Cage

As if suddenly remembering something, he took Lan Yi's arm and went to the bathroom.

"Mo Ling...you are..."

Lan also looked puzzled at the two basins filled with ice water and hot water respectively.

Mo Ling fixed the water, raised his head and smiled, threw the ring into the hot water, grabbed Lan Yi's hand, and kissed the smooth back of his hand, "It's cold, bear with it."

Lan Yi probably understood what was going on, and put his hand into the ice water obediently. After a while, Mo Ling took Lan Yi's hand out of the water, wiped it clean, and then put soap foam on the middle finger, and picked up the hot water. The ring in the water, brought him up.

Lan Yi was pleasantly surprised to see that the ring was put on smoothly. The ring on the finger was not too tight, and could even slide up and down, but it happened to be stuck at the joint of the ring finger, so even taking it off would take some effort.

Back in the living room, Mo Ling put another ring in the box on his finger, put Lan Yi's cold little hand into his palm, and looked at the ring on Lan Yi's hand that couldn't be easily taken off, "Fingers are comparable to yours." The red rope is much stronger, so neither I nor you will lose it easily."

Lan Yi sniffed, lowered her head and responded softly, then shyly and carefully snuggled into Mo Ling's arms.

In fact, it's a good ending like this ↖(￣▽￣"), children's shoes with a fragile heart can be considered as the end here~

Although Mo Ling is always busy, Lan Yi felt very happy in this short period of time. Every night, he would fall asleep in his arms and have nightmares, and someone would comfort him carefully and gently by his side. Occasionally, Mo Ling would rest for the two of them. Just nestle on the big sofa in the living room and watch a movie...chatting...making love...

All in all, Lan Yi is very satisfied. He was originally a small person with no great ambitions or ideals. Now he is just guarding this relationship very carefully. Almost if Mo Ling does not do too much, he will obediently obey. Of course, Mo Ling will only Doing bad things to him in bed.

Half a month passed quickly, and the Qixi Festival of the lunar calendar came. Mo Ling unexpectedly didn't go to the company. When he got up, Lan Yi was making breakfast in the kitchen.

Naturally, she stepped forward and put her arms around Lan Yi's waist, kissing her tender ears softly,

Lan Yi shrank his shoulders to avoid itchiness, while putting the fried eggs into the delicate plate.

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Lan Yi was still not quite used to Mo Ling's intimacy, shy away from it, and brought the full plate to the table in the restaurant and set it up.

"Well, I'm done with what I should be busy with. I can rest for a few days. Let's go out for a walk. Where do you want to go?" Mo Ling followed Lan Yi into the restaurant.

"...I don't have any particular place I want to go..." Lan Yi helped Mo Ling open the chair, and sat on the opposite side, tilting his head to look at the poached eggs in front of him. The sweet atmosphere of the conversation made him even more uncomfortable. Dare to look directly at Mo Ling's handsome face.

"Australia? Italy? Or Monaco... Is there any country you want to go to?" Mo Ling propped his chin on one hand and looked at Lan Yi with a smile.

"nor..."

"What about the country? Is there any place you want to go in particular? I can take you there..."

"...No..."

"Then...do you have anything you want? It's rare to spend Qixi with you. I want to give you a gift, anything...a house...a car...or a company..."

Lan Yi hurriedly waved his hands, blushing a little. Originally, Mo Ling was taking money for food and lodging. A few days ago, he brought back some expensive clothes. Although the prices had been cut off, he still knew those brands. Yes, Mi Chong's life is already very embarrassing, how could he have the nerve to ask him for something else, besides, he really doesn't have anything in particular, "No, no... I don't have anything in particular. ...So fine..."

"Then what do you most want to do in the near future? I can help you achieve anything within my ability..."

"nor..."

"Nothing? No desire, no desire?" Hearing Lan Yi's almost unanimous answer, Mo Ling's original high spirits seemed to have been poured with cold water all over the head, a little dissatisfied, and put down the hand resting on his chin, fiddling with the fork at hand , "You are really ascetic, is it the same as long as you can eat enough to live there?"

"No...it's not...that's..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this," Mo Ling realized that what Lan Yi was going to say was a bit exaggerated, and tried to be as gentle as possible, "Then at least let me treat you to dinner tonight, I think Which restaurant are you going to?"

Lan Yixin thought that Mo Ling would be troubled by being photographed eating with a man when she went to the restaurant on such a day, so she whispered her opinion,

"Actually, it's better to be at home..."

Mo Ling frowned slightly, paused, nodded to himself, and finally accepted his opinion, put down the fork and picked up the phone,

"...Okay then, I'll let the chef prepare it."

"No, don't bother, I..."

Mo Ling looked away from the phone screen, and looked up at Lan Yi expressionlessly.

Lan also silenced his voice knowingly.

"What do you want to eat?"

Noticing that Mo Ling's face was a bit unhappy, Lan Yi became more cautious, "...anything is fine..."

"What do you want to eat?" Mo Ling glared at him.

Clearly feeling that the atmosphere was a bit cold, Lan Yi realized that he might have offended Mo Ling with something wrong, and was even more at a loss as to what to say.

"...then I want melon and abalone...tuna..."

"It's not what I like to eat! I'm asking what you want to eat!" Mo Ling slapped the table hard, and the sound startled Lan Yi, who was concentrating on answering, and looked up at the angry Mo Ling at a loss .

Opening his mouth, Lan Yi swallowed, secretly observed Mo Ling's expression, and tremblingly said, "...Actually, anything is fine...you make up your mind..."

"Oh!"

Without any warning, Mo Ling dropped the mobile phone in his hand. The mobile phone hit the wall straight and bounced to the floor.

Lan Yi was stunned, and immediately stood up from the chair. Mo Ling looked very angry, but he really didn't know which sentence angered him. People like him who don't know how to read words and expressions are very unlikable.

Tightly pursing his lips, he quietly walked to the side to clean up the wreckage of the mobile phone, raised his head, Mo Ling was looking at him expressionlessly, with his eyebrows twitched,

"I, I think I'd better go back to the room first." Lan Yi dodged his eyes, always felt that something was stuck in his throat and was uncomfortable, picking his fingers, and before Mo Ling could speak, he lowered his head and quickly flashed into the room here, close the door.

The temperature of the air conditioner was a bit chilly, Lan Yi wrapped the quilt around her body and nestled into the bed, even covered her head, the heat from Mo Ling's lips seemed to remain on her face and ears, obviously a few minutes ago Mo Ling was still lingering Hug him, kiss him... He was obviously in love last night... He is always so unknowingly irritating... Always so annoying for no reason, he is actually very scared, very afraid of long-term After getting along with each other, Mo Ling will gradually realize that he is not that worthy of likability, so he is always cautious, even at home, he is always on tiptoe and dare not speak too loudly, but in the end he still makes Mo Ling angry. .....

The door of the room was knocked open suddenly, Mo Ling rushed in, Lan Yi supported his body with one hand, turned over and looked at him in astonishment with tears in his eyes.

Mo Ling's face was very ugly, and he walked towards Lan Yi step by step, as if he could see the anger emanating from his whole body, watching him walk in stiffly, the quilt wrapped around his body was torn off, Mo Ling pressed down without saying a word. Come down and bite those trembling thin lips.

Lan also didn't dare to hide, she opened her mouth obediently, and was forced to bear the violent lust from Mo Ling.

Roughly kissing, Mo Ling possessively swept the hot and humid mouth back and forth with his tongue, not even sparing the root of the tongue, and the smell of blood spread after a while.

Feeling the trembling body of the person below him, Mo Ling no longer entangled in the red and swollen lips, but moved down to the white and tender neck, sucking and biting vigorously as if wanting to eat one bite at a time.

As soon as his upper body was cold, Mo Ling easily tore off Lan Yi's top, and the button stretched out and hit Lan Yi's chin. Lan Yi only felt pain, and could feel the increasingly crazy lips and kneading hands on his body. With tears in his eyes, Lan Yi thought sadly, this body is what he really likes.

He tried his best to bear it, he didn't want to sweep Mo Ling's sex, but when Mo Ling took off his pants arbitrarily, he finally couldn't bear it and cried, sobbing and weeping.

Lan was also extremely wronged.

The movement stopped, Mo Ling buried his face into Lan Yi's neck, panting heavily, seemed to have calmed down a bit,

"sorry..."

Mo Ling supported his body with his hands, and looked at Lan Yi who was crying sadly.

"I hurt you...I'm sorry..." Mo Ling wiped away his tears, hugged him tightly and coaxed him, patting his trembling back and kissing his forehead over and over again.

Holding the shirt on Mo Ling's chest, Lan Yi buried her face in that strong chest, crying loudly for the first time, as if she wanted to vent all the grievances she had suffered in these years.

Mo Ling stopped talking, pulled the quilt to wrap his naked and thin body, lowered his head to kiss his hair repeatedly, and hugged him even tighter.

I don't know how long it took, the sobbing of the person in his arms gradually calmed down, and he kept holding the shirt on Mo Ling's chest tightly, only sniffling and sobbing occasionally.

"I'm angry with myself...I'm not angry with you..." Mo Ling sighed helplessly, "During this period of time, you cook the dishes I like every day, and always make me happy Thing... Even every movement and every expression is my love...but I found out that I don't know you at all."

Mo Ling looked down at the person in his arms and smiled wryly, "...Every time I buy clothes for you, you will frown...But I don't know what kind of clothes you will like...I want to put all I give you the best things, but I don’t know what you want most, what you like, your birthday...I don’t even know your favorite dishes...I ask you I always don’t say it, always say vaguely that this is what I like, I want to make you happy, but I always scare you in the end... But I still want to know your heart, everything about you, not just me The body I'm holding at this moment..."

"Ahem..." A muffled cough with a strong nasal sound came from Mo Ling's arms.

Fearing that Lan Yi would be bored, Mo Ling slightly changed the position of holding him, trying to raise his head buried in his arms, but unexpectedly the man in his arms struggled and refused to raise his head, and instead dawdled like a cat Drill in.

Mo Ling looked at Lan Yi's willful actions with amused expression, instead of forcing him to look up, he raised his hand and gently combed the somewhat messy hair on his forehead with his fingers.

After a while like this, the person in his arms suddenly raised his head, revealing a pair of swollen eyes that were still red all around, even more shining after being baptized by tears, "I...I like to eat wontons...I like to eat noodles ...My wish is to have a house of my own on the cliff by the sea in the future, not too big or too luxurious, and have a balcony where you can grow flowers and bask in the sun, and then live there with the person you like, look Sunrise, watching the waves... My birthday is October 10th... My hobby is reading books... My favorite thing is... Mo Ling..."

Mo Ling has always been very strange, there are many people who have confessed their love to him, but no matter how warm and affectionate the confession is, he never feels it when he hears the "like" in Lan Yi's mouth. When the thin lips uttered words similar to confessing to him, the numbness and crisp feeling occupied his whole body and reached his forehead, the kind that would make goose bumps on his arms, and his whole body would tremble with excitement.

Lan Yi could feel Mo Ling holding his arm tighter, and the tight chest vibrated, making his ears itch. Mo Ling was smiling, his beautiful eyes narrowed into crooked shapes, The smile is both gentle and touching.

Mo Ling was on a business trip, and Lan Yi didn't sleep well. After lunch alone, he sat on a chair in front of the window and watched the scenery outside. The phenomenon of distorted flow, I silently calculated in my heart, Mo Ling will take a week to come back from a business trip, four days have passed, and I have to wait for another three days...

He circled his legs and put his arms on his knees. Lan Yi tilted his head in a daze. Now he was thinking about Mo Ling...I haven't found my luggage or anything, and it will take a lot of time to make up those messy documents, Mo Ling I've been very busy recently, and Lan Yi is really embarrassed to bother him, thinking that after a while Mo Ling will not be busy, and because of this, Lan Yi seldom goes out, even if he walks in this neighborhood now, he will probably get lost.

Under such circumstances, Lan Yi can only rely on Mo Ling, just like a drowning man grabbing driftwood. What he does every day is to wait for Mo Ling, accompany Mo Ling...

This kind of him may be a little humble in the eyes of others, but Lan Yi is indeed happy, his heart is filled with happiness, and occasionally he is moved to tears when he thinks about it.

Similarly, Mo Ling is also treating Lan Yi well all the time. If it is not necessary work, the two stick together almost every day. Mo Ling would rather reject the party with an important partner and come back to accompany Lan Yi. He is getting more and more The more you know how to take care of others, the better you will be to Lan...every time you get better with Lan, you will sink deeper...

When the phone rang again, Lan Yi almost jumped off the chair, ran to the phone, took a deep breath, picked up the receiver,

"Hello..."

"What are you doing?" Mo Ling's tired voice came from the other side of the phone.

Lan Yi sat on the carpet, leaning his head against the leg of the table, grinning foolishly, and then replied weakly,

"...Just finished eating... How about you? Shouldn't it be midnight in your place? You still haven't slept..."

"Just after the meeting, things here are much more complicated than I thought..." Mo Ling said helplessly, "It may take some time to deal with it."

"...Is that so... Then, don't be too tired, remember to eat on time..." Hearing that Mo Ling would extend his business trip, Lan Yi couldn't hide the disappointment in his dark eyes.

"Well... you too, don't turn on the air conditioner to save money at home alone, order takeaway if you don't want to cook, don't eat the leftovers from the day before, I won't forgive you when I come back and find you've lost weight... .”

"Hmm...um..." Lan Yi nodded while agreeing.

"...I still have to prepare the materials for tomorrow's meeting... Let's do this first, I will try to go back as soon as possible."

"...Okay..." Lan Yi responded in a soft voice obediently.

"...Is there anything else you want to say to me?"

"..." Lan Yi thought for a while, bit his thin lips and opened his mouth hesitantly,

"Mo, Mo Ling...I miss you..."

.......

Looking at the dark night outside the window, Lan Yi thought to himself that another day has passed, and Mo Ling has been on a business trip for five days...Turn off the air conditioner and open the windows, even though Mo Ling repeatedly asked him, he still can't stand 24 hours a day In the life of turning on the air conditioner, although the sound of high-priced electrical appliances is almost silent, it still makes him unable to sleep in a quiet night. Covering his face in the air-conditioning quilt and curling up on the big bed, this kind of ostrich-like self-deception The sleeping posture was formed after the kidnapping. Although Lan Yi didn't say it, the kidnapping did leave a big blow to his mind, so that he would be nervous every night before going to bed without Mo Ling. Check the windows, carefully observe whether anyone is watching, and then lock the door and cover yourself in the quilt.

In the haze, someone was touching his face, the big warm hand made him feel inexplicably relieved, and the moist and hot thing sucked his lips delicately.

After moving his long eyelashes, Lan Yi opened his eyes in a half-dream.

Looking at the gentle and handsome man smiling in front of him in disbelief, Lan Yi thought he was dreaming, and he had many such dreams these days.

"What's the matter, don't you know me?"

Mo Ling squatted beside the bed, smiling at the frail and frail man curled up on the bed. The man seemed not fully awake yet, blinked his eyes, and stretched out his index finger to poke his face uncertainly.

Looking at the childish action with amused, he grabbed the little hand that was stretched out, moved it to his mouth and bit the slender finger.

"Mo Ling..." Lan Yi murmured, "...is it really you?"

"It's not me, anyone else."

"You, why are you back...Aren't you in country S?"

Mo Ling took off his coat and threw it on the ground, got into Lan Yi's bed, and went around the back of his head with his hands, gently stroking the soft hair.

"Who made my wife say that she misses me affectionately on the phone..." Pulling Lan Yi's little head closer to him, he kissed the eyes that had begun to turn red at the corners, "I'm afraid that I won't be When he comes back, he will miss me and cry secretly under the covers."

The beard stubble hurt the tender skin around the eyes. Lan Yi put her arms around Mo Ling's waist and buried her head in his shoulder. The smell of cigarettes was strong in her arms. Mo Ling seldom smoked, and occasionally she smoked one just to refresh herself .

"I'll take a shower first..." Mo Ling stroked Lan Yi's fluffy hair affectionately, "The smell of smoke is too strong, it's not good for your health."

Lan also hugged her even tighter.

"You like me that much? Miss me that much?"

Lan Yi's face was a little hot, but he nodded honestly in Mo Ling's arms.

"How much do you want?" Mo Ling hooked the corners of his mouth, teasing him with a smirk, pulled his head out of his arms, gently squeezed the sharp little chin, and forced Lan Yi to look up at him, "I never hung up on you I've been busy since the phone call, I'm not sleeping, I've arranged everything in advance and I'm in a hurry to come back to see you, is this the only way?"

Lan Yi, who was crawling in Mo Ling's arms, hesitated for a long time, then blushed and stretched her neck under Mo Ling's smiling gaze, raised her head and kissed the blue stubble on Mo Ling's chin, then moved up to kiss Mo Ling Those sexy thin lips opened their mouth shyly but tremblingly, stretched out their soft tongue, and licked the smoke-smelling lips like a kitten.

Mo Ling half-closed his eyes and lazily enjoyed the service of the person crawling on him. When Lan Yi's soft lips were about to leave, he wrapped his arms around his waist and pressed the back of his head with one hand to prevent him from falling. He raised his head, turned passive into active, and deepened the kiss even more passionately.

The kiss became heavier and heavier, the tongue licked Lan Yi's gums, entangled and chased that cute, slippery and shy uvula, teasing and sucking.

"...Um..."

Lan Yi's limbs were paralyzed by this long-lost violent kiss, his brain felt as if he was suffocating due to lack of oxygen, but the hand stroking the back of his head was forcefully refusing to relax, leaving him no room to flinch, and the groans in his throat continued I was taken aback.

Mo Ling let go, looking at Lan Yi lying on his body with a red face and panting heavily, one hand stretched into the loose pajamas, stroking and kneading his smooth and slender back erotically, and then Slowly stretch down...

Lan Yi's pajamas were chosen by Mo Ling herself. The smooth silk texture is still a bit fat, and the waist of the pajama pants is loose and stuck on the thin waist, and can be peeled off in one go without any effort.

"Mo Ling, you... you..." Lan Yi stared at his blushing eyes, looked at Mo Ling with his thin lips curled into a smirk, and took off his pajama pants and underwear with a speed that could not cover his ears In this way, Lan Yi's upper body was still fully dressed, but her lower body was naked and straddled Mo Ling's waist.

Lan Yi struggled to get up from Mo Ling's body, but Mo Ling held onto his waist tightly, trying to pull the thin quilt to the side, but Mo Ling snatched it and threw it on the ground, Lan Yi shivered and shoved Seeing Mo's big hands moving wildly, he arched his body hard, trying to hide his naked lower body under the loose top, this kind of movement was really embarrassing, tears of shame almost fell down.

Mo Ling sat up abruptly, and reached out to pull up the hem of Lan Yi's pajamas, revealing a slender waist, a small sunken navel, a chest with clear ribs and light brown dots, and Lan Yi's teary big face Eyes and mouth kept yelling "Don't do this...don't do this...", which really stimulated Mo Ling's senses, his eyes were full of naked desire, he just wanted to bully this trembling little body It's sputtering.

"Don't do this... let, let me go down... let's change... change..." Lan Yi's face and neck were already red, and he pushed Mo Ling's big hand hovering on his hip with a cry.

"Huh? What else?" Mo Ling smirked and slowly moved his fingers between his buttocks, ignoring Lan Yi's weak resistance, pressing and rubbing the confinement acupuncture points with his fingertips.

"...Position...posture." Lan Yi whispered in embarrassment.

"Oh...then what position do you want..." Mo Ling gently pulled and bit Lan Yi's chest through the pajamas, and said vaguely, "You are so delicious..." The white pajamas quickly Wet by Mo Ling's saliva, the light-colored dots that slowly stand up are faintly visible.

"But...but..." Lan Yi couldn't speak, this posture was too embarrassing...

"I'm so tired, I don't have any energy...but I miss you so much...I want to hug you..." Mo Ling coaxed with a hoarse voice. Don't let others act like a baby.

Sure enough, Lan Yi stopped struggling and put her hand on Mo Ling's chest, feeling at a loss.

Mo Ling took out the lubricant from the bedside cabinet, poured it on his hand, and wiped it skillfully behind Lan Yi's back, slowly inserted his fingers into the part that was beginning to soften, stirring and expanding.

When he felt the hot and hard thing behind him against the entrance, Mo Ling helped Lan Yi to sit down slowly,

"I... um... I... can't..." Lan Yi tensed up, his body trembling slightly, the feeling of shame made him feel ashamed, his face was so red that he was bleeding, and his whole body was bleeding heat.

Looking at Lan Yi, who was in a dilemma, his originally fair skin was pink and tender, his head was red from head to toe, and he closed his eyes anxiously and shyly, his nose was agitated in a small arc due to his eager breathing, and his lower lip was bitten by white teeth. It's going to be white.

Mo Ling kissed Lan Yi's thin lips, fearing that he would bite his lips, so he deliberately "kindly" pulled up his shirt and stuffed it into his trembling little mouth. What a beautiful sight, he opened his eyes that had been closed due to shame, and looked at Mo Ling with tears in his eyes.

Mo Ling only felt the hot tide rising in his body eagerly and violently wanting to rush out of his body, and couldn't wait any longer, holding Lan Yi's slender waist and pressing it down.

"Ah...um..." The sudden confrontation easily made Lan Yi blurt out a moan, and the hem of his clothes fell from his mouth.

Mo Ling couldn't care less about the idea of ​​bullying Lan Yi anymore, and turned over tightly one after another, pressing the thin body under him, peeling off Lan Yi's top in two or three times, straightening his waist, big The magnitude of the impact came.

"...Slow...Slow down...um...slow down..." Lan Yi clasped Mo Ling's shoulder and asked, the intense speed made his body unable to adapt for a while.

Mo Ling leaned over to kiss his panting lips, kissed him heavily, stroked his inner thighs and buttocks, and then wrapped his warm hands around the half-upright place between his legs, rubbing them lightly and sometimes heavily. Sculpting, resisting to slow down, the big hands also skillfully moved Lan Yi up and down, and sometimes groped for the sensitive exit, until the person under him sighed like pleasure, and the slender waist subconsciously followed the movements of the fingers. up, desperate for more caresses.

"I'm sorry... I can't stop..." After the kiss was empty, Mo Ling gasped for breath. After finishing speaking, the twitching waist and lower body were rubbed tightly, and the sound of sticky collision was so fast that it made people feel uncomfortable. Red in the face.

After waking up from a short-term dizziness, the bed beside him was still warm, and his whole body was refreshed and comfortable, and he also changed into clean pajamas. Recalling the process of Mo Ling cleaning and changing his clothes just now, the little face that had just retreated from the temperature came back again. Started red to smoldering.

Mo Ling must have been very busy, Mo Ling's suitcase was scattered on the bedside, the suitcase was not small, but there were not many Mo Ling's own belongings, and it was full of gifts brought back by Lan Yi. From the special products of country S to the clothes of various international brands.

Before this, Lan Yi never thought that anyone would be able to lift him up to the sky as if he was tired of pampering him. From being submissive at the beginning, carefully matching Mo Ling's preferences, to now letting go of the wall of his heart and enjoying Mo Ling's utmost care The feeling of being pampered by the color makes Lan Yi feel light and light, like floating in the clouds, being held by Mo Ling's warm big hands, feeling deeper and deeper, Lan Yi simply thinks that the days floating in the clouds are like this In the days of intimacy, they will continue to live with love for each other, and they may even live like this for a lifetime.

Self-confused and patted his face, Lan Yi told himself not to think about it, but he still couldn't help but put his face in the coat that smelled like Mo Ling.

After entangled with Mo Ling's coat for a while, Lan Yicai got up from the bed with a blushing face and a bunch of messy hair. His waist was aching and his butt hurt. As expected, no matter how many times he did this kind of unreasonable thing, he still couldn't do it. Get used to it, drag your trembling legs, and pick up the clothes that the two of you threw on the ground. Mo Ling's clothes are all famous brands. Basically, except for underwear, the rest needs to be dry-cleaned. The baskets for storing clothes that need to be dry-cleaned, every two days people from the dry cleaners will come to pick up the clothes that need to be washed or need to be washed.

Lan Yi carried the clothes of the two of them into the bathroom, rummaged through the pockets, sorted them into categories, threw the dry-cleaned clothes into the basket, and put the hand-washed clothes into the basin and soaked them in water. Mo Ling's Armani coat must be It needs to be dry-cleaned. When I hold it, I feel that my pocket is bulging. It is Mo Ling's wallet. Lan Yi habitually takes it out. He is not in the habit of looking through other people's things. He has lived with Mo Ling for so long. Consciously, he doesn't even know how to unlock Mo Ling's smartphone.

But this time it was different, the wallet popped open automatically as soon as I took it out, I saw that the bulging cash in the wallet could not be closed, all kinds of gold card VIP cards were densely packed in the side pocket of the wallet, only One of them is so gray that it is more conspicuous among the many glittering gold cards.

Lan Yi shook his hand and pulled it out. It was an ordinary ICBC card that could not be used in ordinary cards. It was a bit old, and there were signs of long-term wear and tear on it. There were two shallow tooth marks on one corner of the bank card. Lan Yi remembered , that was what Ding Erer bit on when he was teething.

Why did his salary card when he went to work be in Mo Ling's wallet... He remembers clearly that the bank card was in his wallet at that time, and when he was kidnapped by Hei Yao and his gang, they searched it along with his luggage...

Lan Yi lowered his head and quickly searched Mo Ling's wallet. Sure enough, he found his ID card in a compartment that needed a zipper, and a copy of his and his mother's that was originally placed in the compartment of his old wallet. Photo...It seems that Mo Ling has already taken back his luggage from Hei Yaona...but why did he tell him that the luggage could not be found...

Lan Yi clutched his wallet and went to Mo Ling hesitantly, wanting to ask clearly... Mo Ling was sitting with his back facing him in the study, as if he was having a meeting with his subordinates in the video, it was appropriate not to disturb, Lan Yi Also leaning against the wall next to the door of Mo Ling's study, listening to Mo Ling ordering his subordinates in an orderly manner, he couldn't figure out why Mo Ling hid the matter of his luggage recovery. The belongings, as well as the address and keys of Ding Yiluo's bookstore and various business licenses, if he can't get his luggage back, he really can't do anything... Could it be that Mo Ling didn't tell him because he was afraid that he would leave?The palms holding the wallet were sweaty, Lan Yi thought, if this was the reason, he probably wouldn't be angry with Mo Ling...because he couldn't bear Mo Ling, and maybe he could find a stable job locally by then , and then hire a reliable person to look after Ding Yiluo's bookstore...

Thinking about it this way, Mo Ling's online meeting in the study is almost over. There is only one desk lamp turned on in the study, and Lan can clearly see the formally dressed men and women on the large and clear computer screen. After exiting the stage, only one person was left. That person, Lan Yi remembered, was Mo Ling's personal secretary, surnamed Li. He had met him several times at home. He was always cold and unsmiling, and always distant when they met. Call him Mr. Blue.

Secretary Li flipped through a thick black notebook, stood straight in front of the video, and reported in a serious manner.

Lan Yi saw that it would take some time for Mo Ling to finish with such a posture. Looking at the wall watch in the living room, it was already two o'clock in the morning, so he turned around and planned to make a cup of tea for Mo Ling to relieve his fatigue.

"Your custom-made bridal gown and diamond ring in Italy are ready, do you need me to deliver them to Miss Aimee?"

Lan Yi shook his head, paused, and turned around stiffly.

"No, I'll deliver it myself when the time comes."

"Many people who are not on your wedding invitation list came to ask for invitations...such as Mr. Xu from Zhengde...Demi from Ahren..."

"Only those on the list."

"Okay...Then...Mo Dong...Is Mr. Lan the same parting gift as your other lovers?"

Mo Ling in the study paused for a moment, as if thinking, "No...you don't need to give it to him...he doesn't know about my marriage yet."

The word "marriage" was like a bomb, it exploded in Lan Yi's mind, his head was buzzing, if it wasn't for the wall behind him, he would almost faint.

"But... the wedding is only less than a month away... the time for media coverage will soon come, I'm afraid I can't hide it from Mr. Lan... In this way, everything you and Mr. Hei jointly arranged will be affected. ..."

"You don't need to worry about this, I've already figured it out for him, as long as I give you any reason, he will believe it, and it won't affect me from figuring out Ding Yiluo's whereabouts from him..."

Lan Yi felt that Mo Ling's deep and charming voice was like a tough sword, bit by bit slicing through the aorta he depended on for survival. There was a feeling of massive blood loss. His body was getting colder and colder. The coolness came over him, as if he was being entangled by a demon, and the gorgeous lights in the living room, like Mo Ling's face in his mind, began to become weird and distorted...

...Is it?It turns out that all of this is a trap... No wonder... No wonder Mo Ling asked him more than once about Ding Yiluo's whereabouts... It turns out that both he and Hei Yao believed that he knew about it... Facing such a valuable Should he be happy about himself?

...it's a lie to say you'll find him no matter where you go...it's a lie to say you like him...it's a lie to say there's no wedding...it's all a lie...he never Owned... like a bubble floating in the clouds, fragile and vulnerable.

Dream woke up.

When he returned to the room, Lan Yi realized that his body was trembling, his face was covered with tears, and his heart hurt too much. It was a feeling that he had never felt before. It should be called despair... Everything seemed to be collapsing, Is Mo Ling really Mo Ling?Do those tenderness and pampering really belong to him?

How can the person who has been engraved in his heart be stripped away from his flesh and blood little by little?

Lan also didn't know how long she had been crying, until the tears dried up, she got up staggeringly, went to the bathroom to wash her face, lay back on the bed and tucked herself into the quilt.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Ling gently opened the door as usual, took off his clothes gently and got into the bed, habitually groped for his thin body in the dark, and turned the quilt to his Lan Yi. into his arms.

"What's wrong? Hands are so cold? Is the temperature of the air conditioner too low?" Mo Ling hugged him tightly, letting the hunched back stick to his chest without any gaps, caressing Lan Yi's hand with his big hand, holding it palm.

The person in his arms seemed to be asleep, and there was no movement. Mo Ling raised his hand and tried Lan Yi's forehead to confirm that there was no fever or other symptoms. He found the remote control of the air conditioner in the bedside table, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and tucked it carefully. After tucking in the quilt, she lay down with peace of mind, kissed the back of Lan Yi's neck protruding from the pajamas in the dark, and fell asleep peacefully.

Lan also had a sleepless night.

When Mo Ling woke up, Lan Yi still kept her night posture, her short messy hair covered her eyes, her hands had already been withdrawn from Mo Ling's, and her fists were resting on her chin, as if she was still awake.

Mo Ling stretched out his hand, trying to brush away those stray hairs. As soon as his hand touched his forehead, Lan Yi shrank back, covered his head with the quilt, and said in a dry and hoarse nasal voice, "I'm not feeling well... I can't do it for you. It's time for dinner..."

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you? Last night, your body was cold. I'll take you to the hospital." Mo Ling wanted to tear off the quilt.

"No need...I want to rest...Let me rest..." Lan Yi grabbed the quilt tightly to prevent Mo Ling from succeeding, but instead buried her head deeper.

"...Okay...you have a good rest, you must call me if you are still not feeling well." Mo Ling said while kissing Lan Yi's hair, and got up to get dressed.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of Mo Ling closing the door that Lan Yi slowly got up from the bed, drooped his head, his face was pale, put on his clothes, lifted the pillow, took out his ID and bank card, and carefully put them in his pocket .

Put on your shoes, open the door, leave, in this false space, there is nothing worth lingering.

When he went downstairs, Lan Yi looked up at the sky. He used to look at the sky through the window of Mo Ling’s house. It felt like he hadn’t seen the whole sky for a long time. There was a dark cloud in the west. He sniffed, lowered his head and quickened his pace. , to find the next shelter from the wind before it rains...

"Where are you going?" With a tall and healthy body standing in front of him, Mo Ling looked at Lan Yi with a smile, "Where are you going? I'll see you off."

When he saw Mo Ling, Lan Yi's whole body shook, his head was lowered, his eyes were foggy.

"What's wrong? Are you still uncomfortable?" Mo Ling took a step forward, habitually wanting to touch that pale, bloodless face.

"..."

Lan Yi bit her lower lip tightly, and took a step back, avoiding Mo Ling's hand, her eye circles were already red.

Mo Ling looked at Lan Yi who exudes a sense of rejection all over his body, gradually withdrew his smile, stared closely at Lan Yi's eyes,

"You did hear it last night."

Lan Yi gathered his fists and tried to straighten his waist, but his body was trembling, as if he was suffering from great pain, and he said softly and slowly in his chapped voice,

"I really don't know the whereabouts of Ding Yiluo..." Swallowing the choked up, he closed his eyes and opened them again, "Even if you keep me, it's a waste of time...it's worthless..."

"..." Mo Ling didn't speak, but locked Lan Yi tightly with his cold eyes.

"Let's... get together and break up... from now on, we will pretend that we have never... known each other..." Lan Yi pinched his fingers with his nails, trying his best not to let himself cry