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As soon as Yu Qing came home, she smelled the perfume when she opened the door.Looking around, Yi Lin was sitting on the sofa playing mobile games.

"Why did you start wearing perfume?" Yu Qing asked.

"To accept a perfume advertisement." Yi Lin said without raising his head while playing the game vigorously.

Yu Qing remembered that she hadn't made up her clothes on the bed before leaving, so she was going to tidy up.When he opened the door, he saw a neatly made bed.The chandeliers and curtains in the room were also changed, and the small ornaments bought yesterday were also placed on the bedside table, giving the whole room a brand new look.

The bed is still covered with freshly washed sheets and bedding, and even the corners of the quilt are pulled flat, just like a model room.

Yu Qing opened the closet and took a look. The shirts were sorted by thickness, and hung up one by one by color.Clothes that don't need to be hung up, such as sweaters, are folded and placed in drawers, and they are also sorted into categories, very neat and organized.

Just as Yu Qing was about to praise Yi Lin, she saw the cardboard box on top of the drawer glass cabinet, the cardboard box that she had almost forgotten.

Yu Qing glanced at Yi Lin who was playing the game seriously.

In my impression, he rarely plays games so seriously.The big kid who always complained about the lack of time to spend with him, wishing he could stick to him all the time, seemed to have never looked up since he entered the door, which was really abnormal.

That album, that painting, he must have seen it.

After closing the cupboard door, Yu Qing took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and fell into Yi Lin's arms as soon as he turned around.

Yu Qing didn't speak, and waited for Yi Lin to ask more questions.But he let go of his embrace, and a heartless smile had already been put on his face, and asked:

"Is the teacher tired today?"

"It's okay, how about you?" Yu Qing said.

Going to the bed and sitting down, Yi Lin scratched his head and said:

"I'm not tired, I called it a day. By the way, does the teacher like the smell of this perfume on me?"

Saying this, Yi Lin pulled Yu Qing to sit down beside her.He recounted to Yu Qing the process of how Richard made himself wear perfume.Yu Qing looked at the way he was talking and laughing, as if he was talking more cheerfully than usual.Heartless smile, jumping brisk tone.

No matter how calm this big kid is in front of the screen, in front of me, his eyes and his state of mind are always crystal clear.Not wanting to see him continue to cover up, Yu Qing interrupted:

"Do you want to know? What happened to me."

Yu Qing's words made Yi Lin, who was talking happily, suddenly stop, only felt that his eyes dimmed, looked at Yu Qing and nodded.

"I met him when I was 17 years old. He was my senior at the same school, three years older than me. The design drawing hanging in your house is his home.

We have been together for seven years. At that time, I thought that Huahua and him were the most important things in my life, but when he said that he was going to get married, I suddenly found that I had lost both.Because as soon as I pick up a paintbrush, I think about that time.

It's hard to forget someone completely.After the separation, I left England and everything connected with him.A person went to Beijing to study Chinese and started a new life in a place where he was completely absent.

Just when I thought I could forget about it, he regretted his marriage and came to Beijing to find me.We spent a few short months together again, but eventually he left.

He chose to inherit his family business, to marry and have children.Give up our feelings. "

Yi Lin looked at Yu Qing, listened to him remember the time he didn't want to mention, and heard him talk about the person he once loved deeply.

Even though Yu Qing spoke very calmly, without making waves, or even showing any excessive expressions.But Yi Lin still felt jealous.Jealousy like never before!

For 7 years, he accompanied the teacher throughout his youth.He and the teacher have experienced too much past that he has no time to participate in.The teacher once loved him even beyond his imagination.

Even though he had hurt the teacher deeply, the teacher still kept the promise with him.Stop making portraits of others, or even yourself...

Yi Lin suddenly felt that he was very small, and that everything he and his teacher had experienced seemed so insignificant.

The dull pain spread from the heart to the whole body, almost occupying his entire body.The helplessness and sourness of the bystanders makes people feel suffocated.Unable to continue listening calmly, Yi Lin interrupted:

"Teacher, do you still love him? If he comes back again, will you accept him?"

Yi Lin looked at Yu Qing and asked.The voice was so low that it was distressing.

"Yi Lin, all this is over. Whoever he is with has nothing to do with me. The person I love is you."

Yu Qing looked at Yi Lin seriously.See all the fragility and fear in his eyes, and then repel them one by one with a firm look without hesitation.

Yi Lin held Yu Qing in his arms again, holding her tightly.It's like if you let go, you'll lose him.

"Teacher, I really love you! I love you very much!"

"I know." Patting Yi Lin on the back lightly, Yu Qing said, "Me too."

Yi Lin let go of his embrace, and pushed Yu Qing down on the brand new double bed. The usual sweet and gentle kiss became impulsive and possessive, wantonly occupying Yu Qing's lips and teeth.

The blending of lips and teeth made each other's breathing heavy and seductive.No one was willing to let go of each other, kissing greedily.The fiery kiss stopped almost before each other was about to suffocate, and the two separated from each other, breathing quickly.Yi Lin looked into Yu Qing's eyes, the clear eyes that reflected his own shadow.

The love is so deep that I can't wait to melt into flesh and blood.Such a strong possessive desire is the appearance of love under the scorching brilliance.It seems that apart from this, I can no longer express my inner feelings.

Leaning down to kiss those moist lips that were kissed blood-colored again, Yi Lin unbuttoned Yu Qing's shirt with his hands, stroking every inch of Yu Qing's skin.Then the passionate kiss followed, as irresistible as if swearing one's own ownership, leaving deep and shallow marks on Yu Qing's body.

Yu Qing closed her eyes, feeling all the tactile sensations from Yi Lin's body.

With his strong fingers and the tip of his wet tongue, he bites slightly painfully.The tingling pleasure came afterwards, and every inch of the cell was ignited by him. Yu Qing seemed to have lost all her strength, and could only fall into the abyss of lust with Yi Lin.

When all the senses were concentrated in the most sensitive place, Yu Qing suddenly opened her eyes.

"Yi Lin, don't... ah..."

An uncontrollable moan escaped from his mouth, touching all of Yi Lin's nerves.

Moving faster, Yi Lin raised his eyes to admire Yu Qing at this moment.His slender fingers held his wrist tightly, as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

Tightly closed eyes, slightly frowning brows, and tightly pursed lips because she didn't want to make a sound.

Even so, a soft hum still came to Yi Lin's ears inadvertently.The teacher's ascetic but seductive look is a kind of temptation that makes people's blood swell.

Unable to control his desire any longer, Yi Lin pried open Yu Qing's clenched lips and said while kissing:

"Teacher, don't hold back. I want to hear your voice."

As he spoke, Yi Lin sent his desire into Yu Qing's body, twitching passionately.The sudden pleasure made Yu Qing instinctively bow her body, hold Yi Lin tightly, and groaned softly following his movements.

Yi Lin listened to the teacher's voice of no longer holding back, and felt the trembling all over his body when he touched a certain place on him.They express their love for each other in the sinking full of love and instinct, and indulge in following the instinct of the body.

At this moment, the resonance of the body only belongs to each other, and everything else is no longer important.

There is nothing else in this world, only lovers who completely own each other.