My NO.1 Mr.

Xie Yuzhi died.

Yan Qiting recovered from his daze, and took down the photo in his hand.

It was the one that Xie Yuzhi insisted on putting on the bedside, the only photo of the two of them together.

When Yan Qiting turned the key as usual and stepped into the door of this apartment habitually, he even expected in his heart that there was still a person sitting at the dining table waiting for him with a hot meal in front of him.

Yan Qiting came back to his senses and wiped his face.He never seemed to have thought that in this still warm room, there would be a day when someone like him would guard the empty boudoir alone.

What kind of mood did that person feel when he was alone at home waiting for him who didn't return all night?

Will it be like the current self, with a big emptiness in my heart?

Yan Qiting thought that after so many years, facing the same rigid and dreary face every day, and that face that never knew how to say a word to himself, even when he was passionate, he would be able to say what Yan Qiting said tomorrow without any confusion. He was already tired of talking about itineraries and arrangements.But who knew that after Qian Fan passed away, the place he relied on, missed the most, and could be called "home" the most was actually this small house that this person bought a few years ago and hadn't even paid off the loan.

Human habits are terrible.

Yan Qiting sighed, picked up the cell phone that was thrown by the pillow.

There are nearly 1000 communication numbers in the mobile phone, and he sorts them into different groups.One of the groups was called "Wild Flowers". Yan Qiting smiled unconsciously when he saw this group. It seemed that he had already regarded that group as his family flower.

Long and round fingertips swipe across it, Yan Qiting selects one of the numbers and presses the call button.

"Come here." The phone was connected, and he only said two words, his voice was low and sexy, and Xiao Qing'er over there was suffocated.

"Okay, Mr. Yan, I'll come right away. Is it Green Field Garden?"

The voice over there was young and charming, it was one of his little lovers, and Yan Qiting was quite satisfied with him.This kid is gentle and pleasant, with a good image, and the most important thing is that he is not boring and knows how to play.

"No," Yan Qiting took out a very thin cigarette from the cigarette case, which belonged to Xie Yuzhi. He usually didn't like to smoke this kind of cigarette, because he found it boring.He took a deep breath, clamped it between two fingers, and slowly exhaled smoke with his eyes closed, "You come to the Washington District."

He was stunned for a moment, and quickly responded coquettishly: "Brother Yan, wait, I'll be right there."

Yan Qiting has never brought anyone here before, but for some reason, he wants to do it here today.

Maybe he always felt that Xie Yuzhi was still alive subconsciously, maybe he was still imagining that Xie Yuzhi would rush out from an unknown corner of the room because he saw him messing around, grab him, or that kid by the collar, and put People throw it out.

Even if his ghost comes out.

But would that man, the shrewd, capable, quiet man who was obedient to him, do this?

Yan Qiting didn't know what to do.He suddenly realized that after so many years, he didn't understand this person at all. Maybe, he didn't have the heart to understand at all.

This person, like a shadow, is like a lighthouse standing behind him forever. No matter how late it is, as long as you look back, you can see him standing in the same place.

Maybe it was because of this, because he felt too safe, so he got lost in the jungle fog ahead.When he turned his head again, the lighthouse was too far away from him, even out of sight.

When Yan Qiting was pulled out of his thoughts by the doorbell, he found that the palms he pressed on his browbones were wet.He went into the bathroom, flushed his face with cold water, and opened the door.

"Brother Yan, I'm here, it's so cold outside!" Xiao Lin crawled into his arms with a chill in his body, shaking the food box in his hand, "Have you eaten yet? I packed you the soup of X, and I Remember you like to eat this."

Yan Qiting's eyes were red, he took the things and threw them on the table, and the man who scooped them up went upstairs to the bedroom.

"Hey? Why are you in such a hurry?" Xiao Lin laughed while sucking his earlobe lightly, "Brother Yan hasn't looked for me for so long, are you lonely?"

Yan Qiting didn't speak, he threw the man on the bed and pushed him on top.

Xiao Lin is still a college student, but he is very good at observing words and expressions. He found that Yan Qiting was a little unusually silent today.

Usually Yan Qiting is gentle and considerate, even a bed partner like him will be caring and generous.Several small zeros in the circle scolded him for not knowing what kind of shit luck he had, and he was always proud to meet such a gentle and rich boss.

But today, Xiao Lin didn't hear Yan Qiting say a word from the moment he entered the door, so he couldn't help feeling a little scared.

He looked at Yan Qiting's face and asked carefully: "What's the matter, Brother Yan? You seem to have something on your mind?"

Yan Qiting's tenderness, affection and chicness have always been based on his good mood, but unfortunately, today his mood has reached a certain point, and he has no patience at all to coax his little lover to play.He just wanted to quickly solve the following mess, and then sleep well with his head covered. Tomorrow, there was another project that he had been staring at for a long time that could enter the negotiation period.

He cursed uncharacteristically: "Stop talking nonsense, I bought your ass, not your mouth, quickly take it off for me, do you want me to serve you!"

Xiao Lin trembled in fright, and immediately shut his mouth, but he didn't move his hands, he was frightened by Yan Qiting's expression.

He has never seen this gentle and refined man get so angry. In his impression, Yan Qiting is a perfect lover who knows how to cherish the beauty and create a romantic atmosphere.

Yan Qiting took a deep breath and got up from the bed.He tousled his meticulously combed hair in annoyance, inserted his fingers into the tie knot and pulled it hard, then unbuttoned his shirt as if venting, and walked towards the bathroom while shaking off the suit pants that were entangled with him: "Wait for me Come out, you must see a naked you."

Yan Qiting closed the door, put his hands on the sink, and was taken aback by the face staring at him in the mirror.

The pale complexion was lined with the tight corners of the mouth, an expression that seemed to be eating people.Under the messy strands of hair that he rubbed into strands hanging in front of his eyes, there were red bloodshots of uneven thickness scattered in a pair of foggy eyes.

Who the hell is this?

Yan Qiting slapped his palm on the mirror, making a loud noise, which made Xiao Lin outside tremble.

No matter who it is, it shouldn't be Yan Qiting.

He grabbed the shower head hanging on the wall and rushed around.The water that just started was still a little bit cold, but he needed such stimulation.

Calm down, you are Yan Qiting.Nothing can beat you, nothing can.

Yan Weifeng can't do it, Xie Yuzhi... can't do it either.

Xie Yuzhi also... no.

The bathroom door lock turned slightly, Yan Qiting turned his head.

Xiao Lin had packed himself up and walked in from the outside.

He has a youthful and vigorous body, and is Yan Qiting's favorite weak and slender type.Yan Qiting saw his fair and tender skin and the sexy underwear he was wearing through the water, and his lower abdomen gradually became hot.

"Come here." His voice became a little hoarse, and it was hopelessly sexy to anyone's ears.

Xiao Lin's ears were a little numb, Yan Qiting was extremely gentle and considerate on the bed, he was good at mobilizing the emotions of both parties, and he was not like some bosses who like to play some wicked things, his benefits, those who have experienced him will never forget.He couldn't help but quicken his pace and walked towards the bathtub.

When Yan Qiting saw the person walking towards him, he hugged him into his arms, pressed him into the bathtub, and turned on the nozzle of the bathtub.

A stream of warm water poured in, and the temperature in the bathroom gradually increased.

This is a jacuzzi, which Yan Qiting insisted on installing here during the renovation, and he wanted to make peace with Xie Yuzhi in it.

Reconcile Yuzhi...

Xie Yuzhi?

Yan Qiting's chaotic brain suddenly went blank, and at the same time, he unconsciously pushed the person in his hand away.

"What... what's wrong?" Xiao Lin was already out of breath from his kiss, and his whole body almost turned into a pool of spring water.He stretched out his slender fingers, trying to touch Yan Qiting's face.

A trace of disbelief flashed across Yan Qiting's face, and he quickly took it over.

He grabbed the bathrobe beside him and wrapped it around his body, without even looking at Xiao Lin, he left the bathroom.

Xiao Lin sat in the bathtub blankly, not knowing what he did wrong.

Such a good atmosphere, such a gentle brother Yan, why did everything go wrong all of a sudden?

……

Yan Qiting also couldn't figure out what was wrong.

This kind of thing has never happened to him today. In Yan Qiting's consciousness, a man who turns his back on the battlefield is not a man at all.

After sending Xiao Lin away, he opened the webpage, gritted his teeth and pressed it for a long time, deleted, deleted and revised it several times, and still typed out his experience just now, and pressed the ENTER button tragically like a strong man breaking his wrist.

The big characters that jumped out of the computer made him thump the table hard.

- "Psychogenic ED".

"Fuck your mother's shit!" Yan Qiting didn't want to have anything to do with the word ED, even though three words were added in front of it as an attributive, but these two English letters were enough to make him fly into a rage.

He has played well these years, and he didn't feel much when he was alive. Why does he still "keep the festival" for others when he leaves?

How can it be?How can this be?How the hell is that possible!

Yan Qiting grabbed the photo by the bed, and stared at the person above with gritted teeth, always felt as if a strange smile was revealed from the corner of the person's pursed lips, and the eyes hidden behind the glasses seemed to suddenly have a playful look look.

Yan Qiting's eyes widened in disbelief, and when he looked again, the man's expression suddenly changed back to a sense of reason and calm.

Yan Qiting stared at that bland and ascetic face, feeling the tightness in his lower abdomen hit again.

……

"Damn it." President Yan, who hadn't relied on Miss Jill for an unknowable amount of time, had broken his three views, and cursed softly under the quilt with his head covered.

Anyway, at least it's normal, he thought.

The author has something to say:

This is the third time posting on JJ~ Still the old rules, 1V1, HE.

I wanted to write mutual attack essays for a long time, my hands were shaking from the cold, hahaha!

Now that you are in love, don't mind who goes up and who goes down, let's attack each other happily!Just sauce!

PS: For those who don’t understand Jill’s cool stalk, please spread your left hand and observe carefully in your direction (did I expose something).

The previous chapter of the next chapter, and now the scumbag replacement vest is officially launched.

The last thing I want to tell you is that these two people are super scumbags, so don't sympathize with either party, be careful to be slapped in the face~~~~XXD