After the sea king wears into the ancient abuse text

The next morning, the sky was bright and clear.

Xie Qi was frying a poached egg when someone hugged him from behind.

Turning back is a lingering kiss.

"Who told you to kiss me?" He pushed away slightly to pant.

It was the exact same question as last night.

This time Yu Yicheng did not admit his mistake.

"Didn't you promise me to become a full-time employee last night?" The man wiped the froth of milk from his lips for him, "Qiqi."

"No," he flatly denied, "You heard wrong."

His brows and eyes are arrogant, and his eyes are slanted, but they are clearly twinkling a little.

When he answered last night, Yu Yicheng had already closed his eyes and didn't answer him, as if he had fallen asleep.

However, ever since they shared the same bed, Yu Yicheng never seemed to fall asleep first.

... He knew that this person was waiting for him.

"Really?"

The man looked at him with a smile.

He became a little more serious:

"...we need to talk first."

"Ok?"

"I'm not necessarily...a good boyfriend." Xie Qi chose his words carefully, "Maybe I'm not suitable for dating you."

As a lover, he is handy. As for falling in love, it seems to be too long ago.

"I can understand that you are willing to give us a chance to try?"

Yu Yicheng didn't follow his words at all, and only looked at him with burning eyes.

After a while.

"……Um."

The words were soft and soft, and he even wondered if the voice came from his throat.

But soon Yu Yicheng's actions dispelled his momentary trance.

It was a real kiss.

Just like the spring rain comes late and urgent, but it can transform everything.

They looked at each other for a moment in the middle, and Xie Qi wrapped his arms around his neck—they didn't separate at all, and now they were more intertwined.

It turned out that Xie Qi was so charming when he took the initiative to entangle him.

I don't know how long it took, but when they finally separated a little bit, Yu Yicheng only had this sentence in his mind.

"All right."

Xie Qi supported someone who wanted to post it with one hand, and turned on a small fire with the other hand:

"You can't let me fry an egg and turn on the fire three times."

"I'll make you some tea." Yu Yicheng was quite satisfied, he only kissed him lightly on the cheek, turned around and went to the living room.

Little lover, ah no, the little boyfriend's cheeks seem to be much redder than usual, and also a little hotter.

As soon as the dragonfly touched the water, the unusual heat almost burned his heart.

When eating breakfast, Yu Yicheng behaved according to the rules.

It's just that the eyes are glued to him.

But after cleaning, Xie Qi lightened his feet.

Before he could recover, the world was spinning.

When he regained his composure again, Yu Yicheng's face was above him, very close at hand.

Under the body is a soft sofa.

The sofa was next to the window, and the sunlight outside the window shone through, caressing his forehead.

He could even feel the morning breeze blowing gently.

Presumably, after the wind blew past him, it also circled around Yu Yicheng's ears - after all, they are so close.

"What?"

He tried his best to hold his voice, but it sounded dry and astringent.

"Do what you didn't do yesterday."

"……At this?"

"Can't you?"

"You—" he tilted his head, "at least draw the curtains."

"Nobody's going to see." The windows had anti-spy coating, and they were in a tall building.

"..."

"is it okay?"

Yu Yicheng's polite voice contained anxiety like thirsty water.

This made Xie Qi feel that his throat was even more dry.

"Be careful," he gently pushed the person on him, and finally let go, "Don't let me fall to the ground."

The man probably waited impatiently, without even answering, he simply covered him up neatly.

He did not let Xie Qi fall to the ground.

Because when they both rolled to the ground, Xie Qi was caught by his body.

It is autumn and the floor is tiled.

very cool.

Xie Qi trembled, and after a few breaths, the cold floor began to burn.

Wet and slippery.

"You've poured too much..."

He propped up his hand and slipped it into the man's arms again.

"I'll clean it up later."

Is this a matter of cleanup?

Xie Qi was in a trance, but soon he couldn't think about what the problem should be.

Yu Yicheng's actions did not allow him to be distracted.

In the end, Yu Yicheng really didn't break his promise.

It's not just the floors that get cleaned well.

The sofa cushion was no longer usable, and the fair-skinned young man huddled on the bed, watching Yu Yicheng busy up and down.

Light rain fell just in time outside the window, and the sky was blue and cloudy, completely pale.

Only the face of the young man in the room showed a touch of beauty.

He usually dresses up purely, but now his whole body is full of beauty - it can only be the complexion that Yu Yicheng has worked so hard to dig out.

It's just that he didn't have the self-consciousness to tempt someone to commit a crime, so he turned around and entangled Yu Yicheng who had finished his work.

"Next time you can be more aggressive."

"Okay," the man stared straight at him, making him want to hide and go up to him, "can the ban be lifted on weekdays, too?"

"Not when I'm tired."

He turned his face away, and felt Yu Yicheng's gentle touch and pressure.

His tense body gradually softened, and he wished he could lie on Yu Yicheng's body and hum.

Too bad the moment didn't last long.

Xie Qi was already very familiar with the ringtone of Yu Yicheng's cell phone, but he didn't expect to hear it at this time.

"You still have to go?" He was so shocked that he hugged Yu Yicheng tightly, his voice was a little hoarse, but he pulled out a rising tune, "Today is only the second day of the new year!"

"Not far," the man hurriedly embraced back, coaxing in a low voice, "It's in the building of Wen Ling's studio, I'll go and come back quickly."

"Who else?"

"Colleagues are also friends," Yu Yicheng answered quickly, "Last time he asked you to pick me up."

Well, that's okay.

"Why do you want to go to the second day of junior high school?" His heart was inexplicably relaxed a little, but he was quite reluctant, "How can you be so busy?"

Yu Yicheng was taken aback.

Xie Qi's beautiful eyes stared straight at him.

Unlike before, when he glanced at him, he had to half-cover his emotions, pretending to hide his thoughts, and now the squeamishness on Xie Qi's face almost overflowed.

Very annoying.

Isn't this trying to seduce his soul?

The young man didn't have this cognition, seeing that he didn't speak, he gave him a hard twist.

"The main reason is that he has an urgent matter to go to other places. We planned to finish it a year ago," Yu Yicheng explained vaguely, "but...something went wrong at that time, and everyone was busy at the end of the year, so this matter was put on hold until the next year. .”

Xie Qi's face became quiet.

Yu Yicheng didn't say what the problem was, he could see it clearly.

After all, it was because of him that he delayed the business.

"Then you should come back earlier." His voice was a little weaker than before, and a little soft, "I'll make you dinner."

Yu Yicheng returned him a farewell kiss.

He watched his new boyfriend leave and looked around again.

The windows are clear and clean, simple and bright. There is a rattan hanging chair in the corner of the living room, and a long wooden cabinet next to the dining room. There are tea leaves and lemon slices in it. Enough for him to drink for a season in turn.

A small bay window was set up alone to put his small potted plants, and the calendar on the blackboard had changed another month.

Everything in the studio is quite familiar, probably because Yu Yicheng took over the job of arranging the drawing papers for him earlier, and he found all kinds of tools for himself with ease.

The painting that he didn't allow Yu Yicheng to see was also well wrapped, with a small note on it: "I didn't take it apart for a look. ——Yu."

He happily sat down and continued to polish.

Just a little bit off the tail.

As usual, he immersed himself in it from noon to dusk.

It was almost five o'clock, and Yu Yicheng finally had time to send him a message:

"It will be finished at about six o'clock, don't wait for me to eat [kiss] [kiss]"

This man usually chats with him in a serious manner, and has never used such a little yellow face expression.

He couldn't stop smiling.

The rain had stopped long ago.

The clouds outside the window showed a strange purple powder, layered on top of each other, and gradually blurred.

Quite magnificent.

He seriously took a picture of the sky outside the window for Yu Yicheng:

"Wait there for me to come over."

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