Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

Bai Qingjiu wanted to take another piece, but Murong Qin grabbed his hand and kissed it on his lips: "It still smells like milk."

Bai Qingjiu's heart trembled: "It's getting late, don't you have to go to work?"

"Haven't you heard that the king never comes to court early?"

"..."

Murong Qin looked at him meaningfully, and stirred endlessly, Bai Qingjiu blushed, and picked up the milk from the edge of the table: "Still...do you still drink?"

Murong Qin hugged him closer: "I want to eat you even more."

"It's morning, I... no, no."

Bai Qingjiu had never done such a thing in the morning, he was very afraid of looking at Murong Qin's face during the day, the light was too bright and clear, as if nothing could be covered up.

It is said that early in the morning is the most impulsive time for a man, especially when he has not finished eating and is full of fire, the sweet and delicious little white rabbit rubs back and forth, how can he control it.

Murong Qin gritted his teeth and picked him up, no matter how desperate he was to get him, he took him upstairs, but when he was eager, he bumped into something and smashed it all to the ground.

Bai Qingjiu shouted: "Drawing, the painting is broken."

"What painting?"

Murong Qin put him next to the bed, and the drawing board and paints were scattered on the bottom of his feet. When he picked it up, the lines were all ruined.

Murong Qin narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a while: "Who is the picture?"

Bai Qingjiu didn't dare to speak anymore, he couldn't see what he had worked so hard to draw after staying up all night.

Murong Qin asked with a smile, "Who is it? Tell me."

Bai Qingjiu lowered his eyes, a little embarrassed: "Whoever looks at it is the one, don't look at it, it's all ruined!"

"Blame me, blame me for being too careless." Murong Qin bent down and picked up the brush, carefully, as if guarding a precious treasure, and restored everything to its original state, but the person on the painting could not go back.Contains #哥#儿#全#理#

Bai Qingjiu rubbed his nose: "The painting is not good, so don't worry about it."

Murong Qin's tone was unprecedentedly gentle: "I think it's good, better than every painting I've ever seen."

"Throw it away."

"If you throw it away, will you draw another one for me?"

Bai Qingjiu froze for a moment, and said, "In the future, I would like to draw many, many paintings for you."

Murong Qin looked at him silently, and lightly touched his face with his palm: "Jiujiu, I don't know why, but I like you more and more. If one day I keep you in other ways, it must be because I like you and I can't bear to let you go." you."

Bai Qingjiu raised his eyes: "I've been waiting for this sentence for a long time."

"Fool, why didn't you ask me?"

Bai Qingjiu shook his head, feeling joyful and a little sad in his heart, he was still him, but he wasn't the one who would be patient and persistent with him for five years in the future.

Bai Qingjiu couldn't tell the difference, he just felt that getting along with Murong Qin now was something he couldn't even think about, his ears softened when he talked about love, and the man's strong hormonal breath came over him.

Bai Qingjiu has almost no ability to resist. Besides, why should he resist? Isn't this day what he has been waiting for?

Some are dreamy, some are unbelievable, like floating on the clouds, the people he loves are close to him, and those things that he once thought were important, such as money, rights, and status, are all left behind.

After a hearty day-to-day battle, Bai Qingjiu was dizzy, and after the end, he still couldn't slow down, his body was so soft that it didn't look like his own.

Murong Qin kissed his forehead bit by bit: "This is unbearable?"

Bai Qingjiu was embarrassed: "It's not."

Obviously doing the same thing as before, but the feeling is different. This kind of feeling that the body is sore but the soul is filled is hard to put it down.

He grabbed Murong Qin's arm and murmured, "Aren't you going to work today?"

"If you want me to accompany you, I will stay."

"No more." Bai Qingjiu let go of his hand, as if expecting him to stay, and pretended to let him go generously.

"actually……"

Just as Murong Qin was about to say something, the phone rang suddenly. He glanced at it, then went out with the phone in hand. When he came back, he found a suit from the closet: "Jijiu, I'm going out for a while."

"Ah."

Murong Qin bent down and kissed him on the forehead: "If it hurts, don't run around, rest well, if you don't obey, it will hurt even more at night."

Bai Qingjiu said in a low voice, "Understood."

When Murong Qin left, he suddenly felt uneasy and put a lock on the door.

Bai Qingjiu knew that he still liked to shut himself up as before, even if he said he wouldn't leave, he was still like raising a kitten or puppy, for fear that Bai Qingjiu would run out and run wild.

Maybe there is some distance, that is, no matter how long it takes, you can't get close.

Bai Qingjiu put a blanket on his body, rummaged through the bedside table and desk, there were only a few places for Murong Qin to put things, and he searched all over but couldn't find the ring.

Shouldn't it really be thrown away?

Bai Qingjiu clenched his fists and squatted on the ground with chattering teeth, Murong Qin, don't you even give me a chance to find you in the future?

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Suddenly, Bai Qingjiu returned to the day when Murong Qin returned home for the first time and did not see him, so he was furious and sent ten cars to surround him at the intersection.

Bai Qingjiu held a little wild cat in his arms, and the air dropped to zero, as if he couldn't escape.

The kitten's tail stood up, and it vigilantly "meowed" a few times, and its two blue eyes stared straight at Murong Qin's direction.

He got out of the car, his face was darker than the windbreaker, and a cold and oppressive voice came: "Bai Qingjiu, what are you doing?"

Bai Qingjiu smoothed the kitten's hair, making it quiet: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

"Bai Qingjiu, I'm asking you something."

Saying not to be afraid, the body shivered: "I picked up a kitten at the door, and I was helping it find it home, but I didn't expect it to be out for too long."

"It's just a night cat. Where did it come from? Throw it away."

Bai Qingjiu refused: "It's only dirty if it hasn't been bathed. If... If it doesn't have an owner, I want to take it back."

Murong Qin grabbed one of his wrists: "I think you are crazy, let go."

"No, it's too pitiful."

"Instead of sympathizing with it, you might as well sympathize with yourself. Look at what you have made of yourself, like a fool who got lost in the middle of the night."

The kitten screamed, and rushed towards Murong Qin aggressively, Bai Qingjiu was startled, and stretched out his hand to block his chest, a bloodstain was scratched on the tiger's mouth.

The kitten jumped down and ran away, disappearing into the darkness in a flash, Bai Qingjiu covered the wound on his hand to prevent Murong Qin from finding out.

Murong Qin grabbed his hand and furrowed his eyebrows: "I told you not to touch it a long time ago, what kind of affection does a beast know."

Bai Qingjiu bit his lip, a beast knows how to be affectionate, but it is clearly protecting me.

Murong Qin pushed him into the car, gave him an injection overnight, and it was past midnight when he got home.