After the Stand-in Shou Faked His Death

It was already very late when He Yang came back.

Xu Chengyan was practicing the piano in the piano room, and when he heard the movement outside, he got up and came out.

He Yang saw the young man in the corridor, and asked softly, "Haven't you slept yet?"

"Wait for sir to come back." Xu Chengyan smiled, his beautiful peach eyes slightly curved.

"Don't wait too late next time." He Yang said, and put the dessert bag in his hand on the table, "Snack."

Xu Chengyan walked over to open the bag and saw a dessert cake inside.

He knew that this dessert shop was a bit far from the husband's company. If he wanted to buy cakes from the shop, he would have to make a detour before returning.

"Sir, eating sweets at night will make you fat." Xu Chengyan felt helpless.

In fact, he doesn't like sweets very much, but my husband always thought that he likes sweets, and he often brought desserts back, so he accepted them all.

As long as the husband bought it back, he likes it.

Even if he doesn't like sweets, he would.

"Not fat." He Yang came over and put his arms around the young man's waist from behind.

The young man in his arms is indeed not fat, even if he is a little fatter, it doesn't matter.

He Yang rested his pillow on his shoulders, and because the two were relatively close, he could smell the faint cedar fragrance from the young man's body.

He Yang asked: "Used perfume?"

"En." Xu Chengyan responded, and replied, "It's the Snow Season Forest that Mister gave you last time."

When he went out in the afternoon, on a whim, he tried the smell of the new perfume.

The smell of the perfume is not very strong, but it lasts for a long time. I only use a little bit, and I can still smell it at night.

He Yang lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "It smells good."

He Yang's eyes gradually darkened as he sniffed the cold fragrance.

The heating was turned on in the room, and the young man in his arms was only wearing a thin shirt.

He Yang raised his hand, and stretched it in from the hem of his shirt very easily, and put his palm on the young man's waist.

The two have been intimate many times and are familiar with each other's bodies.

He Yang just lightly touched the young man's waist a few times, and the person in his arms softened.

Xu Chengyan propped his hands on the table, lowered his head, and his breathing became a little messy.

The shirt buttons on his body were unbuttoned one by one. Xu Chengyan closed his eyes and felt the movement of the man's hands. He didn't refuse, but just asked, "Sir, can I go back to my room?"

He Yang stretched out his hand, picked up the young man and walked towards the bedroom, and put him on the bed.

Xu Chengyan propped himself up a little, and saw that the person in front of him had already pressed him up.

He Yang leaned on the young man, met the young man's gaze, unconsciously raised his hand, and touched the corner of the young man's eyes with his fingertips.

It has to be said that the young man in front of him has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes.

It is said that men with peach blossom eyes are the most affectionate.

But the black-haired young man in front of him has nothing to do with the word "thinness".

Young people always smile, never get angry, as if they can tolerate everything.

He Yang looked at those peach blossom eyes, slowly stretched out his hand, and untied his tie.

Then--

Cover those peach blossom eyes with a tie.

Xu Chengyan opened his eyes, his field of vision was almost dark, except for a faint ray of light peeking out from the gap of his tie.

The ambiguous atmosphere in the room is getting stronger and stronger.

Xu Chengyan stretched out his hand and hugged the man's shoulder tightly, his fingertips unknowingly left scratches on it.

Even if you can't see it with your eyes, as long as you smell the familiar aura of the man, you will feel at ease.

Xu Chengyan closed his eyes, felt the man's movements, and suddenly shouted: "Sir—"

"Can the tie be taken off?"

He Yang's movements stopped, without saying a word, he just bent over and untied his tie.

Xu Chengyan opened his eyes, and because he had been covering his eyes just now, he was not used to the bright light in the room for a while, so he could only see a vague figure of a man.

And before Xu Chengyan had time to adapt to the light, his body was turned over.

He Yang pressed on the young man's back, lowered his head and bit the young man's shoulder.

Until the end of the affair, Xu Chengyan was still lying on his stomach.

Xu Chengyan buried his face in the pillow, still panting slowly to recover his breath.

There was a rustling sound beside him, Xu Chengyan looked sideways and saw a man putting on his clothes.

He Yang casually put on his shirt, got up and left.

Xu Chengyan looked at the figure of the man, and heard the sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away, then slowly got up, went to the bathroom, and cleaned up by himself.

He's used to it.

I'm used to my husband always covering his eyes, and I'm also used to him never staying tender after an affair.

It's been like this for the past five years, and it doesn't matter.

Only occasionally when the two of them were intimate on the bed, he would want to take a look at Mr.

I want to see Mr.'s face.

It's just a simple little wish, but it has never been able to come true.