IX Cultivation

Nian's name is Wan Ling. When Young Master Ye first heard this name, he thought it was a heart-pounding confession, so every time he put it between his lips and chewed it, his ears turned red.

The big tail behind the young man is called Tan Lang. Every time Wan Ling goes out with someone, Tan Lang will pick up Wan Ling on time, as if taking his own belongings...

Ye Qingming never knew what his behavior was, but he couldn't stop, he didn't want to know what Wan Ling was doing all the time, obsessed like a senior pervert who probably didn't remember him at all.

Many things happened later, such as Wan Ling and Tan Lang getting together, his grades plummeting, and his bolder appearance by Wan Ling's side, and even sneaking into a man's house.

Ye Xiaobaihua's story is only known to him. He lived in a secret crush from the age of 12 to 22, waiting for an impossible response, until he got an opportunity but was taken away by others. Leave no room for...

It can be said that Ye Qingming has participated in the man's life for ten years, but with the man, he is still a passer-by, and he doesn't even have a name.

That's all there is to say about the impermanence of the world.

Sometimes the more peaceful a person is, the more ferocious he becomes when he goes crazy. Ye Qingming was sent abroad for two years and was silent for two years after he failed in poaching. After returning, he was completely changed, making it impossible for everyone to see through...

When you know how to hide, know how to get what you love and let the other party take the initiative to walk into your trap, know how to endure, know how to pretend, know how to use unscrupulous means, and know how to smile but not smile, then you will be Really grown up.

Therefore, when Ye Qingming escaped from the basement with Wan Ling, there were ugly curses and threats behind him, and countless sirens sounded in the distance.

When the chaotic footsteps are like the dance steps of the demons dancing in the night, the sound of gunfire begins to accompaniment.

When a bullet hit Ye Qingming's back with a 'bang' sound of gunpowder smoke, Ye Qingming was still protecting Wan Ling and hugged him tightly, but he just snorted, his eyes were bottomless , but the voice is as charming and magnetic as ever:

"Don't be afraid, Wan Ling, how can I be willing to let you have an accident."

162. Reverse

a week ago.

It was also the first day when Wan Ling and Ye Qingming were kidnapped. The kidnappers were extremely cautious, and they were almost unwilling to let both Wan Ling and Ye Qingming be untied. Even when they went to the toilet, they were accompanied by two people.

About three hours after waking up from Wan Ling, the leading middle-aged man brought Ye Qingming's mobile phone and asked Ye Qingming to call his family to report 'safety', and then snatched the mobile phone away, smiling Surrounded by a group of younger brothers, he went out coldly.

It wasn't until the third day that the two kidnappers guarding him and Ye Qingming relaxed a bit, and untied the rope that had been tied to Ye Qingming's body for more than two days.

No one in the basement had any direct contact with the outside world, so apart from the time when the kidnappers delivered the food, Wan Ling and the two didn't know the exact time.

It's just that on the afternoon of the third day, the middle-aged man in charge suddenly rushed into the basement angrily, came in and kicked Wan Ling and the other two!

Said someone called the police.

Wan Ling was kicked to the abdomen, and his face turned pale immediately. He was hugged by Ye Qingming who was beside him, and looked at the middle-aged man with a pair of long and narrow eyes with a terrifying coldness.

The middle-aged man called the boss was stunned for a moment, and then he returned to normal and looked at the two of Wan Ling thoughtfully, then beckoned all his men out of the basement, whispering as he left.

For the next three days, the kidnappers did not pay close attention to Wan Ling and the two other than delivering meals and meeting their physical needs. The kidnappers seemed to be busy interfering with the police's sight. After three days of silence, they finally couldn't help but talk to Ye The family made a phone call and stated a series of conditions to prepare for the transaction at [-] o'clock in the morning on the seventh day.

The kidnappers didn't sleep all night, they watched the live broadcast of the game all night in a relatively better space outside the basement, and some of them called from time to time to get some information about the police's actions at this time.

The wall clock hanging on the dilapidated and mottled wall passed the time bit by bit. The door of the basement was wide open at the moment. From the angle of Wan Ling, he could vaguely see the pointing of the hour hand outside the basement, but he couldn't open his eyes in a daze. , resting his head lightly on the shoulder of the young man beside him in discomfort.

"Wan Ling, you're so hot..." Ye Qingming's voice whispered in Wan Ling's ears, and a cold hand was placed on his forehead, "It seems like you have a fever."

Wan Ling squirmed his dry and peeling lips as if to say something, but he didn't make any sound, he frowned, his not-so-good complexion made his expression look fragile.

It was the first time for Ye Qingming to see a man with such an image, and his heart was full of distress that was about to overflow and excitement that was suppressed in the depths of the darkness just around the corner.

"Wan Ling, come on, drink some water first, and I'll help you get some antipyretics for them."

The young man's voice became more and more blurred in the man's ears, and he seemed a bit similar to his young lover. Wan Ling had been sleeping on the wet ground for the past few days and nights without any quilt to cover him. Wan Ling had always been taken good care of. Ling hasn't even had a cold for so long, but now he has a high fever, and his head is extremely confused.

He said something subconsciously, and leaned against the young man feeling cold, as if time and space had begun to be misplaced, making Wan Ling feel like he was at home with Barrister Yan when he closed his eyes, but Lawyer Yan was hugging himself and feeding him water.

So Wan Ling meekly accepted the kiss from the young man who was hugging her and lowered her head, taking in the moisture she needed from those gentle lips.

For Wan Ling, the warm lips and water made him feel better, but Ye Qingming's hot lips, which were heated by the hard object, brought back the cherished memories of his youth...

He reluctantly sucked the man's lower lip, the full lips began to swell slightly after being sucked by him, and the heat from the man's breath made the breath between the two of them more closely intertwined.

The man in his arms loosened his teeth completely undefended, allowing himself to be invaded and wantonly invaded, the soft tip of his tongue was touched and entangled, one gentle but strong and the other wanting anything.

"Hmm..." The man whimpered unbearably, and was finally let go, his cheeks flushed as if he was about to fall asleep, while he said, "Yan Xi... I feel so uncomfortable."

Ye Qingming paused, the hands around the man's waist were stiff for a moment, but soon he kissed the man's forehead helplessly as if he didn't mind and said, "Wan Ling, open your eyes and see who I am. who."

Wan Ling shook his head, and didn't open it. Instead, when he smelled the greasy supper that the kidnappers were eating outside, he turned his head to the side all of a sudden, retching incessantly towards the open space next to him.

"Wan Ling?" Ye Qingming didn't know what was wrong with the man, he stepped forward to help the man and patted his back comfortingly, looking at the red circles around the man's eyes, the youth's eyes only became deeper and deeper, "You sit here, I'll go find them."

A burst of retching made Wan Ling sober up. His eyes were filled with water vapor, and he grabbed Ye Qingming's clothes and said, "No need." After the man finished speaking, he paused and added a sentence. , "Ye Qingming, no need."

Ye Qingming heard the man calling his name, looked at the man for a while before sitting back in his seat, and asked after a long while, "Wan Ling, you haven't eaten for a long time, and it's not like you have a fever, something is wrong with you."

Wan Ling didn't speak, just gave a faint 'hmm', put his hands on his lower abdomen, and didn't have the desire to talk.

The young man was silent for a while, then took Wan Ling back to hug the man's hot body, making the man feel more comfortable leaning on him.

These days, the man did not solve the problem with Ye Qingming clearly, instead he temporarily became close in the midst of adversity. Such a simple mutual dependence has gradually become more and more common, not to mention that at this time, Wan Ling has no relationship with Ye Qingming at all. I didn't think about the complicated entanglements between them.

It was just that the chaotic kiss made Wan Ling a little embarrassed, so he didn't take the initiative to pass the test. Now he just wished he could fall asleep and avoid the discomfort in his body.

He is very cold, and his stomach hurts. These days, Wan Ling hardly eats anything. Those greasy foods challenge Wan Ling's taste too much. In addition, he is still in a special situation, just smelling him is enough. fever.

The man wondered if he could get out alive with the little thing in his stomach...

"Don't be afraid." Suddenly, the young man beside him said so.

Wan Ling was stunned for a moment, wondering, 'Huh? ’ With a sound, only the young man around him continued to say:

"We'll be fine, trust me."

Ye Qingming seemed to know what Wan Ling was thinking, and when he was uncertain, he said these two sentences, which made Wan Ling smile in pain, and also comforted Ye Qingming and said: "Hmm... I believe you."

The man's low, gentle words made Ye Qingming's ear swell a bit. Where the man couldn't see, those deep eyes were filled with an unknown dark light, attracting people like a whirlpool, while the stud on the right ear was slumped. It was lit up under the incandescent lamp, which set off the beautiful hair color of Young Master Ye even more eye-catching.

"Hey, hey! What are you doing! It's so noisy!" A kidnapper called the fourth child knocked on the iron door with a baseball bat, stood at the door, and held a can of beer in the other hand, yelling impatiently, " Be honest with me, don't play tricks."

"I'm sorry, brother, he's not feeling well. I'm going to take him to the bathroom. I wonder if it's okay?"

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