domineering man

The two of them stood in front of the TV with their jobs in their hands.

Looking at his own appearance, Ru Yinsu was indifferent and didn't feel ashamed at all. He glanced twice and stuffed meat into his mouth.

Delicious food.

His camera flashed quickly, and Zhao Qian was a little disappointed.

"Why do you have so few roles? Is it because I gave you less money?"

In Zhao Qian's concept, he invested money in the crew, and the crew should give Yin Su the best treatment.

Yin Su glanced at him lightly.

"That's what this character is."

"yes……"

Zhao Qian was a little confused.

He managed an entertainment company, but he was mostly engaged in investment and management. Yinsu was his first lover. He only heard about these management matters, and he didn't know anything about them. .

A big pot of hooves was cleaned up by two big men.

No one said a word, just digesting food quietly.

An hour later, Yinsu went to get his clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom.

Zhao Qian, who was drowsy, suddenly woke up. He twirled the things in his pocket, and suddenly felt a little warm and thoughtful.

Yin Su calmly undid the first button on his neck, and then closed the bathroom door with a "bang" under Zhao Qian's closely following gaze.

"Baby, if it's inconvenient for you, I can help you take off your pants."

There was a pause in the action of pulling the zipper of his pants, and he replied without changing his expression.

"Thank you, I can do it myself."

With his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair, he stood up slowly, adapting to the stiffness and weakness of his legs that had not been used for a long time.

The unbuttoned pants fell down with a snap.

He stepped out, his legs straight and slender.

Hearing the sound of "squeaking" water made Zhao Qian's heart itch unbearably.

He moved, rubbed, and stopped outside the bathroom door.

The bathroom door is a frosted glass door. At this time, the inside is filled with fog, and there is not even a shadow.

His throat was so dry that it was about to catch fire, Zhao Qian swallowed, and put his hand on the doorknob.

There is no anti-lock.

Also, no one usually has the habit of locking the toilet at home, especially since Yinsu often lives alone here.

"Click" sound.

Zhao Qian's brain was stunned by the heat blowing towards his face.

In the hot and humid space, a white and healthy body stood under the shower head, and transparent water droplets fell from the top of the head to the shoulders, and then slid down the arms.

Her waist-length jet-black hair was scattered on her back at this time, barely reaching the top of her buttocks, and the water droplets at the end of her hair adhered to her skin along her thighs to the soles of her feet.

Because of the sudden movement, the body on the back turned around, revealing the lean and firm physique.

Those jet-black eyes seemed to be soaked with moisture, becoming more translucent and deep. At this moment, there was no emotion in them, like a black pool without waves.

"go out……"

Not light or heavy, but extremely powerful.

The door was closed again.

Zhao Qian didn't know what he was doing, he leaned against the door, walked to the bed in a daze, then took off his clothes and lay down on it.

So... so white, so tall, so...

His face flushed and became the color of a tomato.

He quietly moved two points under the quilt, only revealing a pair of bright eyes.

Wait, Yin Su was standing just now!

No wonder, he can see that it's so big... It's still worth standing up...

Zhao Qian, who was full of filthy thoughts, was immersed in Yin Su's slender and tall body, but he didn't care about other things.

Yin Su in the bathroom wiped off the drops of water on his body. He glanced at the wheelchair next to him, thought for a moment in silence, put on his pajamas, and walked out calmly with bare feet.

Because he wasn't quite used to it, he walked very slowly, but he seemed more at ease.

There was already a person lying on the bed in the bedroom. He raised his eyebrows, but there was no surprise or displeasure.

He naturally waded to the other side, and when the bed felt a slight collapse, Zhao Qiancai stared at him with moist eyes, as if shocked.

Seeing that he was neatly dressed, a little disappointment flashed in his eyes.

He chuckled, ignored Zhao Qian beside him, and sat on the bed calmly, turned on the bedside lamp, and quietly flipped through the book in his hand.

"you you you……"

Zhao Qian stuttered and couldn't speak. Every time he wanted to mention Yin Su's legs, his mind always thought of something that shouldn't be.

"What's wrong with me?"

He didn't lift his head, and asked back very calmly.

This surprised Zhao Qian, it was so natural, without the slightest sense of nervousness of the secret being exposed.

The quilt was lifted, and Zhao Qian who was next to him sat up and threw himself on top of him.

"Your legs are fake, you lied to me."

Yin Su was forced to close the book in his hand. He looked up at Zhao Qian and said frankly, "No, I'm just weak. I didn't say I couldn't go."

Zhao Qian, who was riding on him, gritted his teeth and touched up his calf.

Across the quilt, the touch was not so strong, but he could still feel the warmth of Zhao Qian's palm.

Then, his thigh was pinched.

Yin Su's pretty brows frowned, and said softly, "You hurt me..."

Hearing this, Zhao Qian immediately remembered that Yinsu had been injured before, so he turned over quickly and was about to take off Yinsu's pants when he lifted the quilt.

Cold hands grabbed him.

"Don't move, it's not all right yet."

Zhao Qian, who was successfully bluffed, didn't move anymore, but his eyes were still looking at him tightly, and there was bound to be an explanation.

Yin Su blinked, and his black pupils looked innocent and harmless.

"Really, I'm just weak and intermittently paralyzed. If you didn't take good care of me, I wouldn't be able to stand up at all during this time."

Yin Su's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Zhao Qian still didn't believe it.

He grabbed Zhao Qian's hand and put it on his lap. Zhao Qian was distracted for a moment, but soon looked at him in shock.

Because the tight muscles under the palm were trembling slightly.

Yin Su did not lie, he could feel that his body could not fit well with this world.

As a result, he often felt sleepy, lost all spiritual energy, and had no sensation in his legs.

He was able to stand up today, but it took him a lot of energy.

Seeing Zhao Qian's expression soften, Yin Su held Zhao Qian's hand and said gently: "Thanks to you, you are really a good person."

You are a good man, a good man, a man...

Zhao Qian's head was dizzy, and he grabbed Yin Su's hand with his backhand and tangled it around, touching it around.

"Okay, baby, just tell me if you need anything in the future, because... With our relationship, it's right for you to ask me."

Zhao Qian pinched his fingertips, he slightly hooked his lips, and nodded with a smile.

The man had a really good temper.

After speaking, Zhao Qian lay down beside him very naturally, without any intention of going back to sleep.

Most of Yin Su's long hair was dry. He lay down, put one hand on his forehead, and looked sideways at Zhao Qian.

"Zhao Qian, do you want to sleep with me?"

God knows, Yin Su just asked a simple question, but Zhao Qian's heart skipped a beat.

He turned his head and looked at Yin Su's dark and clear eyes looking at him.

Yinsu had his back to the window, and the moonlight outside was shadowy under the cover of the gauze curtain. That delicate and fair face was so beautiful that he could even see his own reflection through Yinsu's pupils.

At this moment, Yinsu is elegant and noble, and his whole body is gentle enough to drown people in it.

Zhao Qian just looked straight at it, and his beating heart unexpectedly calmed down.

An unprecedented satisfaction filled his heart.

It made his nose a little sour.

Seeing Zhao Qian turn his head away suddenly, Yin Su was a little surprised.

He touched his face, had his charm declined?

"what happened to you?"

Warm breath sprayed on Zhao Qian's ears.

Zhao Qian shrank back, shook his head and did not speak.

In the past, he was used to seeing Zhao Qian blushing towards him, but today was so abnormal, he was really puzzled.

But because of the recent life turmoil, I feel a little sleepy when I arrive at Dianyinsu.

He fumbled and stretched his hand to Zhao Qian's heart, felt the strong heartbeat, and a more relaxed sense of fatigue overwhelmed him.

Zhao Qian didn't turn his head until the breathing sound beside him became steady.

He stared blankly at the ceiling.

The eight-year-old child is no longer afraid to go to his mother to sleep with him at night, but occasionally he will be awakened by nightmares, crying and wanting someone to accompany him.

But Zhao Qian couldn't.

He couldn't trouble the tired Zhao Sui, so he usually kept his eyes open until dawn.

For more than ten or twenty years, he has no unnecessary worries. Although Zhao Xun does not let him play around, he actually pampers him. Almost what his parents lack, Zhao Xi is also doing his best to make up for him.

But, occasionally there is still a sense of emptiness.

It has nothing to do with the troubles of life, it just feels like playing around, nothing can last a lifetime.

He turned his head to look at Yin Su beside him.

A man who wants nothing and can lose everything.

It's weird, but Yinsu really gave him that feeling.

This is someone he has never seen before, but it occasionally gives him a special sense of security.

It was because he didn't have the ambition of ordinary people that he wanted to give him everything he had, and hoped that Yinsu could ask him for it.

In this way, one day Yin Su realizes that all he has is given to him, then he will become the most special person in his heart.

Zhao Qian quietly leaned over, pecked lightly on the red lips that he had thought about for a long time, then smacked his mouth happily, covering himself in the quilt.

He misses his brother a little bit, so go back and see him tomorrow.

Light came in through the undrawn curtains. Yin Su opened his eyes and found that the surrounding was empty.

He stretched out his hand to caress his lips, his eyes were dark, deep and quiet.

There is a message on the phone, which was sent an hour ago.

Zhao Qian left first, hoping that he could take the initiative to call him at night.

Yin Su only glanced at it casually, he got up and stood facing the sun, his seemingly thin but strong body was coated with brilliance.

He moved his still weak legs, recalling the video he watched a few days ago, he found the music, stood in front of the window and stretched his hands and feet.

"Three laps to the left, three laps to the right, twist your neck, twist your ass, go to bed early and wake up early, let's do some exercise..."