Ex-boyfriend turned cute meow

Ding Ran's face was very red.

Although Le Ming fell asleep after talking to him for a while because he was too tired, he couldn't calm down at all sitting alone.

It's been a long time since he and Le Ming had the same...intimate contact with Le Ming. It's been a long time since he realized that he was a little hungry.

Hungry and shy at the same time, he may be the only one.

When Mrs. Le opened the door and came in, Ding Ran was leaning on the bed and looking down at Le Ming's sleeping face in a daze.

A second later, Ding Ran jumped off the bed in a hurry, his movements were so fast that his whole body seemed to be bouncing off in an instant.

But even though he was flustered, he still remembered to straighten the quilt again, so as not to affect the peaceful sleep that Le Ming finally obtained.

"Is he asleep?" Madam Le lowered her voice.

Ding Ran looked at her in surprise and nodded.

"I have something that I want to tell you." Mrs. Le looked at Ding Ran, her eyes were a little red, probably because she cried just now.

"Okay." Ding Ran followed Mrs. Le out the door without hesitation.

Mrs. Le pushed open a door at the end of the corridor, Ding Ran walked in, it should be a study.

Mrs. Le motioned Ding Ran to sit down, and waited for tea to be brought before she started her topic.

"The last time you came as a guest, I didn't treat you well. Now that I think about it, I still regret it." Mrs. Le sat opposite Ding Ran and said softly.

regret?Ding Ran was startled by this word, and hastily put down the teacup in his hand.

"Madam Le, you..." Ding Ran was a little anxious.

Mrs. Le waved her hand, reached out and pressed the corner of her eye: "If I knew you were the sweetheart of that child, I wouldn't have ignored you so much last time, I should have a good chat with you, maybe then I would It can help Le Ming."

Mrs. Le's voice was a little choked, and her face was full of shame.

Ding Ran rummaged through his pockets in a panic, and finally found a pack of tissues. He quickly stood up and handed the tissues to Mrs. Le.

"Mrs. Le, please, please don't blame yourself so much..." Ding Ran whispered, "Maybe I told you in advance about some things that happened to Le Ming, and you would feel unbelievable, but now he is doing well. It's okay, I think this is enough, please don't get stuck in the self-blame for the past, the most important thing now is that Le Ming will not encounter those things in the future, and your family can continue to live together, are you right? ?”

"In fact, he hinted at me, but his father and I misunderstood him too much..." Mrs. Le wiped her tears with a tissue, "We thought he had no feelings for this family, that's why we were in the first year of high school. Nian left home and didn't want to come back, and over time, we pinned our feelings on Le Song."

"Le Ming is the only biological child of his father and me. How could we not take him seriously, but we paid too much attention to him, so we were a little scared instead."

"He wanted to keep a distance from Lejia, and we were afraid that if we didn't promise him, he would really abandon us."

"But who knows, it's because his brother controls him more and more day by day that he wants to leave here."

"We have already made a decision," Mrs. Le raised her head and said word by word, "We will terminate the relationship with Le Song, and we will find someone to take over Le Song's company as soon as possible."

"It's impossible for us to keep someone who hurt Leming, it's not fair to Leming."

"That's all I want to say. Originally, I wanted to tell Le Ming," Mrs. Le showed a wry smile, "but I don't know if this kind of treatment will make him happy. I found that I actually don't care about my children at all." learn."

"So, please help me convey it, and tell me Le Ming's true wishes, is that okay?"

Ding Ran looked at Mrs. Le in silence for a long time.

Mrs. Le is also worried that Le Ming will be unhappy, which shows that, in fact, Le Ming is still cared about in this family.

He took a deep breath, because the message he received made him feel a little soft towards Mrs. Le.

"I will, I will tell him, please don't worry too much," Ding Ran said, "He definitely doesn't want to see you like this."

Le Ming recuperated in Le Zhai for three days, and Ding Ran also accompanied him. Although due to Le's father and mother's sight, Ding Ran did not dare to be too intimate with Le Ming. After nightfall, he slept alone in the guest room.

Le Ming expressed dissatisfaction with this point, but these few days he was not in good spirits, and the time he fell asleep was longer than the time he was awake, so he had no chance to prevent Ding Ran from going to sleep in the guest room.

When Le Ming was awake, Mrs. Le would go upstairs to talk with him from time to time, and at these times Ding Ran would always consciously close the door and stand outside the room for a while, waiting for the mother and son to finish talking before going in.

He didn't know what agreement Mrs. Le had reached with Le Ming. After Le Ming had rested for three days, he proposed to go back to Star City, but Mrs. Le didn't stop her.

"I arranged for the driver to take you back. It's better to return the rented house. It's better to live in your own house." Mrs. Le sent Le Ming into the car, telling her along the way.

Ding Ran sat in the back seat of the car with Le Ming, and was a little surprised to hear Mrs. Le's words.

Le Ming was able to chat with Mrs. Le that they are currently living in a temporarily rented house, which means that the estrangement between them should be completely eliminated, and they can even chat about some household matters.

After Le Ming said goodbye to Mrs. Le, he closed the car window. Ding Ran covered Le Ming's legs with a small blanket, put his arms around Le Ming's waist, and let Le Ming lean on him.

"The journey is quite long, you can sleep with me for a while." Ding Ran whispered in Le Ming's ear.

With such a posture and such a considerate tone, Ding Ran's boyfriend strength is undoubtedly revealed, and Le Ming, who is pale and looks very weak, does not feel disobedient when he leans in his arms.

Le Ming raised his head and glanced at Ding Ran.

Ding Ran, immersed in the desire to protect, blinked blankly: "??"

"Inverted." Le Ming opened his lips and said two words.

"Ah?" Ding Ran didn't respond.

Le Ming moved the blanket on his legs so that the blanket could cover his and Ding Ran's legs at the same time, then stretched out his hand to hook Ding Ran's neck, and while he was lowered, pressed his head on his lap .

"Okay, that's it." Then he fell down by himself, put his face against Ding Ran's, and closed his eyes comfortably on Ding Ran's body.

Lying in this position for a long time is actually not very comfortable, half of the body is pressed, and it is estimated that it will not be my own if I lie down for three hours.

But Ding Ran didn't want to move, especially after Le Ming put his face close, he subconsciously put his arms around Le Ming's shoulders, so that the two of them could get closer.

Although Mrs. Le ordered the driver to help them move their things back to their own house, the "own house" that Mrs. Le considered was Le Ming's villa in Star City. Move back to the villa.

"Thank you, you should go back first, we don't have much stuff, you can move it yourself." Le Ming said to the driver.

The driver still hesitated, Le Ming said again: "I will explain to my mother."

When the driver drove the car away, Ding Ran quickly took off his scarf and wrapped it around Le Ming's neck. The apartment they rented had a spacious frontage and few green plants. After standing for a while, he could feel the cold wind blowing into his collar irrigation.

"Do you think I'm a delicate flower now?" Le Ming pulled the two scarves around his neck, a little unhappy.

"No," Ding Ran smiled, "You are my baby lump now, and I will feel sorry for you if you are sick again."

When Ding Ran uttered this sentence, he came from the bottom of his heart, causing his brain to not even react when he said it.

When Ding Ran reacted and blushed, Le Ming had already opened the scarf and wrapped his neck in, as if he was satisfied with his words, and his walking pace was much lighter.

Although he is willing to be treated by Ding Ran as a baby bump, Le Ming prefers to return to his normal state as soon as possible instead of being protected by Ding Ran all the time.

After Ding Ran returned to work in the company, he would often go out for a walk in the winter sun, and he would run when he was refreshed, which was a scene that never happened in his past life.

When Ding Ran was working overtime in the company, he was very itchy when he received the photos taken on the road from Le Ming. He always wanted to participate in outdoor sports with Le Ming, or even if he didn't exercise, it would be nice to go for a walk together.

But when he came home from overtime work, Le Ming returned to the state of nesting in the room and writing, or was already lying on the bed planning to rest.

Although Ding Ran always felt a little regretful, it felt good to see Le Ming when he could go home, enough to make him forget the occasional sense of loss.

"You have been writing for the past few days, what are you writing about?" Ding Ran asked curiously.

"Lyrics." Le Ming sat on the bed and turned the notebook to face Ding Ran, "Do you want to read it?"

Ding Ran quickly waved his hand: "No, no, I don't quite understand if you show me."

According to Le Ming's past habit, he will basically not reveal any details in the process of writing a song, unless he thinks the song is already a finished product that he can satisfy.

Ding Ran was very happy that Le Ming was willing to share the lyrics he was creating with him, but he felt that it was not appropriate for Le Ming to change his past habits.

As long as he sees Le Ming continuing to do what he likes, he will be very happy...

He only worried about one thing, Le Ming's writing songs should not affect his body, but if Le Ming resumes recording songs at this stage, will his voice really be able to bear it?

Ke Leming didn't seem to care about this at all, not only didn't make him worry, but also deliberately said something to attract him.

"Last time you said I never wrote a love song."

"The song on the last album, I actually finished writing it a long time ago, when you were still living in my villa."

"The single I plan to release this time will also be a love song."

"Want to hear it?"

"I want to sing it to you first."