my god is fiance

So the current clay figurine is a little man about fifteen centimeters in length, wearing the suit Xiao Ye usually wears, with a hairstyle similar to Xiao Ye's, standing upright, making a gesture of waving, with a faint smile on his face. The smile and big eyes look like a Q version character.

Xiao Ye held the villain and looked at it for a long time, but he didn't speak a word, and his expression basically didn't change. Yan Lan really couldn't guess what he was thinking, and then couldn't help asking: "Do you... like it?"

Xiao Ye looked at him and nodded, "I like it very much, thank you."

Yan Lan's face turned reddish again.

Xiao Ye put the villain back into the box, and also put it on the bedside table, hugged Yan Lan and pressed him down again.

Yan Lan raised his eyes. In fact, he didn't often look at this person from this angle. In the past, when he was on the bed, he would throw him down before the person had time to move. The main reason was that the desire to get close to him defeated the "active" and "active" Passive" concept.

But occasionally it feels good to be pressed by him. Yan Lan can't control her face and heart, and she is full of expectations for this person's next actions. Maybe this is the difference between active and passive. Passive is not passive. Instead of being forced to bear, it will make people feel loved.

Yan Lan's hand touched Xiao Ye's cheek unconsciously. This extremely beautiful face always made him want to touch it. He always stroked it lightly, and every time he touched it, his heart became fascinated. .

Xiao Ye slightly raised the corner of his lower lip, then lowered his head to kiss his lips again.

Yan Lan put her hands on his back and closed her eyes.

Xiao Ye's kiss was very gentle, as if he was caring for the person under him carefully, but sometimes it seemed urgent, as if he wanted to swallow the person into his stomach, Yan Lan gradually fell in love under the attack of the slanting wind and the sudden rain. Lost, the man's tongue was entangled violently in his mouth, the tip of the tongue was a little numb from his sucking, and there was an indescribable sense of satisfaction, the man he loved so much was within his reach, entangled with his lips and tongue.

When the kiss finally ended, Yan Lan opened her mouth unconsciously, panting heavily, and felt a pair of hands come to the hem of his clothes, and lifted it up.

Yan Lan usually wears a cashmere sweater under his coat in winter. His upper body is completely exposed to the air, and he doesn't feel cold. Instead, his body is very hot from the inside to the outside. Soon he feels a When something extremely soft touched his..., his whole body trembled.

……

Yan Lan still closed his eyes, lying limp on the bed, unable to even move a finger, and the afterglow was still attacking him.

Soon he felt all the clothes on his lower body were taken off, and then there was a rustling sound, and then his body was embraced in a warm embrace, and the skin-to-skin contact let him know that the person was Also □□.

Rubbing each other's bare skin lightly, adding a feeling of lingering sentimentality, Yan Lan couldn't help hugging that person, and had no time to think about anything else.

The man who was hugging him still dropped a light kiss on his face from time to time. His forehead, eyes, bridge of nose, cheeks, and lips were full of affection every time. After a while, Yan Lan regained some strength and propped up her body Flipping over to Xiao Ye, kissed his lips, and said, "Do you want me to help you too?"

Xiao Ye stroked his face, "Okay."

……

When Xiao Ye also vented out, Yan Lan was also extremely tired, wiped his hands and hugged him and went to sleep. When he woke up, it was past two o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Ye was still lying beside him, Yan Lan couldn't help it again. Kiss his lips.

That person had apparently woken up, hugging him and slowly responding.

The sweet and sweet kiss really makes people reluctant to part. Yan Lan feels that the relationship with him is getting better and better. Every time she sees him, she has an urge to cling to him with her whole body. The fit between their bodies is getting better and better. The higher it is, the better it feels.

In the afternoon, Yan Lan climbed a short section of the mountain with Xiao Ye on a whim. It snowed in this city a few days ago, the further you go up, the more you can see that some places have not yet melted, and it is still a vast expanse of whiteness.

Arriving at a relatively high place, Yan Lan stopped, smiled and said to the people around her: "Do you think anyone will hear me shouting a word here?"

Xiao Ye: "...It's hard to say."

In fact, someone may pass by this foot of the mountain at any time, and may even want to come up to see it like them.

Yan Lan made a gesture and took a deep breath, then turned around and hugged the man's neck, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother Xiao, I love you."

Most of the time before dinner, the two of them wandered around this resort area. Yan Lan came here for the first time in winter, and the scenery he saw was very different from summer, which also gave him a sense of novelty. When passing by the artificial lake, he saw The ice was already frozen on it, and there were a few people skating on it wearing skates. Yan Lan also went down for a couple of skating with great interest. Of course, he didn't change his shoes, just to experience it. When he was a child, he liked to go on the ice when it was winter. slip.

It was already dark at five o'clock, and Xiao Ye took him away. Yan Lan sat in the car and recalled this day. Although Valentine's Day was not over yet, he felt that he had already experienced everything he should experience. project, and have no regrets about it.

Although, there is still a little bit, but...he looked at the ring on his hand, and suppressed this slight negative emotion.

He looked out of the window, the night of Valentine's Day was still brightly lit, the streets were full of traffic, and many shops were also decorated a little bit. He thought that the person should take him to dinner now, but he didn't know if he would do it again. Come up with something else.

When the car stopped, he stepped down and saw the sign above, and he felt very familiar with it.

A scene suddenly appeared in his mind, he turned to that person incredulously, "This, here is..."

"Familiar, I brought you here specially tonight." The man said calmly.

Yan Lan almost knelt down, this is... the hotel where Zhao Yu got him drunk and asked him to have a room with him! !

"Let's go." Xiao Ye took his hand and led him in.

That person seemed to have made arrangements in advance. After entering, a waiter took them to a private room, and then began to serve them. It was very delicate Western food. The private room did not have any decorations, it was its original appearance, the area Spacious and elegantly decorated, it inadvertently creates a warm and romantic atmosphere.

From the point of view of the meal itself, there seems to be no problem, but it is hard for this person to choose such a "commemorative" place so that people will not doubt his intentions. Pour red wine, then raise your glass to signal to him, "cheers."

Yan Lan: "..."

Seeing that glass of dark red wine made his whole body tremble uncontrollably. Now he can almost be sure that this person must have some kind of conspiracy. Xiao Ye would never let him drink, just because he was afraid that he would get drunk, but this time This time I poured him a glass of wine like amnesia, who would believe that there is no problem!

The point is, it doesn't matter if you have a conspiracy, can you not make it so obvious, it's too insulting to other people's IQ, okay?

Yan Lan controlled his hand not to shake too much, even though he had decided to drink it as if he would die, and he was willing to bear all the consequences, but when the glass was picked up, he couldn't help but ask the human : "You don't want to get me drunk, do you?"

Sure enough, he had to pay it back when he came out to hang out. I don’t know what kind of mood Xiao Ye was in when he asked him this way. He made a show of paying homage, but now that Xiao Ye was drunk, he didn't need to spend a single soldier, he could instantly kill him with a glass of wine that had no effect on him.

Xiao Ye neither admitted nor denied, just drank the wine in his glass, and then looked at him, with no expression on his face, Yan Lan took a deep breath, drank the glass of wine in one gulp, and It has a bitter and sweet taste, and after drinking it, there is still a kind of warmth in the throat, but it is still very delicious.

"Let's eat." Xiao Ye picked up his tableware.