your boyfriend

When the first ray of sunlight entered the room in the morning, Qin Jin who was lying on the bed moved his fingertips and slowly woke up.The man's solid and powerful heartbeat and the other's slow and even breathing came from the side. Meng Qinshi's face was very close at hand. This was the first time in ten years that they had contacted in such an intimate way.

Qin Jin was as if he had gotten his most beloved baby, he was very careful and cherished, he raised his arm, and gently brushed his fingertips across the handsome and young face of the man, copying the outline of the other party.

This is his lover, the person he misses day and night, even though he has always been reserved and unwilling to express his passionate feelings.

Before he woke up, and to avoid embarrassment, Qin Jin resisted the discomfort and got out of bed; last night, Meng Qinshi was like a released wild animal, venting his emotions on him time and time again, As if tireless.

In the end, Qin Jinlian's consciousness was vague, and he just responded to the other party with intuition, like an overused beautiful doll.

The light in the bathroom was on, and Qin Jin saw his current appearance through the mirror in front of the sink; his fair and flawless skin was covered with red marks, which looked like red plums blooming in the snow.

Ten years ago, Meng Qinshi would not have treated him like this.Qin Jin gritted his teeth to overcome the pain in his waist and hips, and bent over to clean his body; when he was still conscious last night, he heard Meng Qinshi's voice echoing in his ears, mixed with the sound of heavy breathing.

That voice was full of helplessness and confusion, asking Qin Jin over and over again: "Where did you go?"

Qin Jin didn't know how to answer, so he could only hug him tightly, and silently endured every impact from him; he was soft and fragile, and couldn't bear such a violent attack at all, so his brows were almost twisted into a knot in pain ,Paled face.

But he was unwilling to stop, as if he wanted to use this not-so-long night to make up for the long lost ten years between them.

After taking a shower, Qin Jin put on a clean shirt and slacks; today was the weekend, and it was still early, so he leisurely took out fresh ingredients from the refrigerator, turned on the tablet to listen to the morning news, and came to give him and Make a breakfast when you are in Mengqin.

He no longer needs to be the same as in the past, he doesn't need to follow the steps of the tablet computer to cook, all the steps have been mastered by heart during the years of living alone.The mushrooms were cut into small cubes, and the vegetables were also chopped into pieces. A pot of rich mushroom and vegetable soup was boiled, and the aroma spread from the kitchen to the living room.

The people in the bedroom were still asleep, until the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly started singing, and Meng Qinshi woke up from his sleep.He sat up from the bed in a panic, rubbed his messy hair, reached for his phone and pressed the call button.

"Boy! It's ok! Now you're starting to stay out at night? Where did you die?" Meng's mother's voice came from the other end of the phone. Although she was scolding, she had a narrow smile. It seemed that she was probably Lenovo. What's up.

However, Meng Qinshi was completely out of shape. If it wasn't for Meng Mu's voice, he wouldn't know that he wasn't sleeping in his own home at the moment, and wouldn't cheer up to look around.

The surrounding environment is very strange, but there is a faint sense of familiarity in this strangeness, which makes Meng Qinshi's already chaotic consciousness even more confused. He grabbed the phone and lifted the quilt only to find that he was naked.

"Ah!" Meng Qinshi exclaimed.

Mother Meng on the other end of the phone didn't know what was wrong with him, she thumped in her heart, and her speed of speaking quickened: "What's the matter? Doubao? Where are you? Is something wrong with you? Are you talking?"

Meng Qinshi hurriedly dropped his cell phone to pick up the underwear he had left on the floor, and put it on in a panic. His mind was completely muddled at this time. Didn't he just drink some wine at Jiang Shen's house last night? , Why is it broken; what is the situation, whose house is this, what did he do without wearing anything.

He won't be drunk and have sex with so-and-so after drinking.

Meng Qinshi sat on the head of the bed, wiped his face vigorously, and let out a long sigh.

"Son? Son? Are you talking? What happened? Hey, I told you not to go to criminal investigation, not to go to criminal investigation, how good it is to work in the office, why do you have to go to the front line to work hard? Are you being retaliated against? Already?" Mother Meng on the other end of the phone was still rambling, and judging by her posture, she was about to go to the city bureau to ask for someone.

Just when she was about to hang up the phone and call the police, Meng Qinshi finally came to his senses, took a deep breath, picked up the phone and turned to Mother Meng: "It's okay, Mom, don't worry about it, I was working with my colleague yesterday Spent the night at home."

"Are you okay?" Mother Meng was still worried.

Meng Qinshi responded: "It's okay, it's really okay. Isn't it too busy recently, working day and night, and that colleague just lives close by, so I made do with it yesterday..."

Before Meng Qin could finish his sentence, the door of the room was pushed open. Qin Jin stood at the door and looked at him, holding a soup spoon in his hand and wearing an apron around his waist. The taste of living apart from home.

"Mom, that's it. I'm going to hang up first." Meng Qinshi probably had an idea in his mind, and hurriedly said goodbye to Meng Mu and hung up the phone.

He hurriedly lifted his pants, bent down to pick up the shirt that fell on the ground, and didn't dare to look at Qin Jin at all; judging from this posture, the two of them should have done something last night. I want to give myself a big slap in the face.

On the contrary, Qin Jin was very disapproving. He put his hands on his chest and leaned against the door frame, and wrote lightly to Meng Qin: "The bathroom is the second one on the left when you go out. There is a new toothbrush in the cabinet, and the blue towel is for washing your face. If you need a razor, it's on the second shelf of the cabinet."

After speaking, he turned and left the room without hesitation.

"Qin...Qin Jin!" Meng Qinshi stopped him.

Qin Jin's footsteps stopped, and when he turned around to look at Meng Qin, he raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

"I...well, we..." Meng Qinshi cleared his throat, scratched his hair, lowered his head and seemed a little embarrassed: "Last night... did we... ..."

"No." Qin Jin answered bluntly.

"Ah?" Meng Qin was stunned for a moment, he looked up at Qin Jin, seemingly surprised.The clothes were still a little wrinkled, and the quilt was messy, and it was clear that something had happened.

"I said, no, don't think about it." Qin Jin repeated again, his eyes were cold, and he completely discarded the abnormalities in his body.He knew in his heart what he should do. Meng Qinshi's embarrassment and panic were expected. In order to avoid these unnecessary embarrassments and troubles, he could only pretend that nothing happened, as if the two were just in the same room. Sleep under the eaves.

However, ten years have passed, and Meng Qinshi is no longer as easy to fool as in the past. Although Qin Jin has made it clear that nothing happened between them, Meng Qinshi is still worried.At the silent dinner table, he paid special attention to Qin Jin's body movements, trying to see clues from them.

Qin Jin filled a bowl of soup for him, put it in front of him, and met Meng Qinshi's hesitant eyes before he could speak. He finally couldn't help it, sighed and continued: "You Is there anything else you want to ask?"

"You said that nothing happened between us, so why am I not wearing any clothes?" Meng Qinshi lowered his head and put a spoonful of soup into his mouth, and said in a low voice.

Qin Jin's hand holding the steamed bun stopped for a moment, but his expression didn't change at all: "How do I know, it's the guest room. You slept in a daze and it was too hot, so you took it off by yourself. Ask me why?"

Meng Qinshi was speechless by what he said, although he was still wondering how hot he would have to be to take off his underwear.

After dinner, Qin Jin was washing dishes in the kitchen, while Meng Qinshi was sitting in the living room feeling at a loss; this scene was too familiar, ten years ago in the old house they were familiar with, Qin Jin after dinner Washing dishes in the kitchen, he nestled on the sofa and watched TV. Thinking about it now, the lines of the popular idol dramas were too stupid.

Although Qin Jin always sneered at his behavior of watching idol dramas, sometimes he even couldn't bear it and wanted to grab the remote control to change channels.

Qin Jin's words when he got out of the car that day still echoed in his ears, the male god who was always high in his heart stepped down from the altar he personally enshrined for the first time, and said to him: "Then I will chase you. "

Thinking back to this day, his heart still beats faster, and it's hard to say whether it's joy or excitement, or maybe there's a little bit of indescribable sourness mixed in it.

After so many years, this is the first time he heard Qin Jin express his emotions in a straightforward way; he should be happy, if it was ten years ago, he would have jumped three feet high with joy, but Now he can't do it.

More complicated emotions bound him tightly, and he was so wrapped up that he couldn't breathe.

Qin Jin came out of the kitchen, wiped off the water in his hands, and when he stood against the light and looked at Meng Qin, he asked softly, "Does your head still hurt?"

"It's...not bad."

"Well, if there's nothing else to do, go back." Qin Jin said coldly.

"Ah?" Meng Qinshi was a little stunned, he stared at Qin Jin with wide eyes, but couldn't react for a while.

"Go home, the family will be worried." Qin Jin replied.

Meng Qinshi followed suit and nodded, echoing: "Yes, yes, go home."

Afterwards, he stood up from the sofa and smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, looked down at Qin Jin, and murmured like a child who has done something wrong: "We really..."

"If I say yes, what will you do?" Qin Jin asked bluntly.

"Ah? I..." Meng Qinshi stuttered for a while, and then said, "That's up to you. If you want to, I must still be responsible to you."

"Responsible?" Qin Jin repeated these two words gently, his eyes seemed to drift far away: "Nothing happened, and you don't need to be responsible."

What he wanted was not to be given more responsibility by Meng Qinshi, and naturally he never thought of taking what happened last night as a condition.