What a pity to miss the rebirth

Liu Yingnian raised his face, tiptoed lightly, and kissed him lightly, then raised his hand, cupped Shuang's face, and kissed him head-on.

With just kissing skills, Shuang is no match for him at all.

This kiss was not the longest kiss Liu Yingnian had ever kissed, nor was it the most devoted kiss he had ever kissed, let alone how affectionate it was, but it was definitely the first deep kiss in Shuang's life.

At the end of the long kiss, Liu Yingnian let go of his hand, his breathing was a little messy, Shuang looked fine, his eyes were still as cold as water, but as long as he paid close attention, he could find that his breathing rhythm had changed a little bit. change.

The corners of the two people's lips were covered with silver liquid, and their lips were wet and sticky, and they were all stained by each other's saliva back and forth.

Shuang remained silent and looked at Liu Yingnian wordlessly. This kiss was beyond his expectation.

But only this level is not enough to make him emotional, and it is even more impossible to have the desire to want the person in front of him.

Liu Yingnian also probably knew that a kiss meant nothing, he also didn't say anything, just a pair of hands that had just been stained with the temperature of Shuang's face, before being completely cooled by the wind, tremblingly, persistently and firmly stretched out to Shuang's. suit.

He unbuttoned, took off Shuang's suit, and the small vest inside, and tore off Shuang's tie, leaving only the row of tightly buttoned shirt buttons.

Shuang is not a person he can easily understand. For example, in terms of clothing, when he wore the improved version of the Tang suit, he also buttoned it from the first button to the last button. With a tie, or without a tie.

Always dressed neatly, this may be the habit of soldiers.

But Li Xianghua and Lin Mao that Liu Yingnian came into contact with obviously didn't have this habit.

It can only be a matter of personality.

Obviously she looks so coquettish, but her dress style is not unrestrained at all.Like Shuang, at best it sounds like abstinence, but at worst it's just mensao.

Frost's shirt is black.

Liu Yingnian put his hand on the top button, hesitated for a moment, then took his hand back, turned around, closed the glass window tightly, and closed the curtains again.

He didn't explain, and Shuang didn't ask.

He took Shuang's hand, brought him to the bed, and took another look at Shuang before continuing to unbutton the shirt on Shuang. Every movement was very calm and calm, if his hands were not trembling slightly, No one could see his nervousness.

There is nothing to be afraid of, just treat it as another 419, the big beauty in front of him is a stranger who he has taken a fancy to and plans to spend the night with tonight.

As long as you get this guy sexually interested, you'll have a great night.

They don't have feelings, only sex.

He kept telling himself this over and over again.

Finally, in the silence, all the clothes of the two fell to the ground, the same naked, the same naked.

Liu Yingnian stood on tiptoe again, kissed Shuang's lips, from top to bottom, kissing meticulously, along Adam's apple, chest, bulge, waistline...

I don't know how long the kiss has been, and I can't remember how much homework I have done. Finally, Shuang's deep and emotional sigh came from above her head.

Shuang is also a human being, and a normal man.

The stimulation and temptation Liu Yingnian gave him were enough to make his calm ripples.

The bedroom lights went out.

In the dark, Shuang carried Liu Yingnian to the bed...

Lin Shu suddenly woke up from the dream and sat up covered in cold sweat.

He felt flustered, he wanted to find Liu Yingnian, wanted to stay by Liu Yingnian's side, guarding the man every step of the way.

Ever since he heard what his father told Liu Yingnian tonight, he has been worried and restless.

In the depths of his heart, there is a secret that no one has told, and only he knows it. He always thought that no one else would know that matter except him, but now, this secret has become a secret that he wields. A never-ending nightmare.

Just thinking about how much this secret will hurt a man makes him unable to sleep.

"Baby? Why don't you sleep?"

The light in the ward was on, and Lin Mao, who was lying on a temporary folding bed, opened his eyes and looked at his son in surprise.

At this time, both father and son woke up.

Lin Shu pinched the quilt and said without sleepiness: "Father, I can't sleep."

Lin Mao sat up and asked, "What's going on, did you have a nightmare?"

"I want to see Uncle." Lin Shu said bluntly to his father, "Dad, I like Uncle, I want to be with Uncle."

This is not the first time Lin Mao heard such words, the last time Lin Shu said that he wanted Liu Yingnian to live with them.

Lin Mao was not surprised.

But in the middle of the night, his precious son couldn't sleep well, and started tossing about for this purpose, which made Lin Mao pay attention.

"Baby likes Uncle Liu?"

"Ah."

"How much do you like it?"

"I like it very much, even more than my father likes my mother."

After Lin Mao was stunned, he smiled and said, "That will be difficult."

Lin Shu also knew it was difficult. In this time and space, his greatest rival in love exists, that man named Li Xianghua, who has always been buried in his adoptive father's heart.

He opened a pair of big round eyes, looking straight at his father.

He knew that his father was different from others, and he would not take his words as a child's joke, and only his father could help him.

Sure enough, after thinking for a while, Lin Mao asked him, "Do you want Uncle Liu?"

Lin Shu nodded: "En."

"Have you taken a fancy to him?"

"Ah."

Lin Mao pondered for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not that there is no chance. As long as the baby waits patiently, there may be this opportunity soon."

Lin Shu was startled, looked at his father for a long time, wanted to say something, but couldn't say anything.

"Dad." He called out.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mao looked at his son.

Lin Shu said: "I don't understand a lot of what Dad said to uncle today, can Dad tell me?"

Lin Mao smiled, and said with a little interest: "What does the baby want to know? About the Mercenary City? About the Tiantuan? Or those related to Uncle Liu?"

Lin Shu nodded heavily, and said by name: "Xiang, Shuang, Yu."

These three people are all the people my father mentioned today, and he was afraid that the traces would be too heavy if he singled out Li Xianghua, and from what his father said today, that Shuang and Yudu had no clear relationship with Li Xianghua, so many things must have happened in the past, The more he knows, the better he can make a decision on the next thing.

Seeing the seriousness on his son's small face, Lin Mao found it interesting.

"Although Dad wants to tell you very much, it's too late at this time. Go to bed first, and Dad will tell you when you wake up tomorrow morning."

Lin Shu: "..."

What does it mean that ginger is old and spicy? Lin Shu deeply understands it now!

……

When the first rays of the morning sun entered the room, Liu Yingnian opened his eyes.

The curtains were drawn by frost.

When Liu Yingnian woke up, she saw Shuang standing in front of the bed putting on her clothes, her body facing away from him was straight and meticulous, every movement seemed to be carefully measured with a ruler.

Such frost looks too ruthless and cold.

Liu Yingnian moved a little, and the discomfort from his body caused his face to deform slightly.

After last night, he finally understood why he felt as sore as if he had been run over by a truck that morning. Shuang's straightforwardness, roughness and jerkyness in love matters explained a lot of problems. Even his meticulous guidance did not prevent injuries. .

Hearing movement behind her, Shuang turned around and looked at Liu Yingnian who was sitting up with a pained expression on his face while hugging the quilt. Liu Yingnian didn't look at him anymore, but focused on the clothes scattered on the ground Under the silk velvet quilt, a long leg that is not too white but more honey-colored stretched out, and her smooth and beautiful feet landed on the ground.

Using one foot as a fulcrum, Liu Yingnian hugged the important parts covered by the quilt with one hand, and bent down to pick up his clothes with the other. After gritted teeth and mouth for a long time, he finally hooked up the tattered shirt and trousers.

As soon as he sat up straight, several unknown objects fell on his head, neither light nor heavy, the texture of the fabric, he grabbed it, it was a brand new set of clothes, even underwear.

"Wear it first, and I'll take you to buy something that fits when I come back. You don't want to go to the hospital for the next two days, and don't leave here."

Seeing Shuang disappear from his eyes, Liu Yingnian was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to caress his forehead, and sighed softly.