Husband's Fingertips

"Come up."

There was a faint restraint in Qiu Jiyan's deep voice, but that restraint in the boundless night was like a good medicine to quickly hypnotize Xia Wangchuan.

He is like a puppet on a string, willingly and completely obeying the pull string in the master's hand.

Because the thread in your hand is connected to my body and your heart.

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"Why not? I want to listen!"

Qiu Jiyan domineeringly inserted his middle finger into the corner of Xia Wangchuan's mouth, and gave domineering instructions while slowly stirring.

"No, Mu Lin is over there, the door is not soundproof..."

Suddenly, two faint lights flashed in Qiu Jiyan's eyes.

Xia Wangchuan deeply understood the serious consequences of his words in the following time.

Mu Lin, who was suddenly awakened by a strange sound next door at midnight, stared at the ceiling in pain until dawn.

The faintly audible voice of his brother, who was almost crying but also seemed to be joyful, gave him a kind of torment that he could not live but could not die.

Several times, he wanted to rush from the balcony to the next room, knock the kid who bullied his brother to the ground, and beat him up.

But as a former love veteran, he has learned to know that his brother doesn't know how much he enjoys this kind of bullying.

Fuck!

Qiu Jiyan, I never imagined that the men from my Mu family would be tortured like this in your Qiu family every day.

You wait, I will take this hatred back on your men from the Qiu family.

Qiu Yuebai's charming smiling face and alluring figure appeared in front of his eyes.

Hehe, now you make my young master cover your ears in the middle of the night so you can't sleep, and sooner or later I will make your entire Qiu family cover your ears so you can't sleep all night!

Mu Xiaolin, who had set up his ambitions, really thought about Qiu Yuebai, the man from the Qiu family who interested him.

To be honest, it has nothing to do with being angry.

The affection for Qiu Yuebai had been formed in Mu Lin's heart since the first time he saw him at the airport.

Mu Xiaolin, who just found out that there was another fork in his life, is now in the stage of being confused and worried about how to conquer men.

Because of his natural good looks, generous personality, and hormonal rascal smell, Mu Xiaolin has been surprisingly popular with women since he was a child.

Since puberty, all kinds of beautiful girls have fallen under his jeans one after another.

After many years of hard work, Mu Xiaolin felt that he could participate in CCTV's hundreds of forums and give a speech on how to approach women, please and conquer women.

But how strong he is in terms of women makes him feel how bad he is in terms of men.

Because to him, men and women are simply two creatures that are not in a straight line at all.

In Mu Lin's view, there is a fundamental difference between the softness of women and the free and easy masculinity of men.

If the methods used on women are used on men, will they work?

Mu Lin felt a little puzzled in his heart.

Especially looking at Qiu Jiyan's attitude towards his brother, his face is black and his mouth is cold and airy, there is no trace of a man coddling and pampering a woman.

But my elder brother, who has a stubborn personality in his bones and never gets ridiculed by others, seems to like him very much.

Not to mention anything else, just the cry that lasted the whole night last night was completely an expression of deep love and extreme love.

Is it probably the same routine between men and men?Should I also follow Qiu Jiyan's example and make a bad face for his little uncle, so that he can make progress by retreating?

Mu Linyin fell into serious contemplation.

How did he know that he only saw someone's domineering appearance, but he couldn't see how annoying he was when he was cute behind his back.

Qiu Sanlang, who had been struggling for half the night, was not at all sleepy, and went to work early still full of energy.

Xia Wangchuan, who seldom gets up late, had a rare late sleep.

Being bullied endlessly in the middle of the night was one aspect, and the two finally used their bodies as a medium to resolve the obstacle in his heart, which made him feel extremely relaxed.

In this state, he only knew that Qiu Jiyan kissed his lips lightly when he got up, and after the man left, he fell into a deep sleep that was rarely seen these days.

He slept so deeply that he forgot about Mu Lin next door.

But someone in the Qiu family did not forget, that is Qiu Yuebai who suddenly found a good model and started to paint.

The last time Qiu Yuebai was drawing portraits of Xia Wangchuan's body with an animation pen, and then he met He Qi, and he had a lot of things at home, so he stopped writing a long time ago.

But now, Qiu Yuefan's family has moved out of the Qiu family's mansion and moved into their own small mansion.He Qi couldn't find any good in Qiu's house, so he also ran away.

Although the old lady still needs to visit every day in the hospital, her overall condition is relatively stable, and she should be able to go home to recuperate and recover after staying for a while.

In this state, Qiu Yuebai's mood was obviously better, and he became cheerful and active again.

People say that he is full of warmth and thinks of lust, but he is a person who wants to paint when he is in a good mood.

Especially from the moment he met Mu Lin, the idea of ​​painting "The Man in the Northwest" for him has been lingering in Qiu Yuebai's mind.

To tell the truth, although Qiu Yuebai is romantic, he is not obscene.

For him, although love has always been like one tornado after another, it always whizzes by inadvertently.

But he still has his own measure.

Those who are too young, belong to the edge of the nest, especially those that do not match the model, have never been the object of his teasing.

After rolling in love for so many years, all he does is TOP, the little Gong No. 1 who is really working hard and sweating. In his mind, he has never had the idea of ​​lying down at all.

Therefore, according to Qiu Yuebai's principle, a kid like Mu Lin who is only 20 years old can be regarded as half a relative, plus he has a much stronger aggressiveness than himself, don't say that he doesn't know who he is. It's not crooked, even if it is, he doesn't want to provoke it at all.

In his heart, this ruffian young man is completely a relative who is a generation behind him, and also, a rare mannequin.

Therefore, Qiu Yuebai, who was eager to start painting, knocked on the door of Mu Lin's room very early in the morning.

Mu Xiaolin, who finally fell asleep after the screaming in the next room stopped, was awakened by a knock on the door not long after falling asleep.

Mu Lin has always been very angry about getting up since he was a child. When he didn't sleep well, if someone disturbed his sleep, even his own parents and brothers, he would lose his temper.

The people outside the door seemed to be very patient, and they were still knocking on the door with "bang bah bah".

Fuck, it's so early in the morning, it's called a soul!

Qiu Yuebai was still knocking patiently, but unexpectedly, the door was suddenly opened by someone inside.

"Xiao Mu, good morning!"

Outside the door was Qiu Yuebai dressed in a vest and shorts.

"What are you doing?"

In the morning light, Mu Lin's body, which was only wearing underwear, looked like a masculine sculpture. Qiu Yuebai, who was at the door, couldn't help but look up and down a few more times.

It's just that, why did this kid treat him with such a fierce tone, and he also had a gloomy expression on his face that he owed him 500 million, and his two slender eyes were narrowed to the point where only a line remained.

"Look at what you are doing, if it's okay, uncle will draw for you?"

The more Qiu Yuebai looked at the appearance and body of the man in front of him, the more interested he was, as if he had already seen the beautiful lines he was gradually copying under his brush.

"You want to paint my ass this early in the morning?"

Mu Lin's head was filled with the energy of getting up, like a big balloon full of irritability.

At this time, no matter what others said, it sounded full of disgust in his ears.Anyone who touches him will be bounced by him.

Qiu Yuebai was stunned for a moment, this kid, what did he do with the gunpowder?

Before he could react, how should he explain to this bastard, he just wanted to draw his face now, Mu Lin turned around with a dark face, "Come in, lock the door."

Qiu Yuebai knew in his heart that there was something wrong with this sentence, but his body didn't know what was wrong, he obediently followed into the room as if possessed by a demon, and locked the door with his backhand.

Probably... It was the banditry of this young Northwest man who completely confused him.

"Xiao Mu, listen to me, portraits are not actually..."

Qiu Yuebai wanted to do another portrait painting for Mu Lin, lest the kid open his mouth and shut up to draw his bare butt.

But the behavior of the Northwest man in front of him made him suddenly unable to say anything, only his mouth was half open, and his two beautiful peach eyes were wide open.

When Mu Lin walked into the room and walked to the bed, he took off his panties and threw them to the bed. The whole person threw himself on the bed, buried his head in the pillow, leaving behind a complete, fit and strong body. The back half of Xianghua was given to Qiu Yuebai.

A voice buzzed from the pillow.

"I want to sleep, if you like painting, just paint, don't bother me, and lock the door for me after painting."

Qiu Yuebai: "..."

When Qiu Yuebai heard Mu Lin's deep and even snoring from the pillow, he realized that he had been standing beside the bed for quite a while.

He was completely shocked by the ruffian on the bed.

In the past 30 years of Qiu Yuebai's life, in the space he lived in, and among the people he came into contact with, there was no one similar to the man from the Northwest in front of him.

Probably because of the superior family background and being the youngest in the family, Qiu Yuebai's life can really be described as smooth and high-end luxury.

Since he was a child, he has been used to and adapted to being in contact with people who are personable, temperamental, or at least pretending to be personable.

In addition, from the day he knew his sexual orientation, he set himself up as an absolute attacker without hesitation. For many years, he pursued and got along with the beautiful and temperamental zero.

This type of man can easily arouse his desire to protect and conquer, and make him feel as a man.

But I don't know why, as long as this kind of relationship gets along for a little longer, both he and the other party will feel at a loss.

He always felt that there seemed to be something missing in those delicate little zeros, but Qiu Yuebai himself couldn't tell what that thing was.

But right now, this man who doesn't pay any attention to etiquette and sleeps on the bed naked is really beyond Qiu Yuebai's previous imagination of men.

In terms of demeanor and delicacy, Mu Lin is probably different from any man he liked or admired before, including his brother Xia Wangchuan, who has nothing in common with him at all.

He looks rough all over.

Although many men in the city sweat profusely in the gym every day, they also exercise their muscles.

However, compared with Mu Lin's muscles, there is an obvious feeling that artificial meets natural.

Mu Lin's body is the kind of rough and strong that was built from fighting in the field and drilling mines since he was a child. Every bone and every muscle seems to be full of real strength.

His skin is also thick, not as smooth and jade-like as his brother's.

If you have to compare the two brothers, Xia Wangchuan is like a piece of Hetian jade that has been polished, with toughness in the moisture.

Mu Lin, on the other hand, is like a rough jade stone before being polished, full of natural texture and natural imprints of wind and sun.

Especially those big and small scars on his body, some are from fights, and some are from injuries in the mine.It may be light or heavy on wheat-colored skin, but it looks like a natural tattoo.

From a painter's professional point of view, facing such a youthful and vicissitudes of life, Qiu Yuebai felt a strong creative impulse.

From a comrade who likes men, such a man's body, which he has never been in contact with before, made Qiu Yuebai feel a huge physiological impulse that he had never had in the past 30 years.

The urge made him a little confused and a little nervous.

He was a little worried that he would break a previous principle in terms of relationships, that is, he never wanted to be a rabbit eating grass by the side of the nest.

And... Is this muscular, ruffian little wolf curvy?

After a battle between heaven and man, under the control of two strong and different impulses, Qiu Yuebai finally decided that he could not let down Mu Lin's heroic invitation.

Since this kid has decided that what I want to draw for him is his two buttocks, why do I have to explain?painting!

Qiu Yuebai carefully closed the door, and quickly ran back to his room to get the painting tools.

Xia Wangchuan slept soundly this time.

Because when Qiu Jiyan returned from his aunt's room in the middle of the night last night and climbed onto the big bed again, the misunderstanding and anger in his heart had disappeared.

And the two people who had no misunderstanding and estrangement, also recovered physically to their best state before.

So this sleep is not only a sense of nourishing the body, but also a sense of peace of mind.

Of course, Xia Wangchuan was not blindly optimistic.

Qiu Jiyan really loves himself and loves himself. No matter how angry he is, he has his own heart and love. In the end, he can be like a winter blizzard. No matter how big and fierce it comes, it will melt away one day.

But what about the rest of the Qiu family?Aside from the fact that he is Mu Wenxuan's son, the mere fact that an old son and grandson are all involved in a male-male relationship is enough for Mrs. Ding to bear.

What's more, she is already ill now, I really don't know how this difficult drama will end when she returns to the Qiu residence.

Fortunately, Qiu Jiyan finally forgave himself.

Although the man didn't say anything, Xia Wangchuan knew that at least he wasn't the kind of person who took his own body and still wasn't sure to forgive his heart.

His entanglement and heart disease are mainly caused by his father, Mu Wenxuan, and his biological mother, He Xiangning.

As for himself, he should be the target of being implicated.

But when will he be able to completely unravel the disease that is stagnant in his heart.

Xia Wangchuan thought of the large sum of money that He Xiangning left to Qiu Jiyan before his death.However, how could Qiu Jiyan be someone who could accept his mother's betrayal just because of money.

Thinking of this, Xia Wangchuan suddenly thought of an incident that happened during the battle between the Qiu family that night.

When Qiu Yuefan found out his identity and made Qiu Jiyan explode instantly, when he angrily accused his mother of abandoning her husband and son, Xia Wangchuan deeply remembered what Qiu Yueming said.

"Yanyan, calm down, your mother is not that kind of person!"

For a man who was cheated on by his wife and put on a cuckold, not only was he able to fight for a large amount of property for his wife back then, but also after his ex-wife passed away for many years, not only did he not pour dirty water on her, but he tried his best to protect her. rare.

This kind of man is rare, but behind the rare behavior, is there something unknown to outsiders?

After all, what he said was an evaluation of a person's quality, and that person has already been criticized by thousands of people, just like the woman surnamed Ma today.

If He Xiangning is really that kind of person, if Qiu Yueming still wants to clean up for her, either he is sick, or he has a serious illness.

However, in Qiu Jiyan's heart, these issues that are worthy of careful consideration may not be as clear-headed and objective as he is.

It's no wonder that, for him, what he has endured these years is a completely different life compared to a spectator who watched coldly after many years.

From his childhood to the present, what he has experienced and endured may have been as deep and painful as a brand.

As a result, he probably wouldn't touch that place easily, but wrapped it in layers of hard ice.

Whether a person's heart is hard or soft, sometimes, he can't help himself.

Lying on the bed and thinking wildly for a while, Xia Wangchuan gradually had an idea in his mind.

Now that I have made this man my partner who I want to hold hands with for the rest of my life, then his affairs are my affairs, and his pain also determines my future happiness.

Some things, if he is obsessed with the parties involved, then should I help him to be clear to the bystanders?

Xia Wangchuan bit his lower lip and nodded vigorously.

His eyes fell on the door on the wall, which reminded him suddenly that there was a younger brother sleeping in the next door who came all the way to see him.

He patted himself on the forehead in shame.

Last night, after I reminded myself that the door was not soundproof, that bad man deliberately increased his bullying as if he had been stimulated.

Although I have been trying my best to control it, my brother will definitely hear many voices that he shouldn't hear.

Alas, Qiu Jiyan, Qiu Jiyan, what is your rivalry with your brother-in-law!

Thinking of Mu Lin, Xia Wangchuan hurriedly jumped out of bed, put on his nightgown, and ran to the balcony.

The balcony door was closed, and he wanted to push the door in, but his eyes followed the glass window first.

Ah!

Xia Wangchuan was completely dumbfounded.

In the room... Mu Lin was not alone.

And... the picture in the room made him blush instantly.