Yuhe

After dinner, Song Yuhe obediently went to take a bath, Xu Jinzhong smoked a cigarette, and looked out of the French windows at row after row of tall buildings.

Xu Jinzhong doesn't like smoking, and he rarely smokes a few times a year, unless something goes wrong.

The sound of spraying could be heard from the bathroom, Xu Jinzhong was breathing in the mist with his legs crossed, and everything around him became blurred.

It's only a short time since I was a child, and I can't remember many things when I was a child. I only know that he and Song Yuhe used to be very close, but more than ten years have passed in a snap of the fingers. When we meet again, everyone A lot has changed.

He sometimes felt that Song Yuhe hadn't changed at all. He was such an adult and had been in society for a few years, but he always looked like a child in front of him.

Xu Jinzhong had taken Song Yuhe for granted for almost a year and a half. Logically speaking, he should have gotten tired of it long ago, but the more he got along with Song Yuhe, the more he couldn't do without each other.

He always felt that there was something that outsiders couldn't compare to Song Yuhe, but Xu Jinzhong hadn't figured out what it was.

In the bathroom, the sound of spraying stopped, Xu Jinzhong quickly pressed the cigarette, and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can.

He lay directly on the bed, turned on his phone to reply to some work news.

Song Yuhe opened the bathroom door and poked out half of his head: "Brother Jin Zhong."

"What's the matter?" Xu Jinzhong looked in his direction, not only seeing Song Yuhe's head, but also his shoulder as white as fat.

"Brother Jin Zhong, I forgot, I forgot my underwear."

Song Yuhe said with some embarrassment.

Xu Jinzhong stared at Song Yuhe for a few seconds, then got off the bed directly, not to help Song Yuhe find clothes, but went straight to Song Yuhe's side.

He was wondering whether Song Yuhe forgot on purpose or not, but now he doesn't care anymore, Song Yuhe is just a goblin, a goblin who always likes to play tricks.

Xu Jinzhong was willing to be fooled, anyway, he didn't lose anything.

Xu Jinzhong's unexpected gentleness in the early stage is much gentler than before. He used to hug Song Yuhe directly, but now he still talks about love and kisses him a few more times.

However, although Xu Jinzhong had amazing physical strength, he didn't have much concentration. It didn't take long for him to return to his previous virtue, and gradually began to become irritable again.

He had something on his mind, so he used Song Yuhe as an outlet.

He carried Song Yuhe to many places, even if Song Yuhe begged for mercy, it was useless.

Xu Jinzhong propped Song Yuhe in front of the French window, forcing Song Yuhe to wake up, pinching Song Yuhe's chin with one hand to let him take a good look at the high-rise buildings outside, his own eyes were already red, and he wished he could swallow Song Yuhe.

"Yuhe, do you like all these buildings?" Xu Jinzhong's magnetic voice was close to Song Yuhe's ear, as if bewitching Song Yuhe.

However, Song Yuhe has no strength in his body now, he just looks out of focus at the building outside, not knowing how to answer.

Seeing that Song Yuhe didn't respond, Xu Jinzhong intensified his strength, and his ferocious face was illuminated by the floor-to-ceiling windows: "Yuhe, I'll give you all of this building, okay?"

Song Yuhe burst into tears, he was so weak that he just wanted to stop: "Why, why?"

"Yuhe, do you want it?"

Song Yuhe shook his head, he doesn't like these things, what's so good about these things, why does he need so many buildings, why does a person need to live in so many buildings.

Xu Jinzhong didn't wait for his answer, he was a little annoyed, as if he had done something wrong: "Then what do you want?"

Song Yuhe's body trembled, he knew Brother Jinzhong was unhappy, but he never expected anything else, as long as Xu Jinzhong was fine.

"I, I want Brother Jin Zhong, I want Brother Jin Zhong." Song Yuhe said with a sad face.

He only wanted this, and in the past Xu Jinzhong only allowed him to say this, but today, Xu Jinzhong was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't want this answer.

He wanted Song Yuhe to say he liked this real estate, he wanted Song Yuhe to be seduced by this real estate, and he wanted to make a deal with Song Yuhe.

But now it seems that Song Yuhe is stuck to him like a piece of brown sugar, which can't be scraped off.

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After all, Xu Jinzhong is reluctant to part with Song Yuhe, he likes Song Yuhe saying that he likes him every day, and he also wants Song Yuhe to stay by his side more, but...Xu Jinzhong can't even afford it for himself.

In the end, Song Yuhe was just his little lover, and he didn't treat him badly by keeping Song Yuhe by his side. Song Yuhe didn't need to work hard, he only stayed with him for a year and a half and he could have a building of his own. People can't envy them.

Yes, when he was young, he did something that made Song Yuhe sorry, but at that time he was still young, and he didn't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick. After so many years, he should make up for it.

Moreover, this is a house in the capital. Xu Jinzhong has never given so many benefits to his lover in his life. A piece of land in the capital cannot be afforded by many people who have worked for several lifetimes. Song Yuhe can have it all his life just by sleeping with him Isn't it worth the money that can't be spent?

During this year, Xu Jinzhong felt that he loved Song Yuhe enough. He would bring gifts to Song Yuhe when he came back. It's so easy to be alone.

He already dotes on Song Yuhe very much. In the past year and a half, Xu Jinzhong didn't want to touch him, no matter if he was a man or a woman, and he would look for Song Yuhe whenever he was free.

Song Yuhe should feel proud and fortunate, he doesn't want to tell Song Yuhe his real identity, tell him or not, is it necessary?

Song Yuhe lay limp on the bed, Xu Jinzhong picked him up again: "Do you want more?"

Song Yuhe couldn't use his strength, he felt that if he went on like this, he would be exhausted, so he could only shake his head reluctantly.

"No? Yuhe, you don't want me anymore?" Xu Jinzhong frowned.

When Song Yuhe heard it, he nodded hurriedly with all his strength: "Yes, yes."

"That's what I want." Xu Jinzhong had a tricky look on his face.

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Xu Jinzhong doesn't want to think about these things now, he just wants to live a happy life now, and procrastinate as long as he can.

He hasn't found anyone better than Song Yuhe until now, Song Yuhe always has things that these people can't compare to, Xu Jinzhong is willing to keep Song Yuhe by his side.

But looking at Song Yuhe's current appearance, it seems that he can't survive without him, Song Yuhe relies too much on him.

"Brother Jinzhong, Yuhe, Yuhe..." Song Yuhe's voice was hoarse, and he liked to say this sentence when he reacted the most, "Yuhe loves you."

In the past, Xu Jinzhong seldom paid attention to his words, thinking that Song Yuhe just learned them for his benefit, but now Xu Jinzhong forced himself not to believe these words.

Song Yuhe always liked to say this sentence, he liked to listen to it, but every time Song Yuhe said it, it would aggravate Xu Jinzhong's sense of guilt.

At the beginning Xu Jinzhong wanted to make Song Yuhe his own because of his selfishness, but now he doesn't know how to clean up the mess.

He suddenly felt that even if he had given Song Yuhe a few billion dollars worth of housing, he had treated him badly. He had turned Song Yuhe into what he wanted, but he seemed unable to make up for Song Yuhe's loss.

After tossing all night, Xu Jinzhong wrapped Song Yuhe tightly with a quilt. The temperature of the air conditioner in the room was low. He was afraid that Song Yuhe would catch a cold if he sweated all over, so he wrapped him up again and again.

Song Yuhe closed his eyes and fell asleep because he was too tired.

Song Yuhe slept so sweetly, so peacefully, Xu Jinzhong kissed Song Yuhe's forehead as if in a daze, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was pretty, but he always felt that Song Yuhe seemed to be different somehow, no longer as rustic as he was at the beginning Damn, the more he looked at it, the more beautiful it became.

Xu Jinzhong took out his mobile phone, and took a picture of Song Yuhe's sleeping face by accident.

So lovely.

Song Yuhe's eyelashes trembled a few times, Xu Jinzhong hugged Song Yuhe and fell asleep.