Borrowing a Kiss

The author has something to say: The closer it is to the end, the more my heart will go off-road, and I will almost fly, just like I was looking forward to summer vacation~ (please comment and starfish)

Before going back to the bedroom to go to bed, Liang Muqiu received his birthday present this year.

Girl Liang Yu and her grandmother didn't bother to think anymore, so they stuffed him with two big red envelopes so that he could thank him.

Liang Muqiu acted coquettishly, "Why are you so indifferent to the wandering cubs?"

Liang Yu poked a toothpick on the cantaloupe, and said coldly, "I didn't beat you, but I was interested in you."

Liang Muqiu immediately shut up obediently.

He stretched his head again to see what Cen Nan had given him, he was the only one left in his family who could be bullied.

Cen Nan originally wanted to wait until he returned to his room before delivering it, but now that he was being stared at like this, he had to take it out again.Liang Muqiu didn't care at first, and took it casually, thinking it was another earring cufflink or something, but when he opened it, a car key fell out of it.

Liang Muqiu picked it up and looked at it, his eyeballs almost stuck to it, blinked twice, and asked a little stupidly, "Why did you give me the car keys? Are you giving me a model?"

It was a Ferrari car key.

Cen Nan almost laughed, "Why did I give you the model? Don't you like this style? The last time you praised the color and body lines are good-looking. It happens that your car has been driven for many years, and you just bought it after graduation. Why don't you change it?" .”

Liang Muqiu continued to blink, his mind was still a little down.

He had just accepted the fact that his purse was a bit flat recently, when Cen Nan, a local tycoon, suddenly came to take care of him.

He subconsciously felt that it was a bit hot, but Cen Nan looked at him expectantly, and he couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only be in a dilemma.

The two looked at each other, and in Liang Yu's eyes, they didn't see embarrassment, but they saw affection.

Although she has no research on cars, it doesn't mean she doesn't know car logos. She exhaled fiercely, and the word "prodigal son" was on her lips, but Cen Nan was not her own son, so she couldn't scold her, so she could only point at Sang Huai and say Liang Muqiu, " Look at you, you have been away for a few years and you don't know how to live, and you don't know how to plan for the future."

Holding the Ferrari key, Liang Muqiu nodded willingly after being scolded.

After a while, grandma finally graciously told them to go to bed quickly and not delay outside the house, so Liang Muqiu pulled Cen Nan away quickly, and when he got to the bedroom, the door was closed, and he threw himself on Cen Nan. , sat on Cen Nan's waist, pressed the person under his body, and said condescendingly, "Honestly, where did you get so much money? Although the location of Yulan Apartment is not expensive, it is not the Chinese cabbage in the supermarket. If I buy a Ferrari, how much money do you have?"

He thought for a while, then patted Cen Nan on the waist again, "I heard my mother say that you don't, you don't know how to live at all."

Cen Nan held his hand and rubbed it against his cheek, thinking that Liang Muqiu was concerned about him, he was still a little happy.

"Don't worry about me. I haven't had any expenses in the past few years. I have saved a lot. When grandma left, she also left her and grandpa's property overseas to me," Cen Nan said, smiling at Liang Muqiu , "She said, although I can't see you, but grandma will give you the gift that grandma should give to her granddaughter-in-law, and let me not treat you badly. I will listen to her."

Liang Muqiu pinched him again, "You are the wife."

Cen Nan didn't argue with him, touched Liang Muqiu's slender waist with his palm, and asked in a low voice, "Then do you like this car? You can see it when you go back."

Liang Muqiu really wanted to say that he didn't like it against his will.

But now his heart is flying over, the car that he coveted a while ago now belongs to him.

But his original goal was to raise Cen Nan, to become the backbone of the family as soon as possible, and let Cen Nan be a good boy, but now he is getting farther and farther away from his goal.

His cheeks bulged, he poked Cen Nan, and complained, "You're still a rich second generation."

He couldn't hold back for a few days.

It took him a long time to accept the fact that his boyfriend was a rich generation. He just said wrongly that Cen Nan's family had made their fortune abroad since his great-grandfather's generation.

Cen Nan grabbed his finger, put it on his lips and kissed it, "How come, I am yours now, and everything I have is yours, you are the one in charge."

Liang Muqiu didn't believe it, but he was coaxed to smile again, and he got down to kiss Cen Nan.

The two quarreled on the bed for a while, and when their shirts and sweaters were almost stripped off, Liang Muqiu begged for mercy, "Stop it, I haven't showered yet," he was panting, his lips and the tip of his nose were pink, "Put me down quickly."

Cen Nan pinched his waist, looked at Liang Muqiu's sweaty temples, his eyes were as dark as the night outside the window.

"Not dirty." He whispered, and unbuttoned the last button of Liang Muqiu's shirt with his fingers. The air was a bit cool, and Liang Muqiu couldn't help shivering, not knowing whether it was cold or frightened.

Cen Nan was even more interested, and his fingers were stroking Liang Muqiu's body like playing a piano. His plain skin was as delicate and smooth as new snow, and it was more perfect than the ones maintained with expensive skin care products.

Cen Nan lowered his head, bit down lightly, and mumbled, "Look, isn't this very clean?"

Liang Muqiu bit the back of his hand, his eyes were red, after a while, several indistinct groans came out of his throat.

In the end, he couldn't take it anymore, and slapped Cen Nan on the shoulder, "Do it quickly, don't dawdle, there is no end to it."

Cen Nan looked up at him, smiled softly, "I obey."

After all this tossing, Liang Muqiu took a shower and was carried back to bed by Cen Nan. It was almost twelve o'clock, and the little wild cat outside the window didn't have the energy to bark anymore, and had already gone back to sleep.

Lying on the bed, Liang Muqiu felt that his six senses were pure and his four senses were empty. After all, not everyone was like a beast like Cen Nan.

Cen Nan was quite satisfied, hugging him was like hugging the whole world.

He looked up, and there was a painting hanging by the opposite window, which was apricot blossoms in the mist of the south of the Yangtze River. Under the apricot blossoms was a girl in a veiled hat, looking back at the young man on the bridge.

Grandma's house was an old courtyard, with blue tiles and white walls in the Jiangnan water town. He looked down at Liang Muqiu again, with a plain white face, eyebrows that were neither thick nor light, and eyes that were bright, like moonlight.

He thought, maybe it was because he grew up in this elegant water village that Liang Muqiu was so agile and so beautiful that he stood out from the crowd.

He has seen photos of Liang Muqiu when he was a child, when he was in love in high school, and his grandmother just showed him the photo album. Liang Muqiu was also very cute when he was a child, like glutinous rice dumplings, with round faces and pink lips.When he was fourteen or fifteen years old, he suddenly grew taller, and in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, he was born into a handsome and clear young man, so good-looking that people loved him.

At least Cen Nan looked at it with tenderness.

He glanced at the painting on the wall again, and asked Liang Muqiu, "Tell me, what would happen if I met you when you were young? I might come here for a tour, pass by the bridge, and see you standing under the apricot tree. Are we Will we meet sooner?"

Liang Muqiu's eyes were already closed, and he was about to go to sleep. Hearing this, he sneered, "No way. When I was young, I was annoyed by your serious and serious good students. They would only make me get beaten more often."

But he said it with his mouth, but he knew it in his heart.

If [-] or [-]-year-old Cen Nan passed by the bridge, and he looked up under the apricot tree, he would fall in love at first sight, as the saying goes - a trip in spring, with apricot blossoms blowing all over his head.Someone in Moshang is young and flirtatious.

He opened his eyes slightly, looked at Cen Nan in the dim light, raised his hand to touch Cen Nan's cheek, and said in a low voice, "You don't have to meet when you are young, it's good that you are like this now. "

Just by my side.

Cen Nan was startled, then grabbed Liang Muqiu's hand and rubbed it against his palm, "You're right."

Liang Muqiu and Cen Nan stayed at home for a total of three days. On the fourth day, Ms. Liang Yu, who had exhausted her patience, kicked them out of the house and told them to go back to Bincheng.

When leaving, I will give some fruits made by my grandmother as a dry food for the road.

Liang Muqiu was really sighing, this mother's love is like water in a sponge, when it is squeezed out, it will be trickling, it will never trickle.

But no matter what, the family hurdle has been passed, and Cen Nan is famous now, and he is not afraid of being famous from the family tree when he brings it back during the Chinese New Year.

Liang Muqiu went back to Bincheng and continued to work. He drove the new car bought by Cen Nan. He felt that he really had a good harvest in love and career, a happy family, and a happy spring breeze. He seemed to be a typical representative of successful men.

But as if to add to his pride, after two months, he received another piece of good news.

After "Parasite" was finished, I don't know which gods and Buddhas Liu Fengtao worshiped appeared, and passed the review as quickly as possible, and the file was scheduled for the end of the year. Because it was a small production, it failed to grab the Spring Festival file, but there was no competition at the end of the year. pressure.

When Liang Muqiu heard the news, the decoration of his studio was coming to an end. Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, he almost had to jump unsteadily to express his happiness.

The weather was already cold, and his hot breath condensed into a thin layer of mist on the glass.

He heard Liu Fengtao say on the other end of the phone, "Congratulations to you, and congratulations to me too. Being able to screen is the first step to success."

Liang Muqiu smiled and said, "Congratulations."