january love

thirteen

be honest and open

At the moment of being dragged into the car, for some reason, there was an illusion of relief. Duanmulian felt that maybe this reliable man was willing to take care of him, which made people feel less depressed.

Maybe a person in need can tell himself not to cry, but when someone reaches out to help him, he can't help crying. The same is true for Duanmulian, who lowered his head and let the tears keep falling, but bit his lower lip tightly. Stubbornly not making a sound, Ye Qing drove the car silently without asking anything, but the knuckles on the steering wheel turned white from being clenched.

Duanmulian choked up and was dragged home by Ye Qing, looking like a picked up stray dog.

He felt extremely ashamed, but he couldn't bear to let go of the hand that was leading him home.

Sitting on the sofa, Ye Qing carefully wiped the tears on his face with his cuff, but Duanmulian couldn't hold back and wept uncontrollably. This seemingly indifferent man is really too gentle. The feigned strength was smashed to pieces, so that he could only be exposed naked in the air.

"Tsk, why are you crying so hard?" Ye Qing caressed the corners of his red eyes. At this moment, this brave guy was able to cry in front of him recklessly, which was considered a kind of trust.

"Mm...Mr. Ye..." Duanmulian missed the temperature of his fingertips, he knew that Ye Qing might be the only one who could understand him, but... would this high-ranking man really want to listen to him? Swallowing the piercing words stuck in my heart, it was extremely uncomfortable.

"Don't be afraid, just tell me, I'll listen." Ye Qing seemed to know what he was thinking and was afraid of his embarrassment, he stretched out his arms to hug the small body in front of him, letting his forehead rest on his broad shoulders.

Ye Qing's words and this ambiguous gesture that won't be seen made Duanmulian completely relieved of the burden, he really felt that the other party cared about him, otherwise it would be impossible to take him home as a burden and still care so thoroughly , Hearing Ye Qing's powerful heartbeat, Duanmulian has never felt so dependent on someone.

"Mr. Ye... Thank you..."

Burying his face in Ye Qing's chest, Duan Mulian was a little choked up as he finished talking dully about all the unpleasant things that happened a few hours ago. The man hugged him and stroked his hair comfortingly. He simply picked up his messy crying face and kissed it down forcefully.

The domineering tongue raged wildly in the mouth, as if every inch was carefully licked, Ye Qing bit his lips, not to comfort him but to wake him up.

It wasn't until the other party's uncomfortable refusal that he let it go. This kiss effectively stopped Duan Mulian's flood of tears, and also made his messy brain even more messy. The swarm of hemp caused him to be unable to digest.

"You never put on a face in front of me."

Duan Mulian murmured, Ye Qing had seen all his embarrassing appearances, and now he didn't mind showing an even more embarrassing posture in front of this man.

Ye Qing didn't say anything consoling, but Duanmulian felt that most of the original anxiety and uneasiness had disappeared, this man's warm embrace was worth a thousand words, staying by his side felt so safe, and even wanted to drown in it.

It's been too long, and the unbearable memories have been erased. He was unexpectedly relieved by the wordless persuasion of the psychologist.

This stranger, who was obviously not on the same path, broke into his world domineeringly, peeled off the disintegrated shell time and time again, looked at his body riddled with holes, and then injected him with gentle poison, making him willing to degenerate.

Duanmulian doesn't understand what kind of feelings he has for Ye Qing, he likes the way this man makes him feel, but is it love?

He likes the feeling of being in Ye Qing's arms, obsessed with his smile, greedy for his kiss, yearning for his touch, paying attention to his every move, knowing that he can no longer deceive himself, but like his father said, in the overall situation Personal feelings are not worth mentioning in front of me. For the sake of future, interests, family, and company, such dirty and twisted thoughts can only be buried in the bottom of my heart, and they will not bear fruit.

Even so, he still couldn't help wanting to touch this man, like taking drugs, the feeling of the two being close at hand made him unable to extricate himself from becoming greedy.

"Ye Qing..." As if being bewitched, he stretched out his hand to climb up the solid body, Duanmulian tentatively untied the man's tie, seeing that there was no resistance, he mustered up the courage to unbutton his shirt further, and slowly approached him He really wanted to kiss, but he didn't dare to look at the other person's face, so he could only kiss the man's protruding Adam's apple, feeling Ye Qing swallow a mouthful of saliva, and then grabbed his hair to pull the distance between the two of them.

Duanmulian was very afraid that his shameless request would be rejected, Ye Qing looked at this tear-stained face that was cautious and scared to death, and felt that his frank appearance was cuter than ever.

"Do you know the consequences of doing this, huh?"

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