flying planet

After all, Ye Xiwu is an adult male, even if he is strangled, he will not appear too flustered. Jian Xinglai's fingertips are cold, and his expression is obviously not joking, but Ye Xiwu has a sense of absurdity when he hears it .

Because the faces of the two were very close, Jian Xinglai's gaze was like a warm stream of water, flooding Ye Xiwu's eyes.

When he looked at him, it was like admiring a flower, sad and affectionate.

It took Ye Xiwu a long time before she moved gently. Jian Xinglai's palm didn't leave his neck, but she didn't exert any more force. It wouldn't feel uncomfortable, but it was not easy to break free. Ye Xiwu had to to pull his wrist.

Jian Xinglai didn't move.

Ye Xiwu used a little force.

Jian Xinglai still hugged him.

In the back, the two of them were a bit like wrestling, neither of them wanted to let go, and neither of them could break free, the entanglement was a bit chaotic.

Ye Xiwu had to use some ingenuity to push Jian Xinglai against the corner of the table. It was not easy to completely subdue a grown man who was stronger than herself, and Ye Xiwu didn't want to really hurt him. Some embarrassment.

"I'm not a liar." Ye Xiwu said anxiously when Jian Xing came to try to resist, "I'm not a person without a conscience."

Jian Xinglai slowly turned his head and looked at him.

Ye Xiwu: "When I was at my worst, I never thought of asking you to borrow money or owe you money."

Jian Xinglai opened his mouth, he calmed down a little, and asked "why".

"Because I don't want to part with it." Ye Xiwu said helplessly, "I have a heart, and I have you in my heart. I don't want to cause you trouble, and I don't want you to hate me."

He said, his face seemed to be a little red, he murmured for a while, and then said: "You asked me why I came back, besides work, there is actually something else."

He raised his eyes to look at Jian Xing, and suddenly showed a gentle smile: "Because you are here too."

"I will never hurt or betray you." Ye Xiwu's eyes were like the softest stamens blooming in early spring. He looked at Jian Xinglai like the fragrance of flowers, "If I don't do it, you can kill me ,real."

Ye Xiwu actually didn't quite understand Jian Xing's reaction after he said something similar to a confession. He was neither very moved nor surprised, but just accepted it calmly. He couldn't tell whether he agreed or refused. What's more unusual is that they forcibly slept in the same bed with Ye Xiwu at night.

The room Jian Xing came to is not small, the color is uniform and pure white, the floor heating is very hot, people only need to cover a thin quilt to sleep, Ye Xi is always woken up by the other party in the haze, Jian Xing Come and intertwine with his hands and feet, toes hooking toes, caressing and unwilling to let go.

"Go to sleep..." Ye Xiwu muttered, he was so sleepy, "Let's see tomorrow..."

Jian Xinglai whispered, "Go to sleep."

...Ye Xiwu actually wanted to sleep too, but the man's eyes were like fire, burning people very much.

Jian Xinglai probably didn't realize that his touch was not soft, but more like confirming something. Ye Xiwu's cheeks, hair, shoulders, and back had been repeatedly "cared for" countless times. When he got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, Jian Xinglai had to follow him. He stood in front of the toilet to pee, and Jian Xinglai stood beside him with his arms folded and looked expressionlessly.

Ye Xiwu actually doesn't mind being so clingy. After he fell asleep in a daze in the early morning, he didn't wake up until around noon. As soon as he opened his eyes, Jian Xinglai woke up too. The two were still facing each other. Like growing on his face.

"Is there eye droppings?" Ye Xiwu asked jokingly, rubbing his eyes, sniffing again, and muttering, "I'm getting old...it doesn't smell good."

Jian Xinglai didn't speak, he stretched out his fingers, stroked Ye Xiwu's bangs once and for all, and finally poked his head over to sniff.

"No." He said seriously, "You are very fragrant."

It's a rare weekend, the two men don't go anywhere at home, and Ye Xiwu will accompany Jian Xing when he comes to the greenhouse in the morning, but the young master doesn't work, he just watches Ye Xiwu water and weed, renovate the mud, and work. Talking by the way while living, of course Ye Xiwu is talking most of the time, and Jian Xing is listening.

"I'm just getting started after finishing the project for you this time." Ye Xiwu was thinking about the homestay, "If you have any comments, just say it, I'm afraid it will be ruined after spending so much money. "

Jian Xinglai: "There is a master who is watching over the engineering. If you don't understand, you can ask him."

Ye Xiwu sighed: "Master He is very powerful."

Jian Xing glanced at him, and said lightly: "No. 1 Outdoor Garden Art Design in S City, I invited him here to help you, there are projects he participated in, you sign in front of him, from now on, only you choose projects For your sake, no project will dislike your low qualifications."

Ye Xiwu was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "Are you playing the role? Are you throwing money at me?"

Jian Xinglai glanced at him: "Then why don't you sing a song?"

Of course Ye Xiwu can't sing, but he can still hum. He sang intermittently for a while, then changed the mud and moved the flowers again. When the sun shone in, Ye Xiwu looked up and saw Jian Xing coming. His gaze fell on him like light.

"The flower in the Xingxing glass bottle." Jian Xinglai asked suddenly, "What kind of flower is it?"

Ye Xiwu raised her eyebrows, and deliberately asked, "Did you not at that time?"

Jian Xinglai squinted his eyes, and he pursed his lips, obviously not very happy.

"I haven't seen you plant it before." Jian Xing said, "Why didn't you plant it?"

Ye Xiwu stood up, took off his gloves, stretched his waist, moved his neck back and forth, then suddenly bent down, with his palms on his knees, his face next to Jian Xinglai's ear, and said with a soft smile : "The flower is planted for you. If you don't want it, I won't plant it. If you want it, I will plant it for you. So, do you want it or not?"

Of course, Jian Xinglai doesn't like to do multiple-choice questions. There's no reason for an adult not to do so. He is just tickled by Ye Xiwu's attitude. Men are like arsonists, and their hearts blossom everywhere.

Ye Xiwu squatted halfway and hadn't stood up when she was pulled by Jian Xinglai and bumped into her arms. Unfortunately, the two of them misjudged their body shape and fell backwards together.

Fortunately, Jian Xing came behind the sunflowers that Ye Xiwu had picked before, and the flowers spread out on the ground like a blanket, and the two of them fell in together, like falling into a golden river.

Ye Xiwu was riding on Jian Xinglai's waist. Because of his work, the sweat on his forehead was still wet, his bangs were wet, and his work vest was stuck to his body, outlining the lines of his chest and abdominal muscles. He laughed Even more romantic than golden sunflowers, she asked Jian Xing in a low voice: "Do you like me?"

Jian Xinglai refused to say anything, he held Ye Xiwu's waist, his eyes wandered around the man's face and body, finally, as if he couldn't help it, he pressed the back of Ye Xiwu's neck, and pressed the man's head down .

Ye Xiwu swiftly took a sunflower between their faces and muttered, "There will be a fee."

Jian Xing came to "tsk", but still didn't say anything, just raised her head, and kissed Ye Xiwu's lips through the sunflower's heart.