Old attack him, flirting and cowardly

"uncle..."

The smell around the tip of the nose is the unique scent of men, the smell of pine wood mixed with the smell of alcohol, and a touch of nicotine. Bai Yiming was caught in the arms of the man and couldn't move, a little at a loss.

"Yiming." The man's voice was magnetic yet sexy, and the deliberately low voice was extremely provocative. He hugged the young man in his arms tightly, as if he possessed a rare treasure, "You are here to find uncle, uncle misses you very much. "

Miss you...

The simple two words reached Bai Yiming's ears, and there was only heavy happiness.

He couldn't help the tip of his nose sore, his hands were still on the man's waist, and his voice was a little bit of aggrieved crying: "I know, I know..."

He buried his face in the man's fiery chest, feeling the heat from the man's body, and he also warmed up a little bit.

It's not that he has never been hugged by his uncle. When he was a child, he was often hugged and played in his arms. Later, when he grew up, his uncle obviously kept a certain distance from him. This made him sad for a long time, but he could understand this alienation.

Wen Jingyu likes men, so he keeps a distance from him.

He was unhappy, but also very grateful.

"Uncle," he called in a low voice, his tone deliberately soft, with a bit of coquettishness and complaints, and then lifted his face from the man's chest. In the darkness, he was close to the man's bright eyes, and his heart throbbed, "Why should Avoid me, if I don't look for you, how long will you hide?"

"I'm avoiding you?" Wen Jingyu lowered his head and put his forehead against his, and the breaths of the two blended together instantly, "Idiot, I dare not, dare not see you."

"Why?" Bai Yiming resisted the reaction of blushing and beating legs, and dared to look directly into the man's dark and shiny eyes.

"Because...uncle is afraid that he can't help but hurt you."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Jingyu changed completely. It seemed that there was a ferocious beast hidden under that body, and he completely lost his usual gentleness and seriousness. Bai Yiming was the prey in his eyes.

The young man is afraid and nervous, but more eager. Looking at such an uncle, he is extremely looking forward to what will happen next.

"Uncle, are you drunk...uh..."

He was pulled back into his arms by Wen Jingyu, the opponent's hand was extremely strong, clasped the back of his head, and pressed down his fiery lips that smelled of alcohol without warning, perfectly blocking what he wanted to say next.

"Hmm..." Bai Yiming snorted, the suffocation in his throat, and the beating heart in his chest all made him feel difficult to breathe.

Wen Jingyu was kissing him.

Realizing this, Bai Yiming's whole body warmed up rapidly, and he opened his lips to welcome the man's exploration. Without skills and experience, he could only respond clumsily, and was soon dizzy from being kissed.

Wen Jingyu's kiss was domineering, eager at first, but after he showed discomfort, he gradually became gentle and began to savor it carefully, but no matter what kind of attack it was, it was enough to make Bai Yiming dizzy.

"Uncle..." Bai Yiming seized the gap and subconsciously wanted to call the man's name.

The next second, the reddish lips were held in the mouth again, unable to speak.

Happiness came so suddenly, he never thought that there would be a surprise tonight.He came to Wen Jingyu to ask about the lion, about his leg injury, and by the way, to settle accounts and accuse the man for deliberately avoiding him, but he didn't expect that he was hugged and kissed by the man as soon as he entered the door.

As he kissed, he gradually forgot everything, his eyes, heart, and senses all belonged to one person.

At some point, he was carried into the bedroom by Wen Jingyu in a trance, and they both lay on the big bed in the hotel.When his back touched the soft bedding, his consciousness returned a little.

He glanced left and right, and knowing his current situation, the temperature of his face rose to a higher level. He tightly grasped the hem of the man's clothes with both hands, gasped slightly, and looked nervously at the man turned into a wolf above. .

"Uncle, I..."

Bai Yiming was hot all over, couldn't control his heartbeat, and couldn't even speak fluently. He obviously had a lot to say, but he couldn't remember a word when it came to his mouth.

He only had Wen Jingyu in his eyes, and nothing else was important.

The man leaned down, pressed his waist with one hand, and put the other hand on the top of his head, getting closer and closer, with a terrifying sense of oppression, but compared to fear, Bai Yiming was more excited and excited. expect.

Wen Jingyu's warm lips fell down again, and he kissed him from the forehead.

The thin kisses spread from the forehead all the way to the collarbone, and the man asked him while kissing: "Yiming, do you miss Uncle?"

Bai Yiming responded without hesitation: "Yes."

He looked at each other, his eyes were shining.

"Do you like Uncle?" Wen Jingyu raised his face, his handsome face was exposed under the dim light, and his eyes reflected a radiant light, which was extremely gorgeous, "Tuanzi, do you really like Uncle? Will you not like him one day? uncle."

"No!" Bai Yiming became anxious, and took the initiative to put his arms around the man's neck, "I will always like Uncle, I like you, this is a fact that no one can change, please believe me."

As if to prove it, he raised his upper body, hugged the man's neck and kissed him, kissing the man's side face and neck, feeling a little uncontrollable.

His initiative further aroused the beast hidden in Wen Jingyu's body. Almost at the same time, he was pushed back to his original position by the man, and those hands unceremoniously fanned the flames on him.

Bai Yiming buried his face on the pillow, only showing two red ears, shaking his shoulders slightly, feeling the residual warmth left by the man on him.

Suddenly, the heat that was applied to his body receded, and a chill came over him.Bai Yiming opened his eyes in puzzlement, and slowly turned his head to look at the man above.

Wen Jingyu frowned, his eyes were blurred, his tone was a little uncertain, and he was a little flustered: "Yiming?" Then he shook his head slowly, "No, it's really Yiming..."

"uncle."

Bai Yiming stretched out his hand to hold Wen Jingyu's wrist. He was afraid that the other party would regret it, so his body regained strength instantly after being kissed softly. He suddenly got up and hugged the man's waist, wrapping around the man's body like an octopus.

"Don't go..." He flinched a little, and squeezed hard into the man's arms, not daring to let go of his hands, his eyes were wet and extremely cute, "I'm ready, uncle, don't go, don't abandon me."

If this is not enough, then it is really not a man.

Wen Jingyu had been abstinent for many years, and he couldn't stand Bai Yiming's teasing at all, and the only sliver of reason left in his mind was torn apart by the young man's persuasion.He hugged the man and fell back on the bed, dragging the young man's head with one hand, forcing him to bear his wet kiss.

This time the kiss was different from the first time, it was less comforting and gentle, more possessive and plundering, and it was so fierce that it was unbearable.

Especially Bai Yiming, a fledgling and inexperienced Xiaobai, who was soon softened by the kiss, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

In the evening, Wen Jingyu was toasted a few glasses of wine by several bosses in turn. As usual, his drinking capacity is not bad, but it may have something to do with his mood. Many troubles are on his mind, which caused him to get drunk faster this time. There were bursts of pain in the knee of the right leg, and I had to go back to the room to rest early.

He was drunk, but not irrational.

He hugged the young man in his arms, and left his mark on that young body. He really wanted to abandon everything and follow his inner desires, but his subconscious kept reminding him that no matter what, he could not hurt Bai. Yiming.

So he embraced the young man and kissed passionately, but he was not willing to make it to the end.

Bai Yiming didn't know how to please the man, he was always on the passive side, and could only follow his uncle's rhythm. In the end, he hugged his uncle's arm tightly and fell into a drowsy sleep.

The next morning, Bai Yiming woke up first.

He stretched slightly, and his arm touched the warm and firm chest, which frightened him to freeze his body immediately, and then slowly opened his eyes.

All he could see was his uncle's peerless face, so close at hand.

Bai Yiming blushed completely, and looked away a little ashamedly, and then quietly moved his leg away from the opponent's thigh.

After a few seconds, his eyes returned to the man's face. The man's breathing was light and regular, and he was still in a deep sleep. He unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, staring at the man's sleeping face with silly joy.

This picture is timeless and unforgettable.

Looking at it, he suddenly thought of something, became serious for a second, and stretched his hand into the bed and looked down.

He wanted to touch Wen Jingyu's right leg to see if it was really injured, but when he touched Wen Jingyu's warm skin, he withdrew his hand timidly.

I was wearing a set of simple pajamas, but my uncle didn't wear anything, in case I touched something that shouldn't be emmm...

Bai Yiming pursed his lips and snickered, he didn't dare to peek when he lifted the quilt, turned over and got out of bed lightly like a coward, didn't dare to put on his slippers, walked out with bare feet and turned his head twice.

It wasn't until he walked out of the bedroom that he dared to breathe heavily.

He leaned against the door panel, clutching his "thumping" little heart, and slowly pulled out a satisfied smile from the corner of his mouth.

He and his uncle had a lot of intimate behaviors last night, so it's time to be together as a matter of course. In just a few minutes, he has already created many warm pictures in his mind and started to celebrate in advance.

What a night.

An hour later, Wen Jingyu in the bedroom woke up slowly.

After a night of hangover, the man felt a slight headache. He rubbed his brows and sat up. He quickly noticed something strange about his body. Even the smell around him was full of charm.

He glanced around the room to make sure he was alone, and memories of last night flooded back.

Maybe it was because he missed him too much, he seemed to see Bai Yiming, drunk, he took him into his arms, kissed him forcefully regardless of the other person's wishes, and even carried him into the bedroom, and finally forced him to help relieve him.

Thinking of this, Wen Jingyu's complexion changed slightly, his pretty eyebrows were furrowed, and his heart was pounding. The feeling of kissing and touching was too real. Could it be that he hugged someone else last night?

Before he had time to recall more details, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open gently from the outside.

He looked up, narrowing his eyes warily.

Bai Yiming had already changed into clean clothes, and stood at the door with a tall and thin figure, with a faint blush on his face, and showed him a shy and cute smile: "Uncle, you are awake, good morning."

"Yiming?" Wen Jingyu's complexion changed suddenly, from black to white, quite colorful.

How he wished he was dazzled.

Bai Yiming nodded slightly, seeing him sitting up and sliding down the quilt, exposing his bare chest, he was a little shy: "I ordered breakfast, and I'll wait for uncle to come with me."

After speaking, Bai Yiming turned around and walked away.

Because the action was too hasty, there was a loud noise when the door was closed, just like a door slamming.

Wen Jingyu had no time to take care of it, his face became more and more ugly, he looked out of the window, the sky was clear, but he felt that he was split in two by lightning.

He actually kissed and hugged the dumpling, this is the dumpling that grew up beside him.He pinched his eyebrows, wishing he could slap himself twice, and cursed secretly as a "beast".

After hastily washing up, and casually putting on clothes, Wen Jingyu hurried out of the bedroom.

In the dining room of the suite, Bai Yiming sat on the dining chair with his back straight, with an honest face, his hands on his lap, and a very well-behaved sitting posture. He was waiting for a man to eat together. He always held a respect for Wen Jingyu.

Wen Jingyu stepped a little hurriedly, walked straight towards him, grabbed his arm, and said nervously: "Yiming, stand up."

Now as soon as the man approaches, Bai Yiming can't help but think back to the intimate moment last night. After all, he is an inexperienced boy who is hugged and hugged by someone he has admired for a long time, so he blushes naturally. Standing up a little at a loss, he asked blankly, "Uncle, what's the matter."

Wen Jingyu observed his body from top to bottom, his eyes were filled with regret and self-blame, "Do you feel any discomfort?"

"No..." Bai Yiming's face was so red that he had to lower his head to cover it up, "I'm not uncomfortable."

Wen Jingyu was worried, and wanted to say that I would take a look when his pants were off, but when his eyes met the shy eyes of the young man, he changed the subject in time: "Really? Uncle last night...was a beast, and the attack was neither serious nor serious. Yes, if you feel uncomfortable, you must tell it, don't be embarrassed with uncle."

Bai Yiming still shook his head, but subconsciously moved his legs together.

He has sensitive skin. After waking up in the morning, the base of his thighs was red, and he felt a burning pain when he walked, but it was not serious, and this gave him great satisfaction in his heart.

"No discomfort," he shook his head firmly, "don't worry, uncle."

Wen Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he did not make it to the end last night, and soon saw the faint hickey on the neckline of the young man, and almost shed tears of regret, "Yiming, uncle drank a little too much last night, lost his mind, sorry."

"Don't tell me you're sorry." Bai Yiming was most afraid of him saying these three words.

Wen Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then caressed the young man's cheek, pampered, helpless, and a bit reproachful, and said: "Next time, you must know how to say no, you know?"

Bai Yiming lowered his eyelashes, pursed his slightly swollen red lips, and said in a clear and pleasant voice, "If it was someone else, of course I would refuse, just because this person is an uncle, I am willing."

Simple three words trump everything.

Wen Jingyu's heart was moved, and he couldn't bear the emotion that surged in his body anymore. He couldn't help but embraced the young man in his arms. At this moment, everything in the world was left behind by him, and he was willing to follow the young man. sink together.

"Uncle..." Bai Yiming hugged him back forcefully, his excitement beyond words, "Can we... can we..."

"Tuanzi," Wen Jingyu lifted the young man's chin, his soft eyes were full of tenderness and long-suppressed affection, "Uncle has always wanted to tell you, but he never had the chance. You are right, I am a coward and a hypocrite, I only dare to think but dare not do it, last night..."

What he said was full of emotion, and Bai Yiming listened carefully. At the critical moment, a series of phone rings came from the bedroom, interrupting their conversation.

"Hey, wait a minute." Wen Jingyu stroked Bai Yiming's hair, resisting the urge to kiss, and said softly, "Uncle, go answer the phone first, and be back soon."

Bai Yiming responded obediently: "Okay."

Wen Jingyu turned around and approached the bedroom, followed the source of the sound, and quickly found the mobile phone by the bedside. When he saw the word "sister-in-law" displayed on the screen, his expression changed and his eyes dimmed.

Without hesitation, he pressed the green button to answer: "Sister-in-law."

Zhao Wantong's voice without warmth came immediately: "Jingyu, is Yiming by your side?"

Plain and simple, straight to the point.

This has always been Zhao Wantong's style of handling things, and hearing the cold tone, it seems that he is not light.

Wen Jingyu responded calmly: "Yes, Tuanzi is by my side."

"He was with you last night?" Zhao Wantong asked.

Wen Jingyu slightly exerted his hand holding the phone, and said softly, "That's right, Yiming came to see me, it was too late, so he stayed and rested."

"Jingyu, tell your sister-in-law the truth today, what exactly do you mean?"

"Sister-in-law, I've been looking for a chance to confess to you and Brother Cheng." Wen Jingyu turned his back and looked towards the door of the bedroom. The three words the young man just said to him repeated in his mind, so he made up his mind:

"I am sincere to Yiming, and Yiming also likes me very much. I believe that Yiming is not lying. He is not an impulsive child. I hope..."

"You also know that he is a child?" Zhao Wantong interrupted the process of confiding his heart, "Jingyu, don't say anything later, so as not to hurt everyone's harmony."

Wen Jingyu's handsome face gradually became serious, and he didn't answer.

Zhao Wantong took a deep breath and continued: "Jingyu, ask yourself, we all grew up in the same compound, how old were you when I grew up with Yu, and I have always regarded you as my own brother. After so many years, you and I are brothers How did you say no to you?"

Thinking of the past, Zhao Wantong felt a lot of feelings accumulated in her heart, and her attitude gradually softened, even pleading: "Yimingcai, the college entrance examination will be in a few months, he is not sensible, don't you? ?"

"Sister-in-law..." Wen Jingyu wanted to explain.

Zhao Wantong didn't want to talk to him more, so she resorted to her trump card: "Even if my sister-in-law begs you, let Yiming go."

Wen Jingyu's eyes froze slightly, and there were bursts of unspeakable pain in his right leg. He moved his feet and almost lost his footing.

After a long time, he replied to the phone: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll send Yiming back right away."

Wen Jingyu came out of the bedroom with his cell phone and coat.

Bai Yiming had eaten breakfast, and stood in the living room waiting for him, like a little daughter-in-law. Seeing him coming out with his jacket and backpack in his hand, his heart sank.

Even the smile on his lips gradually faded away, and he just stared at the man intently, which seemed a bit unclear.

Wen Jingyu showed a familiar gentle smile, and passed the coat in his hand to the person, "Yiming, put on the clothes, and I will take you home."

Is this going back?

Don't continue to confess?

For a moment, Bai Yiming had countless doubts and wanted to ask, and his eyes were quickly filled with grievances. He habitually bit his lower lip, did not reach out to pick up his clothes, and just asked blankly: "The last day of the holiday, can you accompany me?" me?"

Seeing such a young man, Wen Jingyu's heart was twisted into a ball, and Yu Xin couldn't bear to look away, and his tone was light and natural: "The company has something to do, uncle will accompany you another day."

Bai Yiming's eyes were subtle, and unexpectedly he didn't speak up, nor did he show anger, but his expression was obviously much more lonely than before, as if lost.

After getting in the car, Wen Jingyu sent the driver away, drove him off in person, and helped Bai Yiming fasten his seat belt as usual, after making sure that there were no potential safety hazards, he started the car and turned out of the hotel.

The whole journey was silent, and the atmosphere in the car was extremely quiet.

At the beginning, Wen Jingyu would take the initiative to stir up the topic and chat a few words casually, but Bai Yiming's attitude was lukewarm, except for "um" and "oh", and he didn't say anything superfluous.

Wen Jingyu's heart tightened, but there was nothing he could do.

It wasn't until the car drove into the Bai family compound that Bai Yiming made any movement. He unfastened his seat belt, turned sideways and looked directly at the man with a questioning look in his eyes: "Uncle, did my dad call you again?" .”

Wen Jingyu thought to himself, this time it's your mother, she is much more ruthless than your father, her tricks are deadly, and every word is heart-piercing.

"Speak." Seeing that the man was silent, Bai Yiming asked, his tone a little anxious.

A dark light flashed in Wen Jingyu's eyes, slightly bitter, and he reached out to rub the young man's hair, "No, don't think about it."

Bai Yiming turned his head to avoid it, and said in an affirmative tone: "You like me."

As soon as these words came out, the emotions in Wen Jingyu's eyes surged and he tried his best to suppress them, unable to utter a word to deny them.

"You called my name last night." Thinking of the scene of the two giving each other warmth, Bai Yiming's eyes turned slightly red.

Wen Jingyu revealed a look of guilt, and finally said: "Yiming, I was an asshole last night, you can punish me however you want, as long as..."

"Uncle, you kissed me."

Bai Yiming's dark eyes showed obvious inquiry, and he didn't want to give people a chance to escape. He said bluntly: "This is the truth."

If Wen Jingyu is not forced to make a decision now, he has a premonition that it will be a long time before they meet after this separation.

Wen Jingyu pressed his hands tightly on the steering wheel, his expression became serious and complicated, deeply hiding helplessness and reluctance.

Zhao Wantong's words echoed in his ears all the time.

Children are ignorant, so are people in their thirties also ignorant?

That's right, he can't be willful with Bai Yiming.

He pondered, his eyes gradually darkened, and then he turned his head to look at Bai Yiming, his voice was still soft: "Study hard, and you will meet better people in the future."

After doing that kind of thing to Bai Yiming, he had to say unfeeling words. In fact, he felt sadder than anyone else.

Whether he was facing Bai Yucheng or Bai Yiming, he felt that he was really terrible. He was sorry for his good friend, and even more sorry for Yiming.

Hearing his answer, the young man's fair face flushed with anger.If it wasn't for that phone call, perhaps their status quo would not have confronted each other in this small compartment.

Bai Yiming didn't back down, caught Wen Jingyu and asked frantically: "Uncle, as long as you say you don't like me, just say a word, I promise, I won't pester you again in the future."

Wen Jingyu really couldn't say such words against his will. He almost stretched out his hand to grab the young man's arm, but returned to his senses in a flash, and chose to respond with silence.Every time he was harassed by Bai Yiming, he was helpless, his emotions almost lost control, and his concentration weakened a lot as before.

Silence means denial.

Bai Yiming had mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't describe whether he was happier or more angry. He opened the car door abruptly, and before getting out of the car, he said: "Coward!"

The coward didn't make a sound to persuade him to stay, but just stared at his back for a long time unable to regain his senses.

Bai Yiming knew in his heart that the reason why Wen Jingyu rejected him was nothing more than Bai Yucheng and Zhao Wantong's interference, and it would be uncomfortable for anyone to be caught in the middle.He understood some truths, but he still couldn't help getting angry at Wen Jingyu, always feeling that he was not as important as his parents in his uncle's heart.

Of course, he also understands that this kind of comparison is naive, but he doesn't care, he is willing to be a naive person, he just wants to be the most special existence in Wen Jingyu's world.

Stepping into the living room of Bai's house, Bai Yiming's pace slowed down a little, and he concentrated on seeing Zhao Wantong who was sitting in the hall waiting for someone.

He instantly understood that the caller was not Bai Yucheng, but Zhao Wantong.As expected, his mother was more capable than his father, and could make his uncle say "you will meet someone better".

The eyes of the mother and son met in the air. The young man in front of him was fair and tall and thin, with handsome features and red eye circles. He seemed to have suffered a lot.

Others don't know, but Zhao Wantong knows what Bai Yiming has just experienced better than anyone else.

There was no guilt on the young man's face for doing anything wrong. He met his mother's questioning gaze and said softly: "The phone ran out of battery last night, because I forgot to charge it because I was busy, and I didn't call home to report that I was safe. I'm sorry, let me You and Dad are worried."

Zhao Wantong held the water glass in his hand, rubbed the rim of the glass lightly with his thumb, and said solemnly: "It's good to be back, let's go to rest first."

Bai Yiming didn't move, and looked like he still had something to say.

Zhao Wantong looked up at him, waiting for his next words.

His eyes were clear, like a young man ignorant of the world, and his voice was very soft: "I separated from my uncle."

Zhao Wantong's eyes flickered, but he hesitated to speak.

Bai Yiming continued: "I still love him very much."

Hearing this, Zhao Wantong became emotional instantly, she stood up abruptly, almost dropped the water glass in her hand on the floor, her hands trembling in anger, showing an extremely dissatisfied expression: "How old are you, do you know what is love? What you say about your liking and love to your Uncle Wen now is irresponsible to the two of you, can you guarantee that ten years later, you will still have the courage to say such words."

Bai Yiming's pupils shrank slightly, and he retorted in a calm tone: "You and your dad fell in love at the age of 17, and gave birth to me at the age of 21. The wedding was held in advance before the legal marriage age. It was questioned by many people at the beginning, but when you arrived I'm not divorced now, isn't this love?"

"..." Zhao Wantong was speechless, her eyes widened, she wanted to curse a few words, but held back, she really didn't have the confidence.

Bai Yiming's emotions surged, he tried his best to suppress this feeling so that he didn't let himself cry on the spot, "Why don't you believe me, think I'm just a whim, just today, uncle finally believed me, but because of your phone call , The dream that made me wait for three years was broken, and I was only two sentences away, can you understand my mood?"

As he spoke, he sniffed, his chest was stuffy with sadness, and he lowered his head, as if talking to himself: "You can't understand, you and Dad never cared about my feelings, you just think I have no thoughts I am a puppet, I take it for granted that your arrangement is the most correct, but I am just an immature child."

"Yiming, don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Wantong stepped closer to him, and when her eyes touched his red eyes, she unconsciously softened her attitude, "No one in this world loves you more than your parents, I and Your father is afraid that you will regret it. In the end, not only will you be sad, but it will also... also delay Jingyu. After all, he is 15 years older than you, so it is not easy to find a partner."

"It won't be delayed." The gloom on Bai Yiming's face dissipated in a second, and his withered heart came alive again, showing a bit of joy, "I know what you are worried about. You are afraid that I will dump uncle in the future. , are you stuck in the middle, right?"

"......" Zhao Wantong patted him on the shoulder angrily, "I didn't say that, you are not suitable anyway."

Bai Yiming smiled honestly, showing his neat and white teeth: "No, uncle is my male god, and it's too late for me to love him."

"You..." Zhao Wantong was stunned by his bold speech, "Shut up, it's full of nonsense."

Bai Yiming withdrew his smile, slowly lowered his eyelashes, and said in a serious tone: "Please believe me, believe me and uncle, we will be happy together, how good he is to me, you and dad know better than anyone else .”

He began to learn to buy people's hearts, his expression was much more attentive than before, and he didn't want to break up with his parents from the bottom of his heart.

This is not over yet, seeing his mother moved slightly, he took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Mom, wouldn't it be good to have an uncle to take care of me, or I will take care of my uncle, I am now an adult, and I have the ability to take responsibility for what I have said , I said that loving uncle is not a joke, just like you love your father. In order to be with him, it didn’t work for grandpa to kill you. I have always admired you. You have arranged everything about the housework, and you are generous and kind, you are my role model."

His rainbow fart is sudden and appropriate.

Zhao Wantong chose this way, with a slightly awkward expression on her face. After a moment of silence, she sighed quietly: "Anyway, you have to focus on your studies now. As for you and... the college entrance examination is over, let's talk about it."

Bai Yiming's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Mom!"

"What are you thanking me for?" Zhao Wantong pushed and shoved resentfully, and said with a cold face, "I didn't agree, don't be too happy, your father will find out, and you will use a knife to chop people."

Speaking of this, Bai Yiming tugged at his collar wanting to hide it, for fear that the hickey on his neck would be discovered.Seeing that his mother's attitude had softened, he didn't take his father seriously at all. After so many years, if he still hasn't figured out who is the head of the family, it would be a waste of time.

Don't look at how fierce Bai Yucheng looks like outside, but when he returns home to face Zhao Wantong, he is a little sheep in wolf's clothing. How dare his wife talk back.

Bai Yiming smiled secretly in his heart, and obediently promised on his face: "Mom, I assure you that I will not see my uncle again before the college entrance examination. I will work hard to get a good grade in the exam, and I will not let you and my father down."

Regarding his studies, Bai Yiming never let his parents worry about him. He has always been a good boy who studies hard. His grades in all subjects are top-notch, and he is a role model for his peers.

Zhao Wantong didn't want to talk too much, and waved her hands irritably: "You go upstairs to practice the piano first."

Bai Yiming responded very quickly, tightened his collar, and trotted upstairs.

Looking at the young man in the mirror, Bai Yiming felt that he was a shocking infatuation.

His cheeks are slightly red now, and his upper body is bare. His fair skin is covered with bruises, which spread from the collarbone all the way down to the lower abdomen.

His beloved uncle kissed him with the strength of wine, and after such an intimate act, he almost hugged him and confessed his love, but unfortunately, his mother beat him back to his original shape in half.

After the kiss, he had the heart to say such decisive words to reject him. Apart from being angry and sad, he still had a little understanding of his uncle.

Bai Yiming smiled at himself in the mirror and pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and said silently with his mouth: He also said that he is not an infatuated species, and this time he can't easily forgive him no matter what he says.

Anyway, he wants to prove that he is more important than anyone else in Wen Jingyu's heart, even his parents can't compare.

After he came back, Bai Yiming took a shower in the bedroom first, and deliberately changed into an old shirt, just to cover up the ambiguous hickey marks. He walked upstairs and downstairs twice, but he didn't see Bai Yucheng and Zhao Wantong. After asking the servants at home, I found out that the couple had gone to the group meeting.

There was nothing to do in the afternoon, Bai Yiming stayed in the piano room for several hours to pass the time, and in the evening he turned out his textbooks to review his homework.

At night, he lay on the bed, staring at the dialog box displayed on the phone screen, couldn't help but smile secretly.

As expected, Wen Jingyu couldn't bear it for a day, and immediately ordered Yang Wenze to contact him, and asked him how he was feeling and what he had done that day.

Bai Yiming was a little happy, but also a little angry.I am happy because my uncle will never leave him behind, and I am angry because my uncle dare not call him personally and can only convey the situation through his subordinates.

In fact, Yang Wenze couldn't figure out what happened to the uncle and nephew. He was a bit confused, so he could only follow the instructions of the leader. If the other party said something, he would type a line in the dialog box and send it to Bai Yiming.

After Bai Yiming received it, he answered the question politely, avoiding the most important and taking the lightest, and acted sluggishly, deliberately making the man on the other end anxious.

Yang Wenze asked him: [Master Xiaobai, are you in a bad mood? 】

Bai Yiming replied: [Very good. 】

If it is really good, according to Bai Yiming's temperament, he will definitely reply with a long list, so short is obviously perfunctory.

Yang Wenze continued to inquire: [School starts now, did you practice the piano today? 】

Bai Yiming thought for a while and decided to lie: [No, I was too tired last night, I didn't sleep much all night, I just want to catch up on sleep during the day. 】

Yang Wenze handed the mobile phone in front of Wen Jingyu, with an unclear expression and a serious tone, acting obediently as an emotionless intercom: "Mr. Wen, Master Xiaobai was tired from playing for some reason last night. Should be fine."

Others don't know, but Wen Jingyu definitely knows.

But he is an old fried dough stick, and he has long practiced the ability to hide his emotions and anger. Even though there are ripples in his heart, he calmly nodded and said: "Well, don't forget to buy a crispy duck to send to the dumplings tomorrow." .”

"Okay." Yang Wenze readily agreed.

the other side.Bai Yiming replied good night, then hid the phone under the pillow, closed his eyes and started to feel sleepy, and after falling into darkness, Wen Jingyu's face naturally dangled in his mind.

He bit his lip, and slowly extended his hand to the base of his thigh, where the skin was still a little red, which probably won't go away for a while.

Uncle is so bad, and so... so lewd.

Memories of last night kept coming up, his body was full of flavors, and he couldn't help getting hotter. While thinking about Wen Jingyu's face, he felt the changes in his body.

Gradually, Bai Yiming hugged the quilt and fell asleep.

In the bright and clear autumn, the energetic students ushered in the beginning of school.

The students in Class [-], Grade [-] sit in a row.

After two classes, the teacher leaves time for self-study.Su Cheng's voice was always unique and sonorous amidst the small commotion. She moved to Bai Yiming's side, temporarily changed seats with the classmate next to her, and asked her friend, "Baby, how about going out to play at night together?"

Bai Yiming kept his eyes on the subject, focused on the subject, and said softly: "Not tonight, I have to practice the piano when I go back, and I still have a few math problems to solve."

Su Cheng's admiration was capitalized: "You are still in the mood to solve the problem?"

"What's the matter?" Bai Yiming tilted his head, unknowingly cute, "Why am I not in the mood?"

Thinking back carefully, everything has been going smoothly since I entered school in the morning.

Su Cheng was thinking on the other hand, and said in surprise: "It doesn't look like a person who has lost love at all."

"Eh..." Bai Yiming showed a puzzled expression, "What does breaking up in love have to do with solving problems?"

To him, these are completely different things. Learning and love can coexist in his world, just like eating. Could it be that he doesn't eat when he quarrels with his uncle?

He ate the crispy duck delivered yesterday