[Jing Yuan] Arriving from afar

1-[Tug oil bottle]

Zhang Yuan felt uncomfortable.

It's like an old clock that's rusted. It's been too long, and the gears are a little bit hard to bite.

He was nervous.

There is a sense of unreality that worries about gains and losses.

Except for the hug she just met, Jing Ran followed him closely, but didn't touch him again.Looking back, Zhang Yuan saw the man put his hands in his pockets, his back was straight, his head was slightly lowered, and the expression on his face seemed a bit narrow.

Zhang Yuan thought: So he was also nervous.

They are like the young people who arranged a blind date in the last century. They look dull and cramped, and they don't know how to put their hands and feet.

...and a small oil bottle.

Moreover, this small oil bottle is very noisy. It has been yelling "Dad, Daddy" since entering the door.

The tips of Zhang Yuan's ears were always red. He quickly took off Xiao Fei's raincoat and put it away, then stretched out his hand towards Jing Ran, and said in a low voice, "Coat."

There were two touches of red on the cheekbones, like peach-colored makeup, so fresh and tender that people wanted to take a bite.

Jing Ran handed him the suit jacket and watched him hang it on the hanger at the door. Seen from behind, his ears to his slender neck were all red. Finally, Jing Ran couldn't help it, and walked up to wrap his slender neck from behind. He buried his head on the back of his neck, and kissed cherishingly in the brackish sea tide: "Let me hug..."

Zhang Fei squeezed up from the side, hugged Zhang Yuan's leg, and shouted: "Father!"

The loud voice startled the two of them.

"..."

Jing Ran had no choice but to let go of his hand, and couldn't help grinding his teeth.

Zhang Fei has grown not only in stature in the past six months, but also in temper and vocabulary. It is obviously not so easy to coax.He sticks to Zhang Yuan, chattering like a chatterbox, regardless of whether Zhang Yuan responds to him or not, he just wants to talk.

Endless.

Well, there is no need to think about being alone anymore, basically there are few opportunities to connect with Zhang Yuan, the little kid sticks to Zhang Yuan unshakably, turning himself into a isolation zone.

Jing Ran felt a little aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

After finally staying up at night, Zhang Yuan wrapped the washed little guy in a bath towel and carried him out of the bathroom. Xiao Fei rubbed his eyes and hugged Zhang Yuan's neck, looking like a tiger.

Zhang Yuan also took a shower by the way, his hair was not dried, and fine water droplets slid down his neck.

Leaning over to take Xiao Fei from him neatly, holding the child on his shoulder with one hand, and stroking the end of Zhang Yuan's hair with the other hand: "Go and dry it."

Xiao Fei was really sleepy, and obediently lay on Jing Ran's shoulder.

Zhang Yuan let out a "huh", raised his hand to hold Jing Ran's fingers, put the wet fingertips in his palm, tentatively rubbed them lightly.

Jingran narrowed his eyes, the color of his pupils darkened a little.

"Is it okay to let the child sleep by himself?" Jingran lowered his voice and said softly, "Let's talk."

From the reunion until now, they really haven't been able to talk properly.

There are so many things I want to say, I have to calm down and face to face.

Just as Zhang Yuan wanted to respond, Xiao Fei straightened up suddenly as if a switch had been pressed, and stretched out his arms to ask Zhang Yuan to hug him. He began to whimper and act like a baby, asking his father to sleep with him.

It's really hard to fool the child when he's older, Zhang Yuan won't let go of it anyway, he can sleep with his father or Jing Ran.

Sleep by yourself, no.

Zhang Yuan knew his son too well. This kid was very stubborn, and he perfectly inherited Jing Ran's aggrieved expression. His face was mournful, and his big eyes were about to shed tears.Zhang Yuan couldn't resist him, so he could only blink at Jing Ran and show a helpless smile.

Lying on the bed in the second bedroom neatly and alone, staring at the ceiling and thinking about life through the moonlight coming in through the window, it took a long time before he let out a long sigh.

On the way here, he imagined countless possibilities after the reunion. He thought that they would be like dead grass falling on sparks in late autumn, and instantly burn into a vast expanse.

Because I think too much, think too much.

But he didn't expect it at all, but because he missed it so much, it reached a critical point, so he tied his hands and feet, looked at Zhang Yuan, but dared not touch it.

They had dinner peacefully, played with Xiaofei, washed up, changed into the pajamas that Zhang Yuan handed over, everything was normal...as if it was an identical day.

He turned over neatly, lay on his side and looked at the window, the beige curtains swaying gently with the wind.He remembered that the first time he came to Zhang Yuan's side, he slept here like this, everything in the house was clean and tidy, it looked like it was cleaned frequently, waiting for someone to live in at any time.

But this time is completely different from the mood at that time, and there is a difference of one hundred and eight thousand miles.At that time, I didn't know anything, and all I could think about was how to get out of the predicament.

Thinking about it now, Zhang Yuan had another way of interpreting every expression, every movement at that time.

At that time he...

"Crack."

There was a slight sound of the door opening, and a faint pheromone floated in, making Jing calmly take a breath.

Neatly turned his back to the door without moving, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

The visitor should not be wearing slippers, his bare toes were snow-white, and he stepped lightly on the floor. There was almost no sound as he approached, only the more refreshing pheromone lingered up.

The orderly and thick eyelashes fluttered, but he did not open his eyes.

Zhang Yuan squatted down in front of Jing Ran, because he blocked the moonlight, he moved a little, letting the light shine on that handsome face.The longing facial features look extraordinarily stern at night, surrounded by the cold white moonlight, which has a kind of inorganic porcelain white.

Beautiful and perfect as if walking out of his dream.

not quite real...

Zhang Yuan's heart was numb, and he felt a sudden pain.

He raised his hand to touch Jing Ran, but for some reason, he only approached his face vaguely, as if stroking the layer of moonlight.

The clusters of eyelashes under his fingers were suddenly lifted, fluffing across his knuckles, his pure black pupils were as deep as a bay of lakes, looking at him burningly, Zhang Yuan was startled, and before he could react, he was slammed Grabbing his wrist, he spun around and fell into his warm embrace.

He wrapped his arms around his waist neatly from behind and pressed him tightly on the bed.

"Is the son asleep?"

The deep voice leaned against the pinna, making the ears numb. Zhang Yuan couldn't help but trembled his lower lip, wanting to break off the arm around his waist. The arm was like a solid shackle, holding him motionless.

"What were you doing just now?" Jing Ran almost bit his ear, "What do you want to do?"

Jing Ran was naked to the waist, Zhang Yuan was only wearing a thin pajamas, his back was pressed tightly against him, the overwhelming heat almost broke through that unreal feeling.Zhang Yuan's heart seemed to be tightly clenched by one hand, and it was instantly released. The feeling of blood stagnation made him feel like his heart was beating weightlessly.

"Xiao Yuan," Jing Ran seemed to be begging him, exhaling hot breath, scorching the back of his neck, "talk to me."

"I'm looking at you, looking at you..." Zhang Yuan gasped, sounding a bit pitiful, "I'm afraid it's fake."

The back of the neck was bitten, and it was kissed repeatedly against the glands in an orderly manner. There was a chip hidden there, which isolated all Alpha's pheromones, and there was only a faint smell of sea breeze.

Jing Ran's heart tightened for a moment, and she immediately relaxed her movements, kissing that place gently and without any aggression.

Zhang Yuan trembled a little in his arms, his limbs shrunk slightly, he grabbed the hand that lay neatly on his waist, and gently stretched the back of his neck to him.

Alpha was behind him, hugging him tenderly but firmly, kissing the back of his neck.

But Zhang Yuan still couldn't restrain his trembling.

It is obviously warm, his body temperature and touch are transmitted through a thin layer of pajamas, but why are you still afraid?

Because beauty is like a dream.

...like a dream.

Zhang Yuan has had this dream countless times, and he came back in the dream, hugged him and kissed him, said he loves him, no longer like half a year ago, came with ice and snow, and treated him as a stranger sharply and indifferently.

Zhang Yuan is not a person who stands still, he is just a little scared.

He grabbed Jing Ran's hand, turned over in his arms and faced him, under the moonlight, the tip of his upturned nose was red, and his lips were also bright red, pursed slightly, trembling slightly.

He raised his hand, stroked Jing Ran's eyebrows, and called him in a low voice: "Jing Ran."

"Ah."

His fingers slid down the bridge of his nose, and he said again: "Brother?"

He laughed quietly: "Yeah."

Touching it with the whole hand, caressing the mandible, rubbing the thin lip with the thumb, Zhang Yuan said: "Brother."

"Hmm." Responding neatly, she grabbed the hand with well-defined knuckles and pulled it down, leaning forward.

A light kiss landed on the forehead, then kissed Zhang Yuan's eyes, and then pressed his lips.

Zhang Yuan grasped Jing Ran's hand, opened his lips actively, and the tip of his protruding tongue was gently and domineeringly held, entangled, and sucked deeper.

How long has it been since I kissed Jing Ran?

At that time, Xiao Fei had just turned [-] days old, and now he is two and a half years old.

More than two years.

Time has covered his senses with a hazy layer of dust, making him unresponsive, and the lips and tongues exchanged with sparks, he gradually hardened, propping up his pajama pants to set up a small tent, and collided stiffly with Jing Ran.

Sweating in the palms of Jing Ran, he lifted Zhang Yuan's pajamas stickily, rubbed the soft waist, touched the sunken waist at the back, rubbed his tailbone with calloused fingertips, and pressed against the sleeping The elastic band of the trousers stretches inward.

Only then did Zhang Yuan react, let go of his lips in a panic, grabbed Jing Ran's hand and pressed it down: "No..."

The tip of his nose was dripping with sweat, and the corners of his eyes were red. He looked like he was being bullied, and his heart softened. He kissed the end of his slender eyes and licked them again. His voice was a little hoarse, and he said in a low voice: " I know, don't be afraid."

Zhang Yuan shook his head: "I'm not afraid."

He can't use it there, but it doesn't mean he doesn't have desires.

Zhang Yuan didn't know what was going on with him either, he yearned for Jing Ran, but was also very clumsy, even more anxious and uneasy than when he first fell in love with Jing Ran a few years ago.

He glanced at Jingran, those beautiful deep eyes were moistly sucking him, he pursed his lips, stretched out his hand to touch down, and said vaguely, "I'll help you."

As soon as his fingers touched the hot and hard place through his trousers, he was caught, and he pulled his wristband to his waist neatly, and hugged him into his arms. He stroked Fu Zhangyuan's thin back and comforted him. She patted her lightly, "No rush, baby, we're not in a hurry."

His lover had waited for him for so long, and couldn't react at once, how could he not understand?Jing Ran knows that they need some time to get in touch and get back the feeling of getting along little by little.

As long as he can hug Zhang Yuan now, that's enough.

He caressed Zhang Yuan's slender neck carefully, and gently stroked the unresponsive glands with his fingers. After a long time, he said, "When we get the blocking chip, you can give me a baby, okay? "

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, buried his face on Jing Ran's shoulder, and laughed in a low voice.

Seeing that he didn't answer, he asked in an orderly and urgent manner: "Are you okay?"

"it is good."

Jing Ran couldn't help but kiss him, rubbed him in his arms, coaxed him to say that he was not afraid, while touching and kissing every inch of him from head to toe.

In the end, Zhang Yuanhan was held in his arms with relish, his eyelids twitched due to sleepiness, and he was pestered to talk again, picking out the little lies that Zhang Yuan had said, coercing him to admit it, and calling him a "little liar".

Zhang Yuan didn't refute, just half-closed his eyes and smiled lazily.

They leaned on each other, absorbed the nutrients from each other, and embraced the lost and recovered treasures in their arms.

Zhang Yuan didn't know when he fell asleep, he was embraced by warmth, and fell asleep deeply.

It seemed like he hadn't slept so peacefully for a long time, his breathing was long and he had no dreams all night.

His arms were slender and slender, they were always around Jing Ran's waist, his head was slightly lowered, his forehead was tightly pressed against the broad chest, it was too tight, so when Jing Ran wanted to take his arms away, he woke up.

He subconsciously grabbed Jing Ran's waist and clasped it hard, then opened his eyes in a daze, and said hoarsely, "Where are you going?"

Jingran raised his hand to cover his eyes, and said in a low voice: "My son is awake, I'll go and coax him, and you can sleep again."

Zhang Yuan refused to let go, but it seemed that he had been tired for a long time and was extremely sleepy, with his head hanging down and he was about to fall asleep again.

Xiaofei probably climbed out of bed and strolled to the living room, but he didn't cry, he kept calling Dad, when he heard the voice from the second bedroom, he quickly leaned over, and the immature voice came close, almost coming in through the crack of the door: "Dad! "

Zhang Yuan shuddered, frowned and opened his eyes, his ears were rubbed by warm hands, and a deep voice sounded above his head: "I'll go, you go to sleep."

Zhang Yuan finally regained some consciousness, let go of Jing Ran obediently, and muttered: "Don't go."

"...Don't go." He lowered his head and kissed him on top of his head. "It's in the living room."

When Zhang Yuan finally fell asleep again, he raised his hands and rubbed his somewhat stuffy chest, and got off the bed lightly.

Seeing that it wasn't Zhang Yuan who opened the door, Xiao Fei was obviously not happy. He was wearing pajamas with bare feet, pouted at Jing Ran, pushed Jing Ran's legs to squeeze in the door, but Jing Ran didn't give him a chance, so he quickly closed the door, Looking down at this little one.

Xiaofei raised her head, her lips curled up even more, and her puffy look was very interesting.

"I want a father!" Zhang Fei said loudly.

He smiled gloomyly, bent down and picked up the little one with both hands, and raised it to his own eye level: "Your father is asleep, we won't disturb him."

Xiao Fei refused to give up, kicking her tiny legs in the air, calling for her father.

Jing Ran suddenly lowered his face, and brought Xiao Fei closer, staring at him with black eyes without blinking: "I am also your father."

The serious expression frightened the child, Xiaofei fell silent suddenly, and there was a trace of grievance in his big round eyes.

Satisfied, Xiaofei was carried to the master bedroom like a chicken, and he took out cotton socks from the drawer of the closet to put on for him, then put him on the floor and let him go by himself.Then he went to the kitchen familiarly, took a can of milk powder from the cabinet, and found a sterilized bottle to make milk powder for Xiaofei.

The little guy couldn't find Zhang Yuan, and he didn't dare to yell loudly because of Jing Ran's deterrence, so he followed Jing Ran step by step, mumbling to him like a chatterbox, until Jing Ran handed him the warmed milk. stop.

Xiao Fei was sitting on the sofa holding the baby bottle, her legs were dangling, her big eyes were rolling around.

It's not yet six o'clock in the morning, the genius is dim, and this kid is so energetic.He picked him up neatly, lay down on the sofa, and let the little guy ride on his stomach.As soon as he had something to eat, he became obedient, sucking on the straw and winking at Jing Ran.

"Do you wake up so early every day?" He pressed his head neatly, but Xiaofei didn't understand, so he repeated, "Wake up early?"

Xiaofei laughed loudly: "Sleep early and wake up early to be healthy!"

really.

It seems that Zhang Yuan was tossed up very early every day.

Jing Ran rubbed his head, forcibly messing up the soft hair, Xiao Fei stared at Jing Ran with a bird's nest shape.

He patted his forehead neatly, nodded him with his hand, and said, "Little oil bottle."

"Tug oil bottle!" Xiaofei repeated loudly.

Jing Ran couldn't help laughing, and said with a sneer, "It's about you, little oil bottle."

When Zhang Yuan came out of the room, he was seeing such a scene, Xiao Fei was holding a feeding bottle and riding on Jing Ran's stomach, and he was so amused that he giggled uncontrollably.

The beautiful image is carved out of a dream.

After a whole night, Zhang Yuan finally had a real feeling—it was true, and he really returned to him.

2-[rumor]

On the second day after arriving in Haishi, Special Assistant Zhou sent someone to deliver a new mobile phone and computer.

Jing Ran doesn't plan to go back in the short term, and can only solve the company's affairs online. If there are important documents, Special Assistant Zhou will also arrange for someone to send them directly to Jing Ran for signature.

After orderly re-importing the address book into the phone, he can finally add Zhang Yuan's number solemnly, enter "baby" in the address book, and add a lowercase a in front, so that this number will always be at the first place.

He dialed Zhang Yuan's number, and then urged Zhang Yuan to save it.

Looking at the way he pressed the keys, Jing Ran suddenly said, "I talked to you on the phone earlier."

Zhang Yuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked at him in confusion: "When?"

Jing Ran signaled him to save it, then opened his call record, and pointed it out to him - at 9:30 pm on September 9, the call lasted 33 seconds.

"The day before yesterday?" Zhang Yuan thought for a while, it seemed that there was such a thing, he hung up after saying "Hello", making him think it was a harassing call.

"To you, it was the day before yesterday," Jing Ran said, "To me, it wasn't."

"what is that?"

"It's time to fall in love with you."

That night, for the first time, I posted a circle of friends.

Jing Ran's circle of friends is as rigid and rigorous as he is, and there is almost no trace of his private life, but like a boy who just fell in love, he couldn't wait to post a photo.

The back view of a little bean is seen in the mirror, wearing a royal blue shirt and shorts, calf socks and small boots, vigorously being held by a person, who only shows a pair of straight long legs, wearing indigo suit pants, Further up, is the slender waist pinched out by the belt.

This is just a part of a photo, and the whole picture has been neatly set as a mobile phone wallpaper. You can see it as soon as you turn on the mobile phone. The tall and tall young man is holding the boy, and he is talking to the child with his head half sideways. Coated with a gentle film by the sun.

Jing Ran was walking behind them at that time, looking at the elongated shadow, there was always a sense of time.

He stopped secretly, took out his phone and took a picture.

There was no accompanying text, and a single picture immediately exploded the entire circle of friends.

Messages kept popping up, all of them were curious about the identity of the person in the photo, they flipped through their phones neatly, but no one replied.

Before going to sleep, he clicked on the reply from his circle of friends. Most people thought he was joking. Only a few friends who were close to him showed horrified expressions. A comment was replied to.

-How old?

- two and a half [laughs]

In Shenshi, which is 700 kilometers away from Haishi, a moderate hurricane has been rolled up in the business circle recently.

I heard that Mr. Jing of Jing's Enterprise has not appeared at the high-level meeting for a week. To be precise, no one has seen him in Shenshi for the past week.The stern, outstanding and single Alpha has always been the darling of financial gossip magazines. When one side is in the limelight, there are immediately rumors about it. It is rumored that Master Jing is in love with a married man who has a child but is well versed in the way of a husband. , Master Jing was so bewildered, and some people said that the child belonged to Master Jing too, and that Young Master Jing gave her husband a cuckold when he was still in college.

The rumors became more and more outrageous, and some people even claimed to have seen Jing Shao's concubine in the company, she was a charming Omega, although she was old, she was quite beautiful.

"Pretty is a fact."

Holding the phone calmly and expressionlessly, he said to the other end of the phone.

"..." Special Assistant Zhou coughed in embarrassment, and asked Jing Ran for instructions on how to deal with it.

"I'm already engaged to him," Jing Ran thought for a while, narrowing her eyes slightly, "I'll get married soon."

Having said that, Special Assistant Zhou didn't ask any more questions, he didn't even need to ask the child: "Okay, I understand."

Hanging up the phone, he flipped through the tabloid forwarded by Special Assistant Zhou just now, and described his romantic affairs in very peachy language. In the dark picture, there was only a silhouette of Omega, and I didn't know where to find it. The side was vivid To describe this Omega as charming but not bewitching, he understands Alpha's heart quite well.

He snorted and laughed, thinking of Zhang Yuan just after taking a shower last night, he was sitting on the carpet with no shirt on and drying Xiao Fei's hair, the water droplets on the root of the hair slid down the spine from the neck, rolling all the way to the back of the waist superior.

From the shoulders to the waist, it is all steamed pink.

Charming?

Still there.

With a sound of "Ding--", there was an extra item on the information interface of Special Assistant Zhou: [The old man probably knows. ]

-[Um. ]

Neatly turned off the screen, put the phone aside, turned to look out the car window, and saw Zhang Yuan walking out of the glass door of the office building and walking towards this side with long legs.

Jing Ran laughed immediately, lowered the window of the rear seat, turned around and said to Xiao Fei who was on the child seat behind, "Look, Dad is here."

"father!"

Xiaofei cried out excitedly, and when Zhang was far away, he heard the extremely penetrating voice. He quickened his pace, and also bent his eyes, the mole on the corner of his lips was pretty.

"Xiao Fei, good boy."

Zhang Yuan sat in the co-pilot, reached out and rubbed Xiao Fei's hair, Xiao Fei wanted him to hug him, stretched out his arms to catch his hand, but was tied up by the seat belt and couldn't move, Zhang Yuan held the fat The little hand kissed the palm of the hand and the back of the hand before he calmed down.

Jing Ran leaned on the steering wheel with one hand, looked sideways at Zhang Yuan, and said with a half-smile, "What about me?"

"..."

He straightened up a finger and nodded his side face.

Zhang Yuan grabbed his wrist, his palm was warm, and pulled him to his side domineeringly, while leaning towards him, he pinched the exquisitely shaped chin and kissed it.

He squinted his eyes, the tails of his slender eyes held the sunset: "Are you satisfied?"

He smacked his lips neatly, as if dissatisfied: "80 points."

The smile in those eyes deepened, Zhang Yuan moved closer and bit the thin lips lightly.

"now what?"

"100 points."

If Jing Ran is still dissatisfied, Xiao Fei can knock over the roof of the car behind him. He rubbed Zhang Yuan's ears affectionately, started the car and drove out.

"Go home!"

Not long after, news came out from Jing's company that Mr. Jing had been engaged a few years ago and would get married in the near future. Someone asked Jing Ran's special assistant for confirmation, but the other party just smiled and acquiesced.

The peachy rumors about Jing Ran are self-defeating.

tbc.