you are my light

After finally helping Da Qiao to the room, Qiao Guang didn't even have time to take off his coat. Qiao Xingchen hugged Qiao Guang and fell out of bed.

Da Qiao was so big that he couldn't breathe under the pressure. He pushed his hands around his waist, but Qiao Xingchen on his body didn't move at all.

Breathing in and out, Qiao Guang's breath spit out on Qiao Guang's eyelids. It was so itchy, and he couldn't move his hands. Qiao Guang really had no choice but to let the itching go away on his own.

Looking at it from such a close distance, Qiao Xingchen's facial features are really sharp and chiseled, very three-dimensional, somewhat like his mother.

The eyelashes were dense and long, with well-defined roots, and Qiao Guang began to count them out of boredom.

After about a quarter of an hour, Jiu Jin also woke up for three minutes. He felt Qiao Xingchen start to move, and Qiao Guang took the opportunity to push him away.

"How? Are you awake now?"

Qiao Guang rubbed his stiff elbow, and asked the person who had just woken up angrily.

"Ok?"

I don't know if Qiao Xingchen heard it clearly, he uttered a murmur, sat up and stared blankly at Qiao Guang.

Qiao Guang knew that Qiao Xingchen's drinking capacity was very bad when he was a teenager, but he didn't expect that after so many years, Qiao Xingchen was not as cold as in the daytime, and he had a little more childish temperament, which Qiao Guang couldn't bear to let He sobers up so quickly.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

Qiao Xingchen squinted his eyes and hugged Qiao Guang who was standing in front of him. The closeness to Xiaoguang in his bones made him unable to restrain himself from approaching him.

Even though his head is dizzy, even though the relationship between him and Xiaoguang is not very good now.

Qiao Xingchen put his arms around Qiao Guang, exerting force little by little, making Qiao Guang a little out of breath.

"let go."

"I don't want it, if you let go, you will disappear."

With a slightly coquettish tone, Qiao Xingchen looked up at Qiao Guang innocently.

The memory of a few years ago is actually not so clear in Qiao Guang's mind. Everything happened because of his mother. Qiao Xingchen was just the one who was calculated, and the blame was only on him because he cared.

Thinking of this, Qiao Guang's eyes softened a bit, and he took the initiative to hug Qiao Xingchen who was still restless in front of him. He hoped that his brother could get out of that memory and let go of his humbleness towards him.

The bright moonlight shines on the floor through the window, and expensive clothes are scattered everywhere, and the two people on the bed are caressing passionately.

Qiao Guang's hands were firmly held above his head. Qiao Xingchen seemed to be awake and didn't know what he was doing. He only knew that what was pressing under him was the love of his life.

Spring night.

By the time Qiao Guang woke up, it was already noon on the second day.

He moved, sore but dry, as if someone had cleaned him.

Qiao Xingchen was not in the house, so he asked Aunt Zhang who was cleaning, only to learn that the young master had already gone to the company for a meeting.

The kitchen was on standby at any time. Knowing that Qiao Guang woke up and started working immediately, when he came down from upstairs, simple three dishes and one soup were already on the table, all light and nourishing dishes, Qiao Guang couldn't help smiling.

His elder brother must have been uneasy, fearing that he would be a little unhappy, so he left early, but he showed his concern and care for him in every small detail.

Indeed, Qiao Xingchen, who woke up earlier than Qiao Guang, was stunned when he saw the person in his arms. He didn't remember how ridiculous last night was until his memory came back.

He didn't dare to look at Qiao Guang's expression after waking up. He forced that to happen last night.

Carefully moved Qiao Guang away from his arms, got up and quickly went to bring a basin of hot water to wipe the body of the person on the bed. The mottled marks on Qiao Guang's body seemed to be telling his atrocities, which made him blush and heartbeat , and shamefully hardened again.

After cleaning up all the sticky white liquid traces on Qiao Guang's body, Qiao Xingchen went downstairs with peace of mind, and ordered the kitchen to prepare some light dishes. When the young master woke up, he would serve them quickly, and asked Aunt Zhang not to disturb the young master. The young master took a break and ordered several times, only to be called to the company by an urgent phone call from his assistant.

The old people in Qiao's residence are also transparent, and they all understand the relationship between the young master and the young master, and they don't have time to do anything to love Qiao Guang, let alone gossip.

That's why Qiao Xingchen was relieved that Qiao Guang would stay alone in the old house.

Everything was going well in the studio, and with Chen Xing taking care of it, Qiao Guang didn't need to show up, so he was at ease.

It happened that Qiao Xingchen was awkward right now, and Qiao Guang planned to visit his company.

The author has something to say:

I don't know how to write bed scenes, and I don't plan to be Qiu Mingshan's car god.