two-way mark

Chi Xiye didn't know how Yan Cheng came so fast, he stared at the closed door for a moment, and then realized that Yan Cheng might have stayed downstairs the whole time.

He stood up from the chair, before he could walk over to open the door, Yan Cheng knocked on the door twice again: "Xiaochi? Open the door, let's have a good chat."

Chi Xiye walked over and opened the door.

As the door was pushed open little by little, Yan Cheng's eyes were firmly locked on Chi Xiye's body. After a while, he squeezed into the room forcefully, closed and locked the door with a backhand hook, and held Chi Xiye's thin body. The shoulders were so strong that Chi Xiye couldn't help shrinking.

Yan Cheng, who had been paying close attention to Chi Xiye, didn't intend to let go. He held Chi Xiye firmly and asked him, "Xiao Chi, what did you mean on the phone?"

Chi Xiye was silent for two seconds, and said, "Yan Cheng, do you really like me?"

Yan Cheng looked at him, his eyes gradually darkened, the madness in his eyes flashed past, and he asked in a wrong way: "Are you trying to sneak away from me again?"

Chi Xiye suddenly felt a chill down his back, and Yan Cheng's hands on his shoulders tightened tighter and tighter. He only felt that his bones were about to be crushed in the next second.

Chi Xiye frowned and said, "What are you talking about? I just want... I just want to ask clearly. As I said, I don't want to be separated from you again because of this reason of not having a long mouth. "

He moved his shoulder, clapped his hand on Yan Cheng's arm, and said, "Let go, my shoulder hurts so much from being pinched."

Only then did Yan Cheng come to his senses, and withdrew his hand like an electric shock.

"I'm sorry." Yan Cheng put his hands behind his back unnaturally, "I was thinking about it."

Chi Xiye glanced at Yan Cheng suspiciously, pointed to the sofa, and the two walked over and sat down.

When I heard Xi Siqing's words just now, it was when Chi Xiye had the most emotional ups and downs, and he couldn't help questioning him on the phone without thinking, but within a few minutes, when Yan Cheng rushed in front of him eagerly, he couldn't control himself. When holding back his strength and grabbing him hurts, Chi Xiye calmed down instead.

Because Yan Cheng seemed more uneasy than him, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to grasp the quicksand in his hand.

Chi Xiye wanted to slowly compose words and sentences in his heart, but he still couldn't resist the repeated questions, and simply asked, "Yan Cheng, why do you like me? Because I...have saved you when I was young?" ?”

Yan Cheng paused, looked up at Chi Xiye with an inexplicable expression, and did not speak for a long time.

Chi Xiye wanted to ask him why you didn't speak?Because there is no way to deny it?

But when he saw Yan Cheng's expression clearly, his heart tightened suddenly.

Yan Cheng's expression could not be said to be very sad, but it was like a drowning person watching the only driftwood go away, desperate and still wanting to struggle.

Chi Xiye couldn't say a word.

It took Yan Cheng a few minutes before he spoke, his voice was a little heavy: "The day Wen Yuze gave me your glands, I originally wanted to confess to you."

Chi Xiye suddenly opened his eyes wide.

"At that time, I was just about to go out when Wen Yuze appeared covered in blood and told me that you were dead." Yan Cheng's whole body was like a tight string, as if it would break if he was not careful.

"At that time, I just figured out that I fell in love with you at first sight...but you used your death to tell me that it was too late." Yan Cheng's eyes were dark, and Chi Xiye's astonished expression clearly appeared in his eyes, His whole body was trapped in that dark memory: "Do you know what I thought at the time? I think, you must have lied to me, and it's all my fault. Even if you die, it should be me."

"Whether it was Xiao Chi or Chi Xize when I was a child, they all disappeared from my mind, and only your shadow remained..." Yan Cheng smiled bitterly: "Later I decided to have an operation, and the day before the operation, I went to Chi Xize. In front of Xi Ze's grave, thank him for saving me back then."

"But at that time, I thought, it would be better to let me die back then, so that you would not be hurt now." Yan Cheng said blankly, "But it was also at that time that I realized that you are Xiaochi..."

"Do you understand? Xiaochi, I love you not because of who you are." Yan Cheng said, "Because I only saw you in that conference room, and I fell in love with you at that time. Although it was late So many years, but that is the beginning of my love for you."

Chi Xiye was astonished.

This is obviously a sweet love at first sight and an affectionate confession, but because of the painful past between the two people, it is even more bitter at this moment.

Chi Xiye moved his mouth, but he didn't say anything - indeed, he couldn't say anything either.

Yan Cheng didn't give him the slightest time to react, he jumped up like a lion, hugged Chi Xiye by the waist, pressed him on the bed not far away in an instant, bit his lips and teeth and kissed Chi Xiye.

The teeth smashed their lips, and the mouths of both of them were in pain with the smell of blood, but Yan Cheng seemed to be stimulated by the smell of blood, and his movements became more violent, excitedly licking* the cut on Chi Xiye's lips, sucking |Sucking the blood left behind by him, gnawing｜biting gently with her lower lip in her teeth, as if trying to swallow him into her stomach.

Chi Xiye had never received such a kiss, his reason was dissipated by the heat, his waist was weak, his hands were on Yan Cheng's shoulders, and he didn't know whether to push or pull him closer.

But no matter whether Chi Xiye wanted to refuse or something else, there was no way to proceed.

Because in the next second, Yan Cheng held his two slender wrists with one hand, and pulled them over his head to fix them. After a while, two red marks appeared on Chi Xiye's fair wrists.

Yan Cheng didn't pay any attention to it, and put his knee on Kaichi Xiye's thigh, and kissed him deeply again.

It was late at night outside, and the lights went out bit by bit, leaving only lonely street lights and cold wind.

Yan Cheng's eyes were red, he lowered his head and licked Chi Xiye's neck, his teeth rubbed against his Adam's apple slowly, with increasing intensity, and finally moved his head slowly.

Yan Cheng suddenly let go of Chi Xiye, turned over and sat on the side of the bed, his fingers tightly grasping the mattress under him, and after he calmed down for a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "Sorry."

Chi Xiye blinked in confusion, half of his shirt was unbuttoned, his round shoulders were exposed, and bright red kiss marks on his fair chest were completely exposed, like red flowers blooming in the snow.

His knees were weak and his waist was still trembling, he turned his head blankly to look at Yan Cheng whose back was facing him, as if he didn't quite understand why it ended so suddenly, and he didn't understand why Yan Cheng apologized.

But Chi Xiye touched the tooth marks on his body, and his chaotic brain told him that he seemed to have grasped a small sign.

He got up and hugged Yan Cheng from behind, kissed Yan Cheng's ear bone, his voice was full of haunting fragrance: "Yan Cheng, why don't you continue?"

Yan Cheng was shivered by the hot air beside his ear, and turned his head to avoid Chi Xiye's soft lips, "Xiao Chi, don't do this."

Chi Xiye hummed and laughed twice, and asked him, "What about you?"

Just as Yan Cheng was about to speak, Chi Xiye said again: "I'm sorry, I broke my promise. Yan Cheng, I guessed it."

Yan Cheng froze.

Chi Xiye said softly: "I'm sure you love me, Yan Cheng..."

He leaned close to Yan Cheng's ear again, and asked: "Because you want..." The last words were silenced by Chi Xiye, only Yan Cheng heard him, and he finally asked: "Really?"

Chi Xiye's words dropped a bomb in Yan Cheng's mind, he turned his head to look at Chi Xiye, for fear of seeing fear on Chi Xiye's face.

but no.

Chi Xiye looked at him with a smile, waiting for him to turn around.