Blooming on the ground

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Yan Huanchao understands romance very well. When Fang Mufeng is with him, there are always new things that may happen at any time, and he always feels that no matter how long he loves him, it is never enough.

On the contrary, Fang Mufeng acted on instinct, went straight to the point, and didn't even do a good job of seduction.

To borrow Cheng Min's words, thanks to Yan Huanchao who only likes him, even if he just stands still, he is very attractive.

Fang Mufeng was not happy now, he was still stubborn, yelling that he was just being romantic and there was nothing wrong with it.

Cheng Min giggled shamelessly as if hearing some joke.

"However, Huanchao's birthday seems to be coming soon." Finally, he kindly reminded him.

These days, Yan Huanchao is filming a new movie on the crew. Fang Mufeng appears to be doing as usual, but in fact secretly engages in small tricks to prepare a "surprise" for Yan Huanchao's birthday.

He is ignorant of romance and lacks interest. It seems that all the skills in his body are focused on acting. He has been thinking alone for a week but he has not come up with a good idea. All he can think of are old-fashioned moves.

Among the many old-fashioned ideas that he thought of, he picked the best ones, and barely picked one that was not so old-fashioned to implement.

On the day of his birthday, Yan Huanchao came to the set early, and when he changed his costume, he immediately found that his costume was obviously new.

He asked the costumer, why did you change it to a new one?

The costumer looked at Zhao Qingyi with a strange look on his face, and said that the old set was dirty during the shooting yesterday, so he changed to a spare set.

Yan Huan could not see any obvious expression changes on the surface, but only smiled slightly.

After the costumer left, Yan Huanchao asked Zhao Qingyi, what is Mu Feng planning?

As an insider, Zhao Qingyi thought over and over again and chose to side with Fang Mufeng, and shook his head.

Without saying anything, Yan Huan smiled clearly: "Then you should cooperate with him."

On his birthday until the evening, Fang Mufeng didn't show up or contact him by phone, Yan Huanchao didn't care about it.

He wanted to see what surprise his little lover had prepared for him.

After finishing the filming, Yan Huanchao pushed open the door of the hotel room and found an orange light left in the room, and the surrounding area was dyed in an ambiguous dark color.A melodious and lingering piece of music was playing on the stereo, echoing in the room over and over again.

Yan Huanchao smiled softly and walked in slowly.

Obviously, I have lived in the place for nearly two months, but now I go in again, but it is like exploring a secret paradise, step by step, until I find the wonderful hot land with hidden treasures.

The ultimate treasure is naturally Fang Mufeng.

Leaning on the head of the bed, Fang Mufeng was wearing an ancient costume.

He wore a fake headgear, his long black hair hung down his shoulders, and he wore layers of exquisitely embroidered clothes, which were loose and crooked, revealing his slender neck and one shoulder, revealing a large area The beautiful chest muscles and the straight and long legs are lazily folded on the bed.

Fang Mu has a good character, is handsome and handsome, and has a typical appearance of a handsome man in ancient costumes. Many viewers regret that he doesn't make many costume movies.

Seeing someone coming, Fang Mufeng snapped open the folding fan, covering the lower half of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes full of affection.Lifting his eyelids, he gave Yan Huanchao a lazy glance, then turned his head and ignored him.

The posture is arrogant and elegant, like a flower of high mountains rooted on the cliff.

Yan Huanchao loosened the collar of his shirt with one hand, while admiring the beauty, he described the beauty's appearance with extremely deep eyes.

"I'm still curious about why the costumes were suddenly changed today." He walked to the bedside, half kneeling at the end of the bed with one leg bent, his eyes were smiling, and his tone of voice was better than singing. "It turns out that there are thieves who take it without asking."

"I bought it with real money, and I bought second-hand ones that you wore. No matter what, I was at a loss." Fang Mufeng lifted his long white legs, kicked Yan Huanchao's chest lightly, and slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "If you want so much, Just get it yourself."

Yan Huan smiled after being kicked in the heart, and his eyes became a little hot.He stretched out his hand to hold Fang Mufeng's ankle, kissed lightly on the instep, and looked up at him: "Then, how can I get this costume back?"

Yan Huanchao said the title "Official Man" with a sense of joy. Fang Mufeng didn't hold back, and couldn't help laughing: "That's up to you to think about it. If you make me happy, I'll return the costume to you."

"Oh," Yan Huanchao smiled even more intensely, "How about singing a little song for the officials?"

"Okay——" Fang Mufeng closed the folding fan, stretched forward to pick Yan Huanchao's chin, and said in a very frivolous tone, "Then just sing the song and listen, sir."

"Green grass/White mist/There is a beautiful woman/On the side of the water..." Yan Huanchao's voice is very pleasant, with a little hoarseness, mellow and magnetic, like the flames swaying in winter, burning from the eardrum to the heart.

He was always watching Fang Mufeng affectionately, his eyes were like a vortex that involved people in it, and his body moved closer to the song.

Immediately, the belt was pulled lightly, and the costume slid down the shoulders.

Fang Mufeng took the initiative to put his arms around Yan Huanchao's neck, and was pressed by Yan Huanchao on the bed, feeling his hands free from his skin, from bottom to top, and finally holding his face.

"I would like to go against the current/Talk to her softly/There are dangerous shoals before me/The road is full of twists and turns..."

Yan Huanchao gently rubbed against his side face, the corners of his mouth, ears and neck with delicate kisses, while continuing to hum, his voice was hazy, touching people's hearts in his ears.

Fang Mufeng panted, and moaned in a low voice, he went to find Yan Huanchao's lips, rubbed against them, and entangled his tongue.

"Is the official satisfied?" Yan Huanchao asked softly, but he was acting like a wild beast. There is no more presumptuous young man than him.

Fang Mufeng was tossed so much that he couldn't make a sound while clinging to Yan Huanchao.The costumes had long since been scattered all over the bed, had been rolled over and over, worn out over and over again, with only a white lining on her body, soaked through.

"The good clothes are all stained by you." His body melted into water, his sanity was still there, and when he found out, he angrily reprimanded.

Yan Huanchao kissed his flushed, cute face, and coaxed into his ear: "Does the baby want clothes or me?"

"I don't want you..." Fang Mufeng was angry with him, and before he could fully utter the word "you", he was suddenly interrupted, facing him fiercely.

Yan Huan laughed loudly, picked up Fang Mufeng who was stuck in the bed, took off the last liner in his arms, and patted his sweaty back: "You can't want me, you can only want me, do you know?"

Fang Mufeng was unable to answer, his hands and feet were weak, and his bones were about to fall apart.In the end, it was Yan Huanchao who carried him to the bathroom and gave the nurse a bath.

Leaning against Yan Huanchao's strong chest and soaking in the moderately warm water, Fang Mufeng gradually came to his senses, sat up suddenly, and splashed.

"what time is it now?"

Before the words fell, there was a faint rumble outside the window.

Oops!He ordered fireworks to be set off on time at twelve o'clock.

Fang Mufeng hurriedly put on his bathrobe, pulled Yan Huanchao up in the bathtub, and said he wanted to show him something nice.

Yan Huanchao smiled helplessly, before wiping off the water on his body, he also put on a bathrobe, and was dragged by Fang Mufeng all the way to the French window.

With a loud bang, the curtains were torn apart roughly by Fang Mufeng's movements, and what immediately came into view was such a scene: fireworks flew up into the sky one after another, and exploded instantly in the starless night sky. The dazzling light seemed to be about to explode. Half the sky is lit up.

Yan Huanchao lived on the upper floor of the hotel, and there were no taller buildings around, so he didn't have to worry about the reporter secretly taking pictures.

He stretched out his arms to embrace Fang Mufeng, filled with fragrant water vapor, and asked with a smile, "What did you prepare?"

The fireworks not far away made Fang Mufeng's eyes brighter. He hugged Yan Huanchao's waist, raised his head slightly and asked him, "Do you like it? Isn't it old-fashioned?"

Yan Huanchao smiled softly, bowed his head slightly, and pecked Fang Mufeng's lips: "It's a bit old-fashioned."

"I knew you would say that..." Fang Mufeng snorted, and buried his wet hair on Yan Huanchao's chest, pretending to be angry.

"You took the initiative to mention the old-fashioned, I will answer you truthfully," Yan Huanchao couldn't help laughing, and raised Fang Mufeng's chin to tease him, "Why do you start to get angry after talking?"

Fang Mufeng couldn't continue acting, and laughed: "It's quite old-fashioned, and I plan to do something even more old-fashioned."

"Oh?"

Yan Huanchao let go of his arms and watched Fang Mufeng step over the costume on the ground and search for something in his suitcase.Fang Mufeng turned his back to him the whole time, Yan Huanchao couldn't see clearly.

Fang Mufeng came back with his hands behind his back all the time, not knowing what he was holding.

"So, what surprises have you prepared?" Yan Huanchao looked at him with a half-smile.

"I know that no matter what I do, I can't hide it from you, so I didn't intend to hide it from you," Fang Mufeng smiled at Yan Huanchao, his affectionate eyes looked extraordinarily gentle against the orange light.As he spoke, he slowly opened a velvet box in front of Yan Huanchao, "Happy birthday, teacher."

Seeing clearly that there were two silver rings inserted in the box, Yan Huan showed surprise on his calm face, and was speechless for a while.

He didn't expect that Fang Mufeng's gift was actually a wedding ring promised for life.

Noticing Yan Huanchao's surprised expression that he hadn't seen for hundreds of years, Fang Mufeng grinned triumphantly, and said slowly: "I don't know when you started thinking about me in your last life, and I don't know how much you paid for me in the past. You never tell me this clearly, and then exchange love and guilt from me. But it's strange, you always have a way to make me believe that you love me very much."

"I understand very well that the relationship between you and me cannot be restrained or measured by the marriage system, but forgive my secularism, I still want to use some tricks to keep you by my side forever," Fang Mufeng took out one of the rings and put it on himself , and then took off the other ring, and then looked directly at Yan Huanchao, saying every word, "Yan Huanchao, my beloved teacher, confidant and lover, it was you who first discovered me, fell in love with me, found me, you are everything First, I will come first this time."

The fireworks stopped just at this time, and Fang Mufeng's words were exceptionally clear, and every sentence hit the softest part of Yan Huanchao's heart.

The half-wet bangs covered Fang Mufeng's eyes, and Yan Huanchao could still feel his soft and tender gaze at the moment.

Fang Mufeng grabbed Yan Huanchao's hand, and put a ring on him, which would cover him for the rest of his life.

"You can't run away now, Mr. Yan." After the ceremony, Fang Mufeng intertwined his fingers and smiled mischievously.

Fang Mufeng always hides his heart, but he is willing to reveal it in front of Yan Huanchao.Being able to be such a "only" is enough to teach people to sink for life.

Yan Huanchao's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment, and then it started beating more rapidly.

Fang Mufeng is always the "only" who can touch his heartbeat.

"Mu Feng..." Yan Huanchao finally opened his lips and called out his name in a very soft voice, even the name of his lover needs to be cherished.

Fang Mufeng leaned his ear closer: "Huh?"

Yan Huanchao lowered his head, brought his lips to his ear, and slowly uttered those three words.

"Understood?" He shook Fang Mufeng's hand with a gentle smile.

Fang Mufeng pursed his lips and suppressed a smile, openly cheating: "I don't understand."

Yan Huanchao repeated it again.

Fang Mufeng finally laughed now, and said, "Say it again."

Yan Huanchao also smiled, hugged Fang Mufeng back into his arms, rubbed his thin lips against his ear, and said over and over again.

I love you, I love you, I love you...

If I loved you less, Imight be able to talk about it more.

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The last sentence comes from Jane Austen, the translation roughly means, if I love you less, maybe I can say more sweet words.

Thinking back, I don’t know how many times I proposed at the end of the article... I can’t help but think about it this time. I just want to give this pair of lovers who have been tossing for two lifetimes the most happy ending, and I don’t want to leave any room for imagination.

Thank you for your companionship. Adding some popularity to this story makes me feel that I haven’t written too badly. The warmth of every sentence of affirmation and love will support me to continue writing, thank you.

I wish Mu Feng and Teacher Yan happiness for the rest of their lives, and I also wish happiness to everyone who sees this place.