The Continuation of Only You

It was early morning when the plane landed in City C, so when Xu Yihan returned to the apartment again, Yan Ziheng who was sleeping on the bed had already slept soundly, breathing evenly and orderly.

The dark room was only illuminated by a few faint rays of moonlight. With this dim light, Xu Yihan finished washing softly, then tiptoedly opened the bedroom door, and finally found out when he finally laid down on the bed beside Yan Ziheng with a sigh of relief. The place where the pillow was placed was empty, and he touched his side tentatively, and he was hugged tightly in his arms, so he could only sigh helplessly, propped himself up, and carefully opened his hands around the pillow.

Even the most careful movement seemed to disturb the sleeping person, let out an unhappy muffled grunt, and moved his sleeping body.

Xu Yihan immediately froze in place, and when he fell asleep peacefully again, he finally pulled out the pillow he was hugging tightly in his hands.

Lie down peacefully, turn sideways, and lightly gently embrace the sleeping person next to him into his arms, take a long breath, and relax completely, with a contented smile on the corner of his lips.

"elder brother!"

As soon as Xu Yihan closed his eyes, he heard a sleepy exclamation suddenly sounded in the darkness, and then the palm on his chest gained some strength.

"Yihan?"

The second sound was already a sober joy and surprise, "You, you're back?"

Yan Ziheng hurriedly got up and turned on the bedside lamp. The sudden light hurt his eyes that were used to the darkness, and his vision was blurred for a moment. He only avoided it for a while. See the person you miss day and night as soon as possible.

When he was just asleep, he really didn't notice the strangeness around him, until he was embraced in his arms, his breath was filled with the smell of his familiar miss, even in the deep sleep, he felt like a dream, the deepest consciousness couldn't help it He woke up suddenly, and opened his eyes suddenly.

In the room without a ray of light, he clearly smelled the real smell of the people around him, felt the warmth he gave to his body, and his brain went blank with surprise. I couldn't help but reach out to touch the warm chest, there was only one voice in my heart, he was back, he was finally back.

After the eyes got used to the sudden light, Xu Yihan's exquisite silhouette was finally clearly reflected in Yan Ziheng's yearning eyes.

Xu Yihan caressed Yan Ziheng's sleepy face, "Well, it's me, I'll..."

Before the words were finished, Yan Ziheng covered his body, kissed Xu Yihan's lips deeply, and took the words he hadn't said yet into his own mouth, silently, only the two lips met as hot as fire. Entwined.

The longing that had accumulated in their hearts for many days finally rolled up like a tide, completely submerging the reason and emotions of the two of them, and they could no longer have any words to accurately express the melancholy and yearning after separation to each other. The passionate kiss is the most straightforward statement to each other.

The longing of each other and the longing of the mind are tormented into the strength accumulated in the depths of the soul, as if to empty each other's breath before giving up, and the tightly embracing arms seem to want to embed each other into their fiery burning bodies To comfort those days apart.

The hot lips parted reluctantly, unwilling to let any trace of heat escape, every kiss was imprinted into his already boiling blood, blooming into a charming fiery red, flirtatious and charming.

He held up his hot face, and stared at the one he loved deeply with misty eyes, "Yihan," although his brows and eyes were shy, but there was an even more unshakable demand, "I really miss you so much." !"

Xu Yihan stared closely at the man with blurred and charming eyes, and he was also full of longing and longing.

When lovesickness becomes the most inexhaustible sweet talk after reunion, the body with infinite desire is the best expression.

Pious enough, wholehearted enough.

Love has turned into a butterfly and has grown the most beautiful wings. Since then, the two have carved indelible marks on each other in their bodies and blood, becoming the only love and thought in this life, inseparable.

A man like Xu Yihan, who is usually indifferent, will also feel good about it. The lust that has accumulated in his body for many years has finally found its only home, and it has been blowing away.

He has entrusted the life of his loved one as he wished, how much he endured the torment of longing, survived time, broke through the shackles and those external factors that can easily influence each other, and finally held each other's hands tightly, Let's move towards the happiness and fulfillment of the rest of life together.

Passion receded, and Yan Ziheng, who was paralyzed after indulging in love, was weak all over, but his hands were still tightly clinging to Xu Yihan's body, without any slack.

Helpless, when the breath calmed down, Xu Yihan had no choice but to hug Yan Ziheng into the bathroom together, and when he returned to the bed, he had recovered some strength, curled up in Xu Yihan's arms, and whispered weakly to him.

"Didn't you say at least a week? Why did you come back a day early."

Xu Yihan stroked the black hair on his chin, "Well, because I missed you so much, I booked the earliest flight and came back as soon as the matter was over."

Yan Ziheng was very touched, but his heart ached even more. He was willing to endure such hard work for him, and couldn't help but kissed his bare chest, "Don't do this in the future, this time it's my fault, I shouldn't keep urging you to come back, Made you work so hard."

"Why would I work so hard for my Zi Heng? It's also because I miss you so much."

This is Xu Yihan's truth, the person in his arms is not the only one who suffers from longing, so why isn't he the other one who suffers?

Even though he has heard it many times, the phrase "My Ziheng" can still sweeten his heart.Yes, from the moment he was born, he was destined to be his Ziheng all his life, and he could proudly and complacently raise his head in front of Yang Yilin and tell him that my man has no second thoughts, because he is "my Yihan".

Just thinking about it like this, Yan Ziheng couldn't help snickering, unspeakably happy.

"What are you laughing at?"

Xu Yihan felt that the person in his arms was secretly having fun, so he stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, raised his head, and the four eyes that met were always full of affection, and gave him a shallow kiss.

After the lips parted, Yan Ziheng rested his head on his neck again, the most comfortable position.

"Yihan, are things over there settled?"

"Well, everything is fine." After a pause, "Also, my dad has already disposed of all the properties in London, and he has booked a ticket for next Tuesday to return to City C."

Yan Ziheng opened his eyes wide, startled, and looked up at the serious person, "Really, Uncle Xu has decided to come back? Won't you leave?"

"Yes, he is coming back. If he doesn't leave, he will stay here with Uncle Yan and us."

Yan Ziheng lowered his eyes, seemingly sad, "If I could know the truth earlier, be sensible earlier, help Dad manage the company, and share the burden for him, he would be able to spend more time with Uncle Xu."

Xu Yihan patted him on the back, "Fool, I don't blame you for this, everyone has his destiny, and all existence has inevitability, so it's not your fault, it's the fate between them, they life as it should be.”

Yan Ziheng suddenly thought of something, and looked up at Xu Yihan seriously: "Yihan, there is a flowerbed in my garden, and there are all kinds of chrysanthemums planted in it. I didn't know its meaning and Dad's true intentions before, but now I know. That must have been specially prepared by Dad for Uncle Xu, so I have an idea, I wonder if you think it's appropriate?"

"Well, what is it, let's hear it?"

"When Uncle Xu comes back, the two of us will live in Yan's house together with him, okay?"

Xu Yihan was stunned, did not answer immediately, stared at the person in his arms in surprise, but saw the rare affirmation and seriousness in his eyes, "You really think so?"

"Well, of course, because we are a family. It's just a pity that my dad is gone. If he is, I will be very happy that we can all live together."

Xu Yihan kissed Yan Ziheng deeply, delighted in his growth and change.

"Ziheng, thank you for being sensible, my dad will be very happy with your arrangement."

In fact, Xu Yihan originally planned that if Yan Ziheng did not object, the three of them would live together in the villa that Yan Yusheng had arranged for them before. Now it seems that it might be more ideal to live in Yan's house together, after all, Yan Yusheng's deepest imprint was left there and his deepest thoughts.

After the two discussed it, it was almost dawn, and the drowsiness finally hit them, and the bodies that were nostalgic for each other hugged each other and fell into a deep sleep.