Langqing

But what the two of them didn't know was that Xia Yan heard their conversation from the balcony on the third floor above their heads.

It must have been fate, Xia Yan didn't use his spacious and luxurious office this day, and went to the balcony to smoke and relax, but he listened to the corner and knew about the romance that had just happened in his company and then died immediately.

Therefore, Xia Yan naturally became a little curious about the men and women downstairs, oh, more about men.

Not only because of his tactful and considerate refusal, but also because of this man's warm and pleasant voice, which makes people feel very comfortable and itchy in the ears.

The staircase is a revolving structure of steel and glass. Xia Yan walked to the stairs and looked around, and saw a young man sitting on the linen sofa on the balcony below. He had the expected black and smooth hair, and just the right shoulders. Xia Yan seemed fascinated. Looking at the young man, when the young man stood up, he could see more clearly his upturned buttocks, narrow waist, and fair side face. Mr. Xia Yan, who has been in love for more than ten years, with his precise and vicious eyes, only By looking down, he can accurately deduce the appearance of this young man: about 1.8 meters tall, with a very good figure, a handsome face, and a gentle temperament.

Xia Yan's heart was itchy, but he still had a little reason, knowing that rabbits don't eat grass by the side of the nest, so he walked back to the office regretfully.

When Xia Yan heard the voice that tickled his ears again, it was at a meeting.

There was a project team that did a great job. At the end of the month, he held a special meeting with them, hoping to use both words and funds to praise these excellent subordinates to make persistent efforts to contribute their passion to the company.

At that time, he smiled and asked the project team leader to introduce the eleven members of their team to him one by one. When he introduced one of the very attractive boys, Xia Yan heard the boy say: "Hello, Mr. Xia, I It's called Ling Qing."

Xia Yan's ears were hot, and he felt itchy. He compared the appearance he had imagined with the person in front of him in his heart, and found that what he had imagined was a little bit paler, but he was very happy, and he was very grateful to the project team leader. At the beginning of the handshake, Xia Yan held Ling Qing's hand and weighed it in his heart. His fingers were long and slender, with well-defined joints but not hard, and his palm was warm and dry, which almost made him reluctant to let it go. I still suppressed the thoughts in my heart, thinking that I probably didn't go out to play recently.

Xia Yan has several good buddies who grew up wearing a pair of trousers. Lu Yuan is one of them. In a restaurant that is not too big or too small, it is more leisurely than anyone else to cook and cook vegetables outside the restaurant to bask in the sun every day.

Xia Yandekong likes to go to his place for a meal without giving money, in the euphemistic name of saving his empty soul with his real body.

He ordered food that day, and was sitting leisurely on the balcony on the third floor, basking in the sun and facing the sea with spring flowers blooming.

I was leisurely intoxicated, my ears went numb, and I heard someone say: "Sir, what you ordered."

Looking back, the warm sunlight shone on the young man, pure and beautiful, Xia Yan said with a smile: "Seeing my employees making extra money, my boss wonders if I can protest."

Lang Qing pursed his lips and laughed, a rare playful moment: "Oh, the premise is that I need to ask the boss to help me ask the restaurant owner for my wages first."

Xia Yan watched the slight blush sneak out from under his white and delicate skin, and felt extremely happy: "There is no wages, so let's have dinner with me first."

Lu Yuan who came upstairs rolled his eyes: "Ling Qing, you go down first, don't worry about him."

Ling Qing smiled slightly: "Then Mr. Xia will use it slowly." He walked downstairs politely.

Xia Yan smiled as if he had eaten honey, but Lu Yuan frowned: "Xia Yan, don't make mistakes, he is not the same kind of person as us."

Later, Xia Yan found out that Lang Qing had worked part-time in Lu Yuan's restaurant for a year when he was a freshman.

Lu Yuan had a very good opinion of him, so he strongly objected to Xia Yan stretching out his evil claws to him, but just imagining Xia Yan's heart was already moving, and now when he met him, he had already turned into a wolf, how could he still listen to the advice.

In any case, Xia Yan and Ling Qing gradually became familiar with each other, and sometimes Xia Yan would drop by to drive Ling Qing home after get off work.It's not that Xia Yan did it deliberately, but that they both live in the same direction.

Xia Yan is not in a hurry to start, Ling Qing is very young, and there is a particularly beautiful greenness and sincerity all over his body, Xia Yan has patience for the first time, and the food must be tasted slowly.

The relationship developed because when Ling Qing was riding Xia Yan's car, Xia Yan received an unpleasant phone call on the way.

"What? An accident? It will take an hour to deliver?! I'll be home in 10 minutes!" Xia Yan couldn't help feeling a little angry as he said that, regardless of Ling Qing being by his side.

Because of the meeting, he didn’t have a meal at noon. After finishing his work in the afternoon, he called the hotel he often called to deliver food to his home and prepared to have a good meal. Unexpectedly, he received a call from the hotel on the way saying that the takeaway would be postponed. It took an hour to deliver, how could he not be angry when he was hungry.

Ling Qing watched Xia Yan drop the phone, and after understanding the situation, he said in a strange way: "Why don't you come to my house to eat?"

Xia Yan's eyes lit up, and then he thought of something, pretending to be casual and said: "Well, auntie is at home?"

Ling Qing smiled: "No, I live alone."

Xia Yan's eyes became brighter, and his heart couldn't stop itching.

Back home, when the tall man stood in the living room, Ling Qing realized the embarrassment, blushed slightly and said, "My little one, please feel wronged."

Xia Yan didn't care, and looked at Ling Qing's house with great interest. The one-bedroom and two-bedroom cottage was carefully cared for by the owner, and the small living room even had a large French window. The owner kept several pots of green and tender plants, and a pot of green vines was hung on the anti-theft window, and the vines fell down and climbed on the window bars and became entangled together.

"That's Luluo." Ling Qing explained with a smile, and handed Xia Yan a cup of hot tea.

Xia Yan suddenly felt that all this was opening up his softest embrace to him without any thought, his heart jumped up suddenly, a sense of oppression surged up from the soles of his feet for no reason, clamoring for himself to leave here immediately.

Ling Qing took out a plate of small cakes from the refrigerator, without knowing it, he still looked at him sincerely and gently with his black jade-like eyes, and said with a smile: "This is the small cake I baked by myself, you Eat a little to cushion your stomach first, and the food will be ready soon."

Xia Yan sank all of a sudden, took away the plate in his hand, hugged the young man tightly like an ignorant brat, and kissed his lips like a beating drum.

For the dinner that day, for the first time, Ling Qing performed abnormally and cooked a dish that was extremely salty.

Xia Yan smiled, staring at the red-faced man in front of him with shining eyes, as if he had lost his sense of taste, he put all the dishes into his stomach.

Ling Qing always thought that one day he would find a girl with a good temper to start a family, and maybe give birth to a cute little milk baby, but he never thought that in the end, he would happily marry a man.

Ling Qing didn't know why he accepted Xia Yan, maybe it was the moment when he kissed him that night, he saw the flowers blooming all of a sudden, or maybe it was when he was cooking and the man hugged him behind him. This kind of warm and solid feeling makes him fall in love.