Back at the apartment, Han Yang bent over to change his shoes at the door, and there was a sound of the door closing behind him. As soon as he took off one shoe, he was suddenly picked up by He Lianqing from behind.
"Ah!" The loss of balance made him let out an ahh, and he quickly grabbed the thing at hand - the clothes on Helianqing's chest.
"What are you doing?" Han Yang looked at He Lianqing in surprise, "Let me go."
"Didn't you say come back and do it again?" He Lianqing said rightfully, "I'm just satisfying you."
Han Yang was stunned for a moment before realizing what he meant, and hurriedly explained: "I just said it casually, don't take it seriously, just let me down!" He was about to struggle down, this posture of being hugged by a princess Just too shameful.
"It's a pity that I took it seriously." He Lianqing was unmoved and carried him inside, "It is the husband's duty to satisfy his wife."
"What?" Han Yang blushed at his words, "Don't make trouble, let me go first..."
He Lianqing's choice was the same as before, directly lowering his head to cover his mouth, this kiss, Han Yang stiffened again in his arms, and let him hold him still.
This is much more obedient, and it is better to say so much nonsense than to do it. Helianqing thought to herself.
He put Han Yang on the sofa in the living room, put him in front of him, put one hand next to Han Yang's cheek, and covered his side face with the other, slowly going down, his fingers gently sliding over his skin.
Han Yang pressed his back against the sofa, feeling a string of electric currents where He Lianqing's fingers slipped, stirring up the fine fluff on his skin.
He heard his heart beating like a drum.
"He, He Lianqing..." he called out in a terrifying voice.
"Huh?" He Lianqing's hand stopped on his collarbone, and the thumb pads rubbed around that graceful arc.
"We, this is too fast..." Han Yang said dryly.
"Quick? You forgot what our relationship is?" He Lianqing lowered her head and slowly approached him, buried her head in his ear, lightly rubbed his earlobe with her lips, then opened her mouth and swiped the tip of her tongue on it. outline, moisten it.
This action caused Han Yang to take a deep breath and closed his eyes abruptly, only to feel numbness in his ears, no, his whole body should be numb.
Han Yang has never been in a relationship, and he doesn't even have someone he likes, so such an intimate touch from someone else has never happened before, which made him nervous and overwhelmed. Besides, he still felt a little sympathetic in his heart. Curiosity about untouched things.
Under the intertwining of these two contradictions, he didn't know what to do, so he could only taut tightly against the sofa, and clenched his hands subconsciously by his side.
He Lianqing felt his nervousness, let go of the earlobe that was reddened by her sucking, and whispered, "Relax."
Saying that, the other hand lifted up Han Yang's side face and turned slightly, leaned over to hold his lips and kissed him.
The kiss this time was more tender than the first time, and more tender than the previous one.
He Lianqing used the tip of her tongue to gently pry open Han Yang's teeth, stuck her tongue in, and tangled his tongue with him.
His movements are very gentle, that kind of gentleness gives a feeling of caring, making Han Yang's mind go blank, and he can only passively dance with him.
"Are you going to suffocate yourself? Take a breath." He Lianqing bit Han Yang's lower lip lightly, reminding him to take a breath.
Han Yang was too nervous, he forgot to breathe just now, and then he reacted, turning his face away and gasping for breath.
He Lianqing snorted and rubbed the back of his neck with one hand, rubbing the skin there, while the other reached through the hem of his clothes.
When his hand touched Han Yang's waist, Han Yang moved, but did not push him away.
In fact, Han Yang had been mentally prepared from the very beginning. As He Lianqing said, their relationship is legal now, and no matter what they do, it's normal.
And some things always come no matter what, it's just a matter of time.
However, he never expected that He Lianqing would stop.
Han Yang leaned on the sofa, his eyes were a little lost, the red marks on his lips and neck felt numb, proving what Helianqing had done just now. He looked at He Lianqing who was sitting beside him unbuttoning his shirt cuffs: "You..."
He Lianqing looked at him: "Huh?"
... won't you continue? Han Yang couldn't really ask, but his expression already explained everything.
Helianqing paused for a moment, and pulled away a unique Helian mockery: "I'm not so hungry and thirsty that I'm in estrus against a dried salted fish."
Han Yang: "..." Who is the dried salted fish! ! !
He Lianqing stood up, rolled up her sleeves a little, left the sentence "Go to bathe and sleep" and went to the bedroom.
"...You are the dried salted fish." Han Yang muttered softly after he left, and then couldn't help laughing again.
He really didn't expect He Lianqing to stop at first, but it didn't seem surprising to think about it.
Although He Lianqing still owes his mouth to death, he has been giving him time to adapt. In fact, He Lianqing had been pampering herself from the very beginning, including not forcing herself under the circumstances just now.
"How long are you going to sit there?" He Lianqing's voice came from behind.
When Han Yang turned around, he saw that He Lianqing had already finished taking a shower, leaning against the door frame of the bedroom and looking at him. Han Yang hurriedly got up and walked over, preparing to find clothes to take a bath, when he was suddenly pulled by He Lianqing.
"What's wrong?" Han Yang asked.
"Blow my hair first." He Lianqing pulled him inside and sat down on a chair with a hairdryer on the table next to it.
Han Yang plugged in the power, his fingers ran through He Lianqing's hair, and the warm wind blew on his hands, bringing bursts of warmth. He found that He Lianqing's hair was a little hard, but it felt very comfortable.
He Lianqing's hair was not long, it was quickly dried, and Han Yang was still a little reluctant when he turned off the hairdryer. This is the first time he has dried someone's hair, and it feels a bit strange, especially when the strands of hair slip through the palm of his hand, like a feather is scratching his heart.
He Lianqing's hair is usually combed back, coupled with his cold and hard expression, the whole person seems very difficult to approach. This will make his hair fall down obediently after drying, softening the expression on his face, making him look a lot softer and a few years younger.
But whether it was his usual appearance or his current appearance, Han Yang had to admit that He Lianqing was a very attractive man.
If he had not met He Lianqing because of his debts, maybe he would have been attracted to him.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look forward to the future of the two of them.
The hair dryer in his hand was taken away, Han Yang looked up and saw that He Lianqing had stood up, put the hair dryer in his hand aside, and said to him, "Go take a shower."
"Oh, good." Han Yang went to get his clothes and take a shower.
After Han Yang came out of the shower, he saw Helianqing leaning on the back of the chair and looking at the magazine. When the other party saw him coming out, he put the magazine aside and beckoned, "Come here."
Han Yang walked over, and He Lianqing pulled him onto her lap and sat down. Han Yang moved, and He Lianqing wrapped his arms around his waist and warned, "Don't move, do you want to stir up the fire?"
You are sitting on your thighs, and you are the one who set the fire.
Han Yang groaned inwardly, but he sat obediently and didn't move.
He Lianqing fiddled with Han Yang's hair a few times with his fingers, then picked up the hair dryer beside him and turned on the warm air to help him blow it.
Apart from cutting his hair, this is the first time someone has dried Han Yang's hair like this. Usually, he just wipes it with a towel.
Han Yang lowered his head slightly, feeling Helianqing's fingers twiddle his hair. He Lianqing's movements were not skilled, but unexpectedly gentle.
Maybe this seemingly difficult man is actually very gentle at heart.
Han Yang thought to himself.
After blowing her hair, He Lianqing patted Han Yang to make him stand up, then took the hairdryer and put it away.
Han Yang looked at his back and called out, "He Lianqing."
He Lianqing looked back at him: "?"
"We..." Han Yang took a breath and said, "Let's give it a try."
He Lianqing was stunned, looking at Han Yang without saying a word.
After the first sentence was said, the next words were much easier, Han Yang said, "I was taking a shower and thought about our affairs. I... have never been in a relationship, so I don't know what to do, but I... Willing to give it a try. If you want too... let's get along."
Han Yang was looking directly at He Lianqing when he said these words, but his ears were already red.
He thought a lot when he took a shower just now. The process of getting along with He Lianqing these days has been replaying in his mind, and finally it was fixed on the picture of He Lianqing staying beside his hospital bed.
He found that He Lianqing like that made him irresistible.
Han Yang is not an indecisive person. When he thinks about something, he will choose to face it, and he will take the initiative to take that step.
So he chose to say this to He Lianqing, and now that he said it, he found that it was not that difficult.
"Are you listening to me?" Han Yang asked when He Lianqing just stared at him without speaking.
He must have heard it, but He Lianqing had no idea that Han Yang would suddenly say such words to her.
From the moment he chose to tie Han Yang in such a compulsive way, he was ready for a protracted battle, but he didn't expect that Han Yang would say something like "Let's give it a try" to him today.
The person who had been arguing with him before suddenly softened, leaving him suddenly at a loss.
This is simply...
He Lianqing: "Are you asking for a relationship?"
Han Yang: "…"
Han Yang really wanted to go back in time and take back the step he took. He couldn't get along with this person anymore.
"...You think I haven't said anything." Han Yang rolled his eyes and decided to discuss this topic later.
"Do you know what it means to speak out, to pour out water?" He Lianqing said and walked in front of Han Yang, and the two looked at each other.
The height difference between the two was ten centimeters. He Lianqing looked down and saw Han Yang's hair twirling. He reached out and stroked Han Yang's hair, which was so soft that people didn't want to let go, just like Han Yang's heart.
Finally he waited until he spoke. Helianqing thought to herself.
"Han Yang." He called out softly, with a touch of tenderness in his voice.
Han Yang looked up at him and heard him say, "If you want, let's start with love."
Han Yang was ready for He Lianqing to turn on the poisonous tongue mode again, but he didn't expect to hear such a sentence, which was unbelievably gentle.
He looked at He Lianqing in surprise, the other party supported his shoulder and lowered his head.
There was no drastic request or forceful breath, the man just gently rubbed his lips against his, with an irresistible temperature, dry and warm.
His heart was beating "suddenly", with a strange and sweet throbbing, intense and tense. This kind of feeling is like a small flower has opened in my heart, and He Lianqing is the beam of sunlight that shines in.
Han Yang took the initiative to put his arms around He Lianqing's back and buried his head on his shoulders.
That's good. he thought to himself.
While sleeping, Han Yang whispered, "He Lianqing."
Helianqing: "Huh?"
Han Yang was silent again, and He Lianqing asked, "What's the matter with you?"
Han Yang rolled over and kissed He Lianqing's chin in the dark, then quickly turned his back to him, and said vaguely, "Good night."
He Lianqing: "..."
That night, Han Yang fell asleep, and Helianqing fell asleep.
Seeing the culprit sleeping soundly, He Lianqing rolled her eyes and cursed inwardly, "Little bunny."