Case File Compendium

Sure enough, the result of going back to his house with He Yu was that Xie Qingcheng didn't leave all night on He Yu's birthday.

The 20-year-old He Yu seems to feel that he has finally had enough of the shame of Xie Qingcheng's previous statement that "putting aside the ancient times is a young age", and repeatedly entangles with Xie Qingcheng, doing everything he can.

Even though He Jiwei came back halfway and said a few words to He Yu at the door of the bedroom, it didn't interrupt He Yu's elegant mood, but made him more excited and forced Xie Qingcheng to do more.

Xie Qingcheng felt that He Yu's bastard was simply not human. He was fainted twice by He Yu halfway, and when he woke up, he was still in He Yu's blurred state. The passion continued, and it lasted a whole night. Except for the necessary rest, He Yu never stopped his presumptuousness at all.

The two didn't wake up from their sleep until the next afternoon.

When Xie Qingcheng woke up, he found that He Yu was looking at him seriously.

"Brother... good morning."

"... What time is it?" His voice was hoarse.

He Yu's face turned a little red, and he whispered, "...it's already... almost two o'clock in the afternoon..."

Xie Qingcheng was lying on the bed, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and after a long time, he slowly came to his senses, his heart was a little complicated.

Fortunately, he has become used to being calm and cold-tempered in person, and no matter how distracted he is when doing it, he will quickly find himself after doing it.

He sighed, didn't speak, stretched out his slender, white and tattooed hand, and threw it in the pocket of the bedside clothes to touch the cigarette.

He Yu stopped him.

The bastard is quite wild on the bed, talking all kinds of rubbish, and he is already bullying people, but he is embarrassed, and his tone is almost coaxing: "Stop smoking, it's not good for your health."

Xie Qingcheng was so tempered by him, he looked at him coldly: "How can you treat my body well?"

He Yu knew he was wrong, so he didn't reply.

After a while, he whispered: "Brother, let me massage your waist."

"..."

He also promoted himself: "Very comfortable."

Xie Qing said that when He Yu heard the word "comfortable", He Yu felt uncomfortable.He ignored him, and the most appropriate way to please a big dog that got into trouble was to ignore him. If he did, his tail would stand up, and then it would be endless.

Since Xie Qingcheng ignored him, He Yu made his own decision and carefully pressed his waist.

He Yu didn't use much strength, but he found the position very accurately. He massaged his waist down to his thighs, and then down to his calves.

He once wrote a novel "Chun Qin Chao" with strong Japanese romance. It tells the story of a pair of lovers who are both master and apprentice, and master and servant. Warm chest, so that Master can feel comfortable.

At that time, He Yuduan, although he understood the morbid sense of infatuation, didn't feel that there was anything heart-shattering.But now he is pressing and pressing, suddenly he suddenly understood, fully understood the protagonist's deep love for a person at that time, he couldn't help rubbing Xie Qingcheng's pale skin, faintly showing some light blue veins, warmed up, and then Put it in your heart and gently press and knead.

Xie Qingcheng opened his eyes slightly, looked at him, and finally couldn't help asking: "Have you learned?"

He Yu lowered his eyelashes, rubbed the meridians on the back of his feet little by little, and gave a low hum.

"What are you studying for?"

"When I was in Yijia Village, I felt that you were so cold. So I learned a little when I was free. It is very effective in promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis."

"..." Xie Qing remained silent for a while.

After listening to the opera before, he told He Yu that their relationship was fruitless and should not continue.

But I didn't meet He Yu's 20th birthday.

Nothing like this will happen later.

Xie Qing was now listening to He Yu's words, and even though he was so tenderly rubbing and pressing his aching acupuncture points, in a quiet afternoon, he still didn't say those words.

He is very decisive, and after making up his mind, his heart is also very hard. He doesn't know why the knife is in He Yuli, but he hesitates more and more.

It's not like him, but he really can't bear it gradually.

It's like getting poisoned.

It happened to be Saturday, the two of them rested on the bed for a while, took a shower and washed up, and got up, it was almost four o'clock in the afternoon.

He Yu walked around, and He Jiwei guessed that the company had something to do, so he had already left home, with gifts and greeting cards on the table.The sound insulation effect of the villa is very good, He Yu knew that He Jiwei obviously didn't hear what happened last night clearly, and thought he brought some companion home to spend the night.

How did he know that the person on He Yu's bed last night was Xie Qingcheng?

Not to mention He Jiwei, anyone who is familiar with He Yu would not think that He Yu got involved with a 30-year-old man.

And all the people who are familiar with Xie Qingcheng are not as strong and cold as Dr. Xie, who will be so blurred and hoarse when he is on the bed of a male student who is still studying...

After He Yu finished his investigation, when he returned to his room, Xie Qingcheng was looking at the lawn outside by the window.

That was the place where he and He Yu met for the first time.

It was also the end of spring and the beginning of summer, when he walked through the promenade holding a bouquet of Endless Summer, the veil on the bouquet was blown off, one of the children playing in the distance picked up the veil and handed it to he.

At that time, he was so obedient, such a small child, only reaching his waist, whoever gets himself will be with him...

"Thank you brother."

He Yu came in and interrupted his thoughts.

"Let's have a meal together."

Afraid that he would refuse, I added another sentence.

"No one eats a cake with me."

Xie Qing said, forget it, he is a big man and a 20-year-old brat, what is he doing to care about sexual matters, anyway, he did everything.

He seemed to give up on himself, but he didn't seem to care that much, and said, "Okay. I invite you."

The two of them got out of He Yu's exclusive elevator, and no one arrived during the process.When He Yu and Xie Qing submitted the lease, they began to think about it, and felt that something was wrong—after all kinds of things, shouldn’t it be a man who takes his wife to eat something good, buy something, and please her? ?

Why did he mess with Xie Qingcheng all night, and Xie Qingcheng was the one who paid the bill in the end?

But brother Xie has been leaning on the seat without speaking, turning his face to the fleeting street lights outside, as if he has something on his mind, not unhappy.He Yu said it, and felt that it would be better for him not to speak for now, in case he was offended.

Although Xie Qingcheng didn't turn his face and deny people when he put on his pants like the previous few times, but He Yu is a bit ptsd after all. He was worried that Xie Qingcheng was just hindering his birthday, so he reluctantly condescended to accompany him Seeing him——uncles and other people basically eat soft things rather than hard things, and He Yushao has fumbled for some ways through his bloodshed.

Xie Qingcheng asked the master to open a hot pot restaurant.

The hot pot restaurant Young People’s Home seems to be some kind of Internet celebrity restaurant. When it first opened, scalpers had to line up for 100 yuan a shop.

The two came early and didn't have to wait for a seat. After taking their seats, Xie Qingcheng scanned the QR code with his mobile phone, threw it to He Yu, and said calmly, "Come, order whatever you want."

"..."

It feels weird.

What is that kind of person who works hard for a day and night and is taken out for dinner by his own people or the one below after finishing the work?

That's called small, white, face.

He Yu insists on not admitting that he is a boy.

But he still didn't dare to say anything.

Under the calm gaze of the "golden master", he Shishi picked up the "golden master"'s mobile phone, ordered a few dishes that seemed to be okay, and then obediently handed the phone back to Xie Qingcheng.

Xie Qingcheng: "It's over?"

"I don't eat hot pot very often, brother, please be careful."

Xie Qingcheng frowned slightly: "I don't eat it often either."

"Then why did you—"

"Xie Xue likes it." Xie Qingcheng said, "She comes here often. I thought you young people are all good-mouthed."

He Yu suddenly felt that he had something to play.

The last time Xie Qing invited him to dinner, what was it?Middle-aged vegetarian restaurant!Vegetables in one water are clear and cold, and after eating, I feel that I have escaped into the empty door immediately.

Brother was messing with him that time, and silently warned him that the distance between the two of them was too far, and it was not suitable for them to be together.

Once, Xie Qingcheng was able to think about problems from the perspective of young people.

Even though his thinking was wrong, He Yu is a strange flower among young people, and he doesn't actually like to eat steaming hot pot, but He Yu still feels hot in his heart.

He said to Xie Qingcheng: "I am with you, we can eat anything."

Xie Qingcheng is indifferent, that's not what you said when I took you to a vegetarian restaurant last time.

He ordered a lot of extra dishes for He Yu, and even ordered him a bunny panna cotta recommended in the children's meal.Plates were served quickly, the hot pot was lively and gorgeous, the meat was spread on ice, the top-quality snowflake beef, white and tender fat, crimson blood color, it was hot and quickly curled up in the boiling water, When cooked, the aroma and oil are released together, and the color and aroma are very intense, like a climax of joy.

Raw fish, raw meat.

Cut it with a knife and let others pick it.

No wonder young men love to eat it.

Xie Qingcheng seemed to have casually ordered a plate of oysters, and when the plump and tender oyster meat was served on the plate, He Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling even more subtle.

I heard that a rich woman will feed a man with oysters after she indulges him too much. Could it be that Xie Qingcheng wants him to keep up the good work...

After a few seconds, He Yu knew it was him.

Xie Qingcheng called the waiter: "The dish is wrong."

The waiter hastily checked the order, bowed and apologized repeatedly, and said, "That plate should be given to the two gentlemen."

After saying that, he withdrew.

After a while, the waiter hurriedly brought another plate of fresh, tender and plump oysters, and delivered them directly to the table opposite Xie Qingcheng. At that table, there was indeed a rich woman with a low V hanging skirt, big breasts and fat buttocks. In front of him was a handsome young man who looked like a college student.

The rich woman picked up a chopstick of raw oysters, and the oyster meat vibrated in the chopsticks, a living desire.

The person smiled charmingly, with willow eyes like silk, and diligently rinsed the dishes, raw, fishy, ​​sweet, spicy, and put them into the other party's bowl.She dotes on her boy very much: "Eat a little sweetheart, I still have to do such work at night~"

He Yu: "..."

Xie Qingcheng: "..."

He Yu and Xie Qing looked worried, and hurriedly cooked other dishes for him: "Brother, eat some. What kind of oysters are you eating, waiter, quickly serve them. The oysters are not fresh at first sight."

Besides, he was only 20 years old, and it had been so long since Xie Qingcheng had slept.

Not to mention one day and one night, he didn't need to make up for three days and three nights.

At the end of the meal, Xie Qingcheng ordered a birthday noodle, put it in the hot pot, then fished it out for He Yu, put some pepper pork belly chicken soup in the mandarin duck pot, and pushed it to He Yu.

"This has to be eaten. The 20th birthday is a whole day, and there are a lot of longevity noodles."

He Yu took the bowl and looked at him for a long time: "Xie Qingcheng..."

Xie Qingcheng: "Stop saying nasty words."

He Yu then gently rubbed against his leg under the corner of the table.

Xie Qingcheng frowned, and was avoiding it, when He Yu held his wrist again on the table, the light-colored tattoo was like a bracelet, and He Yu's hand was wrapped around it.

Under the cover of the snow-white tablecloth, no one could see the boy's legs rubbing against the man's, once and for all, like a dragon entangled in mating.First touched five times, stopped, then touched twice, and finally touched once.

Even when He Yu was gentle, there was a bit of mischievousness in his smile: "Do you know what I mean?"

Xie Qingcheng broke his wrist away from his palm.

Picking up the wine glass on the table, he took a sip of the beer wine calmly.

The red wine moistened his lips, and the blood-pale lips were bright red.He leaned back, feeling that there was no need to pretend to be stupid, and he was not afraid of He Yu, so he said lightly, "You are already 20 years old, and you still like to play tricks like a junior high school student."

He is very imposing, but he was fooled by a young man last night. On the bed where He Yu fell asleep when he was six or seven years old, he was made to tremble and shiver, and was forced to bear the boy again and again. If he was a person, he would probably be pregnant. His voice was so hoarse and low yesterday, and it was so nice. Now that he opens his mouth to say something, how majestic is it in He Yu's eyes?

He Yu only felt that his throat was a little dry, as if he got angry after eating hot pot.

While staring at Xie Qingcheng fascinated, He Yu's phone rang suddenly, and he came to his senses—it was from Lu Zhishu.

As soon as it was connected, the mother asked on the phone:

"He Yu, where are you? Who are you with?"

He Yu glanced at Dr. Xie across the table, teasing him.

"I'm seeing a doctor."

Lu Zhishu was really startled: "Sick? Are you feeling sick again?"

"No, just...massage spa...physiotherapy."

Lu Zhishu breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought... hey, it's good that it's okay. Yesterday, my mother's flight was delayed and I couldn't make it back. I called you, but you didn't answer. I didn't spend your birthday with you. Don't be angry."

He Yu smiled, sincerely: "How could it be?"

"Where are you? I just got home and I asked the driver to pick you up. Mom prepared for you—"

"I have something to do tonight, so I won't go back." He Yu interrupted Lu Zhishu, "Mom, you are busy with your work, so I will hang up first."

"Hello?...Hello?"

Lu Zhishu stood in the villa, clutching his mobile phone, in front of the service staff who were busy setting up the birthday party.She was angry and confused, and after a while, she asked the housekeeper, "Where is He Yu today? When did it come out? Is it on the surveillance?"

"Ma'am, you know that the young master has his own elevator and passage, and he is so good at computers that he doesn't allow the monitoring to cover his own range, so..."

Lu Zhishu stomped his feet angrily, turned to Ku, and asked them to go to school to see if that foxy Xie Xue was with her.

She couldn't wait any longer, and while dialing the driver's number to ask someone to come and drive, she was already heading for the Cullinan that she used most often.

As soon as she opened the car door, she was dumbfounded.

The back of the car is a mess, with ties, tissues, and...

Lu Zhishu's eyes widened in disbelief, and his face turned blue and white, indicating that the impulsive and intense affair that happened not long ago was a condom thrown on the leather back seat! !

It was used, but nothing was left in it.

Lu Zhi's book arrived in no time, but He Yu used half of it and felt that it was not enjoyable enough, so he picked it up again, so he just...

Her complexion changed drastically.

He Yu and Xie Xue actually made it a step? ……absurd!He, he is really too much, isn't he afraid of making that person's belly bigger?