Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

It was almost twelve o'clock when Yu Tang arrived, and most of the servants in the Rose Garden had gone to bed.

There was a small light in the yard, and Yu Tang tiptoed through the door and went in, like a young wife who had sneaked out to play and was afraid of being scolded when she got home.

The lights in all the rooms were off, except for the study.

Yu Tang went upstairs and quietly looked over. Jiang Que was indeed sitting at the desk in the study, typing rapidly on the computer.

He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and was dressed in gray silk pajamas. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and exuded the elegant and gentlemanly aura of a noble young master.

Yu Tang hid at the door, his breathing stagnant.

He knew Jiang Que was handsome, but he had a bad temper and was a bad person.

Yu Tang seldom looked at his appearance so carefully.

original……

He is so handsome and excellent.

Yu Tang watched for a long time. Jiang Que, who was typing in the study, suddenly stopped, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his eyes and glanced coldly at the door.

"You're sneaking around the door, trying to assassinate me?"

"..."

Being discovered, Yu Tang pushed the door open.

Jiang Que glanced at him and continued typing: "It's so late, what are you doing here? Don't you have an exam tomorrow? You don't go home and have a good rest, but you blame me for failing the exam."

Jiang Que's tone was aggressive and unkind. Yu Tang felt a little embarrassed. He raised his hand and put the midnight snack he had packed on the table: "I brought you some food."

Jiang Que didn't even look at him this time: "Student Yu, do you think I look like someone who can't afford to eat?"

"..."

It's really hard to appease such a bad man.

It was neither right to take the midnight snack that Yu Tang brought nor right to take it back, so he just left it on the table.

Yu Tang lowered his head, not knowing what to do for a moment.

He has no experience in this area.

Do you want to search on Baidu on the spot?

If you use your cell phone now, you will be scolded even more severely.

Yu Tanggua thought about it for a few rounds but couldn't come up with any good solution.

Jiang Que saw that he was like a door god. After typing the last point, he raised his hand and closed the computer.

She pushed her glasses up with her index finger and called him coldly, "Come here."

Yu Tang lowered his head and slowly walked around the desk.

Jiang Que reached out and pulled him to sit in his arms. He put his hand into Yu Tang's clothes and pinched his chest again and again.

Yu Tang froze for a moment. Jiang Que kissed his neck, his gentle breath hitting his neck. He asked him, "Didn't I tell you to go home by yourself after get off work? Why did you come here?"

Yu Tang turned his head away and let him kiss her, his breathing became a little disordered: "I was afraid you would be angry."

"why."

"do not know."

"Yu Tang." Jiang Que called him, his other hand touching his body randomly.

Yu Tang's beautiful eyes twinkled: "Hmm?"

Jiang Que didn't kiss again, but rested his chin on Yu Tang's shoulder, with a slight curve at the corner of his lips: "Do you like me?"

The man's voice was deep and seductive, as if bewitching people.

Yu Tang’s eyes widened.

Almost blurted out: "Impossible."

But his brain and madly beating heart were exposing his lie, which even he himself couldn't understand.

Perhaps he felt that he was overreacting, so Yu Tang lowered his head and said again: "I don't know."

He's a bit of a mess.

I say I like it but I feel like I can’t achieve it.

Although I said I didn't like him, my heart was still beating fast from time to time because of Jiang Que's every move.

He's not really bent, is he?

probably not.

should.

Jiang Que didn't force him and pulled his hand out of his clothes.

She rested her chin on his shoulder, her breath on his neck, and wrapped her arms around his waist, holding him tightly.

The gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose were like Jiang Que's gentle and restrained seal at this moment, occasionally brushing against Yu Tang's cheek, bringing a hint of coolness.

Jiang Que glanced at the midnight snacks on the table: "What delicious food did you bring?"

Jiang Que's voice is unusually gentle.

Yu Tang also consciously skipped this topic, adjusted his breathing, reached out to pull the midnight snack on the table and opened it.