The gentleman, he is spoiled

Before Yin Shuyu left, he sent a message to Lu Qiubei, but after waiting for more than an hour, he didn't see anyone. He wanted to arrest him, but after thinking about it, he decided to give him some time. After finishing the work, the brat pretended to be an ostrich for him, so he was really ready to kidnap someone.

"Qiubei, why are you absent-minded today." Wen Liangcheng looked at the person who was holding a mobile phone in a daze.

"Yes...is there?" Lu Qiubei put the phone in his pocket.

"Are you having a conflict with Mr. Yin?" Wen Liangcheng asked.

"No...no," Lu Qiubei couldn't speak at all, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"He left today, and you didn't go to see him off." Wen Liangcheng said.

"It's not that we don't see each other anymore, just say it on WeChat, and there is nothing to give away." Lu Qiubei forced a smile.

"That's fine." Hearing what he said, Wen Liangcheng didn't ask too many questions, and turned to continue studying the program.

Lu Qiubei sighed, his mind was in such a mess, he really didn't know how to face Yin Shuyu, to be honest, he had never thought about liking a man, at least he felt that he must be straight, but when he returned Thinking of what the two of them did last night, he didn't feel disgusted at all, and he didn't feel disgusted at all, he just felt weird.

Depend on!

There is no such thing as breaking the bend!

Thinking of this, Lu Qiubei was so depressed that he was about to explode, so he simply stopped thinking about it, anyway, he is gone now, and these messy things, just take one step at a time!

The next few days were almost completely occupied by training and competitions. Qiao Huan would not bother Wenliang City during the day, so he could only catch people here at night for a while. He likes to talk to people, and the whole person is about to go into the computer.

"It's almost eleven o'clock, kid." Qiao Huan put down the teacup in his hand and walked to Wen Liangcheng's side, and sat behind Wen Liangcheng with his long legs, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"Why don't you go to sleep first, I'll study for a while." Wen Liangcheng's fingers tapped the keyboard at the same speed.

"Waiting for you together." Qiao Huan rested his chin on Wen Liangcheng's neck, and the faint scent of coconut milk penetrated his nose. There was also a small mole on his delicate collarbone, but half of it was covered by the collar of his pajamas, which made his heart itch.

It's not Liu Xiahui who sits in his arms.

The corners of Qiao Huan's mouth curled up slightly, and he gently kissed Wen Liangcheng's side neck, and the hands around his slender waist began to scramble. With a flick of his fingertips all the way up, he unbuttoned the top button of Wen Liangcheng's pajamas, revealing his beautiful collarbone. It looks like white jade.

"Huan...Brother...you..." At first, Wen Liangcheng just felt itchy neck, and thought it was Qiao Huan's hair. Clothes are unbuttoned.

"You are busy with your work, I am busy with mine." Qiao Huan smiled and stroked Wen Liangcheng's collarbone with his index finger.

"You... like this, I don't care..." Wen Liangcheng's face flushed instantly.

"I'm not in the mood to work on yours, so I'll be working on mine together." Qiao Huan reached out and closed his computer, and kissed his hot earlobe again.

"Itchy..." Wen Liangcheng turned his head to hide for a moment.

Qiao Huan took off his glasses and threw them on the sofa, squeezed Wen Liangcheng's chin and forcibly turned his face around, and began to kiss delicately with his soft lips.

When they finally parted, the breath of the two of them was terribly chaotic, and Wen Liangcheng's neck was red.

"Suddenly thought, it would be great if I didn't like you to this extent." Qiao Huan's eyes were burning.

"Why...why?" Wen Liangcheng panted.

"That way I can have nothing to worry about..." Qiao Huan said.

"Huh?" The corners of Wen Liangcheng's eyes also turned a little red, "Brother Huan...how much do you like me?"

"I can't live without you." Qiao Huan kissed the back of his neck.

Wen Liangcheng was slightly taken aback, as if he really had a guitar in his heart, the guitar strings were plucked crazily, and he was a little dizzy from the shock. He liked Qiao Huan sticking to his ear and talking love words when he was emotional, and it was better than any other person in the world. Sweet food is a hundred times, a thousand times sweeter.

He broke away from Qiao Huan's embrace, turned around and knelt down in front of him, his face flushed.

"What's wrong?" Qiao Huan asked.

"I...can...use my hands..." Wen Liangcheng pointed at Qiao Huan's bottom, his voice was as soft as a mosquito, and the blush on his face deepened once more, and he looked as beautiful as the sunset at dusk.

Qiao Huan was stunned immediately, and his energy went straight to his forehead. To be honest, for a moment, he really wanted to be desperate, tearing up and chewing this annoying little thing in front of him like a wild beast.

"No...no need," Qiao Huan didn't know how he held back, and he was able to talk to him so normally, "Go to bed first, I'll take care of it myself."

Before Wen Liangcheng could speak, Qiao Huan quickly stood up and went to the bathroom. Looking at him more, Qiao Huan felt that he could hold back his curse words.

Wen Liangcheng was also nervous enough. Seeing Qiao Huan entered the bathroom, he was relieved. Although he said so, he was inexperienced after all. He didn't know exactly how...he didn't know, so he had to wait and check online Check the information, study it well and put it into practice.

Then he ran to the bed in a hurry, but the bathroom and the bedroom were very far apart. To be honest, even if the shower in the bathroom was on, he could still hear Qiao Huan's deep and depressed... voice, his whole body His face felt like it was on fire, and he could also feel that something was wrong when he heard Qiao Huan's voice...

Wen Liangcheng shyly wrapped himself in the quilt. In fact, since the two of them got together, his thoughts on Qiao Huan were far from pure. He even had thoughts that would make him extremely ashamed. He had never done this before. I hope my birthday will come soon...

When eating breakfast the next day, Wen Liangcheng found that Lu Qiubei was absent-minded again, not eating a bite of food, just poking the bowl with chopsticks, and always looking at the phone.

"Qiubei, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Lu Qiubei smiled.

"Don't even tell me?" Wen Liangcheng asked.

"No." Lu Qiubei sat up straight, "Then let me ask you something."

"En." Wen Liangcheng nodded.

"Just...Did Yin Shuyu say where he went?" Lu Qiubei asked.

"Didn't he tell you?" Wen Liangcheng asked back.

"Who knows, I didn't even fart..." Lu Qiubei muttered in a low voice, his eyes could make a hole in the phone.

"Okay," Wen Liangcheng continued, "I heard Brother Huan mentioned that he has returned to Nancheng. It seems that something happened to the family business."

"Nancheng," Lu Qiubei muttered to himself, "it's quite far from here..."