waiting for dawn

Zhang Tuming had always been stingy in complimenting Qin Liming, and it was rare to speak lightly, so Qin Liming was stunned.

"What are you looking at?" Zhang Tuming poured a basin of cold water on his head, "It's not about you, it's just about your mole."

This is just like Zhang Tuming's usual speaking style. Qin Liming smiled wryly in his heart. He tried his best to look up, and happened to meet Zhang Tuming's eyes. Of course, it was Qin Liming who avoided his gaze first, and he was dizzy. The burn seems to be getting worse.

Fortunately, Zhang Tuming didn't continue to tease him, and even helped him fasten the buttons back one by one, but flung him lightly, "Don't wear low-necked clothes from now on."

Qin Liming instinctively asked, "Why?"

He wouldn't wear too thin in winter, but in summer, he couldn't be allowed to wear a turtleneck sweater in summer.

Zhang Tuming didn't bother to answer him, just poked his forehead again, "Don't go to work tomorrow."

This time Qin Liming returned rather quickly, "No."

Zhang Tuming snorted coldly, Qin Liming held the corner of the quilt, and wanted to explain a few words to him, although this job is a bit hard, the pay is not bad, not to mention that he has an appointment with other clients tomorrow.But when he said it like this, he seemed to be complaining for no reason, so he just opened his mouth and choked out a sentence, "Tu Ming go to bed early."

Zhang Tuming ignored him, but it was impossible to fall asleep right away. He played the game until midnight. Although the sound had been turned down to the minimum, there were still some rustling noises. Qin Liming's nerves were always in a state of high tension. It was also difficult to fall asleep.

It wasn't until Zhang Tuming turned off the bedside lamp with a "snap" that Qin Liming breathed a sigh of relief, and the mattress beside him sank, and Zhang Tuming lay down with his back facing him. .

Qin Liming breathed a sigh of relief again. He shrank back towards the bed, trying to leave most of the bed for Zhang Tuming, but the feeling of lying next to someone was always different. If the first two times can still be interpreted as He did it unintentionally, so this time, wouldn't it be a mistake?

"I know you haven't slept yet." Zhang Tuming's voice came over lightly, "How can you fall asleep?"

Qin Liming buried his entire face in the bed, and he simply pretended to be asleep. The person next to him turned over, and the smell of shampoo mixed with shower gel was also passed on. They were all using the same bottle. On Tu Ming's body, it was refreshing and smelling a lot better for no reason.

Zhang Tuming didn't touch him, just asked, "Have you made love?"

Qin Liming held his breath, as if there were tens of thousands of ants crawling all over his body. He was old-fashioned, but he never thought that sex was a taboo that couldn't be mentioned, but no one had ever thrown such a question at him so bluntly. Although it was a question on the face, it was also difficult to speak.

Zhang Tuming was behind him, as if waiting for his answer, every second was a torment.

Zhang Tuming said again: "I thought about it, and it's not impossible, I just need to be more careful."

That must not work, Qin Liming thought in his heart.

"Do it?"

Pretending to sleep to the end, Qin Liming cleared his throat, and the words he spit out were also dry, "Don't."

"Aren't you asleep?" There was a teasing chuckle from behind, "Qin Liming, you are just short of time."

Qin Liming sniffed. He was a man, not a woman, and he didn't even have suitable organs. After thinking about it, he still didn't want to admit that Zhang Tuming was humiliating him.

There was a sense of oppression at the waist, and it was Zhang Tuming's arm that was heavily lifted up. "Tu Ming..." Qin Liming's voice was also low, "Don't say that about me."

"Cried?"

Rubbing his cheeks with his big hands, it probably disappointed Zhang Tuming. Qin Liming was not a person who would shed tears anytime and anywhere.

Zhang Tuming always seemed to like to see him cry, to see him cry, to see him beg for mercy, to see his pitiful appearance, and Qin Liming could vaguely feel it, as if it was a bad taste like teasing a pet.

Moving his hands back to his waist again, Zhang Tuming tightened his arms a little, "Qin Liming, you are too thin, you are holding your hands."

Hugging a pillow won't hurt your hands...

"It's not comfortable to plug it in." Zhang Tuming added.

"you?"

"I still like to be sick, like to think about things, and don't let me play games."

The anger that Qin Liming had accumulated with great difficulty soon collapsed, and his thoughts also subconsciously went astray, "I didn't stop you from playing games."

"Okay, shut up." Zhang Tuoming let go of him, "Now go to bed."

Qin Liming overslept the next morning.

This is very rare in his regular life. He slept until after eight o'clock, which was already completely late.

Zhang Tuming's hand got under his clothes at some point, and of course Qin Liming had no time to take care of it, so he carefully removed his hand and got up.

After washing up in a hurry, I didn't have time to eat, but I managed to find some time to help Zhang Tuming warm up two buns, and left him a post-it note by the way.

When he arrived at the company, he was almost an hour late and missed the morning meeting, but the manager didn't blame him, presumably because of the business deal that was negotiated yesterday.

Thinking of this, Qin Liming had another headache. What the manager didn't know was that Fan Tao had been completely offended by him... Qin Liming was hesitating whether to mention it tactfully, but the manager asked: "Liming, are you okay? ?”

"Ah, it's all right..."

The manager pointed at his neck vaguely, "Are you really all right?"

Qin Liming realized it all at once, because he was in a hurry to go out, he seemed to have forgotten to wear a scarf, and he was not wearing a high-necked underwear, but the hickey is an extremely stubborn thing, and it is difficult to get rid of it within a week have to go down...

And he is white, so this thing is particularly eye-catching.

He couldn't cover it up, and it wasn't Qin Liming's personality to be open and generous, so he was extremely embarrassed and had nowhere to put his hands and feet.

"Liming, has something happened to you recently?"

"This……"

"Did you send Mr. Fan home last night?"

Qin Liming was a little hesitant, and the manager said: "Mr. Fan's family conditions are not ordinary, Liming, if you become prosperous in the future, don't forget our group of old friends, haha..."

Qin Liming heard the meaning behind the words, which is not surprising, because of an unfounded rumor, everyone thinks that he likes men, he can't control everyone's thoughts, even if it is clarified, it seems to be invalid clarification, but Fan Tao...

He really resists someone mixing him with Fan Tao again, and Fan Tao's family background has nothing to do with him, whether it was before or now, Qin Liming never thought of gaining even the slightest benefit from Fan Tao .

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