break your waist

Ye Musen squatted down and saw that the red rope that Nini was holding was still dripping.

Nini said in a low voice, "I lost this one. Brother Xingyan went to help me pick it up, but was caught up by the heavy rain."

Ye Musen took the red string pendant from her, got up and went to the tea table to wrap it in a paper towel to absorb the moisture.

Then I folded it back and dried it with a hair dryer, knotted the red rope, and bent over to wrap it around Nini's neck: "I'll keep it safe this time, do you understand?"

Nini nodded obediently.

Ye Musen smiled and touched his sister's little head, when his phone rang suddenly.

His slender fingers swiped to answer: "Hello, Aunt Hui."

Qin Qianhui smiled gently: "Asen, I'm going to enter your community soon, you help me send Nini down."

When Nini heard Qin Qianhui's voice, she tiptoed to check her cell phone.

"Is mom coming to pick me up?"

Ye Musen leaned over, picked her up and sat on his arms, and walked out: "Yes."

"My toys." Nini's little finger pointed to a large pile of things that were packaged and delivered with her in the morning.

"Let's throw the toys here, so that you don't have to pack a big bag and it's like moving."

It's hard for children to give up toys. Seeing that Nini seemed to want to refute, Ye Musen said, "I'll buy you another one that is exactly the same."

Nini just gave up.

Li Xingyan was still taking a shower, and there was the sound of "splashing" water in the bathroom, and he heard the sound of the door being closed.

I don't know what Ye Musen is going out to do.

When Ye Musen carried Nini down to the second floor, Qin Qianhui was already waiting there with the driver.

Nini ran towards Qin Qianhui: "Mom."

This was probably the longest time Nini spent alone with Ye Musen. If Ye Musen cried, Ye Musen would definitely call her.

But from the time she went out in the morning until she came back, the phone has been quiet.

She always hoped that the siblings could get along more, but Ye Musen was busy with work, and he was not very good at raising children.

He just takes Nini to the playground for an hour or two when he is free.

Qin Qianhui felt very relieved, but Ye Musen also found foreign aid this time.

She and Ye Musen said a few more words, and carried Nini into the car: "Say goodbye to brother."

Nini waved vigorously at Ye Musen: "Goodbye, brother."

After saying goodbye, Ye Musen turned and went upstairs.

Nini in the car was telling her mother what she had done that day like a cannonball. She leaned on Qin Qianhui: "Mom, brother Xingyan's cooking is delicious."

Qin Qianhui asked: "Who is Brother Xingyan?"

Nini scratched her temple with her little finger, and said, "It's my brother's 'children'."

After careful questioning, Qin Qianhui realized that Ye Musen couldn't bring the baby with him early this morning, so he specially found a boy to come over.

She shook her head and smiled, as expected, she was still not very good at taking care of children.

Who is Xingyan?

Ye Musen, a person who has not touched the spring water for more than [-] years, is willing to cook with another person.

When Ye Musen returned home, Li Xingyan heard the door open and shouted outside in the steamy bathroom: "Boss Ye, I have no clothes to wear."

Li Xingyan thought that Ye Musen would bring him a shirt to wear like last time, but Ye Musen brought him a bathrobe instead.

The boy hid behind the door and reached out to take it. This bathrobe is very big, it should be Ye Musen's own.

Li Xingyan wiped off his pink body from the steam. The white soft fabric wrapped his body, which was very warm, but Li Xingyan still felt a little dizzy.

It may be because of being exposed to the sun outside and then being drenched in heavy rain, Li Xingyan felt uncomfortable.

He walked out of the bathroom, and Ye Musen sat on the sofa.

"Where's Nini?"

"Go home." Ye Musen looked up.

The slender-boned boy was wearing his large white bathrobe, and Li Xingyan's straight and slender legs were exposed from the hem of the bathrobe.

On the smooth and tender skin at the neckline is a delicate and delicate collarbone, and above that are pink lips.

Ye Musen turned his eyes back to the phone, and he sent a message to his assistant: Buy some clothes and pajamas according to Li Xingyan's size and send them over.

He returned a few more messages, and when he put down his phone, Li Xingyan had already dried his hair and returned to the room.

Li Xingyan closed the door wearily, walked over and lay down on the big bed.

His head seemed to be getting dizzy, and he felt a little tired.

Li Xingyan's eyelids closed slowly uncontrollably. Before his consciousness gradually blurred, he thought: Lie down for a while, I'm afraid to lie down for a while.

Ye Musen sat on the sofa for more than half an hour, but Li Xingyan did not come out.

He walked over and knocked on the door lightly, calling softly: "Xingyan."

no respond.

Ye Musen raised his hand and pushed the door open, and saw Li Xingyan's slender body lying on the pillow, breathing slowly and evenly—he was asleep.

The air conditioner is on at home, and the temperature is low.

Ye Musen walked to the edge of the bed very lightly, knelt on the edge of the bed with one foot, leaned over, picked up the boy, and turned over carefully.

Li Xingyan's body is very soft, it can be bent into any shape as if it has no bones, but it also seems to be very fragile, it will shatter when touched.

Ye Musen tucked him in the quilt, Li Xingyan's face was flushed, he thought it was because of taking a bath.

He closed the door and went out, sitting in the living room watching silent TV.

Another two hours passed, and it was getting dark earlier than usual because of the rain.

Ye Musen glanced at his watch, it was eight o'clock in the evening.

When he entered the room again, Ye Musen realized that something was wrong.

He sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to touch the boy's forehead, which was surprisingly hot.

Ye Musen's heart suddenly tightened, maybe he had a fever.

"Xingyan." Ye Musen shook the boy's shoulder slightly.

Li Xingyan seemed to hear someone calling him in his dream.

But he was weak all over, and his willpower was also very weak, so he couldn't break through that dream and return to reality.

Ye Musen was about to call him again when the phone suddenly rang—it was Liu Yue.

"I have something to do here and I can't come here." Ye Musen didn't wait for Liu Yue to speak, and hung up the phone after speaking quickly.

Liu Yue stood in the lobby on the first floor of the Gejing Club, looking at the phone in a daze: "Fuck, are you doing something? It's not Ye Shao's style to be so anxious."

Since Ye Musen had already said something was up, Liu Yue didn't expect to invite him out again.

He softly whispered in the boy's ear: "Xingyan, wake up, let me take you to the hospital, okay?"

But there was still no movement.

Ye Musen strode out of the bedroom, brought in a set of clothes sent by his assistant, held Li Xingyan in his arms, and reached out to untie the white belt of the bathrobe around his waist.

Slowly pulling away the bathrobe, only to find that the little guy was not wearing anything.

He is thin, his whole body is red, and his waist is too slender, as if it can be filled with one hand.

Then came the Mystery Zone...

Further down are two long and thin legs.

Ye Musen's throat was a little tight, and he pulled a white hooded sweater over Li Xingyan's head.

This reminded him inexplicably of the day when Li Xingyan came to Blue Sky Airlines for an interview.

He was wearing a light blue sweater, his head got stuck when he was taking it off, and he pitifully asked himself to help him.

Now Li Xingyan's whole body is soft, without any support, and he cuddles obediently on Ye Musen's hard and strong chest.

Ye Musen worked clumsily for four or five minutes before putting on the clothes for him.

Li Xingyan's black and curly eyelashes trembled slightly suddenly, and his dry lips were slightly parted.

It was really difficult to wear underwear and jeans. Ye Musen knelt on one leg beside the bed and slowly laid Li Xingyan down.

The man picked up a pair of soft cotton underpants, held Li Xingyan's slender ankles with his big hands, lifted them slightly, and pulled the underpants through his feet.

Li Xingyan's consciousness was hazy, and he felt hands slowly moving up along his legs.

When the inner thigh was tested, the hands stopped.

Because the buttocks were tightly attached to the sheet, Ye Musen couldn't pull it up.

Li Xingyan opened his eyes in fright in an instant, and he could see Ye Musen's sharp and tough profile.

The man frowned slightly and stared at the center of his legs, as if it was the first time to dress someone like this.

I don't know if it's because I can't do anything with that pair of underwear, or if I can't do anything with him.

Li Xingyan was stiff all over, and his face burned even more.

He vaguely heard what Ye Musen said in his ear just now, but the fever stretched the reflex arc too long, and now it reached the nervous system.

So, now Ye Musen wanted to help him dress and take him to the hospital.

The man seemed to be aware of it, and suddenly turned his head to look this way, Li Xingyan closed his eyes reflexively.

Waking up in this situation is too embarrassing, it's almost a death scene.

The corner of Ye Musen's mouth twitched almost imperceptibly.

Then he leaned down, a strong arm passed through Li Xingyan's waist and slightly lifted Li Xingyan's buttocks, leaving a distance from the bed sheet.

With the other hand, he pulled the edge of the panty seam and pulled it up.

During this process, through a thin layer of fabric, Li Xingyan could also feel the man's fingers sliding over his buttocks.

I don't know if it's Ye Musen's fingers or his buttocks, it's so hot that my heart trembles.

Li Xingyan's white and tender toes curled up unconsciously, and veins stretched out on the snow-white instep.

He thought to himself that after Ye Musen dressed him and went out, he would wake up in a lifelike yoyo.

Unexpectedly, after Ye Musen helped him put on his jeans, he picked him up by the waist and walked out.

Li Xingyan's heart was beating like a drum, nestling on the man's strong and fiery chest, Ye Musen's clothes smelled of tobacco.

In the slowly descending elevator, Li Xingyan's burnt-out brain worked hard.

Li Xingyan had no actual experience in pretending to sleep in the past, so he tried hard to recall how it was described in the novels he had read.

Ye Musen looked down at the boy's eyelashes that couldn't stop shaking, and the eyeballs that seemed to be moving crazily under his thin eyelids. He tightened his arms around the boy's waist.

At the same time, Li Xingyan also thought of the "false awakening strategy".

Follow a novel he once read step by step.

Li Xingyan first moved the arm that was originally wrapped around Ye Musen's neck.

According to the novel, at this time another person will look at him because of this slight movement.

Ye Musen seemed to have moved a bit.

Then, Li Xingyan's small head rubbed against Ye Musen's chest again.

The "foreplay" of waking up should be almost the same, and the next step should be officially entered into the key steps.

Li Xingyan thought so in his heart, and even started to stretch...

It's over, it's over, this step of temporarily relying on inspiration is too deliberate...