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What Liu Qijun said was the truth, he couldn't be more clear, because he also felt the same way.So he couldn't help asking: "Then why did you come to me today?"

"Because I've been thinking about it for a few days. Although I still feel that I am far from the person you want, but... I still can't give up on you." Liu Qijun tightened his hug, and the words he said were clearly heard in his ears. It sounded, "I've been working overtime until midnight these days, and I'm so busy, but as long as I have a few minutes to spare, I can't help but want to call you, to ask if you have eaten, to know if you have worked overtime... "

Zheng Yuming blushed, a little embarrassed, but still asked him: "Do you really like me so much?"

Liu Qijun turned him around, put his forehead against his, locked his eyes tightly on his face, and said earnestly and affirmatively: "If we say that I already like you a little bit when we first met, then every time in the future One day, I will like you a little more, and today, this kind of love is about to overflow from my heart."

Zheng Yuming was frightened by such enthusiasm, a little at a loss, subconsciously wanted to retreat, but was approached by Liu Qijun, and the two stumbled into the house, forgetting to close the door.

"You...you..." Zheng Yuming talked for a long time, but didn't know what to say.

Liu Qijun smiled slightly, pinched the back of his head, and kissed him like this.

Zheng Yuming's lips felt hot first, and he felt that his breathing began to be disordered.He still remembers the last time Liu Qijun kissed suddenly and violently in the billiard room. Such an oppressive offensive made him extremely uncomfortable. However, at this moment, Liu Qijun's kiss was gentle and lingering, with a hint of coaxing, and the tip of his tongue slid across him. With slightly parted lips, he breathed lightly, and the tip of his nose rubbed against the bridge of his nose, causing him to tremble, before he slowly approached his chest, his tongue stuck into his mouth, sucking his lower lip, evoking The tip of his tongue began to kiss tightly.

Zheng Yuming only felt that his cheeks and breath were stained with heat, his eyes were dizzy, but he could see the bright and gentle smile in his eyes.

"You... um..." He couldn't say a complete word, his hands were unconsciously placed on Liu Qijun's shoulders, and all his thoughts were taken up by the kiss.

Liu Qijun's arms were half around his waist, the other hand was gently stroking his hair, his eyes were half closed, his lazy smile and light pecking kisses made him exude a strange tenderness.Zheng Yuming felt that his feet were weak, and he almost couldn't stand up.

Suddenly there was the sound of the door opening outside.

Zheng Yuming suddenly woke up, pushed him hard, and quickly ran to close the door.

Liu Qijun staggered a few steps, stood firmly against the wall, and saw Zheng Yuming leaning against the door panting after closing the door. His handsome face was slightly red, and there was half a layer of fog on his glasses. However, the hem of his clothes was a little wrinkled, and only half of his gentle image was left, which made his mouth dry.

Zheng Yuming's breathing became more stable, so he stood up, raised his hand to adjust his glasses, looked at him, and said with an unnatural expression: "I...I'll make breakfast."

Liu Qijun followed.

After the two changed their shoes, Zheng Yuming stepped into the kitchen and started making breakfast.When he was getting the ingredients, he paused, but still took two portions.

Liu Qijun watched him bring out two eggs and two boxes of milk, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

Zheng Yuming planned to make two simple sandwiches, fried two eggs and two slices of bacon, and began to cut tomatoes and cucumbers.

Liu Qijun hugged him from behind, startling him.

"What are you doing?"

Liu Qijun rested his chin on his shoulder, shook his body, and asked softly, "Will you be my boyfriend?"

Zheng Yuming felt his whole body go numb, and was too embarrassed to speak.

"Are you okay?" Liu Qijun asked again, his voice was low and lazy, and he even kissed the tip of his ear maliciously.

Zheng Yuming shrank his neck as if he was afraid of itching, and was disturbed by him, so he nodded indiscriminately.

Liu Qijun stopped bothering him immediately, but took the initiative to let him go, and said with a smile, "I'll go heat the milk."

Zheng Yuming glanced at him, feeling that his complacent appearance was an eyesore, so he immediately looked away.But within a few seconds, he laughed, feeling helpless to himself, and agreed so inexplicably.

Agreeing like this doesn't seem to be as awkward as I imagined.

He lowered his eyes and continued chopping vegetables, thinking that maybe he could really try for a long time with this person.

After having breakfast together, Zheng Yuming saw that Liu Qijun didn't sleep well all night, so he simply tidied up the bed in the guest bedroom and asked him to catch up on sleep.

Liu Qijun couldn't sleep for a while, so he sat on the bed with him and talked.

Zheng Yuming felt helpless: "Didn't you work overtime for several days? Are you not tired?"

"It's okay to sleep in the car." Liu Qijun took his hand and played with his fingers, "It's the weekend, what are you going to do?"

"I originally planned to go to the city library today, return a few books, and go fishing with friends tomorrow."

"Then why don't you go?" Liu Qijun asked intentionally.

Zheng Yuming gave him a blank look, reached out and took out a book from the drawer of the bedside table, and said, "I'll read for a while, you go to sleep."

Liu Qijun smiled and lay down, turned sideways, and looked at him.

Because it was the weekend, Zheng Yuming was wearing a loose gray T-shirt, white sweatpants, his hair was hanging limply, and his glasses were replaced with more popular black-rimmed glasses. He exuded a lazy and homely atmosphere.On Haobai's wrist, there is a leather bracelet with several wooden decorations on the chain, which has a strong artistic atmosphere.

His palms are thin and his fingers are slender, probably due to years of drawing. There are calluses on his little finger and index finger, and there are some messy small wounds on his fingers, which are probably accidentally injured by a knife and pen tip. However, his nails It is trimmed cleanly and feels elegant when turning the pages.

Zheng Yuming's fingers stayed on a certain page for a long time, and finally he couldn't help but lower his head and stare at him: "What are you doing looking at me?"

Liu Qijun bent his eyes, reached out and hugged his thigh, closed his eyes, and said honestly: "Look at you, I'm going to sleep."

Zheng Yuming: "..."

It's too embarrassing to be hugged on the thigh or something.

Although extremely awkward, he held back and concentrated on reading.

After a while, he lowered his head again. Liu Qijun had already fallen asleep, and the dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible, revealing his master's recent fatigue.

Zheng Yuming just looked down at him for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, silently looked away, and read a book quietly.

It was the first time he stayed with another man in such an intimate and homely manner, except for the heat on his thigh reminding him that he now had a boyfriend, the quiet air finally kept him in a relatively calm state.

When it was almost noon, Liu Qijun's cell phone rang suddenly.

Zheng Yuming was taken aback, and saw Liu Qijun move away the hand holding his thigh, groping for the phone on the bed.

Zheng Yuming bent down, passed him and put the mobile phone into his hand from the bedside table.Liu Qijun stretched out his arms, hugged him like this, buried his head on his shoulder consciously, and said softly, "Hello?"

Zheng Yuming was hugged by him stiffly, feeling that he was being raped by a koala.

"Big head, what's the matter?" Accompanied by Liu Qijun's voice, bursts of hot air penetrated into his neck, making him so itchy that he couldn't help turning his neck back and forth.

"Big Liu! Where did you go!" the big head roared.

"Today is the weekend..." Liu Qijun raised his eyelids, saw the delicate collarbone in front of him, leaned over and kissed it, which drew Zheng Yuming's light slap on the back.

He grinned, moved his body, was level with Zheng Yuming, and looked at him eye to eye.

"Where do people who work overtime get weekends!" The big head was still scolding, "Go back to me! I still have two groups of people to take care of here, and the people in your group will take care of themselves!"

"All right, I'll go after lunch."

"Eat your sister!" Datou roared again, then said after a pause, "Bring me one too!"

"Okay." Liu Qijun hung up the phone, threw the phone aside, and reached out to hug him tighter.

Zheng Yuming saw that he had also finished his phone call, so he immediately broke away from his hand politely, sat up, and asked, "Are you going to the company?"

"Yeah... I have three exhibitions to be busy with." Liu Qijun knew that he was not used to this kind of intimacy, so he didn't pester him, and sat up to get out of bed.

Zheng Yuming looked at the time: "I'm going to cook, you can leave after eating."

Liu Qijun laughed sullenly: "So considerate."

"..." Zheng Yuming looked at him with a dull face, "You should go out to eat."

"Hey, I was wrong." Liu Qijun quickly apologized, and followed him out, "What kind of food do you have at home? Cook it together?"

Zheng Yuming is usually busy with work and rarely fires at home. Only on Fridays will the part-time workers come to make a big purchase, buying ingredients for weekends and ingredients for easy breakfast.Liu Qijun also became interested in showing his skills when he saw a refrigerator full of vegetables.The two worked together, and in less than an hour, four dishes and one soup were ready. Zheng Yuming remembered that he was going to bring rice for Datou, so he took out two disposable lunch boxes and prepared to pack them for him in advance.

Liu Qijun quickly stopped him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

Zheng Yuming was puzzled: "Didn't you want to bring it to your colleague?"

"Him? What he said to bring rice is to ask me to buy him pancakes and fruits. You don't need to get these for him."

"..." Zheng Yuming really couldn't understand human beings who eat pancakes and fruits for lunch. He looked at the lunch box he took out, thought for a while, and asked, "Does your company have a microwave? If you have one, bring some and heat it up at night." .”

"Yes, but I guess I have to work overtime tonight." Liu Qijun thought that after all, it was made at home, and it was better than eating takeaway!So he added with a shy face, "Add more decorations and bring the supper with you."

Zheng Yuming shook his head, still filled him with a meal, but took some beef jerky, almond cakes, and eight-treasure porridge from the refrigerator for him.

Liu Qijun stared at the jar of almond cookies: "Don't you not like sweets?"

"Salty." Zheng Yuming packed these up, and then took the bowls and chopsticks and went to the restaurant to eat with him.

Liu Qijun ate half of his meal, and suddenly stopped to look at him.

Zheng Yuming was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Liu Qijun shook his head, smiling happily.

He just felt that this kind of living atmosphere didn't make him feel unharmonious.

Well... the exquisite bone china tableware and the table setting that can be compared to the pages of gourmet magazines still make him a little bit of a show. It would be even better if he could ignore the tissue box on the table that looked like a delicate wood carving.