After being seized by the pillow man

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes and felt all this, that small piece of skin seemed to become scorching hot, the sound of the hair dryer had stopped at some point, his eyelashes trembled violently, the air around him seemed to be robbed, and he could only open his lips Try to draw some air.

Xi Han had already arrived in front of him at some point, they both had the same scent of bath liquid, and they couldn't tell each other apart from the blending of breaths.

……

The knuckles of Yin Yansheng's fingers turned blue and white due to the force, and his thin lips were tightly pressed. He buried his head in the soft pillow, and those breath sounds came from his throat, passed through his lips and tongue, and the down pillow was like a filter. His voice was shattered when it was screened out.

Xi Han has always been unhurried, even at this time he didn't see rudeness or impatience, he just embraced him with peace of mind, he even lowered his eyes and pulled Yin Yansheng's chin to carefully watch his expression, and then adjusted slowly. .

Slow cooking is the most test of human nature.

Like a fish placed on the beach, it was placed on the soft sand, steamed and roasted in the hot sun, and in the end it didn't even have the strength to flick its tail, so it had to breathe heavily with its gills.

There was the sound of Xi Han's breathing next to his ears, and the overhead light was a bit dazzling after staring at it for a long time, as if he had entered a fantasy space, and he could only hear the sound of Xi Han's heartbeat.

Yin Yansheng closed his eyes, feeling warm liquid flowing from the corners of his eyes.

It was too exciting just now, but now his mind is recovering a little bit, like a restart after going through a baptism, physiological tears are the first procedure to start.

The two hugged each other tightly, Xi Han put his palm on Yin Yansheng's back, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt now?" The two of them hadn't been this close for a while.

His voice seemed to seep in from the depths bit by bit through mountains and rivers. Yin Yansheng's eyes were on Xi Han's back. There were a few scratches on his beautiful and thin muscles, as if he was cared about. Chaos. Love When I was fascinated, I stayed wantonly, with a little desire and unspeakable greed.

Secret, yet ambiguous, half-hidden.

Yin Yan said in a deep voice, "It doesn't hurt."

It's just that there is a lazy sleepiness in the body, and exhaustion always follows after having fun.

The broken hair on Xi Han's forehead was soaked with sweat, and his voice was laziness, as he hugged him with his eyes closed.

The moonlight came in through the window, clear gray, like a stream of water pouring out quietly, everything was silent, and it was empty like there were only two people in this world.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, Yin Yansheng's nose was full of Xi Han's breath, cold and clean, like the scent of bamboo and wood.

His eyes fell on Xi Han's face. When the man closed his eyes, he couldn't see the pupils like the deep sea. His eyelashes were very long, covering his eyelids to block all prying eyes. Those desires had faded from his face just now, but now he looked closely There is actually a bit of fickleness.

Yulou is deeply locked in love.

For no reason, Yin Yansheng thought of this phrase, and he didn't know what it meant, but he just felt that he should have a jade tower.

Feeling a line of sight wandering on his face, Xi Han opened his eyes and looked at the people around him. He touched Yin Yansheng's forehead, and said in a low voice, "What are you looking at me for?"

Yin Yansheng subconsciously wanted to rub against his chest, but when he remembered the sweat on his forehead, he gave up and said without words: "I want to take a bath."

Xi Han put his palm on his back and said, "Shall I wash it for you?"

Yin Yansheng couldn't say it, he was not used to asking others to help in this kind of thing, it was just a pleasure, Xi Han was very measured, and he was not so fragile.

and……

Yin Yansheng glanced at the things the two of them had used on the ground. Xi Han usually wears a condom, which is easy to clean.

After the two went to take a bath one after another, they fell asleep together again.

The next day.

When Xi Han woke up, he took his mobile phone to check the time. It was already eight o'clock in the morning. He woke up once in the middle of the night. Last night, Yin Yansheng said that he didn't need to make breakfast today.

He tapped his finger on the screen, and when he saw the hot search on Weibo, his fingertips paused for a few seconds before he clicked. His brows were slightly frowned, as if he had encountered some difficult things.

#蜂诗丹. Let’s leave it at that @江博然#

#The Seven Year Itch#

……

#Wealthy Marriage Change#

#Can a wealthy family marry in the end#

#What did you do on the day you broke up#

The first hot search is Du Shidan's Weibo, followed by several entries, and the bottom few hot searches are also rising upwards. Du Shidan belongs to the first line. These years, he has been speaking with his works, with acting skills and glamorous people, Weibo fans reached more than 7000 million.

Leaving aside the Jiang family, just this celebrity, even if the relationship breaks up after marriage, will maintain the personality of a loving couple. It's like a contract, it's okay not to abide by it, but there's no need to tear it up.

Xi Han clicked on Du Shidan's Weibo.

#Recently I have thought a lot. Before making this decision, I had enough reason and thinking. Thank you Mr. Jiang for his seven years of company. I hope you will take care of yourself in the future.

This divorce copy was edited 10 minutes ago.

Xi Han completely lost his sleepiness. He was used to seeing couples who seem to be in perfect harmony. Such a unilateral divorce was unprecedented in this circle.

Even when Jiang Yu's mother divorced Jiang's father, it took a long time to think about it.

The morning sunlight passed through the gaps in the curtains, half of Xi Han's face was in the dark, and in the half-light, there was a faint feeling of emotionlessness on his body.

After thinking about it, Xi Han dialed Jiang Yu's number.

It took a few seconds to connect. Jiang Yu's voice was very low, as if he was awakened in a dream, so tired that he didn't even have the strength to fight: "Xi Han, I'm here at three o'clock in the morning."

Xi Han narrowed his eyes slightly, and walked out of the bedroom to get a glass of water: "Be patient, you still have an hour and a half to get up again."

He heard a long sigh over there.

The clear water in the glass had some ripples, and Xi Han held it up in the sun and shook it lightly: "Sister-in-law filed for divorce, which was posted directly on Weibo."

"what?"

The tone of voice rose slightly, mixed with some disbelief.

Xi Han understands this surprise. They are used to measuring everything with interests, and their sincerity has become secondary, or in other words, their feelings are insignificant in front of absolute interests.

The eldest brother Jiang Boran married Du Shidan seven years ago. Although there is a marriage protection law and the joint property of husband and wife after marriage, Xi Han knows very well that Du Shidan's divorce will do her no good.

Seven years ago, the board of directors made a decision that Jiang Boran's annual salary was no more than 10 US dollars, and the assets were put into the trust. The settlor and beneficiary were both himself, and Du Shidan would receive a sum of money every month during the marriage.

In other words, if the two really divorce, Du Shidan will not get a penny of the property.

Not only that, her acting career is likely to come to an end.

Jiang Yu was silent for a few seconds, her voice sounded sober: "I really didn't expect that."

Xi Han tapped on the rim of the cup lightly, with a crisp sound.

On the phone that day, the two joked that Jiang Boran and Du Shidan could only make do with it. It was nothing more than an intuition of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages developed over the years. They were used to weighing and choosing, but they forgot that not everyone is like them. like this.

Xi Han drank the water in the cup, and the rim of the cup touched the cabinet, making a dull sound.

The call was over, the phone was put aside, and he stood in front of the window overlooking the whole community.

It's late autumn, the ginkgo leaves have already turned golden, and they float down with the breeze. A few swans on the artificial lake are shaking their feathers. The scene is the same as before, but Xi Han always feels that something is quietly changing.

Yin Yansheng was sitting in the office, and the computer in front of him displayed the recent financial report.

There were a few documents fixed on the table with paper clips. He glanced casually and knew that this was a new project. Yin Yansheng raised his eyes and said to his assistant Xiaowei: "Call Qiao Fei in."

After Xiaowei went out, Qiao Fei, the technical director, came in after a while.

Qiao Fei looked at Manager Yin's face, but he was actually a little apprehensive, probably because of his aura, Yin Yan's voice was usually serious, even if he didn't intend to put on airs to show something deliberately, but when he looked up, there was a kind of awe-inspiring look. mean.

Unexpectedly, Yin Yansheng was very talkative today. After showing him the request of the patron, he only gave him a few words, and then turned his attention to the computer in front of him.

Qiao Fei looked at Yin Yansheng involuntarily, knowing that they were about the same age, but the courage and skill of the other party made people admire him.

Qiao Fei's temperament is actually very Buddhist. When he was in school, he belonged to the kind of person who can do whatever he wants. This is also the current state of many people, but Yin Yansheng is not like this. He belongs to the kind of person who writes desire on his face that kind of people.

Yin Yansheng noticed the gaze on his body, raised his eyes and said, "Are there any questions?"

His eyes were cold, and he spoke without any emotion.

Qiao Fei was taken aback: "No."

He looked at Yin Yansheng hesitantly, and said jokingly: "I just think the male god is very ambitious."

The two were in the same dormitory when they were in college, and Yin Yansheng confessed to the wall at an extremely frequent frequency in the engineering university where wolves were more wolves and less meat, and the dormitory began to call him a male god.

This appellation lasted for four years until it came to an end in June two years ago.

But now Qiao Fei's title seems to bring back the time. Besides the relationship between superiors and subordinates, they are also classmates.

Yin Yansheng's eyes were slightly warmer, and he lowered his eyes and buttoned the pen. The Klein blue was calm and flashing in the sun, a very contradictory color.

"Probably." Yin Yansheng leaned back in the chair slowly.

There are really differences between people. Some people live in common clothes and eat Coke for the rest of their lives, while others prefer to live in high-rise buildings and wear Luo Qi. Yin Yansheng knew very early on that he belonged to the latter.

Maybe it's the insatiable desire to fill, and I always feel that I don't have enough.

Seeing that he was not unhappy, Qiao Fei said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "If you don't take a break for a while, it will appear that we are useless if we work so hard for an excellent person like you."

"I'm excellent?" Yin Yansheng said calmly, "I'm very ordinary."

For the first time, Qiao Fei had nothing to say, because he found that Yin Yansheng's expression was definitely not intentional self-effacing, he really thought so.

"Do you have any misunderstandings about ordinary people?" Qiao Fei said, "I think I'm amazing with an annual salary of 20 yuan for two years after graduation. Like you..." He stroked his chin and commented: "[-]% of the money has already been thrown away. people."

Yin Yansheng said bluntly, "I like money."

Qiao Fei: ...

Talk like he doesn't like it! ! !

#Little Money Nobody Doesn’t Like#

As if seeing Qiao Fei's thoughts, Yin Yansheng didn't know whether to tell others or to himself: "Money can bring me..." After a moment of silence, he said: "Pleasure."

Qiao Fei didn't quite agree: "Isn't there another saying-poor and happy."

Being rich has its benefits, but most people are ordinary people, how can everyone be rich?In other words, if money is really used to talk about happiness, wouldn't most people die in depression? To put it bluntly, money is money, there are good and bad, so there is no need to myth.

The green radish on the window sill is growing gratifyingly, and the thick green leaves are already hanging down with the branches. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is the entire commercial area of ​​Ancheng. In a place full of tall buildings, he heard Yin Yan's voice quietly saying: "If you There is a person you like and want to buy a gift for him, and you see a watch worth 8000 yuan."

"You happen to have 10,000, and you bought the watch, but accidentally found out that he has tens of thousands of dollars for a lighter and [-]+ for a cuff button. Can you give the watch away?"

Qiao Fei was speechless for a moment, his lips moved several times, but he couldn't speak.

Half a ray of sunlight penetrated through the window and shone loosely on Yin Yansheng's body like that, but there was no warmth at all. When his eyebrows swept over, it seemed that there was a piece of ice in it, and his expression couldn't tell whether it was self-deprecating or something else: "Maybe he won't Care, but Qiao Fei—"

"Are you willing to?"

His voice was clearly very soft, but it seemed to hide an inexplicable complexity, but after a moment, there was nothing, and he calmed down when he spoke again: "So, why are you happy?"

The author has something to say:

Yin Yansheng: [Draw a circle]...not happy.

Hey, touch the cub.