Who kidnapped the president's baby brother

Not long after Chen Mu left, there was a "bang bang bang bang" knock on the door, and he didn't even bother to press the doorbell.

Nie Qingyue shouted rudely outside the door, "Song Yanhe, open the door for me!"

The hollowed-out metal anti-theft door rattled, and the door frame almost shook.Song Yanhe stepped forward helplessly and opened the door, "What's the matter?"

Nie Qingyue's original face was full of arrogance, and his thin lips were pursed like a knife. When he saw him open the door, his expression softened immediately, "You really don't remember me?"

Song Yanhe stood in front of the door like a breeze blowing willows, and nodded indifferently.

Nie Qingyue was very familiar with his expression and posture. It was exactly the same as Song Yanhe when he was leaning on the railing in the garden, but his eyes were a little colder.

Nie Qingyue said distressedly, "What happened to you? Why don't you remember me? Did you get hurt elsewhere?"

"As you can see, I forgot something, but that's all right. What else do you have?"

The old Taoist forgot about him, but said it doesn't matter?

Nie Qingyue squeezed in angrily, "I just moved here, shouldn't I come and see my new neighbors?"

"Then you have to come back another day, Chen Mu is not at home."

Nie Qingyue insisted on entering the door sideways from Song Yanhe, looking around, "Who wants to see Chen Mu, and if he won't come back for a while, can't I come and chat with my neighbors?"

Song Yanhe nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "How do you know he won't be back for a while?"

Nie Qingyue didn't answer, didn't change his shoes, and walked straight in.

Song Yanhe understood, closed the door and said, "Don't go too far."

Nie Qingyue was very happy to see that he didn't chase him away but closed the door and followed him into the house. He said as he walked, "It's just a small matter. It's not normal for someone to come to check when the door is open for business."

As he spoke, he picked up a white T-shirt on the bed in the master bedroom with his hands, stretched it open, looked familiar, and asked, "Is this your dress?"

Song Yanhe wasn't sure if the clothes belonged to him, but it was true that he had changed them in the morning, so he said, "Probably so."

Nie Qingyue approached him and asked, "Do you live in this room?"

"what happened?"

"Who do you live with?"

"Ok?"

Nie Qingyue threw off his clothes, hugged Song Yanhe in his arms, and whispered in his ear, "Who are you with? Chen Mu?"

The moment Nie Qingyue hugged him, Song Yanhe vaguely felt that the feeling of being in this person's arms was strange and familiar, and he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he had to stay in this position and try to remember.

Song Yanhe felt that there was no need for him to explain, but being misunderstood was never so pleasant, so he said, "I came here in the morning just to change clothes."

Already ready to be pushed away or beaten up, Nie Qingyue was surprised to find that the person in his arms hadn't moved.So the hands holding Song Yanhe tightened a bit, letting him stick tightly to his body, and he could feel the beating of their chests through the thin fabric, and the long-lost light scent of Song Yanhe almost instantly filled Nie Qingyue nerves.

"Song Yanhe, I miss you, let's go back." Nie Qingyue lowered his head and rubbed Song Yanhe's cheek with his nose. Seeing that he didn't refuse, he became bold and gently rubbed Song Yanhe's forehead with his lips.

This touch was so gentle that Song Yanhe couldn't help but want to get closer, so he could only sigh, "A word of advice, your destined person is by your side, and your life is hanging by a thread at this moment. You should go back and take good care of him, not just in front of you." It's getting tangled up with me here."

Nie Qingyue was discouraged, let go a little bit, and still held him in his arms, "You mean You Fei? I told you a long time ago that You Fei and I don't have that kind of relationship at all. I'm looking for him It's just to anger you, I didn't even move a finger of him." Thinking of that day at the gate of Liuchao Jinfen, he paused, and then said, "I, sometimes I almost mistake him for you..."

So, is that person called You Fei?

Nie Qingyue moved closer, lowered his head and kissed him gently on the cheek, "Have you forgotten me? What about now? Do you still like me? You still feel when you see me, don't you? You didn't even push me away..." Nie Qingyue bowed his head and kissed his lips, "Song Yanhe, if you forget, just like me again?"

With one hand, he raised Song Yanhe's chin towards him, while sucking his lips.

Song Yanhe lost his mind for a moment.The man's scorching eyes and possessive aggression made his apparently empty heart feel hot. When he was close to his body, the temperature from another man's body actually imprinted on him, making him want to get closer.

Nie Qingyue was still burying her head in his neck, pecking and kissing him delicately, asking in a hoarse magnetic voice, "Do you miss me? You still smell so sweet... Song Yanhe, I miss you, do you miss me?"

Nie Qingyue's breathing became more and more heavy, and the hand that was tightly wrapped around Song Yanhe's waist reached into his clothes at some point, and gradually stroked upwards along the back of the waist, provoking the person in his arms to gasp.

Is this the so-called "whatever you want" feeling?

"Did you talk so much before?" Song Yanhe realized that his voice was trembling and hoarse when he opened his mouth.

Nie Qingyue didn't understand, and asked softly against his forehead, "What did you say?"

"Just do what you want, why bother to talk so much."

Nie Qingyue's eyes darkened, and he hugged him tightly with both arms, easily hugging Song Yanhe onto the big bed, and then immediately pressed on top of him, looking at him affectionately, "You are mine, Song Yanhe, even if you lose your memory, you are still my people."

Song Yanhe was pressed under him, his clothes were still intact, but his legs were pushed aside by his knees, and he was forced to accept Nie Qingyue's tall body, in an extremely indecent posture.Nie Qingyue had already reacted when he moved up and down through his clothes, so he pushed him and said, "Talking too much."

"I miss you so much," Nie Qingyue untied his clothes little by little, and kissed him all the way from the neck to the chest, all the way to the lower abdomen, "I miss you here, I miss you too...I miss you the most."

Nie Qingyue held Song Yanhe up through his clothes with a pair of big hands, rubbing them with increasing force.

"If you hurt me, just wait to fly out of the window."

Nie Qingyue listened, buried her head in his chest and chuckled, "I never hurt you, did I?"

Sure enough, as Nie Qingyue said, although he has great strength, he is more than gentle and patient.Song Yanhe hadn't had sex for a long time, and his body was very tight. Nie Qingyue didn't rush to occupy him, but only comforted him, making him let out comfortable and unbearable whispers, until Song Yanhe's waist rose and fell with his hands, Nie Qingyue finally Push yourself in slowly.

After entering completely, Nie Qingyue gritted his teeth and paused for a moment, leaning into Song Yanhe's ear and asking, "Does it still hurt? Did I move?"

Song Yanhe patted his legs lightly with his fingertips, and said hoarsely, "You... move."

The night was deep, and the two of them had already drenched in sweat several times.When Nie Qingyue looked at Song Yanhe again, his eyes became more affectionate, and he embraced him in his arms, saying, "I'm hungry."

Song Yanhe closed his eyes without raising his eyes, and asked, "What time is it?"

"10:30, I asked someone to bring food."

"Why disturb people's dreams so late. Go out and eat."

"Okay." Nie Qingyue wanted to get up, and seeing that Song Yanhe hadn't moved at all, he asked, "Aren't you going?"

Song Yanhe calmed down, "I'm not hungry, why should I go?"

"You!" Nie Qingyue couldn't believe it, turned over and knelt on him, "...I've been serving you for a few hours, shouldn't you have a meal with me?"

Song Yanhe looked up at him leisurely, looked at him for a while, nodded and said, "Is that so, should I pay you back?"

"Song Yanhe!" Nie Qingyue shouted angrily, wanting to bite his fair and long neck to relieve his anger.

The old Taoist is right to piss him off!give money?What do you think of him?Did he come to your door to get his girl ticket?

"Well, but I'm penniless, so I'll go with you." Song Yanhe said, turning over and getting out of bed quickly, without any trace of soreness.Her clean body was naked, with her back facing Nie Qingyue, and a purple mark running along the spine was clearly visible on her back.

"You!" Nie Qingyue's face turned dark. He had worked hard for several hours. Why is the old Taoist so physically strong now?Could it be that his skills have declined after a long absence?

The old Taoist definitely did it on purpose!

Song Yanhe rummaged through the clothes he could wear in Lin Lang's closet, and asked, "Huh? Aren't you going to eat? Still not getting up?"

Old Taoist, you wait!

Song Yanhe looked back at the clothes on the ground, "Your clothes are very wrinkled, have you changed them? Or are you wearing Chen Mu's?"

"I'm crazy to wear his! I have it downstairs, you wait for me." Nie Qingyue pulled a towel from the bathroom and wrapped it around his waist, and went out barefoot.

The door facing Lin Lang's house has been fixed, and the quick-drying building materials have also solidified.Nie Qingyue entered the password, and the door opened with a "da".

Lin Lang's monster aesthetics are everywhere, even the fabrics of summer things are unwilling to be lonely, and he only buys some colorful sequins, or the texture of the clothes has a reflective effect. normal.Song Yanhe randomly picked out a black short-sleeved shirt and white knee-length shorts, and by the way, rolled up the mottled and messy sheets that the two of them had rubbed, and threw them into the washing machine.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he saw that the door of Nie Qingyue's house was wide open. Nie Qingyue himself was wearing his pants with his back facing the door, and the muscles of his back were clearly visible.

"Why did you change your clothes and leave the door open?"

"Huh?" Nie Qingyue looked back at him, "Just like you, you didn't move at all when you walked. I was afraid you would leave while I wasn't paying attention. Wait for me, and you'll be fine soon."

Song Yanhe was speechless for a moment, standing at the door and looking at him quietly.

It took less than 2 minutes before and after, Nie Qingyue finished dressing quickly, fastened the buttons and said, "Okay, let's go."

Nie Qingyue put his hands on the steering wheel and looked at him sideways. The old Taoist looked even better under the moonlight. Even if he had no expression at all, he looked like a person carved out of jade.Nie Qingyue licked his lips and asked, "What are you going to eat?"

"what ever."

Nie Qingyue thought for a while, "Then go eat... something sweet? Do you still like sweet things?"

"I don't eat after lunch."

Nie Qingyue leaned back and said dissatisfiedly, "You don't want to spoil the fun, why didn't I warm you up at all after hugging you for hours?"

"Disappointing?" Song Yanhe tasted the word "pin" and asked, "Do I still have the obligation to let you enjoy yourself?"

Nie Qingyue lost his temper, "Don't you!"

Song Yanhe was still calm, "No, you just asked me to accompany you out for dinner. If that's the case, then choose what you like."

very good!Even if the old Taoist lost his memory once, he still looked like a different person when he got out of bed like this, and it was even worse than before!

Nie Qingyue unbuckled his seat belt, stood up and pressed Song Yanhe's lips.

Song Yanhe paused before pushing him, "What are you doing?"

"I see if you have a hard mouth." Nie Qingyue successfully took advantage of stealing incense, and with pride in his heart, he put on his seat belt but said disdainfully, "I'm just asking you what you eat politely, do you understand politely?"

"En." Song Yanhe responded without paying attention, and glanced at Nie Qingyue.

"The probability of the target being duplicity is 95%." A mechanized female voice suddenly came from Song Yanhe's mind.

"What sound?" Song Yanhe looked around.

Nie Qingyue also followed him to look around, "Nothing is ringing."

"Did you hear a woman's voice just now?"

Nie Qingyue shook his head and started the car, "No. Don't play tricks here, you have to go have a meal with me today no matter what you say."