Adoptive Father Code

When Bian Sheng woke up, he felt that his lower body/body was swelled/severely. Chen's reaction made it even more difficult for Bian Sheng, who was planning to plot against Ye Muxiu, to control his behavior.

He looked at Ye Moxiu who had his back turned to him, he bent his back, the thin pajamas stuck to his body, and the perfect muscle lines on the back stretched the pajamas tightly.

Bian Sheng swallowed his throat with difficulty, stretched out his fingers to touch him carefully, and called him in a low voice.

Ye Moxiu didn't respond, only the sound of heavy breathing came.

Bian Sheng endured unbearably, his eyes were already bloodshot, he moved his body slightly, and touched it tentatively.

Ye Moxiu still didn't respond.

Bian Sheng licked his dry lips, then touched them lightly, looking at Ye Moxiu who was motionless in front of him, he took a deep breath, straightened his body, the gap between his legs pushed in.

Bian Sheng took a heavy breath, and his throat was instantly grasped.This kind of behavior is stimulated with sin, which makes Bian Sheng very satisfied.

He tried hard not to make a sound, clenching his teeth tightly.But the person in front of him is Ye Moxiu, the person he misses so much.He couldn't help himself from making a sound, he could only close his mouth tightly and let the sigh fall deep in his throat.

It's just that Bian Sheng never expected that Ye Muxiu would suddenly stretch out his hand, and the voice that had been suppressed in his throat suddenly came out. The pleasure/sensation brought by the impact far exceeds the physical one.

Bian Sheng saw Ye Moxiu turn around, looking at him stiffly, his eyes met, he didn't have time to put away the lust in his eyes, the air between the two began to become sticky and suffocating.Ye Moxiu seemed to have not reacted from the shock, and looked straight at Bian Sheng without any deviation.

How could Bian Sheng stand Ye Moxiu's serious gaze, he immediately suppressed his emotions, and said in a hoarse voice: "Ye Moxiu, can you let go?"

Ye Moxiu let go of Bian Sheng almost the moment he finished speaking, got up from the bed in a panic, and went to the toilet pretending to be calm without looking back.

Bian Sheng was still lying on the bed, it seemed that Ye Moxiu's touch still remained on his body, he turned around, and his whole body seemed to be sunk in a soft cloud, light and soft.

Since Bian Sheng's bridging high school course was about to start, Bian Sheng and Ye Moxiu only stayed for three days before going back.

At the beginning of July, the results of Bian's senior high school entrance examination came out, and he did very well in the exam, and he successfully entered the top class of No. [-] Middle School. Ye Muxiu was very happy that day, and even the company employees left work early.He planned to take Bian Sheng to the cemetery, except for festivals, the two of them seldom came to the cemetery together to see Bian Gu Nan and Sang Huai, and came alone.

On the way, Ye Moxiu passed by a flower shop and bought a bouquet of daisies, which are Sang Huai's favorite flowers.

He will always remember what Sang Huai said on the day of her wedding. She held the daisy in her hand and said: "The flowers look small. When they are piled up, they are like a white sky full of little suns. They are so delicate and yet so delicate." It carries the beautiful flower language of "hope". I hope that in the days to come, those who receive this bouquet will be full of hope." She glanced at Ye Muxiu before turning around, and deliberately threw the flowers to him.

When the flowers fell in his arms, Bian Gunan and Sang Huai both stood on the stage and looked at him with smiles.At that time, Ye Muxiu felt that Bian Gu Nan's marriage made him not sad, after all, the bride was Sang Huai.

Ye Moxiu lowered his eyes and watched the clerk packing the bouquet, and these memories disappeared when the clerk handed the flowers to him.

When we arrived at the cemetery, it started to rain patteringly, not too heavily, but lightly and slowly.

"Anan." Ye Moxiu squatted down, stretched out his hand, wiped away the raindrops on the photo, and then put the flower in front of Sang Huai, "Bian Sheng has been admitted to No. [-] Middle School, I want to put this Let me tell you, he is as good as you.”

Bian Sheng stood beside him motionless, this time his eyes did not fall on Ye Moxiu, even though five years had passed, Bian Sheng still couldn't treat these two smiling photos with a normal heart.

Ye Moxiu on the side was still talking to Bian Gu Nan and Sang Huai.After an unknown amount of time, Bian Sheng's sleeves were pulled, and Ye Moxiu was still squatting: "Speak to your parents."

Bian Sheng didn't react immediately, he just took half a step forward, and then the rain slowly started to get a little heavy, he didn't make any next move, just stood.

Ye Moxiu stood up and patted Biansheng on the shoulder: "It's raining heavily, I'll go get an umbrella."

After speaking, he slowly left along the steps. Ye Moxiu walked very slowly, he wanted to give the sideman enough time to talk, and when he came to the front of the car, he took out an umbrella from the trunk, and didn't go up immediately. Standing in the rain with an umbrella, through the rain curtain, he couldn't see Biansheng in the distance clearly. All the tombstones were like pieces of black driftwood, arranged together in order.

Here is full of sadness, but also full of nostalgia.

The raindrops were crackling on the umbrella, Ye Moxiu watched the raindrops bouncing and falling to the ground.He lightly stroked the handle of the umbrella with his fingers, lifted the edge of the umbrella up, and looked straight ahead.

It seemed that seeing Bian Gu Nan this time made him calm down a lot.

It seems that something is missing, although I am still sad and miss it, but I seem to be able to face Sang Huai calmly.

like……

Ye Moxiu glanced at the time, felt that it was almost time, and walked forward slowly, his black leather shoes stepped on the stagnant water on the steps, causing a large circle of dizziness to ripple.

Suddenly, the summer wind passed by, and the cypress trees on both sides began to shake, and the tiny drops of water began to move with the wind, somewhat fascinating Ye Muxiu's eyes. He rubbed them with the back of his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, not far away Bian Sheng has already walked down.

His figure was hidden in the rain, like a blurry silhouette, which became clearer and clearer as he approached slowly.

Ye Moxiu stood where he was and didn't move.

The sound of the wind, the sound of the rain...

Bian Sheng stood still in front of him, his eyes were a little red: "Why did you hold the umbrella for so long?"

It seems that... I... no longer regret the unspoken love.It seemed that he was not so attached to Bian Gu Nan anymore.

"Ye Moxiu?"

Ye Moxiu's umbrella shook lightly, and some rain fell on his leather shoes: "I just looked at the trees for a while."

Bian Sheng hid under his umbrella sideways, patted the raindrops on his body: "Go home."

Ye Muxiu looked at Bian Sheng, nodded, and when he was about to walk to the side of the car, Ye Muxiu suddenly said, "Bian Sheng, you are much taller."

Bian Sheng glanced at him lightly from the corner of his eye, then took the umbrella from Ye Moxiu's hand, and naturally turned it towards him: "Because I'm growing up slowly."

After getting in the car, Bian Sheng and Ye Moxiu didn't go home immediately, but had a meal outside, both of them drank, and called a driver on their way back.

After arriving home, the two of them seemed a little dull, probably because of the alcohol. When changing shoes, Bian Sheng didn't support himself, and fell directly towards Ye Moxiu. Ye Moxiu had his back to him and didn't pay attention. As for the latter situation, by the time he felt something, he had already been crushed to the floor by Bian Sheng.

The two of them were so close that they could clearly smell the wine in each other's mouths.Bian Sheng was wearing short sleeves, his skin was attached to Ye Moxiu's shirt, and the heat from alcohol penetrated into it.

"Biansheng, get up." Ye Moxiu moved his body, and because of this movement, his buttocks slightly rubbed against Biansheng.

Ye Moxiu only felt a weight on his shoulders, Bian Sheng pressed a hand on his shoulders, breathing heavily: "Don't move." Then there was the sound of clothes rubbing against him, and then the weight on his shoulders disappeared. The weight is also gone.

Ye Moxiu supported the wall and stood up. Before turning around, Bian Sheng pressed against the wall. The alcohol made Bian Sheng's voice sound a little scary: "Ye Moxiu, don't move around on me." He was talking about what happened in the morning, or what happened just now, Ye Moxiu didn't have time to think about it, Bian Sheng let go of him, and walked upstairs without looking back.

Ye Moxiu was still on the spot.

Move around?

Ye Moxiu felt his throat was a little dry.

A strange feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart, more obvious than ever, and more menacing.

Ye Moxiu feels that he is not an emotional person, he can control himself very well, and can handle everything calmly and properly.But as long as this matter is linked to Biansheng, it will be different. He doesn't seem to be able to control himself well.