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The makeup artist painted some more colors on Tan Yue's chest, shoulders, back and waist, creating and exaggerating, boldly tossing out traces of love one after another.Tan Yue was helpless and amused: "No, this does not conform to the facts."

"If you had surrendered early yesterday, maybe you wouldn't have suffered like this today. I want you to lie flat on the floor for a while, with your back facing up." Ling Qingyuan jumped out word by word, like a cat pulling a ball of wool. teasing Tan Yue.

The photographer next to him with bright eyes is even more eager to try.Tan Yuenu frowned, and stared at Ling Qingyuan seriously.Seeing his lover's stubbornness, Tan Yue thought that he would never give up until he got it back, so he was relieved.

Tan Yue lay down on the floor in the camera, closed his eyelids sideways to the camera, and opened his hands like glider wings.Ling Qingyuan took a shallow breath, walked slowly to his side, and knelt down on both sides of his hips with his knees apart, with his toes digging into the ground.Then, Ling Qingyuan leaned down like a horse drinking water, stretched his body to reach his hands and his shoulders.

Wrapped in a cloth that didn't have much elasticity, Ling Qingyuan felt a little tight between his hips, hips and hips, the coldness of the air behind his back and the scalding heat under his body.But the photographer kept calling out to him, telling him to go a little further and straighten his body a little.

"Baby, don't force it."

Ling Qingyuan's lips landed on a red mark on Tan Yue's left shoulder, raised half of her face, and pinched the fingers of both hands between Tan Yue's fingers.He tried his best, as if he wanted to prove himself whether he was reluctant.Pierre also knelt down, his eyes were parallel and slightly higher than the two, and he held the camera in his hand and slanted down.Close-up and distant view, two people with ten fingers, a slightly blurred body and two pieces of sea blue.

"Not enough, not enough. Cheng, Tan."

"You've tried your best, so leave it to me." Before he finished speaking, Tan Yue retracted his right arm and elbow to support the ground without hesitation, propping up his upper body like a carp.He turned his body to the photographer on the left, with his left arm around Ling Qingyuan's head resting on his shoulder, pushing him to kiss himself.

Ling Qingyuan's first thought was that this couldn't be filmed, but no one except him thought it shouldn't be filmed.Tan Yue pressed him almost in reverse, putting his back on Ling Qingyuan's chest and abdomen, and supporting the weight of the upper body of the two with one arm.Ling Qingyuan's hands, which had nowhere to go, slid towards his crotch, covering his protruding parts impartially.

Pierre's breathing trembled a little, but his hand on the shutter was as steady as ever.

Tan Yue licked Ling Qingyuan's lips as if nobody was there, pried open his teeth, played with the tip of his tongue and chased after him, having a good time.He turned over and took Ling Qingyuan into his arms and asked the photographer: "Is this enough?" Pierre swallowed and gestured with a sob.

The commercial shooting is over, and Tan Yue's official work has come to an end.With the enthusiasm of southern Europe and the knowledge of matchmakers in his bones, Pedro left the car to Tan Yue as usual, and wished the two of them a wonderful holiday.The magical Rome, which Caesar spent his whole life in, and Augustus used ordinary bricks and stones to transform it into a marble city. On the seven hills, gods, emperors, and wise men.The car drove away from the ancient city, leaving behind the houses and temples that have experienced Nirvana but never boasted about the age.Across the low slope where weeds spread in the outskirts of the city, it seems that there are young children with whips driving the flock of sheep.A dozen kilometers west of Rome, the west bank of the Apennine Peninsula, the mouth of the Tiber River, the ancient city of Ostia.

Overlooking the sea.The bustling and abandoned ancient city is at your feet.Behind the back is the place where the time came, where the gods fell into the ruins of the empire's demise, and it is the new city of Rome that is booming at the right time.After thousands of years, mountains and rivers have turned.Overlord the land, the gods withered.Everything that is tangible will decay, not to mention the mortal body is fleeting.

There are few tourists, the sky is cloudless, and the sun is scorching.Umbrella-shaped towering pines and cypresses are lined up one after another, looking like a cover.The two strolled around, Ling Qingyuan climbed up the ruins of a huge amphitheater, and climbed to the highest step, Tan Yue followed closely behind, stepping out of a step with him.

Tan Yue stood up against the light and looked up at him: "The lost theater has no spectators, no cheers and blessings, do you think it's not lively enough, too deserted?"

Ling Qingyuan Nahan covered the sun with one hand, narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him and asked, "What?"

Tan Yue stared at him intently and said, "Give me your hand." Before Ling Qingyuan could move, he grabbed his left hand, stroked the ring on his middle finger with his index finger and thumb, and slowly moved it back to his fingertips: "This Change the ring."

Ling Qingyuan stared at him quietly, seeing that he had carefully put away the rings on their middle fingers, and then took out a custom-made purple velvet box.Standing on the edge of the steps, Ling Qingyuan heard Tan Yue say softly:

"There is a wonderful spell hidden in this ring. It is said that wearing it on the ring finger will make us immortal."

Ling Qingyuan took Tan Yue's hand, picked up another slightly larger ring, and looked carefully at the sun.I saw the smooth silver surface with a retro shape, and there was a circle of small inscribed characters inside, which looked very much like the needle-point inscriptions on the wax board of ancient Roman calligraphy.Ling Qingyuan laughed at him for playing tricks, but also loved his simple intentions, and moved his lips gently against his forehead.

Amor Aeternus

This love is eternal, eternal love

106 Out of Morality

The author has something to say: Thank you for your love, my friends, I will write a longer story.Out of integrity, ruining characters, OOC, I am deeply impressed by the main story, remember to save heart pills.

Locked text cannot be rescued, high-energy warning:

1. Ling Qingyuan counterattacked;

2. Tan Yue's double merchants broke the table;

3. Mudli...he is the author's own son.

brother lover

After returning from his honeymoon in Rome, Tan Yue returned to the home he had not seen for a long time, with blood rushing into his brain and excited.Finally, the two of them can make|make love without having to use a bed that someone else has used.Although his mind was full of that matter when he was free, he wanted to get into the state immediately after putting down the bag.But Ling Qingyuan just ignored him.The two were arguing, and Wu Dong called.

"Brother Yue, there are piles of film appointments sent to the studio. I have screened out a few good books and sent them to your email address. You should take a look as soon as possible. Especially Willson is waiting for your reply as soon as possible."

Tan Yueheng was reading the script on the sofa sadly, his eyes were full of tired English letters.It's true that Lao Wei's sci-fi films are famous, but he can't be so blatantly asked to play the dead gay with an oriental face in one of them-as if Tan Yue can only rely on his sexuality to make a living and has no other skills.Tan Yue told Ling Qingyuan the story and characters.

Ling Qingyuan is packing up travel souvenirs.While tidying up, he savored the interesting things about the trip, pretending that he had no time to talk to him.Tan Yue was dazzled by the script, and only asked his lover's opinion because of the embarrassing role, but that guy was cold and silent.Tan Yue threw the script and shouted, "When is your next play?"

"Not that fast, and you may not be used."

"If you don't hurry up, your man will have sex with another man."

"You try the last one."

Tan Yue dialed the phone to Wu Dong: "Tell Lao Wei, I took his Fusion. Yes, it's just Luca's role. Who said, the scale is fine." In front of Ling Qingyuan, Tan Yue was particularly blatant : "If you don't challenge yourself, how will you know if you can accept it?"

On the phone, Wu Dong whispered: "Did you have jet lag? Why don't you wait until you wake up and then... reconsider?"

Tan Yue: "I'm quite sober, and I haven't tried this type yet."

Ling Qingyuan turned a blind eye.He packed his things step by step and turned back to the kitchen.He took two gift bags from the refrigerator, put them in his handbag, put on his hat and glasses, and changed his shoes.Tan Yue sat up hastily: "Hey, where are you going?"

"I'll send the things to Lao Mu." Ling Qingyuan picked up the bag, picked up the car keys and went out.

"It's such a small matter, just let Xu Zhong run for a while. Hey, Ling Qingyuan, you—"

"It won't be fresh until Xu Zhong sends it off." Ling Qingyuan slammed the door shut.

Wu Dong: "Did you two really go on your honeymoon? Why does it seem like you came back from a deep hatred?"

Tan Yue: "Fart."

Wu Dong: "Hey, I'm serious, Brother Yue, you just said 'how can you accept it if you don't challenge'? There are too many 'challenges'. People don't even think about trying."

Tan Yue cut the thread without saying a word.Wandering around the living room restlessly.He knew that it was said that Director Cheng's films had both style and connotation, not to mention that Director Cheng himself was a young and outstanding actor. Under the age of 30, the directing skills of the back of the paper, under the age of 30, has a wider acting future than Tan Yue.Tan Yue knows that there are not a few people who want to get close to Cheng Daotao, and there will only be more and more in the future.My baby is more and more radiant, but I can't guard him all the time.

During this period of time, that guy always wants to be the one above... don't let his wings become stiff, restless and dormant.Besides, if Cheng Dao can do the above, this is the first of its kind, and those who follow him in the future will not be more unscrupulous.During the honeymoon period, they played and sang every day, Ling Qingyuan was very angry, and Tan Yue was also very strong.Tan Yue didn't want to give Ling Qingyuan a chance to fight back, which caused a "slight" disharmony between the two

Tan Yue walked to the door and scolded: "Ling Qingyuan, can you take care of yourself? If you can't bear it, run to other people's houses. If I chase him to his house, what will it look like?"

Ling Qingyuan knocked on the door of Mu Deli's house, and the big hero of Mu's family threw himself on him: "Godfather, meat!"

Ling Qingyuan handed the bag to the child: "Hold it, be careful. Tell your mother, ham and cheese must be kept in the refrigerator."

The second child, Mu Jingyuan, is less than four years old and half as tall as his brother.I don't know anything else, except what I can eat.It was also because of Erwa's short legs that he ran two steps slower. He pinched his brother's hand and said softly, "Give it to me." His brother pushed him away, saying that he couldn't lift it.The two ended up fighting in the living room.

Mudli threw the two children into the children's room, stuffed ham and cheese to Zhang Wen, and turned to Ling Qingyuan: "Eat and eat all day long, you won't be afraid of them being overnourished." Ling Qingyuan said nonchalantly that the children consumed It's big, and it's not just the two of them who are greedy, Lao Mu won't eat it.

Mudli laughed: "Okay." He stayed at the door for a few more minutes, stretched his head to look in the corridor, and before he could see the logistics troops that were holding him back, he asked Ling Qingyuan again: "Why are you here today?"

Ling Qingyuan: "He's reading his new book, it's from a foreigner."

Mu Deli knew that as long as Tan Yue was free, he would never let Ling Qingyuan come here alone. This was a firm rule of that kid.I don't know what script was so fascinating this time that he broke this rule.

Ling Qingyuan looked nonchalant: "How about our new script in your hand?"

Mudli went to the study room and took out a stack of papers, passing by the children's room, he heard the eldest son beating the second son into tears, and the noise from the two of them could knock down the roof.Mudli blocked his ears, told Zhang Wen that the house was too noisy and went out to discuss work by himself, and dragged Ling Qingyuan away.

The two went downstairs.The opportunity is rare and there is no one else, Mu Deli is used to it, and naturally puts Ling Qingyuan's shoulder on his shoulder.As I walked, I realized that I was a little twisted and my arms were sore.Mudli patted his chest with the manuscript paper: "How can you be taller than me."

Ling Qingyuan: "Can't you stand up straighter?"

Mudli hissed: "No, I'll just treat you as if you had plastic surgery, why are you still growing taller?"

Ling Qingyuan: "Didn't you see it?"

Mudli sneered: "I didn't have the chance to look closely before. I didn't even have the chance to get close and make gestures."

The two came to an old teahouse at the gate of the community. The waiter saw that they were regular customers, and he greeted them to sit inside.Mu Deli ordered melon slices by himself, and asked Ling Qingyuan, "Is it black tea? Dianhong, Qihong, or rock tea?"

Ling Qingyuan could say whatever he said casually.Mudli snorted: "Don't." He turned to the guy: "As usual, Guapian and Qi Hong."

The man smiled and replied loudly: "You really order Qi Hong for everyone."

Mudli pointed to the person opposite and teased, "I'll just give him some. Who else do you see after all these years?"

The guy said yes perfunctorily, and turned his head away.Ling Qingyuan grabbed a handful of melon seeds, flipped through the script written by Mu Deli without looking up: "Don't talk nonsense. I haven't known you for a few years, and I haven't been to this restaurant at all."

While Ling Qingyuan was reading the script, Mu Deli didn't speak and only drank tea.In the early years, when Mu Xiong was still young, the commercial streets around the community had just opened up.That kid is so skinny that he can be so noisy at the age of one that the neighbor next door petitions him every day.At that time, Mudli felt that the quarrel at home was delaying the work, so he dragged Ling Qingyuan outside to discuss work, talk about the film, and talk about the script.Later, Mu Deli also dragged Ling Qingyuan out because he was afraid of taking care of the children to avoid housework.Later, because of Tan Yue's relationship, the two of them were free for several years without hanging out together.This time, they drank tea together again, and his eldest son was over ten years old in a blink of an eye.

Ling Qingyuan closed the last page: "Generally passable. But it's not suitable for Tan Yue to play."

Mouldli snorted: "Just kidding. When I write a story and design a character, I have to compare with your family? It's rare for me to praise him."

Ling Qingyuan rested his chin in thought, frowning.Mudli saw that he was not very happy, and he didn't know if the book had provoked him somewhere—he followed the director's idea and outline conscientiously.

Ling Qingyuan put the script aside: "It's okay. It's not that he has to. I'll think about the details later, and then fix it. How should you write it? Whoever is suitable, let's find someone to act."

This sentence made Mudli feel something, and he tried: "What's wrong with you two?" After asking this sentence, he immediately poohed: "Forget it for a few years. Tan Yue is so itchy that he rubbed the bark It’s rotten, it’s been hanging on your tree for twenty years. If it’s not him, then it should be you, what are you doing?”

Ling Qingyuan laughed dryly: "Where are you thinking?"

With sharp eyes, Mu Deli glanced at the ring finger of Ling Qingyuan's left hand, and thought to himself that he had changed both the ring and the finger, and there must be no serious relationship between the two of them.At most, it's the nonsense things that are "not enough for outsiders" in private - they have been suppressed and crooked.

Ling Qingyuan sips the black tea, while Mu Deli spits out the tea leaves.Neither of them spoke for a while.Thanks to their relationship, they have known each other for a long time, and they will not feel embarrassed if they sit for hours without talking.Mudli thought about the past, talked about his age, and glanced at Ling Qingyuan who was still young across the way, unable to express his feelings.Children suck their parents.It's right that Ling Tan and the others don't want children, it's not that they don't like it, it's just that the two nobles usually have enough things to keep them busy.

Mudli stretched out his arm, and knocked on the table in front of Ling Qingyuan: "Hey, come back to your senses, let me ask you a question. It was unfortunate that you fell into the water...but I was also very confused: you found out that you didn't die , Even if you change your appearance, why don’t you want to contact the old person. No matter what the situation was at the time, anyone can help you. It will help you avoid many detours.”

Lao Mu was in a good mood. He hadn't chatted one-on-one with his old friends for several years, so he didn't care too much about what he said.Many years and many things, things that should have passed away long ago.Now everyone has their own lives, and there are no taboos left that cannot be mentioned.

Ling Qingyuan looked up at Mu Deli, there were more wrinkles around his eyes, deeper wrinkles on his forehead, and his hairline tended to be closer to Guan Peng.The same is true for Tan Yue at home, no matter how handsome and handsome he is, he runs more frequently at the gym and often goes to work as a nurse.In your free time, you can even cook and learn about nutrition.

In the blink of an eye, it's all time.

Ling Qingyuan's thoughts drifted around, and he felt a little blunt and uncomfortable.He can live twice, no matter what he has experienced, he is especially grateful to God.His complicated expression was read out by Lao Mu, who said with a smile: "I'll just ask you a word, and you can see where you are thinking."

Ling Qingyuan: "That time five years ago, I was extremely flustered. I was at a loss."

Mudli: "You just forgot all your friends? You look very smart, but you are careless and don't change your mind. You can't give up filming, and you will definitely enter the circle. Why didn't you expect to meet people like us again sooner or later? .”

Ling Qingyuan: "At that time, I was only thinking that all you saw was Cheng Hebai. A young man who didn't know him just opened his mouth and said he knew you. Would you believe it? Besides, my affairs at the time were complicated, and Hebai's family still had troubles. bottle. Tritola is dangerous and troublesome for others.”

Moudley: "Are you stupid or I am stupid. I think you are still stupid. If you came to me at that time, for example, after worshiping yourself... I might not accept the fact so quickly, but I have If you have a brain, I won't torture you."

Ling Qingyuan smiled and said: "Come on. It's all about it."

Mudli said seriously: "I'm serious. Are you still unable to get around it in your heart, and really want to change your identity as a blank sheet of paper and start over?" If you take a short cut and don’t deviate from it, you will find yourself guilty.”

Ling Qingyuan was serious: "I really didn't want to bother you. I just thought it would be good to take it step by step."

Modderly shook his head and sighed, "You...you are a stranger."

Ling Qingyuan smiled and didn't hold back: "I thought at the time that you are not my wife, and Hebai has never met before."

Mudli punched him: "We have been together for more than ten or twenty years, is this sentence worth it? Is there an end to our friendship?"

Ling Qingyuan smiled: "Perhaps... I felt at the time that our relationship was too deep, so we should calm down."

Mudli was taken aback.They have known each other for so many years, and their relationship has never been announced or defined.In a way of "understanding", relying on tacit understanding to polish.This is... the first time he heard Ling Qingyuan speak so directly.

Ling Qingyuan smiled and said: "I understood at the time. I was rescued by you once when I was young, and it took 18 years. If I was helped by you again in a difficult situation, it might take another 18 years. An endless loop."

Mudli touched his nose, his eyes rolled around.Back then, when they were in college, Mudli pulled out Ling Qingyuan, who was immersed in the shadow of losing his mother, and gave him long-lost care, but established an unhealthy attachment between the two.Mudli was a little embarrassed: "When I was young, I just felt that I couldn't leave you. I was sober and couldn't be with you forever. Some things are actually quite..."

Mudli kept hooking up with girls, why both of them knew very well.Ling Qingyuan said lightly, "I understand."

Mudli said in a very apologetic tone: "That boy Tan Yue... I thought at the time that the person who was with you had to be reliable, so I didn't make much trouble for him. The result was not good, his face was tender and boring at that time Sao also likes to misunderstand, and he was bluffed by me accidentally. Over the years, he has scolded me a lot in his heart. He is also worried about you." Mudli approached mysteriously: "Don't those who posted 'Cheng Dao' The flowers and plants, let him know."

Ling Qingyuan pursed his lips, paused for a moment and said, "He's just worrying about it. It's only because he's stupid that these things take up memory in his mind."

Mu Deli thought that something happened to the two of them, otherwise they could flirt like this in the air.

Mudli rubbed his chin: "There is one more thing, I got married, and you slept too much in the hospital because of drinking. Charge it to my account, didn't you two not have a wedding banquet, and I will pay you later."

Ling Qingyuan: "If there is a chance, I will invite a hundred tables, and I won't kill you."

The two were full of nonsense, 300 years before and after going to heaven and earth, sat for several hours to see that the time was about the same, Mu Deli asked Ling Qingyuan to go home with him for dinner.Ling Qingyuan naturally agreed.

"..." Mudli was just trying to find out if Ling Qingyuan needed to go back to cook.In the end, when I got this answer, it sounded like I didn't think of Tan Yue as a hungry person.

Patting him on the shoulder on the Moudley Road, he opened the Bosom Brother channel and said: "You just want to do that. Don't be stupid, just fight him internally. Since you want to take the initiative, go to a duel with him. No matter how bad you are Do a thousand push-ups and practice every day. Don’t come here like you’re going back to your mother’s house and stay there for half a day.”

Go back to her mother's house?Ling Qingyuan gave Mu Deli a sideways look: "It's not the Cold War, and it's not what you think. It's because the time will be long in the future, there will be some relationship between the upper and lower levels, and it needs to be straightened out as soon as possible."

"You don't understand. As far as he is, he has a thick skin when he is hard, and his skin is itchy when he is soft. After thinking about it, the only way to comfort him is to make him lose his inherent territory by surprise."

Mudli said silently: I dare you to deliberately make him sad first.

Back at Mu's house, he didn't hear his baby crying in the corridor, so Mu Deli felt something was wrong.Pushing the door open, Tan Yue was sitting lazily on the sofa in the living room, holding Mu Erwa in his arms.Mudli was a little annoyed, the old man said that what he eats looks like, and what he looks like near him.If my son is always clinging to Tan Yue, and has been infected with an outrageous evil spirit since he was a child, no one will just make people dislike him in the future.

Tan Yuete was sincere: "My sister-in-law said that you guys are going out to talk about work, so I don't want to interrupt you on the phone." He turned to Ling Qingyuan again: "You workaholic, don't be busy with me. I'm like you, Big weekends are nothing but family life."

Mudli thought, as if you didn't come to disturb my life - I couldn't stay at home, so I ran over to pick someone up.There is nothing wrong with it, so fuck you.

Zhang Wen kept saying it was okay, originally Cheng Hebai was here to deliver tourist souvenirs, but Tan Yue showed up in time to help coax the children.It's too late for her to thank you.When the dinner was served, the two of them sat next to each other, looking at each other silently.The atmosphere of the silent dinner table made Mu Jingyuan stick to Tan Yue's body all the time.As for Mu Xiong, since Tan Yue coaxed his younger brother in the afternoon and didn't coax him, this bad boy was busy messing with the food.

Ling Qingyuan held Mu Dawa's little hand and led him to use chopsticks.

Tan Yue scooped up the crucian carp soup, not forgetting to pick out the thorns and feed it to Mu Erwa.

Zhang Wen felt that it was easy and happy.Mudli's heart was pounding, very annoyed.How could they really be taking care of his Mu family's son.If you want to quarrel, go home to quarrel, if you want to live at home...he can't say that clearly.After making an [-]-degree turn, Mudli and Shi Lao said:

"Since both of you have changed your rings, can you consider holding a wedding banquet?"

"The two of you procrastinated on your wedding. If you really don't want to do it, it just saves me. But Tan Yue, let me say one more thing, don't pretend you didn't hear it. I've been missing this meal for so many years."

After dinner, the two went home.While Tan Yue was driving, Ling Qingyuan looked out the window silently: "When will your new movie start shooting, how long will it take, I will help you pack your things."

Tan Yue was not angry: "You chased me away when I finally got home? Can't wait for me to go on a business trip? Do you expect me not to be at home so much?"

Ling Qingyuan: "You fuck me as soon as you see me. It's too much. Three or five times is fine. Ten times and eight times can't give up day and night. Do you know that I also experience pain?"

Tan Yue was silent for a while and said slowly: "It's been too long since I haven't seen you, I just want to love you more... Besides, when I get old, maybe I won't be so energetic. When I get old, you don't want to do whatever you want to do to me." you."

When I am old.

I am still young and want to love you with all my might.

Ling Qingyuan snorted softly, pretending to be indifferent: "Who is it that calls out to sleep with others during the day, who wants to have a new experience, my memory is not that bad."

Tan Yue said coldly: "So you couldn't bear the grievances, so you ran to Mu's house. Is this trivial matter necessary?" Tan Yue looked at the front window glass: "You like his two boys so much, and you don't forget to give them love wherever you go. Bring something."

Ling Qingyuan: "Kids are cute."

Tan Yue was upset: "Mu Erwa is cute, and his father also has a heart. He gave your name as his son's name. If you want, we will have a child with your surname."

When they got home, they simply washed up and went back to the bedroom.Each person has a bed of cups, each wrapped tightly, and no one will give each other a corner.Ling Qingyuan turned his back to Tan Yue, very close to the wall.Tan Yue muffled: "I hurt you before, so let's wait for a few days."

Ling Qingyuan rubbed his ear against the pillow and nodded.He didn't care whether Tan Yue was listening or not, and said directly: "I discussed with Lao Mu about the new play this afternoon, and it is not suitable for you to act in. So if you go to act in Lao Wei's play, I will not stop you."

Tan Yue was originally facing the direction of Ling Qingyuan, but after hearing his words, he turned to face the edge of the bed.

Ling Qingyuan added: "I will be able to act and film in the future. It is impossible for me to include you in every film I have. Tan Yue, I can't always use our relationship as a selling point to promote my own works and win over the host. "

Tan Yue said hello without any emotion.Ling Qingyuan's time is still very long, he will have various styles of creation, various bold and innovative attempts.Ling Qingyuan is obsessed with light and shadow but also accepts death, for the best effect and story, he will never use only one kind of actor.Regardless of creation or selection, he goes all out to achieve perfection.

Tan Yue silently summed up his recent work: In order to give Qingyuan a more independent and broad development space, he bid farewell to the mainland and went overseas.The atmosphere of foreign countries is open, and there are many curious people.It is said that it may not be glamorous... Many books sent to him point to him as a homosexual.Is this how it is set?

Tan Yue made his breathing more steady, but his heart was ups and downs - he always thought that after solving all the problems, life and career would be flat, but this is not the case.The friction of life, stumbling.The contradiction between career and development, various realities.

Ling Qingyuan lay flat, turned over and looked at Tan Yue again.He also knew what he said just now, "It's impossible to have you in every movie", even if it was true, it would undoubtedly be a great harm to Tan Yue.In the darkness, Tan Yue's outline was vague but calm.Ling Qingyuan couldn't restrain his desire for him at all—it wasn't sticky, flattering, reciprocating or narrow-minded love.Nor is it similar to wanting to possess him in return.He always wanted Tan Yue to know that entering his body was also a way to give him strength and support him.

Ling Qingyuan reached out from under the quilt to touch Tan Yue's back.Tan Yue was awake, but did not move.Ling Qingyuan put his arms around his shoulders and slowly approached him.Tan Yue said coldly: "Aren't you in pain? As I said, let's rest for a few days."

Ling Qingyuan rustled, but didn't answer.

Tan Yue felt his movements, and his voice sank a bit: "Ling Qingyuan, you hit the hammer here and there, you are neither organized nor interesting in what you say and do today. You said you should take a break, so don't talk about changing positions all the time. .”

Ling Qingyuan ignored him, and put his hand into his thin quilt, pulling the quilt away while groping down.He put his chin on Tan Yue's shoulder: "Anyone who is an actor knows that no one always plays the leading role, and no one always plays a good person."

Tan Yue pressed Ling Qingyuan's hand, not wanting him to continue touching it.The extent to which he loves him cannot be measured at all.As soon as Ling Qingyuan approached, Tan Yue's whole body would be different.But tonight, thinking about Ling Qingyuan's words...he was a little tired.However, Ling Qingyuan licked his ear and bit his earlobe.Tan Yue really couldn't tell what it felt like: "Let go, I said that today's mood is not right."

Taking advantage of Tan Yue's slight tremor, Ling Qingyuan withdrew his hand and leaned under him.His reaction there was both honest and stark.Ling Qingyuan lay on his side, with his front body tightly attached to his back.Ling Qingyuan's heart beat fast, faithful to his brain's desire - to enter Tan Yue's body.Over the years, Tan Yue loved him in many ways, but only this one, Tan Yue insisted that Qingshan would never let go.

But Ling Qingyuan always wanted to.

Ling Qingyuan asked in a hoarse voice: "Why is the mood wrong?"

Tan Yue restrained his ups and downs: "My director has to change roles. You have never been under pressure to change actors, but after all these years, why have you never thought about changing screenwriters?"

Ling Qingyuan groped between his thighs: "I've always been a meritocracy."

Tan Yue was annoyed by this casual answer, and he suddenly turned his head to look behind him while yelling his name.In the night, Ling Qingyuan's eyes were as deep as water.Tan Yue originally thought that he would say this harmful joke with an understatement and an expression of indifference, but he did not expect that he... was still so good-looking and so true.The reflective eyes are as thick as honey, full of seductive eroticism.

Tan Yue thought in his heart, "If others see it...it won't work."

Ling Qingyuan took advantage of Tan Yue's loss of consciousness and inserted his fingers|into his body.His intestines were extremely hot, directly connected to the rhythm of his heart.Ling Qingyuan couldn't think about it, and almost instinctively penetrated into the second finger immediately.Tan Yue trembled a lot, between out of breath and emotion: "Ling Qingyuan, what are you playing with me today?"

Ling Qingyuan thought in his heart that what he said was true, and he was just playing tricks.Tan Yue was lying on his side beside the bed, Ling Qingyuan hesitated whether to continue in this position, or to lay him flat and love him slowly.Ling Qingyuan made up his mind in an instant: wrapped his arms around his waist, stretched out his legs and hooked his legs in an instant, and pulled him to lie down with all his hands and feet at the same time.Then flexibly turned over and lay on him, and the fingers that left his body re-opened the old place.

Tan Yue hugged Ling Qingyuan's head, stroked his hair, and hugged his shoulders hard.Ling Qingyuan realized that this time Tan Yue really left him a gap.Ling Qingyuan wouldn't let it go, guessing it was almost right, he pulled out his finger and pushed in directly.

Tan Yue's voice was a little soft, intermittent and completely unlike his usual self: "Why are you... so anxious."

Ling Qingyuan paused: "Does it hurt?"

Tan Yue held his head and pressed him to his shoulders, preventing him from seeing his expression.He was afraid that Ling Qingyuan would see his expression, and it would only get more and more out of control.Tan Yue said softly: "You are so young, you will have plenty of time when you are strong and strong. Do you understand... how many more years will you let me do this matter?"

"It's not a question of whether to give in or not. Tan Yue, you have to get used to being taken care of by me." Ling Qingyuan paused slightly, then hurriedly said, "I don't want to wait for you to grow old, I will have to get used to it."

"Tan Yue...you have tolerated me too much and taken care of me too much. Once in a while, let me take care of you."

Ling Qingyuan followed his chin and kissed him one breath at a time.His beard is neither sparse nor dense, and slightly prickly, which makes people's hearts even more angry.

Ling Qingyuan lay on his body, spreading his powerful long legs with both hands, stimulating him gently and rhythmically.Tan Yue felt all kinds of tastes he had never experienced before, his heart was sour and sweet, and there was also a trace of inexplicable bitterness.He slowly let go of Ling Qingyuan's head and neck, looked at him closely, and kissed his lips.

"Baby...you are so capable...how can you be so capable..."

Ling Qingyuan adjusted his posture and knelt on the bed, using the momentum to push his legs up, while supporting Tan Yue's shoulders with both hands.He saw that the people under him were not very resistant, so he couldn't help increasing his range of movements, going in and out without reservation.Ling Qingyuan's voice was hoarse, and he gritted his words between his teeth: "Tan Yue, can't you feel it? Can't you be sure of our love only when you fuck me.

Ling Qingyuan's sweat hit Tan Yue's cheeks, bridge of nose, and forehead, and rolled into his eye sockets.Tan Yue bit his lips tightly, his eyes were red, and he stared ferociously at the man on his body, the man he had loved for decades.There was a beast roaring in his heart, Tan Yue lifted his upper body with his abdominal muscles, hugged him fiercely, clamped his waist with his legs, and rolled him over in a deeply connected posture.

"You always torture me...you always drive me crazy without knowing it.

"Qingyuan, how many years I can't erase and forget, I only have you in my heart, but you don't know it at all. How many times in those years I can hardly suppress the urge to hug you, and I shrink back at the end because I am afraid that you will hate me. Think back to those days , who did you give your smile to...

"Yes, we are reconciled. But back then, Mudli sneered at me, and I gritted my teeth at him, do you know that.

"You are his son's godfather, and you never forget to buy gifts for his son wherever you go, I really want to have a son who makes you love me, do you know that.

Tan Yue sat on Ling Qingyuan's lower abdomen, shaking violently.He took Ling Qingyuan's hand that wanted to support his waist, and pressed him on the mattress.

"Also, Director Cheng He and Bai Cheng, your first work as a director is like a thunderbolt. Even the most tricky film critics will not use the personal relationship of the two leading actors in the play to slander this film. Right now, this new film is still brewing In the movie, there are countless people asking for roles, eager to fill your crew with people.

"Cheng Hebai, a 29-year-old young actor, I don't want to repeat how the media commented on your acting skills. They said that I, Tan Yue, taught you with all my heart and soul. Qing Yuan, did I teach you?

"Baby, how can you be so capable... you are too charming, you know.

Tan Yue choked up.The part of Ling Qingyuan in his body made him feel pain and pleasure intertwined, intense to the bone.To hide his outburst of emotion, he held his head high.Ling Qingyuan withdrew his hand from his palm, grabbed his avatar that was bursting with veins and forcefully set him up.Water drops slid down Tan Yue's temples, flowed to the stubble on his chin, and dripped onto Ling Qingyuan's chest.

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