Mr. Flower

"Get in the car." Yang Yiyue raised his hand and pointed to the door.

"Are you sure that such a small space in the car is suitable for you to help me?" Tong Xiang, who is heartless, can still run the train with his mouth, "The moon is good, and you can walk around the street."

"The rainy street is not suitable for me." Yang Yiyue turned his head to see if someone was following him, and when he saw that he was right behind him, he felt relieved and opened the store door.

The visitor's bells are tinkling, ringing in the night wind, and ringing in people's hearts. There is no noise, and it is full of tranquility.

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Tong Xiang felt that it was the first time for him to watch Yang Yiyue drive from the co-pilot's position. From his own point of view, Mr. Yang drove too steadily.Generally do not overtake, as long as the direction is absolutely steady, drive on the second lane, and do not rush to the intersection for three to five seconds when the green light is left, but only step on the brake slowly, and wait calmly.

Wearing glasses, Yang Yiyue looks more delicate than usual, definitely the kind of scholar that vixen likes most.

Looking at it, he couldn't help but move his hands, and his fingers brushed lightly on his earlobes and cheeks, "Am I a jerk?"

"Yes." Turning his head to look at Tong Xiang, Yang Yiyue's answer was firm and quick.Then the red light turned green, and Yang Yiyue turned around and continued driving.

"Sister Zhixin, where are you taking me?" Tong Xiang lazily leaned back on the seat, folded his hands behind his head, the melancholy was not on his face, but in his eyes.

"Take you to sell, and then go back and share the money with your mother." Yang Yiyue turned right as he spoke, and the car drove onto the ring road built by the Mansbury Hotel around the fountain.

"How many points? Can I save more for my mother?" Tong Xiang looked down at himself after finishing speaking, and said very melancholy: "I'm in shorts and flip-flops, can they let me in?"

"Just treat you as my luggage." After Yang Yiyue finished speaking, he stepped on the brakes and got out of the car without looking back.

Tong Xiang watched him walk around the front of the car in a slow pace and walked towards him. He always felt that no matter how he looked at him, he couldn't get bored. Apart from those things that he yelled about every day, there was something about Yang Yiyue that Tong Xiang was more obsessed with. Places, such as Mr. Yang who is calmer when the sky falls, Mr. Yang whose mouth is so poisonous at all times, Mr. Yang who opens the car door and reaches out to you total……

He stretched out his hand to hold Yang Yiyue's, his fingertips touched his palm, it was hot, but he didn't want to let go.

As soon as he received Yang Yiyue's force of dragging him, Tong Xiang got up and stepped on the high-end mosaic marble floor with flip flops. Suddenly, he had a thorough understanding of Cinderella's mood when she entered the palace to participate in the ball. The heart of the world is really enjoyable...

In addition, the prince doesn't look at any girls, just holding your hand, jumping from one end of the gorgeous hall to the other, even if the jealous eyes of those vulgar fans can burn through the bottom of the aircraft carrier's special steel, they can't kill you. The prince's love for you is broken down, this feeling is more enjoyable than pointing the country, the former is the pleasure of control, the latter is the person who controls the world and bends down just for me...

so refreshing...

The figure under the majestic crystal lamp was light and fragmented. Tong Xiang watched his figure and Yang Yiyue's figure approaching and superimposed on each other. The countless fragments formed new shadows. He couldn't see what it looked like, but intuitively, the shape was absolutely stable. Not fragile.

As written in the novel, I was fascinated by him, fascinated by him, I don’t know how I got to the room, I only know that he stood in front of the French window of the luxurious suite, bright like an oracle that can bring salvation with a clear heart.

Tong Xiang's son of the oracle opened the curtains, and the huge moon seemed to be outside the window, within easy reach.

"You don't need to be bitten by mosquitoes, you don't need to shake your trouser legs in muddy water, the best place to see the moon..." After Yang Yiyue finished his introduction, he turned the rococo-style single sofa with cat feet so that it faced the window.Put this one away and turn the other one.

Going forward and walking behind Yang Yiyue, Tong Xiang hugged him from behind with both hands, strode back, and the two of them fell to the first sofa together.Tong Xiang whispered in Yang Yiyue's ear, "One piece is enough..."

For such a sudden attack, Yang Yiyue accepted it without making a sound, and relaxed in the next second, leaning softly in Tong Xiang's arms.At this moment, Tong Xiang felt his heart melted, as if hugging the softness of a kitten.He was still moving limply, moving on his body for a while, and finally found a comfortable seat.

Yang Yiyue found a good angle and position, and Tong Xiang himself felt quite comfortable, he raised his hand and hugged the person nestled in his arms loosely.

Yang Yiyue's head leaned against Tong Xiang's shoulder, and Tong Xiang could kiss his ears and cheeks as soon as he lowered his head. Looking at the bright moon after the rain, Tong Xiang couldn't hold back.

The unsteady kiss caused Yang Yiyue to push it away, raised his hand and patted Tong Xiang's face lightly, Tong Xiang held his hand and pressed it against his own face, at this moment he heard his soft voice: "Bastard, tell me... ..."

I couldn't help laughing, it turns out that being called a bastard can also be happy in my heart.

"Your love only ends here?" People who are not used to speaking honestly didn't get to the point directly.

"It decreased after getting in the car. If it wasn't for the comfort of lying in your arms, it should have disappeared." People who are not used to speaking kind words cut off the way for dishonest people.

"I begged you, um..." The fingers wrapped around Yang Yiyue's waist nodded, "I just don't want her to worry."

"Hmm..." Tong Xiang's heartbeat was heard in the ear close to Tong Xiang's chest, neither fast nor slow, it was the most reassuring rhythm, and Yang Yiyue's casual humming response was also reassuring.

"I don't want to see her take out my dad's clothes every season to wash, dry and iron. For a long time, I hope that an uncle will come soon... As a result, none of these uncles can do it... It's not as good as me Myself." After Tong Xiang finished speaking, he did not forget to give money to himself, "Do you admire my ability to manage the house?"

The fingers on Tong Xiang's shoulder moved, touching the fine cotton thread pattern on Chunshen's support T-shirt, Yang Yiyue smiled.

The carpentry level of the flower stand on the terrace has grown from the old to the new. The oldest has a lot of nails, and the latest has a simple mortise and tenon structure.The workbench in the small room has all kinds of tools, big and small. It turned out that it was not a boy's hobby, but the needs of this family.Cooking and cleaning are arranged in an orderly manner, and all the housework is done properly while running a flower shop. This virtuousness is actually the optimization of countless experiments over the years...

"Well, I still want to keep it for myself."

Yang Yiyue's attitude won Tong Xiang's heart, and he was kissed on the earlobe in the next second.

"But I was wrong..." Tong Xiang's voice suddenly dropped, "My mother is right, I am separated from her..."

"Do you think it's too late?" Yang Yiyue saw that the corners of his always upturned mouth drooped down, and he held back his poisonous mouth.

"It's only a little bit too late." Tong Xiang said softly, as if if he spoke louder, he would really be too late, with deep fear, "If I didn't trick her into taking targeted drugs..."

"Did you tell her these words well just now?" When he was downstairs, Yang Yiyue felt that the time was very slow. close.

"I said it very seriously..." Tong Xiang nodded, "So now I'm feeling super disgusted with myself... I need you to save me..."

"The next time you act like a baby, it will be better if you don't do it directly." Fingers penetrated into Tong Xiang's hair, and he clasped his head down, Yang Yiyue took the initiative to kiss him.

Obviously kissed back but then withdrew immediately, Yang Yiyue plucked the hair on his forehead, "Sexy, did I make a mistake?"

"I'm trying to show you off, but I already have your heart, so I have to improve..." Hugging Yang Yiyue, who was about to sacrifice himself to save himself, Tong Xiang spoke seriously, "I want to hear you praise me, so that I feel I'm not such a jerk..."

"Then I may have to think about it for a long time..." Yang Yiyue was held by him without moving, and he still had bad words in his mouth.

"I can wait..." Aggrieved face came to Yang Yiyue.

Not wanting to look at his contrived expression, Yang Yiyue pressed his head to his shoulder, rubbed his hair, and said softly: "You are my safe haven...my fearlessness and bravery..."

"I want a small composition of more than [-] words..." Someone attacked with "weakness".

The face of the person making the request could not be seen, only the husky words drifted into his ears, Yang Yiyue wanted to show his teeth and bite someone, but suddenly said, "I have already accepted the fact that I dare not turn off the lights and dare not talk about being kidnapped." For myself, many things will be easier to handle after I confess my love... I can live in a lonely corner without a trace, and I can also endure threats from those who think they know the insider. Although I am unwilling, I am really afraid... I You have to hide behind another person to be at ease. It was Uncle Pan in the past, and maybe someone else who is capable enough in the future... You appeared.

"In the beginning, you were the flavoring agent in my life, and I also wanted to show you... But you are too good at fighting... Professional boxer, Hu Nanfeng's minion, Yang Yichao's subordinates, you are very ruthless... ...and never treat them differently, be it Hu Nanfeng or Yang Yichao, as long as they come to me looking for trouble, none of them seem to be able to retreat... It turned out that it was so cool to call back directly, and it turned out that after calling back, I didn't think so much out of hand……"

"It doesn't sound like a compliment, points will be deducted for wrong questions... scratch it again." Tong Xiang likes Yang Yiyue rubbing his hair, it's so comfortable and pampered.

"Don't talk..." Yang Yiyue tugged Tong Xiang's hair with his hands, and was satisfied when he heard him screaming pain, and continued, "It's a compliment, I praise you for showing me options that I never dared to choose, and I praise you for being brave enough to choose." Taking on the role of a little bodyguard, I am very happy with you... Your aggressiveness and aggressiveness..."

"That's called not wanting to be bullied by others, let's change the word..." The person who protested in a muffled voice reached out and pinched Yang Yiyue's head first, so as not to make his head bald.

"Your unoppressed blood has awakened my weak soul. Is this word okay? Is your wounded heart healed?" Yang Yiyue smiled, and he stopped writing the damn essay... and pushed Tong Xiang away.

This time it was Tong Xiang who hugged her tightly, "It hasn't sublimated yet... the last paragraph... Hurry up, it will be repaired soon..."

"Because I met you, I had to kill my weak self; because I met you, my dad had to face me who was becoming more and more arrogant and hateful; because I met you, my bright life had to face the shitty thing of turning off the lights, Although I am not short of electricity bills; because I met you, I still have to try to recall the shit about being kidnapped, and tell you about it while shaking; because I met you, I don’t want to hide anymore, I want to catch up with you bastard, and I also don't know how to write words when I'm afraid; because I met you, I had to read this damn short composition of [-] characters... It's all because of you, Tong Xiangxiang, have you repaired your fragile little heart yet?!"

"It's still short of a one-sentence summary..." Tong Xiang laughed out loud, and got up from the sofa with Yang Yiyue in his arms.

"Don't let me say it again!" Yang Yiyue opened his mouth and bit Tong Xiang's ear.

"I said it myself..." Pushing Yang Yiyue down to the four-post carved bed, "You are my safe haven, my fearlessness and bravery..."

The kiss fell firmly on Yang Yiyue's lips. After the deep kiss, Tong Xiang whispered in his ear: "You are my gentle little sun, you are my gentlest, gentlest sunshine..."

Holding Tong Xiang's face in his hands, Yang Yiyue kissed him again, the hem of his t-shirt lifted up showed that Yang Yiyue did not misunderstand this time...