keep running, i won't break your legs

Qin Siyuan immediately took out another mobile phone to contact Chen Ming, waiting for him like an ant on a hot pot.

But luckily it finally got through.

He breathed a sigh of relief, pretending that the anxious person just now was not himself, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Chen Ming was cooking in his kitchen, when he heard the phone ringing, he put down his shovel and ran to the living room to listen.

"Prepare breakfast."

Qin Siyuan wondered: "Why is it so late today?"

The pot in the kitchen was gurgling, and Chen Ming lied without changing his face: "I stayed up too late yesterday to process the documents, and the alarm clock just broke down."

Qin Siyuan hesitantly said "Oh", and Chen Ming took the opportunity to change the subject: "It's time for you to have lunch, go home quickly, I'll wait for you to eat together."

Until he hung up the phone and walked home, Qin Siyuan still couldn't help but feel puzzled. He always felt that Chen Ming was a little strange today. Where could the blame be?

Have!He didn't mean to say something stupid to make himself blush and heartbeat!

No, what's the matter with him being a little regretful?

He shook his head, forget it, don't think about it, won't he admit that he actually likes his nonsense?He will never like it!

It's over, why did you think that it's time for Chen Ming to call himself "brother" in bed, and the consequences of not venting for a long time?Why is it possible to change stones just by imagination? ? ?He is not clean anymore.

Three meals a day, because of Chen Ming's supervision, he had to ask an aunt to cook, but he would call the aunt after he got home.

But today, when the door was opened, the familiar aroma of food came out, could it be the conch girl?But he just picked up an ashtray recently, and he threw it away at the door of his house. It was too obtrusive in the middle of the road.

Could it be that Auntie couldn't wait and came in through the window to cook?Auntie is very skilled!But his windows on the first floor were locked.

He stood at the door and thought about it for a while, ruling out the possibility of burglary. Which thief would be so fair as to cook at the "victim"'s house?Unless he's brain-starved.

Unknowingly, he walked slowly to the door of the kitchen with the mace at the door. The busy figure inside was strange and familiar, so it was only natural that he appeared here.

Hearing the noise behind him, Chen Ming turned his head to look, and said with a smile, "Are you back?"

Qin Siyuan pursed his lips, and threw the mace down the stairs as if nothing had happened: "Yes."

Chen Ming put down the spoon, clapped her hands on the apron, opened her arms to him, and said, "Baby, come and hug me, I miss you so much."

"No hug."

He refused, but his legs walked towards him involuntarily.

Qin Siyuan tightly wrapped his arms around his waist, breathed hard on his body, only felt that the two sets of clothes were in the way.

Chen Ming twisted his neck twice, and refused with a smile: "Itchy."

He managed to wear short sleeves once today, and Qin Siyuan's scorching breath sprayed all over his neck, making him itchy both physically and mentally.

The throbbing artery was faintly visible on the slender and white neck in front of his eyes. Qin Siyuan bit down lightly, leaving a series of fiery marks from the root of the ear to the shoulder.

Chen Ming couldn't hold it anymore, he was tense, and wanted to push him away, but his hands were limp and weak, and he wondered if Qin Siyuan was a walking sweater.

"You haven't eaten yet."

Qin Siyuan silently unbuttoned his shirt and said, "This is it."

Covering those thin lips that seem to be chattering again, the whole world is clean, and he can do something he has thought about for a long time.

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After lingering for a while, Chen Ming fell into a deep sleep. He was so excited that he stayed up all night yesterday, and went out to catch a plane early in the morning.

Qin Siyuan held him in his arms for a while, his stomach started growling, he was hungry.

The dishes in the kitchen were still warm, and the soup in the pot was the hottest, so he ate those dishes with rice in the soup.

When he was full, he took out the long-haired digestion tablet from the TV cabinet and ate it, and walked around the sofa several times, waiting for the feeling of fullness to disappear

Some time later, he went upstairs non-stop and sat on the edge of the bed to watch Chen Ming sleep.

Naturally, he pushed away the work in the afternoon, and the subordinates had question marks on their foreheads. Didn't they say that the afternoon meeting was very important?

Someone called to urge him, so he simply turned off the phone, and the world was clean again.

After watching Chen Ming for a long time, he came up with some thoughts. Is the drawing board in the study accumulating dust?

He rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found a pitiful little drawing board at the bottom of a cardboard box. Judging from the missing corner, it must have been "patronized" by mice.

To use or not to use?He chose the former, after all, those few pieces of paper are still good.

Chen Ming had a full sleep, and it was already six o'clock in the afternoon when he woke up.

Qin Siyuan, who was sitting cross-legged beside the bed with a serious face, suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, startling him.

He patted his little heart and scolded with a smile: "Bastard, you are going to scare me to death."

And Qin Siyuan woke up like a dream: "Are you awake?"

Chen Ming shook her head: "No, you are dreaming."

"Oh."

Then he put his head down and fiddled with something on his lap.

Chen Ming leaned over to look: "What are you doing?"

Qin Siyuan paused his hand and said, "Huahua?"

"Oh," Chen Ming nodded, looked at it for a while and then asked, "Why are you painting so many stones?"

The nib of the pen in Qin Siyuan's hand was broken, he raised his eyes and asked him, "How can you tell it's a stone?"

Chen Ming was puzzled: "Isn't it a stone? What is that?"

There are indeed only a few irregular circles in the painting, wait, this flat one seems to be a human face?

So he suddenly realized: "It's the Sphinx!"

Qin Siyuan was speechless and silent, he might as well draw a stick figure.

Chen Ming observed his words and knew that he had guessed wrong again, so he immediately took his arm and apologized: "Xiao Yuan, I won't talk nonsense, tell me, what is your painting?"

Qin Si tilted her head angrily and raised her lower lip.

Every time he was awkward, he would show this expression. Chen Ming felt that he was so cute, and he had to rack his brains to coax this little cutie.

After making a bunch of guesses, Qin Siyuan's face became more and more stinky.

Chen Ming asked again uncertainly: "Is it me?"

This time Qin Siyuan didn't refute, and Chen Ming knew that he had guessed right, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then I went to look at the painting carefully, um, with nose, eyes, arms and legs, it was him.

"Wow, Xiao Yuan is awesome!"

Qin Siyuan: "Hmph!"

"Okay," Chen Ming took the drawing board, lay on the bed, squinted his eyes and smiled happily, "Don't be angry with me, okay? As compensation, how about I draw you too?"

Qin Siyuan continued to turn his head arrogantly, noncommittal.

Chen Ming drew very quickly, and the sound of brushing on the drawing board sounded very relaxing. Qin Siyuan wanted to glance at it, but almost saw the corner of his eye cramp, so he had to give up and save some face for himself.

"All right!"

As soon as these words came out, Qin Siyuan couldn't wait to turn around.

101. Dating

In the gray and white composition, he stunned to see a personality called Tsundere in himself.

Chen Ming suppressed a smile. He has taken sketching classes for several years, and what he is best at is highlighting a certain feature of the subject.

He coughed twice and asked, "How is it?"

Qin Siyuan snatched the drawing board, and said stiffly: "It's not the same as mine."

"Yes, yes, yes." Of course, having a nose and eyes is similar.

Only Qin Siyuan ate lunch, so now Chen Ming's stomach was growling with hunger.

"So hungry."

He slumped on the bed with his right hand, touched his flat, muscle-less stomach, and muttered, "I don't have an eight-pack anymore."

Qin Siyuan put the drawing board into the cabinet next to the bed, heard the words and lifted the hem of his clothes: "I'll touch it for you."

Chen Ming smiled and covered her eyes: "If you don't look at it, you will be even more hungry."

So Qin Siyuan stood there stupidly with his clothes lifted, and Chen Ming pulled his clothes off: "You go and cook for me."

"Instant noodles with eggs?"

"Is it okay to add green vegetables?"

"What do you think?"

It seems that it won't work. Although Chen Ming is very tired, it would be too shabby to eat instant noodles when he first arrived.

Qin Siyuan took the clothes at the end of the bed to him and put them on the bed, and said while putting them on, "Put on your clothes and go out to eat."

There were hickey marks all over Chen Ming's neck and arms, Qin Siyuan couldn't control it, and now he didn't want others to see it, so he put a black gown on him, and planned to wrap it with a silk scarf his neck.

However, the hot air outside might directly make him develop a rash, so Qin Siyuan finally gave up the idea of ​​starting

And Chen Ming just squinted his eyes and enjoyed the service, even if he proposed to let him go downstairs by himself, it is not impossible.

Then he sat on the bed and stretched out his arms: "Carry me on your back."

Qin Siyuan naturally wouldn't refuse, and didn't even want to let him down when he reached the door.

In the end, Chen Ming dug a hole to bury himself, and begged him to let his feet touch the ground. If he was carried out like this, his old face would lose all his face.

After leaving the door, Qin Siyuan was obviously in a very good mood, and he walked much more briskly.

Chen Ming teased him with a smile: "So happy to see me? The tail is exposed."

"Happy."

As always, he talks less, but his expression is much more lively.

Chen Ming took his hand and asked, "How happy are you?"

Qin Siyuan glanced at him, clasped his hands and replied, "The tail is exposed."

"Hahaha."

This wood is still full of firepower when it lifts people up, it really makes him overwhelmed.

Taking advantage of the crowds on the street, he smiled provocatively and said, "Come and kiss me."

I didn't even think about his real relationship. After all, everyone is thin-skinned, and he was just teasing him.

Unexpectedly, Qin Siyuan's eyes darkened, and when he lowered his head, it was a superficial kiss.

Passers-by exclaimed, some applauded, and some shouted "Again!"