Misfiring

Yan Haifeng admired Yu Yelin's courage and envied him for getting someone like Yang Jiuhui.

Or a living treasure.

He was just too rowdy.

A week after the mission ended, Yan Haifeng took a long vacation for himself. Whenever he had nothing to do, he would always go to Qaeda or Yang Jiuhui's house to see what he was up to.

Of course, Yang Jiuhui never found out.

In Qaeda, only others look at him, but his gaze never stays in the crowd.

He didn't know what he really looked like, so he only grinded out his contact information before parting.When he was idle alone, he would often send him text messages with his mobile phone in his hand, talking nonsense all over the world, which was not nutritious.

Yan Haifeng seldom replied, but he was very happy to watch.

In a blink of an eye, it was summer.

During that time, they didn't see each other for three full months. Yan Haifeng came back from his mission that day, with the smell of gunpowder still on his hands. When he opened his cell phone, he saw Yang Jiuhui asking him to come to his house for a reunion.

Their current relationship is not bad, and their personal friendship is very close, which can be attributed to the category of friends.

It seemed that there should be no more involvement, and there was no need to meet, but Yang Jiuhui said that he wanted to talk to him about something.

Go ahead.

Yang Jiuhui moved, and the new address is not far from Qaeda, which is convenient for him to visit occasionally.

Yan Haifeng knew that he had given up part of his shares to a person named Ying Yang, intending to help him to the top.Probably because he knows that he can't control the market, instead of monopolizing the power and making a mess, it's better to be a favor and gain both fame and fortune.

He is really smart.

It's just that there are always some strange hobbies, such as wearing skirts.

early morning.

Yang Jiuhui followed the bell and opened the door, and Yan Haifeng saw the clothes on him in a blink of an eye.

Wearing a pure black waist dress, the skirt is very short, just covering the heels of the legs, two bow tie ties rest on the shoulders, revealing the delicate collarbone, he is not wearing anything on the feet, you can clearly see the wine red on the top nail polish.

It's too wrong, but it's not against harmony at all.

On the contrary, Yang Jiuhui found him strange: "Why are you still wearing this thing?"

Yan Haifeng was pulled into the house by him, and while changing his shoes, he asked back: "Why are you dressed like this?"

Yang Jiuhui took it for granted, "Because it looks good and is comfortable."

He doesn't like wearing pants very much, he always feels something is grinding between his legs, if Yan Haifeng doesn't come, he can dress more casually, just a big T-shirt will do it.

Yan Haifeng nodded: "Same."

Yang Jiuhui didn't believe his nonsense: "It's comfortable to cover your face with something." Then, he took out a bottle of Bordeaux from the wine cabinet and shook it, "Drink something?"

Before Yan Haifeng could answer, he opened the wine by himself.

"I can drink a bar when I'm on vacation. I'm sure I can't finish it by myself."

If you can't finish drinking, you can still open it.

Yan Haifeng reluctantly followed him to the coffee table and sat down, without refusing the cup pushed to him.

It takes time to sober up. During this period, Yang Jiuhui was not idle. He sat cross-legged on the ground, resting his chin on one hand, and stared at Yan Haifeng leisurely.

Yan Haifeng looked away first: "What are you looking at?"

Yang Jiuhui asked curiously, "Do your subordinates know what you look like?"

Yan Haifeng didn't speak, it seemed that he didn't know.

"Hey, do I have to be responsible for you after seeing your face?" Yang Jiuhui suddenly smiled, "So what if I touched it like this."

"Let's pay for it."

"..." Yang Jiuhui thought he had heard it wrong, but Yan Haifeng suddenly coughed uncomfortably, convincing him that there was nothing wrong with his ears and that the other party had a problem, "Are you being pierced by someone's soul?!"

"No." Yan Haifeng didn't understand, but he also knew that it was not a good word.

"That's what I really think." Yang Jiuhui nodded seriously, "It's fine, how do you like to do it?"

Yan Haifeng quietly waited for the heat to pass, his normally cold face was a little hot: "Drink your wine."

Yang Jiuhui kept staring at him, his eyes full of inquiry: "You drink with me."

"..." Yan Haifeng was still struggling.

"Pick it off, at worst I will marry you." Yang Jiuhui further dispelled his worries.

pat.

The soft mask fell on the table.

Yan Haifeng looked at him nakedly, with a provocative arc on his lips: "It's too late to regret it now."

It was not his original intention to be remembered because of his mystery. Yang Jiuhui had struggled with this matter so many times. If he tried to evade it again, it would be awkward. Why not just satisfy his curiosity so that he would not have to worry about it all day long.

"No regrets!"

Not only did Yang Jiuhui not regret it, but he also felt that he had found a treasure.

Yan Haifeng looks far more handsome than he imagined, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips, three-dimensional and deep facial features, he really doesn't look like a human life trader.

"Why didn't you become a star at that time, it must be a big hit."

"Men, speak according to your ability." Yan Haifeng's thinking is relatively traditional, and he doesn't bother to show his face.

"Oh——" The enthusiasm gradually faded, Yang Jiuhui took a sip of his wine in a bad mood, and his thoughts suddenly turned a few corners, "Do you think I don't look like a man?"

Yan Haifeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and then realized that what he said just now was inappropriate, at least for Yang Jiuhui, it seemed easy to misunderstand.

But Yan Haifeng also felt conflicted.

In the old days, if he met someone like Yang Jiuhui, he would never take a second look.A man with a normal body and mind, wearing skirts, makeup, and bright nail polish. If he looks bad, he will destroy the appearance of the city. If he looks good, he will be suspected of being coquettish.

It's just that when Yang Jiuhui did this, he didn't have extra thoughts. Instead, he would start to reflect and realize that his previous thoughts were offensive, impolite, full of prejudice, and completely unacceptable.

Yan Haifeng looked at Yang Jiuhui's drinking posture, and saw that he raised his head and drank the red wine as if it were white wine. His movements were heroic, and the leaked wine slipped over his Adam's apple and into his neckline, leaving a faint crimson mark.

Doesn't he look like a man?

The answer is undoubtedly no.

"I didn't mean that." Yan Haifeng explained.

"What does that mean?" Yang Jiuhui asked.

"I'm just talking about myself."

Yang Jiuhui nodded, as if he didn't mind anymore.

Yan Haifeng breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Jiuhui persuaded him to drink some wine. After a while, he swung his glass and asked casually, "You said before that you are not interested in men. Do you still count on it now?"

Yan Haifeng subconsciously wanted to answer in the affirmative, but he swallowed the words again, and said vaguely: "What?"

"Gossip and see what kind of person you like."

"What about you?" He asked suddenly, Yan Haifeng didn't have any thoughts for a while, only Yang Jiuhui's drunken face was in front of him, and everything else was out of the blue.

"Me?" Yang Jiuhui was stunned, then smiled, "I like you like this."

"..."

"I mean, your type is not specific."

"what type."

"It looks like the kind with particularly good technology."

"..." Yan Haifeng had never seen such a battle before, and hurriedly changed the subject, "You drank too much."

"Probably." While speaking, Yang Jiuhui sighed almost imperceptibly.

Yan Haifeng's hearing is excellent, and it's hard to miss it. It was at this moment that he suddenly realized something. He paused, squeezed the glass, and drank the wine slowly.

Yang Jiuhui clicked to the end, no longer entangled.

But it was hard for Yan Haifeng, and when he mentioned it like this, a new idea suddenly sprouted——

Yes, why can't you like men.

The atmosphere became a little ambiguous, and when Yan Haifeng looked at Yang Jiuhui again, he had already put down his cup and leaned on the sofa.His eyelashes were very long, casting dark shadows of crow blue under his eyes, and his brows were furrowed, seeming a little uncomfortable.

Yan Haifeng thoughtfully brought him a blanket and covered it lightly.Yang Jiuhui took advantage of the situation and hugged his hand without saying a word, as if it was just an inadvertent move.

Yan Haifeng stiffened half of his body, and when he finally made up his mind to withdraw his hand, Yang Jiuhui suddenly opened his eyes and squinted at him.There was only one dim floor lamp on in the room, and the light reflected in his eyes, exuding endless warmth, Yan Haifeng couldn't help but be bewitched by this rare look, dazed for a moment, his body involuntarily approached him, until the distance between breaths intertwined.

Yang Jiuhui thought he had something to say, so he blinked, and felt that his neck was sore from the pillow, so he simply sat up and straightened his head.

However, it was this action that made the lips touch together unintentionally, as if he had kissed Yan Haifeng on his own initiative, and both of them were taken aback.

Afterwards, Yan Haifeng backed away abruptly, his face full of astonishment.

Although it was an accident, Yang Jiuhui was also hurt by his reaction, and smiled unnaturally: "I'm sorry, my neck hurts suddenly."

Yan Haifeng didn't even say a word of politeness, and got up straight: "I'll go first."

"……Bye-Bye."

boom.

Yang Jiuhui thought that Yan Haifeng just needed some time to calm down, so he specially spared two days without contacting him.Unexpectedly, it was only on the third day that he realized that no matter what he sent, the other party did not reply.

Very good, make him crazy.

It is said that in the battle of feelings, whoever is tempted first loses.But other people believe this sentence, but Yang Jiuhui doesn't believe it, what nonsense, it's not over yet, why did he lose.

He still has no means to use.

Yang Jiuhui firmly grasped the phone tightly: If you take advantage, run away, how dare you not reply to the message, right? !

See how I deal with you.

In response to his evasion, Yan Haifeng never received Yang Jiuhui's text messages again. When he finally couldn't help but peeped, he found that he and Ying Yang were getting mixed up.

It seems that this is also his type.

One Yu Yelin is not enough, now there is another one.

Yan Haifeng was sour.

Resisting his unhappiness, he went to another place, and when he came back, Yan Haifeng cleared up many chores.

Going to see Yang Jiuhui again at this time, he suddenly noticed all kinds of abnormalities.

For example, his real relationship with Yu Yelin, such as his entanglement with Ying Yang, may not be what he thought.There is nothing belonging to these two people in his home, but only the combat uniform and mask that he changed before.

After a thorough investigation, Yan Haifeng finally found out the truth, and he couldn't help but sigh in relief——

He really can toss.

You have to catch it back and tune-teach it well.

Amidst the roar of the propeller, Yang Jiuhui crossed his legs and looked at the man opposite.

"Long time no see, Team Yan."

"Don't call me Dad anymore?" Yan Haifeng took off his mask.

"It's only called with milk." Yang Jiuhui curled his lips.

"Milk is enough, and my reward."

"...You take it yourself."

Yan Haifeng hugged him slightly unfamiliarly.Yang Jiuhui didn't wear pants, so he made him feel uncomfortable. He rubbed twice to adjust his sitting position, feeling equally unfamiliar.

It's the first time I sit on a man's lap when I'm almost thirty, it's embarrassing.

But what Yan Haifeng thought was that it was the first time someone sat on his lap when he was almost thirty...it was quite comfortable.

After getting used to it for a long time, they finally became familiar with each other's bodies and slowly relaxed.

Yang Jiuhui said confidently: "Are you saying you are a straight man with cancer?"

Yan Haifeng looked at him innocently: "Where."

"Only the state officials are allowed to set fire, and the common people are not allowed to light lamps." When he was jealous, he dared to snipe at him, thinking about it made him angry.Yang Jiuhui clasped his arms around his chest, showing no good looks, "Don't think I don't know, when you are doing missions, if you meet a woman, you will go to seductive-seductive woman! You have no morals at all!"

"...Did you watch too many TV dramas?" Even if they met hostile female soldiers on the battlefield, they would shoot them. Thank God if they weren't seduced by sex.

"Anyway, you are a double standard. You think I have been taken care of by others, and I am not clean."

Where does this follow.

Yan Haifeng frowned: "I don't think so."

Yang Jiuhui snorted coldly: "That's how you behaved, I scared you away."

Yan Haifeng couldn't say no to him, so he could only take action directly, grabbing the back of his head and kissing him vigorously.

"Well."

……

Under the blue sky, a man's sincere promise was vaguely heard——

"I've only shot bullets in other people's bodies, and I'll leave everything else to you."

Servant under the skirt·End

The author has something to say: It's been a long time! ! !Little Yang der extra! ! !Hope you like it! ! !Because the number of words exploded a lot, and I was a little reluctant to say goodbye to everyone, so I am really sorry for the delay of two days! ! !With Xiao Yang successfully embracing Team Yan, this story will be completely over here. Thank you everyone who saw this. If you are reluctant to pinch it, you can save it and poke it in advance~ It is expected to open a hole in the summer vacation and start after a while. Save the manuscript, see you in the next story!Love you Moe! =333333=