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It is said that people feel better when they are full, and Chi Qiu is a typical example. Once he was full, his pace became much lighter, and even the words he couldn't say just now were kept in his mouth.
He successfully brought Lu Ming from the guest bedroom next door to the master bedroom.
His reason was simple: "Aunt Zhang cooked noodles for me. I'm a bit full and can't sleep." He asked Lu Ming, "Can you talk to me?"
How could Lu Ming refuse: "Okay, I don't know what's going on today, I'm not sleepy at all, I just wanted to talk."
The words were inconsistent, and Chi Qiu was immediately amused. He didn't expose Lu Ming on the spot. After all, Lu Ming gave him face, and he also wanted to give Lu Ming face.
But at this point in time, sitting and talking is too exhausting.
Chi Qiu was full of food, and his eyelids started to fight while the two of them were talking. Chi Qiu shook his head, boiling himself like a chicken pecking at rice. Lu Ming couldn't stand it anymore, and took Chi Qiu's hand to wash up.
Chi Qiu rubbed his eyes while defending: "I don't want to sleep."
"I know, but you can lie down and chat with me." Lu Ming's tone was like cotton candy, it fell into Chi Qiu's ears, it was sweet and soft.
Chi Qiu couldn't help yawning, and under Lu Ming's persuasion, he got into bed sleepily. When the weather turns cold, the warm quilt becomes the best cradle, and people can't help but want to close their eyes as soon as they touch it.
Lu Ming sat by the bed and talked with Chi Qiu, or he was the only one talking there.
Chi Qiu was more like a listener.
Slowly, Chi Qiu's eyelids stopped fighting, and he breathed evenly, wondering if he fell asleep. Lu Ming looked at Chi Qiu's sleeping face, and ran his hand along the sheet, touching Chi Qiu's fingertips: "Good night."
Unexpectedly, Chi Qiu hugged his arm naturally, breathing evenly and hitting Lu Ming's skin.
Chi Qiu should be a little coquettish, and let out a long breath.
Lu Ming's heart softened, and he didn't dare to take his arm away casually.
Helplessly, time passed slowly, and the two were deadlocked in a very intimate way. Seeing that Chi Qiu didn't intend to let go, Lu Ming coaxed softly: "Chi Qiu, you have to let me go."
Chi Qiu rubbed against him sleepily.
Lu Ming asked, "Chi Qiu, are you sleepy?"
Chi Qiu didn't know if he was really confused, so he whispered: "Lu Ming..."
"Um?"
"Let's sleep together." He said more and more softly, like a dream.
Lu Ming was stunned, his heart itched slightly, and a tingling sensation spread all over his body. He even suspected that he had heard it wrong.
Chi Qiu's step was too big. Could it be that he really got it wrong? He wasn't sure, until Chi Qiu let go of his hand, turned his back to Lu Ming, and said again: "I want you to sleep with me, sleep by yourself...it's a bit cold."
He found the most appropriate excuse at the moment.
Lu Ming suddenly realized, and completely understood Chi Qiu's intentions. Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately lay down on the bed, and hugged his longing sweetheart from behind.
As the clock ticked, they melted into each other's body heat.
Lu Ming's lips touched Chi Qiu's hair lightly, and the lemon-flavored shower gel at home turned into a faint body fragrance, which burst into Lu Ming's breath. Lu Ming's heart burned in the boiling water and became hot. The throbbing that could hardly be controlled even swept through his whole body in an instant.
"Chi Qiu." He leaned forward obsessively.
"..."
"Can I kiss you?"
After being asked politely, Chi Qiu's eyelashes trembled, pretending to be in a deep sleep. Lu Ming kissed his neck, and his gentle voice was like the ups and downs of the moonlight and the falling of the stars: "Good night, Chi Qiu."
He said that with his mouth, but his hands were not honest at all.
In less than a few seconds, when Lu Ming was about to touch Chi Qiu's stomach, Chi Qiu grabbed his hand and yelled at him in shame and annoyance, "Don't pinch your stomach!"
Lu Ming let out an almost low-pitched laugh, which was full of pampering. His forehead was pressed against Chi Qiu's shoulder, like a big dog that has succeeded in plotting but loves to act coquettishly: "Aren't you sleeping?"
"... I, I'm going to sleep soon."
"Then can I kiss your forehead?" He could no longer suppress the restlessness and anticipation in his heart, he propped himself up, and saw Chi Qiu's moist eye sockets under the dim light in the bedroom.
Like a flower silent in the abyss, quietly blooming with strong love.
Chi Qiu was silent for a while, and finally nodded gently: "En."
However, Lu Ming didn't follow the rules, he kissed Chi Qiu's lips, a sticky and lingering deep kiss. In the dark night, amidst the stars all over the sky outside the window, Lu Ming's breath was scorching hot, puffing on the tip of Chi Qiu's nose, making people's thoughts surge and they could not sleep.
"Boom."
The long kiss ended, and Lu Ming's lips made a slight sound the moment he left.
Chi Qiu's eyes were clouded, and he became unsatisfied. He was so bewitched that he reached out and hugged Lu Ming's neck.
Lu Ming was unexpectedly a gentleman, but also on purpose. Rubbing Chi Qiu's lips with his fingers, he asked him hoarsely, "Do you want more?"
"...Don't ask me all the time." Chi Qiu's drooping eyelashes hide countless shyness, "If you want to kiss, just kiss."
Lu Mingsi rubbed his lips and said in a whisper: "I'm afraid of crossing the line, I'm afraid you will be unhappy."
"I, I won't be unhappy." Chi Qiu didn't know that Lu Ming did it on purpose, he blinked his eyes honestly, and slowed down his tone, "Since you are chasing me, you should take the initiative and don't ask me everything. .”
because-
"Lu Ming, you clearly know... I would be embarrassed."
Chi Qiu's last word "love" was a syllable swallowed by Lu Ming. Between lips and teeth touching, Lu Ming's kisses made him addicted, Chi Qiu knew for the first time that Lu Ming was so good at kissing.
During the long night, Chi Qiu tasted the unique sweetness between his lips and teeth.
...
The next morning, the osmanthus tree in the backyard emptied its branches early.
Chi Qiu regretfully drank the sweet-scented osmanthus honey made by Aunt Zhang, sat down on the sofa in a low mood, and listened to the recent materials Ji Feining gave him with headphones on. Lu Ming was sitting next to him with a laptop, frowning to deal with his work, typing on the keyboard with both hands.
When Lu Ming made a low cry, Chi Qiu would reach out and touch his brow to correct him: "Don't frown all the time, it's too fierce."
"Okay, stop wrinkling." Lu Ming immediately laughed and kissed Chi Qiu's palm.
Chi Qiu blushed, but didn't take back her hand: "The sweet-scented osmanthus honey made by Aunt Zhang is delicious, and it is said to be made from the sweet-scented osmanthus from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the backyard."
"I know."
Chi Qiu muttered, "What a pity, I haven't seen it bloom this year."
When Lu Ming heard this, he put down his work and said, "Wait for me for a while." He walked quickly into the study, and took out a small glass bottle from the cabinet, which was filled with dried golden osmanthus.
He pulled out the cork and handed it to Chi Qiu: "The scent is still there, smell it."
Holding the glass bottle in surprise, Chi Qiu leaned forward and sniffed it in disbelief: "Did you make it?"
"A while ago, I originally wanted to use it to curry favor with you. Unexpectedly, you wouldn't even let me in." Lu Ming cherished the moment very much, and he said with relief, "But it's not a waste to give it to you now. Chi Qiu, do you like it?"
Chi Qiu's smile hung on the brows and the corners of his mouth. He lowered his head and sniffed the lingering fragrance of osmanthus in winter, and pursed his lips: "I like it."
Hearing that Chi Qiu likes it, Lu Ming got excited: "From now on, I will collect osmanthus flowers for you every year, and I will ask people to tidy up the backyard and plant osmanthus trees."
"One sweet-scented osmanthus tree is enough to be fragrant, and it's good to plant some others." Chi Qiu spoke in a gentle voice, and couldn't put down a bottle of sweet-scented osmanthus.
He put the cork back, for fear that the fragrance would be gone. He has to smell a little today and a little tomorrow, smell it sparingly, and smell it in a hidden way. He hoped that the fragrance of osmanthus would last until the autumn of the next year.
It turned out that as long as it was sent by Lu Ming, he still liked it so much.
And it feels good to be loved by Lu Ming, like clouds that cannot be wrapped, like syrup overflowing. Fluttering, falling in the heart again, as if the tears were a ridiculous dream.
Chi Qiu stepped forward cautiously, also cherishing the present very much.
Therefore, Chi Qiu and Lu Ming almost reached an agreement on the outcome of their marriage.
Chi Qiu was pondering what to say in his heart, holding the glass bottle in his hands. Suddenly, the light reflected by the glass caused a gleam of light to flash in front of Chi Qiu's eyes inexplicably. Chi Qiu was taken aback, thinking it was his own illusion, and hurriedly asked: "Is my follow-up appointment coming soon?"
"It's next week, and I will accompany you there."
"Yes." Chi Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.
In the end, he said what he was thinking to Lu Ming: "Lu Ming, I was thinking... Isn't the injury on my face almost healed? Why don't we take the time to visit Grandpa. He must I was so angry that I kept calling for us to go over, but I didn’t make it until today.”
Lu Ming comforted him: "You go with your injuries. He will only be worried when he sees it. I think he should have heard about Lin Yuming's matter, so he didn't rush me recently. He should have considered this point. .”
Regarding this matter, Chi Qiu and Lu Ming decided to divorce first, but not to separate.
They have the same idea, and they all hope that each other can adapt to the new partner—whether it is Lu Ming who has become gentle and considerate, or Chi Qiu who has begun to learn to reject.
For this reason, Chi Qiu was a little apprehensive and took a deep breath.
In order to reassure Chi Qiu, Lu Ming took the initiative to tell Chi Qiu what was in his heart: "To be honest, I can't give up the hatred I once had."
Chi Qiu suddenly raised his head, Lu Ming's loneliness was fully reflected in his voice.
"Everyone in the Lu family, except grandpa, is very indifferent to my mother. She didn't do anything wrong, she just regarded her love as her life. If Lu Rongtian had treated her well back then, if Lu Rongtian hadn't cheated, maybe she I won't be completely insane, and I won't pay the price of my life for it. If I let it go, I'm afraid there will always be a wall in my heart."
Lu Rongtian and Zhen Zhen are not qualified to occupy the Lu family's property, and every achievement Lu Rongtian has made in the company cannot be separated from the help of Lu You's family behind the scenes.
In the world, there is no reason to just kick it away after eating it.
Lu Ming showed his cards to Chi Qiu, eager to get Chi Qiu's understanding, and found a suitable method.
He held Chi Qiu's hand: "But don't worry, even if I don't inherit 70% of the Lu family's property, I won't let them monopolize everything in the future. Even if it will take longer, I have the confidence to do well. Grandpa should also hope that the capable will sit in high positions, and I will defeat them in an open and honest way. So, you don't have to worry about these, just do it in the way that is most comfortable in your heart."
He was also as happy as ever, and said with a smile: "After all, we have started all over again, haven't we?"
The marriage contract made by Mr. Lu is a shortcut. Once, Lu Ming wanted to solve all the grievances Lu You suffered in the fastest way, and wanted to take revenge on Lu Rongtian's family in this way.
But now, Lu Ming does not intend to take this shortcut.
Chi Qiu quietly listened to what Lu Ming said, and slowly reached out to touch Lu Ming's brow, and accepted all of Lu Ming's knots with a relaxed attitude: "Look at you, when you say these things He frowned again, too fierce." He pursed his lips and said softly, "Lu Ming, thank you for thinking about me."