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Something's wrong with Mo Yancheng recently!

Usually counting the seconds and dragging Mo He to get off work together on time, but recently he asked Mo He to go home first, and locked himself in the office every day secretly, not knowing what he was doing, and didn't come back until early in the morning every night.

During the lunch break at noon, lying on the bed and always opening his eyes and not knowing what to meditate on, he would also keep laughing silly for no reason, which disturbed Mo He so much that he couldn't help but kick him out of bed several times , As a result, this guy was not annoyed at all, he cheerfully climbed onto the bed and hugged him, insisting on not saying anything.

On this day, Mo Yancheng walked into Mo He's office under Mo He's surprised eyes, walked around behind the desk, took the pen from his hand, grinned and said, "Ah He, let's get off work."

"Get off work?" Mo He glanced at the wall clock on the wall to confirm that it was just after the off work time, and looked at Mo Yancheng puzzled, "Why do you think you're off work on time today? Are you sober?"

Mo Yancheng turned Mo He's chair so that he faced himself, supported the armrests of the chair with both hands, trapped him on the chair, half-bent down, his gaze fell on Mo He's pale thin lips, his eyes sank, and he looked down. Said in a loud voice: "My mind has been clear all the time, and I have done what I should do. It is time to enjoy the fruits of many days of hard work."

"Huh? What did you do, what fruit do you want to enjoy?" Mo He frowned, unable to understand the meaning of Mo Yancheng's words.

Mo Yancheng hooked the corners of his lips, moved closer, the tip of his nose touched, his eyes were full of smiles, when he opened his mouth, the warm breath hit Mohe's lips, like a feather brushing, gently, tickling .

He said softly: "Ahe, I will make up for the work of the past few days tonight."

Mo He was taken aback, twitched the corners of his mouth, raised his hand to pat his face, pushed his face back, and said angrily: "Mo Yancheng, with this energy, it's better to do more serious things and do more for your family." It’s more practical to earn some money, you don’t have a good job all day long, you...”

Mo Yancheng pulled away Mo He's hand, clasped his head, and blocked his lips in the next moment. First he attacked aggressively, and when Mo He's resistance weakened, he turned to sucking and biting gently, and finally lifted his lips. When Mo He couldn't help responding, he began to back away little by little, licking his lips lightly once and for all. Seeing that Mo He turned his head to avoid it impatiently, he broke into his mouth again. Here, no matter what, stir it up...

I don't know how long this kiss lasted. Mo He was half-embraced by Mo Yancheng and came to the parking lot in a daze. When he got into the car, he still couldn't recover.

The cool evening wind blew into the half-open car window, gradually blowing away the heat on Mo He's face, looking at the lights that kept flashing outside the car window, the memories of meeting and knowing Mo Yancheng came to mind unconsciously, like a black and white movie , frame by frame spread out in front of my eyes.

When I saw him for the first time, he was a young man wearing a youthful white school uniform but his face was full of ruffianism. He was wearing a youthful white school uniform that was not pleasing to anyone, but he was too lazy to care about you, although it was not annoying. , but left a deep impression at a glance.

In that basketball game, Mo Yancheng acted like it didn't matter whether he won or lost, but he didn't lose the chain at the critical moment, and even helped Mo He block Wang Hewei's malicious sneak attack. Because of this accident, the life trajectories of Mo Yancheng and Mo He gradually became entangled. .

When he realized that Mo Yancheng was pretending to be a scumbag, Mo He couldn't help being a little angry. He was self-motivated since he was a child, and he couldn't bear others to give up on himself, so he decided to pull Mo Yancheng out.Of course, he succeeded, Mo Yancheng did not disappoint him at all, another great legend of Nangao, but this legend is not only passed down to this day because of his exam, but mainly because of his face.

Willing to gamble and admit defeat is something Mo He regrets so far. It’s okay to be a villain once in a while. It’s better to be a villain. Appearing on the Internet, Mo He couldn't help wondering whether Mo Yancheng used various means to keep N bottoms.

What happened next, I really can’t laugh or cry when I think about it now, Mo Yancheng actually used Chen Meimei as a material in order to help Qi Shi write "The Experience of Picking Up Girls" and use him as a material. Yang mistakenly took it for the real Mo He felt that his brain probably didn't pretend to be anything good.After learning the truth, it is naturally impossible to let Mo Yancheng go, so he beat him up and broke off the relationship altogether!

He never expected that Mo Yancheng came to express his heart in the middle of the night, and he, with a hot head, really did as he wanted.

Chen Yueqing's death hit Mo Yancheng too hard, Mo He was very worried that he would not be able to get out, but fortunately he did, even though the worry behind that smile couldn't be concealed at all, at least he came out with a smile.

To be honest, the exposure of the love affair was completely unexpected, and it was all the reckless behavior of this guy Mo Yancheng. Alas, it is embarrassing to say such things in front of the whole school.Mother's strong support is expected, she has never interfered with Mo He's choice too much.During the banquet that day, Mo Yancheng's words touched Mo He deeply. He said that he would give up his heart. Now it seems that this guy has implemented it well.

The few days when they broke up were the days that Mohe least wanted to recall. His father's sudden death and Mo Yancheng's cruel determination, it was impossible for him to connect these two things, but they had the most direct connection. Who is to blame for the death?Who is to blame for Mo Yancheng's breakup?Now that the dust has settled, there is no need to care.

Five years of deliberate letting go, it was all futile the moment he saw Mo Yancheng being crushed under the ruins, he threw away all reason and dignity and rushed to his side, using wanting the truth as an excuse to convince himself to entangle with Mo Yancheng again, Perhaps, I am not reconciled from the beginning to the end, and I can't let go from the beginning to the end.

The truth is like a heavy hammer, hitting Mo He's heart hard, almost smashing his heart into pieces. He knows that Mo Yancheng is not at fault, it's just a coincidence. When he met a drunk driver, his father happened to be killed in a car accident. However, his mother couldn't accept it, and neither could he, so he could only let time dilute all this.

This world is really amazing. Mo Yancheng is actually the son of Mo Chengcheng who lives outside. The two bumped into each other just like that. One deliberately avoided, and the other kept entangled. If you can't stand it first, it will be Mo He after all. There is no way, Mo Yancheng In his heart, it has always been a giant pimple, which itches badly if he touches it. If he can't cut it off, he can only accept it...

"Ahe," Mo Yancheng stopped the car, pulled out the car key, propped his chin, tilted his head to look at Mohe, "what are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing." Mo He suppressed the smile on his face, glanced at him, and opened the door to get out of the car.

Before his feet were on the ground, he was caught off guard by Mo Yancheng and pulled him back. Immediately after the back of the chair was put down, he immediately lay down on the chair, subconsciously struggling to get up, but Mo Yancheng stepped on top of him first.

"What are you doing?" Mo He used his elbows to prop up his upper body, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Yancheng.

Mo Yancheng smiled, kissed the tear mole at the corner of his eye, and said, "Your smile is so fucking provocative, I can't hold it in."

"Want a car shock?" Mo He pinched Mo Yancheng's chin, pecked his lips and stroked them lightly.

Mo Yancheng stared straight at Mo He with lowered eyes, the desire/desire in his eyes was not concealed at all, he stretched out his tongue and swept Mo He's lips, nodded with still insatiable desire: "Think."

"Then think about it slowly, I won't accompany you." Mo He said coolly, pushed Mo Yancheng away from his body, got out of the car on his own, and walked to the elevator.

When Mo Yancheng came out of the bathroom, Mo He was sitting on the head of the bed, flipping through a famous book in a foreign language. Mo Yancheng immediately stuck to him with moisture all over his body, touching his waist for a while, and rubbing against his neck for a while. Rubbling, Mo He couldn't calm down at all, he closed the book helplessly, pulled his hand to unbutton his clothes, and said, "Spring is over, why are you in love?"

Mo Yancheng tugged at his collar resolutely, the warm yellow light from the bedside lamp shone into his eyes, with tenderness and a smile flowing, he turned over and pressed Mo He under him, "hehe" smiled and said: "Oestrus in spring Yes, those are beasts."

"Oh? Don't you?" Mo He narrowed his eyes.

"I'm not a beast, I'm a lover." Mo Yancheng gave a low laugh and bent down.

"Tsk, take it easy..."

"Sorry, I can't help it."

......

In a daze, Mo He felt himself staggering, moved with difficulty, and opened his eyes in a bump, and when he opened his eyes, he was dazed, how could he sleep in the car?

He sat up blankly, leaned over from the back seat, patted Mo Yancheng on the driver's seat, and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"Wake you up, rest for a while, it will take more than an hour to arrive." Mo Yancheng grabbed Mo He's hand and put it on his lips for a kiss, then looked at Mo He through the rearview mirror, and said.

"Where are you going?" Mo He withdrew his hand, remembering that today is not the weekend, and frowned, "There are a lot of things waiting for me in the company, go back quickly."

"Elope." Mo Yancheng said these two words very seriously and stopped talking.

After a long silence, Mo He sighed, propped his temple with one hand, and looked out of the car window with his head tilted.

The blue sky and white clouds without any impurities, the vast prairie, the herds of cattle and sheep, the galloping horses, the occasional yurts... Everything makes Mohe's heart calm down gradually, this kind of comfort When was the last time you felt this feeling?

The car stopped in front of a large pure white yurt, Mo He got out of the car following Mo Yancheng, a man walked out of the yurt, and flirted with Mo Yancheng without saying a word, Mo He was taken aback, and was about to step forward and pull the two men away. People, I saw them hugging each other suddenly, looking like acquaintances.

"Ahe, let me introduce you, this is my comrade-in-arms, Bilegon." Mo Yancheng pointed at the man and said.

"Hi, I'm Mo He." Mo He stepped forward to shake hands with him.

Bilegong smiled and said, "Hi, Mo He, I have heard of your name for a long time."

Bilegon took the two of them to a small yurt, let them do their own thing, and then left.

"Ahe, come here and lie down for a while." Mo Yancheng lay sprawled on the bed, and heaved a long sigh of relief.

"Why did you bring me here all of a sudden?" Mo He sat on the side of the bed and asked.

"I just want to take you out to relax, don't worry, I have arranged all the company's affairs. For this week's vacation, I worked so hard the past few days. It's not easy." Mo Yancheng seemed really tired, his voice Gradually lower down.

Thinking that he must be very tired after driving for a day, Mo He didn't say anything more, and Mo Yancheng worked hard for so many days to get it, so he was somewhat touched.

After dark, the two walked out of the yurt and found many young people standing not far away. Mo Yancheng explained: "These are all here to travel. Bilegong provides accommodation, arranges entertainment to make some money, and we will have dinner together later. , and then the bonfire party, it seems quite interesting, let’s have a look together.”

Mo He nodded and followed Mo Yancheng.

Mo He and Mo Yancheng are both onlookers in activities like the bonfire party, and they really carry out the word "look" to the end.But when the two of them were chatting while drinking horse wine, girls would come up to strike up a conversation in twos and threes. In the end, Mo Yancheng simply dragged Mo He away from the crowd to find a quiet place.

The two of them didn't go far, they found a slope and lay down side by side, the sound of playing on the slope kept coming, the sky was full of stars in front of them, the grass swayed in the wind and made a "rustling" sound, Mo He closed his eyes comfortably. Mo Yancheng held Mo He's hand and hummed softly: "L'in contropiùbella. nellamiavita è lavista conte. (Meeting you is the most beautiful encounter in my life)"

Lying next to me is still the you you used to be, so nice...

The author has something to say:

This is the second article I have finished. I am not a talented writer, and the data is not good. I insist on finishing it, and generate electricity for love.

The perspective is a bit confusing, and there are many other deficiencies, and we will continue to work hard in the future.

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