hadn’t been in love before and was straight. Perhaps his infatuation was just a temporary impulse?

    Jiang Chen quickly declared, “I’m not just acting on impulse. I thought it through before I got together with you.”

    Regarding this, Ling Sheng retorted, “Really thought it through?”

    Jiang Chen didn’t want to lie to him. He was indeed mostly impulsive when he confessed to Ling Sheng. At that time, the thought that he actually liked men and that he had a chance made him hot-headed and disregard everything.

    “But I’m thinking very clearly now.” Jiang Chen’s expression was serious. “I like you. I want to be with you forever.”

    The kitchen was semi-open, separated from the dining room by a small bar. The two of them were standing face to face, both with their hands on the bar. If either of them moved any closer, they could get a kiss.

    Ling Sheng’s gaze fell on his lips, “Then why did you run away just now?”

    Jiang Chen was caught off guard and brought back to the topic. His face flushed, and he pursed his lips, not speaking.

    Ling Sheng took the initiative to move closer, wanting to make up for the kiss from before, but Jiang Chen turned his head and dodged again.

    That was the second time.

    Ling Sheng frowned slightly, widened the distance between them, and crossed his arms. “What’s the meaning of this?”

    Jiang Chen stood there with his head lowered, a little uneasy. He pursed his lips, and after a long while, he seemed to have made up his mind and turned back to look at him. “I thought about it all night yesterday. I think we can’t be influenced by He Xiaoyun. So, I want to dilute his influence on me.”

    Ling Sheng raised an eyebrow. “So?”

    Jiang Chen continued, “I’m different from him. I like you as a person, not just wanting to sleep with you. Even if we don’t do those things, our relationship can still be good.”

    Ling Sheng didn’t know what was going on in his head, how he came up with this. He tried to ask, “You want to go, platonic, with me?”

    Jiang Chen felt uncomfortable when he heard this word, but he thought he could endure it. After all, what he liked was more than just Ling Sheng’s body, “Just temporarily.”

    Ling Sheng admired his thought process, but seeing Jiang Chen’s determined look, he smiled and thought it would be okay to play along with his little boyfriend. “Okay, I’ll listen to you.”

    Three dishes and a soup were served on the table, and Jiang Chen ate happily. Ling Sheng’s cooking skills were excellent, even better than what Wu Xia made.

    “My mom started teaching me how to cook when I was in junior high school. Later, I learned it myself.” Ling Sheng said a few more words when he saw him eating happily, “Although I haven’t cooked outside for these years, I haven’t forgotten the skills.”

    Jiang Chen put down his soup bowl, “You haven’t cooked outside, then He Xiaoyun hasn’t eaten your cooking either?”

    Ling Sheng nodded, “He doesn’t need it, nor would he care about these things.”

    Jiang Chen looked closely at Ling Sheng’s expression, but didn’t see anything. Ling Sheng’s tone was very calm when he said these things.

    Seeing that he had eaten almost enough, Ling Sheng got up and went to the bedroom. When he came out, he brought out two black boxes and placed them on the table.

    “Open them and take a look.”

    Jiang Chen opened one of them. It was a watch box, and inside was a silver mechanical watch. The design was simple and elegant. A small blue diamond was inlaid on the white mother-of-pearl watch dial, sparkling in the light.

    “I promised you before that I would give you a watch. It’s been ordered for more than a month, and it just arrived today.” Ling Sheng opened the other box. It was the same model, but the watch dial was a little smaller than the one Jiang Chen saw.

    Ling Sheng took out the watch, took Jiang Chen’s hand, and personally put it on his left wrist. “The watch that He Xiaoyun gave me, I really liked it, so I’ve been wearing it, but only because the watch looks good. I won’t wear it anymore in the future. I’ll wear this one.”

    This watch suited Jiang Chen very well. The size of the dial and the width of the watch band were just right, but after all, it was a silver steel wristband, which was a bit business-like. He could still wear it to work in the future.

    Jiang Chen recognized this brand, and the price of this watch was probably also six figures. Speaking of which, he still hadn’t given Ling Sheng any decent gifts.

    Ling Sheng wanted to pick up his watch and put it on, but Jiang Chen held his hand down. He personally took the watch out and put it on Ling Sheng’s left wrist.

    “Do you like it?”

    Jiang Chen looked at the wristwatch on his wrist, his heart feeling sour and sweet. He didn’t refuse, because he knew Ling Sheng was trying to make him happy, and he really felt his care. This was more useful than explaining He Xiaoyun any further.

    He took Ling Sheng’s hand and put it to his lips, kissing the ring finger, “I’ll buy you a gift next time too.”

    “Okay.” Ling Sheng originally wanted to kiss him, but thinking of the platonic game his little boyfriend wanted to play, he only touched his lips with his knuckles.

    Jiang Chen watched him retract his fingers, his eyes lingering as they followed back, restrained and forbearing, like a puppy undergoing fasting training.

    Ling Sheng’s eyes circled his face, taking in all of his expressions.

    Ling Sheng made the meal, and Jiang Chen took the initiative to take on the job of washing the dishes. After he had cleaned the kitchen, he let Ling Sheng come over to inspect it. Ling Sheng praised him for being a domestic helper expert, and touched his cheek with his fingers again, which made Jiang Chen very happy.

    It was raining outside, and the weather was gloomy. The two of them didn’t go out in the afternoon either. They just stayed on the sofa and watched a movie. It got dark early, and it was completely dark by six o’clock. Ling Sheng wanted to cook dinner, but Jiang Chen didn’t want him to be tired. They ate some of the chicken soup that they hadn’t finished at noon, and they were almost full. Jiang Chen prepared to go back early. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he wouldn’t want to leave.

    The promised platonic relationship.

    “I’m going to have exams soon. I may have more time at school recently. If I keep running off campus every day, my dad will look for me again.” Jiang Chen stood at the door changing his shoes. Since he came so frequently, Ling Sheng had prepared a pair of slippers for him the second time he came.

    Ling Sheng leaned there watching his movements. When he heard his words, he said slowly, “Does that mean you won’t be coming for a while?”

    Jiang Chen changed his shoes and stood up to look at him. Ling Sheng leaned against the shoe cabinet, in a casual posture. When he saw him looking over, he bent his eyes at him. Ling Sheng’s eyes were a little nearsighted and astigmatic. Although the degree wasn’t deep, he still had to wear glasses when he had meetings. If he was resting, he would wear contact lenses, but he didn’t wear any today at home.

    When he looked at Jiang Chen, his eyes looked a little hazy under the dim corridor light. With a light smile, his eyes curved into a beautiful shape, like peach petals that had been blown out of shape by the wind in March, his eyes were full of continuous affection, which was his favorite feeling.

    Before they were together, this look always appeared in his dreams. After they were together, every time Ling Sheng smiled at him like this, he couldn’t help but kiss him.

    Jiang Chen stood there, suppressing the impulse in his heart. He clearly knew that he should turn around and leave, but his feet just wouldn’t move.

    Ling Sheng slowly stretched out his hand, hooked his neck, and pulled him in front of him. His low voice was full of seduction, “Others have a ‘breakup sex’ before breaking up. Before our platonic relationship, we should also have a ceremony.”

    Ling Sheng had deliberately brushed his teeth when Jiang Chen was washing the dishes, and even ate a candy. The scent in his mouth was the sweet aroma of peach.

    The corridor lights were dim and ambiguous. Ling Sheng’s hand pressed between the back of his head and his neck, gently rubbing, which was the most common posture when they kissed.

    They hadn’t kissed for two days and two nights.

    Jiang Chen’s throat rolled. He was like a starving person resisting the delicious food that was brought to him. Knowing that he was seducing him, he used reason to prevent himself from falling in, but his emotions and desires made him unable to resist his words. “What ceremony?”

    Ling Sheng saw the struggle and resistance in his eyes, increased the strength of his fingers, rubbed the short stubble on the back of his head, and his voice was almost coming from his nose, even with a bit of coquettishness, “Just a kiss, just consider it the last time.”

    Jiang Chen’s mind was feverish from the breath he exhaled. He wanted to back away, but the arm around his neck wouldn’t let go.

    Ling Sheng touched the tip of his nose with the tip of his nose. The lips of the two people were almost touching, but still kept the last bit of distance, as if knowing that he would not refuse if he leaned over, but he wanted to get his permission.

    Jiang Chen’s heart was trembling. All of his willpower was resisting the temptation, but he felt that the floodgates were about to be broken by the torrent.

    At this moment, Ling Sheng took the initiative to lean over, first touching it gently. Jiang Chen did not refuse, so he held his lips and gently licked them. The tip of his tongue easily opened his teeth and touched the tip of his tongue. As soon as he touched it, the tip of his tongue probed over extremely skillfully, eagerly breaking into his mouth and entangling with him. Soon, a pair of hands buckled his waist, and Ling Sheng was pressed back to the cabinet door.

    Ling Sheng half-closed his eyes, his eyes full of smiles. The intense kissing between his lips and tongue made a sticky, watery sound, and soon he was panting a little, but he still raised his head, relaxed his body, and kissed Jiang Chen in a receptive posture. Jiang Chen opened his eyes slightly in the gap between the kisses, and was severely stimulated by this attitude of being picked, which aggravated the possessiveness in his heart. He couldn’t help but want to invade more and kiss deeper.

    At this moment, a hand pulled the hand he placed on Ling Sheng’s waist, gently pulling it upward, and then his fingertips touched the warm and soft skin. He didn’t need any thinking, his hand had already reached into his clothes, and his entire palm was attached, rubbing him into his arms.

    Ling Sheng seemed to be hurt by him, and made a light sound in his nose, like begging for mercy and hooking up. The last trace of Jiang Chen’s reason disappeared without accident, just wanting to rub the person in his arms hard into his body.

    Just then, a vibration shocked both of them back to their senses at the same time.

    It was Jiang Chen’s phone. He was kissing so intently that he didn’t know what had happened, that he had gone from standing at the door to pressing Ling Sheng against the cabinet door. The bodies of the two were tightly attached, and the phone in his coat was vibrating between the two.

    Jiang Chen looked at Ling Sheng, whose clothes had been lifted halfway up by himself, and took out his phone awkwardly.

    “Hello, bro.”

    “Go home? Dad’s looking for me?”

    “Oh, I…I’m at my friend’s house, Fang Xing, I’m here at Fang Xing’s.”

    “Okay, I’ll be right back.”

    The phone hung up, and Ling Sheng was slowly and methodically tidying up his clothes. His entire lips had been kissed swollen, even a circle around his lips was red.

    “Leaving?” Ling Sheng raised his eyes to look at him.

    Jiang Chen stuffed the phone back into his clothes, standing there reluctantly, “…Yeah.”

    Ling Sheng leaned there, smiling slightly, “Goodbye, Jiang, Platonic, Chen.”

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