Rebirth: Chasing Seniors

He was hugged tightly by Ying Yuzhi, and he could only caress the other's back with trembling hands: "Senior..."

Ying Yuzhi replied softly: "Fool, why are you crying?"

"...Senior, are you okay..."

"I'm fine. The operation was successful. Don't worry." Ying Yuzhi whispered in his ear along the hair on the back of his head.

"Really? I..." Li Tingyun was incoherent happily, and looked at him closely with a pair of eyes.

Ying Yuzhi felt more and more uncomfortable. For him, the past two years were just a sleepover after undergoing an operation, but Li Tingyun had been worrying about himself for two full years, and he had suffered a lot.

He squeezed Li Tingyun's waist, he lost a lot of weight...

Li Tingyun suddenly said nervously: "Senior, do you feel uncomfortable? Did the doctor say...is there any sequelae? Ah...you can be like a normal person in the future, right? No, no, I mean... ...Will the surgery have any bad effects on you?"

He touched Ying Yuzhi's forehead and spoke incoherently, fearing that his senior would feel uncomfortable or unsatisfactory.

Halfway through, Ying Yuzhi lowered his head and sealed his chattering mouth. The tip of his tongue traced the beautiful lips and bit his slightly pale lower lip. Li Tingyun opened his mouth to invite him, and his two tongues intertwined in the air Over and over again, Li Tingyun's kissing skills didn't improve at all. He was a bit stupid and only knew how to hook his tongue. Ying Yuzhi tilted his head slightly and deepened the kiss. His tongue swam into his mouth to lick the white teeth. Scratching the sensitive upper jaw lightly, he lifted up the pink tongue that had nowhere to rest, pressing against the lingering death.

Li Tingyun couldn't help panting, "It's too bad, Ying Yuzhi let go of him a little bit, only allowed him to breathe and breathe, and then stuck it up again, a little domineeringly took away all the oxygen, Li Tingyun could only bear it with his head up, his lips were a little bit Slight redness and swelling, the ambiguous sound of body fluid was very clear in the empty toilet, mixed with his own incomplete panting and slight moaning.

Ying Yuzhi almost hugged him. Li Tingyun was trapped in his arms and could only wrap around him. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, his chest heaved violently, and he breathed the fresh air.

Ying Yuzhi smiled softly in his ear and said, "Isn't it said that the lung capacity of singing is very good?"

Li Tingyun heard his deep and teasing voice, his cheeks were hot, and he buried himself in his neck panting slightly: "Senior, I... obviously worked hard, okay?"

"Yeah." Ying Yuzhi rubbed his chin against the hair on his head: "Next time, keep working hard..."

The beating heart in the chest seemed to bring out a nice tune, shaking on the surrounding marble.

The mobile phone that had landed on the sink rang, and Li Tingyun's facial features were filled with pleasure at this moment, he couldn't hear the pleasant ringtone at all, and after a while, someone outside knocked on the door: "Ting Yun! Are you okay? Car Waiting outside! While the fans are still at the gate, let's go quickly, the fans will chase after me..."

Li Tingyun wanted to speak, but when he opened his mouth, all he heard was red-faced panting.

"Ting Yun? Are you in there!?" Brother Zhu was still shouting.

Another voice said: "Is something wrong? Why haven't you come out for so long?"

"Probably not!"

Li Tingyun became more and more anxious as he listened, and reluctantly said: "...I... I'm fine... ah!" Ying Yu knew that he couldn't help but let out a soft cry, and lay on his shoulder, gasping for breath, and surrendered.

People outside looked at each other strangely.

Brother Zhu outside the door was worried and was about to call the police when the phone rang.

"Hey, Ting Yun, where are you? Are you in the toilet? I'm so anxious!"

"Brother Pig, I'm fine. My friend is here to pick me up...I'm already gone." Under Ying Yuzhi's gaze, Li Tingyun lied, blushing and beating heartbeat.

"Friend? Is it Young Master Ye?" Brother Zhu knew that Li Tingyun was only a good friend of Ye Huo.

Li Tingyun responded vaguely.

Brother Zhu said twice: "Then you should pay attention to rest, the concert is over, and there are no plans for these two days, drink plenty of water, do you know..." He asked, but before he finished speaking, he was hung up .

The phone fell to the ground, and Li Tingyun raised his arms to hold him, feeling his eyes slightly wet.

"I'm sorry...for making you wait for me for so long." Ying Yuzhi stretched out his hand to gently stroke his face, his eyes were full of love and pity, Li Tingyun's nose was sour, and tears welled up: "Senior didn't forgive me..."

Ying Yuzhi kissed away his salty tears, pinched his ears, and said softly, "What a crybaby."

Li Tingyun lowered his head, trying to hold back his tears, but he couldn't.Even though he was tortured by crazy longing in the past two years, he was strong enough not to cry, but now that he really sees someone who thinks day and night, all the suppressed emotions will be vented, and grievances and joys can also be turned into tears. The opponent's shoulders were soaked.

In front of the seniors, I couldn't control my emotions at all.

Ying Yuzhi helped him get dressed and rubbed his broken hair: "Don't cry, huh?"

He wanted to pull Li Tingyun's hand holding his neck, but Li Tingyun hugged him tightly, and did not let go, with his head buried in his shoulder.

Ying Yuzhi turned to hug him, and said softly, "You crybag."

The two of them stuck together in the toilet for a while, and when they came out, Li Tingyun went back to the dressing room to put on a mask and glasses.

It has been so long since the end of the concert, but there are still some fans staying at the entrances of the venue, but not many, avoiding the fans, the two got into a black car, Li Tingyun's body was sticky and sticky, and he was sweating when he took off his mask The smell, still can't help but want to get into Ying Yuzhi's arms.

"Senior, where are we going?"

Ying Yuzhi looked at his still red eyes, and pecked his face: "Let's go home, there is a building in Guangshi."

"Go home..." Li Tingyun blinked, a little in disbelief: "Is it... our home?"

"Of course." Ying Yuzhi embraced him: "Are you allowed to live in the dormitory?"

Li Tingyun looked at him with bright eyes, and said excitedly: "Is the senior going to marry me?"

Ying Yuzhi was helpless and touched, and teased him: "Stupid and can't cook, timid, crying at every turn, and so thin..."

Li Tingyun lay in his arms, wrinkling his nose: "Hmph, no matter, if you don't marry me...I...I'll cry for you!"

After speaking, his eye sockets began to fill with water again, and the ability to cry at will is probably not as good as Wen Tian thought. Li Tingyun sighed in his heart that he should develop in the film and television industry.

Ying Yu knew where he couldn't see through his tricks, and said, "Cry." His eyes were full of tenderness and love.

Li Tingyun suddenly wanted to cry but couldn't cry, the emotions he had brewed were gone, he looked at him blankly, and murmured: "I... Am I not good enough for you?"

Ying Yuzhi hugged his arm tightly, and coaxed softly: "Did I say I won't marry? Silly boy."

Li Tingyun was satisfied, and said seriously: "I know that I am not worthy of the senior, but I will work hard, I will learn a lot, take care of the senior, Ying Yuzhi, don't dislike me..."