The lord loves me too much, what should I do?

When Lin Qingyan opened the door and looked at the room that hadn't changed since before she left, a mocking smile appeared on the small face buried in Nangong Lin's arms.

Pretentiously made him sick.

Nangong Lin put Lin Qingyan on the sofa and looked at him cautiously, "Are you hungry? I'll make you something."

Lin Qingyan nodded obediently, and looked at him with shining eyes.

Nangong Lin was aroused by his eyes for a moment, and pressed her directly on the sofa and kissed him. Lin Qingyan's body subconsciously froze for a moment, but soon returned to the previous limp and loving appearance.

During this dinner, Nangong Lin talked and talked alone, Lin Qingyan just bowed his head and kept responding, but even so Nangong Lin felt happier than when he left, and the whole family was angry.

yes home.

Nangong Lin has already made up his mind, and will propose to Lin Qingyan soon. He doesn't need to go out to work, just raise him by himself, and the two of them can watch the sunset together.

Lin Qingyan didn't like the taste of this meal. After dinner, he used the excuse to go to the bathroom, but actually vomited out everything he had just eaten.

He propped his hands on the sink, and the cold drops of water hit his hands along the sharp-edged outline of the young man. Lin Qingyan's eyes in the mirror were cold, and he didn't see the well-behaved and sensible just now.

He grinned at the mirror, revealing the fangs buried behind the jelly-like lips, Lin Qingyan was like a wild beast, ready to go.

"Qingyan?" Nangong Lin was worried about what happened to him in the bedroom, so he knocked on the door.

The fierceness in Lin Qingyan's eyes faded slowly, and when she opened the door, she was sweet again, looking at him with a smile.

Nangong Lin didn't doubt that he was there, and stroked his head caressingly, "Let's go."

On the first night of signing the contract, Lin Qingyan fell asleep in Nangong Lin's arms, listening to the steady breathing of the person next to her pillow, Lin Qingyan stayed up all night.

After Nangong Lin left, Lin Qingyan sat alone at home doing nothing, all his announcements had been cancelled, and he was imprisoned in Nuoda's apartment in disguise.

However, Nangong Lin was kind enough to leave him a mobile phone.

"Qingyan, are you okay?" Xu Muyang's worried voice came through the phone, and Lin Qingyan leaned on the sofa and calmly watched the unturned TV.

"Fortunately."

Indeed, Nangong Lin treated him well, but he lost his freedom.

For Lin Qingyan, who has always been poor, this kind of life is undoubtedly the most idealized state, but it is only an ideal. Compared with freedom, this kind of life is simply terrible.

When life has no right to choose, what else can he yearn for?

Nangong Lin's contract is not happiness for him, but a stumbling block and a burden. He is eager to escape from such a burden, even if he cuts off all his fangs, it doesn't matter.

When Xu Muyang heard Lin Qingyan's low tone, he could imagine the living conditions of Lin Qingyan, a canary who had lost his role and was raised in captivity. He gripped his phone tightly in distress.

"Qing Yan, don't be afraid, I will rescue you."

Lin Qingyan didn't respond to the young man's passionate words, and hung up the phone with a low "hmm".

I was still too immature, thinking I could see through people's hearts, but ended up letting myself in.

When night fell, Nangong Lin didn't come back, but the little assistant pushed the door in with a custom-made suit.

On the sofa, Lin Qingyan slept peacefully alone, curling herself up together, as if she had returned to the state when she was first born.

The little assistant sighed softly when he saw this scene. Although he was on par with the boss in EQ, he could still distinguish a person's emotions. It was obvious that Lin Qingyan didn't trust the boss at all.

Even a little afraid, you can get a glimpse of his subconscious defensive posture now.

But he is just a part-time worker, so what qualifications does he have to comment on the life of his boss?

The little assistant stepped forward to pat Lin Qingyan awake. Lin Qingyan subconsciously grabbed his hand and twisted him back, as fast as he could.

Lin Qingyan opened his eyes, and the drowsiness in his eyes dissipated all of a sudden. He looked at the little assistant shyly.

"Sorry, I was abrupt."

The little assistant handed the clothes in the other hand to Lin Qingyan in pain, "It's okay."

When Lin Qingyan took over the suit made of excellent fabric, the coldness in his eyes made the little assistant froze there. At that moment, the little assistant seemed to see Nangong Lin who was planning strategies against the enemy.

He couldn't help sighing the resemblance between the two of them, shook his head and sat on the sofa waiting for Lin Qingyan to come out.

After changing into his suit, Lin Qingyan opened the car door and saw Nangong Lin kneading his temples. He stepped forward to press his acupuncture points in a sensible way, pressing back and forth in an orderly manner.

Nangong Lin whispered comfortably, hugged Lin Qingyan in his arms and took a deep breath.

The deodorant on the boy's body healed Nangong Lin's fatigue of the day. On the way to the party, he slowly closed his eyes and leaned against the window.

For a while, the comfortable light music flowing in the car seemed to make everything look good.

Lin Qingyan turned his head to look at Nangong Lin whose neck was exposed, and put his hand on his Adam's apple by some kind of magic. Maybe he knew that the owner of the hand was Lin Qingyan, and Nangong Lin gave his neck out a little flatteringly.

When the fragile, vulnerable and fatal organ was pinched in his hands, Lin Qingyan only felt that he could break it with a single force, and then the person who imprisoned him died quietly.

When he was fascinated by stroking Nangong Lin's protruding Adam's apple, the strength in his hand increased little by little, and when Nangong Lin frowned uncomfortably, the little assistant pulled the curtain of the car, "It's here boss."

Lin Qingyan came back to his senses suddenly, he let go of Nangong Lin's neck and sat back in his arms.

Nangong Lin's closed eyes flashed a trace of confusion after just waking up, and then disappeared.

"Let's go." When holding Lin Qingyan's hand, Nangong Lin couldn't help but lamented that his hand was too thin and too small, as if he could cut it off with force.

It wasn't until Lin Qingyan arrived at the club that he realized that Nangong Lin brought him here today not for a banquet but for a dinner among friends.

Li Xiao, who had disappeared for a whole month, had a flash of surprise when he saw Nangong Lin leading Lin Qingyan in, and then he hugged Nangong Lin's shoulder like a normal person.

"You are here."

His eyes glanced at Lin Qingyan inadvertently, but Lin Qingyan didn't even look at him, which made Li Xiao grit his teeth.

Lin Qingyan's eyes fell on the man half hidden in the booth, his eyes were calm, but his heart was beating violently.

Long time no see, senior.

The man in the corner let out a sigh of satisfaction, and then forcibly pulled the man sitting on the ground to Nangong Lin.

The flirtatious son's eyes lit up when he saw Lin Qingyan, and Nangong Lin stood in front of him calmly. Seeing Nangong Lin's protective appearance, the son curled his lips and didn't say anything.

"Nangong, you are really a food protector."

Nangong Lin didn't refute, but the son obviously didn't take this matter to heart, obviously he was used to Nangong Lin's daily silence.

On the contrary, the man caught by him looked at Lin Qingyan without blinking his eyes, his lips were twitching non-stop, and his expression of pain was about to overflow.

Nangong Lin glanced at the man in disgust, and took Lin Qingyan to a corner of the booth.

Lin Qingyan and the man were one in the yang and the other in the yin, the two of them were speechless.

He glanced mockingly at his body being hugged by the young master, and his thoughts suddenly returned to his youth.

At that time, Lin Qingyan's love was so hot that it could burn a person's internal organs.

That's how Li Shen was attracted by his eyes. He was obviously indifferent, but he had a hidden fire that made people want to let go.

At that time, a few people started making jokes about Li Shen, which were undoubtedly some silly chatter between boys. I don’t know when the topic turned to Lin Qingyan. regret."

Li Shen didn't know where the courage came from. For the first time, he punched his friend on the bridge of the nose. Everyone knew that he liked Lin Qingyan.

So, they gave Li Shen an idea, asking him to confess to Lin Qingyan.

But Li Shen is a coward, how dare he go to Lin Qingyan in the name of homosexuality, so he made a fake bet, so that everything started as a joke.

Li Shen was still a fearless young man at that time, knowing that his bet had deeply hurt Lin Qingyan's heart. After he knew that it was just a bet, Li Shen saw the bruise on the young man's face for the first time. tears.

He wanted to treasure all these tears, but he didn't have any identity.

After his family fell into ruin, Lin Qingyan came to him once, saying that his friend told him the truth, but at that time Li Shen had already been taken care of by Yu Shuiyu, so he had no right to fall in love.

So he ruthlessly rejected the boy, and it has been five years since we saw each other again. After five years, the boy has been hugged and doted on by another tall man, and he has already become a tool for others to vent.

It would be a lie to say that it is not uncomfortable. In front of my first love, my heart feels like I have eaten countless lemons. The sourness makes him suffer, but all this is my own fault, and who is to blame? I only sigh the fate given by God Too dramatic.

Seeing that the little white rabbit didn't speak, Nangong Lin thought he was used to the sensuality here, so she lowered her head and told him to let him go out to breathe, Lin Qingyan nodded obediently.

At the corner of the bar, he was leaning on the railing, bowing his head and playing with his fingers, and Li Xiao's voice came from behind him.

"Do you smoke?"

Lin Qingyan turned his head to take the cigarette in his hand and lighted it up. Lin Qingyan's eyebrows and eyes were blurred by the smoke, making him look even more unpredictable.

Li Xiao looked at the tear mole in the corner of his eye and suddenly laughed, "Why did you come back?"