Rebirth of the absolute actor

Looking at the silver-white ring shining with dazzling light, Mo Qingyu seemed to understand something for a moment.

He raised his head abruptly, eyes full of disbelief.

But Wei Muyang ignored his shock, smiled slightly, and reached out to take the plate in front of him.

Then, just like acting in a movie, Mo Qingyu experienced the most unbelievable few minutes in his career in the past thirty years.

His lover found a ring from the cake in an orderly manner, and then held it between the thumb and index finger of his right hand. Immediately afterwards, the violinist who was originally sitting in the corner of the terrace was also playing music, slowly The waiter walked over, and there was a large bouquet of flowers with dew, which was also carried by the waiter.

This... Could it be...

In a daze, he saw his incomparably handsome lover, stood up, took a step forward, and knelt down in front of him on one knee.

"Do not..."

Shocked to the extreme, the thought in his heart made him so depressed that he wanted to scream.

How many times have I thought about the scene of a marriage proposal, however, the one who proposes in the picture is myself, not the usual situation where I am sitting on a chair, but Ayang kneels in front of him on one knee.

However, deep down in his heart, there was a touch of excitement that could not be suppressed.

Ah Yang, he actually...

Before Mo Qingyu knew it, his right hand had tightly grasped the armrest of the chair.

And there was another person who was as nervous as him, and that was Wei Muyang.

Although he thought of the plan, arranged the matter, and had made sufficient psychological preparations before, when this moment came, Wei Muyang still felt a little nervous from the bottom of his heart.

However, the arrow was on the string and had to be fired.

Taking a deep breath, Wei Muyang cleared his throat, lifted the ring in his hand, looked into Mo Qingyu's eyes, and said word by word: "Qingyu, let's get married."

As soon as these words were uttered, my nervous heart suddenly relaxed, and the words that had been brewing in my heart for a long time came out without any hesitation.

"Qingyu, to this day, I feel deeply grateful. Since we met, I have started the happiest period of my life. In these days, although I have been hesitant and lost , but now that I think about it, even these hesitation and loss are the sweetest things in life. I am very grateful to have met you, and thank you for never giving up on me. , you used your tolerance and care to accompany me, and let me change from the unhappy Wei Muyang to the happy Wei Muyang now. Today, you are the most important existence in my life. It is sunny when you are here, please give me a chance to go hand in hand with you, Qingyu, promise me, will you marry me?"

Wei Muyang's crisp voice floated in the night sky.

At the end of his speech, the desire to see the other party's astonished expression has completely changed. On the contrary, the desire to go on with the other party is so urgent. At this moment, Wei Muyang's eyes filled with great anxiety , he almost looked at Mo Qingyu expectantly.

Even though he had incomparable confidence in his heart, it was unavoidable that Wei Muyang still felt a touch of fear in his heart. If Mo Qingyu refused to nod, then...

Taking a deep breath, Wei Muyang did not dare to continue thinking, however, his slightly trembling hands revealed his thoughts.

However, facing his anxiety, Mo Qingyu, who was sitting on the chair, did not move at all.

The sky has completely darkened, and on the beautifully lit terrace, the melodious and melodious sound of the violin continues to float, but everything that was originally romantic, accompanied by the silence of the other party, gradually, even the music seems to have a touch of sourness the taste of.

"you..."

Just when Wei Muyang's heart was gradually sinking following Mo Qingyu's silence, the originally silent CEO Mo Da finally spoke.

In the next moment, Wei Muyang felt dizzy and dizzy, and almost instantly, he was pulled into a warm and reliable embrace, tightly hugged.

In the ear, someone's vicious voice sounded.

"Ayang, the person who will marry me should be you!"

Before he had time to react, an indescribably passionate kiss had already swallowed his sanity. Mo Qingyu kissed Wei Muyang fiercely, with his hands still tightly hugging the other's waist, as if he wanted to kill the man in front of him. It's as if a person is stuffed into his body.

However, only Mo Qingyu knew that his actions were to cover up his gradually reddened eye sockets.

No one understood, even if they saw A Yang's actions and guessed what might happen next, how excited he was when everything really appeared in front of him.

Proposal!That means that Ah Yang has made up his mind to walk the future hand in hand with him!

The great sense of happiness hit him all at once. If he hadn't developed a calm temperament for a long time, Mo Qingyu would not know if he would lose his composure on the spot.

Even so, it took him about half a minute to control the blissful feeling in his heart.

And the moment his sanity came back to his mind, Mo Qingyu did not hesitate to embrace the young man in front of him who hurt him to the bone.

At this time, only this extremely passionate deep kiss can vent his inner excitement.

This kiss lasted nearly 10 minutes before the two separated.

Letting go of Wei Muyang who was already flushed and out of breath, Mo Qingyu said triumphantly: "Ah Yang, from now on, you are mine, and this is the proof."

While speaking, he touched Wei Muyang's hand and lifted it up. The silver-white men's ring shone brighter and brighter under the candlelight.

Even though his whole body went limp from being kissed, Wei Muyang refused to admit defeat at all, "I proposed. It should be said that you will be mine from now on!"

In the arena, suddenly fell silent.

After a few seconds of silence, Mo Qingyu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with deep meaning: "You are right, then from now on, I will be yours, my master, then please start from tonight, definitely Feed me well."

At the end of speaking, he hugged Wei Muyang tightly, and Wei Muyang immediately felt the enthusiasm coming from the other party's lower body.

"Bah, rascal!"

Panting and cursing, I have to say that even Wei Muyang himself felt that his performance at the moment was not convincing.

"Is this a hooligan?" Pretending to be surprised and widening his eyes, Mo Qingyu moved closer to Wei Muyang's ear and whispered, "This is the behavior of a gentleman. As for what a hooligan is, I will let you experience it tonight. I understand."

Mo Qingyu's fiery breath filled his ears, and suddenly, Wei Muyang had the feeling that he had dug a hole and hurt himself.

Originally, I wanted to see the shocked look of the other party, but now it seems that the one who made a loss-making business seems to be me...

Closed his eyes slightly, Wei Muyang showed a sweet smile at the corner of his mouth.

This time, if you lose money, you will lose money. In the long run, the person who makes money seems to be yourself.

After all, such a handsome, rich, infatuated, infatuated, and well-lived man, this kind of man who seems to live in a TV series and movie, will be his own from now on...

No matter how you think about it, it should be the result of making a lot of money.

Everything that happened after that need not be repeated.

In short, when Wei Muyang opened his eyes the next day, it was already noon, looking at the golden sunlight leaking in from the gap in the curtains, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyes in some confusion.

"woke up?"

Mo Qingyu, who was dressed neatly, walked in from the outside. He looked radiant, with the words "satisfaction" written all over the corners of his eyes and brows.

Seeing the other party's refreshed appearance, and comparing his miserable state, Wei Muyang glared at the other party angrily, struggling to sit up, "What time is it?"

After speaking, Wei Muyang realized that his voice was a little hoarse, and thinking of the reason for the hoarseness, Wei Muyang couldn't help but his face became hot, and he glared at Mo Qingyu who was beside him.

Mo Qingyu didn't see his white eyes, but thoughtfully brought a pillow for him, and stuffed it behind Wei Muyang's back, making it more comfortable for him to lean on.

"It's past twelve o'clock, what's the matter, is there any discomfort?"

After being reminded by him like this, Wei Muyang felt as if his whole body had been crushed, and it was indescribably uncomfortable, especially in the lower back, which was even more sore and unbearable.

"Hmm...lower back pain..."

With a □□ sound, he inserted his hand behind his back, wanting to rub it, but was held down by Mo Qingyu just as he moved.

"I come."

While talking, Mo Qingyu helped Wei Muyang turn over, and gently massaged it with his big hands: "How is it, is this more comfortable?"

Not to mention, Mo Qingyu's massage skills are really good. After being rubbed by him for a while, the places that were sore and tense suddenly became much more comfortable.

"The technology is good, where did you learn it?"

Buried his face in the pillow, Wei Muyang expressed his satisfaction in a vague voice, and at the same time gave more instructions, "Well, yes, that's the place, push harder, right, right, then right, push harder, Try harder."

Mo Qingyu looked dotingly at the lover lying on the bed who kept calling him around, his eyes were full of smiles, but he cleared his throat, "Sir, you are very demanding. If you are like this, I can’t charge less for my service fee.”

Wei Muyang didn't raise his head: "It's okay, my husband is rich, you"

"Who wants money?" Mo Qingyu deliberately pretended to be dismissive: "Such a beauty is lying in front of me, why do I need those stupid things? Of course, I want sex and don't want money."

As he spoke, he bent down abruptly, and lightly licked the back of Wei Muyang's neck.

A tingling sensation suddenly sprang up from his back.

Wei Muyang couldn't help but let out a soft hum.

Last night's deep-rooted pleasure was aroused again by this numbness, and it was almost with the utmost determination that Wei Muyang restrained himself from wanting to continue.

"No," grabbing Mo Qingyu's hand with his backhand, tilting his head slightly, but seeing the danger signal rising in the other's eyes, he couldn't help being shocked, and begged for mercy without thinking: "My body can't take it anymore."

Undoubtedly, such a show of weakness can best satisfy a man's inflated mood.

Originally, Mo Qingyu just wanted to tease the other party, but he did not expect Wei Muyang's humming to arouse his body's enthusiasm, but now seeing his lover's pitiful eyes, the newly ignited enthusiasm was forcibly controlled by him .

"Don't worry, I won't bully you."

Gently imprinting on the opponent's face, Mo Qingyu sat up straight, and began to massage Wei Muyang seriously.