After dressing as a sick beauty

, and finally Sheng Rongchuan withdrew his hand just in time before the flame was about to be ignited, and squeezed the back of Zheng Yi's neck with his fingertips to comfort him: "Go into the house, I still want to see your father."

The two of them played in the car yesterday, and the exciting aftertaste has not yet passed away. Zheng Yi couldn't come out for a while, and he couldn't help feeling a little sinking. Desperately: "Okay."

Mrs. Zheng loves cats. She has three big Maine Coons at home. Every evening after dinner, she would go for a stroll in the garden with them. Right now, she just came out of the living room and met two young men.

Sheng Rongchuan was carrying a lot of gift boxes in his hand, and when he saw Mrs. Zheng, he smiled calmly: "Auntie."

Mrs. Zheng had met Sheng Rongchuan before, and knew that he had a very close relationship with her son, but she didn't expect him to come home, so she couldn't help being a little surprised: "Hello."

The three big cats had already run away, Madam Zheng hurriedly asked someone to take care of them, but she turned around and went into the house, ordering the servants to watch tea for Sheng Rongchuan.

After sitting awkwardly in the living room for a few minutes, Zheng Yi said, "Mom, Rong Chuan is here to celebrate Dad's birthday. I'll take him to the study to meet Dad."

Mrs. Zheng was slightly taken aback, and the words "Weasel pays New Year greetings to chicken" were written on her face.Due to etiquette, she still nodded with a smile: "Go ahead. But your dad has had some wine, so be careful with what you say, and don't make him unhappy."

Her reminder was obvious enough. The Sheng family and the Zheng family didn't deal with each other. It was unexpected that Sheng Rongchuan came here today. It's hard to say whether the old man will accept the favor.

"Understood." After Zheng Yi finished speaking, he gave Sheng Rongchuan a look, and the two walked upstairs to the study together.

The arrival of Sheng Rongchuan made Mrs. Zheng uneasy. After sitting in the living room for a few minutes, she was about to go out to the garden to pick up the three little babies. Who knew that before she walked out of the entrance, she heard a riot in the study, like It's the situation where Lao Zheng loses his temper and throws things.

At this moment, she couldn't care about the cat anymore, so Mrs. Zheng hurried to the study, opened the door and saw that there were pieces of porcelain lying on the floor, which was the Ming Dynasty French chrysanthemum pattern vase that Lao Zheng loved most.

Sheng Rongchuan and Zheng Yi stood beside Zheng Lijun, one on the left and the other on the right. Neither of them spoke. The atmosphere in the room was so cold that his breath turned to ice. Mrs. Zheng raised her heart to her throat and was in a dilemma.

Before she had time to figure out the situation, Zheng Lijun pointed at his son and said angrily, "Nizi, say it again!"

Zheng Yi clenched his hands tightly, and after a few seconds, he raised his head and looked at his father: "I like Sheng Rongchuan, and I want to marry him!"

Mrs. Zheng's head buzzed, she looked at her son, then at her husband, and finally at the silent young man, as if someone had poured a pot of old dog's blood on her head, and she couldn't recover for a long time.

Zheng Lijun's "Say it again" was just an angry word. Unexpectedly, his son really said it. He was so angry that he found a whip from the bookcase.

——This whip has not been opened for more than ten years, and this time it was stained with flesh, like a bayonet, and the pain made Zheng Yi teary.

Zheng Lijun was furious, and the sound of the whip breaking through the air sounded again. Zheng Yi tremblingly closed his eyes, but the expected pain did not subside, and instead he was stuck in a firm embrace.

The whip finally fell on Sheng Rongchuan.

Sparks flashed from Zheng Lijun's eyes: "Get out of the way, this is my family business!"

Sheng Rongchuan tilted his head slightly. Although he was wearing a thick down jacket, the whip still made him eat enough: "Even if uncle is angry, he shouldn't beat him like this."

Zheng Lijun was so angry that he almost leaned back: "I'll teach my son a lesson, what's the matter with you?! If you don't get out of the way, I'll beat you too!"

Zheng Yi pushed him, but didn't push him.

Seeing that the two of them flirted with each other in front of his face, the old man shook his whip three times in anger, ripping Sheng Rongchuan's down jacket open.

Mrs. Zheng was brought back to her senses by the sound of whips, and she hurried over to persuade the fight: "Old Zheng, stop beating!"

Zheng Lijun's hand was grabbed by her, so he had no choice but to let it go, and turned to Zheng Yi and said, "I don't care if you like men, but people from the Sheng family can't."

Zheng Yi's eyes were slightly red: "Why! Why do you blame us for the grievances of the older generation! I am going to be with Sheng Rongchuan, you can't separate us! What age is it, and you are still like this? !"

Zheng Lijun almost had a heart attack from his son's anger, and he shook his whip as if he was going to come over again.

Without waiting for his mother to speak, Zheng Yi directly exposed his head from Sheng Rongchuan's arms, and said to his father: "Fight, let's fight. To be honest, I am pregnant, and the child is Sheng Rongchuan's. But I can't guarantee that you will Will the whip kill two people?"

Now it's not just Zheng Lijun's heart that's bad, even Mrs. Zheng, who has a gentle temper, can't stand it anymore. She glared at Zheng Yi and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about! How can a man be pregnant!"

Zheng Yi snorted: "How is it impossible? I conceived with technology, didn't I expect it? If you don't agree, I will talk about it on the Internet. Within three days, it will be known to everyone."

Zheng Lijun rolled his eyes in anger: "Are you still shameless?!"

"When am I going to face off?"

Sheng Rongchuan stared down at him, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.The wound that was pulled out through the down jacket began to hurt. Sheng Rongchuan frowned slightly, hiding all his emotions, turned around and promised Zheng Lijun: "Uncle, I will treat Zheng Yi well, and I will not let him suffer any grievances."

Zheng Lijun gasped, his hands trembling slightly.Seeing that the situation was wrong, Mrs. Zheng immediately hugged her husband, and said to Sheng Rongchuan without looking back: "Stop talking, you two go out first!"

Sheng Rongchuan smelled the alcohol in the room, and knowing that this was not the time to argue, he dragged Zheng Yi out of the study.

The two of them probably expected this kind of result long ago, so they both readily accepted it. Now that their birthday is also celebrated, Zheng Yi doesn't want to stay at home any longer, and walks out with fingers intertwined with Sheng Rongchuan.

Walking to the entrance, Zheng Lijun's voice came from the stairs: "You son of a bitch, where are you going?!"

Zheng Yi turned around and confronted his father: "Elope."

Zheng Lijun has never been as angry as he is today in his life. If he hadn't had handrails beside him, he might not be able to stand still.After a while, he said sharply: "If you dare to step out of this door today, don't recognize me as a father in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Zheng quickly persuaded her son: "Xiaoyi is obedient, go back to the room quickly!"

Zheng Yi turned around and left without thinking, but was grabbed by Sheng Rongchuan.

"What are you doing?"

Sheng Rongchuan said softly: "Go back first, don't disobey your father."

Zheng Yi was displeased: "You don't want to go with me?"

Sheng Rongchuan clasped his hands tightly: "I just don't want you to get into trouble with your family. The most important thing in a relationship is to get the support of your parents. Now is not the time to get angry with your elders. Don't worry, I will let your father accept me. Today is your dad's birthday, it's my fault for making him angry, go back and apologize for me—be obedient."

He originally planned to touch Zheng Yi's face intimately as usual, and give him a kiss by the way, but now is obviously not the time to do these things, the old man's gaze is more serious than any cold weapon, and he can't wait to abduct his son The culprit poked holes all over.

Zheng Yi let go of his hand and reluctantly went back to the bedroom.

However, what Zheng Lijun didn't expect was that Zheng Lijun actually locked him in the bedroom and confiscated all communication equipment, turning him into a caveman overnight, unable to find any entertainment other than watching TV.

Zheng Yi wanted to make trouble, but he couldn't even get out of his own bedroom, there was nowhere to make trouble.

Two nights later, while everyone was asleep, he imitated the style in the movie, spliced ​​sheets together to form an escape rope, tied it to the foot of the bed, and sneaked downstairs along the window.

The plan was implemented quickly, and it was especially suitable for escape at night.

But when he slid halfway, he suddenly remembered that there was a pond under his room. In the winter, if he fell into it, he would freeze to death if he didn't drown.

The cold wind was blowing down his neck, and Zheng Yihang was struggling in mid-air, in a dilemma.

Damn, why do other people's love go so smoothly, but here I have a sadomasochistic relationship!

Zheng Yi couldn't help but spit, gritted his teeth, and finally had no choice but to crawl back into the house cruelly.

After another two days of stalemate, Mrs. Zheng did not know how many times she came to persuade her son: "Son, don't get angry with your father. If you admit your mistake to him, the story will be over. Mr. Sheng There are a lot of these types in Jiangcheng, if you really like them, mom will arrange a blind date for you, so why hang on to the tree of the Sheng family and not let go?"

Zheng Yi sighed: "Mom, if you don't understand, I'll just take a fancy to Sheng Rongchuan, and I won't catch anything else."

"It's not that you don't know your father's temper." Mrs. Zheng held her son's hand, her face full of embarrassment, "Our relationship with the Sheng family will not change overnight. Don't say that your father is wrong with you and Sheng Rongchuan." Agree, I am afraid that the Sheng family will not let go easily, even if you are with Sheng Rongchuan, the people of the Sheng family will still make things difficult for you, how can you let your father and mother rest assured?"

Zheng Yi lowered his eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "I live with Sheng Rongchuan, not with his parents. I don't care if they make things difficult for me. If I don't show up at Sheng's house, I'll be fine?"

Mrs. Zheng shook her head helplessly: "Naive. Since your father's birthday last time, Sheng Rongchuan has never been here again. You may not be that important to him."

Zheng Yi's heart was shaken by these words, but he knew Sheng Rongchuan's temperament best, and he would not easily do things that start chaotically and end up giving up.

If you don't show up for a long time, you must be planning something.

Hehe, this man is very smart.

On Saturday morning, Zheng Yishang was asleep when he was suddenly awakened by a hasty knock on the door. He went to open the door with his messy hair, and an elegant smell of perfume came over his face.

Mrs. Zheng stood outside the door with exquisite makeup and bright clothes, and said in a gentle voice: "The Sheng family is here, you should wash up and come downstairs."

After being locked up for ten days, this was the first time Zheng Yi stepped out of the bedroom.

This time, besides Sheng Rongchuan, the two elders of the Sheng family also came.

Father Sheng got straight to the point and didn't even say too many polite words: "Mr. Zheng, my husband and I brought our dog and son here to propose marriage. What advice do you have?"

Zheng Lijun's face was darker than the bottom of the pot: "Dream!"

Zheng Yi felt that his father was so unreasonable, but he didn't dare to take the rebellious offender as a public figure, so he could only keep it in his heart, and settle the account with his father after the guests left.

Sheng's father's personality is somewhat similar to Sheng Rongchuan's, as if he was not surprised by the answer, with a calm smile on his face: "No hurry, the children are still young, Mr. Zheng can think about it for a while."

The marriage proposal this time undoubtedly failed. Zheng Lijun didn't want to resolve the conflict with the Sheng family at all, nor did he want to become a relative with the Sheng family, so he drove him away after a few words of cynicism.

Mrs. Zheng was quite surprised that the Sheng family couple not only agreed to the matter of the two children, but also came to propose marriage in person.

After arguing with his father to no avail, Zheng Yi returned to the lonely life of confinement.But before Sheng Rongchuan left, he secretly stuffed him with a mobile phone, which contained a newly applied WeChat account, which could avoid the old man's surveillance and engage in underground affairs.

Little Baby: Chuan, how did you persuade your parents?

Sheng Rongchuan: I said that you are pregnant with my child, and now the flesh and blood of the Sheng family are wandering outside, and they are in urgent need of his second elder's rescue.

Baby:……

Baby: Can you be more serious?

Soon, Sheng Rongchuan confessed honestly: They won't interfere in my marriage, but they don't want to come to Zheng's house to talk to your dad either. It took me a few days to get results. How about it, is it sincere enough?

Little Baby: ... Sincerely.

So what, he was sent away by his father in the end.

Zheng Yi gets angry when he thinks about it, he thinks his father is too feudal, he is simply a tyrant!

I thought this matter would be serious, but Sheng's father blocked Zheng Lijun's company every day. Whenever he saw Lao Zheng, he kept talking about the marriage of the two children.

At first Zheng Lijun didn't want to talk to him, but who knew that the old Sheng family was so shameless that he asked someone to pull a banner, and Zheng Yi didn't need to publicize it on the Internet before everyone knew about it.

Zheng Lijun couldn't bear it, so he could only nod in response.

Zheng Yi was rolling on the ground laughing after learning about this. Who would have thought that the calm and steady Sheng Rongchuan would have the father of an old urchin who would even pull a banner!Just don't be too childish!

So rolling, he rolled to Zheng Lijun's feet.

Zheng Yi: "..."

Zheng Lijun: "..."

The author has something to say:

Damn it, it's hilarious again!How obsessed I am with men having children!

51. Extra Story [-]

The grassland in July is as beautiful as an oil painting falling into the world. When the wind blows green waves, the vast expanse of thick ink and color seems to spread from the sky.

The morning dew hangs on the tip of the grass, and the breeze is wrapped in a thick fragrance of fragrant grass. The surroundings of the yurt are full of unknown flowers, blooming smiling faces in the golden morning sun.

Xiao Yu was pulled out of the yurt with fluffy hair, with a hazy sleepiness on his face, and his beautiful brows were huddled, obviously because of the displeasure caused by getting up.

"Who travels like you, doesn't get enough sleep at night, and continues to sleep during the day." Mu Jing combed his hair with his fingers, with a hint of complaint, "Let's go eat something, and we will go to worship Obao in a while."

Xiao Yu stared at him dissatisfied: "Isn't it honeymoon, how did it become a tourist?"

Mu Jing was annoyed by him: "So, in your heart, the honeymoon is to sleep in another place?"

Xiao Yu snorted softly.

After breakfast, the chartered driver came to pick them up on time.

The driver is a middle-aged uncle, with a slightly fat face with the enthusiasm unique to grassland people, talking about Aobao related matters along the way.Xiao Yu had never been to the grassland, and was full of curiosity about many things, but he listened very carefully.

Aobao was built on the highest point of the grassland, and it can be seen from a distance that it is covered with colorful ribbons, entrusting the blessings of the gods.

After Xiao Yu got off the car, he stopped and stared at the pile of stones not far away. He didn't recover from his stupefaction until he was held by a warm and strong hand.

The summer breeze of the grassland is cool and presumptuous, stirring the hair on the temples of tourists amidst the laughter and prayers.

Xiao Yu pressed the broken hair on his forehead with his free hand, trying to make his hairstyle look cool.From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of Mu Jing with a solemn face, and couldn't help but hook his palm with his fingers, quickly attracting the other's attention.

"What are you thinking, so fascinated."

"Pray." Mu Jing clenched the hand that was about to move, "Isn't it just to pray for the blessing of the gods when you come to Aobao?"

Xiao Yu snorted lightly, pressed her hair and continued to walk forward.

Mu Jing's eyes stopped on him, and he asked, "Could it be that Boss Xiao has nothing to ask for?"

"Of course there is."

"What is it?"

"You are not a god, why should I tell you?"

"Then let me guess - is it praying that you will love me forever, never leave, sing and sing every night, and the clouds and rains will continue?"

Xiao Yu's ears suddenly turned red, and his eyes as bright as stars were shining with fire: "Put on some pants, don't be flirtatious!"

After paying homage to Obo, the two went to the viewing platform for a while, and then rushed to Manzhouli with the local motorcade at noon.

The bright sun shines on the Ergun River, reflecting a dazzling brilliance.The green and lush grassland is full of sheep, as if the clouds in the blue sky have descended into the world.

The winding prairie road stretches into the distance, and Xiao Yu is lying on the car window admiring the scenery outside the window. The light yellow T-shirt is blown against her body by the wind, outlining her slender waist.

Mu Jing's gaze was glued to him, and his throat was slightly astringent.

"Ayu," the man in the shirt looked uncomfortable, "I haven't had sex for a long time."

Xiao Yu looked back at him: "Then let's have roasted whole lamb tonight, I treat you."

Mu Jing stared at him with the eyes of a fool, and it took a long while before a word slipped out of his throat: "En."

After arriving at the destination, the two chose a resting place at the Matryoshka Hotel, and it was already 06:30 in the evening after checking in.Mu Jing originally wanted to take a shower before going out to eat, but considering Xiao Yu was clamoring for food all the way, he could only take him first.

Manzhouli borders Russia, and there are many Russian restaurants in the city, among which Lubri Western Restaurant is the most famous.As soon as the guests entered the restaurant, Russian girls in exotic long dresses came to greet them immediately.

The restaurant is magnificent, whether it is the plates, tables, chairs or various decorations, they all have a strong Russian flavor. If you look closely, it looks like an abstract foreign oil painting.

There were quite a few guests dining here during this time period, and the two of them came at the right time, and a private room happened to be vacant upstairs, which saved the noise and commotion.

The private room was extremely quiet, and the vase on the dining table was filled with a beautiful pink snow mountain. Under the dim and ambiguous light, it seemed that even the air was filled with the fragrance of roses.

The waiter thoughtfully opened the seats for the two of them, and then handed over the menu.

Xiao Yu is very hungry now, but he doesn't want to let it go, so he took the menu and pondered for a long time before ordering a few satisfactory dishes.

Lubri cheese buns, charcoal-grilled sausages, and queen salad are the signatures of the restaurant, and the red cabbage soup and skewers are naturally not to be missed. Finally, it is served with home-brewed beer, which is considered a worthy trip.

The waiter said that it would take about half an hour to wait for the meal, and Xiao Yu was already dizzy and dizzy from hunger, lying motionless on the table.Mu Jing took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it over. After Xiao Yu finished eating, he managed to feel alive.

"Where do you want to go tonight?"

"Emmm... Let me think about it... Guomen, Beihu Park, Wedding Palace, Mammoth Park, huh..." Looking up to meet Mu Jing's slightly squinted eyes, Xiao Yu swallowed the following words abruptly, "Then Go back to the hotel and sleep."

Mu Jing's expression suddenly cleared up.

Xiao Yu couldn't help giving him a blank look: Heh, dog man, bad thoughts are all written on his face, I guess if you go to search now, you can find two condoms from his pocket!

At a quarter to seven, the chef enters the box to serve the dishes.

The chef of the Lubri restaurant is a Russian, with a cold white skin, a tall figure, handsome and profound features, and a vigorous and heroic posture unique to a fighting nation.

Lured by the aroma of food, Xiao Yu didn't notice that the Russian chef was staring at him until he asked "Are you Chinese setourists?" He raised his head suspiciously, looked into those amber eyes, and said Mechanically nodded.

The chef bent down in a gentlemanly manner, and put a very light kiss on his hand: "It's an honor to serve you, my sir."

Xiao Yu was choked by his poor Chinese, and hastily withdrew his hand, pulling out a polite smile: "You, you're welcome."

After the chef left, Xiao Yu opened a can of beer and handed it to Mu Jing, but found that the other party's face was extremely ugly, and he couldn't help but asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Are you hungry? Then hurry up and eat something before drinking."

Mu Jing took the beer and put it aside, and said with a smile: "Ayu is still so good at attracting bees and butterflies."

Xiao Yu didn't want to argue with him at the moment, she ate and drank alone, trying to fill her mouth as much as possible, so as not to have a chance to quarrel.

After getting rid of the root of the disease, Xiao Yu lived a more reckless life. He obviously didn't hold a lot of alcohol, but he still liked to drink. After two cans of beer, he couldn't find his way.

When leaving the restaurant, the Russian chef came over to say hello to him. Before Xiao Yu could respond, he heard Mu Jing say something to the other party in Russian and raised his hand.

The chef apologized and left. Xiao Yu didn't understand the situation, so he couldn't help being curious: "What are you two talking about?"

Mu Jing walked out with his arms around him, his tone slightly displeased: "What do you think I will tell him?"

Xiao Yu leaned against him feeling dizzy from drinking, and said with a light smile, "Husband, you are really jealous."

Mu Jing: "..."

It was approaching eight o'clock at this time, and the sky had not yet faded. This city full of Renaissance flavor was already covered with golden lights, and the cool night wind shuttled through it, stirring up a luxurious atmosphere.

There was a faint smell of beer in the air, unconsciously added a little bit of drunkenness, Xiao Yu suddenly felt dizzy, and simply flung himself into Mu Jing's arms, not planning to leave.

Mu Jing hugged him, and was about to stop the car and go back to the hotel.

"If I don't take the car, I'm dizzy." Xiao Yu buried his whole face in the other person's chest, and the hot air he exhaled penetrated into his heart through the thin fabric, making the person unsteady.

Mu Jing asked him: "It's five kilometers away from the hotel. Could it be that you plan to let me carry you back?"

Xiao Yu raised his head suddenly, his eyes were covered with water vapor, like two peeled grapes, crystal clear: "Carry me on your back."

The difference in height between the two is not obvious, this time Xiao Yu is lying in Mu Jing's arms in a half-snuggling position, which makes the height difference extraordinarily large.Especially when he raised his head and talked to people, it looked like he was acting like a baby.

——He really likes to act like a baby when he is drunk, and he has a temptation that is not easily seen in normal times.

Mu Jing didn't reject him, but he didn't forget to make an equivalent exchange: "It's not impossible to carry you back."

After a slight pause, he coaxed, "However, you have to agree to all the requests I make tonight."

Xiao Yu's brain slowed down, and it took several seconds to react.

This man has roughly experienced the methods used on him, the exciting and gentle ones, there is really no need to be afraid, so Xiao Yu readily agreed.

After the two parties reached an agreement, Mu Jing immediately turned around and squatted down slightly, so that the little bastard could lie on him.

"You can't go back on your word."

"Whoever regrets who is a puppy!"

The night was getting darker, and the cold wind was blowing from the wilderness, pulling the temperature difference in the city to the maximum.The air is filled with the fragrance of green grass brought from afar, and the exuberant midsummer breath is lingering under the starry sky, stirring the heartbeat in the depths of the soul.

Xiao Yu lowered her head, put her face on Mu Jing's neck, touched his ear with the tip of her nose, opened her lips slightly, and sprayed hot air together: "Honey."

"Ok?"

"Mu Jing."

"what happened?"

"Mu Jing."

"Well, I'm here."

"Mu Jing."

"here I am."

"Mu Jing, Mu Jing, Mu Jing."

"It's here, it's here."

The dark yellow street lamps are shining brightly, reflecting a little old texture, Xiao Yu buried his head even lower, hiding in the depths of the shadows, even if his eyelashes were covered with water mist, it would not be easy to be noticed.

The figures of the two overlapped, and they were extraordinarily slender under the light.

After he yelled a few times, he stopped talking, and Mu Jing didn't ask any further questions, just quietly walked to the hotel with his back on his back, and he got the wolf-like eyes of many young girls along the way.

The five-kilometer journey is neither long nor short. Walking back on foot is already tiring, and this time you have to carry a big man weighing more than 100 kilograms. Even if Mu Jing is a superhuman hero, he will be tired.

In the end Xiao Yu couldn't bear it anymore and struggled to get off his back.

At around 09:30, the two of them finally returned to the hotel. Even though the night was cool, Xiao Yu was still covered in sweat. As soon as he entered the room, he couldn't wait to slip into the bathroom to take a shower.

Not surprisingly, Mu Jing also followed in.

Not surprisingly, the two lit a fire inside.

As Mu Jing said, he really hasn't eaten meat for a long time.At the end of last month, Xiao Yu had just completed the operation, and came to the grassland not long after recovering.During that time, they've done it more times than they can count on one hand.

The two tossed in the bathroom for a long time, and when they came out, Xiao Yu had no strength left, his legs were almost sore and numb from standing for a long time, and as soon as he got on the bed, he couldn't wait to wrap himself tightly with the quilt, and looked at him vigilantly Staring at Mu Jing, afraid that he scored twice.

Mu Jing smiled and planted a kiss on his eyelids, and said with a soft tone like a feather: "You said that you will agree to all my requests tonight."

"I've been here three times. You don't have a kidney deficiency, I'm still weak!" Those beautiful eyes hadn't escaped from the lust, and there was a little mist at the end of the red eyes, which fluttered with the trembling of the eyelashes. Intriguing.

Mu Jing simply wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and stretched the lines of his upper body to the extreme when propped up on the bed.

Xiao Yu stared at him a few times, the strong hormones crashed into his brain, and the residual alcohol in his body seemed to be stimulated at this moment, making him dizzy and confused.

In order to ensure that he could walk normally tomorrow, Xiao Yu moved his eyes away in time and covered his head tightly with the quilt to prevent the flame from burning again.

While he was thinking wildly, the man on the head of the bed had left at some point. Xiao Yu looked around suspiciously. Within a few seconds, the man came back with his upper body naked, but with a small hand in his hand. toolbox.

"What is this?" Xiao Yu wondered, then his face changed drastically, and he said in surprise, "You want to kill me?!"

Mu Jing ignored him, just put the box on the bed, and then opened it leisurely, revealing a bunch of unpredictable tools.

Xiao Yu stretched his neck curiously, and asked, "What is this?"

Mu Jing raised his eyes, his eyes fell on his skin full of hickey marks, and he replied lightly: "Things for tattoos."

"..." Xiao Yu retracted into the quilt dully, "Are you going to get it for me?"

"Ah."

"No! It hurts!"

"You said you would agree..."

"I regret it! You played so wildly, please forgive me for not being with you!"

Mu Jing moved closer to him, pulled him into his arms, and coaxed him softly, "Honey, you can't keep your word."

"I……"

"You are my rose, and I want you to leave a trace of a rose on your body." Mu Jing lowered his head to kiss him, and the small words overflowed from his lips and teeth intermittently, "The tattoo is on the ground that I can see when I lower my head." place."

Xiao Yu was so bewildered by the kiss, she had the tendency to compromise: "But, it will hurt..."

"It doesn't hurt." Mu Jing ended the kiss, and continued to seduce him with a hoarse voice, "Just one tattoo, okay?"

Xiao Yu gritted his teeth: "Where is the tattoo?"

The so-called places that can be seen when you lower your head, there are really too many places...

Mu Jing raised his lips: "The base of the legs, or the back of the waist."

Xiao Yu: "...you fucking!"

The hot flames boiled from the base of the ears and spread all the way to the neck.

In the end, he chose to have it tattooed on his lower back.

Tattoos will hurt, but the pain is within the range that Xiao Yu can bear. He lay quietly on the bed, his fingers clenched the sheets, and he gritted his teeth to bear it.

His back was covered with ambiguous red marks, like peach blossoms blooming in early spring, beautiful and bright.

However, compared to the gradually forming fiery red rose, these colors are too light and vulgar.

Time passed quietly, Xiao Yu's stamina was gradually exhausted, he couldn't help turning around and urging: "Are you ready?"

"Don't move." Mu Jing pressed gently with his wrist, "It will be fine soon."

Xiao Yu got down again, and after a while, he asked again: "How can you even know this skill? I don't know how many surprises you have?"

Mu Jing smiled and said, "For you, I am willing to learn anything."

Xiao Yu: "..."

A rich and beautiful red rose bloomed in the waist, like a red plum in the snow, delicate and charming.

——The thorn is here, so you can see it every day when you lower your head.

The two played in Manchuria for three days, then returned to the grassland to stay for a few days, then set off to travel east, and returned to Jiangcheng after nearly half a month of playing in the northeast.

The summer in Jiangcheng was unbearably hot, Xiao Yu rarely went out after returning to the city, occasionally went to the studio, or went back to Xiao's house for a few days, trying to survive the hottest month.

Lin Yanyan's comics are still being serialized. During the months when Xiao Yu was in a coma, she changed the story to the life and death of the two main characters. It built tall buildings, and even accounted for two trending searches, and its popularity was comparable to Pei Jingzhou's new play.

Since the protagonist of the comics is by her side these days, Lin Yanyan seized the opportunity to dig deeper into the plot and spare no effort to sprinkle sugar.

Xiao's villa is facing the mountain, and the temperature is very cool after nightfall.It was rare for Chen Ruhua not to go out to play mahjong after dinner today, but to walk in the garden with her new baby Satsuma.

The garden is full of seasonal flowers, colorful, especially magnificent under the reflection of the street lamps in the courtyard.

Little Satsuma is full of energy, running wildly, Chen Ruhua is very indulgent to it, even if she accidentally destroys her beloved flowers, she will not complain and blame it, and occasionally rewards it with jerky.

At some point, Xiao Yu also came to the garden, and the little Samo spread joy at his feet, and after being stroked, he simply lay on the ground revealing his soft belly for him to touch as much as he could.

When Chen Ruhua walked in a cheongsam, she was extraordinarily elegant, and even the smile on her face was a bit more dignified: "Why don't you go play games with your brother?"

"He works overtime in the study, I don't want to disturb him."

Chen Ruhua paused, as if trying to find a topic, and asked after a few seconds, "Is Mu Jing coming tonight?"

"Well, come on." Xiao Yu gently rubbed the puppy's belly, "Ronghe is bidding again recently, he is very busy, and he probably won't get off work until very late."

When he got up, seeing Chen Ruhua's hesitant expression, he couldn't help but wondered, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Ruhua looked at him with sparkling eyes: "Ayu, what happened back then, I actually—"

"Mom." Probably guessing what she was going to say, Xiao Yu interrupted in time, "Mu Jing and I are having a good time, don't worry."

Chen Ruhua's expression flickered, and he patted his arm with a smile: "That's good."

The words of the two were hidden by the night, and what was also hidden by the night was the old incident.

Three years passed in a flash.

Jiangcheng has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past three years. The commercial district of the pedestrian street has been completed and officially put into use at the end of last year. Several projects in the West City have also been successively competed by Ronghe. With the support of the government, progress is very fast. fast.

Xiao Yu's studio has expanded several times, and now it has become a small company. He is no longer as idle as before, and now spends a lot of time in the company.

Sheng Rongchuan and Zheng Yi are currently residing in London and have no plans to return to China in the short term. Apart from video chatting with them, Xiao Yu can only meet in the game.

After dinner, Xiao Yu made a video call to Mu Jing who was far away in Southeast Asia.

At the beginning of this year, Ronghe established a branch in Singapore. Since the future of the new company was unknown, Mu Jing was required to sit in charge in person, and it took more than four months to go there.

The phone rang for a long time before it was connected. Mu Jing appeared in the camera with sweat profusely and a towel around his neck. He seemed to be in good health.

Xiao Yu couldn't help teasing him: "You're already quite tired, and instead of catching up on sleep every day, you waste your time on fitness, aren't you stupid?"

Mu Jing opened a can of energy drink and drank it, and said solemnly: "I'm over 30, if I don't take good care of my body, how can I keep your body and mind?"

"..."

Mu Jing is quite a coquettish person, not good at talking nasty words, usually he will directly use his thoughts on the bed, for him, this level of ambiguous words is no different from nasty words, so Xiao Yu couldn't help but listen to it. The ground turned red, and even the color of the neck changed.

After he finished his drink, the two exchanged a few more casual words, and soon, Xiao Yu put the topic on the right track: "The e-sports industry has developed very well in recent years, and I want to create a team."

Mu Jing heard him talk about this several times, and replied: "Yes, yes."

"Do you have any advice for me?"

"I have no opinion, but there is quite a lot of money, do you want it?"

"..."

Seeing him deflated, Mu Jing stopped teasing him, and said seriously: "To be honest, I want to join your team."

"why?"

Mu Jing laughed: "We are a couple, isn't it reasonable to have a common property?"

Xiao Yu didn't speak, so it was a tacit consent.

The two chatted one after another, and finally ended the call when Xiao Yu's cell phone ran out of battery.

It was already past ten o'clock, Xiao Yu took a shower and was about to go to bed, when he suddenly remembered that Mu Jing's birthday would be two days away, after thinking for a moment, he immediately grabbed his mobile phone from the bedside table and booked a flight ticket to Singapore.

There are only two flights from Jiangcheng to Singapore, Xiaoyu catches up