The love of rebirth of a wealthy family Guan Fengyue

46.at the brow.

Li Siheng was very upset.It's not that he didn't think of Li Zetian coming back to find Hou Jia.However, being able to think about it and actually knowing it are two different things. ,

Rubbing Hou Jia's hair, Li Si Heng whispered in his ear, "Don't you want to go to bed?"

When Li Siheng came in, Hou Yan was half asleep and half awake, but after being disturbed by him, he is now more than half awake.He remembered that Li Zetian was sitting on his bed just now, leaving a pile of cigar shavings at the foot of the bed.Hou Yan couldn't help frowning. ,

Unlike the waywardness he pretended to be when he saw off the guests just now, this time, in front of Li Siheng, Hou Yan really showed his displeasure.It was a pure and undisguised unhappiness, very rare in the waiting years.

Hou Yan's expression said everything, Li Siheng was able to figure out the whole story without him saying anything.The hand that was caressing the top of his head went down, resting on the boy's slender neck.Pulling his powerful fingers together, Li Siheng suddenly hugged the person to his chest.

"Forget it, it's not a problem for you to sleep here." Because of his height, Hou Yan was firmly clasped on Li Siheng's chest. When Li Siheng said this, Hou Yan could feel the swirl in his hair The warm air flow and the slight vibration across Li Si's chest.

For some reason, Hou Jia suddenly blushed.

Have you ever had a moment like this?It's just facing a person, his movements are just ordinary, and you don't have too many other thoughts.However, the burning heat on his cheeks couldn't fade away no matter what.

Because, that is a heartbeat.Just like the flowers will bloom in the warm spring and the fruits will ripen in the autumn, it is natural but precious.

Li Siheng's chest was warm and generous, but the buttons on his shirt felt cool to the touch.As if catching a life-saving straw, Hou Yan carefully touched the button on Li Siheng's chest with his side face.He was really embarrassed, he had always had a carefree temper, and he thought he had been in the *world for many years, but the current situation was something he couldn't deal with calmly no matter what.

With so many *novels and animations, in the end, Hou Yan had to admit that he was still talking on paper.But his opponent seems to be very talented, making it easy for him to throw away his armor and armor in front of him.

I felt Hou Yan's entanglement, but I really didn't expect him to have such complicated thoughts.Li Siheng took a deep breath and felt the lingering smell of cigars in the air.He is not a man who likes to be jealous, and he doesn't think there is anything about Li Zetian's behavior that makes him jealous.

But subconsciously, Li Siheng didn't want Hou Yan to sleep in such a room full of other people's breath.What's more, his little boy really disliked the bed in this room.

Without thinking too much, Li Siheng's other hand went down along Hou Jia's back, clasped the bend of his leg, cooperated with the hand around his neck, slightly contracted the muscles of his waist and abdomen, and easily held Hou Jia's body. Hug up.

Although Hou Yan was also a young man with slender bones, his weight was not enough for Li Siheng who had undergone brutal training.Holding a boy in his eighteenth or nineteenth year, Li Siheng's movements were still very relaxed.

There are still many guest rooms in the Li family, and the housekeeper also orders the waiters to clean them up every day.But Li Siheng still carried him to his room.

It's too early.

When Li Siheng put Hou Jia on his bed, he was thinking of this word.

His bed sheet was darker in color, and the slender boy lay on it, creating a strong visual impact.Li Siheng's breath was suffocated, and he let out some heavy gasps.

Although Hou Yan looked ignorant, Li Siheng's panting made him so nervous that he subconsciously clenched the bed sheet under him.

——Because he is a man no matter what, since he is a man, there are some things that we both know well and don't need to be exposed.

However, Li Siheng's unnaturalness was only for a moment, as he adjusted his breath calmly, and when he met Hou Jia's eyes again, Hou Jia could only see the clarity in each other's eyes.

Li Siheng stretched out a hand and peeled off Hou Jia's shirt.Starting from the hem of his T-shirt, he opened it bit by bit, and then slightly stretched the boy's collar with his hands, and took off the boy's T-shirt.Li Siheng was lucky at the moment, he was very lucky that the boy was not wearing a shirt.

If so, he was really not sure if he could hold it.Probably every man has had this fantasy. The man has just taken a shower and is wearing a white shirt. The shirt may be a bit long, with two slender and white legs protruding from the hem.In such a situation, no matter whether the person is a man or a woman, it should make people feel distracted, right?

In this world, there are very few saints who are devoid of love and desire, but there are many mediocre people who are in love with each other.Li Siheng admitted that he is a mediocre person.When I saw Hou Yan lying on his bed, charming scenes kept flashing in my mind.

However, he didn't think it was a good time.His little boy is still too young, this kind of smallness has nothing to do with age.He once read his young man's previous life word by word, that kind of clean and simple life, so he couldn't bear to draw marks on it.

For Hou Jia, he has always cherished it carefully, so, in the mood of cherishing it, there is no unbearable desire.

The hand with a faint scar ran across Hou Jia's naked chest, across his muscular waist and abdomen, and finally stopped on Hou Jia's belt.

Hou Yan looked at Li Siheng as if he had just woken up from a dream, and all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his face.Secretly spurning his embarrassment, Hou Yan still lowered his head at a loss, and fixed his gaze on Li Siheng's hand.

Li Siheng's hands are very long, but not that slender.The man's hand joints are a little protruding, but they seem to contain infinite power.And his nails were trimmed close to the nail edge, leaving only the length of a grain of rice.The skin of his hands is not smooth, but with faint scars, and when he turns it over, he can still see the thin calluses on his fingertips and account.

This is not a pair of pampered hands, and it is rare in the entire wealthy circle.By coincidence, Hou Yan stretched out a hand to cover Li Siheng's, and gently stroked Li Siheng's palm with his delicate fingers, feeling the itching from his fingertips.

Hou Yan really didn't expect that such a hand, which had obviously held a gun, could draw such delicate brushstrokes.He has seen many of Li Siheng's paintings, and each one is the scenery they saw in Myanmar.Before opening the sketch paper, Hou Yan had imagined Li Siheng's style.

At that time, he thought that Li Siheng's writing would be dark and windy.However, when he really opened it and looked at it carefully, he only felt gentleness and peace.

Hou Yan is in the process of painting, and he is considered a monk halfway.However, that kind of gentle feeling always makes Hou Yan imagine how Li Siheng drew them.He should like it, whether it's for the scenery they saw together, or... for him.

Li Siheng turned his wrist lightly, and with a few overlapping fingers, he untied Hou Yan's belt neatly.The zippers of the trousers rubbed against each other, and then the sound of being unzipped became the only small sound in the room.

Li Siheng raised Hou Jia's waist with his hand, and then took off Hou Jia's jeans.Throwing the trousers he took off on the side of the bed, Li Siheng gently pulled out his hand, then slid down Hou Jia's slender legs, and finally clasped his ankle.

Slightly hooking his long fingers, Li Siheng took off Hou Jia's remaining white socks.Holding the socks that Hou Jia took off, Li Siheng smiled almost narrowly.

It's really funny, Hou Jia's socks look like ordinary white socks at first glance, but if you turn over the top of the socks, you can see a circle of small strawberries hidden inside by him.

Feeling that Li Siheng was laughing at him, Hou Yan hesitated and began to explain "That, I didn't choose it, it was the housekeeper's grandpa..." viciously.

Before waiting for Jia to finish speaking, Li Siheng suddenly leaned over and pressed a kiss lightly on a small bone protruding from Hou Jia's ankle.

"Very cute." Li Si said with a horizontal smile.At this time, his lips were only slightly away from Hou Yan's ankle, so close that Hou Yan could feel the slight caress of Li Siheng's lips.

Or because of the angle, Hou Yan actually felt that the expression on Li Siheng's normally serious face was somewhat charming.

Quickly pulling back his feet, Hou Yan casually peeled off his other pair of socks, and then rolled himself up with Li Siheng's quilt.

Li Siheng watched Hou Yan's smooth movements with amused expression, and didn't go forward to pull him out.The room fell silent for a while, save for the sound of the two people's cautious breathing.

After a while, Hou Jia almost thought that Li Siheng had fallen asleep, and cautiously poked his head out of the quilt, but suddenly met Li Siheng's deep eyes.

Li Si bent down horizontally, put his hands on both sides of Hou Jia's ears, and pointed the tip of his nose to Hou Jia's.He looked carefully at the boy's earlobe, which was blushing inch by inch, and finally let out a chuckle.

"Xiao Jiu'er, from now on... stay with brother." Li Siheng said this sentence, his words were as light as a joke, but from such a close distance, Hou Yan could clearly see the seriousness in his eyes.

Without waiting for Jia's answer, Li Siheng suddenly hugged Hou Jia and turned over, letting the young man lie on his chest, and both of them could feel each other's heartbeat.

Those powerful hands brushed Hou Jia's back slowly, even through a layer of quilt, Hou Jia could feel the scorching temperature of those hands.

The man whispered in his ear.

Li Siheng said, "Brother is protecting you, whatever you want to do, just do it."

Li Siheng said, "In the future, you will meet more people, but with my brother around, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

Li Siheng said, "Brother will pamper you, you can do whatever you want, and you don't have to think about not causing trouble to others. Brother is willing to solve the trouble you give."

It's not that Li Siheng doesn't know how to speak sweet words. In fact, if it's about talking about love, there should be very few people who can speak better than him.However, he was unwilling to say those words to Hou Jia.

Every word he said to Hou Yan was a promise.And what Li Siheng promised will definitely be done.

Hou Yan lay on Li Siheng's body coldly, his mind went blank for a moment.But more, it is a feeling similar to "finally".

It was as if, he came here from another life just to listen to such a confession.It can be regarded as an explanation of the past, and it is also the beginning of a new beginning in the future.

Finally, he still waited.

Strangely, Hou Yan actually felt peaceful.The hand brushing behind him was so warm, but it brazenly clasped his whole body firmly on his chest.

Hou Yan knew that he had no way to refuse.

Besides, from the very beginning, he never thought of refusing.

"Then, good night, brother." Slowly wrapping his arms around Li Siheng's neck, Hou Yan buried his head in the socket of Li Siheng's neck.Without further ado, here is his answer.

Li Siheng was taken aback for a moment, then hugged the person in his arms tightly.The slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed his mood at the moment.When the moonlight faded, Li Siheng also slowly closed his eyes.

Love.tonight.

The author has something to say: Finally... together.So, this article is over~(≧▽≦)/~

Sahuahua~(≧▽≦)/~

[The above news is false. If Uncle finishes here... he will be beaten to death, right? 】

But after dragging more than 40 chapters, I didn't even have a bo'er, and my uncle was also drunk...