Lanling

Lan Ling curled up under the quilt, feeling the coolness.Speaking of which, it's already winter.This year seems to be extraordinarily cold, a cold that Lanling has never experienced.

I always feel cold, is it because I am getting older?He sneered, young master, you are only in your early 20s, but I am already getting old.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he slept past noon, woke up feeling the warmth around him, and saw Ye Ming's blue eyes, sinking like sea water.

"Master, you are back." He spoke very lightly, as if he was only talking to himself.

"Lanling, I made porridge, do you want to try it?" Ye Ming didn't look at him when he said this, his eyes drifted to one side, as if he was avoiding him.

Lan Ling was startled by his words, young master, did he make porridge?How could he, how could he cook porridge?It used to be nothing more than toasting two slices of bread on an automatic toaster, and the activity of cooking had nothing to do with him.Lan Ling opened his mouth in surprise, but made no sound.

"Hmm!" Ye Ming leaned over and fiddled with his mouth, pulling out a string, sticky, and silk. Lan Ling blushed, and suddenly he didn't feel cold anymore.

"Get up." Ye Ming reached out to pull his quilt, but he grabbed it tightly.

"No, I'll do it myself!" Lanling's Adam's apple rolled slightly, looking into Ye Ming's eyes, feeling a little shy.

Ye Ming was afraid that he couldn't help it, so he let go and walked out of his room, "Then hurry up."

"Okay." Lan Ling stared blankly at his leaving back, his heart was so hot that he couldn't breathe, why is the young master so gentle?Gentle as a dream.

Lan Ling propped up his sore body, put on his clothes, ran to the bathroom to wash up, and then came out of the bedroom. He saw Ye Ming sitting at the table in the dining room looking at him.

"come here!"

Lan Ling felt a little apprehensive, so he sat down on the other seat, but heard, "Sit here!" Ye Ming pulled the chair beside him with his hand, signaling Lan Ling to sit there.

"Master, I'll just sit here." He was nervous, and he had never been so close.

"Come here!" Ye Ming's tone was slightly angry, and Lan Ling sat down obediently.

It's yam lily porridge. I didn't expect the young master to be so thoughtful. Lan Ling picked up a spoon and put it to his mouth. Just as he was about to open his mouth, he suddenly felt the spoon in his hand and saw Ye Ming swallow the porridge in his spoon. After cleaning everything up and licking his fingers, Lan Ling suddenly withdrew his hand, his face flushed.

"It's delicious!" Ye Ming looked at Lanling proudly.

"Master, when did you learn to cook?" Lan Ling took another spoonful and put it in his mouth before Ye Ming launched an attack. It was really sweet and delicious.

"Do you still need to learn this?" Ye Ming raised his eyebrows very complacently.He has never learned it, and only Lan Lingxin.In the past two years, he has spent almost all of his time here except for work. In the first few months when Lan Ling was away, he almost vomited eating out. Fortunately, he is talented in everything, even cooking You can do it in a variety of ways, and naturally you will become more and more proficient in doing it after a long time.This is the first time he has done it for Lanling.

"Yes, the young master has always been very smart."

Lanling quickly finished the bowl of porridge. He just woke up, but he was not hungry, but the aroused appetite made him want to eat something more. Ye Ming could see the action of licking his lips inadvertently.Ye Ming suddenly choked his face and pulled his face, kissed his lips, lightly, licked, licked his lips, teeth, palate, entangled his dexterous tongue, "Hungry?" When he let go , The thumb rubbed his bright red lips, and then stretched it in, after a while of stirring, stretched out the thumb to the corner of the lips, lowered the head, licked and wiped off the liquid on the thumb, the picture was quite The flirtatiousness made Lan Ling flustered.

"...Young Master." Lan Ling stopped talking and stood up abruptly, "I'm sorry, that..." In fact, it's not that he didn't want to satisfy his young master, it's just that his body was ruthlessly made last night, and the pain was so bad that even The way I walk becomes weird.

Of course, Ye Ming is not blind. He knows that he is not feeling well, but he just can't bear it. Whenever he sees him, he wants to hug him.But today he planned to let him go, "Don't think too much, I'm just cleaning it up for you." After saying that, he got up and went to the apartment. The moment the door closed, Lan Ling felt cold, and the warmth just now suddenly Just disappeared without a trace.

Ye Ming got into the car and told Yuan Lin to go to Ye's house.

"Master, do you really intend to let Mr. Lan stay in Ye's house?"

"How about the thing I asked you to check last time?" Ye Ming skipped his question directly.

Seeing that Ye Ming didn't answer, Yuan Lin didn't dare to ask again, "It's the Lan family, and Miss Jiang."

"Lan's? Wasn't it wiped out long ago? Could it be a fish that slipped through the net?"

"Mr. Lan seems to have another father."

"No wonder he agreed to stay here, for his father? Hmph!"

"And that Miss Jiang, young master, with all due respect."

"Say."

"Master, it is impossible not to get married in this life, and the Ye family cannot have no children. Master, you don't plan to continue like this forever? No matter how good Mr. Lan is, he is a man after all, and it is impossible to give birth to children. We still have to go."

"Okay, shut up!"

"Master, although Miss Jiang's father is not good, she still likes him very much..."

"Enough, drive!" Ye Ming interrupted him roughly, closed his eyes, and his mind was in a mess.

The Ye family can sacrifice everything for the benefit, even his Ye Ming's happiness!Of course, Ye Ming can also sacrifice everything for love, including the so-called family interests.

The whole family is waiting for it, as if he, Ye Ming, is a scourge.

"Grandpa!" Ye Ming bowed slightly to Ye Zuxin.

"came back!"

Ye Ming stepped forward and sat opposite the wall formed by his family. Grandpa, grandma, father, and mother, the wall of time and space composed of four people seemed to be four barriers. The purpose was to stop his sharp spear and prevent the development of things from spreading. into a state beyond their control.

"Ming'er, how can you be so disobedient?" Grandma Yinglan looked at Ye Ming sadly. She has always opposed homosexuality and often avoids homosexuality when she sees homosexuality, especially as the eldest daughter of the Ying family. Her father's attitude, tough and stubborn.

"Grandma, when did I become disobedient? I have always followed your plan, including contacting Lanling." Ye Ming swept over the faces of each of them.

"Ming'er, you can't talk to grandma like that!" Ye Qinghui scolded angrily.

"Ming'er, you promised me to get married before."

"Then you also promised me to let him stay with me, but what did you do?"

"It's kind of me not to kill him, you still dare to bargain!" Ye Qinghui glared at him. As a father, he didn't take good care of his son, it was a failure in life, and he really echoed the old saying, "The son is not filial, it is the father's fault." !

"You don't want to touch him again in the future!" Ye Ming almost gritted his teeth and said.

Although this family has been passed down for several generations, the family members are like strangers without blood relationship at all. They inherit mechanically and live mechanically. There is no emotion at all, and he disdains to live a life without warmth.Before the age of seven, he had been living with Lu Yun in a family on the verge of poverty, but they lived happily because of each other's warmth. After he was seven years old, he came back here. The so-called family members at home never gave He is a little warm, some are just orders, everywhere is full of "you must", "you should", "you have to", only that person, although he is very cold, but he always appears at the first time when he needs it , even if you can't get close, it's warm enough.

He loves Lan Ling, not just because of the warmth of his childhood, but because of him, he can't stop looking at him, can't leave him, can't stop thinking about him, knows his identity but helps him hide it, even if he is him The target is desperate!

"Ming'er, you know your mistake!" Ye Zuxin's majestic voice frightened Ye Ming as always, but he was too lazy to worry about why he was afraid.

"Grandpa, I was right!" Ye Ming was looking into a pair of eagle-like eyes!

"Presumptuous!" Ye Zuxin is extraordinarily tolerant on the surface, but in fact he is more frightening than anyone else. Iron blood's wrists are often not plotted by people who appear to be vicious on the surface, but those who are kind on the surface and stab people in the back The so-called "hypocrisy" refers to people like Ye Zuxin!

"If you insist on us separating, unless you kill me first!" Ye Ming regarded death as home.

"Ming'er, don't do this, listen to your grandfather!" His mother has always been the peacemaker in the family, and she always shows up after others have sung bad faces. She knows the end of angering Ye Zuxin, Ming'er It is very likely that the right of inheritance will be abolished, and Ye Qinghui is not too old, so it is no problem to have another child, but she only has this one son, if she loses Ye Ming, it is difficult for her to imagine her status in the Ye family in the future.Therefore, no matter what means she used, she couldn't let Ye Zuxin abolish Ye Ming.

"Mom, I'm sorry!" The only person Ye Ming was sorry for was probably his mother, Wen Lan.After all, he was only born in ten months of pregnancy, and he also has a heart of gratitude, but now he has to say sorry, now she can have another son without him, but if he loses Lanling, he really has nothing.

"Come on, catch me!" After Ye Zuxin said, a few burly men in black suits came up and caught him, but Ye Ming couldn't sit still and immediately resisted and knocked down two of them. He turned around and was about to run, but his hands were tightly clamped, unable to move, and he was instantly handcuffed.

"Even if you do this, you can't change me!" Ye Ming was so emotional that his hands were flushed.

"Just because you can't change doesn't mean he can't!" Ye Zuxin squinted his fox eyes slightly, and looked at his grandson with a smile, "Ming'er, you are still young when you fight with grandpa!"

Before Ye Ming could speak, he was hit hard and passed out.

Ye Zuxin looked at his unconscious grandson, his eyes flashed with distress for a moment, but in an instant it turned into a hypocritical tranquility, and he waved his hand, "Shut up, without me, no one can see him!"

"Father, can Ming'er really change by doing this?" Ye Qinghui was a little worried. He knew Ye Ming's personality very well.

"I don't intend to change my grandson. Where is that Lanling now? Take me to meet him." Yes, how can he change the successor he is satisfied with? Ye Ming is ruthless and smart enough. Ye Zuxin is very satisfied with him. It's just that he was a little surprised why such a perfect person would be confused by a man who looked like a shemale, and he couldn't figure it out.How nice a woman is, why bother looking for a man?

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