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Yan Liang raised his hand and gently touched the head of the gold master.

The hair strands bonded by hairspray are a little hard, and the chromium is in the texture of the palm, like tiny iron wires, with a bit of indescribable coolness.He made some bad intentions, and messed up the young master's meticulous hairstyle, and the fluffy hair fell down, and was wet with cold sweat again, sticking to the side of his face sticky.

"I'm here." He comforted him as always, "Don't be afraid."

As he spoke, he raised his hand to serve Qin Yuan some food and pushed it over.

Perhaps it was the tangy aroma that soothed the other party's nerves that were on the verge of collapse. Qin Yuan's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his hand belatedly, and picked up the chopsticks on the table again.

He ate very slowly, and every time he took a bite, he had to look up, as if he was eating with Yan Liang's face.The latter laughed a little, and helped him add a few chopsticks to feed him bit by bit.

After eating this meal for a full hour, the soup was completely cold in the end, and the fat on it had condensed into a layer of oily flakes. Yan Liang wanted to ask someone to come over to warm it up, but Qin Yuan raised his hand to stop it.

"No need." The young master who had calmed down closed his eyes and didn't speak for a while.

Yan Liang took the initiative to walk behind the opponent, and the silver chain dragging under his feet made a crisp sound - he hugged Qin Yuan's head, and gently rubbed the opponent's temple with his thumb, the movement was gentle and slow, and the strength was just right.

"Are you still leaving today?" Yan Liang asked him: "Stay overnight?"

Qin Yuan's breathing slowed down just now, and because of this sentence, he became short again. He pursed his lips and said willfully, "You sleep with me."

Three years, two years together, almost thousands of days and nights from knowing each other to now, received countless kisses, had countless hugs full of love, but the number of times they hugged each other to sleep was only a handful .

Perhaps because of this, when both of them were lying on the bed soberly, they were both a little unspeakably nervous.

After turning off the lights, the moonlight outside the window spilled through the seventy-seven windows that were patched with seals, casting a huge "X" on the ground, which was a bit ironic.

So the young master looked at it for a while, got up angrily and got out of bed, and drew the curtains.

After all the light sources disappeared, the room was completely dark, leaving only the sound of breathing intertwined one after another, forming some kind of ambiguous melody.Qin Yuan returned to the side of the bed, covered in darkness, pretending to casually reach out to touch Yan Liang's face, and when his fingertips brushed the other's lips, his heart beat faster.

The latter only felt a heat between his lips, and subconsciously grabbed the restless palm. After a short period of embarrassment, Yan Liang opened his arms and placed the opponent's arm on the throbbing chest, pressing the palm against the heart, A steady heartbeat tells the other party that you exist.

He didn't say a word, but let the young master completely fall, the exhaustion he had endured before swept over him, he didn't even have time to say "good night", he was dragged into a deep sleep by a pair of invisible hands...

A night without dreams.

In the early morning, Yan Liang yawned big as he watched the first ray of sunlight peeking through the cracks in the curtains.

After a night of evolution, the sleeping position of the person next to the pillow was only one hand at the beginning, and then he wanted to wrap his whole body in his arms.Yan Liang finally felt a little drowsy, but was woken up by the hot head, and for a moment he even felt that he had a big dog.

Of course, if such rebellious words were spoken directly, he might not be able to get out of bed for another day.

So in the end, I can only close my eyes in resignation, listen to the vigorous heartbeat and breathing of the people behind me, and force myself to empty my mind...

It was like sitting in meditation for half the night, until an indistinct voice came from behind: "Brother Yan."

The voice was soft and deep, like a breeze blowing past the ears, but Yan Liang suddenly opened his eyes from a light sleep.Before he even had time to distinguish whether this call was a hallucination that occurred when he could not sleep peacefully, the body under the thin quilt began to tremble uncontrollably. Yan Liang had no choice but to hold down his trembling arm, taking deep breaths , the thin body curled up into a ball, from head to toe retracted into each other's arms.

It's like... It's like countless hopeless dreams suddenly came into reality, even awakening the little warmth left in his chest, and re-igniting the ashes that were burnt back then.The flickering sparks made his mouth dry, Yan Liang closed his eyes, gently rubbed his stiff neck back, and rested it on Qin Yuan's sweaty chest.

Whether it was an illusion or not, it had become a fishing line that involved his soul, and the hook at the other end was something Yan Liang was willing to swallow.

So at this moment, a little tugging seemed to pull out all the viscera, Yan Liang's face was pale, but the corner of his mouth curved into a sickly arc, he raised his hand, and gently pressed the other party around his waist Between the arms, a little bit upward...

Then, fingers clasped together.

Maybe it was because of excitement, or something else, Yan Liang stayed up all night, and his mind was more lucid than ever.He just waited quietly until the alarm clock rang at seven o'clock in the morning, waking up the benefactor who was soundly asleep.

It was rare for Qin Yuan to have a good night's sleep, and he was even a little reluctant to wake up. At this moment, he stretched out his hand in a daze to press the alarm clock, but touched something soft and warm.

He was startled, and subconsciously opened his eyes, and what caught his sight was the messy hair ends of the man in his arms, slippery and scattered on his chest, slightly pressed under the two of them, damp with sweat.

"Good morning."

Yan Liang's voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was very relaxed. He even raised his head and sucked on Qin Yuan's stubbled chin.It was like a feather fell on the skin, so soft that the touch disappeared when the wind blew.

Early in the morning, people were already confused, but if this happened again, the eldest young master would be completely out of order, staring blankly at the person in front of him, his eyes were rare and clear, Yan Liang's heart skipped a beat.

Just at this time, the alarm bell that had been turned off earlier sounded again inappropriately, breaking the rare ambiguity.

Qin Yuan rubbed his eyes vigorously, and his Adam's apple rolled: "...Morning."

Seeing that he was already awake, Yan Liang didn't dwell on the topic just now, but got up first and got out of bed: "Want to eat something? I'll make breakfast."

When he was speaking, the chains under his feet rang just right, Qin Yuan couldn't help but look down, only to hear the man laugh and stuff his bare feet into his slippers.

Yan Liang turned around and walked to the bathroom: "You can untie it for me first, and then buckle it back before you leave—even if you have a dog, you have to take it out for a walk, right?"

"...Shut up." Hearing his self-deprecation, the young master only felt a burst of heartache, but he couldn't find the right words to refute.

In the end, he had no choice but to say in a low voice: "I will untie it for you...one hour, before I go out, you have to come back here."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for the other party's reply, and left the house as if fleeing.

A few minutes later, Yan Liang finished washing, opened the unlocked door, and saw that the young master had changed out of his pajamas at some point.He should have taken a battle shower, the ends of his hair were still a little wet, and the water drops rustled down the ends, wetting a small piece of neckline.

Yan Liang likes this kind of Qin Yuan very much. He looks younger and less gloomy without the armament of modeling.

So he reached out and touched the end of the other person's hair, and said with a smile, "Do you need me to blow your hair?"

Qin Yuan subconsciously tilted his head, and his cheek just touched the other's warm palm. Yan Liang's palm moved slowly, and his fingertips inadvertently brushed the man's mean lips, and lightly picked on the tight chin .

Just before the young master realized that he was being molested, he quickly changed the subject: "What do you want for breakfast? Bread and toast? Vegetable salad? Or something more Chinese...By the way, when are you going out? Can you make it in time? Is it?"

Qin Yuan didn't know how to answer the successive questions, so he silently opened his palm and revealed the key in his hand.Just as Yan Liang reached out to grab it, he unexpectedly knelt down on one knee and grabbed the young man's slender ankle.

Qin Yuan's palm was very wet, whether it was water or sweat - there was a little callus left by the fitness equipment on the tiger's mouth, which was now clinging to the ankle bone and rubbing gently.

Yan Liang moved subconsciously, but was quickly stopped by the other party. The man's voice seemed to be scraped from the bottom of a burnt pot, deep and hoarse.

"...I put it on for you." He said as if talking to himself, "Only I can untie it for you."

He thought he was arrogantly swearing the dominance, but he couldn't see Yan Liang's hand hanging above his head, gently fanning it like a puppy.

With a soft sound, the shackles were untied, and the skin of the place where it had been restrained was reddened, and there was a slight pain when touched.Yan Liang didn't care much, he took his foot out of the opponent's hand, put his arm around the opponent's shoulder, and pulled him up.

"Time is running out, young master, please order first."

……

In the end, due to time constraints, many complicated dishes were too late to cook. Fortunately, there were still a few frozen dumplings that Yan Liang made a while ago, so he ordered a bowl of sour soup dumplings with vegetables and eggs.

The taste is still the familiar taste, spicy and delicious, sweet and sour, very appetizing.The young master was snorting down the soup, but when he looked up, he saw Yan Liang coming out of his room upstairs, holding several suit jackets in his hand.

He was a little wary: "...what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I haven't looked at you carefully for a long time." Yan Liang responded with a smile, her eyes were shining brightly: "Let me choose a dress for you, how about it?"

Perhaps it was because the other party's expression was a bit lonely, Qin Yuan really couldn't say no to it, so he had to acquiesce.

So a few minutes later, he put on the striped suit chosen by Yan Liang, a low-key gray with a bit of dark purple, and a black tie with dark patterns of checks.

Yan Liang took the initiative to step forward: "I'll tie it for you."

There was a smell of food on the other party's body, it was warm, and he didn't even take off the previous apron. It's hard not to be tempted by the gentle look with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes.

The young master was so fascinated that he poked in place like a doll and let the other party manipulate him. After the collar clip was put on, Yan Liang folded the handkerchief into a flower and stuck it on the man's chest.

"Okay," he clapped his hands and took a step back: "Bon voyage, and..."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

The author says:

This chapter is sweet! !