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The man's lips were soft and warm, and the breath he exhaled was hot, brushing against the boy's young skin gently like a feather.

Lu Yangshu's cheeks were a little red, and his slender and beautiful hands firmly supported Ke Yue's legs, and slowly continued walking up the mountain with him on his back.

He was so curious about how he and the man got together, and couldn't help asking: "We are so old, how could you agree to be with me?"

"Well... because you are so handsome."

Lu Yangshu knew that he was good-looking, but he felt that he was not good enough to see that.And the man looks very handsome, the sharp and indifferent cool guy is not inferior to him.

He said dissatisfiedly, "You lied to me again."

"Really, I fell in love with you as soon as I saw your face."

When Ke Yue spoke, he pinched Lu Yangshu's face.The young boy's skin is as tender as egg white, with a red mark when pinched, cute and playful.Lu Yangshu also let him knead with a good temper.

Ke Yue saw his cute and youthful appearance, kissed him again, and said with a light smile, "So I was so good-looking when I was young. I really regret that I was born so late. It would be better if I was born more than ten years earlier. I'm a few years older than you, so you don't have to rely on your experience to bully me in bed."

"..."

The lover's words were too warm and straightforward, Lu Yangshu's ears turned red, and he rarely retorted in a low voice: "I'm not that kind of person."

You don't even know how doggy you are in the future, Ke Yue scolded in his heart, but he couldn't help feeling a little sad when he thought that every relationship with a man ended so tragically.

After getting along for five or six years, he has gradually become familiar with men's sullen temper.

Is Lu Yangshu qualified as a partner?It must be qualified, and it can even be said to be impeccable, but the problem is also here.He looked so perfect that it was almost fake.Even when in love, a man can maintain absolute politeness and restraint, as if no matter how close the relationship is, he can accurately draw a boundary for the other party, and will not allow him to cross his own rational line and do things out of control.

Handsome, gentle, romantic and considerate, he raised his lover's expectations to the highest level from the very beginning, but after dating, he found that men only have these things, and he would naturally be disappointed.

The person who changed was never Lu Yangshu, his threshold was always there.

Maybe it's a natural fickleness, maybe it's an acquired shadow, but it's doomed that he can't respond to the more enthusiastic expectations of his lover.

Breaking up countless times, even if you have no heart, it will definitely not be easy.

A man is a star hanging high in the sky. It looks radiant and flawless, but only when you touch it can you feel his coldness and desolation.

He is willing to burn himself and bring heat to his star.

And 19-year-old Lu Yangshu has not suffered so many emotional injuries, and his eyes are bright and innocent.

After all, he is his lover. Even though Ke Yueming knew that the boy's personality was flawed, he couldn't help but be biased and said: "Yes, yes, so when you date other people in the future, keep your eyes open. It's not your fault, don't think too much."

Lu Yangshu's tone was a bit strange: "Have I dated many people besides you?"

"Ah."

"...Why did you react like this?"

"Is there something wrong with my reaction? Don't you think I'm arguing with you because of this?" Ke Yue laughed and said, "Don't you hate disputes and jealousy the most?"

We all know this.Lu Yangshu was finally sure that the man was his future lover.

But the man's reaction was so calm and calm, which made the young boy a little depressed, and felt like an old bastard in the future.

His lover is so much younger than him, so it's normal for him to have a bit of a temper. How can he be so well-behaved and sensible? He must be bullying others and making them compromise by taking advantage of his age.

Although Lu Yangshu is young, he already has experience in relationships. He is very clear about his personality and style of doing things, so he feels sorry for men.

The boy put his lover on his back again, and said unhappy: "I know that after I'm with you, I won't look for other people."

"Why?" It was Ke Yue's turn to be surprised this time.He really couldn't believe that a man who was crazy like a butterfly and relied on charm to win love would be honest.

"One lover is enough."

Lu Yangshu kept his back firmly on his back, and said: "Since I already know that I will be with you in the future, why bother to find other people, why not use this time and energy to hone my acting skills."

Although he knew that this might just be the sweet talk that young boys are best at, Ke Yue still smiled sullenly, put his cheek against the boy's thin but broad back, and said with a smile: "Well, you really have to work hard in acting."

Lu Yangshu walked with him on his back for more than half an hour.After all, Ke Yue is 1.8 meters three. Although he looks slender, he has muscles and is not light. The boy blushed with exhaustion and had a thick neck, but he continued to walk forward without saying a word.

Seeing that he was sweating, Ke Yue took the initiative to say, "My feet don't hurt anymore, please let me down."

Lu Yangshu squatted down to put him down, and carefully supported him: "We won't leave if it hurts, I'll carry you after a while."

"It's okay, no need."

He was so serious that Ke Yue felt a little embarrassed. In order not to let the boys find out that he was pretending, he walked slowly along with the boys.

The two came a bit late, and when they climbed to the top, it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky cleared and the sun came out.

The air on the top of the mountain is cold and fresh, the view is wide, and the soft snow becomes shiny under the soft sunlight, which is too beautiful to behold.

Lu Yangshu happily slid back and forth on the icy road trampled by passers-by, not at all mature and reserved at that time in Hokkaido, Ke Yue looked at him and smiled beside him.

The boy had finished skating, and went to collect pure white snow everywhere. He squeezed a white and clean heart, and happily showed Ke Yue: "Is it beautiful?"

"Pretty." Ke Yue said.

"Give it to you."

Lu Yangshu was going to put it in his hand, but then he remembered something, took out a thick handkerchief from his pocket, wrapped the snow heart in the handkerchief before handing it to him: "This way it won't be so cold."

"But it will melt faster that way."

"It's okay, didn't you say that we will see more snow in the future, and I will see you off then."

Ke Yue smiled and said, "Okay."

When going down the mountain, the two took the cable car.

Ke Yue's cold symptoms became more and more serious, and he leaned against the cold glass drowsily. The snow core in the handkerchief gradually melted into cold water, dripping down his fingers, but the man was still reluctant to throw it away.

In a daze, someone moved his head to the warm and reliable shoulder, gently pressed his cool and slender hand to his hot cheek, and seemed to mutter: "I really have a fever..."

Ke Yue knew who it was, but he couldn't make a sound when he wanted to speak. His thin eyelids seemed to be heavy at the moment, and he couldn't open them no matter what.

His vision was dark, and Ke Yue, who was overheated, finally passed out from fatigue and burning.

When he woke up again, before he opened his eyes, Ke Yue shouted hoarsely: "Lu Yangshu..."

"I am here."

A familiar and gentle voice sounded in his ears, and Ke Yue felt something wet and cold was pressed on his forehead, and he grabbed it with his hand uncomfortably, but was restrained by one hand.

Ke Yue opened his eyes with difficulty, and under the warm orange light in the bedroom, he saw an extremely familiar, mature and gentle handsome face.

"Lu Yangshu, have you worn it back?" Ke Yue stared in confusion.

The 36-year-old Lu Yangshu stuffed his restless hands back into the warm bed, with that kind of indulgent and helpless smile on his handsome and gentle face, with a gentle tone: "I'm always by your side."

"I didn't have time to turn on the air conditioner last night. You may have caught a cold. You have a little fever now." Seeing that he was not used to the wet towel on his forehead, Lu Yangshu took it off and said warmly.

"Hmm..." Ke Yue closed his eyes again, and replied in a daze, wondering why his head was so hot.

Seeing his confused look, Lu Yangshu smiled, got up and brought over the prepared medicine, and said warmly to the young man who was wrapped tightly in the duvet like a mummy, "Open your mouth."

Ke Yue closed his eyes and opened his mouth obediently.

Lu Yangshu fed him the medicine familiarly, and fed him water with a bottle with a straw. Ke Yue drank a few sips, opened his eyes again, and Lu Yangshu thoughtfully removed the straw.

Ke Yue's voice was not so dry anymore, looking at the smiling man in front of him, he said angrily, "I've been made sick by you, why are you so happy?"

"Hmm... Maybe it was a sweet dream." Lu Yangshu said with a smile.

In the dream, his young lover became an older man, more stable and mature, and knew to come to comfort him.

Ke Yue rolled his eyes at him, turned his head away from him, and muttered in a low voice: "Smile so happily, I don't know which ex I dreamed about again..."

The smile on the corners of Lu Yangshu's lips deepened, thinking that young people still have a little temper and don't make people feel so distressed, which is quite cute.

He touched Ke Yue's cheek with his hand, and said gently: "It's not snowing in Yunshan these days, let's take Sangsang there to play on the weekend."

Ke Yue has always had no objection to his arrangement, so he hummed, yawned, then turned around and opened the quilt and said to the man, "You're not cold standing there, come in quickly."

Lu Yangshu took off the slippers on his feet in a gentle manner, got under the bed, and hugged the hot young man.

Ke Yue put his face into the man's arms in a daze, and said in a low voice: "Lu Yangshu, I also had a dream just now. I dreamed of you at the age of 19."

Lu Yangshu was stunned for a moment, then lowered his eyes gently, and asked with a smile: "Well...how is it?"

"You are much cuter at 19 than you are now."

"is it?"

"It looks better, too."

"Sure, I'm almost forty now, getting old,"

"You're not old!" Ke Yue opened his eyes and emphasized.

Lu Yangshu smiled: "Yes."

"Do you mean what you say at the age of 19?"

"It counts. Unlike someone, I don't have the bad habit of talking nonsense with my eyes open."

Taunting him again.

For the sake of that dream, Ke Yue didn't bother with him, and snorted coldly: "Go to Yunshan on weekends and pinch a snow heart for me."

Lu Yangshu smiled and kissed the forehead of his lover: "Yes."

"I remember."

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[Cold and arrogant young president Gong x gentle and sweet little fool by 1v1 years under Shuangjie HE article]

Little fool Song Runqing picked up a man.

The man had a handsome face, but he was even stupider than him. After he picked him up and brought him home, he was the only person he knew, sticking to his butt all day long: "Qingqing, Qingqing."

And often yelling and yelling, it became "kiss."

"Honey, I want to kiss you."

"Honey, you smell so good..."

"Wife, can you go home with me?"

Just like a man pulling his hand pitifully, the little fool is also reluctant to part with a man.

But after Song Runqing went there with the man, he realized that the man was not stupid. The man just bumped his head and lost his previous memories, just like he forgot the memories with him after waking up.

On his hand was a ring given to him by a man, and he became the wife he was marrying,

But Gu Jinhan, who had recovered his memory, never asked him to call him his wife again. His eyes were still full of tenderness, but he was looking at another man.

It turned out that he was the only real fool.

The little fool Song Runqing regretted it. He left the ring in that grand villa, and fled back to his dilapidated but warm little house with his bulging belly.

Thinking of everything, Gu Jinhan lost his calm and self-control, and looked for it like crazy, looked at the little fool who was huddled in the corner, and begged in a hoarse voice: "Hey, you have a baby, come back with me. "

However, Song Runqing threw a pillow on his face, and the obedient and obedient little fool who loved him the most cried so hard that his eyes turned red and he whimpered, "No, you are a bad person. I only want my original A-Han, you give me back my A-Han Give me!"