you are my baby [rebirth]

Lu Xiye didn't have a lot of tricks in this matter of messing around, but he made rapid progress. Every time, he was keen to bully Qin Moyan to the point where he couldn't get up and down, and then completely controlled it in his hands.

Because of the limited conditions, he is also very fond of the old stalks, and can innovate and play out some different sentiments.

"You're like this again." Qin Moyan wrinkled the tip of his nose, pursed his lips and smiled, and complained softly.

He didn't know how cute he was in Lu Xiye's eyes, it was so cute that his fingertips that were holding the phone felt slightly hot.

"What else should I do?" Lu Xiye raised his eyebrows, took the cigarette case from the bedside table sideways and lit one, squinted slightly in the thin smoke, and smiled frivolously, "I don't have much experience, teach me ?”

After he finished speaking, he leaned back, his eyelashes were half drawn, his eyes were gloomy, and he looked at the camera without blinking.

Lu Xiye's posture is lazy and casual, his eyes are dark, and he looks very sexy smoking.

His deep and deep eyes cast over through the thin smoke, dotted with a little frivolity that seemed to be a smile but not a smile in the gloom, like a hook, it caught Qin Moyan's heart precisely, making him hold his breath.

The temperature in Milan in October is very low, so the indoor temperature is adjusted very high.

Under such gazes, Qin Moyan gradually felt a little hot, and a thin layer of sweat broke out in his palms, and he could hardly hold the phone.

The camera shook slightly, and then stabilized again. Qin Moyan pursed his lips and lowered his eyes, and heard Lu Xiye's soft laughter while his eyelashes trembled slightly.

"Qin Moyan," he said, "I haven't seen you before?"

Sometimes the power of language is so great that it is beyond people's expectations and is enough to confuse people's hearts.

Lu Xiye didn't say a lot, but each sentence seemed to be tapped on Qin Moyan's acupuncture points, making the spot where it was tapped hot, numb and itchy. He clearly knew that it was early morning in China, but he still couldn't help but want to Follow Lu Xiye to sink.

"It's rest time now." He raised his hand and tugged on the neckline of his nightgown in a desperate struggle, wanting to get some cool air.

"En." Lu Xiye responded softly with a nasal voice, his eyes swept over his fingers pinching the collar of his pajamas, and saw his Adam's apple rolling a few times, before he said slowly, "It's only 09:30 in the evening."

Qin Moyan was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was talking about his own time.

"I mean you." Qin Moyan said, and involuntarily took the mobile phone holder from the corner of the desk.

"Why didn't you say it was time to rest when you lit the fire for me just now?" Lu Xiye bit his filter, pushed his cheeks up with his tongue, and looked at Qin Moyan dangerously and sexyly.

His gaze was like a bloodthirsty beast, as if if Qin Moyan was by his side, he would show his sharp minions without hesitation and tear him to the bone, but his tone was very gentle, with A little hoarse, just this voice is enough to make people raise their hands in surrender.

"Hey," he said, "just a few minutes, and I'll sleep well."

Qin Moyan swallowed lightly, gave up struggling completely, and tried several times to overcome the sweat in his palms as if he had been drugged with ecstasy, and fixed the phone on the bracket.

The stand was placed on the bedside table, facing the corner of the bed.

His movements seemed to be completely controlled by Lu Xiye, who was thousands of miles away. With his hoarse voice, clusters of flames were lit on his body, and then burned all over his body.

The night became humid and ambiguous, panting with sweat, Qin Moyan's eyelashes were wet with sweat, trembling like butterfly wings.

I don't know how many minutes have passed, but they seem to have completely forgotten the time, only indulging in the joy of this moment.

Under the dark nightgown, the snow-white skin was slightly pinkish, dyed with sweat and glowing thinly, like fine jade, or like a ripe peach, the skin is very thin, You can lick the sweet juice on your lips with just one lick.

At the moment when he completely softened, Qin Moyan seemed to hear the sound of Lu Xiye's light kiss, and his eardrums were numb all the way to the apex of his heart. He opened his lips slightly and closed his eyes weakly.

Thanks to WUYUN's very strong and experienced team, the last show in Milan was very successful.

Under the bright lights, the clothing and accessories complement each other, shining brightly in the light steps of the models.

After the show, Qin Moyan took the team and designers to the stage to call the curtain, but in a short while, the backstage was already occupied by buyers.

Qin Moyan didn't stay any longer, and after handing over the follow-up work to other staff, he took some people to New York to prepare for the last show of WUYUN's fashion week this winter.

The day when Lu Xiye came was the last rehearsal of the show.

Qin Moyan adjusted his working hours tight and slow, and then got on the car to the airport.

It was drizzling in the sky, and the damp and cold air drifted in from the slightly open car windows. The night lights shone through the drizzle into the eyes, creating a brilliant splendor. Qin Moyan swept away the fatigue between his brows, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Because the work was too tight, he was not sure that he would be able to spare time to pick up the plane, so he didn't tell Lu Xiye in advance.

It's a surprise, right?He thought, it should count.

Lu Xiye would be very happy to see him coming, he thought again, and couldn't help pursing his lips and smiling.

Since he flew to France in mid-September, he has traveled to and from many cities in a short period of time, but he has never been as relaxed as he is now, and he has almost never had time to slow down and take a look in foreign countries.

Almost all the time, he is busy with work.

Each fashion show is not too long, but every minute and every second on the stage is prepared by the behind-the-scenes staff with a lot of effort and time. No one can be completely relieved until the whole show is completely over.

If the last show was easy with Wu Yun's early checks, then this show was almost completed by him alone with his team.

For him, the challenges and pressures of this show are huge.

The arrival of Lu Xiye undoubtedly gave him a great sense of security.

The car penetrated the thin rain and fog, and when it stopped at the gate of the airport, it happened to be the time for the plane to land.

Qin Moyan pulled up the hood of the sweater and walked towards the airport hall in the drizzle.

The flow of people leaving the gate was dense, the suitcases were dragged on the floor making rumbling sounds, men and women were talking in low voices, and there were also surprise hugs after a long absence. Among the countless figures, Qin Moyan saw Lu Xiye at a glance.

He was dressed lightly, with a dark gray shirt tucked into sky blue denim trousers, a pair of British-style short boots on his feet, and only a beige windbreaker on top. He looked casual and natural, without any trace of long-distance flight exhausted.

"Lu Xiye." Qin Moyan raised his hand joyfully, and jumped slightly, hoping that Lu Xiye could hear his voice.

The hall was very noisy, and he was not too close to Lu Xiye, but for some reason, Lu Xiye immediately stopped and turned his head slightly to look in his direction.

Immediately afterwards, a slight daze appeared on his face, which made Qin Moyan laugh out loud.

Most of the time, Lu Xiye's expression was calm, restrained and capable. Even Qin Moyan rarely saw such a youthful expression on his face. Although it was short, it made him look extraordinarily innocent.

Immediately, the corners of his lips lifted, as if deliberately suppressing his joy, but he couldn't help laughing after all, and the joy in his eyes gradually became stronger, and he strode towards him.

Qin Moyan's heart became hot. In the early winter in a foreign country, the thin woolen coat on his body made him feel a little dry and hot, and a little pink of joy appeared on his cheeks.

This is New York, not China. Among the bustling crowds, there are only one or two tourists with yellow skin and black hair occasionally.

They rushed towards each other in the crowd without any scruples, and then hugged tightly.

Qin Moyan raised his head and kissed Lu Xiye's chin, and Lu Xiye pressed the back of his head and kissed him deeply and deeply.

It was very short, but his mouth seemed to be on fire instantly, and then he was carried away by Lu Xiye in his arms, and he raised his hand to take off the hood of the sweater on his head.

"Why do you have time to come when you're so busy?" Lu Xiye asked with a smile on his face, and then asked, "Are you tired?"

"I won't be tired when I see you." Qin Moyan replied with his eyes bent, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the staff accompanying Lu Xiye.

"What?" Lu Xiye noticed his small movements, smiled and raised his hand to rub the back of his neck, "Shy?"

"No." Qin Moyan denied, pursing his lips and smiling.

"I seem to suddenly understand why Wu Yun and Lu Chenming like to live abroad," Lu Xiye said with a half-smile, "It's easier to let go."

"What are you talking about?" Qin Moyan was so amused by him that he couldn't laugh or cry. He had never seen someone who made fun of his parents all day long. "Be careful, I will sue the teacher."

"Then try it." Lu Xiye curled his lips, "Maybe Wu Yun will sincerely suggest that you also settle abroad."

Maybe Wu Yun could really do such a thing, Qin Moyan thought about it, and laughed amused by the scene he described.

"If your teacher knows that you laugh at her like this, he probably won't be able to give you good advice sincerely." Lu Xiye also laughed.

The two reunited after a long absence, but they didn't have much time to make love to each other. As soon as they got into the car, Qin Moyan turned on the tablet and transferred the detailed information of the show to Lu Xiye.

The two communicated for a while and then arrived at the exhibition hall. The last rehearsal was just around the corner. The overall layout and lighting of the venue were almost the same as that of Zhengxiu.

After a quick hello to all the models and staff, the lights were turned on for the last rehearsal.

With a laptop on his lap, Qin Moyan sat beside Lu Xiye, acting as his temporary assistant.

The models walked onto the stage one by one, repeating the steps they had gone through countless times. Even if there was a lack of audience, they still dedicatedly showed their most beautiful side to the audience.

Lu Xiye's windbreaker was put on the side casually, and he leaned on the back of the chair to watch very seriously, the effect of changing lighting on the luster of the fabric, the order and interval of the models' appearance, the range of turning around, the magnified details...

While watching, he said to Qin Moyan about adjustments. Qin Moyan quickly took notes on his laptop. After one pass, they went to the backstage to have a short meeting with other staff, and then returned to the stage to start a new one. dress rehearsal.

It was already past three o'clock in the morning when we returned to the hotel, Qin Moyan was so tired that he fell asleep in the bathtub, and didn't even wake up when Lu Xiye hugged him to bed.

Lu Xiye looked down at him, the bath towel was half open, Qin Moyan's thin white legs were hanging unconsciously by the bed, the skin on his body was steamed by the hot steam from the bathroom, and the joints were even more pink. Even the toes are round and cute, as if the juice can be sucked out by taking a sip.

I don't know why, but when I didn't see him, I always wanted to get back all the money I owed, to get some interest from him, to tease him, to force him, to love him, to love him...

Just thinking about it will make the fire in my heart burn faster and hotter.

But now, when he was really lying in front of him so defenselessly, the fire in his heart was extinguished again, and it all turned into a puddle of warm water. It was love and cherish, and he just wanted to love him well.