Secret Service Wife

Qianlong had a feeling towards Li Hong that even he was not familiar with. When he looked at him, he would feel very comfortable. Even if he was recuperating, he was still very happy to have a handsome guy by his side to serve him.

An Caiqin never knew about Qianlong's hospitalization. Qianlong would still call An Caiqin every now and then, telling An Caiqin not to worry about him. He was working outside now. An Caiqin knew that Qianlong was finishing college. He was poached by people from Guoan that year, and An Caiqin was proud of it for a while, so he felt that it was nothing new for Qianlong to go out on missions, but he just told Qianlong to take care of himself, Qianlong said Everything is fine.

Only then did An Caiqin hang up the phone with peace of mind. No matter what, his son was also a member of Guoan.

Qianlong has always been guilty of deceiving An Caiqin.

Li Hong asked him, "Why don't you feel guilty if you let me worry about you?"

Qianlong said it as a matter of course: "That's my mother, you are not my father."

Li Hong said: "I love you more than your father, you know, silly boy."

Qianlong just laughed, and then called Li Hong his father, Li Hong responded with a smile, and the branches of Qianlong's smile trembled, and Li Hong, who was peeling apples, was bewitched by Qianlong's smile.

He hadn't seen Qianlong's smile for a long time. Since the operation, he was either silent or crying, and rarely saw a smile.

He likes to see him laugh.

Just like in the previous life, when the courtyard was full of pear blossoms pressing down on the begonias, the man was wearing a moon-white gown, holding a folding fan, imitating the opera singer in the pear garden, half-hiding his face, smiling at himself, and talking romantic words in opera, Li Hong felt , in this world, there will never be someone as charming as his An Zhan.

At that time, An Zhan still called him, father.

Every time he heard this kind of respectful title, Li Hong always felt his blood surge, so he felt that he couldn't calm down the restlessness in his heart until he had eaten An Zhan once.

The pear blossoms in a courtyard are covered with begonias, and after the prosperity of the years, the loess is completely covered.

When the man was buried with a pile of loess, Li Hong abruptly waited in front of the man's grave, turning the sea into a mulberry field.

Seeing the familiar eyebrows and eyes again, no matter how you say it, it will evoke infinite sadness in your heart.

Qianlong half-jokingly said to Li Hong: "It would be great if you were my father, then my mother and I would not have to suffer."

Li Hong nodded in agreement, and said, "Then I marry your mother, and then mess with you—Lun, what do you want?"

Qian Long gave him a white look: "No one is serious."

Li Hong leaned over to look at Qianlong closely, and said, "You just like my indecency."

Qianlong said, "I didn't say anything."

Li Hong said, "It was you who hugged me and cried last night."

Qianlong roared: "Get out!"

Li Hong kissed Qianlong funny, and forced all the restlessness of Qianlong back to his chest. After all, this man didn't resist himself, and even kissed more actively. Li Hong thought this was a good sign.

If you don't resist kissing, will the next sex life be far behind?