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About half an hour later, Liu Qijun reached out and pressed the steering wheel to start the car.

His hands were steady, he kept driving at a constant speed of 40 yards, did not run any red lights, and even remembered going to the supermarket to buy a large bag of quick-frozen dumplings, steamed stuffed buns, glutinous rice balls, and shumai, and even weighed two catties of side dishes.

He had an umbrella in the car, but at first he was too lazy to hold it. The heavy snow fell on his head and body, and it melted after getting into the car, but his hair and coat were covered with water.He drove the car intently, looking ahead, the red blood in his eyes was still there, but his eyes gradually withdrew from the fierce and cruel look, and became as usual.

Carrying the bag and taking the elevator upstairs, he picked up the key to open the door as usual, but the moment he stood in front of the door, he held the key for a long time, and the expression on his face was unpredictable. Finally, he closed his eyes and stood still. After breathing quietly for a moment, he unscrewed the door as usual.He knew there was someone inside, but he still pretended not to know that he twisted it before pushing the door open, pretending to be pleasantly surprised: "Yu Ming, you're back?"

He looked around and saw Zheng Yuming sitting quietly on the sofa.

He was still wearing a shirt, and did not change into soft and comfortable home clothes. He had lost a lot of weight, looking thin and desolate, and his gaze was gentle and warm, full of long-lost thoughts.There was no trace of crying on his face, he probably had washed his face again, and he smiled when he saw him, light and gentle: "Yeah, I'm back, I didn't tell you."

"Do you want to check the post?" Liu Qijun kicked his shoes, didn't bother to change them at all, and walked over, laughing and teasing, "I'm obediently waiting for you to come back at home every day."

In fact, he lived with his parents these days, but he didn't tell Zheng Yuming.He opened his hands and made a gesture of hugging: "Come here, let me hug you."

In the past, when he heard him talking and joking, Zheng Yuming would definitely give him a look and call him out, but today he took the initiative to stand up, stretched out his hand to respond to his hug, and asked in an ordinary way: "What did you buy?"

"Of course it's supper!" Liu Qijun's eyes darkened, and his expression became gloomy from an angle he couldn't see, "I'm too lazy to cook without you. Fortunately, I bought a lot today, and I will cook it for you later. "

"Okay." Zheng Yuming replied, still hugging him, not letting go.

"So clingy to me? It seems that you really miss me." Liu Qijun said with a smile, lowered his eyes and quietly enjoyed his rare initiative to get close, and then said, "Okay, let me put the Put the things in the kitchen, and wait for as long as you want to hug."

"En." Zheng Yuming replied sullenly, watching him turn around into the kitchen and put things in the refrigerator one by one, as if there was nothing wrong.He felt that he was overthinking, the other party hadn't entered the door for a long time, maybe he was looking for the key, instead of knowing that he was back in advance, Aunt Liu promised him that she would not tell Liu Qijun.

He went around to the entrance and took the slippers to Liu Qijun: "Change your shoes. Give me your coat."

Liu Qijun washed his hands, took off his coat, and turned to stare at him: "Honey, you are unscientifically virtuous today."

"..." Zheng Yuming opened his mouth and spoke silently, "Get lost."

He hung up his coat, and then clutched his chest uncomfortably.Although he heard from Aunt Liu that Liu Qijun had lost a lot of weight, he didn't expect her to lose so much weight. In just one and a half months, he lost at least ten kilograms. His shoulders and waist were a bit narrower, his hair grew a little, and his skin He also whitened his face in the office, and after the shaping, his smooth forehead was exposed, which made his thick black eyebrows and high nose bridge more profound.Liu Qijun's eyes have always been beautiful, dark and bright, with deep eyelids, and the brow bone is very close to the eyes, so after losing weight, he has a bit of deep and three-dimensional European and American.

If it was before, he must be heartbroken, but now he only feels distressed.He has only been away for a month and a half, and Liu Qijun has become so emaciated. After that, he will not be by my side. Isn't he...

As if he didn't know how to speak, he stood there, frowning a little anxiously.

"What's wrong? Are you tired?" Liu Qijun came over and touched his shoulder, and asked worriedly, "When did you get off the plane? Have you not lost the jet lag yet? How about going to sleep?"

Zheng Yuming glanced at him, nodded: "OK."

"Then I'll put some hot water on for you, take a bath before going to sleep, it will make you feel better..."

Zheng Yuming took his hand, stared at him for a while, and then said: "I won't wash it anymore, you can sleep with me for a while."

Liu Qijun's footsteps paused, and the suppressed anger on his face, which was turned away from him, was quickly covered by him, and he said with a smile, "Okay."

He pulled Zheng Yuming into his arms and teased him: "I find it's good to be apart occasionally, you see you are so close to me now."

Zheng Yuming smiled, acquiesced, and walked into the bedroom together with his waist.

He lifted the quilt and lay down, and Liu Qijun lay down with him, reaching out to wrap his arms around his waist, and felt that his shirt and trousers were in the way, and his posture was very uncomfortable.

Zheng Yuming glanced at him and whispered, "Take it off."

"..." Liu Qijun looked into his eyes and found that he had no other intentions, so he leaned closer and said, "Then you take it off for me."

Zheng Yuming's eyelashes trembled, he turned his head a little shyly, and the base of his ears turned red.

Liu Qijun didn't speak, just waited quietly.

After a while, Zheng Yuming got up suddenly, raised his hand and threw the glasses on the bedside table, turned around and pressed Liu Qijun's shoulder on the bed, bowed his head and kissed him.

His talent in kissing has always been higher than that in making love, but the way his eyelashes are slightly closed, and his breathing is light and gently rolling over his soft lips is full of sensationalism.He has a pair of quiet eyes, but they are always sparkling and clear when kissing, the corners of the eyes are slightly raised, with a gentleness almost smiling.His hand slid down from Liu Qijun's shoulder, his fingers inserted into his black and soft hair, he tilted his head and pecked at the corner of his mouth and cheek, and kissed him inch by inch along his chin and neck, and the other hand took the initiative to help him unbutton his shirt .

Liu Qijun snorted a few times, breathing disorderly.

Holding Zheng Yuming's waist with his hand, he felt that the other's waist seemed to be thinner than before. When he touched it up, he could feel the bones... How did he lose so much weight?He slid his hand into the hem of the other's shirt and moved it slowly along his waist. While his body temperature rose, his heart gradually cooled down, feeling an indescribable sadness.

Zheng Yuming was too proactive and enthusiastic, hardly like him.He couldn't help thinking about it, fearing that this was the last supper, but he was very excited to get close to the body of the one he loved again, and the body responded to the other's enthusiasm completely uncontrollably.

It’s been too long since we’ve been separated, and the desire of body and soul is too strong. Liu Qijun entangled Zheng Yuming without any satisfaction, stroking his slender legs, kissing his tear-stained eyes, and asking over and over again: “Miss me? ?”

"Think..." Zheng Yuming put his arms around his shoulders and said frankly, wrapping his legs around his waist, enjoying the thrill of the collision.

Liu Qijun stared into his eyes and asked softly, "Do you love me?"

"Love..." Zheng Yuming kissed him, plundering the air in his mouth, entangled his lips and tongue, saying over and over again, "I love you...Liu Qijun, I love you...you are so good, how can I not love you ?ah……"

He screamed shortly, his body trembled, tears flew out from his movements, his tone was broken and bewildering, he panted heavily with his neck up, his mind was in chaos, he felt his body was drifting with the current, like sinking in the deep sea , the water in the darkness was turbulent yet calm, dangerous and sweet, which made him reluctant to float up.

The breath is robbed, the body is invaded, and even the soul is scalded by the heat of the opponent.

This is an unbridled and intense sex, both of them released the enthusiasm and yearning in their bodies, turning all the pressure and anguish in their hearts into fierce possession and marks, the gentle person in the past has become strong and vile, and in his body Hickey marks and bite marks were left everywhere, and he, who was usually reserved, also yelled out to his heart's content, talking chaotic and embarrassing love words on the bed.

Zheng Yuming can't remember how many times he said I love you, he only knows that his voice is hoarse, but his body is still sinking in the ups and downs of the lingering waves, and another person completely confines him in his arms, using his ability to All the ways he thought of left imprints on his body, and even in the end, they didn't leave his body.

This sleep was very long, and it was already the evening of the third day when Zheng Yuming woke up from the dream. He vaguely remembered eating twice in the middle of sleep, the smell of wontons in his memory, and several intimate experiences , that feeling was so vivid that it almost made him think that he had indulged in sex for two whole days.

After checking the time on his phone, he felt a little more comfortable. He should not have been tossed too hard by Liu Qijun, at least he could still stand and walk normally.He probably returned to the familiar embrace. He had a good jet lag this time and slept peacefully, but the bruises on his body made him a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know how many times he had been marked by the other party repeatedly.

He frowned when he didn't hear anyone else at home. Could it be that Liu Qijun hasn't got off work yet?

He put on his glasses, took out a set of beige casual cotton t-pants from the closet, and put them on. He opened the bedroom door while rubbing his neck. When he walked into the living room, he found that Liu Qijun had returned and was cooking in the kitchen. Closed so he didn't hear the sound.

He felt that his throat was a little dry, so he took a cup from the coffee table and went to the kitchen to find water to drink.

Hearing that the kitchen door was opened, Liu Qijun turned around and said, "Are you awake? You have been asleep for two days." He was still wearing the shirt and trousers from work. Zheng Yuming wondered, when did he start to like wearing formal clothes so much?Doesn't it mean that the company doesn't care?

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Zheng Yuming asked, only to realize that he was completely dumb, and the words he spoke were hoarse and unpleasant.Thinking of the reason why his throat was smoking, his face turned blue and red, he gave Liu Qijun a hard look, and reached out to pass the cup over.

Liu Qijun smiled lightly, took the cup and put it aside, and said, "Stop drinking water, I've stewed pears with rock sugar for you, drink some soup."

He filled a large bowl of rock sugar Sydney from the pot and handed it to him: "It's warm, just drink it directly."

Zheng Yuming took a few sips from the bowl, and his throat felt better before he asked, "What do you cook?"

"What you like to eat, reward you."

"Reward me for what?"

Liu Qijun glanced at him pointingly, and smiled gently: "Thank you for your hard work."

"..." Zheng Yuming's hand holding the bowl froze there, and he gritted his teeth after a while, "You are the one who worked hard."

"Yes, but I am willing." Liu Qijun teased him, "And I have good physical strength and recover quickly."

"..." Zheng Yuming endured it for a long time before he could not splash the rock sugar Sydney in his face.

Where is his physical strength? ! !Obviously because I was too tired just after getting off the plane!And... according to his tossing method, no matter how strong his physical strength is, he can't handle it!

Sure enough, no matter how much psychological construction you do, you won't be able to be serious when you face him. Can you still talk about breaking up?