january love

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Duan Mulian got up early in the morning and looked at his phone, Ye Qing didn't respond to the message, after washing up, he lied to his father that he would not go to the company for market research today, felt guilty for his behavior for a second, and then went out with his bag.

Duanmulian came to the store and chose a simple and elegant photo frame to mount the painting, and then picked out a more delicate box. On the way to Ye Qing's house, Duanmulian's mood became a little hesitant, wondering if Ye Qing would feel that Making a fuss out of a molehill, suddenly a little worried that I was doing too much, maybe it would waste his time... and thinking in my heart, I thought it would not take much trouble to just say hello and give him the things.

Came to the door of Ye Qing's house and rang the doorbell, but there was no response like last time, Duanmulian gained experience, pushed the door lightly, and it was unlocked.

He stood at the porch and looked towards the living room on his feet, "Sorry to bother you, is Mr. Ye in?"

"Didn't you say don't use this address, come in." Ye Qing seemed to have just woken up, his voice was still a little hoarse, his hair was a little messy, and he walked towards him with his arms folded, completely different from the workplace, and finally Natural gesture.

Duanmulian just glanced at it and unnaturally moved his eyes elsewhere. The man didn't wear glasses, and the neckline of his nightgown was too open...

When Ye Qing saw him coming in, he couldn't help teasing, "You really like to wear formal clothes, do you want to come to my house to work?"

Duanmulian's expression froze, "Occupational diseases..." He didn't want Ye Qing to know that he didn't have a decent set of casual clothes.

Duanmulian didn't forget his purpose, he handed the paper box to Ye Qing and smiled shyly, "Mr. Ye, thank you very much for the paint you sent, if you don't mind it... as a reward, this is my clumsy work."

Ye Qing took it with great interest, and patted the sofa beside him to signal Duanmu to sit down.

Duan Mulian watched the man's every move uneasily, Ye Qing opened the gift box, his face still had that cold expression, but his long eyelashes seemed to tremble a bit.

"It's very beautiful. It seems that the paint was sent to the right person." He stroked the big golden yellow in the photo frame with his thumb, stopped at the small smiling face on the lower right, then bent his mouth and turned his head to look at Duanmulian who was staring at him. , send a [I like] emoticon.

"Hey, as long as Mr. Ye likes it, I've always been worried that you would think I'm being self-indulgent." Duanmulian scratched his head in embarrassment, his work was affirmed by Ye Qing, which made him inexplicably shy, and unconsciously laughed .

"You look beautiful when you smile." Ye Qing suddenly moved closer, Duan Mulian's heart stopped beating in shock, and he was so close that he was about to touch Ye Qingying's straight nose.

Duanmulian turned his head in embarrassment. "Mr. Ye...that..."

"I know what you're thinking." Ye Qing's magnetic voice lingered in his ears, and Duanmulian felt that his adrenal glands were about to explode.

"Mr. Ye is really discerning, no better than ordinary people..." Duanmulian didn't dare to move, and even tried to flatter him.

"That's because I majored in Psychology as an undergraduate." Ye Qing looked at his ready-to-be-killed appearance... thinking about the day.

"I'm very glad that you came here again on your own initiative." Ye Qing's eyes remained unchanged, but Duanmulian stared at Duanmulian with fear, and suddenly said, "I know you were nervous when you sat next to Mr. Duanmu, but you still stared at Mr. Duanmulian. Watch me."

"...I don't." Duanmulian was very puzzled, and the man was talking nonsense again.

Ye Qing grabbed Duan Mulian's hand very close, caressing his thigh by the way.

Duanmu Lian was so frightened that his soul flew away, this is sexual harassment, brother, he immediately took his hands away and stood up, grabbing the hem of his clothes and sweating coldly, he was at a loss, and then Ye Qing grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the sofa.

"Don't be afraid." Ye Qing's hoarse voice was like poison in his ears, Duan Mulian twisted his wrist lightly but couldn't break free from his shackles, and was afraid that Ye Qing would be angered too much, thinking how could this man see him One change at a time.

"Mr. Ye, I don't quite understand what you mean...can you let go of your hand first?"

"Impossible." Ye Qing gripped even tighter, leaned over and stroked his waist with the other hand. "My meaning should be very clear, do I need to explain further?"

Ye Qing pulled out the hem of his shirt, his big cold hands clung to his skin, making Duanmulian shudder.

Ye Qing bent down and kissed Duanmulian's slightly parted lips, his tongue deftly pried open his teeth and got in to wrap around the soft tongue that kept dodging, then he let go of Duanmulian and clasped his cheek to kiss him deeper, with the other hand He leaned forward to caress wantonly.

Letting the constantly struggling hands hit his body, Ye Qing only treated it as an appetizer before the meal.

Skillfully licked the opponent's palate, causing the person below him to tremble, and then withdrew from the soft mouth. Ye Qing looked at Duanmulian's blushing face or blushing face, forced his head straight and looked at him. eyes, "Go to the room or here, you choose."

"Ye, Mr. Ye, have you misunderstood something? I didn't mean that. You might be wrong. I have to go back to the company for a meeting in the afternoon, so..."

"Go to the room, you will be shy here." After Ye Qing finished speaking, he picked up his weightless body and strode upstairs. Duanmulian felt that he was in a complicated mood and had never been so afraid before. Desperate, want to cry but have no tears... It feels like being carried by Ye Qing on the road to the underworld.

Duanmulian was completely panicked, he was not prepared to develop a relationship with Ye Qing in bed.

"Mr. Ye, is there anything wrong with me? Is there something that made you angry? Or what project in the company did not meet your expectations... Ugh." The moment Duanmulian was thrown on the bed, he hadn't had time to get up He was grabbed by both hands again, the man was surprisingly strong, and he was trapped in the soft quilt, even struggling.

"Please...please don't do this."

"You still say please?"

Duanmulian was so afraid that he was going to fight desperately but it was in vain, so he could only let the man manipulate him.

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