Lanling

After the family banquet, Ye Ming couldn't wait to leave the house. Jiang Xiaotian was dragged by Yinglan to whisper and couldn't get away. In fact, she wanted to go with Ye Ming and see where his golden house was hidden.

The sound of the door opening awakened Lan Ling. He looked up and saw the young master's face, which was a little cold, with bottomless blue eyes. Before he could open his mouth, Ye Ming had already come up to hug him, with his chin resting on his shoulder.He smelled wine, very faint.

"Master, do you have a stomachache after drinking alcohol? I'll make you some hangover soup." Lan Ling consciously wanted to get out of his embrace, but he held him so tightly that he couldn't move at all.

"Lanling." He whispered.

"Master." Lan Ling continued to flee, "Let go of me first and sit down."

"Lanling!" His tone became a little more serious, with a little anger.

Lan Ling was stunned, gave up resisting, and let him hold him like this. He smelled the unique scent of Ye Ming, which was a fresh scent of grass and trees. Although there was a smell of wine in it, he could still tell the smell, and closed his eyes. His heart was beating faster and faster, his dimples were probably blushing a lot, but he didn't want to care about it anymore, he hugged him, just hugged him like this, the young master's embrace made him feel at ease.It took a long time to feel that the strength on his shoulders was a little weaker, Lan Ling slowly opened his eyes, and walked away from under his side as if fleeing, and entered the kitchen, flustered but habitually preparing the ingredients needed for hangover soup.

"Master, hangover soup is ready." Lan Ling came out of the kitchen and saw Ye Ming staring at the blue cat under his feet in a daze.

"Master?" He called out again, and Ye Mingfang woke up from it, looking up at Lanling.

"Actually, I didn't drink much wine." But I still reached out to take it and drank it down.

"Drink something to warm your stomach." Lanling watched Ye Ming finish the bowl of hangover soup, took the empty bowl in his hand, and was about to turn around and go to the kitchen to wash the dishes, but when he heard Ye Ming call his name, he was so busy. Turning around, he called out, "Master?"

"Ah, it's okay, you can go." Ye Ming was stunned, as if he forgot to say something, he was a little flustered like that, Lan Ling had never seen it before.

When he came out, Ye Ming had already returned to his room. For some reason, he felt a little disappointed.

After rustling, Lan Ling opened his eyes and met a pair of deep eyes, sat up abruptly, "Master, why are you here?"

"look at you."

Lan Ling's face flushed suddenly, "Cough... what do you mean, master?"

"Lanling, do you really want to leave me?" Ye Ming said very directly.

"Master, you probably won't need me anymore." Lan Ling spoke softly, with lowered eyebrows and eyes, not looking at the blue pair.

"Lan Ling, you know what I mean."

I know?what do i knowYoung master, haven't you always used me as a tool to order around?I'm used to it and don't want to change.But, young master, I don't want to be a tool for the two of you after you get married.Lan Ling's heart felt a little cold, and it hurt a little.

After being silent for a while, Lan Ling raised his head, "Master, I am getting old, I will have my own life in the future, I have taken care of you for so many years, you don't want to see me alone, do you?"

"You're not alone, I'm always here."

you?Yes, you are always there, but where am I?Lan Ling's heart throbbed.

"Master, after you get married, the master will find more excellent people to take care of you, I will leave anyway, you know that." Lan Ling looked straight into his eyes without any hesitation.

"Okay, I won't force you, but you have to let me know where you went." This is an imperative sentence.

Lanling didn't say anything, which means he accepted, his young master always did this.

Ye Ming turned to leave his room and closed the door. Lan Ling's heart ached suddenly, as if he had been whipped hundreds of times. The pain caused him to curl up, his head buried in the quilt, and the corners of his eyes were moist.

When I woke up in the morning, I didn't see Ye Ming.

When they met again, the two had a tacit alienation, as if they had just met strangers.Since Ye Ming asked him last time, Lan Ling hadn't seen Ye Ming, even when he was at work. As Ye Ming's personal secretary, but he didn't know where the boss had gone, everyone would think it was funny.Lan Ling knew that the young master was angry with him, angry at him for not staying, angry at him for not wanting to be his servant anymore.

On the night before Christmas, he came back. Before going to bed, Ye Ming asked Lan Ling to help him prepare the dress for his engagement tomorrow. Lan Ling was a little surprised. Engagement is such a grand event. Shouldn't the dress be customized in advance?How should Lan Ling prepare?I wanted to ask him, but suddenly remembered the gift box that the young master handed him when he came back.He opened the gift box, and saw a set of gorgeous suits neatly placed inside, and this must be it.

"Master, you should be very happy today." Lan Ling skillfully helped him tie his tie, and couldn't help but peek at his face.His young master has always been so good-looking, with blue eyes as deep as the ocean, black eyelashes leaving beautiful shadows on his cheeks like feathers, a tall nose bridge that looks handsome and handsome, and thin lips that are slightly raised, very seductive.Lan Ling looked at his young master as if looking at a lover who was about to break up. His eyes were reluctant but he had to give up. His lips were slightly trembling. He didn't dare to meet Ye Ming's eyes. After patting twice, indicating that everything was fine, he turned to leave his room.

"Where are you going?" Ye Ming's voice was heard before taking a step.

"I'm going out, young master, shouldn't you go back early today? Master and Madam will be anxious." Lan Ling didn't look back, his body seemed a little stiff, but his tone was smiling.

"As long as I show up on time."

Suddenly, his body was heavy, and Ye Ming hugged him from behind, wrapping his arms around his chest.Lan Ling's body became even stiffer, a little frightened, and his ears turned red.

"Master, please let me go!" He tried to break free.

"Don't leave me, okay?" As he said, Ye Ming bit Lan Ling's earlobe lightly, and licked the pinna of his ear with his wet and hot tongue.An electric current quickly hit Lan Ling, he turned his head away, but he couldn't escape, he could only let him manipulate him.

"Master...let go..." Lan Ling's voice was a little uncomfortable, "Oh!" As Ye Ming's strength increased, Lan Ling couldn't help but groan softly.

"Lanling, you like me, don't you?" Ye Ming said with confidence, no, he has always been so confident.What's the matter?Could it be that the young master sacrificed himself in order to keep him?But the young master clearly likes women, this will only make Lan Ling even more unbearable!

"Young master, let me go!" Lan Ling blushed and wept aloud, with a bit of anger, but he couldn't dispel the flames in his body, "Oh, ah, young master, let go!"

Ye Ming didn't intend to stop. His big hand had already stretched from the neckline to his chest, stroking and cruising constantly. Lan Ling couldn't help screaming, his voice trembling.

"Master, if you don't let me go, I'm going to be angry!"

"Oh? Will Lan Ling be angry too?" Ye Ming blew hot air onto his cheeks, and Lan Ling felt his whole body was burning and a little confused, but he wanted to escape his confinement very much, and his body writhed uncomfortably.

"Young Master..." Lan Ling bit his lower lip tightly, almost biting it and bleeding.

Ye Ming looked at the charming woman in his arms, his heart burst into flames, he was so attractive despite being a man, it was so delicious, he vigorously pulled him over to face him, blocked his lips fiercely, and slammed into his wet, hot and slippery body vigorously Lan Ling's mouth was entangled with that soft tongue, fluid overflowed from the corner of Lan Ling's mouth, and wet his white shirt.

"Well...Master...let me go, today is your engagement day, don't forget, please don't tease me, okay?" Tears from the corners of Lan Ling's eyes slipped down, hurting Ye Ming's eyes.

"Lanling, do you really want me to get engaged?" Ye Ming's hand touched his tears, burning his hand.

"Young master, you are the only son of the Ye family. Marriage is a family event. Please hurry up to the engagement scene, young master. I am just a servant who grew up with young master. I have no right to ask young master to do anything." Lan Ling gasped because Ye Ming touched him Rough breath, lips slightly swollen, bright red, with tears in the corners of the eyes, unexpectedly lovely and pitiful.

Ye Ming let go, helped him tidy up his clothes, and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly, making Lan Ling tremble, "Lan Ling, you will regret it."

"Master."

Ye Ming only said that and left the apartment.Lan Ling leaned against the wall, staring blankly at a painting hanging by the opposite window, it was "The Orphan".He remembered the scene when he took Ye Ming to the museum for the first time. The painting was alone in a corner with no one, and it was very bleak. Lan Ling stood there with Ye Ming, who had just turned ten years old, quietly looking at the painting daze.

"Lanling, why do you keep staring at it?"

Lan Ling came to his senses, bowed his head and smiled at Ye Ming, "What do you think of this painting, Master?"

"This painting is very good, but why don't those people look at it?" Ye Ming's words moved Lan Ling's heart at that time. Originally, he liked this painting because the little boy in this painting resembled him very much when he was a child. The sad and helpless eyes touched his soul, and every time he came here, he only looked at this painting, one stop for an hour or two.

"Maybe this painting makes them feel bad, too sad." After he finished speaking, he pulled Ye Ming to leave, but Ye Ming didn't want to leave.

"Lanling, if you like it, I'll give it to you, okay?" Ye Ming was naive at the time.

Lan Ling smiled slightly and stroked his hair, "Master, if you like it, you must get it. This painting should stay here, and it should be seen by more people."

Ye Ming's eyes were dim, but he was extremely firm, "I will give you whatever Lanling likes."

Lan Ling's heart seemed to be hit by something, he pulled it hard, but then warmed it hard, his expression froze slightly, and soon he smiled again, "Thank you, young master!" At that time, he just said casually as a child, He quickly forgot what the naughty boy said, but it was enough to keep him warm.

Perhaps since then, Ye Ming has been particularly attached to Lan Ling, but since then, Ye Ming has become more and more indifferent, making Lan Ling more and more incomprehensible.

Lan Ling sighed at the painting, "Master, if you like it, you must get it. For me, so, what about you?" Lan Ling never expected to be with Ye Ming, he knew his duty , servant, housekeeper, secretary, that's enough, but now his heart aches so badly that he can't go on anymore. The young master is about to become someone else's partner. If he continues to stay, it will only cause more pain and unnecessary trouble for the young master. Trouble, leaving is the best choice.It shouldn't be too late to leave after he gets married.

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