On the bone
Chapter 118
Turning his head away, quickly drying his eyes, Ning Huiran faced Mu Mingyi in embarrassment, and twitched the corners of his mouth.
Mu Mingyi was not like him, his drooping eyelashes were condensed into locks, and he didn't care about the tears, just let it look unobstructed.
"I found her home, and her mother gave me her recording, and asked me to give up my custody rights, and I was not allowed to approach A'ai, let alone enter his life..." Mu Mingyi stood up: "I'm going to wash my face. "
Ning Huiran grabbed him: "Why is she doing this?!"
"Why not?" Mu Mingyi was condescending, he was standing with the backlight, the shadow was thick, Ning Huiran couldn't see his expression clearly; "A poor student with no source of income, from an average family, young, impulsive, willful, and indifferent to worldly affairs , you may not be able to make a name for yourself in the future, but you will definitely find someone to start a family with, is it worth thinking about it?"
Letting go of his hand, silently looking at the leaving figure, Ning Huiran stuffed a finger bone into his mouth and gnawed.
When he came back, Mu Mingyi's whole body was more steamy, his broken hair stuck to his forehead, and he stroked it back casually. He bent down and copied the cigarette on the coffee table, but didn't stand up straight. He bit the cigarette and went to Ning Huiran to rub it for him. After lighting the flame, Ning Huiran also lit one, and the two of them smoked together.
For Mu Mingyi, smoking is really a magical thing. To some extent, it can clearly reflect the psychological fluctuations of this person. When the mood becomes calm, he smokes neither fast nor slow. If it reaches a certain low point, it is better not to smoke at all. If you can smoke, it means that you can slow down.
Ning Huiran looked up at Mu Mingyi, who opened his mouth slightly, and frowned in the lingering smoke.
"In the year of graduation, Jiang Yuhan was admitted to our art school. He is my younger brother who was born in the hospital. My mouth is too loose. This is really not as good as his brother..."
"Ah?" Ning Huiran was startled, and immediately realized that Jiang Yuhan and Ah Ai had a good relationship, and it was the first time he heard this name from Jiang Yuhan's mouth: "He knows it all."
"More than that, Jiang Yuhan watched A'ai grow up, and since he knew about it, he has mixed up with A'ai in a different way. Kindergarten and elementary school have no chance to start. The two graduated from junior high school called brothers, and even asked for help."
"...This seniority." Ning Huiran smacked his mouth.
"He shared with me A'ai's life, how many points he scored in the final exam, who he fought with, what delicious food he ate, what day he skipped class to play, did he get into trouble, did he have a girlfriend... and so on. When the opportunity is right, he will ask Ai out, and I'll take a look." Exhaling a puff of white smoke, Mu Mingyi added: "Look secretly."
For a moment, Ning Huiran was stung by these four words. He lowered his eyes and flicked off the cigarette ash: "Then...how did he find out?"
"Find what? Me?"
Ning Huiran nodded.
"I don't know the specifics. It seems that he hacked his grandma's computer, and found those fucking audios from inside. My name was mentioned in it, all of them."
"Damn..." The three words Mu Mingyi are so recognizable, Ning Huiran commented: "What a brat!"
After putting out the cigarette, Mu Mingyi changed from leaning on the sofa to sitting on the armrest: "Last year, just at this moment, Jiang Yuhan called me in the middle of the night, saying that he couldn't handle all the tricks, and Aai came to kill me. The address was sold to me."
Ning Huiran was stunned.
"I was completely unprepared and didn't give me a second. The doorbell rang before the phone was disconnected. Later, Yu Han told me that Aai tied him to the radiator and put a sock on his mouth, but he didn't disgust him to death," Mu Ming As Yi said, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled faintly: "As soon as I opened the door, he kicked over, hit the nail on the head, and I just lay down on the ground..."
"Damn it!" Ning Huiran followed with a wry smile, and then thought of something: "No, why does he have Zhongyin's access card? Anyway, there is a big villa area, and no one guards the gate at night?"
"What's wrong with him? He was so drunk that he couldn't stand on his feet. After kicking, he fell on me, cursed and cried, and bit me. When the security guard came and knocked on the door, he didn't let go. When the security guard left, he was almost bitten off. Meat."
Ning Huiran showed a painful expression, then turned suspiciously, with vigilant eyes: "Where did he bite?"
"hand."
Inexplicably, there was a feeling of relief. This unexplained, unexplainable, weird feeling made Ning Huiran flustered for a moment, and he was even more flustered because of himself, his heart was beating thumping... Looking at Ben standing on the sofa , to sit, and Mu Mingyi who finally lay down, Ning Huiran knew that this person was tired, and he hadn't stopped since Wang Mei left. For this... tears.
It's not the flickering tears of Yi Xinhai when he bid farewell to the cliff, it's not the crying scene re-engraved in one second to test his presence and absence in the play, and it's not the interpretation of the character's emotions in any film and television work, but the real It's vivid, it's purely from the heart of "Mu Mingyi", and the fragility revealed, I have to say, it's really enough... To poke people, Ning Huiran's eyes full of moisture appeared in his mind again , The eyelashes with water droplets trembled.
"What's Ah Ai's full name?" Ning Huiran asked with one arm lying on his stomach while resting his head on Mu Mingyi's waist.
"Qi Ai, follow your mother's surname."
In the name of love, Ning Huiran blinked: "Who came up with this name? Her mother?"
"Hmm." There was a soft voice.
Damn, the original version should be...
"Shepherding" is right.
Shepherd love, love shepherd...
Damn, what an annoying name.
Ning Huiran took a deep breath, his face was touched, and he rubbed gently at the edge, the back of his hand was not as warm as the palm, but a little cold.
Ning Huiran raised his head, but Mu Mingyi didn't take it back, touched it, and said softly, "Don't be angry."
Biting her lips, Ning Huiran didn't speak, and lowered her eyes not to look at him.
Getting up from the sofa, Mu Mingyi knelt in front of Ning Huiran, touched his knees, and slightly raised his chin. Mu Mingyi went to kiss his mouth. Ning Huiran didn't refuse or cater to him, but simply endured it. .
Without giving up, Mu Mingyi played tricks, stroking Ning Hui's hair, pulling at the roots, kissing and biting vigorously as usual, there were panting and sucking sounds, but most of them came from Mu Mingyi.
For the first time with a flustered expression, Mu Mingyi separated from him, staring at him, touching his mouth with his hand, and then turned his gaze back soon, wandering over Ning Huiran's face at a loss, Ning Huiran's toes were fierce Gripping the ground, it almost didn't hold up.
When I grabbed it, it was not as hot as usual, it was cold, and there was cold sweat.
"Hui Ran, I..."
"Which hand did he bite you?"
When Ning Huiran suddenly asked, Mu Mingyi raised his head, not understanding.
"Didn't your hand be bitten by A'ai?" Ning Huiran turned over the one he was holding first: "Let me see where it was bitten."
Mu Mingyi looked at Ning Huiran for a long time, then put his right hand in front of his eyes, and pointed to Ning Huiran after looking for a while. There was a faint mark on the lower part of the tiger's mouth, which he couldn't see unless he looked carefully.
Mu Mingyi didn't seem to be surprised when Ning Huiran bit him. He didn't move, let alone made a sound. He just quietly stared at Ning Huiran who was biting his hand. After biting for long enough, Ning Hui couldn't stop, regardless of the time and strength. After being extremely satisfied, he let go, and when he saw Mu Mingyi's wet eyes again, before he had time to be surprised, the round neck of the T-shirt was grabbed, and Mu Mingyi kissed him.
How could he be so jealous that he had to take a bite at the place where his son bit him, and he couldn't lose in terms of strength and duration. Ning Huiran thought it was enough to kill him, but he just wanted to bite, and he wanted to bite more than last time. The scar needs to be bigger, but it didn't work out in the end. Ning Huiran found that biting like that requires not only impulsiveness and perseverance, but also practice of teeth.
Bite turns into kiss, and the kiss becomes dark without paying attention.
When Ning Huiran lay on Mu Mingyi's shoulder and calmed down, he heard him ask why he was biting.
"I'm going to bite you into small pieces and put them in my pocket. Wherever I go, no one can find you..." It's a pretentious sentence, but it's better than I'm jealous of your son biting you. I also have to bite better than his big bite, Ning Huiran thought.
"You can bite off a piece of meat and bite it in small bites, as long as it doesn't affect my filming," Mu Mingyi said with a smile, hugging Ning Huiran, and patted him on the back: "It's just that it's smaller than his bite." .”
"...Brother Yi, can you shut up?" Ning Huiran's muffled voice sounded from Mu Mingyi's back shoulder.
The author says:
There won't be any big dramas of family ethics that abuse the heart and the body, and bear children can't be light bulbs.
Mu Mingyi was not like him, his drooping eyelashes were condensed into locks, and he didn't care about the tears, just let it look unobstructed.
"I found her home, and her mother gave me her recording, and asked me to give up my custody rights, and I was not allowed to approach A'ai, let alone enter his life..." Mu Mingyi stood up: "I'm going to wash my face. "
Ning Huiran grabbed him: "Why is she doing this?!"
"Why not?" Mu Mingyi was condescending, he was standing with the backlight, the shadow was thick, Ning Huiran couldn't see his expression clearly; "A poor student with no source of income, from an average family, young, impulsive, willful, and indifferent to worldly affairs , you may not be able to make a name for yourself in the future, but you will definitely find someone to start a family with, is it worth thinking about it?"
Letting go of his hand, silently looking at the leaving figure, Ning Huiran stuffed a finger bone into his mouth and gnawed.
When he came back, Mu Mingyi's whole body was more steamy, his broken hair stuck to his forehead, and he stroked it back casually. He bent down and copied the cigarette on the coffee table, but didn't stand up straight. He bit the cigarette and went to Ning Huiran to rub it for him. After lighting the flame, Ning Huiran also lit one, and the two of them smoked together.
For Mu Mingyi, smoking is really a magical thing. To some extent, it can clearly reflect the psychological fluctuations of this person. When the mood becomes calm, he smokes neither fast nor slow. If it reaches a certain low point, it is better not to smoke at all. If you can smoke, it means that you can slow down.
Ning Huiran looked up at Mu Mingyi, who opened his mouth slightly, and frowned in the lingering smoke.
"In the year of graduation, Jiang Yuhan was admitted to our art school. He is my younger brother who was born in the hospital. My mouth is too loose. This is really not as good as his brother..."
"Ah?" Ning Huiran was startled, and immediately realized that Jiang Yuhan and Ah Ai had a good relationship, and it was the first time he heard this name from Jiang Yuhan's mouth: "He knows it all."
"More than that, Jiang Yuhan watched A'ai grow up, and since he knew about it, he has mixed up with A'ai in a different way. Kindergarten and elementary school have no chance to start. The two graduated from junior high school called brothers, and even asked for help."
"...This seniority." Ning Huiran smacked his mouth.
"He shared with me A'ai's life, how many points he scored in the final exam, who he fought with, what delicious food he ate, what day he skipped class to play, did he get into trouble, did he have a girlfriend... and so on. When the opportunity is right, he will ask Ai out, and I'll take a look." Exhaling a puff of white smoke, Mu Mingyi added: "Look secretly."
For a moment, Ning Huiran was stung by these four words. He lowered his eyes and flicked off the cigarette ash: "Then...how did he find out?"
"Find what? Me?"
Ning Huiran nodded.
"I don't know the specifics. It seems that he hacked his grandma's computer, and found those fucking audios from inside. My name was mentioned in it, all of them."
"Damn..." The three words Mu Mingyi are so recognizable, Ning Huiran commented: "What a brat!"
After putting out the cigarette, Mu Mingyi changed from leaning on the sofa to sitting on the armrest: "Last year, just at this moment, Jiang Yuhan called me in the middle of the night, saying that he couldn't handle all the tricks, and Aai came to kill me. The address was sold to me."
Ning Huiran was stunned.
"I was completely unprepared and didn't give me a second. The doorbell rang before the phone was disconnected. Later, Yu Han told me that Aai tied him to the radiator and put a sock on his mouth, but he didn't disgust him to death," Mu Ming As Yi said, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he smiled faintly: "As soon as I opened the door, he kicked over, hit the nail on the head, and I just lay down on the ground..."
"Damn it!" Ning Huiran followed with a wry smile, and then thought of something: "No, why does he have Zhongyin's access card? Anyway, there is a big villa area, and no one guards the gate at night?"
"What's wrong with him? He was so drunk that he couldn't stand on his feet. After kicking, he fell on me, cursed and cried, and bit me. When the security guard came and knocked on the door, he didn't let go. When the security guard left, he was almost bitten off. Meat."
Ning Huiran showed a painful expression, then turned suspiciously, with vigilant eyes: "Where did he bite?"
"hand."
Inexplicably, there was a feeling of relief. This unexplained, unexplainable, weird feeling made Ning Huiran flustered for a moment, and he was even more flustered because of himself, his heart was beating thumping... Looking at Ben standing on the sofa , to sit, and Mu Mingyi who finally lay down, Ning Huiran knew that this person was tired, and he hadn't stopped since Wang Mei left. For this... tears.
It's not the flickering tears of Yi Xinhai when he bid farewell to the cliff, it's not the crying scene re-engraved in one second to test his presence and absence in the play, and it's not the interpretation of the character's emotions in any film and television work, but the real It's vivid, it's purely from the heart of "Mu Mingyi", and the fragility revealed, I have to say, it's really enough... To poke people, Ning Huiran's eyes full of moisture appeared in his mind again , The eyelashes with water droplets trembled.
"What's Ah Ai's full name?" Ning Huiran asked with one arm lying on his stomach while resting his head on Mu Mingyi's waist.
"Qi Ai, follow your mother's surname."
In the name of love, Ning Huiran blinked: "Who came up with this name? Her mother?"
"Hmm." There was a soft voice.
Damn, the original version should be...
"Shepherding" is right.
Shepherd love, love shepherd...
Damn, what an annoying name.
Ning Huiran took a deep breath, his face was touched, and he rubbed gently at the edge, the back of his hand was not as warm as the palm, but a little cold.
Ning Huiran raised his head, but Mu Mingyi didn't take it back, touched it, and said softly, "Don't be angry."
Biting her lips, Ning Huiran didn't speak, and lowered her eyes not to look at him.
Getting up from the sofa, Mu Mingyi knelt in front of Ning Huiran, touched his knees, and slightly raised his chin. Mu Mingyi went to kiss his mouth. Ning Huiran didn't refuse or cater to him, but simply endured it. .
Without giving up, Mu Mingyi played tricks, stroking Ning Hui's hair, pulling at the roots, kissing and biting vigorously as usual, there were panting and sucking sounds, but most of them came from Mu Mingyi.
For the first time with a flustered expression, Mu Mingyi separated from him, staring at him, touching his mouth with his hand, and then turned his gaze back soon, wandering over Ning Huiran's face at a loss, Ning Huiran's toes were fierce Gripping the ground, it almost didn't hold up.
When I grabbed it, it was not as hot as usual, it was cold, and there was cold sweat.
"Hui Ran, I..."
"Which hand did he bite you?"
When Ning Huiran suddenly asked, Mu Mingyi raised his head, not understanding.
"Didn't your hand be bitten by A'ai?" Ning Huiran turned over the one he was holding first: "Let me see where it was bitten."
Mu Mingyi looked at Ning Huiran for a long time, then put his right hand in front of his eyes, and pointed to Ning Huiran after looking for a while. There was a faint mark on the lower part of the tiger's mouth, which he couldn't see unless he looked carefully.
Mu Mingyi didn't seem to be surprised when Ning Huiran bit him. He didn't move, let alone made a sound. He just quietly stared at Ning Huiran who was biting his hand. After biting for long enough, Ning Hui couldn't stop, regardless of the time and strength. After being extremely satisfied, he let go, and when he saw Mu Mingyi's wet eyes again, before he had time to be surprised, the round neck of the T-shirt was grabbed, and Mu Mingyi kissed him.
How could he be so jealous that he had to take a bite at the place where his son bit him, and he couldn't lose in terms of strength and duration. Ning Huiran thought it was enough to kill him, but he just wanted to bite, and he wanted to bite more than last time. The scar needs to be bigger, but it didn't work out in the end. Ning Huiran found that biting like that requires not only impulsiveness and perseverance, but also practice of teeth.
Bite turns into kiss, and the kiss becomes dark without paying attention.
When Ning Huiran lay on Mu Mingyi's shoulder and calmed down, he heard him ask why he was biting.
"I'm going to bite you into small pieces and put them in my pocket. Wherever I go, no one can find you..." It's a pretentious sentence, but it's better than I'm jealous of your son biting you. I also have to bite better than his big bite, Ning Huiran thought.
"You can bite off a piece of meat and bite it in small bites, as long as it doesn't affect my filming," Mu Mingyi said with a smile, hugging Ning Huiran, and patted him on the back: "It's just that it's smaller than his bite." .”
"...Brother Yi, can you shut up?" Ning Huiran's muffled voice sounded from Mu Mingyi's back shoulder.
The author says:
There won't be any big dramas of family ethics that abuse the heart and the body, and bear children can't be light bulbs.
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