I became the wife of the president after I turned into trash

On the stadium at night, two young people competed with each other, with youthful and fresh smiles on their faces.

With the lights of thousands of families in the distant night as the background, this scene is even more bright.

Shi Dongbai's face was filled with an unmistakable smile, sweat ran down his cheeks, and his young body was full of vitality.

Xu Qingyun's game skills are not bad either. He is about the same age as Shi Dongbai, and the two stand together surprisingly harmoniously.

Anyone who watches this scene has to say a good match.

Yin Tingjun, who was standing outside the court, was out of tune with this scene.

The stern and strict president and this place seem to be two different styles of painting.

Even standing on the outside of the court feels out of character.

A president who is so delicate from head to toe cannot match up with a dirty boy who is playing crazy on the court.

Yin Tingjun looked at Shi Dongbai whose whole body seemed to be glowing, and sneered.

The 11-year age difference seems to materialize into the green barbed wire of the stadium, clearly dividing the two into two worlds.

Yin Tingjun is an outsider, a bystander, and a despicable spy.

Anyway, it shouldn't be the person in the song.

Another young man on the pitch.

The man frowned, never feeling so unhappy.

His deep and dark eyes slowly swept across Xu Qingyun.

Xu Qingyun froze suddenly in the stadium, Shi Dongbai immediately seized the opportunity and scored a goal.

Shi Dongbai turned around with a smile and said, "Minister Xu, don't be distracted."

Xu Qingyun said helplessly: "Dongbai, you learn too fast, teach apprentices to starve to death master."

Shi Dongbai laughed out loud, and trotted to pick up the ball.

Behind him, Xu Qingyun glanced back casually.

When Shi Dongbai came back, Xu Qingyun had already recovered. He rubbed his shoulders and said, "I can't do it, I'm too tired. Let's go here first, shall I? Shall I take you back?"

Shi Dongbai was also a little tired, his jersey was completely wet with sweat, and the white cloth was a little uncomfortable sticking to his body.

"No, I live very close to here."

Xu Qingyun didn't insist, nodded and said: "Well, go to bed early."

After speaking, he patted the top of Shi Dongbai's head.

Shi Dongbai hid for a while, and said with a smile, "Don't touch it, your head is full of sweat."

His youthful vigor was fully radiated in this game, and his whole person was like a splash-ink painting with rich ink and color, without the indifference before, and as gorgeous as a peach blossom.

Xu Qingyun coughed lightly and withdrew his hand, his ears were a little red, "Okay."

What he did just now was completely subconscious, like a moth being confused by a light, he touched it before he even realized it.

Fortunately, Shi Dongbai didn't mind much, and said with a smile that it was all right.

The two separated in front of the court, Shi Dongbai hummed an unknown tune, and walked briskly towards the community.

Xu Qingyun stood at the gate of the stadium for a long time until he was nowhere to be seen.

Shi Dongbai played a game heartily, feeling much happier.

Originally, he was a Neptune, and he was forced to suppress his nature by Yin Tingjun's side, and he was honestly not like himself.

Now Mr. Yin took the initiative to break up, which is simply great news.

To save him countless future troubles, as for that little bit of inexplicable emotion, Shi Dongbai attributed him to the anger kept in the dark.

Anyway, it's not always like.

It just so happened that Yin Tingjun was not around these few days, so he could pack his luggage quietly and move out before Mr. Yin came back.

Shi Dongbai ignored the annoyance in his heart, and arranged his schedule after leaving Yin's house in his heart.

In the dark night, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded, from far to near, quickly approaching Shi Dongbai!

Shi Dongbai's heart tightened, and before he could react, a big hand stretched out from the darkness and tightly covered his mouth!

Shi Dongbai: "No!"

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole body tensed up uncontrollably. He desperately pulled the hand on his mouth, and kicked and struggled with his legs.

The person behind him wrapped his other arm around his waist, picked him up easily, and walked into the woods beside him.

The opponent's strength was great, Shi Dongbai was hugged in front of him, struggling with all his strength, but he couldn't move at all, the arms around his waist were strong and strong, his push and refusal only left some messy red marks on them.

He was already exhausted enough, his physical strength was exhausted, and the struggle slowly slowed down.

His own heavy and chaotic breathing was all around his ears. He closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down. Gradually, he heard another heavy breathing.

His hand was still on the man's arm, and the tense muscles on it were as hard as iron.

Also inexplicably a little familiar.

The scorching breath suddenly approached, Shi Dongbai's whole body trembled, and the man's fiery lips fell on the back of his sensitive neck.

Shi Dongbai was sweating all over from playing the game, and the man seemed to give in too much, the sweat-soaked thin fabric couldn't block the touch.

Under the dim sight, other feelings are more vivid.

Shi Dongbai smelled the smell of clean shaving water mixed with the slight smell of sweat, pure male hormones.

Familiar as hell.

These familiar fragments, pieced together piecemeal, point to a name.

Shi Dongbai's subtle resistance suddenly stopped, and he cooperated.

The person behind him stopped moving, and suddenly turned Shi Dongbai over. The faint light of the moonlight passing through the leaves revealed a sharp-edged face.

In the darkness, Yin Tingjun's black eyes were exceptionally bright, with obvious annoyance inside, "What are you doing?!"

The deep voice was almost gnashing of teeth.

Shi Dongbai pushed away his hand covering his mouth, and smiled lazily.

Yin Tingjun pinched his face and said with a gloomy expression, "You don't mind anyone?"

Looking at Shi Dongbai's casual smiling face, his eyes became more cruel.

Shi Dong's thin white calf exposed under the white ball pants carelessly rubbed against the man's suit pants, moving slowly.

"Isn't this Boss Yin?" Shi Dongbai was still grinning, "I don't mind if I know it's Boss Yin."

The veins on Yin Tingjun's forehead burst out.

He knows shit.

Shi Dongbai didn't even see his face, and resisted desperately at first, knowing it was him?

Nonsense.

"Boss Yin hurts me."

The squeamish person approached Yin Tingjun, the thin sweaty jersey could hardly cover anything, and the scenery under the clothes was looming, making it even more seductive.

The veins on Yin Tingjun's forehead twitched, and he pinched Shi Dongbai's hand even harder, "Who do you want to seduce by dressing like this?"

"Seduce you." Shi Dongbai opened his mouth and came.

He followed Yin Tingjun every sentence, but Yin Tingjun's complexion became worse and worse.

Because every sentence of his seems to be obedient, but every sentence is frivolous and perfunctory.

It just adds fuel to the fire.

Yin Tingjun's suppressed emotions on the verge of eruption were finally completely irritated by him.

……

Shi Dongbai was wrapped in Yin Tingjun's loose shirt, and huddled in front of the man.

Yin Tingjun, who has always been neatly dressed, was bare-chested, and still looked calm, as if he was not shirtless but wearing a high-end dress of the season.

The receptionist saw the two from afar, lowered his head hastily, his face was flushed and he didn't dare to take another look.

Damn, these two are too perverted!

Fortunately, it was a holiday today, it was late again, and there was no one on the road.

Back home, Yin Tingjun threw him on the sofa, turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Shi Dongbai tore off his white shirt and went into another bathroom.

When I washed it, I realized that I had been bitten on several big, red bumps.

There were many mosquitoes in the woods, Shi Dongbai's skin was tender and tender, those big shiny bags were all red and purple, and Shi Dongbai hissed and groaned in pain after washing.

By the time he finished taking a slow bath, Yin Tingjun had been sitting on his bed for an unknown how long.

His wet hair wet the bedding.

Shi Dongbai wore a bath towel around his waist, and held another scarf to wipe his hair. He was not surprised to see the man, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Yin?"

Yin Tingjun's cold eyes fell on his face.

The rosy lips were slightly swollen because of his rough action just now, and he could say such distant words in a blink of an eye.

Shi Dongbai was never afraid of the depression in his body, and had a standard smile on his face.

Yin Tingjun: "Are you happy at home?"

There was still anger in his words.

The smile in Shi Dongbai's eyes faded, "It's okay."

The people who were hugging each other tightly just now became tense in an instant, staring at each other intently, not giving an inch.

The two people standing and sitting silently faced each other.

There was a soft "swoosh" sound outside the window, and a firework exploded with a "snap", and the gorgeous colored light shone across Shi Dongbai's beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

His eyes were immediately attracted by the fireworks outside the window, and he turned his head to look over.

Shi Dongbai had never seen fireworks before, his bright black eyes reflected the colorful flower balls outside the window, like another piece of night sky.

He suddenly felt lonely like never before.

It was like realizing for the first time that he was an outsider, and that everything was foreign to him.

He is out of this world and has no connection with anything.

No relatives, friends, lovers, nothing he is familiar with.

Shi Dongbai is like a ship without an anchor, drifting randomly, without knowing the beginning and end.

You can get away anytime, anywhere.

Yin Tingjun looked at the handsome young man not far away and blinked slowly, as if he was separated from the whole world for a moment.

He frowned and stood up, subconsciously hugging him in his arms.

Shi Dongbai pressed his face against the man's muscular chest, and said in a muffled voice, "What's Mr. Yin doing?"

Yin Tingjun didn't speak, just gently stroked Shi Dongbai's back.

There were several small and large calluses on his generous and warm palms, which rubbed roughly against his back, which surprisingly brought a sense of security.

Yin Tingjun's deep voice sounded in the quiet night, "Be good, you can do whatever you want."

The corner of Shi Dongbai's mouth curled up, thinking to himself, then is it okay if I want a harem?

He just thought about this in his heart, but he didn't dare to really ask.

"Really?" He looked up at Yin Tingjun, "Then I want Yin Shi, can I?"

Yin Tingjun frowned, as if he was really thinking about it.

Shi Dongbai couldn't help laughing.

As soon as he smiled, Yin Tingjun knew he was joking, seeing the little thing regained his vitality, his brows relaxed slowly.

Shi Dongbai was kissed between the eyebrows by the man, and he raised his eyes to stare at him, "Mr. Yin, don't think that I'll forgive you for this."