Neptune was captured by the Vinegar Kings!

Not to be outdone, Qin Yiqin kept moving.

Although Han Feimo put both hands on the table, Qin Yiqin stepped in!The firm thigh was pressed against him, and the astonishing heat followed, and Han Feimo, who had just tasted it, could not help but recall the lingering last night.

Han Feimo kicked him a few times, but the firm and hot legs entangled him relentlessly. When Han Feimo backed down, it made an inch of progress. When Han Feimo attacked, it didn't flinch.

The table, which was originally stable, trembled slightly at this moment, and the pink milk tea brought by the waiter rippled and made a crisp and slight sound.

Han Feimo had no choice but to press the table with both hands, and cast a sideways glance at Qin Yiqin next door, but saw that his face was stern and serious, as if he was attending some international conference, and his upper body was still motionless, as if he wasn't the one who stretched his legs to make trouble .

Han Feimo's legs stopped moving, and she found a comfortable position to rest. Instead, Qin Yiqin rubbed against him with gentle movements, like a cat rubbing against him begging for a hug.The tabletop was still trembling slightly, and Han Zongyue on the opposite side acted as if he had never heard of it, picked up the rippling coffee cup, lowered his eyebrows and licked it.

Han Feimo breathed a sigh of relief.

In the original book, Han Zongyue was very smooth when he appeared, not someone who would embarrass others.

Seizing this opportunity, Han Feimo leaned forward with his knee again, taking advantage of the opportunity to stare at him.Qin Yiqin finally calmed down, but he also seized the opportunity.

Han Feimo saw in a daze that Qin Yiqin not only unbuttoned his shirt and tore off the neckline, revealing the faint hickey marks on his collarbone and neck that had almost disappeared, but even seized the opportunity of Han Zongyue lowering his head to drink coffee, and made a grandiose speech. He pinched his neck several times.

Han Feimo: "???"

Why is Qin Yiqin pinching himself?

Han Feimo looked over from the side, Qin Yiqin's side face was still so stern and handsome, with sharp eyes, high nose, and unkind lips.His back was sitting straight, and his bulging pectoral shoulders showed majestic strength. At first glance, it was obvious that he was a masculine and upright man.

But now, when Qin Yiqin pinched his neck, the muscles on the back of his hand bulged, obviously how hard he was pinching, as if he was worried that the hickey would fade away and he would not be able to see it.

Han Feimo: "..."

Han Feimo turned his head back, chuckled lowly, and said in a low voice, "Childish."

I thought it was more pretentious to have blocked people twice, but now, why does it feel like Qin Yiqin is even more pretentious.

The tabletop stopped shaking, Han Zongyue finished his coffee and put the cup on the tabletop, but Qin Yiqin didn't put his hand down, but tugged at the neckline again.

At this time, Han Zongyue hadn't discovered the meaning of Qin Yiqin's little gesture.

Han Zongyue only looked at his boss, and said, "Boss, your sexual orientation and love with your boss's husband, it's best not to make it too public."

Qin Yiqin raised his eyebrows and made a dissatisfied voice: "Huh?"

Han Zongyue still looked at his direct boss, under the black-rimmed glasses, he was gentle and handsome, with a calm demeanor: "There are many beauties under the boss's brush, especially, there are several paintings like that—"

Qin Yiqin: "?? Huh?"

Qin Yiqin took out his phone and continued to hold grudges.

He just patted the hand that was extended by the little cutie, but now he doesn't dare to pat it again, he only dares to hold grudges secretly, and ask after the dog plans to leave.

Han Zongyue glanced at Qin Yiqin, then turned his gaze back, and said, "You know that kind of real person painting, boss, it's easy to misunderstand."

Han Feimo: "...um."

Almost suspected that Han Zongyue was up to something!

It is indeed easy to misunderstand people when it comes to bathing and women's clothing.

He Chaochuan wanted to be a star idol, but he took on the role of an assassin in women's clothing, and even supported him in the game. If he made his sexuality public, He Chaochuan would definitely be criticized and slandered by his opponents.

Han Feimo said, "Don't worry, I won't make it public."

Qin Yiqin: "..."

Qin Yiqin, who lost the hand-holding treatment, dared not speak.

Qin Yiqin just put down his mobile phone, stretched out his left hand, and put the left hand wearing the same sapphire silver ring in the middle of the dining table. His fingers were like playing a piano, and his fingertips kept tapping on the table.

The more Han Zong noticed it, he glanced at Han Feimo's hand again, and had no choice but to say, "Boss and Boss husband's rings are a pair."

Qin Yiqin finally stopped tapping on the table and nodded slightly: "Exactly."

Han Zongyue asked: "Could it be a special design?"

"Naturally." Qin Yiqin slightly puffed up his chest, quite pleased with himself.

Han Feimo lowered his head and smiled secretly.

Han Zongyue said: "If it is a special model, then it is easy to be caught. The boss will pay attention next time, it is best not to send the ring to the Weibo live broadcast room of the circle of friends and other places. There are many girls with microscopes. You do whatever it takes to find a point of attack from the painter."

Qin Yiqin waved his hand, with a very casual attitude: "Just suppress it, now that the real-name system is imposed on the Internet, personal attacks will be punished."

Then, he said again: "Being my boyfriend, why do you have to hide it, as if you can't see the light? Ordinary studios are afraid of being hacked, but my little Mo doesn't have to be afraid."

As he said that, Qin Yiqin kept pulling at the collar, showing the pinch marks just made, and Han Zong couldn't even notice it the more he wanted to.

Han Zongyue only glanced at it, then moved his eyes away, his strange eyes focused on Han Feimo's face.

Han Feimo lowered his head slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

After all, although Qin Yiqin had pinched himself for the red pinch mark on Qin Yiqin's neck, Han Feimo was really obsessed last night, so he left so many.

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Seeing this, Han Zongyue joked a bit: "The boss is so loving, ordinary people can't get over it."

It seems to be talking about hickeys, and it seems to be talking about the fact that public love is not afraid of attack.

But Han Feimo understood what he meant.

Han Feimo covered his face.

It was discovered that he was such a man obsessed with masculinity.

Qin Yiqin didn't have the slightest bit of shame, and was complacent, very complacent: "That's natural."

Han Feimo: "..."

I really want to throw this dog man out!

A little ashamed and angry.

When the meal came, the three began to bury their heads in the meal.Han Feimo was ashamed to eat and didn't look up, Qin Yiqin finally showed off a few times, satisfied, Han Zongyue ate in silence, as if observing the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping.

After the meal was over, Qin Yiqin was even more contented as Han Zong Yue settled the bill.

Originally, Qin Yiqin was a person who had never been invited to dinner, but today, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, and his eyes lit up: "Today, I have dinner as the boss."

Han Feimo hurriedly asked him, "Did you pull up your collar to show off your hickeys in the company?"

Qin Yiqin nodded honestly: "Of course, this is a gift from Xiaomo."

Han Feimo covered his face deeply——

It should not be officially released!Otherwise, wouldn't everyone know about his waves!

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yiqin said seriously: "I will give you a gift tonight too, so that you can show off."

Han Feimo: "..."

Han Feimo waved his hand weakly: "No need."

After Han Zongyue said goodbye to carry luggage, Qin Yiqin took Han Feimo to the car, lowered the window, and Qin Yiqin began to act again.He turned on the mobile phone for holding grudges: "He said that he invited you to dinner to express his affection for you. What do you think?"

Han Feimo sat in the corner of the car seat, hugged her, turned her head away: "Originally you slapped my hand away, I was going to get angry and walk away to blackmail a dragon."

Qin Yiqin: "..."

Qin Yiqin approached him, stretched out his arms to hug him, surrounded him with a masculine aura, boldly kissed Han Feimo's head, forehead, and corners of his eyes, and said with a smile, "But you're in the car."

Han Feimo snorted softly, and focused on the busy street outside the car window: "I promised you, I have to reflect on myself, I need to communicate with you more when things happen, and I can't just pull black people before I get in the car. But I also I promised to keep it secret for him, but I can't say the specifics, I can only say that I did him a little favor, didn't you hear some of it?"

Qin Yiqin said: "I heard something, it seems that you helped him stay away from his father? He is already such a big man, older than you, older than you, and he still asks you for help. He really shouldn't, he doesn't look like a man. "

Han Feimo sighed: "No, he has no other choice."

Han Zongyue's mental illness has already affected his body. He felt chest tightness, suffocation, and loss of voice when facing his father. The body's stress response was beyond his control at the time.If Father Han were to be stricter, Han Zongyue would faint on the spot.

The plot of the original work gradually came to mind.

I can't remember the specific plot, but I only remember that he drew the picture of Han Zongyue being beaten when he was young.He drew Xiaohan Zongyue lying on the desk, with blond hair stuck to his forehead in cold sweat, glasses crooked, pupils terrified, Xiaohan Zongyue's lips opened to the maximum, like a drowning person inhaling air, trying to make a cry for help, but screaming for help The louder it was, the worse it was beaten.

Han Feimo closed his eyes.

This kind of reaction continued into adulthood. As the number one student in the college entrance examination, he passed the financial department required by Han's father, and Han Zongyue lived in the university, which eased a little.

It can be said that this is the weakness of dealing with Han Zongyue, and if it is made more serious, it may be fatal.

He must keep his mouth shut.

However, if Han Feimo didn't say anything, Qin Yiqin didn't know anything.Qin Yiqin scolded angrily: "He is the green tea man that the Internet talks about!"

Han Feimo: "...Huh? What book did you read again?"

Qin Yiqin was silent for a moment, remembering the losses he suffered in the Breaking Up Book, but still insisted: "The green tea man is pitiful. At such an old age, he still pretends to be threatened by his father, trying to arouse other people's paternity to love him, in order to achieve My own purpose. The ancients said that self-cultivation, Qi family, peace of the world, he can't even manage his own father, can he be the director and planner? Don't think he is pitiful and fell into the trap."

As soon as Qin Yiqin finished speaking, he regretted it, thinking of Han Feimo's trashy father, his arms tightened a little more.

Han Feimo patted his arm and said, "Actually, he's not bad that way. He lives in the studio and saves overtime pay. He has nothing to do in the studio at night and can only work. If he is in the dormitory, the dormitory classmates may Playing games, watching dramas, dating girls, etc. Don’t scold him behind your back like this, he obviously didn’t do anything.”

Qin Yiqin took a deep look at Han Feimo: "I'll hold onto the excuse and scold again. The next question is, what kind of painting did he say you drew for dinner today?"

Han Feimo shook his head lightly, and put his finger on his lips: "We'll know when the game is finished. This is a studio secret. So, do you have any questions?"

Qin Yiqin hesitated to speak.

It seems that there is no need to ask about the scene of pulling and pulling, it is [-] to [-] that the green tea men's clothing is pitiful, and the innocent cutie fell for it!

Qin Yiqin said: "The next time you and that dog plan to go out to gather scenery, remember to bring the bodyguard with you. If his father does something wrong, he will get rid of him. It is much better than you pulling a taller man to escape."

Han Feimo: "..."

Han Feimo had to admit: "You are right, do you have any more?"

Qin Yiqin: "Yes."

Han Feimo's tone was indifferent: "Say."

Qin Yiqin: "Why can't it be made public? I can suppress any amount of public opinion for you, and my personal relationship will not affect the mobile game."

Han Feimo glanced at him: "Isn't the country's protection for you upgraded? You have always been low-key. I can't find any photos or positions of yours when I search your name, and I can't find any relevant information when I search your photos. You keep yourself very secret." Very good. But I am a little hot, if I make public the group photos, ring photos, etc., wouldn’t it be easy to find you through the news I posted, putting both of us in danger! Are there any questions.”

Qin Yiqin was secretly nervous, pursed his lips and said, "It's gone."

Han Feimo patted Qin Yiqin's holding hand away, and said angrily: "Then, it's my turn now. You didn't tell me when you came near me, but instead followed me and eavesdropped on me. Forget it, you still take pictures." Open my hand!"

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