After Dawn (Bing Kuai'er)

Li Luo laughed twice: "Hey."

"It's useless to pretend to be stupid." Duan Mingyang narrowed his eyes dangerously, and turned the armchair to face him, "Be honest and be lenient."

"Then...resist strict?"

"What do you say?"

"What kind of strict law?"

Duan Mingyang gave him a meaningful look: "Mr. Li, our probationary period has not passed yet."

"You said just now that you wanted to marry me." Li Luo grabbed the hem of his clothes, his eyes glistened, as if he was about to cry, "You are a big liar, threatening others doesn't count."

"..." Duan Mingyang suddenly lowered his face, looking fierce, "Act for me again?"

Li Luo pursed his mouth, raised one of Duan Mingyang's arms, bowed down, straddled his legs, and instantly slipped into Duan Mingyang's arms flexibly, sat on his lap, hugged him tightly like a koala, Sobbing aggrievedly: "You beat me... woo... how could you kill me..."

Duan Mingyang: "How old are you, Mr. Li?"

Li Luo, who has grown up for many years and is more than 1.8 meters tall, lay on the man's shoulders, twisted his waist, and said without any shame, "Brother Mingyang will coax you no matter how old you are."

"Don't act like a baby." Duan Mingyang squeezed his fleshiest part, "Be clear, are you spying on my privacy?"

Li Luo was in soreness, he almost cried out when he twisted, and immediately greeted Duan Mingyang's chest with his fist: "You hit me all green! Still screw me!"

Duan Mingyang intercepted his second punch, wrapped his fist with his palm, warmed it, raised his eyebrows and said: "Who is attacking whom now?"

Li Luo snorted, put away the tears that were forced out of his eyes, and stopped being stubborn: "Okay, okay, I admit, I read your trumpet."

"How much have you seen?"

"all……"

"Should I apologize to me?" Duan Mingyang held onto his tight two lumps of soft flesh, and massaged his sore spot leisurely, "At least half a year older than me, he's still an elder, Still doing this sneaky thing."

Li Luo couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It was the first time Duan Mingyang took the initiative to admit the fact that he was younger than him. It seemed to be a reproach, but in fact it was to make him happy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was going to apologize." Li Luo restrained his indecency, and raised his hand to swear, "If you don't like this, I won't watch it in the future, I promise."

Duan Mingyang leaned on the back of the chair, touched his waist with his hands, continued to massage him, and said lightly: "It's just some embarrassing things, you can watch it if you want, it's nothing."

Li Luo put his shoulders on his shoulders, straightened his waist, and hummed comfortably: "It's not ashamed... um... I watched... ah... very touched..."

Duan Mingyang stopped his movements: "Speak well."

"It's you who didn't let me talk properly." Li Luo muttered, then lay down on his stomach again, leaning against his chest, resting his head on his shoulder, lazily, "To be honest, I don't feel that content at all. Shame, I cried the first time I watched it. Just the time you called me, I lied to you that you were rehearsing the script, hehe."

Duan Mingyang: "...I felt strange that time, you would rehearse in advance."

Li Luo said angrily: "I don't need to rehearse because I have talent! It's easy to use when filming!"

"Then it depends on your performance in this movie." Duan Mingyang seemed to have finally teased him enough, stroking him from his shoulders to his back one after another, as if treating him like a disobedient kitten, for him Gently run down the hair.

The heating in the study room was fully turned on, but no matter how warm it was, it was not as warm as the body hugged by Li Luo.Under Duan Mingyang's warmth and caress, he was gradually tamed, and he recognized the master. From his body to his breathing to his heartbeat, he was all entwined with this person. He didn't want to let go at all, just wanted to just fall asleep in the other person's arms. When I woke up, I realized that everything in the past was just a dream.

In reality, they have actually been in love with each other from the beginning to the end. There has been no misunderstanding, hatred, or heartbreak.

What a love without regrets.

"What's wrong?" Duan Mingyang lowered his head and asked.

Li Luo raised his red eyes: "Thinking of those words you sent, my heart aches."

I feel sorry for Duan Mingyang who waited hopelessly day and night, only a ring accompanied him.

Even the ring is called: lonelylove.

Lonely people, lonely love.

Duan Mingyang sighed softly: "It's hard for you to divert your attention, and I've got into a dead end again."

"I don't." Li Luo sniffed, "I love you so much and you're not happy."

"Happy, but I don't want to see you sad." Duan Mingyang kissed his forehead lightly, "Don't think about it, it's just some hypocritical words, I won't read it a second time, if there's anything to feel bad about, I'll delete it later. It will save you from feeling uncomfortable."

Li Luo shook his head: "Don't delete it, keep it as a warning, let me always remind myself how stupid I was before, and never make the same mistake again."

"What's wrong with you, why don't I remember?"

"Did you forget? I misunderstood that you made a video—"

"I forgot."

Duan Mingyang hugged him tightly.

"I don't remember the small mistakes Luoluo made, so Luoluo don't remember the big mistakes I made, okay?"

Li Luo was stunned.

Duan Mingyang turned out to be really good at coaxing people, and very good at it, very good at it.

He was so coaxed that he was about to melt into a puddle of water.

"You are...a foul." He punched it softly, the thin red eyes stained his cheeks, and he still tried his best to stick to his position, "Anyway...you are not allowed to delete it, and you will post it later, I have to express my feelings sincerely, and I will always monitor whether I have done anything wrong."

"Then I'll post it now." Duan Mingyang reached for the mobile phone on the table, "A certain artist has been sitting on me for a long time, hindering my work."

Hearing this, Li Luo immediately stood up and wanted to get off the ground, but after sitting for a long time, the blood stopped flowing, his legs went numb, and he fell back down again.

"Ouch! Help me..."

Duan Mingyang's outstretched hand folded back halfway, wrapped his arms around his waist, and brought him up at the same time as he got up.

"Thanks...huh?"

Duan Mingyang pushed him against the desk.

There was a faint flame burning in a pair of dark eyes.

Li Luo understood it immediately, and said with a smile, "Don't you want to work?"

"Not urgent."

Duan Mingyang approached slowly.

"Clean up those who hinder the work first."

After two rounds, exhausted, Li Luo was so tired that he leaned against Duan Mingyang's chest, and as soon as he closed his eyes, he fell asleep unknowingly.

After this sleep, I slept until after nine o'clock.

When I woke up, there was only one desk lamp turned on in the bedroom, the warm yellow light softened the silhouette of the people around me, creating a warm and quiet atmosphere.

But the growling of the stomach spoiled the atmosphere.

"Hungry?" Duan Mingyang put down his phone, and there was still a closed notebook on the bedside table, it seemed that he had finished his work.

Li Luo nodded.

Duan Mingyang got out of bed: "I'm going to heat up some food."

Li Luo watched him open the door and leave, nestled under the quilt, unable to stop the corners of his mouth from rising.

If it's Duan Mingyang, then it doesn't seem bad to be a canary that idles around and indulges in luxury.

Who told someone to love him infinitely?

Duan Mingyang brought the meals, each of which was packed in small bowls, and he cooked a total of five dishes, including the beef and okra that he ordered to eat.

"Don't fall on the bed." Duan Mingyang sat by the bed and supervised him.

"I know, I'm not a child." Li Luo ate like a wind, burped, and patted the bed, "Look, how clean it is."

Duan Mingyang took the bowl: "Then who acted like a three-year-old kid just now?"

"There is no age group for acting like a baby." Li Luo smiled, "I want to act like a baby even when I'm in my [-]s and [-]s, so don't think I'm disgusting."

Duan Mingyang shook his head, as if there was nothing he could do about it, he picked up the phone beside him.

Li Luo was alert immediately: "What are you looking at? Didn't you delete the stuff on the trumpet?"

"It's not deleted, don't worry." Duan Mingyang said, "Mr. Feng sent me a message. Your father will be released from prison on the 16th of next month. Let me pick it up together."

"Really? That's great!" Li Luo was in high spirits for a moment, and quickly suppressed it. He pretended to clear his throat, and pretended to pass a microphone over, "Ahem, Mr. Duan, you're going to see my parents, next interview How you feel at this moment, are you excited? Are you apprehensive? Are you nervous?"

Duan Mingyang laughed lowly, held his hand, and looked directly at him:

"If you care about me, I believe I can pass the test of my father-in-law."

One hit hits the bullseye.

Just because of this sentence, Li Luo pestered him and rolled the sheets for another three hours.

In the end, he didn't want to pester him anymore, and he wasn't let go.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour past midnight that the two of them separated. The air was so hot that their brains were dizzy from the steam, and they almost forgot that there was still a probationary period.

Duan Mingyang was a little more sober than him, turned over and got out of bed, and picked him up: "Sit on the sofa, I'll change the sheets."

"Okay..." Li Luo was about to wrap his arms around his neck when he suddenly woke up, and immediately exerted his last bit of strength to push Duan Mingyang down on the bed, and sat on it by himself.

"...More?" Duan Mingyang, who was overthrown, asked with some doubts.

"No..." Li Luo leaned over, reached under the pillow and groped for a while, and sure enough, he felt something hard.

Fortunately, okay, the butler is pretty reliable.

He took out the hard object, took Duan Mingyang's hand, and slowly slipped it into its original position.

"This is the one you threw away." He bowed his head and kissed Duan Mingyang's finger, "Don't throw it away again."

Duan Mingyang looked at the ring he had lost and got back in a daze: "When did you put it here with me?"

Li Luo smiled: "It's not important, the important thing is, put me here with you in the future."

He poked Duan Mingyang's heart.

"I'll put you here, too."

He patted his heart again.

"In this way, even if we all wear the lonely ring, we won't feel lonely."

Duan Mingyang had a smile in his eyes at first, but after listening, he became slightly confused: "Why is it a lonely ring?"

Li Luo snorted: "Didn't the clerk introduce the name of the ring to you when you bought it?"

"Introduction." Duan Mingyang recalled for a while, "Lonely...Is it called lonelylove?"

Li Luo: "Yeah, don't you remember? Didn't you buy it because of the name?"

"It's because of the name." Duan Mingyang turned the ring on his finger as usual.

"But in my mind at the time, I only remembered that the first letter was two Ls."

Li Luo was puzzled: "What do the two L's mean?"

"Think for yourself." Duan Mingyang didn't answer. He spread his five fingers and clasped them with his. The two rings collided again, refracting the warm light onto each other, illuminating each other, and shining brightly.

"Thank you for giving me light. Mr. Li, I officially hire you—"

Duan Mingyang took his hand and pulled him down, the raised corner of his mouth touched his lips.

"Illuminate my life."