It wasn't until Duan Changke disappeared for a while that Fang Lin withdrew his palm.
Tao Le's face was tense, and the conversation just now must have stimulated him a lot.
Fang Lin looked at him with pity, and didn't intend to think about whether this man would scream and jump into the city's famous scenic river after he knew the truth.
"Come on, come on," Tao Le patted him in shock, "I, I understand that you are in a bad mood recently, but let me tell you not to be so scary next time, it was so scary just now..."
"And why did you ask that suddenly?" Tao Le was still not stupid enough, "Could it be that you have a sign? Hey, let me tell you, no matter what, let's keep it from Brother Xia. If he finds out, he will hang us both. Get up and hammer..."
Fang Lin sighed suddenly, and said in a faint tone: "Yes, but what should we do?"
After Tao Le heard this, his eyes widened like copper bells. After standing there for a second, he immediately pulled Fang Lin to the corner. He hesitated to speak for a long time, and finally seemed to have made up his mind. In this way, you tell me who it is first, and I will definitely cover for you, absolutely leak-proof!"
"..." Fang Lin always felt that he felt guilty for bullying an honest person, but he couldn't open his mouth for a direct showdown, so he could only pursed his lips and said helplessly, "Forget it, I'm kidding you, no."
Tao Le still wanted to say something, but in the end he held back, Fang Lin understood from the expression on his face, maybe he still wanted to give himself some time in his heart.
Anyway, he has given the hint he should have given, whether he can detect it is Tao Le's own problem.
I don't know whether it's because of the face of Hailin's key cultivation or because he really sees his development potential, because there are almost no projects that will be terminated or downgraded after the deadline, and there are even a few more new invitations than before.
Xia Qi has already communicated with the relevant departments of the company, so this time he only needs to sign what needs to be signed, and then listen to what they explain.
Xia Qi wasn't here today, so the two of them didn't spend much time together, and the days when he was absent from work and missing contact were not too long, so he didn't have much impact after reckoning.
"It's okay, okay," Tao Le watched as Fang Lin signed the contract for the next recording of the variety show, "Brother Xia will send you some Weibo templates at that time, and it will be fine to explain after the show airs, it's not a big problem .”
"As for Mr. Duan coming to you—"
Fang Lin coughed and replied, "Let's let them spread this out."
Looking at the document in his hand, he finally felt a little bitterness in his heart.
If only she could catch up to this episode too.
He obviously felt that he would not be so sad anymore, but he still fantasized and imagined some impossible situations.
But he told himself that he should be content.
"Let's go." He withdrew his thoughts and said to Tao Le who was waiting, "It's time to resume work slowly."
Regardless, it ended up being different.
The two came out of the company and Tao Le said that he would send him back. Fang Lin waved his hands and found a reason to finally send the other party away. See him again.
Watching Tao Le get into the car, Fang Lin took out his mobile phone.
"Can I go back to your apartment?"
Duan Changke may be busy, so the reply speed is not fast.
When Fang Lin was about to click on the taxi app to go back to his home, the other party sent a sentence "don't ask for this opinion".
Fang Lin typed seriously: "Okay. Then I'll go back and wait for you."
Just as he was about to ask if he wanted to make some dinner, the other party sent another message: "But I may come back later, so don't wait for me to eat."
Fang Lin blinked and sent an "oh".
Duan Changke really came back a bit late.
When he came back, Fang Lin was just taking a shower, knocked on the bathroom door and heard a reply, and then went to the bedroom to change.
There was no trace of the kitchen being touched, Duan Changke rubbed the center of his brows, a little tired, and leaned against the bedside to wait for him.
Today was a social occasion that he had to go to. Even though no one dared to drink him, he still took a while to come back.
I don't know how his little canary—no, it should be her boyfriend's mood today.
I want to hug him and rest for a while, or just sleep like this.
But Fang Lin seemed to be different from what he thought.
The look in his eyes was still joyful when he saw himself, and he walked over with a wet body, and he waved to him and asked him to sit beside him.
But Fang Lin climbed onto his shoulder impatiently and kissed his Adam's apple as if to prove something.
He froze for a moment, then patted Fang Lin's back: "Why are you in such a hurry."
The other party's voice was buzzing and a little vague.
But he still reached out and tore off his tie, and then pulled his clothes.
In fact, Fang Lin himself didn't know what happened to him.
Obviously his previous emotions were not like this, and he knew that Duan Changke's words had no other meaning.
—But there will still be inexplicable emotions, as if clearly confirming the relationship between him and him, those hugs and kisses are too real, but the subconscious is still uncertain, afraid that the dream will wake up, and the love will be empty.
Even if he was sure that Duan Changke would not do this.
He felt that he was very weird. He obviously asked for these things now, but he would think too much because of one sentence.
So he thought, if only he could not bother himself with these things.
After all, you will get used to it.
"Mr. Duan," he bit the other party's collarbone, trying to take off his pajamas for him, "Do you want to do it?"
He was actually not that interested, but all this was always like a dream. Even though he knew that Duan Changke had really not lied to him this time, he still had a deep-rooted idea to do something.
"Do it, Mr. Duan," Fang Lin raised his face to look at him, "I just did it, I'll help you..."
His wrist was grabbed.
Duan Changke seemed to sigh, and understood something at this moment, kissed him gently on the mouth, and said lightly, "You can not call me that on this occasion."
Of course Fang Lin knew it, but he couldn't control it, or he couldn't change his identity and role so quickly, so he choked and said, "I... I'll work hard."
Wanting to skip this topic, Fang Lin touched Duan Changke's belt and put his hand on it: "Duan—"
As a result, he was interrupted as soon as he said a word.
He was suddenly hugged by Duan Changke, and he was pressed on the bed by the other party when he was still in a daze. He just relaxed a little bit, at least they don't need to say much about this, at least it can relieve his embarrassment, at least...
"Don't!!" At least he hadn't finished speaking in his heart, and suddenly screamed out.
Duan Changke didn't continue to move as he wanted, and didn't allow himself to continue to pull his suit. Instead, he clasped Fang Lin's hands with one hand, and pressed upwards on the bed. He was so strong that Fang Lin was easily caught. He took control—or maybe he didn't want to struggle.
His other hand grabbed his pajama bottoms and pulled them down—
Duan Changke buried her face, Fang Linbian couldn't remember anything.
Warmth, shock, and overwhelmed feelings overwhelmed him.
Fang Lin wanted to say something, but the sudden stimulation hit his brain cortex, he was shaken all over, and his arm limply rested on the opponent's shoulder.
He forgot everything he wanted to say, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, only the increasingly clear sensory stimulation made him moan unbearably: "Ah—"
Originally, he had yelled even more excessively before, but now he heard his own voice, but Fang Lin blushed suddenly - because this was such a straightforward feedback from the other party.
He was restrained, he could only raise his head slightly, and he could only see Duan Changke's silent, deep black hair top.
Just thinking about who is doing this, he became more and more excited where he was not very interested. He was shy, happy and unbelievable. In the end, he could only touch Duan Changke's hair one by one, and his psychological satisfaction was far away. It is better than physiology, even ignoring the less skilled skills of the other party.
His whole body fell into an extremely gorgeous dream, as if he was lying on a soft cloud, everything was trapped in it, only the original rhythm remained, and the wet, viscous, erotic, deafening water Voice.
"Ah... Duan, Mr. Duan..." Fang Lin trembled all over, all his resistance was peeled off, his eyes were filled with water, salty, lustful, his hands and elbows moved uncontrollably. Pushing back, but bending up at the waist, the posture is straightforward and weird.
But Duan Changke stopped at this moment.
As if the upstream of the waterfall suddenly dried up, the feeling of not falling is not good. Fang Lin squinted his eyes and kept shaking his head, tightening his ten fingers on the other person's clothes, as if coquettish and begging, he kept calling: "President Duan, Mr. Duan..."
"Don't call it that." Duan Changke stood up slightly so that Fang Lin could see himself more easily. His hair was messed up by Fang Lin, but his eyes were clear and his lips were still shining.
Fang Lin looked at him hazily, the uncomfortable feeling was still hitting his brain, but when Duan Changke gave the order, he didn't dare to yell like that, and only let out a low breath.
"Call me by name," Duan Changke reached down with his hand, and Fang Lindeng lost his breath immediately, and could not make a sound with his mouth open. And the other party's voice was bewitching, or inducing, like a snake cunningly got into Fang Lin's ear, beating his heart.
The last bit of tense emotion in Fang Lin's brain also relaxed, and he wanted to give himself up as if he was relieved, and finally whimpered and shed tears of reason, calling him intermittently: "Duan Changke, Duan Changke, Duan Changke..."
"It's me." The other party's voice was low, and he buried his face again as he kept his word.
No need for any skills, Fang Lin's voice was getting louder and louder, and the surging desire was overwhelming him, sucking his air and grabbing his soul, making him only remember the name of the devil, repeating it over and over again——
"Duan Changke—"
The terrible stamina after the sudden release was still climbing up little by little, but reason and shame began to return. Fang Lin lay on his back, the corners of his eyes were full of tears left unknowingly just now. Panting, chest heaving violently.
He actually, he actually...
He still had the touch of the other person's hair on his hand, and the hot flashes of sweat also showed what happened just now, and the trembling could not be eliminated, but the emptiness that spread after the end made him just want to hug the other person at this moment.
Fang Lin rubbed his eyes, and the world finally became clear.
He went to look for Duan Changke's hand, desperately wanting to hold it together, and stretched it around anxiously, and then he was caught by the other party.
Duan Changke's hands were not as dry as usual, and their palms were very hot. They held him tightly as they did in the elevator today. Their fingers were tightly intertwined. Fang Lin didn't want to do anything else. He just wanted to call him at this moment. name.
Hearing him calling her, Duan Changke finally raised her head.
He spat out the contents of his mouth, wiped the corners of his lips with his fingers, leaned over, and was afraid that Fang Lin would not like the taste in his mouth, so he just kissed his face.
"I just want you to come in and out of my house freely, without worrying so much, let alone lowering your position," Duan Changke sighed, but there was no complaint in his voice, only that there was nothing to do with him, "Why are you so sensitive."
"Can you believe it now?" he said.
"I don't have a whim, it's not a whim, it has nothing to do with everything else... I want to love you too."