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Originally, he threw himself into the opponent's arms unintentionally, but now it's really like a sheep entering the tiger's mouth.

Qi Yan glanced into Ling Muchen's eyes, and said angrily, "Let me go."

However, Ling Muchen smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Although he keeps saying that he wants me to let go, I still don't know who is holding on to whom." Then he glanced at Qi Yan who was desperately laying on his body. hands, in the final analysis, who has been next to whom, and who is holding whom.

"Ling Muchen let me go." If you really don't want to get close to yourself, you should take the initiative to push away, right? ——In that case, it has become wishful thinking...

The moment Qi Yan's mouth twitched because he thought it was funny, he was hugged by Ling Muchen.

"You have, are you sick?" While shouting loudly, the person who was holding him squinted his eyes and made a provocative gesture.

Ling Muchen pursed his lips and said coldly: "Qi Yan, you should know what to say and what not to say. It angered me—I'm not sure I won't do what I did last time."

Knowing what the other party meant, Qi Yan didn't even dare to move, and Bai Nennen's little face turned red even more.Of course I knew that no matter how much I yelled, the end result was that I was hugged by this person who was obviously five years younger than me, and finally thrown on the bed unceremoniously.

Unconvinced, Qi Yan looked at Ling Muchen furiously, but was pressed down by the other party without any politeness, and looked at each other face to face, so he looked at that face that was as perfect as heaven-defying, and Ling Muchen pulled it off casually. Pulling the collar of his clothes, he unbuttoned a scarf as a decoration and the buttons of the clothes, revealing his strong and perfect chest.

He obviously looks very thin, but no matter how many times he looks at his figure after taking off his clothes, most people's nose will bleed, but Qi Yan just turned his head in disdain.Ling Muchen was quite dissatisfied with his reaction, but just smiled.Because he has already seen Qi Yan's red ears that look like tomatoes.I didn't expect him to be so thin-skinned.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time, Qi Yan seemed to be really angry, and Ling Muyuchen looked like he was watching the show.If it was said that Qi Yan usually acted like nothing to do with him, but now it was Ling Muchen.It's just that he gives people the impression that he is already arrogant, and Qi Yan feels that he is trying to tease himself.

"You, what do you want to do?" Qi Yan had no choice but to glance at Ling Muchen in a daze, gritted his teeth and thought about what the man said earlier, so he took a vaccination first and said, "Ling Muchen, how dare you face me casually again? I'll give it a try."

"Oh?" Ling Muchen imitated his appearance, gritted his teeth and smiled, but people with the same expression but different ones made completely different ones, and when Ling Muchen made this expression, it was unexpectedly sexy, smiling and looking at Qi Yan Yan: "Try? Are you sure?" With his thin arms and legs, did he think he could handle him?Gently touched Qi Yan's face with one hand, pinched his sharp chin like an awl, wishing to cut his chin off in one go.Smiling: "If you look forward to that, I'm not unwilling..."

Looking down at Qi Yan's expression, he turned his head sideways and didn't even look at himself.

"I see. Is it because I fucked you that I keep worrying about it?"

Ling Muchen still squinted his beautiful eyes, and now there was a bit of laziness in his originally cold demeanor, and he looked like he didn't care about anything when he spoke, as if no matter what words came out of his mouth, he could say nothing. Say it without hesitation.

"...Are you sick?" Qi Yan suddenly sat up straight from the bed and kicked Ling Muchen hard. How could someone say such things?

……

However, Ling Muchen firmly restrained his jaw with one hand, and put the slender index finger of the other hand into his mouth, pressed his tongue against it, and stirred it back and forth in his mouth, even against his throat, Qi Yanlian couldn't say a word. Unable to speak, a large amount of transparent liquid began to flow out of the small mouth, dripping sticky all the way down the corner of the mouth onto Ling Muchen's hands, and he looked at Qi Yan with a smile, and said coldly: "Qi Yan, you really are Do you lack love? Otherwise, why would you drool at me..."

"Let... let me go." I felt that because of the invasion of foreign objects, my articulation became unclear.Qi Yan no longer wanted to hear such words.But after getting along for a long time, he knows that no matter what, he has no ability to resist the person in front of him.

It wasn't until Ling Muchen kindly let go of his hand that Qi Yan was able to take a breath.

"So, what do you want?" Qi Yan knew that no matter how he tried to escape, it would only make the other party more rampant.Especially the person in front of him, he couldn't figure out his mind.

"What do I want?" Ling Muchen touched his chin rarely, and looked at Qi Yan with beautiful eyes: "What do you want from me?"

"...I don't want anything to happen to you." After Qi Yan finished speaking, he looked up at Ling Muchenyan, hesitatingly said: "Okay, I want to make things clear—I hope our relationship will not be too complicated."

"Is the relationship between us complicated?" He originally thought that everything he had done was enough to express everything.Ling Muchen looked at him with a frown, showing a noncommittal smile that he usually had.He repeated the same thing again and again.But there was no question, no explanation, just let the other party guess what he meant.

After understanding what the other party meant, Qi Yan bit his lower lip.He stared blankly at Ling Muchen, not knowing what to say.

After about a long time, he said seriously: "Please don't torture me like this again."

"Torture?" Ling Muchen burst out laughing. He came to take care of this person after work so hard. In the eyes of the other party, it was just a kind of torture?Stretching out his hand, he almost crushed the opponent's jaw. The young master's eyes were bloodshot for a moment, and he looked at the opponent fiercely: "Qi Yan——how did I torture you?" It turns out that his love is torture. , his touch is torture, his effort tenderness is torture...why...

"Ling Muchen, let's make things clear, shall we?" Qi Yan looked at Ling Muchen seriously: "I know I'm nothing to you, but I can't be manipulated by you like this."

"So what do you hope?" He sneered.

"...I hope we don't continue like this."

Ambiguous, unclear.The fruitless entanglement, meaningless playing and being played... this kind of relationship, go find someone else.

He suddenly remembered the day when he was crushed by the person in front of him, but when he came back to his senses, no matter what kind of eyes he looked at, he always had a different expression——that expression made Qi Yan feel lost.

Ling Muchen, maybe it's because you were born into a rich family and loved all the time, your heart is too lonely and self-righteous.Or maybe it's just because you are too young and so proud, you only have yourself in your heart from the beginning to the end, and there is no one else at all.

However, you can't just play with other people's feelings just because you are the young master.

Qi Yan looked at Ling Muchen expressionlessly, and told him the final decision: "If possible, I hope that we will only be ordinary friends from now on." After speaking, he ignored the other party's disdainful gaze: "I know that I am in your There's nothing in my heart...I just hope we keep our distance now."

Speaking of which, is he not decisive enough?

"I think so too." Ling Muchen nodded, raised his chin to Qi Yan, and said nothing.

It was the first time that he felt that everything was so confusing—the first time that it was so difficult to get and love someone.

"That's good. I think we only need to maintain the relationship between the superior and the subordinate. As for other matters, I hope that we will not interfere with each other." Qi Yan finished his sentence.

He glanced at Ling Muchen's expression, and found that the other party's proud and cold face didn't have much expression, but there was a lifeless look in those eyes—maybe he felt bored again?

"So?" Ling Muchen understood immediately, "You want me to go, right?" With a sneer, with mockery and contempt, as if to say: Do you think this young master likes staying in this place very much?But he looked at Qi Yan coldly: "Qi Yan, you are wrong. You have no right to control my decision from beginning to end."

What he didn't expect was that someone as weak as Lian Qiyan had such a stubborn side in his heart.

"That's what I mean. As for whether I have the right to control me, I don't care." Unceremoniously expressing his thoughts, Qi Yan found that his vision began to blur as he spoke, and he felt as if It was a mess, "Master Ling, I can't allow any more ridiculous relationship between us."

"Ridiculous?" Being with him is ridiculous?There was a fierce light in Ling Muchen's eyes, he stood up and stood at the far door, and said with a smile: "Okay, I see."

At that moment, Qi Yan was stunned.

Inexplicably ridiculous - as if he really expected something...

"Why are you crying?" At this time, I heard Ling Muchen standing not far away looking at him coldly, with cold and mocking eyes, but his tone was unexpectedly gentle: "Qi Yan, tell me? Why can't you say it?" ?what do you want?"

——What he wants is forever, and he already knows that he can't get it, so why ask for it?

Qi Yan didn't say anything, but wiped away his tears and looked at Ling Muchen: "No, nothing."

"I don't want anything, I don't want anything." No matter what it is, anyone who reluctantly comes will always leave—as if at that time he asked Mo Hanqi to promise himself that he would only love himself.It's as if he deliberately tried to test, so he got a result that he was not satisfied with...

In this world, there is no love he wants at all.No, not even love...

"Then what are you thinking?" Ling Muchen's voice trembled suddenly, and he almost growled and asked.

"Do you want to care so much?" Qi Yan raised his neck high and looked at him without fear: "Do you want to play with my thoughts?"

He had had enough of a life like this--a life of being taunted and looked on.Because, it's just self-deception!Do you still think it is love?How could it be love...