Tired ABO

There was a sudden pause in the middle of the speech, the forced smile on Chu Yan's face froze, and the last two most important words were spoken softly and slowly. In the end, even he himself wasn't sure if Suiyu heard it.

"What are you talking about?" Suiyu looked at Chu Yan who was standing not far away with his hands behind his back, slightly raised his chin and tried to look at him at the same level, narrowed his clear eyes slightly, and said in a low voice.

Chu Yan's mood gradually calmed down, and he didn't have the dazed and helpless feeling that the sky was about to fall just now. He pulled up the corners of his mouth, with a half-smile, "I'm divorcing you."

His tone is light, and what he says is careless and careless.

He leaned over and pressed the paper he had been pinching behind him against the low table in front of him. When he withdrew his hands, he spread them flat on the paper, and he stopped after flattening the wrinkles on the paper with his palm.

The two words written on it were really not good-looking, and they were deliberately reversed. Looking at it from the direction of Suiyu, it was the right angle. It was obvious that Chu Yan put these two words for Suiyu to read.

Suiyu's eyes gradually narrowed, not even a trace of tenderness left, and suddenly shivered from the cold.

"Follow Chuchu." He said in a deep and impatient voice.

However, Chu Yan seemed to be relieved, slumped his shoulders, and drooped his sore head, "Thank you for helping me out, I will find a chance to explain clearly as soon as possible."

He didn't mention anything about Sui Wan (that Miss Sunny), but when he talked about Sui Yu announcing that he was "married", he brought a serious thank you.

Thanks to Suiyu, they were already married, and it was his reason not Suiyu's reason for not admitting to the outside world. In the upper circles, no one knew that Suijia had a young wife, but she hadn't shown up yet.

No matter how he heard these words, he felt that he had thought of spreading rumors a long time ago. The news about Ling Chenmu that broke out, he should take it as his own face, and what he expressed was only a small stamp hanging directly on his forehead. card up.

Suiyu's face was already ugly, and his deep eyes stared at Chu Yan indifferently, but did not answer.

Chu Yan only felt that his fist hit the cotton, and he was surrounded by a light and powerless feeling, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Is it because the woman's voice that she wants to see Suiyu is too tender, or is it because the woman's hand holding Suiyu's arm is too tight.

The two faced each other for a long while, until the tears that had been welling up in Chu Yan's eyes were barely covered, and Suiyu's footsteps moved.

He straightened his feet and walked towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan turned his eyes away, not daring to meet his gaze, and tried to retreat in a panic.

He was wearing a shirt that was obviously one size too big. Because he had just come in in a hurry, he didn't wear slippers after wiping off his shoes. Under the loose casual pants that reached to his ankles, his toes curled up unnaturally when he was stepping on white socks.

It's a kitten who steals clothes and is still very naughty.

Chu Yan was still wearing the home clothes that Tang Cong had carried away from South Bridge the night before. He walked in a hurry, so he took away Sui Yu's clothes that Tang Cong held in his arms when he went downstairs to open the door for Tang Cong.

The shirt with the clear fragrance of Buddha, even though the remaining smell is getting weaker, but he is still mad, and the hot and unbearable glands are relieved and comforted by it.

"What are you running for?" Suiyu grabbed hold of the man, and with a cold tone, he raised his hand and grabbed Chu Yan's hands behind him, pressing them on the back of the sofa. He leaned over and knelt beside Chu Yan.

Chu Yan was tortured uncomfortably by this posture, Suiyu was close at hand, his eyes squinted slightly, and looked down at him condescendingly.

Both of them could feel each other's breath.

Chu Yan's eyes were red again, and the crystal tears in his eyes could not be held back, and Sui Yu pinched his wrist painfully.

Suiyu raised his other hand, and gently scratched Chu Yan's eyelashes with his fingertips.

There was a teardrop that was about to fall on the long black eyelashes.

"Why are you crying?" Sui Yu raised the corners of his mouth, retracted his hand, and frivolously rubbed the two fingers that brushed against his eyes.

Quite wet and moist.

He seemed puzzled why a person who made a mistake still cried himself. He looked at the accumulation of tears in Chu Yan's eyes, raised his hand, and wiped them away vigorously without gentleness, "It's made of water? How about you, it will break if you press it, huh?"

As he spoke, his brows raised, his legs kneeling on the sofa were raised, his knees pressed against a certain place, and he rubbed against a certain place, and even rubbed up and down twice.

The corners of Chu Yan's eyes were red with grievance, he bit his lip in embarrassment, unable to speak.

Suiyu obviously wasn't enjoying himself enough, he moved his hand clasping his wrist, stroking the warm white jade bracelet with his slender fingers.

Chu Yan had a slender wrist, and when the jade bracelet was pulled to the wrist bone, he could just insert one of his fingers.

Suiyu seems to have found some fun, just like this, matching his movement of shaking his knees and rubbing against something in front of him, simulating the rhythm of sexual intercourse, his knuckle fingers penetrated/**, hooked that piece of skin, and slid out again , and then go in again.

Chu Yan bit his lip, his whole body was suppressed in all directions, he could only be "played" like this.

Sui Yu still leaned over unconsciously, his wet and hot lips brushed against Chu Yan's ear, stayed behind the ear, exhaled a breath of hot air, and when Chu Yan couldn't help trembling, he opened his lips and bit the rounded earlobe.

Chu Yan's throat almost overflowed with coquettish moans, he lowered his eyes, trembling slightly restrainedly, his eyes became redder and redder.

Suiyu's lips and tongue circled the earlobe meat and licked slowly, with extreme patience and tenderness.

The hand that pinched his wrist finally hooked the jade bracelet and then let go, and the leg that was in front of him moved away neatly.

Just as Chu Yan was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was lifted by the waist and changed positions.

Before he could react while lying in Suiyu's arms, Suiyu's big hand rubbed and pinched his butt.

"Suiyu, your uncle!" Chu Yan endured it again and again, and this time he was directly provoked to scold him.

The red eyes were wide open, looking at the handsome profile facing him, even though Suiyu's lips were still on the side of his neck, he slapped him, pressing Suiyu's face and pushing him away.

Suiyu clamped his hand again.

Chu Yan struggled, but he couldn't, he suddenly lowered his head and moved close to Suiyu's hand, opening his mouth to bite.

Sui Yu frowned, what Chu Yan bit was the soft/flesh on the back of his hand, and he didn't lose any strength.

"What's going on?" Sui Yu suddenly spoke in a soft voice, holding the man in his arms. His brows and eyes were tired, and he looked indifferently at Chu Yan who was still showing his sharp teeth.

Chu Yan let go, leaving two rows of neat tooth marks on Sui Yu's hands, with blood faintly trapped in the crevices.

Chu Yan felt that he was wronged when he saw it, he pursed his lips, and stayed silent.

"Speak." Suiyu raised his hand and pinched Chu Yan's jaw, not showing any tenderness.

Chu Yan felt that Suiyu was very strange now.

No, it should be that Suiyu just now and now is very strange.

"You..." Chu Yan was so irritable that his temper was aroused, and he opened his mouth to make a fuss, but Sui Yu's big hand covered his lips.

There was an undisguised disgust in Suiyu's eyes, "Is this how you learned to speak after all these years at Suijia?"

Chu Yan was stunned for a moment.

Suiyu withdrew his hand, as if he had touched something dirty, and shook his hand twice in a small arc.

"Suiyu, you must be sick!" Chu Yan looked at Suiyu's series of operations in disbelief.

Is this the one who played hooligans by pressing him just now?

Suiyu's eyes narrowed, "Sui Chuchu." He said in a deep voice, "No one at Suijia taught you how to speak?"

Chu Yan was almost stunned by Suiyu's unreasonable theory.

"Suiyu, you're fucking insane! I want to divorce you, so you can look for whoever you want!" Chu Yan was angry, and without a word, he raised his hand and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, then ignored him and followed suit. Get up on your legs.

He stretched out his hand to take off the white jade bracelet on his wrist. The size of the bracelet was smaller than his wrist. It was easy to put on, but not easy to take off.

Chu Yan tugged at his wrist, unable to remove it desperately, his little face wrinkled together in anger.

"I'll pay you back later!" Chu Yan said to Suiyu, shaking his sore hands.

Suiyu's lips curled into a cold smile, he casually raised his hand, indicating the shirt that Chu Yan was wearing, "Mine."

Hearing this, Chu Yan lowered his head and looked at his body, and was about to undo the button without saying a word, but he suddenly stopped in the middle of undoing it.

When he left last night, he put on a white blouse, but when he got up today, he didn't seem to be wearing it.

Chu Yan put down his hands, and stood awkwardly in front of Suiyu, "I...I'll give it back to you later." His voice was unnaturally quiet.

Suiyu noticed the word "return" that he kept saying.

"What do you want to pay me back?" Sui Yu rolled his eyes, as if suddenly feeling amused, "Sui Chuyan, what do you want to pay me back?"

Another sentence, what can you give me back?

When Chu Yan was asked suddenly, he stood dryly, his bare feet curled up quietly with his thumbs out of embarrassment.

He didn't know what to say, it seemed that what Suiyu had given him over the years was too little.

Everything he has now was given by Suiyu.

Without Suiyu, there would be no him now.

"In the past few years, I have remembered all the things my grandfather gave me, and some of them have not even been used. I will slowly return them to my grandfather in the future." Chu Yan frowned, thinking as he said.

Unexpectedly, Suiyu let out a light snort.

He sat on the sofa, crossed his long legs, tapped his knees with his fingers, and repeated impatiently, "I mean, what do you want to give me back?"

Chu Yan choked, he hadn't thought about this yet.

Suiyu stood up slowly, folded his cuff buttons with downcast eyes, and said in a dull tone, "If you can't figure it out, don't mess around, no one is forcing you."

He rolled his eyes as he spoke.

As expected, he saw Chu Yan's pitiful and unconvinced look.

He pulled up the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Sui Chuchu, don't try to challenge my patience."

The shirt cuff buttons were neatly folded, and he bent down to pick up the plain mirror on the low table, while the laptop on one side was still open.

Sui Yu casually put up his glasses, and walked towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan couldn't help but want to back away.

But Suiyu clamped his hands easily.

Sui Yu put his hands on the soft and narrow waist of the person in his arms, and through a thin layer of fabric, he gradually moved up along Chu Yan's beautiful backline that protruded because of his thinness.

The numb feeling was like an electric current, which made Chu Yan highly nervous, and his body collapsed.

Suiyu chuckled, and put his other hand on Chu Yan's round buttocks.

The palm felt so good in the hand, he suddenly grabbed it hard.

Chu Yan bit his lip and flinched, and an uncontrollable moan escaped from his throat, "Hmm..."

"Otherwise," Suiyu leaned close to Chu Yan's ear, sticking out his slippery tongue, from the perfectly curved auricle to the soft earlobe.

The person in his arms was shaking.

Chu Yan couldn't help reaching out and grabbing Suiyu's button, he was a little scared.

"Sui... Suiyu..." He said in a trembling voice, sounding like he was about to cry.

Suiyu laughed suddenly, and gave a short low laugh, unable to detect any emotion, he leaned over and hugged Chu Yan, and walked steadily towards the stairs.

Chu Yan huddled in Suiyu's arms, his hands were stiff and didn't know where to put them, and finally shrunk in front of his chest so that he didn't dare to move.

His cheek was close to Suiyu's heart, listening to the strong heartbeat, he closed his eyes.

"Be good? Huh?" Suiyu put him on the bed in the master bedroom on the second floor, wiped away the tears seeping from the corners of Chu Yan's eyes with his fingertips, and his tone was suddenly as gentle as ever.

Chu Yan bit her lip and said nothing.

Suiyu like this looks like a doctor about to go to the operating table in a white coat.

Suiyu poked Chu Yan's rosy lips from being bitten, "Don't bite."

Chu Yan blinked his long eyelashes, and obediently let go of his lips.

Sui Yu straightened up, narrowed his eyes and looked at him with the corners of his eyes drooping slightly, then turned and left without saying anything.

In the quiet room, the sound of the lock falling suddenly was so sudden and clear...