minister under clothes

The fireworks in my hand quickly burned out.

Lu Qingyi threw down the small wreckage, and sat on the Japanese-style balcony a little distracted.

Yan Tou put a blanket over his bathrobe: "Don't freeze."

"It's still a little hot after soaking in the hot spring." Lu Qingyi untied his long hair, which was tied casually, and slowly combed it with the comb at hand.

Yan Tou sat next to him, drank a few sips of sake, and made trouble in his spare time: "Wait a minute, I'll help you."

Lu Qingyi frowned and said, "Don't make trouble."

"Come, come, I comb better than you." Yan Tou reached out and snatched the comb.

Lu Qingyi had no choice but to endure his clumsy tossing his hair.

Yan Tou combed it, and suddenly said: "The first time I saw you, you were wearing long hair, wearing a costume, plain eyebrows, and you didn't even know it was a boy. You were so delicate that I couldn't bear to talk to you loudly. .”

Lu Qingyi snorted, "You've been yelling at me a lot."

"It was only after I got to know you that I realized that you are tougher than many men." Yan Tou shook his head and smiled while helping his chin: "That's the face, tsk tsk."

Lu Qingyi felt that he must have something bad to say, so he frowned and said, "Why?"

"The one you sing the most is Concubine Yu, but if Concubine Yu looked like you, Xiang Yu would definitely try his best not to let her die tragically." Yan Tou smiled.

"They are losers, and to die together is the best end for losers." Lu Qingyi said with a cold face, perhaps he had sung too much in the drama, and the sadness of the characters in the drama somehow penetrated into his internal organs .

"Don't be pessimistic, I'm just joking." Yan Tou combed his hair, stood up and said, "A customer from Japan helped me buy something. I wonder if you still want it."

Lu Qingyi looked up: "What?"

Yan Tou went into the room and took out a box, opened it and handed it to him, saying: "The production has been discontinued a long time ago, it's hard to find."

It's their couple bracelet.

"This time, don't throw it away again, okay?" Yan Tou's eyes were even pleading.

Lu Qingyi stared at it for a long time, but didn't take it, but asked instead: "Who told you I lost it?"

Yan Tou had secretly looked at him many times before, and immediately said: "Because I haven't seen you take it before."

Lu Qingyi sighed, got up and went into the house to find his wallet, and took out a small bracelet from the interlayer under various credit cards. Because it was well preserved, it was still in a brand new color: "I picked it up when I went to France."

"Why?" Yan Tou frowned.

"At that time, I had to work and go to class, and I did a lot of things. I was afraid that if I didn't pay attention, I would lose it somewhere. If I don't have a chance to see you again, wouldn't I not even have a souvenir?" Lu Qingyi sat on the tatami slightly I was in a daze, and then smiled: "Sometimes I feel that this is our red thread, and I worry that it will break after a long time... You know, when I am alone, I like to pin my hopes on meaningless..."

Yan Tou didn't wait for him to finish speaking, and suddenly kissed him, holding his face reverently, full of emotion and excitement.

Lu Qingyi hurriedly wanted to put the bracelet away, but Yan Tou took all the things in his hand and threw them aside, so shocked that Lu Qingyi immediately avoided kissing and wanted to pick them up.

"Hold me, do you feel it? This is the truth." Yan Tou gently left his lips and said in a low voice.

Lu Qingyi looked at him with some hesitation, but finally raised his arms to embrace his warm and generous body.

"Whether the red thread is broken or the universe is destroyed, I will never leave you again, and I will never leave you like last time, trust me." Yan Tou said softly.

Lu Qingyi nodded.

"I used to be very confused and entangled, but in an instant I realized that we don't need to think about whether our relationship is right or wrong, and we don't need to worry about who will be sad or angry because of us. As long as we are stronger than them, we need to adapt, Those who need to accept and compromise are those who meddle in their own business!" Yan Tou said, gradually frowning, revealing a gloomy and cold expression.

Lu Qingyi was silent for a moment, then held his hand and said, "You are right...but I like to see you smile, don't be angry."

Wen Yan Yan Tou finally calmed down from her extreme emotions, and tried hard to bend the corners of her mouth towards him.

Lu Qingyi also smiled, quietly looking at his own reflection in his eyes.

A warm kiss kept the smile.

Yan Tou opened the belt of his bathrobe while kissing passionately, and then kissed along the bare skin inch by inch, just like a believer who worships the true God. When he saw that Lu Qingyi was ignited by himself, he immediately I felt a sense of undying satisfaction.

Perhaps it was from the moment of epiphany that Yan Tou began to firmly believe that all the strength he wanted to be strong and fight came from one person.

Perhaps, in the distant future, he will die because of this.

It is always a happy thing to wake up naturally after sleeping in the warm quilt. Lu Qingyi woke up drowsy, and he didn't know what time it was. He could only smell the aroma of food in the room.

"What are you doing..." He raised his sore arm and sighed helplessly.

The two of them are really like unrestrained children, lingering until almost dawn before falling asleep, and they don't take their bodies seriously.

Yan Tou was squatting in front of a pot and stirring. Hearing the sound, he raised his head and smiled, "I'm cooking porridge for you. The innkeeper taught me."

After speaking, he put the lid on the pot, leaned over to Lu Qingyi's side and said, "Where does it hurt, I'll give you a massage."

Lu Qingyi covered the quilt on guard: "No need."

Yan Tou leaned over and kissed him: "I know you are very tired."

"Hey, why are you so sensible?" Lu Qingyi stared, "When I said no last night, who was it?"

"I thought you said don't stop." Yan Tou smiled happily.

Lu Qingyi snorted, closed his eyes and remained silent.

"Okay, I really won't touch you, eat some porridge and then rest, didn't you say you're going to watch the New Year's fireworks show?" Yan Tou stretched out his hand to caress his face, his eyes were more gentle than he imagined.

After all, he is no longer a needy teenager.

Yan Tou has spent many years digesting it, when Lu Qingyi gave everything to himself.

It's a pity that I didn't understand it at the time, but fortunately I can make up for it today.

"Shoulder pain, back pain, lumbago, pain everywhere." Lu Qingyi suddenly frowned and complained: "I can't walk, so I won't go see it."

Yan Tou picked him up, patted his back and said, "Then I will carry you."

Lu Qingyi didn't say anything more, just leaned in his arms, quietly enjoying this long overdue hug.