President Qi, I don't despise you

更新时间：2019-09-2717:52:42

Qi Muye had no choice but to raise his hand and rub his head, took out his mobile phone and sat beside him, clicked on the delivery software, and walked away from an ice cream shop that supported delivery.

"Which flavor do you want?"

He raised the mobile phone in front of Shen Yan and asked him. Shen Yan looked at it for a long time and stretched out his paw to order chocolate and taro.

"Lie down, the ice cream will be delivered in a while."

Young Master Shen was obedient this time, obediently lifted the quilt and got into the bed, Qi Muye saw that he was lying down and took his clothes and went to the bathroom, the warm water drove away most of the fatigue, and his stomach was also warm Quite a lot, he let out a long sigh of relief before changing into a linen-colored bathrobe and going out.

As soon as he went out, he saw Shen Yan lying on the bed, staring at the bathroom door with foggy eyes from drinking.

"what happened?"

Qi Muye walked towards the bed.

Shen Yan got up and pulled him to sit down, still staring at him, and suddenly smiled for a long time, "I really like you, can you promise me?"

Qi Muye was also looking at him in a daze at the moment. The young man looked at him with drunken soft eyes, saying that he really liked you. Compared to the one before, who seemed to be suppressing the flames all over his body, it made people feel more oppressed and said, "Mr. , I'm chasing you"

People are more painful.

"it is good."

Then try it, he is reluctant to let him go with such a warm person, if he is willing to be by his side, he will spend the rest of his life loving and pampering him.

"really?"

Shen Yan's eyes were even brighter at this moment, he hugged him as soon as he crawled out of the quilt, his body was too thin, and his heart ached.

Shen Yan put his head on his shoulders. After many years, many years, he finally found someone who could really relax him.

Perhaps the effect of alcohol can really amplify all emotions.

Shen Yan thinks that he is not so easy to get drunk. In the past two years, he drank more than this and vomited again and again, but his reason is always there, because the consequences of losing consciousness are too terrible. His identity and his position did not allow him to take a wrong step.

So much so that he never touched alcohol for a year after he came back, and he picked it up again after a long time. A group of brothers were still the same as before, eating skewers and drinking beer.

But like a conditioned reflex developed over the years, he obsessively and almost pathologically forced himself to stay awake.

Until today, by this man's side, he was inexplicably able to relax and be undefended, both physically and mentally.

"Really, you just slipped away."

Qi Muye patted him, he was tired all day, and spent so long with this ancestor, his head hurt a little, Shen Yan backed away and moved inside, Qi Muye lay down on the edge of the bed, pressed the button forehead.

Turning his head to the side, he saw Shen Yangulu rolling on the bed after passing by, and he suddenly felt more pain in his temples.

A slap was made to make him stop for a while.

"I'm so happy, what's my name? In the words of the Internet now, it means that the mother-fetal single is finally out of the single."

Shen Yan didn't care, he got up and hugged Qi Muye again, this person is so good-looking, no matter how much he looks at him, he can't get enough of it.

Qi Muye also hugged the young man back, touched the uneven scar on his back, and looked at the happy child-like person in front of him, his heart softened into a ball.

The doorbell rang, probably because the ice cream had arrived, "Come on, get up, I'm going to get takeaway."

Qi Muye pushed him, and was about to get up to get it.

"I'm going, I'm going."

Shen Yan didn't care at all that he was only wearing a bath towel, and when he got out of bed, he was still on Qi Muye's lap, almost falling over.

Qi Muye had already lost his temper due to his quarrel, lifted the quilt and supported the bedside table to get up, went to the closet to get clothes for him.

"Go, put on."

Qi Muye raised his chin towards Shen Yan who came in.

First Young Master Shen was not polite, he just changed his clothes carelessly in front of Qi Muye, the cotton and linen clothes were dry and comfortable, with the familiar smell on Qi Muye, he couldn't help rubbing them and then jumped to On the bed, I unpacked and took a bite of the box, narrowing my delicious eyes.

"Eat slowly."

Qi Muye leaned on the head of the bed and watched him gobble it up.

"Watch TV with me."

Shen Yan turned his head and said vaguely.

Qi Muye didn't know what he was going to do again, took the remote control and turned on the TV, and played the Bright Sword he watched last time.

A box of ice cream was about to run out, Shen Yan threw away the empty ice cream box, moved to Qi Muye's side, wrapped his body around him, and buried his head in the crescent of his neck.

There are all kinds of sounds and pictures in my head.

"What do you think is the happiest thing?"

a hoarse voice asked him.

"Probably lying in bed watching TV and eating ice cream with someone you like."

"Hopefully one day you can make it happen."

The two sat opposite each other in the same dark night, he pulled his bloody face, thinking that one day he could really live such a life, warm and stable, but after dawn, he was left alone to face the darkness up.

It is really a fluke that he can come back alive. How can good luck favor one person forever, and there will never be less bloodshed and sacrifices.

Some people will never come back after leaving, but he still wants to say to him, "I have fulfilled this wish."

He will live well, live well, and the damp heat from the corners of his eyes will flow down his eyes.

"I achieved it."

It was as soft as a raving, and he finally met someone who could redeem him.

"What did you say?"

Qi Muye didn't hear it clearly, but he felt some heat on his neck. He didn't move quietly, and didn't ask him aloud. When he finally turned his head to look at him, he found that the young man had fallen asleep, and there was a faint glare in the corner of his eye. Visible tear stains.

Carefully embracing his body, lowering her head, her slightly cool lips gently kissed the corners of his eyes, with endless pity.

Qi Muye put him gently beside him, covered him with the quilt, and lay down too, looking at his sleeping face quietly on his side, raised his finger but was afraid of disturbing his good sleep, only Draw his eyebrows and eyes carefully in the air from an inch apart.

The young man in front of him is like a mystery, with a past that he doesn't know, but he still believes in him, in his heart for him, in the person who warmed him like a little sun.

Some things will gradually emerge with the passage of time, so he doesn't need to worry, he will wait quietly, waiting for the day when the young man is willing to reveal it.

Whether it is joy or pain, he will accompany him to bear it together. Thinking of this, there is nothing worth worrying about, so he simply hugged the young man opposite him and closed his eyes.

This person is his boyfriend now, so whether tonight's dream will be extra sweet, Qi Muye unexpectedly had such a childish thought for a moment.

[The author has something to say:] By the way, I was a little confused when I wrote this chapter, and I don't know if it's sweet or not.

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