lip gun

Xing Ming didn't hear the sound of Yu Zhongye entering the door at all.

Went abroad for a business trip, Yu Zhongye came back a day earlier than planned, did not inform Xing Ming, and went home directly.He pushed open the door and saw Xing Ming sitting with his back in the sun room on the terrace, reading a book.

The weather was fine, waves of sunlight poured down, seeped in, and shone on Xing Ming's black and soft hair, reflecting a little yellow.A white shirt, like a student.

Since returning to "Oriental Vision", Xing Ming has been wearing this hairstyle, but it is not too short. Before the show, he will spray some hairspray to improve the shape of the forehead hair, showing the business style and elite sense. At home, let the bangs be soft Hanging down softly, it looks childish.Xing Ming has to report to the leader every time he cuts his hair, and the length of the cut must be accurate to millimeters. He is the brand incarnation of "Oriental Vision", and his personal image cannot be changed at will.

Yu Zhongye walked over and asked him: "What are you looking at, so absorbed?"

It wasn't until a cluster of shadows came to him that Xing Ming realized that he raised his hand to take off his earphones, and smiled at Yu Zhongye with his face up.

A mouthful of glutinous rice and white teeth, with a particularly innocent look, shook Yu Zhongye's eyes severely. For a long time in the past, and may continue to this day, and continue to this day, this smile is the whole reason for him to go home. *

Yu Zhongye lifted Xing Ming's chin and lowered his head to kiss it.

The lips touched lightly and they were unwilling to separate, but the two were eager not to further attack each other's mouth with their tongues, and they didn't even close their eyes.

Lip to lip pressed together, Yu Zhongye looked into Xing Ming's eyes and asked, "Miss me?"

"Think." Xing Ming bit Yu Zhongye's lower lip, and stared into his eyes with a smile, "I want to die."

The emotion of missing deepened this long-lost kiss.Xing Ming hooked the tip of Yu Zhongye's tongue, kissing intoxicatedly and carefully, like a child licking candy.Just a light kiss was enough, and he wanted to go back and continue reading, but Yu Zhongye's situation became more and more enthusiastic.One of his hands restlessly touched Xing Ming's lower body, and the other hand firmly pressed the back of his head, preventing him from moving back. A kiss seemed to swallow him into his stomach, turning into a squeeze and a kiss. bite.

Countless experiences or bloody lessons told Xing Ming that this is a very dangerous signal.

Xing Ming pushed and resisted for a while, but it didn't work, so he simply bared his teeth and bit the opponent.A little bit of pain finally made Yu Zhongye let go, and Xing Ming hurriedly escaped from his arms, jumping two meters away.He blushed, panted, lost in emotion, but hugged the information book in his hand tightly, staring and refusing to give in: "I have an exam tomorrow."

Yu Zhongye wiped his bitten lips with his thumb, and said with a light smile, "Okay, I won't touch you anymore." He sat on the cushion that Xing Ming was leaning on, and raised his arm to give Xing Ming a hug. In the seat, he made a move to him: "Sit over here and review."

Xing Ming was half-believing, believing that the upper body of this old fox was an emperor and gentleman, and he must keep promises, but suspected that his lower body was a beast and rascal, and he couldn't control it at all, so he half-jokingly asked for a guarantee: "You are not joking?

Yu Zhongye nodded slightly, quite solemnly: "I won't touch you."

Seeing that Xing Ming finally leaned over obediently, he stretched out his hand to touch his face again: "Stayed up all night again? His face has lost weight."

Xing Ming nodded: "I haven't failed a subject in my life, and I failed to study for a working one. It's too shameful."

I applied for an on-the-job graduate student majoring in journalism. The course is actually quite easy, but the live broadcast task of "Oriental Vision" is very heavy.Xing Ming skipped a lot of classes. Seeing that the exam was coming soon, he had no choice but to rush to review.

Just now, while listening to the song and reviewing, Xing Ming leaned on Yu Zhongye's chest, found the most comfortable sitting position, took out an earphone, turned around and stuffed it into Yu Zhongye's ear: "Listen."

A new song in the single cycle, it happens to be sung to the chorus, it has a very clear and charming voice, and the song is also very nice.Yu Zhongye heard the singer sing a few words, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Shaoai?"

Yu Shaoai is currently busy preparing for a talent show for original singers, known as the transmission of original power to the Chinese music scene, and the singers who participate are required to have excellent overall qualities, be able to write and sing.This song was written by Yu Shaoai specially for participating in the competition, and it was recorded in a professional recording studio.Yu Zhongye neglected to care about his son, while Xing Ming felt like a stepfather, and occasionally made an appointment with Yu Shaoai to play ball, so he knew his movements.

Xu Shi's family background is so good, Yu Shaoai is not overly keen on becoming famous.The other contestants squeezed their heads to curry favor with the director, giving money to those who are rich, and giving away people to those who are good-looking. You stick to him and stick to him. He is very enthusiastic. Only he is completely out of this game of fame and fortune, as if he is here to play for a ticket.On the contrary, the director saw that Yu Shaoai's image was particularly outstanding, and planned to focus on creating it. He specially gave him a tragic past of his girlfriend who pursued music together and died of a terminal illness, and asked him to cooperate with the performance before singing on stage.

The handsome guy is also an infatuated type, and the most important signal is that he is currently single. The director feels that there is something interesting.

The director entered the play ahead of him, with an old face ready to cry, but Yu Shaoai listened to the straight music. After the music ended, he categorically stated that he was a male classmate with no background, no wealth and no story, and he would not cooperate. In fact, the entertainment center of Pearl TV also has this kind of music reality show, but Shaoai chose to go to East Asia incognito because he didn't want to gain the favor of the Yu family.

The words were very sweet, but Xing Ming knew that since Sheng Yu and Liao Hui were arrested, Hong Wanliang couldn't afford to get sick, and Yu Shaoai still had complaints about this father who valued beauty but not country.

The relationship between the father and son needs to be eased urgently. Xing Ming said in a roundabout manner that he heard a friend in the circle mention Shaoai's recent situation. Shaoai is trying his best to win the East Asian championship, but the competition may not be fair. As the former director of the stage, he greeted all parties, not for the sake of securing the victory, but for the fairness of the competition.

But Yu Zhongye didn't take it seriously, and said flatly: "Yu Zhongye's son only relies on himself."

Xing Ming stopped talking and continued to read with his head down.This kind of conflict of blood relationship is extremely complicated. He is an outsider, and he has a deep understanding of this.

I don't know if Yu Zhongye's embrace is too comfortable, or the afternoon sun is too good, making me drowsy, and I close my eyes inadvertently, half asleep and half awake, the book in my hand slipped to the ground.

Phoebe entered the door with Yu Zhongye's mobile phone left in the study, and just called out: "Mr. Yu—"

Yu Zhongye raised a finger to his lips in time, and made a silent gesture.

Xing Ming in his arms frowned, and moved again, obviously sleeping too lightly, a little sound or movement could wake him up.

Yu Zhongye touched Xing Ming's face lightly as if to comfort him, then waved Phoebe away.

"Mr. Yu, you are the big leader." Phoebe did not leave, and stepped into the sun room with her vibrating mobile phone. She recognized the name on the caller ID and knew that it was a very important person, but she didn't dare to call it directly. His name can only be called "big leader".

Apparently it was a vague phone call, Yu Zhongye looked down at the person in his arms, and whispered to Phoebe, "Call me back and say I'll call him later."

Phoebe turned around and wanted to leave, but Yu Zhongye called her back and asked her to fetch a blanket.