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When Wen Qi came back at night, he saw the boy nestled on the bed with the black cat beside him. This scene warmed his heart.

Moment, whose eyes were slightly closed under the quilt, saw Wen Qi approaching. He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, caught a little red blood in the other's eyes, and frowned slightly.

Taking off his coat, Wen Qi leaned over, clasped the back of Shen Mo's head with one hand, kissed his lips, pressed and licked him gently for a while, reached in and sucked his tongue a few times, and finally sighed in satisfaction tone.

He licked his lips, and there was a faint taste of alcohol in his mouth. He looked at Wen Qi silently, "Drinking?" He had never seen this man like drinking.

Wen Qi tore off his suit and tie, stroked his hair, and looked a little tired. He pressed his whole body up, like a large injured dog, with his cool cheeks rubbing against Silence's neck.

"An old classmate of mine had an accident." His voice dropped, Wen Qi was a little hoarse, "He is going to hold a wedding tomorrow, Xiaobei, I just sent him my blessing today, he is a good person, a few It was gone after an hour..."

The room fell into a moment of silence. After a long time, Shen Mo pursed his lips and stroked Wen Qi's hair, "Accidents can never be avoided. We cannot prevent this."

Wen Qi kissed Silence's shoulder, her alcohol-smelling breath became a little quicker because of the surging emotion.

"Xiao Bei, let's live a good life together, no matter what happens in the future we will not be separated." He looked at his lover with focused and gentle eyes, and said softly, "I don't want to regret it."

Shen Mo's face changed, and after waiting for a while, there was no machine voice in his head, and he didn't know whether to be lucky or disappointed, so he put his arms around Wen Qi and patted him on the back.

"it is good."

It was just a simple word, and Wen Qi's nervous heart fell down. At that moment, his eyes were hot, and he was happy.

The black cat next to it meowed twice, wagged its tail a few times, jumped off the bed and ran out of the room, as if it didn't want to disturb the two lovers who were hugging and kissing on the bed.

Mo Mo accompanied Wen Qi to attend the praise ceremony of his old classmate. It was very cold in the cemetery that day, with cold wind and rain.

The two did not speak on the way back. Death is terrible, and it is also a part of nature, and no one can stay out of it.

As the days passed, Silence took Wen Qi away from that sad mood in his own way.

Let him know that since he is still alive, he should live well.

When he woke up this morning, Shen Mo found that there was something extra on his ring finger. He was fascinated by it, and suddenly thought of something, this should be the third ring he received.

The first time was Chu Xiao, the second time was Celt, and this is the third time.

If you count those who held a wedding, there is Xiao Yisheng.

It didn't take long for the overly complicated emotions to be forcibly suppressed. He is not a sad person who feels nostalgic for the past from time to time.

But his memory is really good, he clearly remembers every bit of the world he has experienced, as if it was just yesterday.

Too real and too scary.

It felt like he was divided into several, with different identities and different lives.

Rubbing his temples vigorously, Shen Mo sighed softly in his heart, he had no possibility to choose, he was in a passive position, helpless.

The breath brushed by the ear, accompanied by the warm breath, silently retracted into the bed again.

"When did you go to read my novels online?"

Wen Qi pushed back the hair in front of Shen Mo's forehead, and said with a smile, "Forgot."

"How did I write?"

"Very exciting." The smile on Wen Qi's lips was clear and charming, "I am your true fan."

Mo Mo pursed her lips, as if holding back a smile, "Come on."

"What?" Mr. Wen started to pretend to be stupid, and he could type out the three words "memoda" on the Internet, but when he said it face to face, his skills were obviously not strong enough, and he was not ready.

Seeing that the man was evading, Shen Mo raised his eyebrows lightly, "It's the sentence you ran over to leave a message on time every day."

Wen Qi's forehead twitched, the smile on his face remained unchanged, and his eyes were full of tenderness. He kissed Shen Mo's forehead heavily, and whispered the three words he had always wanted to say in a sincere and gentle voice.

"I love you."

Then she held her silent face and kissed his lips.

The two kissed for a while under the quilt, and silently raised his right hand, "Put the ring on while I'm asleep, can't this be considered a successful proposal?"

Wen Qi smiled, tightened his hand on Shen Mo's waist, and kissed his lips again, this time without letting go.

The unbuttoned pajamas slipped down to his shoulders, Wen Qi licked Silence's shoulders, collarbone, and his tongue went down to stop on his chest, entangled with the little beans that were slowly hardening between his lips and teeth, holding them in his teeth, reluctant to leave, Linger sucking.

Shen Mo didn't suppress himself, he was relaxed and aroused by the nibbling and slow sucking of his chest, he raised his legs and put them on Wen Qi's shoulders, with his heels touching.

The tip of her tongue slid around on the little bean, licking it with a sizzling sound, Wen Qi raised her eyes, looked at Shen Mo, and licked and searched back and forth with her tongue.

This scene was extremely erotic, Shen Mo half-closed his eyes, his bare chest was full of lust, he found that men are not only eager to learn, but also have a strong learning ability.

It's just that the two sat together to watch a gay movie a few days ago, and the other party learned the essence.

It's commendable.

So, Shen Mo tightened his legs, and rubbed his feet against Wen Qi's ears on both sides, with obvious provocation and invitation.

The little bean in his mouth was let go, and it shook slightly. Wen Qi pinched it with his fingers and pulled it up a few times, and his lips sucked it again, as if no amount of food was enough.

Silence was tossed by his extremely patient foreplay, and he was like this every time. This man would never ignore his feelings, but would slowly lead him into a field shrouded in flames, and then he would Be mindful of your own borderline desires.

When the two are combined without a trace of gap, the sense of fit is undoubtedly pleasant.

Sweat dripped down, breathing was heavy, groans sounded, hot fingers stroked his lover, caressing the sensitive points little by little, catering to each other.

Wen Qi's eyes stopped at the secret place of Shen Mo's opening and closing, watching a part of himself coming in and out fast and slow, the wet tone and the moan that made his blood spurt continued to ring in his ears, besides being more gentle , more in-depth possession, Wen Qi had no other thoughts.

"Xiao Bei, are you comfortable?" Leaning forward, Wen Qi kissed silent lips, with a hoarse voice and a gentle smile, "Hold me tight."

Silence panted softly, the tips of her sweat-wet hair shook slightly by her ears, and the two legs wrapped around Wen Qi's waist couldn't help trembling under the pleasure that gradually spread and increased.

The two exercised on the bed, went into the bathroom to take a shower covered in sweat, Wen Qi went to the kitchen to make breakfast, silently watered the flowers and plants on the balcony, and cleaned up the living room.

It's starting to get hot, but he has to wear good socks at home. Because his hands and feet are cold, Wen Qi doesn't let him touch cold water, and he doesn't have to worry about three meals a day. He doesn't have to worry about the taboos. He is not taken care of like this.

The black cat that got up very early walked around the house. It is very obedient, loves to be clean, and the house is neat and tidy. It never messes around at home and makes garbage.

When Shen Mo and Wen Qi went to buy a cat, they originally wanted to buy a Siamese cat, but when he saw Wen Shun's black cat in the cage, he fell in love with it.

Fate is too mysterious. Ever since raising a black cat, Shen Mo feels more and more that the black cat is destined for him, even the details of life are somewhat similar.

They are all the kind that can nest for a long time without moving after one litter, and they are also two rice worms at home, they can enjoy their own world after filling their stomachs.

One person and one cat walked to the kitchen, looking up at the same time, their eyes stopped on the fragrant millet porridge in the pot, as if waiting to eat.

Wen Qi turned around and saw this scene, he laughed out loud, stretched out his hand to straighten the glasses on the bridge of Shen Mo's nose, filled a bowl of porridge, let it cool down, "Taste it."

He leaned over to take a bite, hummed silently, and Wen Qi scooped up another spoon and handed it over, skillfully, enjoying the dependence of the young man in front of him.

The black cat scratched Silence's trouser legs with its paws, and rubbed its chubby body up, but it slid down just a little bit up, and tried back and forth a few times, but it didn't move on the ground, probably because it was tired.

When going to work in the evening, Shen Mo went to Taili with Wen Qi. He met Wen Qi's boss, Zeng Daxian, who was a good-looking and handsome man, but after getting in touch with him, he found that he was a little silly and innocent.

"What do you want to drink?" Zeng Daxian stared at Shen Mo several times, with curiosity, "I have Biluochun and coffee here."

Wen Qi shook his head, "Brother Zeng, he has a bad stomach, I brought him soup."

Hearing this sentence, Zeng Daxian, who was about to get coffee, twitched his mouth. He turned his head and pointed to the photo frame on the table, "I haven't even boiled rhubarb soup for me."

Silently tilting his head, he really couldn't look directly at a man in his 40s with an aggrieved expression. The most speechless thing was that the man was pretending to cry.

In the next moment, he finally saw that this old man was really out of his mind.

In front of Shen Mo and Wen Qi, Zeng Daxian called his lover Huang Yi, added fuel and vinegar, and said something pitifully.

Having achieved his goal, Zeng Daxian laughed triumphantly, not at all the sad expression he had before.

It seems that for the sake of colleagues for many years, Wen Qiqing coughed and thought it would be better for him to remind him, "Brother Zeng, your phone... seems to be still on the phone..."

The smile on Zeng Daxian's face disappeared in an instant, he vigorously scratched his hair, and picked up the phone with a face of dying.

"Honey, that laugh just now wasn't me, I don't know which idiot it was." Zeng Daxian was serious, "I swear!"

"Well, I believe it." There was a smiling voice on the phone, and he ground his teeth after listening carefully, "Tell that idiot for me to come back at night and make a bed in the living room."

Then there was a beeping sound, Zeng Daxian wailed, and the expression on his face was almost like the end of the world.

"Brother Zeng, my condolences."

Wen Qi made a rare joke, said something jokingly, and then left in silence. He knew that the two men who had spent half their lives often quarreled, but they had always loved each other deeply.

It was not the first time for Shen Mo to come to the live broadcast room. He sat on a chair and did not disturb Wen Qi at work. He just listened quietly and occasionally turned a page of the book.

Miao Miao in the small room next door smacked her lips enviously, the relationship between the same sex is really beautiful, should she also find one?

The ordinary days passed quickly, from spring to summer, the people around me remained unchanged.

"Do you want to eat it?" Wen Qi took the newly bought canned cat food to seduce the black cat lying at Shen Mo's feet. It was strange that the black cat didn't kiss him at all.

Sometimes the look in his eyes is very strange. If it is a person, it is probably the kind of hostility that Wen Qi understands.

The black cat meowed softly, and wagged its tail under Wen Qi's astonished gaze, showing no intention of rushing over at all.

Wen Qi tried a few more times and took out canned food of different grades to seduce him, but failed. He smiled wryly, "Xiao Bei, I feel that I am isolated."

Shen Mo, who was revising the report for Wen Qi, didn't look up, circled a sentence with a pen, wrote his own opinion next to it, and slid down his glasses a little, like a serious old scholar.

"Did you know? Hasn't the cat always been close to me?"

Wen Qi, who was hit by this fact, raised his forehead, picked up Shen Mo, kicked the black cat Yuanyuan's body with little force, and strode towards the room as if declaring the right to victory.

The black cat quickly chased after it, and swished in before the door closed. After a long meeting, it was carried out by Wen Qi. It is not suitable for underage people who exercise on the bed.

On the day before Qixi Festival, I had been secretly busy for a long time, and the carefully planned and prepared work was finally completed.

"Xiaobei, tomorrow is Qixi Festival, let's get married."

When Wen Qi said this, Shen Mo was watching a movie with the cat in his arms. He was engrossed in watching, but he didn't hear clearly. He thought he was going on a trip, so he replied casually, "I don't want to go."