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Halfway through the dinner, it is said that after the party there will be extra rich programs, which will not end until three or four in the morning.But Xing Ming was so tired early in the morning that he didn't have the energy to continue to accompany him.He stood up and greeted Liao Hui and the whole table. He leaned slightly, smiled courteously, and looked polite and restrained.

After waiting all night without waiting for an interesting scene, Liao Hui was also tired.He ordered Xing Ming to contact his secretary, get some information from Sheng Yu related to liver medicine for hepatitis and liver cancer, and make a hard copy of "Oriental Vision".

Xing Mingyang and Yin violated, standing upright: "Thank you Mr. Liao, I will try my best."

The banquet held by a large audience was full of love and righteousness. It was both fancy and lively.The other party was so polite, Liao Hui couldn't turn his face forcibly, he snorted and waved: "Go."

Xing Ming took Li Mengyuan's hand and walked out of the hotel graciously.It was not in vain this time.The enemy who should be seen has been met, the information that should be obtained has been obtained, and most importantly, a good girl has been brought out and sent back flawlessly.Xing Ming was very satisfied with himself tonight, but also felt tired like never before.A party is like a commercial film, he has experienced shocking conspiracy, bloody conflicts, many crises and several reversals, but it lacks a romantic and warm ending.

At this moment, Li Mengyuan was standing gracefully in front of him, looking up at him affectionately.

A girl who is already good-looking, if she spends a little time dressing up, she will be more eye-catching.

Xing Ming could understand what was in Li Mengyuan's eyes, but he said to him from left to right, which day you are free this week, let's go see the teacher's wife.

Li Mengyuan nodded, but did not look away, still so direct and enthusiastic, full of sincere expectations.

There is a moon in the sky, a few stars, the road is very empty, and there are some pedestrians walking in twos and threes.The street scene in the central area is still very stylish. The consulate area is tens of meters away, and the greenery and buildings are quite European.All the romantic and warm scenes are ready.Xing Ming lowered his eyes and looked at Li Mengyuan.His eyes were not as cold as usual, but there was no smile on his face.He laughed all night, his face was already stiff.

A straight man who has been single for more than a year, is hesitating whether to simply push the boat along and complete the ending, but at this moment a black Bentley broke into his sight.Xing Ming was not short-sighted, but the night was too heavy and the street lights were unclear, so he couldn't see the license plate clearly.

The first reaction was that this was Yu Zhongye's car.The second reaction is to immediately deny yourself, no, it can't be.Director Yu should be in Los Angeles now, accompanied by the terrific anchor Luo, who is about to sign a contract with that terrific animation company.

The kiss that Li Mengyuan had been looking forward to all night finally did not fall.As the car approached from a distance, Xing Ming's heart beat like a drum. He hurriedly stopped the taxi, and pushed her into the car in a panic.

In the middle of the night, the sound of tires rubbing against the ground was particularly sharp.A black Bentley stopped in front of him.

A very handsome and very familiar man's face appeared in the lowered rear window, and he couldn't help saying that it was an order: "Get in the car."

The heart that had been beating wildly just now stopped suddenly, Xing Ming froze and looked at Yu Zhongye with a blank mind.

Yu Zhongye became impatient: "What are you in a daze for?"

After standing still for a while, Xing Ming obediently opened the door and got into the car.He originally wanted to resist, but suddenly gave up. This night, he has been pretending, obeying and forbearing, and he doesn't care about one more thing.

Taizhang Yu came not too early or too late, and happened to catch him.Xing Ming thought to himself, the old fox appeared at this time, most likely because he was afraid that he would poke him in the basket, and that the dignified Pearl Tower would be ashamed in front of so many dignitaries.He shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed face, Teacher, I didn't cause trouble.

Yu Zhongye didn't speak, grabbed Xing Ming's wrist and raised his hand in front of his eyes.

The wound that no one saw and didn't care about, the incision is still fresh, and the palm of the hand has been cut.The blood gushed out and couldn't stop for a while, staining the cuffs of the shirt red.Yu Zhongye narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the wound on Xing Ming's hand and then at Xing Ming, as if he was angry.

Xing Ming himself was taken aback, and it took him a few seconds to remember where his hand was cut, and then the pain came over.He was never self-inflicted, completely unaware of what was going on under the dinner table.

Yu Zhongye let go of Xing Ming's wrist, and raised his voice: "Old Lin, go to the hospital."

Thinking of Wei Ming's face and Wei Ming's words, Xing Ming's heart ached again, as if the lump of flesh on his chest had been pounded into mud.He languished, and reluctantly waved his hands: "There are only interns left in the hospital at this point, and they are not as professional as me."

This may not be true, but this defiant temperament remains unchanged.Yu Zhongye smiled lightly: "Then go home."

For these years, "home" has always been a relatively unfamiliar concept to Xing Ming.

A person can live for [-] days in a lifetime, and [-] days are nothing more than basic necessities of life.He drives a BMW, wears luxury brands, and lives in the city center adjacent to the Gold Business Circle, but he doesn't pay much attention to food.Xing Ming almost never cooks in the place he rents. First, he wants to save trouble, and second, it seems that it is not interesting to cook a table of dishes by himself.Sichuan, Lu, Guangdong, Huaiyang, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, are all other people's attention, other people's lives.He is used to settling his own meal at diners or convenience stores.The stove at home is always cold.

A place without the smell of fireworks cannot be called home.

Going back further, the memory of the family goes back to the Xiang family after the mother remarried.

At that time, Xing Ming had just entered high school, and Xiang Xiaobo had already been expelled from the city. One day, the teacher dismissed get out of class half an hour early, and Xing Ming was rushing home. As soon as he entered the house, he heard a strange noise from the kitchen.Following the sound, I saw Xiang Yong's dark buttocks and Tang Wan's snow-white thighs, Xiang Yong was panting like a cow, Tang Wan moaned softly, and the dining table under them kept shaking.Like going through an earthquake.Xing Ming was stunned for a few seconds, and then ran away without saying a word, but he was still discovered by the couple who were having sex.It is natural to have seven emotions and six desires, but Xiang Yong is very embarrassed, and Tang Wan is also very embarrassed.Xing Ming thinks he is still a reasonable son and shouldn't affect his parents' sex life.So within two days, he offered to ask his stepfather to live on campus.

It only takes 10 minutes to ride a bicycle from school to home.Xiang Yong agreed without saying a word.

As soon as the winter and summer vacations came, Xing Ming and those non-local students who could not go home for various reasons called the school to apply for extending the time of dormitory on campus.He explained to Xiang Yong that the reason for not going home was to prepare for a certain competition with peace of mind, and the reason was high-sounding, so the other party would not be easy to interfere.However, despite living alone all year round, Xing Ming has always been quite well-off.Xiang Yong often went to see him, at first he bought daily necessities for him, but later he couldn't decide what he liked, so he simply stuffed the money.

They never asked him where the endless games were coming from, and they never asked him if he wanted to go home.

A place that no one cares about doesn't seem like home.

After thinking about it for a while, the destination has arrived.In front of Lao Lin, Yu Zhongye carried him out of the car.Xing Ming didn't struggle, nor did he feel embarrassed, his legs had been opened to this man many times, and his face was tempered enough by this man.He languished in Yu Zhongye's arms, and was carried into the villa and into the bathroom by him.

Without even taking off his clothes, Yu Zhongye pressed Xing Ming against the glass door of the shower room, grabbed his wrist forcefully, pressed down, and kissed him.

Yu Zhongye's kiss changed from shallow to deep.He sucked and licked the tip of his tongue softly, scratching Xing Ming's skin, flesh and bones, and then aggressively penetrated into the depths, fiercely protruding and plundering his palate.

Xing Ming closed his eyes, enjoying the long-lost lips, and responded lukewarmly.

The hot water poured down on the head and covered the face, and the blood on the injured palm was washed away.During the long kiss, his wounded hand gradually intertwined with Yu Zhongye's fingers, but the strange thing was that it didn't hurt at all.

In a humid, hot and cramped environment, the bathroom is obviously more provocative than the bedroom.Xing Ming couldn't stand this kind of provocation earlier, he took off the wet clothes stuck to his body, and also started to take off Yu Zhongye's.Unbuttoning his clothes, his fingers brushed against the bulge of the opponent's chest, and Yu Zhongye's breathing suddenly became rough—Xing Ming suddenly thought proudly, this old fox must also be emotional.

Yu Zhongye grabbed and rubbed Xing Ming's buttocks, and raised one of his legs so that his lower body fit closely with his own.While kissing his neck, cheeks and ears delicately, he softly called him "mingming" or "baby" in a voice mixed with water vapor.

Quite different from Lin Siquan's dignified and majestic "National Voice", Yu Zhongye's voice is deep and three-dimensional, with a kind of bewitchment that no one can escape, like a net with clear latitude and longitude, which easily traps Xing Ming .He finally had no distractions and threw himself into it unsuspectingly.

Two men are naked, stroking, hugging, kissing, and the glass room is filled with fog.

After showering, put on your nightgown and go back to the bedroom.Yu Zhongye ordered Phoebe to fetch the medicine box.Phoebe finally saw the strangeness, and stopped staring at the scene, but asked while leaving the medicine box, "Do you want me to bandage it?"

Yu Zhongye shook his head: "I'll do it."

The wound was carefully disinfected with hydrogen peroxide and povidone iodine, and the cut palm and fingers were gently wrapped with gauze.During the whole process, Taichang Yu remained expressionless and said nothing, his drooping eyes were covered by the thick shadow of eyelashes, as if his anger had not subsided, and he didn't seem to be.Couldn't tell his emotions anyway.

The chaos in the bathroom receded for the most part, and Xing Ming couldn't help but feel uneasy, staring at his left hand, which was heavily tied up, looked left and right, the old fox's work was actually done meticulously, and the bandage was perfect.

It wasn't until the wound was treated that Yu Zhongye asked, "Where did you get hurt?"

Xing Ming opened his mouth and answered: "The table knife fell on the ground, and I accidentally scratched it when I went to pick it up."

I am afraid that ghosts will not believe this.Yu Zhongye still frowned slightly: "Is it related to Liao Hui?"

"No. No." Xing Ming still shook his head, regardless of whether the other party believed it or not, he insisted that he had bruised himself.

What else can I say?This injury on the hand is insignificant, if you can bear it, you must endure it.Expecting Master Yu and his brother-in-law to really stand up for him?Or did he expect an outsider to understand his grief?

After a long while, Yu Zhongye brushed Xing Ming's cheek with his fingers, and squeezed his chin closer to him.They looked at each other as a confrontation.Until Yu Zhongye's eyes seemed to have more things that had nothing to do with lust, then he kissed Xing Ming's eyelids and said, "We are sensible now."