The choice of love

Xu Qian sat in the co-pilot, Zheng Qiuchen started the car, then took Xu Qian's left hand with his right hand and held it tightly.This is Zheng Qiuchen's habitual driving action. As long as Xu Qian is sitting in the co-pilot, he will always pull him tightly like this. This kind of action has been going on for five years, and perhaps it has already formed a habit.

Xu Qian turned his face away and looked at Zheng Qiuchen's profile affectionately.

No matter what angle you look at, this man is impeccably handsome. Xu Qian thinks that he must have come out of some comic, or that kind of hot-blooded comic.

He doesn't have super-sized eyes, but he is very divine. He can definitely release a hundred thousand volts of electricity anytime, anywhere, and knock you down on the bed.But usually his eyes are full of arrogance and indifference, only when he looks at Xu Qian will he be full of tenderness.

Although Zheng Qiuchen himself explained his dark skin to be tanned, Xu Qian, who is familiar with every corner of his body, knows that the places where the sun can't reach are not white.

He was originally a rich second generation who was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. He helped his father manage the company before graduation. Now he has taken over 80% of the family's property with full authority.But facing Xu Qian, he could restrain his temper to the greatest extent.

But what Xu Qian needs is not these.He was only 18 years old when he fell in love with Zheng Qiuchen.At that time, Xu Qian wanted to apply for the most famous academy of fine arts in China because of his talent and hobbies, so he desperately sought out a teacher to learn painting, and Zheng Qiuchen's wife, Song Yunxi, happened to be a professional painting teacher in this university, so he agreed As it should be, Xu Qian became Song Yunxi's "disciple entering the house".

It took him a year to break and bend Song Yunxi's husband, Zheng Qiuchen, a straight man. Although he already knew that Zheng Qiuchen was the father of a two-year-old girl at that time, he didn't care at all.

Maybe he thinks that he is young, likes challenges and excitement.Boys who don't know what a sense of responsibility is, most of them will be so unscrupulous.

But in the past five years, he found that he was wrong. It was not a simple impulse at all, but love.

Zheng Qiuchen noticed that Xu Qian was staring at him, so he asked himself the question he had asked countless times, "Baby, what are you thinking?" Xu Qian shook his head like every time, indicating that he didn't think about anything, and then Zheng Qiuchen Qiu Chen didn't ask any more questions.

But only Xu Qian knows, every time he silently thinks in his heart, "Aside from death, what method should I use to get rid of the man in front of me who makes him so mesmerized."

The two drove for a while and came to a community behind the university.This community is mainly single-family apartments, all of which are small-sized apartments. Although the apartment sizes are small, the housing prices here are extremely high, because most people buy them and rent them out. After all, daily rental apartments near the university can make a lot of money.

Zheng Qiuchen's family owns 30% of the shares in this community, so he used Xu Qian's name to buy a set at a low price. The largest apartment in this community with two bedrooms and one living room was given to Xu Qian.So Xu Qian has never lived on campus since the day he went to college.

Zheng Qiuchen would come here every now and then. Xu Qian learned how to cook, cooking all Zheng Qiuchen's favorite dishes. This is Zheng Qiuchen's second home, a very warm home.

Sometimes Xu Qian is very glad that he fell in love with a rich man, because of the money, the two of them easily had their own home, and because the rich man's wife is very generous, Zheng Qiuchen has a lot of time not to go back there. Side, come and accompany yourself.

Zheng Qiuchen took out the key from his pants pocket, opened the door skillfully, and put on his own slippers.The room was tidy and tidy, and it didn't look like a place where a boy lived.

"There's frozen soda in the refrigerator, take it yourself. I'm going to take a shower. You... go back early." It's not hard to hear that the last sentence didn't come from the heart.

Zheng Qiuchen took a sip of water, then walked into the bedroom, took off his coat and lay down on the familiar bed.

After a while, Xu Qian came out of the bathroom. He was wearing a white bath towel around his lower body, and there were drops of water on his naked upper body. He was wiping his hair with a white towel in his hand.

"Hey, why didn't you leave?"

"What? You don't want me to stay?" Zheng Qiuchen's eyes seemed to eat Xu Qian, he patted the side of the bed and motioned Xu Qian to sit down.

Xu Qian sat down gently, and said softly, "Didn't you say that you want to accompany her on Christmas Eve?"

Zheng Qiuchen leaned into Xu Qian's ear, and whispered softly, "Fool, it's past 12 o'clock, and it's Christmas now."

Then he pulled Xu Qian down hard on the bed, "So today, I'm yours."

Xu Qian believed that no one could resist Zheng Qiuchen's tenderness, "Chen...I..." Under Zheng Qiuchen's touch, Xu Qian's voice trembled a little.

"What do you call me?" Zheng Qiuchen had a provocative tone, and lightly bit Xu Qian's neck.

"Ah...old man..."

"Well, this is good..." Zheng Qiuchen smiled with satisfaction.Then passionate kisses hit every corner of Xu Qian's body like a torrential rain.Xu Qian could feel the body temperature of both of them rising rapidly. After five years of lingering, even in the dark environment, Zheng Qiuchen could skillfully find every sensitive point on Xu Qian's body, and then the two People frantically vent their desires on each other.

Accompanied by the two groaning together, Xu Qian couldn't remember how many times he reached the top tonight.

"Don't, my husband...it's too bad, I'm going to break my waist again."

"Huh? Are you satisfied with tonight's service?"

"En, satisfied, satisfied, don't come again."

"Don't come? You should have expected such an end when you tossed me in the middle of the night." Zheng Qiuchen ignored Xu Qian's hands and started a new round of fighting.

"Zheng Qiuchen, you... you bastard... you desire, desire, dissatisfaction, beast... ah..."

"I don't have to try my best to prove to you that I didn't do anything with her tonight."

"Ah... that's fine, I believe it... Beast, take it easy... It hurts..."

Afterwards, before Xu Qian had time to clean up, he fell asleep in Zheng Qiuchen's arms.Zheng Qiuchen gently stroked Xu Qian's fair and tender face with mixed feelings.

He has asked himself countless times in his heart, "What is love? Is it a heartbeat? Is it a responsibility? Is it guilt? Or reluctance?" But in Zheng Qiuchen's view, these are not. The love he feels is pulling.