january love

39

court disaster

Ye Qing got into the car and closed the door with a "bang" which startled Duan Mulian. He glanced at the man's handsome and cold side face and suddenly wanted to run timidly, but his intuition told him that this time Ye Qing would not be so easy. let yourself go.

Duan Mulian was a little drunk, he remembered that he was also sitting in Ye Qing's passenger car, the two of them worked and lived together, it was like the days after marriage, but the situation is very different now, Ye Qing is beside him Without saying a word, the pointer on the instrument panel that seemed to be overloaded told him that the man was very irritable at the moment, and the night scene flying outside the window was like spots of light, making Duanmu Lian's already unclear consciousness even more confused.

When Duanmulian almost fell asleep like this, Ye Qing suddenly said, "Do you think I have no ability to control you?"

When Duanmulian was asked this question, he felt that the man was a bit unnecessary. He leaned back in his chair in a daze and prevaricated, "Mr. Ye is omnipotent. There is nothing he can't do. I have a personal experience."

Ye Qing was already in a fit of anger, but Duanmulian's perfunctory attitude aroused his ignorance even more. Ye Qing slammed on the brakes and stopped on the side of the road. Duanmulian was caught off guard because of inertia and suddenly leaned forward. He would be hit by the windshield, and he was so scared that he immediately sobered up.

Duan Mulian turned his head angrily but met Ye Qing's displeased expression, this man who was not surprised by things looked at him so furiously, the idea of ​​arguing with this man was dispelled in an instant, knowing that he had offended him Can only dare not speak out.

Ye Qing pulled the car to the side of the road and stopped, he collected his mood and tried his best not to get angry, but he did not hide the anger in his tone, "You need to explain clearly what happened today."

The tone of Ye Qing's orders made Duanmulian feel unhappy. He really wanted to take advantage of his drunkenness to tell the man that he was a free man and that no one else had the right to interfere in what he did, but he couldn't get out of his mouth. He was not good at lying and had to be bored. To be honest, "It's just... as you can see, there is nothing to explain."

"Are you dating that woman from the Lin family?" Ye Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him who was blushing because of drunkenness.

"..." Duanmulian didn't know how to answer, his first reaction was to lie to Ye Qing, thinking that fabricating a relationship to make the man give up would be the end of it all, but there was a voice that kept preventing him from doing so, telling him this A man who confides in himself should not be treated like this, Duanmulian shook his head lightly, and finally chose to be honest, "We are not dating."

Ye Qing's mood eased a little, but he heard Duan Mulian silently added, "But it's even more impossible for us, so don't..."

Ye Qing stretched out his index finger to touch his lips to interrupt what he didn't want to hear, he looked into those clear but slightly drunk eyes and said, "Don't talk too much, you have to give me a chance."

Duanmulian felt uneasy because of this intimate gesture. The man's fingertips felt slightly cool, which made him a little dazed. He hadn't felt the man's temperature for a long time, and the familiar throbbing was suddenly awakened.

His lips trembled but he didn't know what to say, then he turned his face away to refuse the man's touch, Ye Qing was not angry, he withdrew his hand and started the car and continued to drive forward.

The two of them were silent all the way, the empty road at night was rid of the glitz and hustle and bustle, leaving only silence, Duanmu Lian nestled in the seat and gradually fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he found himself in Ye Qing's arms, he rubbed his broad chest reflexively, and struggled violently as if remembering something, Ye Qing ignored his slapping hands, walked into the living room and put him on the sofa .

Duanmulian looked at the familiar environment but it was not where he should be, this was Ye Qing's house, and the man actually took him home.

"I want to go home." Duanmulian sat up from the sofa, a little angry and wanted to walk away.

"How are you going to explain to your dad when you go back, huh?" Ye Qing crossed his legs and watched him stunned in embarrassment.

"Then...then I'll go to the hotel."

"Have you brought your ID card?"

"I..." Duanmulian was at a loss for words immediately, and the resentment he had just now disappeared, but he didn't want to stay with Ye Qing, and he always felt weird in his heart. He was obviously in a cold war with a man, but he himself lived in the other's house. What words.

"Staying just for one night won't kill you." Ye Qing flicked his forehead impatiently, then leaned forward and lowered his voice like a gentle bewitching voice, "Just treat it as being with me, okay?"

Duanmulian shrank his neck back, the man leaned too close, and the breath of his words was hot in his ears, making his heart itchy, he had no choice but to give in, telling himself that there was no better way but to make do with it So don't open your eyes and mutter in a low voice, "Then... Then Mr. Ye is kind enough to treat you..."

Ye Qing saw that this guy was still drunk, his cheeks and neck were thin red, he was forced to the corner of the sofa and didn't dare to look at himself, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he stretched out his hand to grab the other's head, and stamped involuntarily. a kiss.

Duanmulian was stunned at first, at a loss, until his jaw was pinched and he had to open his mouth to accept the man's attack/offensive, and then he understood what they were doing at the moment.

His exclamation was blocked in his throat, and he wanted to turn his head to break free but was pressed tightly. Duanmulian beat the body in front of him indiscriminately, and kicked his feet dishonestly.

Ye Qing ignored his struggle/stuck in the wine-smelling mouth, he felt that this guy was so nervous that even his teeth were trembling, as if he wanted to confirm something, he was impatient and rough/violently rubbing every inch of tenderness/ Soft and licked/all over.

Duanmulian didn't know whether it was because of suffocation or alcohol paralysis, he felt that his body was gradually losing strength and could not compete with the man, he put his hand in front of the man's broad chest and softly pushed him away, but he didn't know that his behavior was completely misinterpreted in the eyes of the other party, Ye Qing just When he wants to refuse, he welcomes even crazier requests/takes.

After a kiss, Duanmulian blushed and gasped for shame, he had no choice but to swallow the saliva left in the other's mouth, and stared at the instigator bitterly, out of breath.

Ye Qing was still not satisfied after taking advantage of it, he caressed the red corners of Duanmulian's eyes and teased, "My house is very expensive, not everyone can come, you have to pay the rent."

Duanmulian felt that Ye Qing was even more rascal than before, but he could only push the man away in embarrassment and anger, and whispered: "I'm going to take a bath..."

He closed the bathroom door angrily, only to realize that he didn't have a change of clothes. After some hesitation, he had to open the door to ask for help. Unexpectedly, Ye Qing stood waiting at the door for a long time, and thoughtfully stuffed him with a shirt and underwear. With a shy face and couldn't help touching his fluffy and soft hair, Duanmu joined his clothes and said thanks in embarrassment, and retreated into the bathroom to cover his hot face, at a loss what to do.

Duan Mulian put on Ye Qing's shirt after taking a bath after intense psychological struggle. The loose clothes hung loosely on his thighs to cover a piece of spring/light, but he didn't know what to do when facing the man's underwear , he doesn't know which is more shameful to walk around a man's house naked or wear a man's underwear.

When Duanmulian finally made a choice by throwing soap, he timidly pushed open the bathroom door, Ye Qing raised his head from the newspaper and said casually, "It's so slow, I thought you fell asleep inside."

Duanmulian immediately tugged at the hem of his shirt vigilantly, "Ye...Ye Qing, which is your guest room...?"

Seeing his shy look, Ye Qing was overjoyed, put down the newspaper and dragged him to his room, "Whatever the guest room, you are used to sleeping in the master bedroom."

"Ye Qing, you are unreasonable..." Duan Mulian was half pushed and half dragged into Ye Qing's room, the man pressed his thin shoulders and put him on the bed, pulled the quilt tightly before going out to take a shower, Duanmulian sat up and heard the sound of the door being locked, and lay down helplessly.

The familiar smell in the room made it difficult for him to feel at ease. The faint fragrance on the quilt was the same as that on Ye Qing's body, which could only be smelled when he was hugged tightly by a man. In order to wash away all the lead, he put all the unpleasant things that happened today behind him, and closed his eyes sleepily.