The actor with the actor

Cheng Yue's kiss was delicate and gentle, starting from Shen Jing's red ears, moving slowly along the jawline, bringing out an ambiguous and intimate kissing sound.

Shen Jing unconsciously slowed down her breathing rhythm and closed her eyes enjoying herself.

Cheng Yue raised his eyes and glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his left hand to gently draw his chin back.

Shen Jing's head was forced to tilt back to the right side, his lips and chin were kissed several times, his Adam's apple was exposed to the most dangerous area, and rolled slightly.

Cheng Yue's bristling hair kept rubbing against the thin skin on his neck, feeling itchy.

His head couldn't stop digging into Cheng Yue's arms.

The big invisible tail behind Cheng Yue swayed, and he felt that Shen Jing's well-behaved appearance looked like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

He tilted his head and kissed Shen Jing's Adam's apple, then opened his mouth to hold it in his mouth, and sucked heavily, the lower teeth gently grinding on his delicate skin.

The surrounding air is filled with thick lust.

Shen Jing grabbed the corner of his clothes with one hand, and the other hand that had no place to rest grabbed the curtain beside him, and let out a very weak hum in his throat.

The teeth and the tip of his tongue that were constantly gnawing and teasing between his neck seemed to bring out bursts of tiny electric currents, which were transmitted to the limbs and bones through the nerves.

Shen Jing's calves and knees felt weak after being kissed, and she wished she could just kneel on the ground.

Cheng Yue walked around in front of him, pressed his hand holding the curtain to his lower abdomen, and said softly, "Just touch me."

Shen Jing's face became hot immediately, and her round fingertips gently scratched his side waist twice, grabbed his clothes and pulled them down forcefully, as if struggling to resist, but also as if flirting.

Cheng Yue wrapped the man in his arms and kissed wantonly, as if this was the only way to prove that the man was his.

When the doorbell rang, the two opened their eyes together, their faces full of tenderness and affection.

Cheng Yue raised his thumb and wiped the corner of Shen Jing's mouth, then smiled, "My saliva is on it."

"Is your mouth leaking?" Shen Jing also smiled, and gently pushed him away, "I'll go and open the door."

Cheng Yue hugged him from behind, resting his chin on Shen Jing's shoulder, "Together."

Shen Jing pushed his head back, but Cheng Yue hugged him even closer.

"Hey, my jaw is stuck." Cheng Yue laughed in his ear.

No matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't push, Shen Jing couldn't do anything with him, turned his head and kissed him on the cheek, stood behind the door and whispered: "I opened the door."

Cheng Yue raised his head obediently and stood behind him, his hands still on his waist.

The waiter was an elderly aunt who didn't know these two people. After a friendly greeting, she pushed the dining car and put the things on the table one by one.

"The soup is just ready, be careful when you drink it, and remember to extinguish the candle in time after it is lit," she explained carefully, while putting the tableware and other utensils on the table, bent down at the end, and smiled at the two of them, "Wish you The two gentlemen enjoyed their meal."

"Thank you," Shen Jing took the small and exquisite matchbox in her hand, turned around and raised it, "What a special little box."

"Children can't play with fire," Cheng Yue snatched the matchbox from him, "Dad put it away for you."

The aunt was amused, and closed the door for them before leaving.

"You're obviously younger than me, alright, it's always Daddy's job, so it's easy to say." Shen Jing sat down and handed him a pair of chopsticks.

"It's strange. When I was with you, I never felt that you were older than me. I felt that we were the same age. Sometimes I even felt that you were younger than me. I really wanted to take care of you." Cheng Yue said.

"That may be because my mentality is relatively young," Shen Jing picked up the transparent fruit teapot, "Do you want to drink it?"

Cheng Yue pushed the cup over and straightened his back, "Obviously I am more mature."

"Take some face off." Shen Jing put the kettle back on the table, took a sip of the warm fruit tea, and licked his lips, "It smells so good."

Cheng Yue picked up the cup and took a sip, and pretended to taste it, "Tsk tsk, I still think our little Jingjing is the most fragrant."

Shen Jing smiled embarrassingly, took off his shoes and kicked him under the table, Cheng Yue clamped his legs hard, and tightly circled his two calves.

Shen Jing struggled a few times without breaking free, and simply gave up.

A table of eight dishes, plus a fruit platter, the dishes are basically some Chinese food that he usually prefers, and the bowl of soft-shelled turtle soup is bigger than his face plate.

Both the boiled beef and the bullfrog with pickled peppers taste authentic, but they are also very spicy. Cheng Yue never touches chili peppers, so these things are probably ordered according to his taste.

Very touching.

Cheng Yue always takes care of his feelings in the smallest details, although he usually looks carefree and a little lewd... But occasionally, when he is serious, he feels that his thoughts are incredibly delicate.

"You have already ordered my favorite food, so how can I eat it all by myself." Shen Jing picked up a piece of beef and ate it.

"Who told you to finish eating?" Cheng Yue took a sip of the hot soup, "Taste every one of them."

"That's not a waste. I knew we should call Xiao Xiao and Mouse together." Shen Jing said.

"I knew you must have this idea again, but luckily I didn't tell you in advance," Cheng Yue flattened his lips, "Don't you want to celebrate my birthday alone?"

"Of course I want to." Shen Jing rubbed his thigh with his left hand under the table, "The main reason is that you ordered too much, which is a bit wasteful. You can't spend it like this if you have money."

"Then do you want to take care of my bank card for me?" Cheng Yue put his wallet on the table expectantly.

"I don't want it." Shen Jing firmly refused.

Cheng Yue "? Stretched boat spring?? Tax radon?? Mao? Auspicious qiyi ǘ 嗌伲? Yizhong ǘ 嗌 Zhuotu ǘ 嗌伲? Petit Patel

Shen Jing grabbed his arm reflexively, "You're out of your mind!"

"With you." Cheng Yue said.

The corner of Shen Jing's mouth curled up slightly, "I'm sick."

Cheng Yue suddenly turned around, held his cheek, and kissed him deeply on the lips.

Shen Jing raised her eyes to look at him, and smiled, "Eat well, what kind of flirting..."

"I'm eating." Cheng Yue lowered his head and squeezed his lips, "I want to taste something like boiled beef."

Shen Jing's cheeks were hot, and he couldn't help shrinking back. Cheng Yue squeezed his jaw tightly, and the tip of his tongue easily pushed in. After a while of licking and entanglement, he licked the seam of his lips and said, "It's so spicy."

Shen Jing's entire face was as red as a pepper.

"Your lips are so soft." Cheng Yue stroked his lips, a little unfinished, and wanted to move closer.

"Hurry up and eat..." Shen Jing pushed the person to the opposite side, bowed her head in shame and continued to eat.

"Why don't you drink soup?" Cheng Yue poked the turtle soup and said seductively, "This is delicious."

Shen Jing shook her head, "I don't like soup very much."

"Tsk, why are you so picky about eating?" Cheng Yue filled a large bowl, placed it in front of him, and ordered solemnly, "Drink it up and replenish your body. You have lost a lot of weight recently."

Shen Jing took a sip.

"How does it taste?" Cheng Yue looked at him expectantly.

"It's quite fresh." Shen Jing drank the soup in one gulp as if doing a mission.

Cheng Yue couldn't stop adding something to his bowl, "Then you should eat more, try each one."

Shen Jing fished out a small piece of translucent meat cut into a pattern from the soup. The color looked a bit like a tendon, but it didn't feel like it.

"What is this?" He put it in front of his nose and smelled it, but he didn't smell anything special.

"I don't know," Cheng Yue said with a dazed look on his face, "you'll know what it is if you try it."

"I've never eaten this kind of thing," Shen Jing raised her eyes and glanced at him, "You didn't order the menu, don't you know?"

"I didn't look carefully, the soup was made blindly..." Cheng Yue glanced into his bowl with some guilt, not daring to tell him that it was a bullwhip.

"It looks a bit like tendon," Shen Jing said.

"That's probably it," Cheng Yue urged eagerly, "Eat it and see how it tastes."

Shen Jing stuffed it into her mouth and chewed twice.

"How is it?" Cheng Yue's eyes almost lit up.

"Chew constantly," Shen Jing lowered his head and spat into the tissue again, "I can assure you that this is not beef tendon, it tastes weird and not very tasty."

Cheng Yue supported his forehead and sighed softly, "Okay."

It was the first time for Shen Jing to have dinner with the beautiful night view. He was in a good mood and ate a lot. The two even chatted about some trivial things about their parents.

It was only tonight that he found out that Cheng Yue's father was mainly in the real estate business, Tianyao was only part of his investment, and his mother used to be a producer.

In contrast, my family is very ordinary, my father runs a small business, and my mother is a small nurse.

There is always some low self-esteem, but when I think about it carefully, I feel that it is nothing.

Everyone has a different destiny, a different direction, and a different responsibility.

A mother's profession can relieve the pain of patients, and a father's profession has brought convenience to many people's lives. I can give the character a soul and bring some fun to the audience.

Just try to run in a good direction, live a frank and comfortable life, and other external conditions are not that important.

Anyway, Cheng Yue will not look down on him because of money. They have experienced joy, dullness, comfort, and many bad things, and even experienced the test of life and death.

It is not easy to find such a soul mate who is compatible with the three views.

When he was about to eat, Cheng Yue placed the small cake in the middle of the dining table, lit two small digital candles, and turned off all the lights in the room with the remote control.

The surroundings were so dark that you couldn't see your fingers, and the warm yellow candlelight flickered gently, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere.

Cheng Yue clicked on the piano app on his phone, "I'll sing you a birthday song."

"Okay." Shen Jing looked forward to it.

He likes to listen to Cheng Yue sing and his voice.

Cheng Yue tapped the screen with light and flexible fingers, and the black and white keys made a crisp and pleasant sound.

"Why isn't the milkshake sweet~Why isn't the scenery beautiful~Because you are by my side, the world has only one focus~" Cheng Yue raised his eyes to look at Shen Jing, and hummed softly.

Shen Jing originally thought he could sing the most common birthday song, but when he heard the lyrics, the smile from the corner of his mouth spread to his eyes.

"Before this, who the hell was I~ You appeared in front of my eyes~everything changed in an instant!~" Cheng Yue's eyes were shining brightly behind the candlelight, and his slightly ethereal voice echoed in the room.

Shen Jing could see the slightly upturned corners of his mouth and curved eyebrows, which were very good-looking.

"Happybirthday, you are by my side, and a lifetime of suffering with you is better than a day in heaven~"

"The kite and the wind are lingering, the poet and the poem are circling, you sit beside me, this kind of happiness is indescribable~"

Cheng Yue's soft voice combined with the moving melody can make people's legs go limp. Shen Jing is glad that he is sitting now.

Under the table, someone's feet were still dangling with his calf between them. As soon as the song ended, Shen Jing's cheeks flushed.

Rubbed his thighs, applauded and said, "It sounds good."

"Make a wish." Cheng Yue put away his phone and looked up at him.

Just as Shen Jing closed his eyes, Cheng Yue couldn't help asking: "What wish do you wish? Is it about me?"

"It won't work if you say it." Shen Jing said.

"If it doesn't work, I'll make him work too." Cheng Yue raised his brows confidently, "tell me, and I'll see if I can help you."

Shen Jing had nothing to do with him, and raised a finger, "The first wish is to hope that the family is healthy and safe."

"This will definitely happen." Cheng Yue said with his chin propped up.

"The second is that "The Eagle" was broadcast smoothly." Shen Jing said.

Cheng Yue was a little anxious, "Why don't you have me?"

"You are in the first wish." Shen Jing said.

Cheng Yue covered his chest, feeling the warmth in his heart, he couldn't hold it any longer, so he rushed over to wrap him in his arms and kissed him fiercely.

"Do you have any other wishes?" Cheng Yue forced himself into a small sofa with Shen Jing, and asked with his arms around his shoulders.

Shen Jing thought about it carefully, "It's gone."

"That's it?" Cheng Yue felt sorry for not being able to use him.

"Ah," Shen Jing nodded, "Otherwise, if you have any wish, I will help you make it."

"This..." Cheng Yue squinted at him, smiling like a wolf with a big tail, "I'm so sorry."

"Try it, I don't know if it will work or not." Shen Jing said solemnly.

"Is it okay to have a little pornographic content?" Cheng Yue asked tentatively.

"Get out," Shen Jing didn't hesitate at all, and blew out the candle with a "huh".

Cheng Yue rolled his eyes in the dark.

Calculating that the time is almost up, the effect of the nourishing soup should also come up, Cheng Yue asked Shen Jing if he felt hot all over.

"No." Shen Jing shook his head.

Cheng Yue's eyes darkened.

fraud!

They are all liars!

It has no effect at all!

The plot in the little yellow book about drinking the nourishing soup and getting so hot that you dive into your partner's arms is really a lie!

What should I do now, I don't necessarily have to rely on the author of the little yellow book.

After Shen Jing turned on the light, he saw Cheng Yue's cheeks were slightly flushed, and asked, "Are you hot?"

Cheng Yue picked up a paper towel on the table with some guilt and fanned it, "A little bit."

"Then you go take a shower first," Shen Jing sighed, "I don't have any clothes, what should I do?"

"Don't wear it, the mouse will be sent to us tomorrow." Cheng Yue said, propping his cheeks.

Shen Jing ignored him, turned her head and found the disposable underwear in a gift box in the closet, and breathed a sigh of relief, the luxury suite is different!

So thoughtful...

Cheng Yue was regretting why he didn't ask Yan Minghao to check the contents earlier and throw away everything that should be thrown away.

Seeing that Cheng Yue couldn't get up, Shen Jing asked again: "Do you wash first or should I wash first?"

"You go first." Cheng Yue fell onto the bed like a deflated ball.

Shen Jing let out an "oh", walked into the bathroom and finished brushing her teeth, then leaned against the door and listened to the sound with concern.

Although it's not good to doubt Cheng Yue like this, he always felt that Cheng Yue would sneak in when he was taking a shower...and then ask him this and that in a slightly threatening manner.

As soon as the door was opened a crack, a figure standing at the door swooped onto the bed.

really!

"Cheng Yue!" Shen Jing roared.

"Aha?" Cheng Yue lay on the bed and turned his head innocently.

"Ha you ghost!" Shen Jing slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Why did you lock the door again? Didn't you even let me see?" Cheng Yue roared loudly, and walked to the door, "I'm going to be angry if you do this again."

"Then get angry!" Shen Jing also raised her voice, "My lunar birthday is so critical and grand, and it only happens once a year, so get angry!"

Cheng Yue laughed angrily at him, leaned against the door and sighed, complaining about the injustice of this world, the drought and the waterlogging.

"Then you plan to hide from me for the rest of your life?"

"Of course you can, but can you guarantee that you don't move your hands or feet?" After Shen Jing finished speaking, she quickly added, "Obviously impossible, why don't you and I understand? Your brain can't control your movements at all. , I have to fundamentally curb your unsightly thoughts."

Cheng Yue squatted on the ground and couldn't help laughing, "They have been in my mind for a long time, and I can't stop myself."

Cheng Yue smiled and suddenly remembered what Yan Minghao had said to him.

However, he has a straightforward temper, and really couldn't think of any roundabout ways to make indirect remarks, and said bluntly: "During the day, Yan Minghao asked me to ask you something."

"What?" Shen Jing froze for a moment.

"Do you have any psychological shadows about sex and love?" Cheng Yue asked.

The movements of Shen Jing's hands paused for a moment, "You actually made this public!?"

"I'm not preaching!" Cheng Yue felt his calf a little soft when he got up, "I'm helping you consult..."

With a single-minded mind, he regretted it immediately after speaking. Shen Jing must be very embarrassed because he has a thin skin.

The next second, the bathroom door was pulled open, half of Cheng Yue was still leaning against the door, and suddenly, he fell directly into Shen Jing's arms.

"Why do you..." Cheng Yue raised his eyes and saw Shen Jing's serious expression, and immediately straightened his back, afraid of being hanged by Shen Jing, he kept backing away.

"What are you consulting for? Consulting!" Shen Jing pressed on with a cold face, "You just think I can't do it!"

"No, no... I don't think you can't do it..." Cheng Yue smiled and waved his hands, eager to explain, he didn't pay attention to his feet, his knees touched the edge of the bed, and he sat down on the soft mattress.

"No, no, no!" Shen Jing slapped his hand off, leaned over and pointed at his nose, "Who else did you tell about this!?"

"Oh, it's so fierce." Cheng Yue covered his chest, looking at Shen Jing's swollen little face, his heart was a little turbulent again.

Why are you so cute!

"Are you angry?" Cheng Yue held his fingertips and kissed him, and the invisible tail behind him shook in favor, "I was just joking with you."

Shen Jing frowned, didn't speak, and took out her finger to shake Cheng Yue's nose twice, "Warning you, I'm not sick! Don't spread rumors!"

Cheng Yue lightly bit the tip of his index finger, and with a force on his legs, he staggered and threw him into his arms, "I know."

Shen Jing propped her elbows on both sides of his waist, looking down at him.

"Then do you want to prove it to me with practical actions so that you can shut my mouth?" Cheng Yue pinched his joints and teased maliciously.