Autumn water is long

Sitting in the car, Lu Ting's eyes were coaxed by Qiu Yibei to cover his eyes with a tie.

Lu Ting, who never gets motion sickness, because of the darkness in front of his eyes, and someone's not very good driving skills, Qiu Yibei kicked the accelerator without warning and almost made Lu Ting spit out all the coffee just now.

Just as Lu Ting was about to mock Qiu Yibei's driving skills, the familiar smell of vodka seemed to waft from his tie.The strong and pungent smell of wine gradually poured into Lu Ting's nostrils, easing his dizziness for the first time.

Even ignoring the driving track of Qiu Yibei turning left and right.

Qiu Yibei's brakes are similar to his gas pedal, Lu Ting can't wait to uproot the handlebars.

"Boss Qiu's driving skills are really unflattering." Lu Ting gritted his teeth and said, after being helped out of the car by Qiu Yibei, he raised his hand to tear off his tie, but was stopped by Qiu Yibei.

Qiu Yibei: "Wait a little longer."

Qiu Yibei grabbed Lu Ting's wrist with one hand, and wrapped her arms around Lu Ting's shoulder with the other, leading him slowly forward.After walking about a few meters away, Qiu Yibei stopped and said, "Lift your feet."

Lu Ting raised his foot obediently.He also vaguely guessed in his heart where Qiu Yibei brought him, even if Qiu Yibei was not so tight-lipped, there was a bit of anticipation and tension from the bottom of his heart.

After going up two or three steps, Lu Ting felt the confinement on his shoulders loosen, and then there was a "click", and the woody smell of new furniture rushed towards him.

Qiu Yibei led Lu Ting and continued to walk in. After walking two or three steps, Qiu Yibei said, "We're here."

The tie on the eyes slipped off, and the dazzling light flooded in. Lu Ting squinted for a while, and slowly opened his eyes. What caught his eyes was not what Lu Ting had been guessing from the bottom of his heart—he and Qiu Yibei were both used to it. Depressed serious black and white tones.

Their home has all kinds of bright colors, just like the autumn scarf that Lu Ting kept in his left breast pocket all the time.

Lu Ting unconsciously touched his heart.

He stood at the porch, looking from one place to another, without moving for a long time.

Someone grabbed his wrist and pulled him inside.

Passing the corner of the entrance, passing the living room, Lu Ting saw a grand piano placed by the wall in the corner of the living room, his heart moved, but he didn't make a sound, and continued to let Qiu Yibei pull him forward.

Qiu Yibei took Lu Ting to the master bedroom upstairs, walked to the bed, motioned for Lu Ting to stand up, and then he pushed open the two doors of the large vertical wardrobe.

The moment the cabinet door was opened, Lu Ting's pupils suddenly dilated.

All kinds of tops, trousers, linings, and accessories of various colors were carefully matched by Qiu Yibei. More than a dozen sets of clothes were neatly arranged, lined up and hung inside according to seasons and occasions.

Lu Ting caught a glimpse of the mark on the collar of the clothes—it was his size.

He unconsciously lowered his eyelids, and an inexplicable emotion rose up, which formed a great contrast with Qiu Yibei who was as excited as offering a treasure at the moment.

Qiu Yibei didn't notice Lu Ting's slightly lowered head, and continued to hold Lu Ting's wrist, wanting to take him to the next place, but this time he didn't pull it.

"Boss Qiu's hard work these days is not busy harvesting the spoils of the Ning family, but staying here to do these things?" Lu Ting forced his eyes to show a strange coldness.

Immediately feeling the coldness in Lu Ting's eyes, Qiu Yibei seemed to have expected such a reaction from Lu Ting, smiled and said, "Not only."

Regardless of Lu Ting's resistance, Qiu Yibei forcibly pulled him downstairs, let him sit at the bar table, then opened the refrigerator, took out a fresh-keeping box and put it in front of Lu Ting.

Lu Ting raised his head in confusion.

Qiu Yibei nuzui signaled Lu Ting to open it.

"Tomatoes with ebony plums, without sugar." Qiu Yibei's words appeared before Lu Ting's eyes, accompanied by exquisite ebony tomatoes one by one.

Lu Ting quickly heard the important point - to remove the sugar.

These small tomatoes are neatly lying in the fresh-keeping box, and the knife in the middle looks like a knife, and the size is strictly compared, and they are cut in half from the middle.

The surface of plump and equal-sized ebony plums is drizzled with a little honey, shining crystal light, and fits perfectly with the tomato.

The dried plums sold outside are all preserved in sugar, and the sweetness is uncomfortable, at least it will make Lu Ting uncomfortable.

Qiuyibei said that they are sugar-free, which means that these ebony plums exuding a sweet and sour smell are dried by Qiuyibei himself, and then sprinkled with a small amount of honey by himself-the degree of care is "obvious".

From the colorful colors at the beginning of the door, to a well-matched suit of the entire wardrobe, and specially reduced sugar desserts.

Lu Ting felt as if he had been dissected from head to toe, and a deep sense of insecurity spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body at this moment.

Seeing that Lu Ting was still not moving, Qiu Yibei turned around and washed his hands, picked up a ebony tomato, and brought it to Lu Ting's mouth.

Lu Ting didn't open his mouth, but just stared at Qiu Yibei.

Qiu Yibei still held it up, and said with a smile: "A few days ago, I was 'sick', and when I woke up, two bags of small tomatoes that weighed two kilograms in the refrigerator, and a certain Mr. Thief disappeared out of thin air. .”

Suddenly thinking of the shrunken fresh-keeping bag containing the tomatoes in Qiuyi Bei's refrigerator, Lu Ting unconsciously frowned.

For a long time, Lu Ting, who ate and slept only for simple survival, never thought that he would still be greedy.

Whenever he wandered into the living room, he always went to the refrigerator to pick out two small tomatoes, simply wiped them and put them in his mouth.

Sometimes Lu Ting is not in the living room, but stays in the bedroom thinking about those two bags of red tomatoes, and his heart is itchy, and he will always touch two or three in the end, and then eat them with satisfaction.

Before he knew it, Lu Ting ate up two kilograms of small tomatoes within a week.

Lu Ting recalled this, and gradually smiled, Qiu Yibei looked at the right time, and stuffed the ebony tomato in his hand.With a tomato in his mouth, Lu Ting looked at Qiu Yibei in a daze.

A trace of sweet and sour gradually spilled over to the tip of Lu Ting's tongue, it was indeed sugar-free.The sour taste from the tip of Lu Ting's tongue numb his entire tongue like an electric shock, and he swallowed unconsciously.

Qiu Yibei, who saw Lu Ting's Adam's apple rolling, obviously didn't eat ebony tomatoes, but followed Lu Ting to do the same.

Lu Ting immediately read the desire in Qiu Yibei's eyes.

But even he himself didn't think that he didn't have the instinct to retreat, and even wanted to rush forward to meet Qiu Yibei's fiery eyes.

In the next second, a broad and soft chest suddenly embraced him, which was completely inconsistent with the flames in his eyes, and gently encircled his entire body.

The heart is beating violently, and the pheromones are raging out of control.

I'm done - Lu Ting said in his heart.

"Qiu Yibei, you have no chance to regret it..." Lu Ting bit Qiu Yibei's neck firmly.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ting would make such a move, Qiu Yibei quickly held back the pain after a muffled snort, and slowly smiled.

It was the same as the first bloody "fight" between the two, but it was a little different.

Facing Lu Ting's merciless bite again, it was the same that Qiu Yibei also smiled, but the difference was that his hand on Lu Ting's back slowly lifted up, and finally gently stroked Lu Ting the back of the head.

At the same time, with a "stab", Qiu Yibei's shirt collar was violently torn off by Lu Ting, and at the same time, there was an inconspicuous hole in Lu Ting's heart.

The little ebony tomato has been swallowed by Lu Ting, but there is still a little sourness in the corner of his mouth, which was entangled and shared by the two in the fire/heat.

"Not here, Lu Ting, let's go upstairs." Qiu Yibei panted heavily.

After finishing speaking, Qiu Yibei supported Lu Ting's waist and lifted him up.

Lu Ting's legs wrapped around Qiu Yibei's waist, but his hands didn't listen to Qiu Yibei's suggestion, and unscrupulously explored/groped from the opening of the shirt.

The feeling of autumn is falling/the abdomen suddenly tightened, and I couldn't stand still. I held a table with my hand and just pressed it on the remote control of the air conditioner.

With two beeps, the air conditioner turns on the heating mode.

Multiple vertical air conditioners and wall-mounted air conditioners operate at the same time, and the hot air instantly fills the entire living room on the first floor.

"Turn off...the lights..." Lu Ting said stumbled.

Qiu Yibei responded with a muffled voice, and moved towards the switch with Lu Ting on her body.

There is a step on the way from the dining room to the light switch in the living room. Qiu Yibei, who has only been familiar with the house for a few days, doesn't remember the step at all at this time.

He and Lu Ting lost their foot in the overly devoted and almost selfless kiss, and Lu Ting's back was about to hit the wall straight away.

Barely surviving a bit of sanity, Qiu Yi Bei still had his arms around Lu Ting's back. He almost instinctively exerted strength that he hadn't thought of, and propped his wrist on the wall behind Lu Ting at an angle that was unbearable.

"Click", the sound of the excessive folding of the wrist resounded throughout the empty living room.

The severe pain forced Qiu Yibei's brain to wake up for a moment.

Lu Ting, who was protected by Qiu Yibei at the cost of a dislocated or fractured wrist, could not escape the pain.

Lu Ting was thrown backward by inertia, and the outer malleolus of his right foot hit the top corner of the grand piano all at once.

With a sound of "Boom", the subconscious pain of the two of them was concealed between their bloody lips and teeth.

Qiu Yibei "wasted" one hand, and Lu Ting "wasted" one foot.

In the dark, the two stumbled, and at this moment, the keys played a chaotic "music" for them because of their aimless knocking.

The pain was still there, but it was temporarily withdrawn from the body in a trance.

Lu Ting's lower back was lifted abruptly, and Lai Qiuyibei's hands passed under his armpits, and then the keys in the bass area made a muffled sound, and he was seated on the keys.

The left ankle covered with terrible burn scars was tightly grasped by Qiu Yibei, the range of body activities was suddenly restricted, the situation changed instantly, and the initiative immediately turned into passivity.

Lu Ting's feet couldn't help but kept hitting the keys, and his fingers, which were sometimes clenched and sometimes stretched, wandered between black and white.

The sparks buried under the ashes for too long collided violently with the spirits, and the fire ignited at the touch of a button.

The full moon outside the window peeked out from the clouds, and the cool moonlight shone in.

Sprinkle it on Lu Ting, whose internal organs are all burning.

He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the burning pain on his body bursting alternately with the coldness of the moonlight.

The first piece of music played by this piano came on such a full moon night, in dire straits and storms.

At the end of the song, a hot kiss made the final curtain call.

Lu Ting trembled slightly, stretched out his exhausted fingers, touched the bass si lightly, and tapped on the keys one by one: b--c1--e1--g...

Four bars, at the end of the real tune, he dropped a heavy bass sustain—at the same time, he closed his eyes and turned his head up to meet him, the tip of his nose slowly slid down from the steep and towering roots of the autumn north, and the tip of his lips touched, and stopped suddenly.

The heat was blowing, and he said:

"Put down your knife and give me the rose."

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No Obscure Spring and Autumn:

You're done, you xxxx.