january love

forty

lost to you

Duanmulian hadn't slept soundly when he was woken up by the delicate kisses, he rubbed his eyes in a daze, and saw Ye Qing's still watery head rubbing against his chest, with some washed Smell after bath.

"Ye Qing, what are you doing?" Duan Mulian stretched out his hand and lightly pushed the man's shoulder, Ye Qing didn't speak to him, instead he grabbed his hand and put it under his lips to kiss and caress him, he was so itchy that he couldn't help pulling away his hand But Ye Qing firmly grasped it.

"Ye Qing?" Duanmulian called the man tentatively again, the other party held his hand and pressed it to his ear, interlocking his fingers like lovers, Ye Qing met those black and white eyes and opened his mouth slowly, "I miss you so much."

Duanmulian suddenly became breathless and sleepless, this tall man was lying on him like a giant dog to show his heart, his mind was blank and he didn't know how to react, he was a little afraid of what the other party would do next, gently Struggle/struggle up.

Ye Qing lifted the quilt and crushed him tightly, lifted his loose shirt and stroked his protruding crotch with satisfaction, "What does it feel like to wear my underwear, huh?"

Duan Mulian blushed and refused to answer the man's bad/bad question, Ye Qing's hoarse voice contained hidden/dark hints, he couldn't help being a little nervous, "Ye Qing, don't mess around..."

The man turned a deaf ear to his dissuasion, but made further progress, and the man in his arms writhed uneasily with a low cry.

"Don't be like this...Ye Qing."

"Please...stop now." He pleaded as if begging for mercy, Ye Qing finally let go of his fragile neck and raised his head, he looked at Duanmulian's timid and helpless face, and kissed the tip of his nose.

"If I keep doing it, what will happen to you?" Ye Qing's pleasant voice echoed in his ears, and the hand that was wandering on Duanmulian's waist/side slowly reached down.

Duanmulian grasped the troublesome hand in horror, desire/desire whispered to him, but he didn't dare to cross the red line of taboo, now his relationship with Ye Qing told him how shameful it would be to do so, he Unable to bear the consequences of happiness, and unwilling to be entangled in pain, Duanmulian closed his eyes and replied in a low voice and decisively, "I will hate you."

Ye Qing hesitated for a moment, then he withdrew his hand and stroked this guy's sweaty forehead, this man gave in to him for the first time, "I lost to you."

Duanmulian breathed a sigh of relief and lost for a moment, Ye Qing was no longer fierce and domineering before, kissed him lightly, and then spread the quilt to cover him, Duanmulian seemed to be able to feel that the surrounding temperature was not so warm Hot, afraid that what he just said was too much, he curled up and apologized dumbly, "I'm sorry."

Ye Qing hugged him from behind, his strong chest pressed against Duanmulian's back, he was not angry but just gently rubbed against the back of the other's neck, "When you change your mind, you must pay back twice."

Duanmulian really wanted the man to stop doing useless work, but he couldn't bear to hurt him again, so he could only deal with it vaguely, "Don't be stubborn, can you..."

"Stop talking, let me hug you."

When Duanmulian woke up the next day, he was dazed. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw the familiar layout around him, with an arm across his chest, which looked like every morning in a certain period of time.

His brain crashed and he couldn't tell whether he was in reality or a dream. He turned his head and saw that there was another picture frame on the opposite wall. The morning light shone through the gaps in the curtains, lighting up the two brilliant sunflowers on the drawing paper. He couldn't help but lift the corner of his mouth and feel relieved.

He wanted to get up and get out of bed, but when he saw Ye Qingjun's angry sleeping face, he couldn't help but stare blankly. The man's eyelashes are very long, and his thin lips are always arrogant and domineering when kissing. At this moment, his sleeping appearance is less cold and alienated than usual. Feeling, taking off the glasses is more like a big brother.

Duanmulian spontaneously had a thought that it would be good to follow this man, but he was dismissed in the next second. He knew that he had no responsibilities in every step. Even though it was not out of his own will, he was still forced to inherit his career because he He is the only son in the family, so he has a mission that cannot be discarded. Not only can he not disobey his strict father, but he understands that he has a heavy responsibility, so he must lose something so as not to be exhausted. victim.

What's more...they lost everything morally, and there was no chance of winning logically. He told himself that love that cannot be accepted by society should probably be left to rot in a dark corner, but why in this humble age? In the morning light, he was shaken.

"What are you thinking about?" Ye Qing hugged the man staring at him in a daze, Duan Mulian recovered from his endless thoughts, the man's slightly hoarse voice was very pleasant when he woke up, but he knew that he didn't have the ability to sleep His bedside qualifications.

"It's nothing... I have to go to work." Duanmulian pulled the man's arms around him, and climbed out of the bed on his own. Ye Qing's loose shirt was a little wrinkled from sleeping. He didn't care about it if there was no effect, picked up the coat stacked on the bedside table to see if it could still be worn, stuffed himself into the serious suit, and hid himself in a solid nest like a distressed crustacean. Tidying up the cuff buttons, I thanked the man hastily, "I'm really grateful for bothering Mr. Ye to take him in yesterday. It's getting late, so please excuse me to leave first."

Ye Qing supported his head to watch Duanmulian's every move, he didn't like to listen to this guy's polite words, like Fan Yu without emotion, he smirked at him perfunctorily.

Ye Qing, who has a lot of research on psychology, can probably guess exactly what Duanmulian is thinking. This guy is too pure and clean without any scheming, so he easily steals his little thoughts. This kid is sensible and kind. He never made demands on others, but tried his best to meet the demands of others, swallowed all the grievances in his stomach, and greeted the ugly people with a smile on his strong and fragile shell.

Ye Qing watched this silly child live his life like someone else's, the back view of his own will made his heart ache for no reason, he planned to use his own persistence to soften his persistence.

He heard the sound of the other party washing, arranging clothes, and closing the door. When everything quieted down and returned to the state where he hadn't been here before, Ye Qing told himself to be more patient, more patient, if he wanted to hold this precious treasure, he would I have to endure loneliness.

Duanmulian took a taxi back to the company. Because he was afraid of being caught by his father, he sneaked into the office one minute before the last day of work. Unexpectedly, Lin Mio was already sitting in his seat, waiting eagerly.

"Morning Xiaolian."

"Morning Miss Lin..." Duanmulian saw that Lin Mi suddenly recalled all the unhappiness of last night, and quickly explained, "What happened last night, I apologize to you on behalf of Mr. Ye, he has a bad temper... ..."

"My dad told me that Mr. Ye used to be like this stinky fart, and he's used to it." Lin Mio waved his hand indifferently to show that he didn't care, then changed the subject and smiled, "By the way, uncle and You have something to talk about, and I am looking for you to go to his office."

"Thank you, Ms. Lin, for the message. I'll go right away." Duan Mulian was puzzled. If his father had something to do with him, Lin Mio shouldn't have asked Lin Mio to speak. He was about to open the door when Lin Mio stopped him.

"Xiao Lian, I just lied to my uncle, I hope you can help me get it back." Lin Mio smiled playfully, as if he was certain that Duanmu Lian would help her.

"What's your plan?" Duan Mulian was helpless at the waywardness of this young lady, but he knew that Lin Mio would not cause trouble, so he didn't care too much.

"Then don't be angry."

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"You didn't come home all night yesterday. Uncle thought we were together. He just asked about it, and I nodded when I was nervous." The girl smiled mischievously, like a child who knows his mistakes and does not correct them.

Duanmulian was ashamed of being short-staffed and had no choice but to agree. He came to stand in front of Duanmuyuan. The middle-aged man seemed to be in a good mood, and he praised him first.