night sky flight

Liu Xiangjun was also stunned. Although there is still a difference between seventeen or eighteen years old and now, this face must be the one in the photo of Yang Xinghe Xinnian.

"Why are you here?"

Ji Mu bowed his body and looked at Yang Xinghe's pale face.

"There is an event in Paris, and I want to sit down too."

Ji Mushen knew what he meant, seeing such a pitiful appearance, he also relaxed his tone, "Do it?"

"Take the plane you fly, what do you think it is."

Ji Mu smiled deeply and touched his little face, covering it with his body to prevent others from seeing him, then helped him fasten his seat belt, and touched Yang Xinghe's waist, "Sleep well. Sleep, don’t take that kind of medicine, you’ll fall to the ground when you wake up.”

Ji Muchen looked at his watch, it was just a chance to go to the bathroom, but it has been 7.8 minutes since he came out, so he had to go back quickly.

"The airflow in the air is normal. I have to go back. It will be stable after this."

Yang Xinghe nodded, and when Ji Mu turned around, he gently scratched his little finger.Ji Mushen turned his head and smiled slightly, and returned to the cockpit.

This is Ji Mushen, just like in memory, like stars and sea, blue sea and blue sky, always giving him enough dependence and warmth when he needs it most.

After the plane stabilized, Xing He unbuckled his seat belt and was about to go to the toilet. As soon as he got in, he was pushed by someone, and two strong men squeezed into the cubicle.

Yang Xinghe was startled, his first reaction was a little bit afraid that it was a illegitimate meal, but he was relieved when he saw the straight suit.

"Captain, it's so easy, come out again?"

"Still scared?"

Yang Xinghe shook his head, his small face was still pale, maybe because he just got up, he was still a bit lazy, very much like his high school appearance.

The bathroom is filled with the fresh smell of laundry detergent from Xinghe's body, mixed with Ji Muchen's vague tobacco smell, intertwined with a strong friendship.

The plane seemed to be at a standstill, Ji Mu tilted his head and kissed it.

Yang Xinghe wanted half of his brain to explode, sparks flew everywhere, and he uttered without any preparation, "Don't..."

A very short, very light kiss, until they parted, the heart of Bank and Li was beating more excitedly than before, and their eyes were fixed on the four stripes on their shoulders, shining golden, as if they were sure of something, they calmed down a bit Excited, Yang Xinghe took the initiative to hook Ji Muchen's neck and kissed it.

This kiss is much longer...

With a bit of entanglement.

"Go back to sleep and we'll be there when you wake up." After entanglement, Ji Mu whispered in his ear.

The plane landed smoothly all the way - London, England.

The two of them didn't have much time to say goodbye, Xing He went directly to the VIP passage of the connecting flight, and Ji Mushen needed to hand over matters on the plane, and it took a long time, so they planned to go their separate ways.

After Xing He arrived in Paris, he started to participate in various fashion weeks, and it was almost late at night when he returned to the hotel.

Liu Xiangjun helped the exhausted Xing He to the hotel entrance. He was wearing a hoodie, a hat, sunglasses and a mask. He looked exhausted.

Liu Xiangjun stood at the door, opened the hotel room, and did not follow in.

"Take a good bath and rest. Tomorrow is afternoon."

Xing He gave a weak "hmm" and entered the room.

Removed the layers of camouflage bit by bit, took the pajamas and went straight into the bathroom.

In the bathroom, the water rushed down his neck, and the tiredness of his body dissipated a lot with the hot water, and suddenly remembered the kiss that Ji Mu sank on the plane, and smiled unconsciously.

After washing, he came out wearing a bathrobe. The bedroom was unusually quiet. He walked to the bed without any doubts, and was suddenly hugged from behind.

The body is stronger than Yang Xinghe, but it makes Xinghe feel a little at ease, and will not worry about the behavior of illegitimate meal.

"Thanks for your hard work?"

The voice was cold and resolute, with a very familiar tone, Xing He felt relieved.

"People are scary and scary."

Xing He turned around, "Why are you here?"

"I'm going back to Kyoto in four or five days, and I'm staying in London anyway, so I might as well come to accompany you."

Both of them were in their pajamas, and because of the jet lag, neither could concentrate on falling asleep.

A large bed, two people can lie down at a distance of one person, one is playing games, and the other is watching old movies, just like when they were in school.

After playing a round, Ji Mu looked down at Xing He, his eyes gleamed with water, playful and seductive, as always with a pure heart, making people want to kiss him, and then do something like two people matter.

But he thought that it wasn't long before the two reunited. Although they were both adults, they still needed to give each other some time.

Putting down the phone, because of long-term self-discipline, he still lay down and was ready to sleep. When he was tilted to sleep, Yang Xinghe locked the phone and looked at him in shock.

Ji Mu smiled deeply. It turned out that he felt that he had to keep a distance, but someone was expecting something...

Ji Mu shook his hands and pulled him over, "Go to sleep, I'm tired today."

Although Yang Xinghe was a little disappointed, he still fell asleep. It is true that the time difference + fashion week is too tiring.

Yang Xinghe woke up the next day refreshed, but the people around him disappeared.

He walked around the living room, drank a glass of water, turned around and heard the sound of the door opening.

Ji Muchen came in with the hotel's breakfast, "I'm afraid it will hurt your throat, so I ordered something not too greasy for you."

Yang Xinghe sat on the side and nodded. He has been strong for so many years, and now he has transformed into a sweet little man at this moment, watching the love breakfast prepared by his beloved.

As he was talking, someone knocked on the door.

Yang Xinghe didn't move, Ji Mushen opened the door actively, and outside the door were Liu Xiangjun and the makeup artist.

Yang Xinghe looked at it in embarrassment, thinking about how to explain it.

But the two of them seem to be very familiar with each other.

Only then did Yang Xinghe realize that it must be the key card that Liu Xiangjun gave to the hotel when Ji Mushen entered the room yesterday.

Ji Mushen was eating brunch, while Yang Xinghe was drinking porridge while putting on makeup.

"How many games are there in the afternoon?" Ji Mu asked unintentionally.

"Two games." Yang Xinghe looked up and down skillfully, drawing eyeliner.

Liu Xiangjun put down the phone, and then the two said, "There is a party in the private villa tonight, you may go."

Yang Xinghe nodded without thinking, and Ji Mushen paused for 2 minutes and said, "Where is it?"

Liu Xiangjun sent the invitation to Ji Mushen.

A designer's party, and this designer is a well-known celebrity who came out of the closet, and directly announced his coming out statement on ins.

Fashion designer and Xing He's occupations are also very close, and coupled with his good looks, Ji Mushen suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of crisis.

In the evening, Yang Xinghe went directly to the party after leaving the fashion week.

Ji Muchen had already entered the scene with the invitation that Shen Yihang was about to come, leaned against the bar with a glass of wine and looked at the door.

As soon as Xing He walked in, he quickly locked onto the person and walked over directly.

The designer also saw Xing He, and walked straight over, directly took Xing He's arm, "You are here."

The British accent is very nice.

Ji Mushen hurriedly quickened his pace and walked to the other side of Xinghe, clasped his big hands, hid them from an angle that others couldn't see, and squeezed them hard.

Yang Xinghe nodded, let go of his hand, and started to walk around with the designer. People in the entertainment industry almost knew each other.

"Go and say hello, I'll wait for you over there."

Yang Xinghe nodded, watching Ji Mushen walk towards the bar.

But Ji Mushen got used to a regular life, so he walked to the quiet side and drank alone.

Yang Xinghe perfunctorily toasted wine cup after cup, and wanted to leave after drinking, but was grabbed by the designer, who also got too drunk and hooked Yang Xinghe's shoulder.

"That man is so handsome."

Yang Xinghe looked over with his fingers, and Ji Mushen leaned against the bar by himself, holding up the wine glass with his slender fingers apart, with elegant and charming movements.

Next to him is the famous Hollywood actress Laura, with a slender figure and a wine-red dress, elegant and sexy.

Xing He slowly moved over, only seeing the elegant and noble young man next to him, smiling evilly at him.

He trembled unconsciously, thought wildly for a while, and walked to Ji Muchen's side.

Ji Mu put down his wine glass, glanced at Laura, clasped fingers with Yang Xinghe, and posed in front of Laura.

The meaning is very obvious.

Laura left the bar tactfully, the two of them looked at each other, and Ji Mushen asked Yang Xinghe with some restraint in his eyes, "Does that person like you?"

He pointed to the designer who was socializing but looking this way.

He raised his hands with intertwined fingers, and kissed Yang Xinghe lightly on the back of his hand.

□□It's full of flavor, as if occupying a territory.

Yang Xinghe quickly pulled out his hand, snorted inexplicably, and was about to run out of the party.

Ji Mushen chased after him with strides, and the two of them took a taxi back to the hotel, it was already early morning.

Ji Muchen didn't say a word until he entered the door, closed the door, pulled Ji Muchen back, "stand still".

With a somewhat commanding tone,

"Drink too much?"

Seeing Yang Xinghe drooping his head, his face was flushed, and he looked drunk.

"Seeing you drinking cup after cup, do you feel uncomfortable?"

Looking at Ji Muchen's dizzy look, he was amused.

"Drink some water, don't be hoarse tomorrow."

Yang Xinghe sat by the bed, was fed a mouthful of warm water, and then wrapped his arms around Ji Muchen's waist.

"Brother Shen."

This address made Ji Mu pause for a moment.

"I didn't want you to go at all, you know it."

For so many years, Yang Xinghe has been worried that there is a gap in Ji Mushen's heart, thinking that he doesn't have him in his heart, and wants to push him away.

"I know." Ji Mu Shen's voice became gentle, and he gently stroked Yang Xinghe's head with his hands.

In the next second, the bodies of the two were tightly pressed together.

Ji Mu is on the top, Yang Xinghe is on the bottom.

The breath quickly lingered in each other's nasal cavity, spouting hot fire.

Yang Xinghe hooked Ji Muchen's neck, "Call me baby."

"Honey, go take a shower first."

Yang Xinghe, who is drunk and cheating, is still ruthless and cute.

The two people's fingers are intertwined tightly, and the tongues are aggressively demanding from each other. The souls have a bond, and the desire is burning rapidly...