Daoist always thinks I'm scumbag for him

The Chinese-style courtyard of the Qing family was still brightly lit at night.

Qing's mother looked at her son who had been away for two years, gave him a gentle hug, "Finally home", she still had that elegant and intellectual appearance, looked at Qingyuan carefully for a while, and said, "I'm thinner, I will lose weight in the future Make it up for you carefully."

Qingyuan couldn't help touching his face, it's alright, mainly because of his different eating habits, and he is more picky, usually no one supervises him to eat when he is busy, sometimes he drank some wine, and he didn't feel hungry, so the day passed like this.

Qing's father was restrained, but he patted his son's shoulder wordlessly, and a smile flashed in his eyes, "Good job!"

Qingyuan was silent, and he thought it was good, mainly because he was not bankrupt, so he was good.

On the table, Mother Qing and Aunt Lin prepared some vegetables, and set up a steaming hot pot. It’s winter in Huaguo, and there was a light snowfall a few days ago. Meaningful.

Father Qing clinked glasses with his son, "What are your plans for the future? Do you want to continue working in that position or change?"

Qingyuan gently shook the amber liquid in the cup, brought it to his lips and took a sip, the alcohol entered his throat, which aroused a slight irritation, he replied, "Let's take a rest, and we will talk about work next year."

Qing's mother glanced at Qing's father, but Qing's father touched his nose and did not speak again.

She looked at her son tenderly, "You should take a good rest, don't think about work all day, your body is the most important thing."

At the end of the meal, Qing's mother cooked some meat in a clear water pot, put it in the cat's bowl, and served it to Li Hua.

That tiger fur cat is already three years old, its green apricot-pit eyes are shining, and its fur is slick and smooth. After eating the meat, it jumped into Qing's mother's arms lightly, and stretched out its paws to hug Qing's mother's body. arm, rubbing against Qing's mother and meowing.

Qingyuan looked at it, stretched out his hand to touch the cat's head, his hands felt soft and smooth, and retracted his hand just before the cat stretched out the meat pad to pat him, and said with a smile, "It also likes to hug people's arms."

Mother Qing lowered her head and pinched the pads of her white gloves, her doting smile was full of helplessness, "It was wandering outside, and after I picked it up, it liked to hug me."

She said softly, "It is afraid that I will abandon it, so it has always been very sensible."

The original smile on Qingyuan's lips faded, and the amber liquid in the glass was drank in one gulp, the thick eyelashes covered the thoughts in his eyes, and he didn't know where his eyes fell.

After cleaning up the mess, he returned to his room, and the night passed quickly.

clean it

At eleven o'clock in the morning, the door officially opened.

The bartender at the bar and the young disciple wiped the glasses one by one. While working, the young disciple peeked at the man not far away, lowered his voice and said quietly, "Master, Master, do you think that man is here to pursue the boss? "

The owner of Qing Bar is charming and graceful, and many second-generation ancestors drive high-profile pursuits in luxury cars, but the owner is stunned, and only asks a few words: love money, not love.

But if you love money, there are many rich and handsome people who pursue her. There are many people who spend tens of thousands a night, and I haven't seen anyone she is with.

The bartender was wearing a suit and vest, carefully rinsing the ounce glass, without even raising his head when he heard the words, "It's what you say."

A strong heart of gossip was unwilling to be extinguished like this, the little disciple leaned over and winked, "Look, that person is very good-looking..."

"What's so beautiful?"

"Of course it's a man..." Halfway through the sentence, I realized something was wrong. I turned my head in slow motion and saw the glamorous boss standing behind me. The little disciple squeezed out a smile, "Sister"

The boss squinted his eyes, and his red lips curled slightly, "Come on, tell me, what's so good-looking?"

Pointing weakly, "That's the man", he is good-looking and has a fascinating charm on his body.

The woman chuckled, "Then I have to take a closer look."

Stepping on the high heels and walking over, the swaying figure is full of various styles, she chuckled, "Sir, are you interested in having a drink?"

Qingyuan turned his head slowly and saw his face clearly, both of them were startled.

The woman was a little surprised, and immediately smiled, "It's you, sir."

After two years, I still found it accurately in my memory.

Qingyuan smiled lightly, "Hi, boss."

The owner of Qing Bar also found Fu Yunhen here.

Pulled out the chair and sat down, the woman greeted the waiter to serve some wine, she brushed her broken hair behind her ears, and lightly bumped the wine bottle in her hand, making a crisp 'ding' sound, "Long time no see, sir, where have you been in the past two years?" ?”

Qingyuan reached out to take the bottle of wine she handed over, and took a sip slowly. His lips were a little rosy, and he held the bottle with his slender fingers and put it down slowly, "In Languo"

"Get rich?"

Qingyuan: "I can't talk about it, I was just sent out to work."

After a few pleasantries, there was nothing to say, the woman drank wine boredly, and suddenly asked, "Has Xiao Fu graduated from college?" She remembered that Xiao Fu seemed to be a sophomore at the time.

After finishing speaking, he saw the figure of the man in front of him pause, and then said calmly, "I don't know."

The woman froze for a moment, then lowered her head like a cover-up, annoyed at herself for talking too much.

It is normal to separate and combine feelings, not to mention this kind of well-born man. When they pursue people like them, they pursue them with great fanfare. It's so cold when you don't like it.

It's just that she still vaguely remembers the cold and arrogant look of that young man back then...

Just as she was thinking, she saw a man coming in at the door. She was watching, but found that he came here slowly, smiling and hugging Qingyuan from behind, he leaned forward a little, as if enclosing Qingyuan's whole body into his arms, the corners of his lips curled up, and he said affectionately, "Qingyuan, long time no see."

After finishing the sentence, he straightened up slowly, and said with a smile, "Sister"

The voice is deep and seductive.

The woman blinked her eyes, and after a long while confirmed in disbelief, "Are you Xiao Fu?"

The man in front of him has a thin and slender body, and his youthful and frail figure has faded away. His eyebrows are still beautiful, but they are so fierce that people dare not look directly at them. It seems that he has undergone a transformation like a reborn face. Can't find any resemblance to the past.

When she was watching, Qingyuan also stared at the man in front of him. For a moment, he thought that the person standing in front of him was his Taoist companion He Louming.

He concealed the complexity in his eyes, and took a sip of his wine like a cover-up.

Fu Yunhen pursed his lips and gathered all his expressions into a pair of deep eyes before casually answering "yes"

The woman didn't know what to say for a moment, she got up and moved away from her seat, Fu Yunhen leaned back on the back of the chair, he looked up at the man opposite him, as if looking at his belongings, for a long time , he said softly, "Qingyuan..."

The fine-tuning dragged on for a long time, like a whisper between lovers.

Staring at the man fascinated, he pulled the man's hand to his lips and kissed his fingertips, and said in a lingering voice, "I miss you so much."

Qingyuan closed his eyes, then withdrew his hand, and repeated slowly, with a daze that he didn't know, "Miss me?"

"Of course, I miss you so much." The smile on Fu Yunhen's face remained unchanged, he got up and held the man's hand, and led him out of the bar, to the hotel next door.

As soon as he entered the door, he wrapped his arms around Qingyuan's neck and kissed the man's lips. With the other hand, he unbuttoned the coat one by one. He pushed the man against the door and kissed him with an aggressive look. , distracted and confused, walked towards the bed with chaotic steps, Qingyuan was staggered and crushed on the soft bed, and felt a pair of hands groping to unbutton his belt in a trance.

The sound from the metal made him wake up a lot, Qingyuan avoided his kiss with some difficulty, stretched out his hands against his shoulders, his voice was a little hoarse, "Enough, stop, Fu Yunhen."

Fu Yunhen looked down at the man below him, and said with a half-smile, "Why stop, don't you miss me too?"

The palm touched somewhere, kneaded it lightly, and heard the man grunt.

What do you do now?Things are still unclear.

He took a deep breath, and pushed Fu Yunhen away with a little force, but he didn't see the man's eyes like thick ink for a moment.

Qingyuan sat up, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, "Fu Yunchen, I'm sorry for what happened back then. I've thought about it for a long time in the past two years. I think what you said makes sense. Why don't we just..." Start four Before he finished speaking, the person in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand, and there was a pungent smell from the tip of his nose, and then his eyes went dark and he didn't know anything.

Looking at the man lying backwards on the bed, Fu Yunchen chuckled lightly, got up and went to the toilet in the bathroom to get rid of the things in his hand, dialed a number with his lowered eyes, and spit out four words softly, "Plan as usual."

After doing all this, he slowly stroked the side of the man's face with his hand, and said in a long, unclear way, "If you want to be with me, forget it, you have a good idea."

The sea breeze is mixed with the salty taste. Looking down from a high place, the sea water is as deep as the bottom, clear and transparent, and the blue sky and the blue sea water blend together in the sky. A few tall coconut trees, everything is as beautiful as a scene in a painting.

When Qingyuan woke up, he found that his hands were handcuffed above his head. He tried to move his ankles, but there was a cold metal sound, and he was still locked up.

There is a white ceiling in front of him, and a soft bed under his body. Judging from the furnishings of the room, it should be a bedroom. Qingyuan glanced around calmly, and concluded: Very good, he was locked on the bed by Fu Yunhen.

He looked out the window and could only see the tops of the coconut trees under the sky.

He took a breath gently, and slowly convinced himself: Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not the first time that your Taoist partner is angry, and he's used to it, there's nothing to be angry about...

But when he saw the person coming in, he broke his power in an instant, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Fu Yunchen, you let me go."

With cold anger suppressed in his voice, he looked at him coldly.