On the way home, Tao Ling's hands were shaking.
From the airport until now, he was led away by Wen Qingying, and he couldn't react at all in his mind. He didn't even see the expressions of passers-by, and didn't say a word.
Sensing that his mood was unstable, Wen Qingying squeezed his hand into his palm when he stopped the car at the red light.
Tao Ling turned to look at him, not knowing what expression to make, so he had to blank his face and asked, "Why? I mean... can you hear and speak?"
Wen Qingying wanted to answer, but he couldn't understand the mood of his questioning, so anxious in his heart, he opened his mouth and made no sound.
Tao Ling's heart suddenly tightened, and he said quickly, "Slow down, don't be in a hurry."
The voice fell, the green light came on, the car started, and after a long time, Wen Qingying finally said, "I'm sorry."
I think it's because he hasn't spoken for a long time, and his voice is still a little hoarse, but his voice is very good, so that it is pleasant to hear.
Tao Ling couldn't describe the feeling, it was amazing.
In the past, when Wen Qingying couldn't speak, he would keep imagining, imagining what kind of voice he would make when he spoke, whether it was deep or clear, thick or bright, but he couldn't imagine anything.
When he heard it now, he suddenly felt that this was Wen Qingying's voice, and there would be no other possibility.
After a short apology, Wen Qingying spoke very slowly, almost jumping out word by word.
Realizing this, Tao Ling's eyes suddenly froze, he blinked and silently dispelled the pain.
His mind was buzzing, he had to concentrate to drive well, Wen Qingying obviously knew this, so he was very quiet and didn't disturb him.
The car stopped downstairs in Wen Qingying's community, and the two looked at each other and got out of the car.
After entering the house, as soon as the door closed, Wen Qingying immediately hugged Tao Ling and kissed him regardless.
Tao Ling was about to respond, but his feet suddenly hung in the air, and when he came back to his senses, he had already been put on the bed.
Wen Qingying anxiously stroked and kissed him, her hands and lips trembling.
Tao Ling suddenly realized that the kiss was different from before. He felt Wen Qingying's desire to invade, which was strong, direct and earnest.
His heart trembled violently, and his hands began to respond to him.
The two of them were in a bit of a hurry. After entanglement for a long time, they finally took off each other's clothes. Wen Qingying covered Tao Ling's entire body and kissed him from his forehead to his neck.
The tenderness lingered in Tao Ling's heart for a moment, and finally the feathers flicked along the waistline, and Tao Ling put an arm around Wen Qingying's shoulders.
Breathing very quickly, he said, "Wash."
Wen Qingying turned a deaf ear and continued to move.
Tao Ling was extremely uneasy. He grabbed Wen Qingying's arm to prevent him from going down, and said stubbornly, "Take me a bath, I want to wash. Smell..."
Because he was too impatient, he couldn't finish shouting Wen Qingying's name. He just said the word "wen". After he said it, he seemed inexplicably helpless, but it was precisely because of this helplessness that it sounded even more heart-pounding.
Wen Qingying stopped abruptly, her chest heaved violently for a moment, and finally got up and carried him to the bathroom.
It's not that Tao Ling didn't know that Wen Qingying had a strong side, but he had never felt it so intuitively. He was clinging to Wen Qingying's shoulder and neck in the waves, for fear that he would drown if he let go.
"Smell..." he called in a nasal voice.
Wen Qing Yingxun raised her eyes, broke his chin and kissed him. After finally getting a chance to breathe, Tao Ling whispered, "I want to hear your voice."
"Sir." Wen Qingying called out to him with a heavy breath.
After shouting a few more times, the words became smoother. Wen Qingying, with a strong infatuation, kept repeating: "Sir, sir..."
The corners of Tao Ling's eyes were flushed, and hearing Qingying's voice made his heart tremble, and he almost lost his mind.
It took too much time to calm down the panting/breathing and throbbing, Tao Ling stared straight at the ceiling and finally pulled away from the afterglow, only to start to be surprised.
The first time he was in close contact, he never thought it would fit together like this, as if the whole person was on fire from the inside out, and the soul had to be handed over to each other.
Wen Qingying pressed on him and wrapped him up, not wanting to leave him for a second even after everything was over.
Tao Ling moved, Wen Qingying raised her head from his shoulder, looked at each other for two seconds, and kissed lingeringly.
"You lied to me." Tao Ling said suddenly as his lips parted.
Wen Qingying opened her mouth, but didn't say anything.
Tao Ling said, "You hear it all the time, don't you?"
Wen Qingying was a little anxious, Tao Ling then asked, "When are you going to confess to me?"
Before Wen Qingying could speak, Tao Ling pushed him, but Wen Qingying didn't take the initiative, and in his current state, he couldn't lift him at all.
Tao Ling struggled twice and couldn't break free.
After looking at each other for a long time, Wen Qingying finally found that Tao Ling was not angry at all, he blinked obediently, just like when he first met.
Every time he showed this expression, Tao Ling couldn't help but soften his heart and wanted to promise him everything.
"Don't try to seduce me," he said coldly.
Wen Qingying grabbed his hand, covered her heart, and finally said, "You said you love me."
Tao Ling was startled, remembering the words he had said before, his scalp tingling. He hurriedly looked away, looked at the top of the wall, and said bluntly, "I didn't say it."
"I heard." Wen Qingying held his face, forcing him to look at her, and continued to say in an unfamiliar tone, "You love me, you can't go."
Tao Ling pursed his lips, and finally snorted coldly.
After humming, he was startled, this arrogant posture was very unfamiliar, he suddenly felt too ashamed, he just wanted to find a hole to burrow in, but he still managed to maintain a calm face.
Wen Qingying looked at his eyebrows carefully and said, "I have your handle."
After a long time, he repeated: "You can't go."
"Have you learned to threaten me?" Tao Ling asked.
Wen Qingying smiled, and the little tiger teeth were exposed again without any cover.
Tao Ling's heart was itching, and he raised his head to kiss him, Wen Qingying leaned over, and he was able to grab his neck and lick his tiger teeth as he wished.
When taking a bath, Tao Ling took Wen Qingying's hand. He wanted to check the injury on the inner side of his arm, but unexpectedly found that the skin on his wrist was torn and a red circle.
"What's the matter?" He was startled.
Wen Qingying shook her head and withdrew her hand: "Wait, talk."
He hadn't spoken for a long time, so he could only speak as briefly as possible. Tao Ling knew it was rare, so he didn't force him, but just asked, "You haven't spoken for three years, so now it's sounding smooth?"
Wen Qingying looked down at him and replied, "Practice every day."
Tao Ling took a step forward in distress and hugged him tightly against his chest: "Forcing myself to be very hard."
Wen Qingying shook her head.
They hugged each other under the water and dawdled for a while before Tao Ling smiled: "Why are you getting up again?"
Wen Qingying pursed her lips, and finally spit out a few words: "Because sir."
"Blame me," Tao Ling said with a smile, "I'll be responsible."
He kissed the corner of Wen Qingying's mouth, and kissed him down the same way he treated himself on the bed.
He half-squinted his eyes, Wen Qingying's skin was too white under the light, and his lips touched his firm body, causing fireworks to explode in his mind again.
Wen Qingying panicked when she knelt down on one knee, grabbed him and lifted him up.
Tao Ling looked up at him and asked seriously, "Why can you do it for me and I can't do it for you?"
Wen Qingying leaned down, her lips and teeth entangled again.
During the final cleanup, Tao Ling thought about it and said, "Let's discuss it. Can you stop calling me Mr. when... next time? I always feel..."
"Sir." Wen Qingying called out directly, which counted as an answer.
Tao Ling: "..."
"I figured it out. You who write and you who speak are not alone, right?" Tao Ling complained half-truth.
Wen Qingying laughed, the same smile as before, her brows stretched out, her eyes slightly curved, revealing the tiger teeth that made Tao Ling fascinated, and that overly beautiful face became real.
This is Wen Qingying, his Wen Qingying.
After finally packing up, the second half of the day was almost over, Tao Ling only asked for two hours of leave, which immediately turned into absenteeism.
The legs/roots were not very comfortable. Seeing that he frowned twice, Wen Qingying realized that he had gone too far, and guiltily wanted to go out and buy medicine for him.
Tao Ling pulled him away, suppressing his sense of shame, and said, "I don't feel pain, you can just hold me."
The two then huddled together, ready to talk about the past few days.
Because Wen Qingying still had some difficulties in speaking/communicating directly, the two parties used sign language, speaking and typing instead, how to express it smoothly.
Wen Qingying was very worried about Tao Ling going to the airport. Today, she asked Tao Ling so impulsively, mostly because of this, and she didn't have time to think that he was driving there.
Therefore, as soon as the conversation started, he immediately asked Tao Ling why he was leaving, Tao Ling wondered: "Where are you all going?"
Before he could ask again, Tao Ling said, "Wait, tell me what's going on these days? What's the matter with the injury on the hand? Just type if you can't say it."
Wen Qingying couldn't avoid this problem, and kept the family affairs as brief as possible.
Even though he described the situation lightly, Tao Ling was still furious, gasping with distress, and finally said angrily, "I'm going to sue her for illegal detention!"
"It's okay." Wen Qingying smiled briefly, "She is ill, I don't care about her."
Tao Ling gently touched the wound on his wrist: "Don't be so kind."
Wen Qingying: "It's not kindness, she has been in pain, this is already a punishment, and it is more terrible than any punishment."
Tao Ling couldn't help but hug him and kiss him, Wen Qingying hugged him directly and forced him to sit on top of him.
After a moment of intimacy, Tao Ling asked in a low voice, "Yunnan..."
"I don't know." Wen Qingying rubbed his fingers, "How about you?"
Tao Ling knew what he was asking, and said: "I resigned, not because of your business, don't feel guilty. I wanted to resign a long time ago, this time is just right, we can only leave after the end of this semester, we still have A lot of time to discuss where to go.”
Wen Qingying kissed his forehead and listened to him continue: "Wen Qingying, I really want to understand, except for Tao Jun, the only person who has a relationship with me is you, as long as you are with you, it doesn't matter."
Speaking of this, Tao Ling suddenly remembered something. He pinched Wen Qingying's chin and asked dangerously, "Zhou Jingjing, do you know me?"
Wen Qingying nodded blankly: "College classmate."
Tao Ling: "Are you two almost together?"
Wen Qingying was stunned for a moment, then shook her head: "How come?"
Tao Ling deliberately scare him: "Better."
After the initial surprise, Wen Qingying immediately saw through him, raised her eyes slightly, and put her hands behind his waist and rubbed slowly.
Tao Ling was flustered by his actions, and in order to ignore the strangeness, he let go and told the story of Xia Chi and Zhou Jingjing's visit.
He also talked about the exchange of numbers with Xia Chi in Beijing.
After listening for a long time, Wen Qingying did not make a statement.
Tao Ling said: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you on purpose. I thought that since you cut off contact with the past, you probably won't want to know this much now. Tell you. Anyway, you and I will be long in the future."
Wen Qingying smiled and nodded.
Tao Ling thought about it, he didn't dare to ask about his mother, but he had to ask something else first.
So he slowly touched Wen Qingying's chest and said, "Tell me honestly, since you can hear it, why do you pretend you can't?"