yellow sorghum

Zhu Yixi was imprisoned in the No. [-] Prison in City A, and he will probably stay there for the rest of his life.

"I went to see him once."

Yu Minglang's head was resting on his lap, the weather today was fine, the sun felt very comfortable on his face, he just moved his head and quietly listened to Qi Sen's words.

Qi Sen ran his fingers through Yu Minglang's hair: "This is probably the last time I will see him in my life."

Zhu Yixi was sitting inside wearing a prison uniform, and the two looked at each other quietly through a layer of glass. He didn't have such a good heart, but he just wanted to see Zhu Yixi's downcast appearance.

He said to the people inside: "You should die."

"But then I thought, let you live so carelessly, life would be worse than death."

He went in and didn't say a few words. Later, because Zhu Yixi was too emotional, he was controlled by the prison guards, and he was locked back in the room. Since then, the visit to the prison was over.

When he walked out of the prison, he met Zhu Ya. Zhu Ya rushed back from abroad, but he didn't expect the two to meet again in this way.

Miss Zhu's complexion was not good, she didn't even put on makeup, she was pale and pitiful.

She saw Qi Sen, trembling uncontrollably, rushed up and slapped him fiercely, Qi Sen didn't hide, and was slapped by her.

Zhu Ya's lips trembled, and she was about to be speechless. After a while, she buried her face in her hands and burst into tears.

She cried and said, "How much do you want to destroy me..."

Qi Sen looked at her, but his tone was surprisingly calm: "Yu Minglang, it has always been mine, and Zhu Yixi deserves what he is doing now."

He still said: "I'm sorry, but your life is up to you. I didn't destroy anything about you."

Yu Minglang said, "You are so cruel."

He grabbed Qisen's ear with his hands: "So you are such Qisen."

But Qi Sen took his hand off helplessly: "Minglang, I've always been like this."

Yu Minglang leaned against him and sat up, grabbed his head with his hand and kissed him stickily, their tongues were entangled, their lips hurt so much that they let go of each other.

Yu Minglang tweeted again, put his face close to him, and said with a smile, "I like your sentence..."

He softly whispered in Qi Sen's ear: "Yu Minglang, it has always been yours."

He clasped Qi Sen's hand and clasped him tightly.

It was half a year later when Yu Minglang and Qi Sen officially lived together. Yu Zhengyan hadn't been home for the past few days. He heard from the housekeeper that he had encountered some things outside recently, but Qi Sen told him that Zheng Sining had run away. , followed Hua Wenyi back to the UK, and heard that Yu Zhengyan went to arrest people.

Yu Minglang clicked his tongue twice in his heart, only felt that his father was very strange, he didn't want it when others posted it, and he regretted it when he left.

Taking advantage of these few days, he packed his luggage and moved out of Yu's house. Yu Zheng was busy, so he didn't have time to take care of him.

He brought the box to Qi Sen's house in the city, ready to surprise others. When he got to the door, he went to ring the doorbell, but no one came to answer the door. He called someone, only to find out that Qi Sen was talking about business outside. , not coming back for a while, he stood at the door with his mouth open, like an abandoned child.

Qi Sen had given him the key before, but he lost it, and he didn't care about it afterwards. Anyway, Qi Sen was at home when he came, and he had never raided like today.

He said dryly, "Qisen, I'm at your door."

Qi Sen: "Huh?"

He added: "Aren't you coming back in a while?"

There was no sound from the other end, he vaguely heard Qi Sen say something to the other end, after a few seconds, Qi Sen said: "Honey, wait, I'll be right back..."

Yu Minglang frowned: "It's okay, I can go down and find a shop to sit in and wait for you, you can do your business first."

"I'm going to pick up the car, you wait for me for a while, up to 10 minutes."

"Dudu..."

Hanging up over there, Yu Minglang laughed out loud while holding the mobile phone with bright screen.

When Qi Sen arrived at the door, Yu Minglang was sitting on the box and playing with his mobile phone. He wore a hoodie on his head, revealing half of his face. He opened the box and shouted, "Open the door, open the door."

Seeing that Qi Sen didn't move, he pointed to the box.

Yu Minglang raised his eyebrows, took off his hat, and his fluffy hair was exposed. He looked into Qi Sen's eyes: "I'll move here and live with you."

Qi Sen still didn't move, but the emotion in his eyes kept rolling, he asked: "Move here to live with me?"

Yu Minglang: "Why, don't you..."

"Well!"

Qi Sen suddenly rushed over, lowered his head and held his face and kissed it, Yu Minglang opened his mouth slightly in surprise, and the tongue slipped in.

He tapped Qi Sen's chest with his hands, but there was no strength, as if he was tickling, and finally he let him rub his lips.

After the kiss was over, Yu Minglang could only lean on his chest to pant, hanging on Qi Sen's body, clutching the collar of his suit, his face flushed.

"Happy, why not happy? I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

After he finished speaking, he laughed, his brows trembling.

Yu Minglang kicked him lightly, and urged: "Open the door, open the door!"

The two of them entered the room, and for some reason, they kissed again and fell down on the sofa. Yu Minglang could only make a humming sound. Putting it under his clothes, he pressed his hand and asked, "Your client doesn't say anything?"

Qi Sen was busy kissing him, and said vaguely: "It's nothing...he is not as important as you..."

Qi Sen also only dared to touch and kiss carelessly, but when Yu Minglang also felt it, he suddenly stood up.

"I'm going to take a cold shower."

Before he moved away, he felt that someone was hooking his feet. Qi Sen looked over and saw a thin white ankle, toes and instep hooking his calf, weakly holding on.

Yu Minglang's face was crimson, his eyes seemed to be shining, he sat up, leaned on the sofa, stretched out his hand to Ratcheson's hand, and slowly pressed it down, pressing it on a certain part of his body.

Qi Sen's eyes turned slightly red following his movements, until he touched the slightly hard ball, his reason was about to fly out of his mind, and his voice trembled: "Ming, Mingming?"

Yu Minglang seemed to be unaware, and let out a very seductive hum in his throat: "Look, I feel it too..."

His eyes were half-closed, making Qi Sen's heart itch.

That foot hooked his calf and moved: "How long do you want to be Liu Xiahui?"

"My dad thought we did it a long time ago."

He thought of those few photos, but they were of him and Qi Sen sleeping relatively intimately, and they were taken by someone who cared.

He pressed Qi Sen's hand harder again, and let out a comfortable voice: "A Sen..."

The ending sounds hooked, probably because he was too unrestrained in courtship, Yu Minglang also became ashamed, and his face flushed even more.

"clear……"

Qi Sen's eyes were red, he slowly leaned over, and took a deep breath next to Yu Minglang's face: "You made me..."

His hand went into his clothes again, and the corner of his mouth touched the young man's eyelids, like treating a treasure, and he said, "I like you so much."

All the words were replaced by fierce kisses. The two of them went from the sofa to the bedroom. Their clothes were lost on the way. When Yu Minglang was pressed naked on the bed, his face turned to the side, not daring to look at him.

"Baby, don't be afraid."

When it hurt the most, Yu Minglang still cried. Qi Sen pityed and kissed his cheek, and hugged the person under him even harder. This person belongs to him and will always be his. .

Qi Sen is a little virgin, and Yu Minglang is deeply aware of this problem. After that night, Qi Sen, who had sex, seemed to be in estrus, and pestered Yu Minglang endlessly every night. If he was at home during the day, the two would kiss each other. Kissing and can't help but roll on the bed.

Finally one night, after the two of them finished their work, Yu Minglang felt that it was necessary to talk to him about this issue.

He struggled not to fall asleep, and tugged Qi Sen's sweaty shoulder: "How about I move out?"

Qi Sen pushed back the bangs on his forehead and asked, "What's wrong? Why did you move out?"

Yu Minglang tried his best to open his eyes, and said weakly: "I, I'm afraid I can't stand you being so...so..."

He tilted his head and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at his sleeping face, Qi Sen fell into deep thought.

His ears turned red when he took the man out to wash him. After washing and wiping the man carefully, he stuffed the man under the quilt and fell asleep holding Yu Minglang through the quilt.

In the next few days, Qi Sen did restrain himself a lot, and handed in the seeds strictly according to the time set by Yu Minglang. Although the time was a bit longer, it was still within his acceptable range.

The two of them had a sweet little life, but Yu Minglang forgot his original home.

It wasn't until the housekeeper called him that he realized that he hadn't been home for a month. No matter how busy Yu Zhengyan was, he should be free now.

The housekeeper told him respectfully: "Mr. said, let you go home tomorrow."

The steward was talking about you, not you, and meant to bring Qi Sen back.

Yu Minglang glanced at the person who was playing the game and agreed. After he hung up the phone, Qi Sen said, "Dad let us go home tomorrow."

Qi Sen was having fun, so he agreed.

A few seconds later, he suddenly stopped the movement of his hands, his whole body stiffened: "Your father asked us to go home?"

Yu Minglang nodded calmly: "Well, let's go home."

Qi Sen put away the phone in his hand, exited the game interface, and fell silent.

Yu Minglang thought he was worried about tomorrow's affairs. After all, this was Yu Zhengyan's first official meeting with Qi Sen after they got together. He was afraid that Qi Sen would be under pressure, so he crawled over and fell into Qi Sen's arms. Zhong: "Don't worry, Dad told you to go back, that means accepting you."

But Qi Sen rubbed his hair with a serious face, and asked him in a very serious tone: "What kind of suit do you think Dad likes me wearing?"

Yu Minglang hooked his neck and laughed, and kissed him on the lips: "You can wear anything."

The author has something to say:

The second update was delivered~ I thought I could do another update, but it turned out to be impossible~

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