He is like warm mountains and soft waters

The sky is bright and clear, but under the patronage of summer, there is a trace of depression.When Liu Ma saw Ye Zhuo coming back, she couldn't help but wonder.After Fan Ye Zhuo came back from a business trip, Mu Chi happened to go out on this day.

Ye Zhuo just came back, looking tired.Looking upstairs, he didn't see the longing figure, so he was sure that Mu Chi was not at home.

In the past, after Ye Zhuo came back from the company, Mu Chi heard his voice.Then he came down from upstairs, Mu Chi's footsteps were not hurried, but very light, just like the sound of the piano falling on the bass, spreading out, scattered, entangled, alluring to the heart string.

After Ye Zhuo came back, he used to lean on the sofa, listening to the man's footsteps, his heart trembled slightly, like a feather was flirting, floating in the deep sea of ​​seeking and not seeking.

Ye Zhuo smiled at Liu Ma, and asked casually, "Where's Ah Chi?"

"Mu Chi went to Qinglian Road to relax." After Liu Ma finished speaking, she saw that Ye Zhuo's expression was not very good. "Eldest young master, take a rest first, and then it's not too late to find him." Liu Ma said hesitantly, although she didn't expect anything.

But after Ye Zhuo replied "En", he went upstairs to rest.

Leaving Mama Liu alone like being struck by lightning, why is she so obedient.

I thought Ye Zhuo's next step was to rush out.After all, people say that seeing each other every day is like three autumns.Although Liu Ma takes care of Ye Zhuo's daily life, she will not interfere with Ye Zhuo's private life.

The sky is getting dark, the smell is gray, and the surroundings are depressing people's hearts.When Ye Zhuo went out, he looked at the dark sky and felt extremely depressed.

Driving all the way to Qinglian Road, the town is still the same as before, the crowd is lively and antique.

Transitioning from the suburbs to here, it seems to be cut in half. On one side is the pure and unparalleled beauty of Luoshen, and on the other side is a girl who has not been out of the cabinet in the last century. However, the activities inside are so rich that people can't help but explore.

After Ye Zhuo parked the car, he swayed with the flow of people, and some young couples around were talking sweetly about waiting until Qixi Festival to come here to release the river lanterns.

Words are full of longing for the future.

Walking up the stone bridge, facing the Yage Court, Ye Zhuo remembered that when he brought Mu Chi here for the first time, Mu Chi preferred mandarin fish, but when he ate it, he was so elegant that he insisted on eating a special dish as a steak look.

He used to think that Mu Chi's actions were all in line with his wishes, with a restrained and quiet look.But when I think about it now, I feel what kind of thoughts are hidden under the perfect illusion of that person.

Mu Chi's inner face is far less like his appearance, pure and flawless.

Ye Zhuo stood on the bridge, not moving for a long time. After a long time, he raised his head and looked towards the opposite side. The lights of the Accord were shining and swaggering loudly, like a little fox that captured people's hearts.

Some people say that when you stand on the bridge and watch the scenery, the people who watch the scenery look at you upstairs.The bright moon adorns the windows, and you adorn other people's dreams.

You walked into someone else's dream.

Ye Zhuo didn't know when he was walking towards the Accord, but when he realized it, the manager was leading him towards the usual Accord.

In this elegant room, there are four big characters written, fireworks in the world.

Ye Zhuo looked inside, sure enough, Mu Chi was here.

The surface is quiet like a pool of lake water, but in fact, there is an undercurrent growing underneath.

Mu Chi was pushing the taste of phoenix to his mouth, a thin layer of sweat was steaming on his face, waiting to be peeled off to have a look.After taking a bite, Mu Chi put down his chopsticks, leaned back, spread his ten fingers, and followed the rhythm of the tune, gurgling its charm.

Resounding in the private room is the tune of "Feng Qiuhuang".

Feng Xi Feng Xi returned to her hometown,

Travel around the world seeking its phoenix,

There is a beautiful lady in this room.

Ye Zhuo smiled at Mu Chi and said, "Ah Chi".

Mu Chi just sat there and didn't get up. He lazily raised his eyes and glanced at the other party after hearing the other party's words.In an instant, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Ye Zhuo stood one meter away from him without moving.She only looked at him quietly with those eyes, as if she wanted to see through his skin.

In line with the principle that the enemy advances and we retreat, Mu Chi took the initiative to get up.

He even bent his legs a little so that when he fell into Ye Zhuo's arms, he would be like a little bird.

It's just that the light that can penetrate through the eyelids when you close your eyes, and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms make the chaotic mind calm like water, away from those ups and downs.Ye Zhuo hugged Mu Chi obediently.

Mu Chi was in his arms, and he could even clearly feel the warmth of his arms and the faint fragrance of pear blossoms. He slowly tightened his hands until Mu Chi was close to him, with thin skin. Clothes trembled.

"Ye Zhuo, I miss you very much. It's my fault. Are you still blaming me?" Mu Chi's voice was low, revealing a hint of panic and careful flattery.

But Ye Zhuo didn't answer Mu Chi, but just stretched out his hand again, half-circling Mu Chi instead.The blurred light reflected on Ye Zhuo's side face, half of his figure was hidden in the deep black shadow, quiet and calm.Ye Zhuo's face was out of Mu Chi's sight.His face was gloomy.

Mu Chi suddenly became anxious.Kissing Ye Zhuo, eagerly feeling Ye Zhuo's existence.

The whole person seems to be disorganized, gnawing on Ye Zhuo's body.

The temperature rose sharply, and Mu Chi's nimble tongue twirled around, even biting into his mouth, and even Ye Zhuo became hot.

It's a pity that it was probably due to shortness of breath, when Ye Zhuo was about to take the initiative, Mu Chi withdrew.

The ups and downs of the hooked person was really uncomfortable, Ye Zhuo tried his best to restrain himself from turning his head away from Mu Chi.

The mirror window on the opposite side reflected the figures of the two of them. Mu Chi frowned, his eyes were slightly red, and the water was shining.

Ye Zhuo was taken aback.

He remembered that when he and Mu Chi went to Zhijia Mountain to soak in the hot spring together, Mu Chi's face under the steaming heat made him fascinated in the same way.

He had just realized that he liked Mu Chi at that time.

Ye Zhuo clenched his fist, loosened it, and clenched his fist again.There was a violent burning in his heart, as if hot water was boiling rapidly, but it was the kind of heat that would explode.

The tide was rising and falling, those late nights and early mornings, Mu Chi lay obediently and considerately beside him.

He likes and enjoys the way Mu Chi looks up at him meekly and the delicate kisses he falls on Mu Chi's face at any time, especially when he paints Mu Chi's slightly petal-colored lips over and over again.

He is not indifferent.But he wasn't ready to really caress a man with his exact anatomy.He didn't even think about whether Mu Chi would be willing, as if as long as he wanted, Mu Chi would be willing.

But after seeing Mu Chi stand by the swimming pool in the video and watch other people struggling on the verge of life and death with a blank expression, he couldn't help but delve into Mu Chi's heart.

What kind of cold heart does the person he likes have?

There is a kind of gloomy boredom in his chest, Ye Zhuo has only tasted the bitterness of love now.

But looking at Mu Chi's lowered posture and the hard-to-see panic on his face.

Those hesitation were shattered one by one, and Ye Zhuo realized another fact very clearly.

From the day he met Mu Chi, this person took root in his heart.

Even if Mu Chi can't grow as dignified and elegant as he hoped, he still doesn't want Mu Chi to be out of his sight.

There are tens of thousands of the same roses in this world, and only the one that appeared on your planet and was cared for by you is your unique rose.

In the past, when he was still in his sophomore year, he defined Mu Chi with white moonlight.

In fact, how could it be, Mu Chi is right here, within reach of him.

Mu Chi is not at all the otherworldly person he imagined.

He is his rose.A unique rose.

Indulging, Ye Zhuo finally took the initiative this time and savored Mu Chi's delicacy.

Even Mu Chi suspected that Ye Zhuo had taken drugs due to the overwhelming enthusiasm.

Oh dear, we can't hit a home run here.

Resolutely fighting against the hostile elements to the end, Mu Chi used all his strength to break away from Ye Zhuo, although he did not want to give up the hard-won heat.

But for the first time, you still have to choose a good time when the time, place and people are in harmony.

When Mu Chi turned around, he had followed Ye Zhuo and left the private room.

Fuck, when did this end.

Seeing the gloom covering Ye Zhuo's body slowly dissipate, there is still a little smile between his brows and eyes.

Mu Chi understood that he had won by luck.But then, how should he explain to Ye Zhuo, did Ye Zhuo know something.

Mu Chi's hands moved wildly until they interlocked their fingers.

Warm all the way.

When Ye Zhuo was about to drive, Mu Chi still refused to let go, even though his palms were full of sweat.

Ye Zhuo couldn't laugh or cry: "I have to drive."

Mu Chi still pursed his lips and smiled, refused to let go, and looked at Ye Zhuo with a puzzled look.

"Mu Chi, let's talk when we go home."

Seeing Mu Chi like this, Ye Zhuo couldn't help kissing him again, shallow, light, and clean.

Mu Chi let go of Ye Zhuo and smiled.He laughed, his eyes were like crescent moons.He knew that Ye Zhuo actually liked to see his smile.

"Okay, let's talk when we go home."