january love

23

Be happy

Duanmulian had no choice but to deal with this troublesome matter, and drove Ye Qing's car back to work. On the way, he felt aggrieved. After thinking about it, he decided not to tell Ye Qing about this matter. Firstly, his family leader would definitely not be happy to hear it. Two, this is a matter between Duanmu and Beifeng, it has nothing to do with Ye Qing.

Before returning to the office, Duanmulian was afraid that Ye Qing would see the clues, so he washed his face specially, and smiled in the mirror to try to adjust his mood.

In the end, when facing Ye Qing, he still didn't dare to look him in the eye.

Ye Qing gently fiddled with his wet bangs, couldn't help pinching his fair cheeks.

"Why do you look like you have done something wrong?"

"No... that... because..."

"It's okay if you don't want to say it, I have no right to ask about your company's affairs."

"Hey! Ye Qing, don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to..."

"I won't restrict you, just do as you wish."

"Ye Qing..."

Duanmulian was a little distracted, this man who treats people with extreme strictness, actually loves and tolerates him so much, trusts him unconditionally, covers his beautiful and dirty like a blanket, the purpose is just to keep him warm Instead of peeking at the dross in it, how does this keep him from being moved.

Duan Mulian wanted to say something more, Ye Qing raised his head and pressed a light kiss on his lips, his heart throbbed uncontrollably, "Why are you still standing here, wait until I can't hold it anymore, huh?"

So the latter had no choice but to touch his nose and sink into the sofa to draw in a dingy state.

Because the idea was basically completed and the draft was initially formed, the progress of the painting was very fast, and the first one was completed in one afternoon.

[Lichun] The transparent blue sky is set against a little white snow, the willows awakened by the sun are green, the flowers and plants that have been silent for a long time are competing to bloom, and even the seeds in the soil are not afraid of the cold, and they sprout to appear in the picture Show your face, a harmonious scene of the birth of all things.

It has a unique good view of [Feiwei Laxue is not dusty, cleans up the sun and makes early spring].

Duanmulian held the still-dried drawing board to Ye Qing to check and accept the results, the leader smiled rarely, and reached out to pat his head.

"It's beautiful, as expected of Ye Zhou's contracted illustrator."

"It's a pity that they went through the back door."

"You are indeed not inferior to professional painters, this is the truth."

Ye Qing pushed his glasses, and returned a positive look.

Duanmulian was overjoyed to be given a little red flower, and giggled at Ye Qing.

After laughing, the two got off work together and went home, but they didn't go into the kitchen because the leader suddenly started bullying.

As soon as Ye Qing got home, he pushed the person onto the sofa and knocked him down while taking off his clothes. The reason was, "You looked at my pitiful eyes today, and I was hardened at that time."

"Wh... what look... wait, don't take off my clothes!"

"You know how to seduce me all day long, huh?"

"not me……"

"Be honest, or you will have good fruit to eat."

"Ye Qing, you are unreasonable! Ugh!"

Ye Qing's coat was taken off by the entrance as early as he entered the door, and his tie was loosened, watching Duan Mulian with great interest as he pushed him against the corner of the sofa, with nowhere to escape, his expression was shy/cowardly, and he looked so incompetent. He wanted to bully harder.

He stroked his lover's soft hair, pinched his blushing face, and felt that it was too cute. He bent down to kiss him. Although the person under him was a little scared, he still opened his mouth obediently to accept his invasion. Ye Qing understood and rewarded Licking and kissing his palate to go deeper/deeper.

Being sucked/sucked by Ye Qing's soft tongue, the saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth and flowed to his neck before he could swallow it, Duan Mulian's eye sockets were flushed and almost suffocated when he was kissed by his own leader.

"Well……"

Duanmulian whimpered softly, Ye Qing liked kissing very much, as if he wanted to suck his whole body including the cells into his stomach, it made him feel a trembling/shuddering feeling of being completely possessed, a little scared, but he couldn't suppress his greedy thoughts Want more.

The two of them didn't have time to turn on the lights when they came back. After some lingering, the sky was getting darker, and the last rays of the setting sun came in from the window, covering every corner of the room hazyly, casting an ambiguous edge on this invisible ceremony. .

Ye Qing caught his trembling hand and pressed it against his broad and strong chest, the heartbeat from his palm seemed to break through the flesh.

"Look at you, it's quite noisy here."

Ye Qing softly spoke with tenderness in his words.

The sun had already set in the west, and the living room was pitch black, and the mess in the room could not be seen clearly, nor could the other party's expression be seen clearly.

Duanmulian held the opponent's hand instead, giggling at the blurred face.

Ye Qing hugged the body in front of him that he couldn't put it down, like treating a piece of fine jade, suffocating in the warm and quiet swamp.

There was a little guy who was ignorant and planted a seed in his barren heart, but it sprouted without intending to water it. Now this new green is growing wildly in the desolate world, absorbing his nutrients, stealing his emotions, and consuming his energy. He is relieved and quietly Watching himself being swallowed up by the barren vines.

He hugged this poisonous weed and enjoyed the time before he was exhausted.

Ye Qing brushed away his lover's sweaty bangs and pressed a kiss on his forehead. The little guy looked at him with half-closed eyes, panting lightly and being speechless. Serving tea and pouring water gives people a shoulder massage.

After Duanmulian regained some strength, Ye Qing helped him take a bath again, dried himself up and took care of him on the bed.

"You take a break first, I'll cook."

"what?"

"'Ah' what? Got/fucked/stupid or starved?"

"But you are the leader..."

"You are the leader's wife."

"..."

Ye Qing gave him a look of [Don't worry, I won't poison you to death] and went downstairs to start working on the stove. He picked up the spatula and opened the refrigerator like opening the tent cover of a war camp, and the cold air slowly drifted to his face It's really a bit of a sense of sadness.

The leader hesitated for a long time facing a refrigerator full of raw vegetables, and took out his mobile phone to look for recipes with a blank expression.

After waiting for a long time, Duanmulian couldn't sit still, he was not afraid of what Ye Qing would do to the kitchen, but he was afraid that the other party would spoil him, so he didn't feel so sore after rubbing his waist, so he went downstairs to have a look.

Just happened to see the man bring a plate of mysterious food to the table, and turned around to see him standing in the corner of the stairs with a question mark on his face.

"Why don't you come over for dinner and want me to hug you?"

"Oh……"

Ye Qing helped him pull out the chair and sit down, put the rice in front of him, Duanmulian bit his chopsticks and looked at the dishes and soup on the table.

Tomato scrambled eggs, seaweed and shrimp soup.

Duanmulian was flattered by the leader's commitment to do it himself.

"I don't remember teaching you how to cook these two dishes..."

"Checked."

"First time?"

"Doing it for the first time."

"Thank you……"

"Thank you for what I do, try it."

For some reason, Duanmulian was very happy. The leader cooked for him for the first time, and he felt as happy as if he had taken advantage of it and was wrapped in honey.

Ye Qing has high savvy and hands-on ability, he has never touched a pot and ladle, he won the first battle, and his appearance is passable, Duanmulian picked up an egg and put it in his mouth.

The eggs are sweet, the bottom is a bit over-fried, the taste is acceptable, for Ye Qing who is cooking for the first time, he can give four stars, silently lamenting that the leader of his family has learned the art in two days and has become a master in an instant.

"I have to say, you're pretty good at it."

"You teach the basics well."

"Don't be so talkative, by the way, Ye Qing, you put the sugar and salt in reverse."

"I remember you love sweets."

"Eh?"

Ye Qing shrugged his shoulders, watched the little guy blink his eyes and his cheeks gradually turned red with each mouthful of food, so pure and straightforward, exactly what he likes.

Duanmu Lian ate the remaining half of the egg in one bite, he is addicted to sweets, so he didn't dislike it but thought it tasted good, he was surprised and delighted by Ye Qing's observation of his little preference, a bit of sour sweetness blended into the taste buds, Soft but not greasy, he loves it very much.

He hoped that time would just stop at this moment and enjoy the exclusive time of this person. A great leader once said [1 years is too long, seize the day and night], not to mention that he does not have 1 years, only the gap between pitching and pitching , The present is so beautiful, he is afraid that he will be blindfolded and not recognize his daily life.

Their relationship is like two straight lines with only one point of intersection. After the entanglement, they gradually drift away. In the future, they will have their own lives, just like he can't escape the fate of abandoning painting and going into business no matter what, just like the relationship between them After all, her love will be covered with a layer of haze called morality, just like the sudden and unexpected Lin Mio brought by her father.

It's not the same, the two of them can't go on the same road, they are just poor people who passed by and parted ways.

Duanmu Lian picked up the rice in the bowl and felt warm liquid dripping from his cheeks, he sniffed his nose but before he realized his gaffe, Ye Qing quickly took a tissue to wipe him.

"As for being so unpalatable that you cry?"

Duanmulian took the tissue in Ye Qing's hand and shook his head desperately, wiped away the mess on his face, and opened his mouth nervously.

"Ye Qing... have you thought about getting married?"

"Of course I'm happy if you think about it. It's also good to have a guarantee."

"that's not what it means……"

"Ok?"

"I mean, seriously..."

"You think I'm joking?"

"But……"

"No but, eat."

"Um…"