After the breakup, I was taken away by the hero's good brother overnight [Transmigration Book]

Jinjiang 49

The Fusheng Pavilion at night is quiet, only the staff members are doing the final aftermath work.

Boss Qin, who is rich and powerful, was dizzy again at this time, but this time he was not sick, but was so happy that he had a headache.He was too tense before, and suddenly relaxed, he felt like he was going to float.

They walked to the side of the road to wait for the car, Qin Ting's legs were still clamped around Jiang Yanzhuo's waist, and he buried his head deeply into Jiang Yanzhuo's neck.

Sensing the surprised gazes of passers-by, Qin Ting slowly took out a new mask from his pocket and hung it on Jiang Yanzhuo's ear.

The black mask tightly covered Jiang Yanzhuo's face, Qin Ting hugged his neck and chuckled, watching his dark dark eyes sparkle, like the best obsidian in the world.

He smiled and frowned, and asked, "Why do I feel that you look so familiar? Have we met somewhere?"

Jiang Yan paused for a moment, stopped in his footsteps, and stared at his boy with dark eyes, his expression slightly tense.

Qin Ting was full of thoughts, he thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why, through the masks of two people, he touched the tip of Jiang Yanzhuo's nose, and whispered: "Ha, I see, maybe we are Ex-lover."

Jiang Yanzhuo's mood was mixed, but when he saw Qin Ting's appearance, he suddenly laughed, and reached out his hand helplessly to put his hat on, "I heard that's right." Then he let him hang up like a koala on himself.

As soon as Qin Ting entered the house, he was full of joy and thought that he would have a good time with his boyfriend.

In the end, his boyfriend threw the cup on the sofa, and turned around to get him some cold medicine. It was a big cup. Qin Ting finished it expressionlessly, lying on the sofa, his voice was weak: "The first day of love, You were going to assassinate your boyfriend, and you actually wanted to kill him."

It was only then that Jiang Yanzhuo realized that the cup he was holding was indeed a bit bigger. He came out of the tunnel in a state of extreme excitement.

On the way back with Qin Ting in his arms, he kept silent all the time, for fear of shattering this sweet dream.

Seeing Qin Ting looking at him pitifully with his mouth puckered, Jiang Yanzhuo's heart softened, he picked up the boy who was buckled on the sofa and apologized: "Hands are shaking, there is too much water."

Qin Ting snorted, reached out and pulled his hair lightly as a punishment.Jiang Yanzhuo sat on the sofa, and Qin Ting immediately put his head on his lap, lying facing him, his warm breath penetrated through his clothes, and stuck to his skin.

Jiang Yanzhuo tensed up all over. He pretended nothing happened and turned on the TV to adjust the channel. "Listen, what do you like to watch?"

Qin Ting didn't even blink, "I like to look at my boyfriend, why is he so good-looking."

Isn't it said that lying on a lover's lap and looking up at each other's face is an angle of death, but when he looked at Jiang Yanzhuo from this angle, he was still very handsome, with clear and smooth lines, extending to his slender neck, without any clothes in the collar.

Qin Ting raised his hand and touched his sharp chin, "I think I'm going to make you fat this holiday, so that you don't have to eat well."

Jiang Yanzhuo held his hand and rubbed it again and again, "Then you teach me how to cook, I want to cook for you too, even if I learn to help you in the kitchen."

Wow, do you want to do this?

Qin Ting raised his eyebrows, "What a heart-warming boyfriend."

Jiang Yanzhuo tugged at his shirt, then pulled it down: "This is the realization of being a boyfriend."

Qin Ting smiled with satisfaction. Hearing that Jiang Yanzhuo had been changing TV programs, he turned over and looked over, "What channel do you like to watch?"

Jiang Yanzhuo casually played the remote control, his thoughts had already gone to the clouds, and when he heard Qin Ting's question, he said slowly, "Movie channel, documentary channel."

Qin Ting dragged his voice and said, "Oh~"

Jiang Yanzhuo couldn't help laughing, and reached out to touch Qin Ting's face, "What's wrong."

Qin Ting stretched out his hands and hugged his arms tightly, "I thought you were the kind who put on the news and financial channels all day long, or the international financial channels, and were keen on working and studying in your spare time."

Jiang Yanzhuo had no choice but to: "It would be more efficient to watch with a mobile phone. I like to let go when I'm not working."

Although Qin Ting's eyes fell on the TV, his ears listened to his words seriously, "Then what do you like to do when you're not working?"

Jiang Yan tuned to the movie channel and put down the remote control. He lowered his eyes and stared at the person lying on his lap, "Reading, watching movies, playing games."

Thinking that Jiang Yanzhuo's daily life is no different from that of ordinary boys except for the busy work, but his temperament is still too quiet and desolate.

Qin Ting smiled: "We seem to be similar, but I will be noisier, and I can have fun at home by myself, yelling from time to time, don't think I'm annoying."

Jiang Yanzhuo scratched his chin, "Why, I wish you could talk around me every day."

Qin Ting thought about that scene for a while, he was like a chatterbox, thinking about the iceberg every day, and the iceberg was doting on his face, allowing himself to do whatever he wanted, and eventually turned into a puddle of water and drowned himself.

A play from a peerless couple to a desperate mandarin duck appeared in Qin Ting's mind.

Well, well, Qin Ting hugged Jiang Yanzhuo's left arm and didn't let go, "Don't indulge me too much. I do things rashly and have a big heart. If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

"This is my first serious relationship, and I'm really nervous."

Jiang Yanzhuo laughed: "Oops, I'm also very nervous. Who would have thought that I just made an appointment yesterday and got the number today."

Qin Ting: "Pfft, do you think you're queuing up to buy something, and you got your number?"

Jiang Yanzhuo's voice was unnatural, "Line up to grab the baby. Now it's mine, right, baby."

This was a really unexpected address, Qin Ting felt that his face seemed to have a fever, cough, but he had to work hard to get used to it, the baby is long and the baby is short, who doesn't have a sweetheart anymore.

What Qin Ting didn't expect was that when he looked up, he saw Jiang Yanzhuo's cheeks were slightly flushed.

When they were not together before, Jiang Yanzhuo would always tease him by surprise, and when he kept talking and behaving intimately, he didn't blush and his heart beat, he was very sophisticated.

Why did he call her baby now? Qin Ting was not doing much, but he was shy.

Qin Ting stretched his brows and eyes, and when he smiled, his dimples were deep and shallow. He put his hands on Jiang Yanzhuo's lap, "Why are you so cute?"

He usually used the word cute to describe Qin Ting. It was the first time he heard someone say that he was cute. Jiang Yanzhuo's forehead twitched. Delicate skin.

"Is it cute? It's cute everywhere."

Qin Ting simply straddled him, "My boyfriend isn't cute."

Jiang Yanzhuo shook his head and said, "My boyfriend is the cutest."

Qin Ting raised his eyebrows, "You're right."

After finishing speaking, he aggressively kissed Jiang Yanzhuo's shoulder, and bit his cool lips hard.

Qin Ting wiped his hair backwards: "What, now you are a villain who steals a handsome man from a good family, do you like it?"

Jiang Yanzhuo looked at his increasingly messy hairstyle. He was extremely cute. He reached out and touched his face, shaking his head: "It's not a robbery, it's famous and rewarding. It's all voluntary by a handsome man from a good family."

Qin Ting sighed and shook his head, "It doesn't seem like a handsome man from a good family, but this is clearly a living fairy with a charming soul."

Jiang Yanzhuo's hand slid down from Qin Ting's face all the way down to his slender and fair neck, and rubbed vigorously. It was obvious to the naked eye that Qin Ting's ears were dyed a little red, and they looked very delicate. of pink.

Qin Ting read a hint of danger in Jiang Yanzhuo's eyes, and before he had time to provoke him back, he was pinned down on the sofa by Jiang Yanzhuo without warning.

Qin Ting's hands and feet were dishonest, and he fumbled around in all kinds of ways: "Ah, you got the wrong script, I'm the one who robbed you."

Jiang Yanzhuo pressed him firmly on the sofa, and looked at him with a relaxed expression: "Good boy, the script doesn't fit the reality, so it has to be replaced."

Qin Ting let out a "ha", and his hands and feet fluttered in vain for a while, but Jiang Yanzhuo's strength was too great, and Qin Ting was pinched to death by him.He seemed to feel that Jiang Yanzhuo's gaze was about to peel him off layer by layer.

Qin Ting showed a sweet smile, and said softly at the end: "Boyfriend, do you want to kiss me? A warm reminder, you seem to have no quota limit now."

Jiang Yanzhuo's Adam's apple slid gently, his voice hoarse, and his hand touched Qin Ting's fair and clean cheek, "Why are you so attractive."

Qin Ting tilted his head and hummed softly, "You didn't teach me..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was completely covered by Jiang Yanzhuo's breath, and rushed in mightily.

This is also the first deep kiss after they officially got together, and all affection no longer needs to be restrained.

This feeling is really amazing.

Fierce liking should be declared in the mouth, but also entrusted to the lips and tongue.

After the tongues touched, the blushing and heartbeating sounds in the room never stopped, from the sound of two people sucking, to Qin Ting's soft moan like a cat meowing.

Qin Ting grabbed Jiang Yanzhuo's hair with his hands, and felt that he was kissing too much, so he pulled it hard.

Jiang Yanzhuo was so hot that he pulled him all over, and after hearing Qin Ting's strong whimper, he reluctantly moved his lips away.

He supported Qin Ting's head with one hand, and his chest heaved violently. Looking at the water marks in Qin Ting's eyes and the red tip of his nose, he suddenly laughed.

"You look like I did something bad to you."

Seeing Jiang Yanzhuo getting up slowly, Qin Ting suddenly chuckled, "Azhuo, what are you hiding from?"

With a clearly innocent tone, Jiang Yanzhuo stared blankly at the playful smile on his face, Qin Ting's beautiful and round almond eyes, the corners of the eyes and the brows seemed to have hooks, directly hooking people's most fragile hearts inside.Let people put it on the softest tip of the heart and wrap it tightly.

Jiang Yanzhuo knew it well, but still asked softly: "Listen to what you are talking about."

Qin Ting bit her bright red lips, her voice seemed to be bewitching, "A Zhuo, haven't you been hiding hard?"

He stretched out his white wrists to grab Jiang Yanzhuo's collar, and hooked his long legs around his body. With both hands and feet, he was pulled down violently.

Without giving Jiang Yan a chance to control his weight, he just fell on Qin Ting's body unexpectedly.

Hearing Qin Ting's painful muffled hum, Jiang Yanzhuo was a little flustered, and wanted to get up to check on his situation, "Listen, are you okay?"

Qin Ting's hands hugged him tightly, without leaving any space between the two of them, revealing the most impulsive and primitive instinct of a man without any concealment.

Qin Ting let go of one hand, and wiped away the physiological tears from the corner of his eyes, Jiang Yanzhuo was indeed too heavy, and he couldn't breathe.

But he did discover something extraordinary.

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