Sao Nian, you lost your integrity

I looked at the materials piled up like a hill on my desk, and after asking my colleagues about the situation, I realized that the company was indeed very busy recently, and Li Qiang had hardly been to the company since the end of the year.I heard that Negative Sentence is going to be an offline menswear brand, so he is busy preparing, and his current position is basically replaced by DM temporarily.

I was really curious about what kind of offline brand I got, and I even went to build another studio near Muxiyuan. In the company, Li Qiang was the only one in charge, and the designers there were all new recruits. Yes, none of the old designs here were brought over. From this point of view, Ye Wen wanted to distinguish the styles of men's and women's clothing.

Later, when I called Li Qiang, he just kept complaining to me that he was too busy, but in the end, he didn't ask anything, but listened to a bunch of bad jokes.

Because I participated in the design competition, I saved a lot of work on hand. Since I returned to the company, I have been working overtime almost every day, and I have to spend time on weekends to draw pictures and find materials to prepare entries. Because of this, before submitting the works, I There is no free day, and there is no time to make an appointment with Ye Wen or something.

When I was making clothes, I often thought bitterly, Ye Wen, why should he be so clear-cut about public and private affairs, because he let the company's affairs squeeze all my private time.But resentment is resentment, I also know that he is doing it for my own good. As a small designer, it is absolutely necessary to participate in more competitions to accumulate fame. There are so many people in the company. He gave me this opportunity, which is obviously taking care of him. Think about it He felt that a little bit of fatigue was worth it for his hard work.

I'm really lucky to be with someone like Ye Wen.

Of course, it is not empty words to say that I need to take care of him. Since I came back, I have supervised Ye Wen not to drink black coffee, especially when he was fasting, and I also tried to help him get rid of his picky eater. Call him on time to urge him to sleep.

But Ye Wen is such a principled person that it's a headache. He said that if you don't drink black coffee, you can really not drink a drop. It doesn't take much effort for me to supervise, but as long as it is something he decides not to eat, then it's up to you to use whatever method you want. He couldn't let him eat it, even if he squeezed the vegetables into juice and secretly added them to other dishes, he could still taste them in one bite, and would frown anyway and spit them out.

The submission deadline for the competition is the 26th, and I finished the finishing work on the 25th. I planned to ask Ye Wen out on the 26th, but he happened to be away from Beijing that day, so I postponed it to the 27th, a Sunday.

It was the end of March and almost April. Although it was raining lightly, the wind was already warm, and I felt moist and comfortable when it blew on my body.

Because I told Ye Wen to make soy milk for him in advance, so I went there with a pile of soaked soybeans, a soymilk machine, and a condensed milk filter.

Ye Wen opened the door, and was stunned when he saw the big and small bags in my hand. I said, "This is what a worker must do if he wants to do a good job."

Ye Wen changed the slippers for me, took a look at the things in the bag, "I have some unfortunate news for you, I have all these things here, and the beans were specially soaked last night."

The expression on his face looking at the soybeans in the fresh-keeping box made me fascinated. He didn't care about the soy milk.

I took two steps forward and hugged him, slowly pressing him towards the door, tightening my arms around his waist, biting his lips lightly.He responded to me earnestly, and when his lips and tongue were intertwined, the poor soybeans fell to the ground.

I held it in for too long, but I couldn't have any further thoughts other than kissing. I could only suppress myself, but I still made a deep hickey on the skin under Ye Wen's collarbone before giving up.

I let go of Ye Wen's waist, "This is a surprise inspection, it's good, I didn't notice the smell of coffee in your mouth, I like the smell of tea very much."

Ye Wen hugged my waist and let me approach him, then unzipped the zipper of my coat, lowered his head and took a breath, and then unbuttoned a few buttons on my neckline, "You don't smell like cigarettes, so you pass the test." After he said this, I felt a wetness at the base of my neck.

After a while, Ye Wen raised his head, "This is considered courtesy."

I touched the place stamped by him, and swallowed, the warmth and his initiative just now were too exciting, it was too late to divert my attention and suppress my male instinct.

The little brother, who is as energetic as the current season, is using practical actions to protest the strong dissatisfaction that can't be eaten.

Ye Wen probably could feel it at such a close distance. Thinking of his resistance all the time, I scratched my head in embarrassment, "Hey, let me clean up the beans on the ground, where is the broom?"

Ye Wen suddenly put his hand on my little brother through his pants, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The feeling of being teased and having nowhere to vent is of course uncomfortable.

"What do you say..." I instinctively leaned closer to him, feeling my breath starting to heat up, and kissed him again. Unlike the long and gentle ritual-like kiss just now, this kiss was full of me The longing for him, from the first time I saw him, has been a strong desire that has only increased for so long.

Ever since Ye Wen said to give him time last time, I haven't tried it again. After suppressing it for so long, I thought that my ability to control my body has improved, but now because of his little initiative, I have lost my self-control. It fell apart in an instant.

I couldn't control my hands at all, and before I could even unbutton my clothes, I poked in from below and touched Ye Wen's body, the side of the lower abdomen on the chest, the waistline of the shoulder blades, and then slowly down to the position of the tailbone. son removed.

At this moment, Ye Wen, who had been responding positively, suddenly grabbed my hand.His face was not very good-looking, his eyes were lowered, and his lips were pursed, "I will help you with my hands, okay?"

I reacted almost instantly, and many sounds and pictures flashed through my mind. I was stunned for a second, but I quickly recovered, and slowly withdrew my hand from his clothes, "I'm sorry, it's me. I'm anxious again."

Ye Wen leaned back against the door, lowered his head, and after a moment of silence, he raised his face and smiled as if nothing had happened, "I'll clean up the beans on the ground, you'd better go wash your sweaty body first." Take a bath."

I thought I should say something, but now it seemed inappropriate to say anything, so I could only smile and say, "You clean freak."

He took the things to the kitchen and I took off my coat, which looked normal on the surface, but in fact it was very problematic.Although I promised Ye Wen to try to forget it, I did try my best, but now it seems that the so-called forgetting is only temporary, and even I, a bystander, can't forget it, let alone Ye Wen.

It hurts when I think about it, but there is nothing I can do. This kind of anxiety is more uncomfortable than anything else.

I just took off my coat and was about to go into the bathroom, when Guan Xiaosan got out from some corner and pounced on a soybean bean. The soybean rolled forward slipperyly and hit several other beans. Up, Guan Xiaosan opened his eyes wide, and chased after him with his tail raised, enjoying himself heartlessly.

As soon as Guan Xiaosan put a bean into his mouth, Ye Wen came back, threw the bath towel and a change of clothes to me with one hand, and picked up Guan Xiaosan with the other, knocked him on the head with his fingers and said, "Stupid, I ate raw soybeans." I'll have diarrhea."

Guan Xiaosan meowed, and burrowed into Ye Wen's arms, and Ye Wen gently tickled him.Thinking that this stinky bastard can be with Ye Wenwei every day, I am actually a little envious.

Ye Wen helped me turn on the toilet light, "What should I do with the soy milk first? I'll prepare it first."

"No, I'll do it after I finish washing. This is technical work."

"You teach me, I can learn."

"That's not going to work. I've taught you how to mess with me. Go and play with the third son. I'll wash it up soon."

Ye Wen smiled wickedly and glanced at me, "Then don't wash for too long."

I took off my clothes and looked in the mirror, looking at the crimson hickey on my neck, I counted with my fingers, from the time I confessed to Ye Wen to the present, how long has passed in a blink of an eye, except for the one time with Wang Yuqing, I I haven't really touched anyone before, because my left and right hands are almost used to me, and Ye Wen's proactive attitude just now made me feel flattered for a while.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, it's not normal for the two of you to have been together for so long and haven't done it yet, right?Thinking back, I don’t even know how I managed to endure the huge temptation every day. I might as well stop calling him Erye Guan and call him Guan Ninja.

While flushing the water and doing DIY while looking at the mirror, the hickey was swaying in front of his eyes before the mist covered the mirror. Just now, Ye Wen’s attitude was very clear that he accepted it, but...

On the one hand, I know that Ye Wen had such a bad sexual experience, and it will take a long time to recover, both mentally and physically. The head will be cut off by me.

Ye Wen's body should belong to me completely and completely. I want to wipe off the imprint left by others on his body, and then burn my own imprint ten times and a hundred times. I completely forgot what I should remember, and only remembered what was related to me from now on.If he can't forget in a short time, I will do it until he forgets.

In a simple and original way, let Lin Chuan and what he did completely disappear between Ye Wen and me.Knowing that this is impossible, but thoughts still pop up from time to time, just like just now, his resistance to me is obviously because of unpleasant memories, so I have this idea again.

Rationally, I told myself to give him time and be patient no matter how long the wait was, but when he was having foreplay with me, he would think about Lin Chuan, which really made me irritable.Even if reason is absolutely dominant, I cannot deny the fact that my non-rational thoughts exist.

Up to now, more than a month has passed since the incident, and I still don't know how to face the impact of this incident.

As long as I think about it, I feel annoyed, there is no solution, so I forget it every time. After taking a shower, I temporarily forget about these intractable knots as soon as I go out, and I am ready to enjoy the weekend with Ye Wen.

After putting beans and water into the soymilk machine according to the best ratio that I have explored for a long time, I can only wait until the soymilk is cooked.

The moist wind blew in through the window with some rain stars. Ye Wen was sitting on the sofa in the living room reading a book. His hair was blown forward by the wind behind him, covering half of his forehead. His sitting posture against the backlight was a bit relaxed and peaceful. lazy.

When I came out of the kitchen and saw this scene, I suddenly had the urge to draw a sketch for him. I didn’t want to draw for a long time. It was a rare feeling. I immediately asked Ye Wen: "Do you have a sketchbook here? Or Any pen and paper you usually use to draw design drawings will do, lend me a bit."

Ye Wen replied casually, "It's in the study."

Although I have been here many times, I haven't entered his study very much. After thinking about the location, I walked towards the black wooden door at the corner.

When I opened the door, I could smell an unnamed scent of incense, which was elegant and pleasant.

Just as I walked into the room, Ye Wen's voice suddenly came from behind, "Wait! I'll help you find it!"

When he came after me, I had already walked to the edge of the desk, and his sketch folder was placed in an obvious place on the desk, so I could see it at a glance.

"I found it, what are you in a hurry for?" I turned my head.

"No, I'm just afraid you can't find a place." He smiled.

Looking at his expression, I felt that he had something to hide from me. I was curious and looked around, "You are so anxious, is there anything in this room that I can't let me see?"