Qingge

110

"Damn it! Qing Ge is going against the sky, why is it like a marriage proposal? This is the first time I know that he can play the piano." Shen Ningyu whispered to Huo Siming next to him.

"...Maybe he dotes on his man too much?" Huo Siming shook his head and laughed, "No wonder it's going to take a day, he's busy working here and there, Yuchen probably has practiced enough."

As soon as the singing stopped, Duan Yuchen happily shouted into the microphone: "Brother, happy birthday!"

Duan Yujing smiled: "Xiaochen, it's better for you to talk, don't sing in the future."

Duan Yuchen: "..." Did I pick it up?Although my singing is out of tune, can I not expose it?

The people present burst into laughter. Duan Yujing looked at his younger brother's accusing face and rubbed his head: "It's already very good. It hasn't become a noise. How long have you practiced?"

"One day, my little brother taught me for a long time..." Duan Yuchen stuck out his tongue and said embarrassedly.

Duan Yujing smiled and opened his arms, walked towards the smiling person, hugged him into his arms, and said in a gentle tone, "Thank you, baby."

Thank you for all your troubles.

Qing Ge reached out to hug him back, buried her head in his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Jing, happy birthday!"

When they hugged each other, the few behind opened the salute unanimously, and the colorful ribbons floated down one after another. Everyone smiled knowingly and blessed one after another.

"Duan Yujing, happy birthday."

The dishes in the evening are very rich, with all kinds of snacks and desserts. Qingge is a foodie, showing his strength what a foodie birthday party is.A group of ten or so people, playing games and carrying out drinking orders, were almost full before giving up. By the end, everyone had already had a few glasses of red wine.

"Brother Jing, wait, there's still food to eat." Qing Ge smiled slyly, and ran to the kitchen with Yu Chen.

"..." Even Duan Yujing couldn't help but touch his forehead, how much food did he still have? Really, it felt like he didn't eat that much all day.

"Happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you..."

Qing Ge and Yu Chen pushed out a big cake from the kitchen, with eight layers and candles on it.Shen Zeyu was ready, and they turned off the lights as soon as they came out. Suddenly, the living room became pitch black, only the flickering candles.

"Happy birthday to you...happy birthday to you..."

Everyone beat the time to them one after another, harmonizing, and for a while, the singing filled the whole living room.

"Yujing, quickly make a wish and blow out the candles." Huo Siming shouted from behind.

I wish the baby good health and all the best

[-]. May my brother grow up and be happy

Three wishes every year to have today, every year to have today

Duan Yujing looked at Xiao Qingge with gentle eyes, made three wishes silently in his heart, then blew out the candles and turned on the lights in the living room.

Only the top layer of the cake was cut to taste, and the rest, not surprisingly, was used to sneak attack.Yes, sneak attack, Duan Yujing, the birthday star, naturally became the hardest-hit area. Anyone who saw the normally serious President Duan with a creamy face couldn't help but intervene.A few young people in their 20s should not be too crazy to play.

It wasn't until midnight that the party slowly dissipated, and everyone went back to their homes.It was not safe for Li Yun to go back by himself, and the driver came home from get off work again, so Qing Ge arranged for him to stay in the guest room, and he went to the bathroom with a head of cream and Lao Gong.

"Uh...uh...slow...slow down"

A low groan came from the bathroom, and through the glass door, a thin young man could be seen lying on the bathtub, enduring the violent assault of the man behind him.

"Baby, when you were playing the piano just now, I wanted to do this. It's so seductive." Duan Yujing leaned down, leaving hickeys one after another on Xiao Qingge's slender butterfly bones. It became more and more intense, wishing to tear people apart and swallow them.

"Woo——" Qingge was bumped and sensitive every time, because of the long time of making love, her small mouth was almost numb, her legs softened, and she couldn't help leaning forward, but was held tightly by the man's arm Hugged, imprisoned in his arms, and endured again and again.

"Don't... woo... I can't take it anymore... Slow down..." Qing Ge kept begging for mercy with a sobbing voice. Normally, a man would be obedient to him, but when he returned to the room and on the bed, no matter how much he begged for mercy, the man He always bullies people until he thinks it's okay.

After a short time, Qing Ge was let go, lying in the man's arms, panting lightly, his face flushed, his cat's eyes gleamed with water, his slender legs were unable to open wide, the little brother was already weak, The small mouth turned red slightly, and it couldn't be closed. The man cleaned him inside and out.

After soaking in a hot bath and having a massage, Qing Ge was wrapped like a cocoon and carried back to the bed. Duan Yujing adjusted the temperature of the room and gently wiped Xiao Qing Ge's body.

Qingge's paws rested lightly on both sides, and he only hummed softly when the man moved his hands up and down. His originally fair legs were actually covered with hickey marks, and a thin layer of soft flesh on his belly followed him. His breathing was shallow and undulating, just like a kitten turned over to be caressed.

After everything was done, and ointment was applied there for massage to relieve fatigue, Duan Yujing climbed onto the bed, hugged someone, and pulled off the quilt, leaving only a dim yellow desk lamp beside the bed.

"Yes, I want to hug..." Unexpectedly, Xiao Qingge, who thought she was asleep, kept rubbing against the man and humming twice.

Duan Yujing hugged him carefully, patted him on the back, and coaxed him softly: "Hold it, baby."

Xiao Qingge didn't even open her cat's eyes, she just leaned over with a whimper, her mouth flattened: "I want to hug—"

Just now, Duan Yujing only put on a loose T-shirt and underwear for Xiao Qingge to sleep comfortably. Now that he was in contact with his warm body, he relied on his strong self-control to not put him on the spot. But I finally understand what this little thing wants.

Qing Ge was half lying on Duan Yujing's body, with his head resting on his chest, moaning and screaming for a hug.

Duan Yujing squeezed that slap-sized face in a funny way: "Baby is so clingy, I'll have to put you in my pocket everywhere I go, otherwise how can I sleep at night?"

Duan Yujing grasped Qing Ge's waist with strength, and hugged him directly to his body, letting him use himself as a pillow, warming his cold feet with his own feet, stroking his back with his big hands, coaxing him softly : "Hold it, go to sleep, baby."

I didn't say that sleeping on my stomach is bad for my health. Since Xiao Qingge was with him, there has never been a day when I didn't sleep with him. At first, I just lay my head on his arm, or completely shrunk into his arms, between the two of them. There is never any gap.

Recently, Xu felt that hugging him was more comfortable. He was no longer satisfied with hugging his arms at night. He would always rest his head on his chest when he fell asleep, and step over his hands and feet, like announcing the territory.

Duan Yujing looked carefully at the man holding him in the dim light, his rosy mouth was pouting, his long eyelashes trembled with his breathing, and the half of his face that was exposed was full of peace of mind. On his shoulders, white and slender.

As a matter of course, Duan Yujing skipped work the next day, told Chen Han, and fell asleep with Xiao Qingge in his arms.

Even after taking a nap, Duan Yujing still woke up earlier than Xiao Qingge. Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, and the ball in his arms was still still, obviously exhausted.

Although Duan Yujing wanted him to sleep longer, but Xiao Qingge's health is not good, and he can't do without a meal. Usually he knows his body, and he will get up early to have breakfast. I'm afraid he won't be able to wake up today. , I have to make a breakfast to feed him before going to bed.

"dong dong dong"

Duan Yuchen knocked lightly on the door: "Little brother, get up and have breakfast."

Duan Yuchen knew how to make breakfast by himself, and his living habits were good, so he got up after eight o'clock, and happened to meet Li Yun who was staying overnight, so the two of them made breakfast first.

Duan Yujing put on a nightgown and went to open the door: "Understood, you and brother Li Yun will eat first."

"Brother, are you skipping work again?" Duan Yuchen opened his eyes wide. What was skipping work used to be, it never appeared on his brother, but recently his brother skipped work too many times.

"...What are you talking about? Don't the company still have Brother Ning Yu and the others?" Duan Yujing followed him down, just in time to see Li Yun sitting in the living room, and greeted with a light smile, "Your brother hasn't gotten up yet, you and Yu Chen Have breakfast first, wait for him to wake up later, and then send you back."

"En." Li Yun nodded.

"Brother, what do you want?" Duan Yuchen bit the spoon and watched his brother walk into the kitchen.

"Give your little brother a bowl of porridge, he can't be hungry." Duan Yujing skillfully took the bowl and scooped out the millet porridge, tasted it himself, found it not sweet enough, and added a little more sugar. When he went upstairs, he still reminded him The two people downstairs said, "Xiao Chen, after breakfast, go out with jam and treat Brother Li Yun well, I'll go up to accompany your little brother."

"I see." Duan Yuchen nodded obediently.

Li Yun watched Duan Yujing's series of movements, and asked curiously: "Yuchen, why does my brother drink porridge while he's sleeping? Will it cool down?"

"Huh?" Duan Yuchen tilted his head and thought for a moment, "No, every time my little brother sleeps in, he feeds him porridge, and he sleeps after drinking. There shouldn't be the problem you mentioned."

In the room, there was a person wrapped in the quilt. When Duan Yujing came in, he could only see Xiao Qingge's fluffy head, and he buried himself in the quilt again in such a short time. .

Duan Yujing put down the porridge, picked up the drowsy man, and went straight to the bathroom, put his arms around the man with one arm, put a towel on the cold tiles, asked him to sit on the sink and lean against him, and drank warm water Just wash him.

"Hmm..." Qing Ge opened his eyes in a daze, and stared blankly at himself in the mirror, wearing only a T-shirt, being held in his arms like a child, and asked a man to wash him.

"Baby, it's time for breakfast. If you procrastinate, you'll have a stomachache. Don't cry when you're going to the hospital." Duan Yujing smiled, saw that he was silent, and wiped his face with a towel, "I'm still confused. Lean on me and sleep for a while, and I will hug you and lie on the bed after I have something to eat."

"Yeah." Qing Ge moved his feet, responded blankly, and subconsciously hugged the man's neck, asking him to carry him out.

Qing Ge sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against the man's arms, eating the porridge he fed spoon by spoon. If there was nothing extra, he would eat as much as he wanted, with a blank expression on his face.

Duan Yujing knew at a glance that Xiao Qingge hadn't woken up at all. He might have woken up just now, but now he must be confused again and very sleepy.

Duan Yujing stopped after feeding only half a bowl because he was full, and Qingge looked at him with cat eyes, his eyes were ignorant, the young man's skeleton was thin and weak, and he was nestled in the arms of a man, which was even more painful: "Sweet, do you still want to eat?"

"Don't eat, baby sleep for a while, I'll accompany you." Duan Yujing leaned up and kissed his lips, hugged him, and gently massaged his abdomen to help digestion.

Xiao Qingge was always very confused when he just woke up, and he would instinctively swallow everything he was fed, but he didn't know what he ate or did at all.Now that he heard the voice that reassured him, he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Duan Yujing's subordinates massaged gently, no matter how comfortable it was, after a while, the person lying in his arms breathed evenly and let out a small snoring sound.

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