love you

09

With the gentle evening wind, Jiang Qi took off his heavy helmet and let the cool wind blow through his sweaty pores to take away the heat. There was constant buzzing in his ears, like long and thin electromagnetic waves hitting the eardrums. He couldn't hear him, but he knew Ming Zheng was on the opposite side.

The tinnitus lasted for a long time, until a hand patted his shoulder, "You can! The bonus has been transferred to your WeChat, and I will call you again next time! Hey! Hey... what's wrong with you? Someone come here ! Someone fainted!"

Bang!

Jiang Qi's face was pale, and he fell straight down, the helmet in his hand rolled to the side.

Mingzheng asked loudly on the phone: "Jiang Qi? What's wrong with you?"

hospital.

Mingzheng rushed from city C to city D next door overnight. There were a few young people standing outside the ward. Mingzheng walked over with a sullen face, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Where are people?"

Several young people were taken aback by him, pointed to the ward stammeringly and said: "I, I'm resting in it. The doctor said that he fainted because of being too tired. It's none of our business. The final payment of the racing car It was all given to him.”

Ming Zheng pushed a few people away and rushed in.

In the snow-white ward, Jiang Qi lay motionless on the hospital bed, still wearing a racing suit, his face was as pale as paper, his black hair messily covered his eyelids, half of his face was buried in the snow-white soft pillow, he looked both Fragile and pathetic.

Mingzheng walked over slowly and sat by the hospital bed, gently brushed away the broken hair on Jiang Qi's forehead, took his cold hand and put it on his stomach to cover it, his eyes were deep, he didn't know what he was thinking.

It was late at night when Jiang Qi woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a strange silence and darkness, his pupils constricted, and his whole body tensed up.

As soon as he moved, Ming Zheng woke up, held his hand firmly, and passed the warmth of his palm to him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

pat!

When the light came on, Jiang Qi was dripping with cold sweat, and his chest heaved violently. After a day's rest, his complexion improved a lot. He glanced at the ward, and he could probably guess what was going on.

He took two sips of the water Mingzheng handed over, leaned against the pillow tiredly, and closed his eyes again.

Mingzheng watched his lips regain their blood color, after being moisturized by water, they shone with a seductive luster, and they were slightly parted to reveal their snow-white teeth, panting lightly.

The sounds sounded like knocks on his ears, Mingzheng's eyes darkened, he turned his face away, and said, "Stop panting!"

Jiang Qi: "...??"

Jiang Qi glanced at him inexplicably, turned over and closed his eyes again, since he was exhausted anyway, he might as well take a good rest.

Ming Zheng picked up the water he hadn't finished drinking and drank it in one gulp. He listened to his shallow breathing, thought for a long time, and asked, "What do you want so much money for?"

Just when Ming Zheng thought he would not answer, Jiang Qi said softly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Mingzheng stared at the back of his head, feeling that his back was filled with rejection, "What happened to your family? Your father..."

Before he finished asking, Jiang Qi interrupted him and said, "My dad died a long time ago, and there is no one at home. I want to sleep, so stop arguing."

Jiang Qi was really exhausted. After turning on the light, he felt a lot better psychologically. His eyelids were heavy as if filled with lead, and he would not be able to open them in the next second.

"Uncle, why..." Mingzheng didn't ask any more questions. He remembered that Jiang Qi's father was still there when he was a freshman, and he even went to their university to ask Jiang Qi for money. Before that, he always thought it was because of Jiang's father. Let Jiang Qi live a tight life these years. If Jiang's father passed away early, why is Jiang Qi still living so hard?

Mingzheng sat on the chair for a while, and waited until Jiang Qi's breathing was stable before he lifted the quilt and slipped in, carefully took Jiang Qi into his arms, stared at the two lips, and gently sucked them in. Suck and kiss.

"It's..."

This man is full of thorns, but his lips are so soft.

Jiang Qi rested in the hospital for three days before leaving the hospital. Mingzheng asked him for leave, and the supervisor didn't make things difficult for him. The project of Mingsheng's subsidiary company is coming to an end, and it is estimated that he will be able to leave in about a month.

During this period of time, Mingzheng did not come to the subsidiary company, and had been working at the headquarters. On this day, Mingzheng's assistant came over and gave Jiang Qi an envelope.

"Boss Ming ordered me to bring it over, but he said if you don't want it, just tear it up."

Jiang Qi took it over and opened it suspiciously. Inside was a check for 30 yuan and a note. The handwriting was vigorous and powerful, so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar. It simply wrote a few words:

【I'm at the headquarters all day today】

Jiang Qi: "..."

The assistant nodded and left. Jiang Qi hesitated with the hot potato. If he accepts the 30 yuan, he will inevitably be punished. The last time can be regarded as a brain twitch, so he can't do it again and again.

He was holding the middle of the check and was about to tear it off when the phone rang suddenly. Chen Yan went straight to the point and asked, "Brother, haven't you raised the money yet? It's been almost a month."

Jiang Qi held the mobile phone in his right hand and did not speak. He pursed his lips and looked down at the check in his left hand. Mingzheng's signature was engraved on the check stroke by stroke like a knife.

"Brother, why don't you talk? Don't you want to give it? I only have a few months left to live, I don't want to live in pain like before, I need drugs, I need money, can't you pamper me one last time? "

Jiang Qi looked up at the clouds outside the window, sighed softly, and said, "I've got it, I'll call you in the afternoon."

Jiang Qi went to the bank, and then went directly to Mingsheng's headquarters.

During off-duty hours, the entire building was quiet, and lights were turned off in many areas.

Mingzheng had already received the news that Jiang Qi was waiting for him in the office. He was calm on the outside but impatient inside. He checked his watch frequently during the whole meeting. The meeting was cut in half.

Jiang Qi waited in the office until eight o'clock in the evening to wait for Ming Zheng who had just finished the transnational meeting.

The door was locked with a click, and Jiang Qi, who was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and met Ming Zheng.

Ming Zheng stared straight at Jiang Qi like a wolf seeing its prey. He loosened his collar and walked towards Jiang Qi step by step: "Are you hungry?"

Jiang Qi looked away and stood up: "Not hungry, go to the hotel?"

The corners of Ming Zheng's lips curved slightly: "No, it's right here."

"..." Jiang Qi paused and looked at him with contempt: "Mr. Ming really knows how to play."

"Is the office not good? There are sofas, desks, floor-to-ceiling windows and a bar." Mingzheng pressed Jiang Qi on the sofa, tilted his head, and took another bite on the side of his neck, with short stubble on his ears Rubbing against the neck, after a while, Jiang Qi's white and tender skin turned red. He just wanted to speak, but his mouth was blocked.

The breaths of the two were intertwined during the passionate kiss, Ming Zheng was so excited that his hands trembled, and Jiang Qi's shirt buttons were still unbuttoned for a long time.

There was a little spring in the corner of Jiang Qi's eyes, looking at his hopeless appearance, he stretched out his hand and said, "I'll do it myself."

"No need." Ming Zheng said hoarsely.

The next second, the shirt was torn and the buttons were flying. Jiang Qi stared at him speechlessly, but Ming Zheng grinned and carried him to the bed in the lounge. He took off his tie and tied Jiang Qi's hands up high. stand up.

Jiang Qi lightly frowned and struggled: "Ming Zheng, don't be tied up!"

Mingzheng not only tied them tightly, but also turned off the lights, and opened the curtains to let in some bright moonlight.

The darkness and the restraint of his hands made Jiang Qi feel uneasy, but fortunately Ming Zheng came back soon, pressing him again, seeing his frightened expression, Ming Zheng licked his lips, approached his ear with a smirk and whispered Said: "Are you afraid? It's right to be afraid, it's exciting to fuck."

"..." Jiang Qi closed his eyes, afraid that he couldn't help but beat him up!

Mingzheng grabs his lips, licks every inch of his mouth, encloses the earlobe all the way up, sucks out red marks behind his sensitive ears, but only stays in kissing, without making any further moves.

Jiang Qi couldn't help trembling, his eyes were reddish, and there was moisture in his eyes, he said angrily: "What the hell are you doing so quickly if you want to do it?"

Ming Zheng pressed against his ear with a low smile: "So impatient?"

Jiang Qi was anxious: "Who the hell can't wait? Uh..."

Ming Zheng covered his lips, blocking the dirty words he hadn't uttered yet.

Then they sauced and brewed again, and finally they made sauce together.

The next day, Jiang Qiyou woke up, feeling exhausted all over his body, his lower abdomen was slightly swollen, and with a slight movement, strange things overflowed from the unspeakable places.

"Damn!" Jiang Qi turned over with a hot face, and in his heart scolded the eighteenth generation of Mingzheng's ancestors before he calmed down a little.

He was about to go to the bathroom to take a shower, but was pulled back by a pair of iron arms around his waist.

Mingzheng's voice sounded hoarse as if he had just woken up, "It's still early, let's sleep for a while."

Jiang Qi glanced at the clock on the bedside table, the hour and minute hands just stopped at the number 12, so it's too early?Ming Zheng, I am really Gan Lin's mother!

The author has something to say: in the hospital.

Ming Zheng: Just breathe well, why are you panting like that?

Qiqi: Knock inside!Did you hear me?Do I knock!