I think you mean it

Yue Chen leaned against the car door, calmed down for a while, and then returned to the house to greet him with an active and fiery kiss.

Cheng Xing, who had just taken a bath, carried the fragrance of shower gel, and stuck to Yuechen's warm and soft body, making Yuechen unable to help being intoxicated by it.

In just a short while, Cheng Xing cleaned himself up from the inside to the outside, Yue Chen's hands clamped around his waist, tore him away from him, and looked straight into his eyes, "Think about it!" ?"

The low tone pierced through the air and reached Cheng Xing's heart. With a blushing face, Cheng Xing hooked Yuechen's neck and pressed his lips again.

The relief brought by the resolution of the misunderstanding, and the longing brought about by the brief separation, are intertwined in a delicate and lingering kiss at this moment.

Cheng Xing's hand was on Yuechen's neck, the back of his head was wrapped by Yuechen's big hand, and their lips were pressed tightly together.Yuechen gnawed at the corners of Cheng Xing's lips with his teeth, and his cool hand reached into the hem of Cheng Xing's pajamas, covering his waist.

Cheng Xing took a light breath, separated a little from Yue Chen, put his forehead on his shoulder, and clasped Yue Chen's neck with both hands.

The drowsiness and exhaustion had long since been broken up by the 'torture' from Yuechen.

Cheng Xing almost collapsed beside Yue Chen, seeing Cheng Xing's blushing face with tears in the corners of his eyes and slightly parted lips, a tight string in his heart suddenly broke.

Yuechen pushed Cheng Xing away a little, raised his hand and took off his coat, casually still on the side, bent down and hugged Cheng Xing by the waist.

Cheng Xing exclaimed, and quickly grabbed Yuechen's shoulder.

Yuechen carried Cheng Xing three steps and took two steps into Cheng Xing's small bedroom.

With a bang, the bedroom door slammed shut.

The flying dust is isolated from the rush of the ground, but there is still spring full of eyes flowing down the ground along the clenched hands and curled toes.

The night outside the window is like ink, this is the last secret left before daylight.

-

Early in the morning, there were many discussions in Yu Shan's office: Why didn't the president show up on time?

sick?Business trip?over slept?

Various speculations filled the entire company for a while.

The financial manager only suppressed the more and more outrageous rumors after educating the people who got together in a bunch of gossip.

It's just that the financial manager and the project team leader also started to think inconspicuously as soon as they were out of the sight of the employees.

-

Yuechen didn't know how long it had been since he had such a lazy sleep, and fell asleep in the exhaustion and joy of his body.

Putting aside all work and entertainment, regardless of everything, just hugging the one you love, and waking up in the sunshine again.

The curtains were not drawn tightly, and the sunlight projected into the room through the gaps in the curtains, leaving a golden light and shadow on Cheng Xing's shoulders.

The originally fair shoulders were now covered with bruises, which appeared more clearly under the sunlight.

Yuechen looked at Cheng Xing who was still sleeping soundly, kissed his shoulder lightly, then pulled the quilt and wrapped him tightly in his arms.

Yuechen's original plan was to "take a long time to catch big fish", but the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. On the fifth day they were together, they went beyond holding hands, hugging and kissing, and went straight to the last step.

Will you regret it?

Looking at Cheng Xing's sleeping face, Yuechen thought quietly.

It's too late to regret.

Yue Chen hugged Cheng Xing, it was the first time that he had such a complete person, a person he liked.

"... What time is it?" Cheng Xing asked in a daze with narrowed eyes.

"Are you awake? It's still early, won't you sleep again?" Yue Chen leaned against the head of the bed, with a very gentle tone.

Cheng Xing's eyes widened suddenly, and he stared at the ceiling for a long time. The physical discomfort and Yue Chen beside him proved that last night... oh no, it was this morning, which proved that this morning was not a Dream.

"No more sleep..." Cheng Xing said hoarsely.

In fact, he was woken up by the heat, and Yuechen covered his chin with the quilt, wrapping it tightly and airtight.

"Would you like some water?" Yue Chen got up while talking and poured Cheng Xing a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

"Thank you." Cheng Xing put on an obedient appearance, reaching out to take the water glass.

Yue Chen raised his hand to avoid his hand, and directly handed the cup to his mouth.

Cheng Xing held Yuechen's hand and drank half a cup of warm water. He blushed again after thinking of something, so he had nothing to say, "Why did you wake up so early?"

"Can't sleep." Yue Chen smiled and told the truth.

"Why?" Cheng Xing asked in a daze and panic, "Is it too crowded and uncomfortable to sleep in?"

Yuechen put the water glass on the bedside table, squeezed into Cheng Xing's side again, and hugged him in his arms, "How can I sleep when you are by my side?"

Cheng Xing was hit in the heart by the love words ringing in his ear, and knocked over a jar full of honey.

"Mr. Yue," Cheng Xing looked at him with a smile, "Why didn't I know you were so good at flirting before?"

Yue Chen raised his eyebrows, "That looks indecent, you don't like it."

Ok?

"How do you know I don't like it?" Cheng Xing looked at him jokingly, his eyes sparkling.

"You like it?" Yue Chen asked back.

This stumped Cheng Xing, Cheng Xing lay on Yuechen's chest, touched his abdominal muscles, thought for a while and said sincerely and without leaking, "I like you, whether you flirt or not, I like you. "

"I'm only doing this to you," Yue Chen rubbed his thin chin with his palm, his eyes didn't know where to fall, and he said to himself, "Whether it's sweet words or vows of eternal love, I will only tell you."

Cheng Xing was startled by his tone and looked up to see his expression.

This was the first time that Cheng Xing saw someone say such soft words of love with an expression of about to negotiate.

"Would you lift your pants up and deny people?" Cheng Xing propped his chin, and faced Yue Chen face to face, although the tone was joking, Cheng Xing asked a serious question.

Yue Chen looked at him for a long time before he said a little funny, "You only remembered to ask this now, isn't it too late?"

Cheng Xing's heart was empty, and he frowned at him, with displeasure written all over his face.

Yuechen smiled fondly and pulled him into his arms again, "Whether I wear pants or take them off, I will only recognize you."

Cheng Xing turned his face away, smiled secretly, and when he turned his face away, his face was serious again, "Then how do you prove it?"

This time Yuechen didn't answer quickly, Cheng Xing thought he would say "use time to prove" or something, but he didn't.

Yuechen seems to be seriously thinking about how to prove that he loves Cheng Xing enough.

It would be a bit fragile to use time as an excuse, after all, they have only been together for less than a week.

When meeting Cheng Xing for the first time, Yuechen felt that he had no ability or capital, and he couldn't make a good promise to the young Cheng Xing.

Now that he 'meets' Cheng Xing again, Yuechen feels that he still has some capital to say something practical like "I support you".

"I...give me a little time, just a few months, I think I can prove that I love you enough." Yuechen held Cheng Xing's hand, not knowing what to think.

Cheng Xing was surprised by his solemn tone, not knowing what kind of proof Yuechen said.

However, no matter what kind of "proof", Cheng Xing thought, anyway, he likes Yuechen enough now, to the point where he wants to give birth to him... It's a pity that he is a man... But this is not important.

"Why were you at the door yesterday?" Cheng Xing changed the subject, he really couldn't think of why Yuechen didn't sleep at home after three o'clock in the morning, but ran to his door.

As soon as this was mentioned, Yue Chen's fire that had almost disappeared was rekindled, "You still say?"

Cheng Xing: "...?"

"I wanted to ask if you were home, but your cell phone has been disconnected." Yue Chen squeezed Cheng Xing's face, using a little strength, "I thought you said you were on the plane this morning Guess if you are going to sleep, I want to see what time the flight is so I can pick you up."

Cheng Xing was pinched by Yue Chen, grinning his teeth in pain, "...It's my fault."

Yue Chen rolled his eyes at him and continued, "It turns out that there is no morning flight at all, the earliest is ten o'clock."

"I just wondered if you, little fool, would sneak back. There happened to be an early morning flight, and your phone couldn't be reached. I was worried about you, so I drove to the airport to see if I could pick you up."

"As a result..." Cheng Xing plucked his fingers justifiably.

"It turned out that you got into Wei Yuheng's car!" Yuechen threw himself on Cheng Xing, biting his ear viciously.

"I was wrong! I was wrong, Mr. Yue!" Cheng Xing buried his head in the quilt, pretending to be pitiful, "I will never surprise you again..."

"Ok?"

"No, no, no, I will never worry you again!" Cheng Xing raised three fingers and howled, "I promise!"

Yue Chen slapped his butt hard, "It's not too bad."