Yi Ren from afar

When Ye Mingyuan returned to the backstage, he looked at himself in the mirror, and sat weakly on the chair in front of the dressing table, tired and dazed.

Standing behind Ye Mingyuan, Han Yuze looked at the person lying on the table. He stretched out his left hand and pressed it on Ye Mingyuan's right shoulder. Looking at the person in the mirror who looked up at him, he felt palpitations.

Ye Mingyuan put his left hand on Han Yuze's, and looked back at the person who was 10 years older than him, with complicated and tangled emotions.

Han Yuze held Ye Mingyuan's hand behind his back and said, "Clean up and go out to dinner with me."

Walking out of the gate of Guisi, Ye Mingyuan and Han Yuze got into the car, turned their heads inadvertently, Ye Mingyuan saw Xu Zhizhou standing against the wall, and he also saw Ye Mingyuan.

Ye Mingyuan pushed open the car door, walked towards Xu Zhizhou, said a few words of apology, and returned to the car.

Han Yuze asked, "Friend or boyfriend?"

Ye Mingyuan frowned and replied, "Friend."

Han Yuze looked at the frowning man, suppressed the jealousy in his heart, and told the driver: "Go to the villa in the suburbs."

Han Yuze took out his mobile phone and told the other party: "I'll be there soon, prepare more food, there are important people going."

Putting the phone away, Han Yuze was a little annoyed when he saw the person sitting by the door, far away from him. He squeezed Ye Mingyuan's hand and said, "Sit here."

Ye Mingyuan was silent for a moment, and followed his words.

Seeing the obedient person sitting beside him, Han Yuze let go of his suit jacket and loosened his tie, forcing Ye Mingyuan to lean sideways in his arms.

Han Yuze pressed Ye Mingyuan's waist with his left hand, and his right hand wandered restlessly on Ye Mingyuan's body. Ye Mingyuan struggled to get up, but Han Yuze leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Don't move."

Ye Mingyuan trembled for a while, and hurriedly grabbed the hand that was already swimming on his skin, and begged: "Don't, don't do this."

Unable to restrain his emotions, Han Yuze tightened his arms, and a stormy kiss fell on Ye Mingyuan's lips. Ye Mingyuan had never experienced such an experience. When pushing someone who was out of control with both hands, Han Yuze freed his right hand and grabbed Ye Mingyuan's hair. Hold tighter and tighter.

Ye Mingyuan struggled in pain, begging in a low voice: "Please, don't do this, don't do this."

Han Yuze buried his head on Ye Mingyuan's chest, tidied up his out-of-control emotions, raised his head, put a distance away from Ye Mingyuan, tidied up his hair, and tidied up their messy clothes.

Looking at the man with downcast eyes, he raised Ye Mingyuan's chin with his right hand, leaned over and kissed him lightly, with his thumb on his lips: "Are you scared?"

Ye Mingyuan remained silent, as a tacit consent.

Han Yuze chuckled softly: "Okay, don't play your temper, we'll be there in a while."

Pulling Ye Mingyuan closer to him again, Han Yuze hugged him tightly, put his right hand on his waist, and looked at the night outside the window. At this moment, Ye Mingyuan's heart was beating like a drum.

Love is like poppy, addictive and slow.