You have a bamboo horse waiting to be checked

To be honest, during the one year of falling in love with Qi Zhongshan, Ling Yifeng didn't witness Qi Zhongshan drinking a few times, and he never saw him drink too much. Ling Yifeng couldn't figure out how much Qi Zhongshan had drunk this time.

He drove carefully along the way, but the car with manual transmission was still a little jolted when it started to change gears. Ling Yifeng kept looking at Qi Zhongshan while driving, for fear of throwing him up.

Fortunately, Qi Zhongshan was really well-behaved and fell asleep with his eyes closed all the time. His already long eyelashes were drawn into long shadows by the orange light outside the car window and fell on his face, making his facial features more profound.

It's heart-wrenchingly beautiful.

Qi Zhongshan is handsome, and he is quite recognizable. From the grandparents' generation to the ignorant children, no matter who looks at him from an aesthetic point of view, he will feel that this person is partly suitable for him. Otherwise, he would not be able to be a male god for so many years.Although his good looks don't look aggressive, it makes people feel very distant. The two seemingly opposite temperaments of gentleness and indifference coexist harmoniously in him.However, as soon as he meets Ling Yifeng, this indifference will turn into a pool of spring water, leaving only infinite tenderness.

Ling Yifeng looked at him like this, and almost couldn't take his eyes back several times.

This man really has a face that is too tempting and soft-hearted.

Ling Yifeng tried his best to keep up his energy, and drove the night car with manual transmission with great difficulty, and finally parked the car safely downstairs of the school district room.

Qi Zhongshan opened his eyes just right, and he didn't know if he was asleep just now, anyway, he was in a daze at the moment, looking a bit like he was getting up.

Ling Yifeng put on the handbrake, and looked at him patiently.

Qi Chongshan was stunned for a while, and reached out to grab Ling Yifeng's fingers.

"What are you doing?" Ling Yifeng rubbed his head, "Don't you want me to take you home?"

Qi Zhongshan held his hand and kissed him on the lips.

"You kiss me first," Qi Zhongshan dragged Ling Yifeng tightly, like a child who got robbed of sweets and was annoyed, "You kissed me secretly, you kiss..."

"Yes, yes, I kissed you, secretly." Ling Yifeng looked at his almost serious expression, a bit dumbfounded, "Can I go?"

"No," Qi Chongshan asked, "How many times have you kissed?"

"Just one moment," Ling Yifeng said the truth, "You kissed me back."

"Then don't you want to kiss me again?" Qi Chongshan said, "Kiss me twice, I'll kiss you three times, and you kiss me five times..."

"Why five strokes?" Ling Yifeng asked puzzled, "Isn't it four strokes?"

"Fibonacci sequence," Qi Zhongshan said, "and then I will kiss you eight times."

"Oh, then I'll kiss you Thirteen... No," Ling Yifeng was almost entangled by him, "Then we two will kiss here overnight?"

"I think it's okay." Qi Zhongshan thought for a while and said.

"Your size is fine, but I don't think so," Ling Yifeng was a little helpless at this man's unconstrained style after drinking too much, "You are so beautiful, go home."

Ling Yifeng carried Qi Zhongshan all the way back home, and threw him on the sofa as soon as he entered the door.

The demolition and return of the school district house is still a small high-rise, and the area is still small, but Ling Yifeng has been quite good at packing since he was a child. He successfully stuffed the small space full of furniture and daily necessities without looking cluttered.He usually doesn't feel anything when he lives by himself, but now there is an extra person, with long legs that can't fit on the sofa, and he feels that the house is a bit cramped for a while.

He mixed a cup of honey water for Qi Zhongshan and put it on the coffee table, while he went to the bedroom to find Qi Zhongshan a change of clothes.

"Should I sleep on the sofa?" Qi Zhongshan's voice came from the living room, revealing indescribable grievances, "Cold..."

"I'll turn on the air conditioner for you," Ling Yifeng said absently while searching for clothes, "You won't freeze to death."

"Did you know that people in Northeast China die of drunkenness every winter? A considerable number of them freeze to death on the side of the road after being drunk," Qi Zhongshan analyzed with him clearly, "When people are drunk, their body temperature will be affected by ethanol. If the temperature is lowered, people will have the illusion of being very hot, and they will take off all the clothes to keep out the cold, and the body temperature will drop further, and people will feel hotter in the hallucination, and finally..."

"This is not the Northeast. If you die, I will pay for it." Ling Yifeng interrupted him, "Why don't you sleep in my bed."

"I don't want to die in the same hole, I want to live in the same quilt. Why don't you like sleeping with me," Qi Zhongshan said, "I'm very good."

"Do you think I'll believe you?" Ling Yifeng rummaged through the closet, but couldn't find any clothes that Qi Zhongshan could wear as pajamas, and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis, "Stop pretending, you haven't even drunk many."

Qi Zhongshan was quiet for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"How did you guess it?" Qi Zhongshan turned around and buried his face in the pillow, sighed a long time, his voice was a bit muffled, "I thought I was pretending to be stupid enough."

"Do you know what 'dead sinking' is?" Ling Yifeng came out of the bedroom, "This word means that the dead will be heavier than the living, because their whole body weight has to be supported by the person carrying it. When I was upstairs, I was not willing to let me carry you hard."

"Falling short of success," Qi Zhongshan sighed again, "I feel sorry for you, is there anything wrong?"

"That's right." Ling Yifeng said.

"Is it wrong to want to share a bed with your boyfriend?"

"Yes."

"Is it wrong to want to sleep with your boyfriend?"

"No..." Ling Yifeng paused, "That's right."

"Since it's all right," Qi Zhongshan put the pillow back behind him, and jumped up from the sofa with the strength of his abdominal muscles, "Ming people don't speak dark words..."

His hand reached behind Ling Yifeng, wrapped around his waist, and slowly moved down.

Then put his lips close to Ling Yifeng's ear, facing the ear hole, and said softly.

"I want to sleep with you."

"I've thought about it for ten years."

Ling Yifeng's rejecting hand stopped immediately.

He remembered the letter written by Qi Zhongshan.

The important point that was crossed out in a serious manner.

He wanted to laugh a little, but his eye sockets turned red, his throat seemed to be pinched by someone, and he couldn't make a sound.

If life is a canvas, Qi Zhongshan is probably the most attractive color on it.

He has overturned the painting board countless times, and after cleaning up the mess in embarrassment, the bright color has always been there, as if no matter how the painting changes, Qi Zhongshan can harmoniously become the finishing touch.

I love you.

want to be with you forever.

Sometimes I really want to sleep with you.

The man kept his word and kept his promise. Qi Zhongshan had already fulfilled his promise on the first two points, and he should be allowed to fulfill the third point.

Ling Yifeng thought, should he also tell him I love you last night?

If it's not enough for ten thousand sentences, then say it for a lifetime.

----

Ling Yifeng was stunned for a long time when he was woken up by the alarm clock, and then he stretched out his hand from under the quilt, took out the phone, and clicked to close it.

It is hard work, mainly because it is really difficult to stretch out the hand.

Qi Chongshan hugged him tightly, afraid that he would run away in the middle of the night.

heat.

Ling Yifeng subconsciously wanted to pull off his collar, only to realize that he didn't have a collar at all.

At the same time, Qi Zhongshan, who was awakened by the alarm, frowned, took a deep breath, and slowly loosened the muscles that had been tensed all night, but his arms were still wrapped around Ling Yifeng's body.

He lowered his head and kissed Ling Yifeng's nose, his voice was warm and magnetic, like Chuyang outside the window: "Good morning."

Ling Yifeng turned his head away, and said after a long while: "Morning."

Qi Zhongshan laughed lightly, and bit his neck gently.

"Are you angry when you wake up?" Ling Yifeng asked in a muffled voice.

"There is no such condition to get up to get angry." Qi Zhongshan said, "It is common to be called up to do things in the middle of sleep, and it will be fine slowly."

After hearing this, Ling Yifeng raised his head from Qi Zhongshan's arms, and kissed him lightly on his lips.

"Go on to sleep if you don't have work," he cleared his throat several times, his voice still a little hoarse, "I have to go to school quickly."

"It's wise to say that you are in a hurry. It's not so easy to adjust on Monday, and I have to go to work." Qi Zhongshan kissed him on the forehead, "I didn't think carefully... After all, I drank a lot. I was a little messy last night .”

Ling Yifeng sighed.

There are two types of men after drinking, poorer than usual and better than usual, Ling Yifeng has to suspect that Qi Zhongshan is the latter.

If it's the former, then...

He struggled to get half of his body up from the bed, and Qi Zhongshan took the initiative to help him get dressed, and he didn't know whether to call him obedient or courteous.

"Are you living with your parents now?" Ling Yifeng asked while cooperating with him in dressing.

"Yes," Qi Zhongshan said, "if you don't dislike me... I can also move in and live with you."

"Take your time," Ling Yifeng said, "bring some change of clothes first."

"Okay," Qi Chongshan gently kissed his side cheek, "It's all up to you."

"I told you to slow down and take it easy, did you listen to me?" Ling Yifeng glanced at him, "I'm already in the middle of my career, and my old bones can't stand your toss."

"Ah," Qi Zhongshan laughed, "Then next time you ask me to stop, I will really stop."

Ling Yifeng turned around and bit the tooth marks on his shoulder.

"If you don't coax him well, there won't be a next time." Ling Yifeng sucked in a breath of air-conditioning when he got out of bed, and Qi Zhongshan quickly helped him by the side, "...you are really hungry."

"I was wrong," Qi Zhongshan apologized honestly, "Can you give me a chance to reform myself?"

"Let's just shoot him to death." Ling Yifeng straightened up after getting used to it for a long time, "It's not scary to me, it's not serious, I'm just asking Dr. Qi to keep his hands steady when performing the operation."

"Does it hurt?" Qi Zhongshan frowned while finding a place for him to hold his waist, "If the pain is severe, you must tell me, don't hold on, I'll get you medicine."

"No." Ling Yifeng leaned on his shoulder and enjoyed the massage for a long time before saying, "Actually...it's okay."

Quite comfortable.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel [Sipping Shadow of Tea] for the grenade × 1~

drive!drive!drive!

Jinjiang speed limit I also very helpless ah (Lie)