wood, bring me here

The man held Li Jie's Weiliang hand, ready to put the ring on his middle finger.

"Idiot, it's the ring finger."

Qin Shaoyang has also been married once, and of course he understands the meaning of the ring finger.

Hearing what Li Jie said, he blushed: "Brother, this..."

Li Jie rolled his eyes: "If you call your ring finger, it's your ring finger. There's so much nonsense."

"it is good."

The man nodded happily, slipped the dark silver ring onto Li Jie's ring finger, and then kissed on the ring.

Now, it was Li Jie's turn to blush.

Put it on and put it on, why is it so disgusting, but it really looks good when you wear it.

With the help of the street lamp, Li Jie looked at his hand. There was a dark silver simple ring on his fair finger, which had a faint color under the reflection of the street lamp.

Holding the corner of his mouth proudly, Li Jie said to the man, "Stretch out your hand."

The man stretched out his hand, and Li Jie helped him put it on.

Worn up to the knuckles, stuck.

The man rubbed the back of his head and said awkwardly, "Brother, I'm sorry, my fingers are too thick..."

Li Jie: "..."

The man said shyly, "I'll wear it on my little finger."

Li Jie rolled his eyes at the man: "Forget it, go back and find a rope to hang around your neck."

"Ok."

The man put the ring in his palm, and a warm current slowly flowed through his heart.

The sky began to snow.

Little crystal snowflakes fell from the dark blue night sky, falling on the black hair and body.

Li Jie glanced at the sky, and said to the man: "It's snowing, let's go back quickly, today's gift is owed first."

"it is good."

Pedestrians on the street also began to walk hurriedly, and some street vendors held up big umbrellas, still shouting for business in the cold wind.

The two quickened their pace and walked back. Qin Xiaoyang had just been massaged by a beautiful woman, and he was in a particularly good mood. Regardless of the snow, he ran happily on the ground, and the man almost couldn't pull him.

Suddenly, Qin Xiaoyang seemed to smell something, and ran towards a place.

"Xiaoyang, run slowly."

Qin Shaoyang pulled hard from behind, trying to slow down its speed, but Qin Xiaoyang rushed forward as if he had taken a stimulant, throwing Li Jie far away.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, Qin Xiaoyang ran to the corner of the street, stopped, and yelled "Wow" there twice.

Qin Shaoyang looked at the corner. Under the street lamp, a little girl about seven or eight years old was standing against the corner, holding a rose tightly in her hand.

The little girl was thin and small, dressed in a gray cotton padded jacket, shivering in the cold wind.

Seeing Qin Shaoyang, the girl's black eyes suddenly lit up: "Sir, do you want to buy flowers?"

The little girl's voice was timid, and her dirty little face was flushed red from the cold, but she still held the rose tightly in her hand.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Qin Shaoyang felt sore, and quickly asked, "How much?"

"Three yuan a flower."

Qin Shaoyang took out his wallet, and his eyebrows furrowed when he saw the bag in the girl's other hand from the corner of his eyes.

In such a world of ice and snow, she still has so many flowers here. Valentine's Day roses should be very popular, but this sudden snowstorm will definitely drive away a lot of business.

This girl is so small and so pitiful, Qin Shaoyang asked: "How many more do you have here?"

The little girl opened the bag, and a whole bag of red roses caught their eyes.

"Sir, if you buy five, I can give you one."

"No, according to the price of a single stick, I bought them all."

Qin Shaoyang took out three old man's heads and handed them to the little girl.

The little girl was very surprised, and shook her head hastily: "Sir, it doesn't take so much money."

Qin Shaoyang smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, you can go buy some food for the rest."

The little girl raised her head and looked at Qin Shaoyang gratefully: "Thank you, sir."

"No thanks, it's such a cold day, you should go back quickly."

Qin Shaoyang took the bag containing roses from the little girl's hand, and pulled Qin Xiaoyang just as he was about to walk back.

"Qin Shaoyang."

A familiar voice, a pleasant timbre rose behind him.

Qin Shaoyang turned sideways, staring at the man intently.

Xin's long figure, black hair, and bright eyes are so eye-catching in the wind and snow.

"Running so fast, I almost lost you."

Li Jie stared at Qin Xiaoyang, panting slightly.

The corners of Qin Shaoyang's lips curled up slightly, and he walked towards Li Jie with the bag.

"Brother, it's for you."

Qin Shaoyang sent the bag to Li Jie.

"What? Why put it in such an old bag?"

Li Jie grunted and opened the bag.

A bag full of roses lay quietly in the bag, exuding a pleasant fragrance.

"Brother, there was a little flower seller just now. I thought she was pitiful, so I bought all the flowers. The bag was a bit dirty, so don't hold it against me."

Li Jie stared at the roses, raised his brows and eyes slightly: "The packaging is a bit poor, but for the sake of your sincerity, I will accept this gift."

"Thank you bro."

"I've given all the presents, so why should I thank you?" Li Jie, with red ears, grabbed Qin Shaoyang's hand: "I'm going home."

The warm palm touched the cool fingers, and the fingers interlocked. Qin Shaoyang said in a low voice: "Brother, happy Valentine's Day."

"You too."

When the two returned home, Li Jie spread out a large bag of roses on the table and counted them, no more, no less, exactly 99 roses.

He found a big vase, filled it with water, put the roses in it, and placed it in the center of the dining table.

The porcelain white vase with fiery red roses is very beautiful.

The man found a leather rope, threaded the ring into it and hung it around his neck.

Qin Xiaoyang's body was covered with snow water, Li Jie took it to the bathroom and rinsed it, and when he came out, he saw Qin Shaoyang tidying up his things and preparing to leave, his slender eyebrows knit together.

I just praised the man in my heart for being more romantic than before, but looking at it now, I didn't improve at all.

How can there be any reason for lovers not to be together on Valentine's Day?This piece of wood is still so boring.

Whoever let himself fall in love with such a rigid and dull piece of wood, this is his fate.

Li Jie complained weakly in his heart, and then said: "Don't leave today."

The man froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "OK."

Seeing the strange smile of the man, Li Jie felt like a little white rabbit that fell into the mouth of a tiger.

When the two of them came out of the bathroom together, Li Jie really felt that this man was a master at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

As long as I have sex with him, the usual simple and honest look will disappear at this moment.

Although men are animals that think with their lower body, it is true that I and him have not had that much for some days.But this guy is too exaggerated, as soon as he touches himself, he turns into a wolf, presses himself on the tiles and fucks himself to death, wishing to squeeze himself dry, regardless of whether he can bear it.

Harmonious sex/life is necessary for a happy life, but this man is simply a bird/beast that can't be fed enough. If I continue to follow him like this, one day I will have to fuck up and die.

Li Jie leaned against the man's arms, staring gloomily.

His eyes were red, his lips were red and swollen from kissing for a long time, and there were obvious red marks on the exposed parts of his body.

The man looked refreshed, looked at the person in his arms, and asked softly, "Brother, are you alright?"

Li Jie rolled his eyes.

How can it be all right, you can take a giant massage/massage/stick and insert your own chrysanthemum with maximum power for an hour, and you are guaranteed to cry from the pain.

Li Jie pursed his lips, frowned and said: "Qin Shaoyang, can't you take it easy? It's not that there will be no chance in the future, how can you be so vicious. You care about yourself and don't care if I am comfortable or not. Look at me I feel bad all over now..."

The man apologized slightly: "Brother, I'm sorry, I was too excited just now, I couldn't hold it back for a while, it hurt you, I will take it easy later."

Fuck it, it's still coming.

Li Jie almost fainted, why is this guy even more animal/beast than a bird/beast, haven't I fed him enough yet?Could it be that he will always be so oppressed by him?

As the saying goes, Xiao Shou who doesn't want to counterattack is not a good Xiao Shou, but right now he is so tired that he can't open his eyes, how can he still have the strength to suppress him.

On the other hand, this piece of wood is still in such good spirits.

Doesn't it mean that the above is more energy-intensive?But where did he look a little tired, on the contrary, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he almost lost consciousness in the back, and it seemed like a fire was burning in his stomach, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The man thought that Li Jie disliked his poor skills, and his mood became depressed: "Brother, if you are tired, go to sleep, you are too late today, and you have to go to work tomorrow."

Hearing the unhappiness in the man's words, Li Jie squinted at him: "Who says I'm tired, I'm in good spirits, the pain is indeed a bit painful, but it's really refreshing."

"Brother, don't you dislike my bad skills?"

A bright (?) smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, Li Jie felt that he was almost blinded by his smile, and his mouth twitched: "When did I say that? I just said that you are too hard and too deep Yeah, it hurts my stomach..."

Li Jie blushed even more as he spoke.

"Then I'll be gentle in a while," the man kissed Li Jie's lips with a smile, and carried him into the room.

Soon, low gasps came from the room again, as well as the subtle and discernible cracking sound, fluctuating high and low.

"Qin Shaoyang...you...you slow down...um..."

"Li Jie, I love you..."

"I know, you don't need to repeat it... um..."

The big bed was constantly shaking, mixed with slight "squeaks", whispers and groans between lovers, making the atmosphere in the room even more intriguing.

Outside the window, snowflakes are flying.

Inside the house, there is a charming room.

Under the reflection of the hazy moonlight, 99 roses bloom with charming brilliance and are charming and charming.

The author has something to say: send the meat scraps, everyone will just wait and see [cover your face and run away~~~~~~~~~