rice story

The two snuggled together in the dark and quiet passage for a long time without leaving...

Finally, another car pulled out of the parking lot, skipped beside them, and recovered after speeding past...

Zhao Dami felt that Cheng Yunpeng held his hand and squeezed it lightly.

"Let's go back and sit down... It's not polite to come out like this."

"Um…"

Zhao Dami immediately held his hand back, nodded, and turned to look at Cheng Yunpeng...

In the dark passage, everything could not be seen clearly, but from Zhao Dami's point of view, Cheng Yunpeng's eyes seemed to be shining, revealing a kind of peace of mind that he could feel from head to toe.

When the two returned to the restaurant, they saw Mr. Qi and Xiaoyu were still there. Mr. Qi looked as if he was out of breath and hadn't calmed down.

As soon as Zhao Dami sat back at the table, he took the initiative to hold the wine glass and drank it down.

"I'm sorry you two, I really have something on my mind, I was too impulsive just now... Miss Xiaoyu wants to be beaten and punished, so you can do what you want..."

Mr. Qi still treats Zhao Dami as he did when he was not out of school, more like a younger brother, and Zhao Dami has been used to him for many years, and he is always a bit indifferent in front of him... Mr. Qi is also reluctant to be too big. over blame...

Seeing that Zhao Dami did look better after Cheng Yunpeng's persuasion, he didn't say anything, put a piece of meat for him and put it in his bowl, and told him to drink smoothly...

Cheng Yunpeng felt that he and the girl had robbed Zhao Dami, and felt a little sorry in his heart, so he took the initiative to change the topic intentionally or unintentionally.Zhao Dami was also in a good mood, and began to pick up the conversation and tease her. After the chat, Miss Xiaoyu couldn't stop laughing...so the banquet became lively again.

After a few people ate for a while, they couldn't eat any more, so they stopped their chopsticks...

Mr. Qi felt that the atmosphere just now was too good, so he couldn't help but come up with an idea: "Rice, I have to go to the farm later to have something to do, and Miss Xiaoyu's house is not on the way, please help me take her back..." Then turned around With a smile on his face, he blinked at Cheng Yunpeng and said, "Teacher Cheng, please take my car and go?"

After hearing this, Cheng Yunpeng's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously glanced at Zhao Dami.

Both of them knew exactly what Boss Qi's proposal meant, but Cheng Yunpeng didn't want to point it out. He just thought that anyway, the two of them would have a chance to explain to Boss Qi in the future, and now it's not easy to embarrass him in front of the girl. Decided to follow Mr. Qi's wishes first...

Unexpectedly, Zhao Dami stood up slowly and calmly, and said to Mr. Qi indifferently.

"Brother, I just drank and couldn't drive...Pengpeng can't drive either...Miss Xiaoyu just drank some beer...Anyway, the four of us have to go back by your car. If you are busy, let's go together first Accompany you to finish the work..."

Then he turned his face and asked Miss Xiaoyu: "Miss Xiaoyu, if you want, you can open a room to live in our farm... The environment is not bad, why don't you go after playing for two days?"

Miss Xiaoyu hurriedly said politely, no need...

After listening to Zhao Dami's remarks, Mr. Qi became sullen again. This Zhao Dami has not seen for a long time, how could he become a hooligan? Doesn't it make it clear that he doesn't want to send the girl back, is he just playing a hooligan?

But it's not easy to dismantle the stage in front of the girl, so I had to say: "That's all, let's all get in the car, I'll take you home one by one..."

Qi always brought a driver, and the seat was just full for four people.

Mr. Qi sat in the co-pilot, Miss Xiaoyu sat on the left side of the back seat, Zhao Dami sat in the middle, and Cheng Yunpeng sat on the right.

Mr. Qi felt a little sleepy as soon as he got in the car, and he was a little overwhelmed after drinking some wine. He thought that the two of them would not be able to make it together in today's scene. As long as Zhao Dami still couldn't forget the old relationship, he stopped embarrassing him.

I was still thinking in my heart, after a while, when Zhao Dami calmed down a bit, I would find him a more lively girl...

Cheng Yunpeng in the back seat looked through the rearview mirror at Mr. Qi and fell asleep like this, and felt that it would be a bit embarrassing for Miss Xiaoyu to just sit like this.

But now I am a little overwhelmed, and I haven't said anything... And Zhao Dami can't count on it...

Because—this rascal Zhao Dami is holding his left hand tightly under the seat!Never let go! ! !

Cheng Yunpeng was afraid that it would be bad for Miss Xiaoyu to notice something, and he didn't dare to look at Zhao Dami... so he secretly tried to pull his hand out of his claws...

And this Zhao Dami, who was still crying in the aisle just now, softened into a puddle of mud, did not know where the strength came from, but he was holding on so tightly that he couldn't pull it out...

Cheng Yunpeng had no choice but to let him hold it like this.

Zhao Dami held it tightly, as if Cheng Yunpeng would fly away if he let go of it a little.

After holding it for a long time, the palms of both of them were sweaty, and the palms were sweaty and pressed together...

Cheng Yunpeng felt a little uncomfortable, and moved his fingertips unintentionally...

Then I felt that Zhao Dami let go, and the palm turned in a direction, so that the fingers of both hands were intertwined...

During the whole process, the two of them acted like nothing happened, neither looked at the other, pretending that nothing happened...

Cheng Yunpeng's hand finally stopped struggling, he turned his body to the outside of the window, and a faint smile suddenly slipped from the corner of his mouth...

Finally, after sending Miss Xiaoyu home.

Mr. Qi in the co-pilot seemed to be unable to hold back any longer. He cleared his throat and suddenly said to the two people in the back seat.

"Cough... you two... what's going on?"

The two of them were puzzled by this cold question, and then they heard the reminder from Mr. Qi in the front seat: "Hand..."

Cheng Yunpeng subconsciously glanced at the clasped fingers of the two, then suddenly came back to his senses, pulled them out abruptly, and blushed instantly...

Zhao Dami was taken aback by Cheng Yunpeng's violent action, glanced at him, smiled, then turned to look at Mr. Qi's back in front of him, looking like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

"It's the situation you saw, senior brother... the relationship between couples."

"Cough! Cough cough...cough cough cough", Mr. Qi was so frightened that he choked on his saliva and coughed for a long time before he recovered: "Zhao Dami, you! Don't make fun of me..."

"I'm not kidding, senior brother, Pengpeng and I are serious!" Zhao Dami grabbed the white seriously.

Boss Qi had nothing to do with him, so he decided to settle for the next best thing, and turned to ask Cheng Yunpeng.

"Pengpeng...Oh no, Teacher Cheng, you too..."

When Cheng Yunpeng heard Mr. Qi's words, he paused for a moment, then calmed himself down, and said calmly.

"Mr. Qi, I... have liked rice since high school until now... It's hard to be together now, I hope you can understand..."

After hearing this, Zhao Dami turned to look at Cheng Yunpeng with a shocked face. He thought Cheng Yunpeng was just doing it for a while... but he didn't expect him to say that...

Zhao Dami was suddenly moved, and couldn't stop leaning his body towards Cheng Yunpeng, and touched his hand back...

Cheng Yunpeng didn't dodge any more, and instead grabbed Zhao Dami's outstretched claws...

Boss Qi in the front seat didn't bother anymore, just sighed lightly, then cleared his throat, and said something like a compromise.

"Okay... from now on, live well..."

When we got back to the villa, it was already too late.

Mr. Qi saw how sticky Zhao Dami was to Pengpeng, so he didn't even ask, and left Zhao Dami at the gate of the villa and left...

Cheng Yunpeng was extremely tired all day, so he went straight into the house without thinking too much...

Zhao Dami stood at the door, hesitated for a moment, and immediately followed in...

As soon as Cheng Yunpeng changed his shoes in the porch, Zhao Dami put his head up and hung it on Cheng Yunpeng's shoulders, and his hands stretched out from behind, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Pengpeng, Pengpeng...you just said...you like me for a long time...is it true?"

"Hmm." Cheng Yunpeng listened to Zhao Dami's urgent question, turned around and wanted to smile at Zhao Dami behind him, but he didn't expect his lips to be sealed...

"...uh... you let go...uh..."

Where is Zhao Dami willing to let it go? He put his arms around Cheng Yunpeng's waist, and while moving, brought him to the living room, then pushed him onto the sofa...

"Wait a minute..." Cheng Yunpeng managed to persuade Zhao Dami softly when he was leaving.

"Pengpeng, I want you! Pengpeng..." Zhao Dami's tone was urgent and heavy, and he rushed forward with some unbearable panting.

He leaned on Cheng Yunpeng's body and kissed him, first on his lips, then on his collarbone, then on his earlobe...

The sweet smell from Cheng Yunpeng penetrated into his nose, making Zhao Dami suddenly a little dazed...

He suddenly remembered the young man who smelled of milk tea in that dilapidated small hotel many years ago... The sticky skin and inexplicable heartbeat that night were suddenly magnified in Zhao Dami's heart at this moment, and again enlarge...

Zhao Dami suddenly stopped moving, as if he didn't believe everything in front of him, he began to call his name softly...

"Pengpeng, Pengpeng..."

"Ok?"

"Peng Peng..."

"I'm here!"

"Peng Peng..."

"Ah."

"Peng Peng..."

"Rice...", Cheng Yunpeng finally couldn't help interrupting him, stretched out a hand, and gently stroked the tear-stained face in front of him: "...Rice, why are you crying?"

"...I thought...I thought we wouldn't have such a day...Pengpeng, I didn't know you...would like to like me..."

Zhao Dami rubbed Cheng Yunpeng's hand that was extended to his cheek with his face, then slowly fell down, leaned on him, and sobbed softly in his ear, as if acting like a baby, wronged bent.

"Pengpeng, I'm so scared...Pengpeng, you're so good...so good that I'm scared...I've waited so long for you to be with you...I'm terribly scared. ..for fear of screwing up..."

Zhao Dami's tears rolled down one by one, soaking Cheng Yunpeng's clothes.

Cheng Yunpeng listened to Zhao Dami's sobbing in his ear, while patting Zhao Dami's back again and again, and also listened to Zhao Dami's heartbeat beating like a drum...

His heart was filled with infinite satisfaction, and the hole in his heart that could not be filled in the past eight years was suddenly filled.

Cheng Yunpeng picked up Zhao Dami's face that was buried on his shoulders, looked him straight in the eyes, and asked softly.

"You said you want me...what do you want from me?"

"...I, I want..." Zhao Dami suddenly became excited and said loudly: "Your soul and body..."

Cheng Yunpeng laughed suddenly, his eyes were crooked, he raised his head, and pecked lightly at the corner of Zhao Dami's lips.

"As long as you want...I will give you..."