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Long Dingchuan grabbed a lock of his hair and played with it between his fingers, calmly said, "I miss you."

"Heh... I really think I am three years old. Is the official road construction over?"

"Hehe, so you still care about me?" Long Dingchuan put his hair on his nose and took a deep breath.I have always liked his hair, it is shiny and soft, with an indescribable fragrance, especially when it spreads on the bare back, like a fairy.

His thoughts uncontrollably headed towards an unknown direction, and since he hadn't been close to him for so long, the body in his arms seemed to emit a delicate fragrance, and his breathing was short of breath.

Ye Linyun didn't wait for him to speak, but instead felt something behind him, his body tensed, and he understood instantly, his face flushed suddenly, he couldn't sit still anymore, and pushed him away vigorously.

This man... this man... a beast.

Long Dingchuan didn't stop him this time, he took the initiative to let go of his hand, and coughed: "It is indeed completed, but..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Linyun sneered and said, "Isn't there a next paragraph? Why don't you just leave?"

As if he had just been replenished with energy, no matter what Ye Linyun said at this time, he was not angry, stared at him deeply, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Finally found a reason to come back, why don't you just leave?"

Ye Linyun sat on the sofa farther away, hugged a pillow in his arms, and snorted: "This is your home, why do you need to find a reason?"

"What's this called?" Long Dingchuan ignored his sarcasm and pointed to the sofa.

No matter what, he still hoped to get this person's affirmation, and said awkwardly: "The sofa, anyway, I like it, it's no use if you don't like it, I won't change it."

His tone of "I am the master, I have the final say" pleased Long Dingchuan, and Long Dingchuan happily hooked his lips: "Sofa? It's unique. If Xiaoyun likes it, I definitely like it."

He changed his tone, paused and said, "Is it... the fashionable style in your place?"

Ye Linyun was startled, hugged the pillow in his arms tightly, and gave a low hum.

Did he accept it?

Long Dingchuan sat at the other end of the sofa, looked at him, and responded with a low hum.

Thousands of words were stuck in my throat, and I didn't know where to start. The phrase "Aren't you going back again?" turned the tip of my tongue back and forth on my chest, but I still didn't dare to ask it out.

Both fell silent.

Ye Linyun kept his head down, the pillow was stretched out of shape by him, Long Dingchuan kept silent, he was forced to breathe hard, secretly turned his head to look at him, but looked into another pair of eyes.

Because of the deep outline, his expression was serious at this time, showing a sense of oppressive majesty for no reason, but deep in the majesty was hidden pain and affection. He was startled, and clutched the pillow tightly at a loss.

Long Dingchuan narrowed his eyes, collected his expression, and said lightly: "It's very comfortable and suitable for you."

Ye Linyun was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that he was answering the words just now.

Tweety's voice broke the embarrassment of the room: "Castle Master, Master Yun, it's time to eat."

Ye Linyun let out a breath.

Long Dingchuan stood up as if nothing had happened, walked up to him in a few steps, bent down to take his pillow away, and directly took his hand: "Let's go, I'm really hungry."

Ye Linyun stared blankly, oh, and was pulled up by him mechanically, his palms were sweating.

Long Dingchuan spread his fingers apart, and clasped his fingers tightly. It was just a handshake. His body seemed to smell the fragrance, and his desire was everywhere. He wished he could rub him in his arms now. Seeing him nervous, he laughed.