The slender hands trembled slightly when they were untied at the end.
Seeing the young man's straight gaze, Yu Xingqiao controlled the thought of avoiding it, blushing and turned away.
"I...my body doesn't look good."
He pursed his lips, his eyelashes drooping slightly, feeling a little inferior.
"No."
Hearing this, Jun Lu recovered from his daze.
He never thought that Qiaoqiao would do this for him...
What do you mean... "Although I don't know what is too much, but as long as Xiaoli is happy"
Does he know how excited he is by being like this? He could hardly control the beast in his heart.
"You are beautiful."
Jun Lu let go of the boy's shoulders, he leaned down and kissed him in the corner of his eyes.
His movements are so gentle and reverent.
"Is it really possible?" He confirmed again.
Yu Xingqiao grabbed a blade of grass by his side, and the tender blade twisted under his fingertips. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded firmly.
Then, he heard the boy's breathing quicken, and then, delicate kisses fell on his face.
Long and soft with reassuring comfort.
Yu Xingqiao's body relaxed slightly, but he was still a little scared in his heart. What was the excessive thing Xiaoli said? But this gentle kiss successfully calmed his tension.
He likes being so close to Xiaoli.
The teenager's kiss gradually went down, he felt him come to his chin, kissed, and then continued to spread to the fragile neck.
A dangerous and exciting strange experience jumped straight to the top of his head, making him stand on his toes, and couldn't help but let out a soft snort.
Is this unbearable
Jun Lu raised his head slightly, and looked at the boy's face, which was more beautiful than Qiangwei, but with a pure aura.
Jun Lv's breathing became heavier.
It's just that he is very restrained.
Qiaoqiao is his most precious treasure, he wants him to be happy, and doesn't want him to suffer any harm.
Yu Xingqiao blushed, but secretly looked at Jun Lv, curious about what he was going to do.
Just as Jun Lu was about to lean over to continue, he suddenly thought of something and said, "I want to tell you something first."
"Huh?" Yu Xingqiao blinked.
"I'm not hungry." Jun Lu was very serious.
"Oh..." Yu Xingqiao nodded because he didn't understand.
Jun Lu felt that he still didn't understand, so after thinking about it, he changed the phrase: "In short, don't talk later, just feel it carefully."
"Okay... okay."
Yu Xingqiao responded, and then felt the boy leaning over.
A strange feeling came from my heart.
"Hmm..." Yu Xingqiao was caught off guard and couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his mouth.
He had many doubts in his heart, but remembering what the young man said just now, he dared not ask.
He couldn't help closing his eyes.
It's just in my mind, but I unconsciously sketched those feelings into a picture.
At such a moment, he unexpectedly flashed a thought—so what Xiaoli said about practicing in advance, is this the case? !
Slowly, Yu Xingqiao felt that he had turned into a puddle of water, gradually warmed up and vaporized in the boy's hands, and turned into a cloud and flew towards an unknown and wonderful realm.
He felt that the young man took off his shoes, and his hot hands held his feet, and the sensitive soles of his feet were ironed by the temperature of his palms, which aroused more inexplicable feelings in his heart.
But his next action made Yu Xingqiao hurriedly hold his hand.
He suddenly felt a little scared.
Jun Lu raised his eyes, the red pupils were gentle and soft, all the hostility and madness had faded away, but there was another kind of oppressive darkness.
Yu Xingqiao pursed his lips, somewhat at a loss.
The boy's face was flushed red, pure and charming.
Jun Lu leaned over and kissed his moist and beautiful lips.
He said: "Don't be afraid of me, I will never bear to hurt you."
Yu Xingqiao stared blankly at him, watched him finish speaking softly, and then continued to reach out.
This time, Yu Xingqiao cooperated with him, but in the end, he still curled up shyly.
The beautiful old castle and the meadow full of flowers, the young man doesn't know that at this moment he is as beautiful as a painting, which makes people want to treasure it and paint it with their own colors.
Jun Lu looked at him bewilderedly.
However, he knew to take it step by step.
He hugged him from behind, dragged him into his arms, and the two sat up.
"Will this be more comfortable?" Jun Lu leaned into the young man's ear and asked.
His tall body completely surrounded the petite him, blocking the wind and clouds.
The familiar scorching breath enveloped Yu Xingqiao.
"Um… "
He blushed and responded, then shrank back into the boy's arms, absorbing the reassuring warmth.
Junli kissed his ear.
"I'm going to start."
Yu Xingqiao heard him whisper in his ear.
The tall flowers, the purple-blue flowers blocked their figures, except for the boy's meowing like a kitten from time to time, no one could guess what they were doing...
Yu's President's Office.
Yu Ting has just finished a very important meeting, and now he is dragging his tired feet back to his office.
In the half month since his younger brother was in a coma, the atmosphere in Yu's house has changed from extremely depressing to slowly loosening. Yu Ting has put in a lot of effort.
Father Yu now goes to his youngest son's room every day, sits beside him and chats with him, or just sits.
Every time he sees him like this, Yu Ting really wants to tell him the truth, to tell him that Qiaoqiao lives in another world, although it is a bit dangerous, but he is happy and healthy.
It's just that he still didn't dare to gamble in the end, he deeply remembered Little Miracle's words "at your own risk".
So he can only try his best to carry Yu Shi and do what he can, so that the old man doesn't have to continue to be distracted by the company's chores.
Also because of this, he is too busy to look at his phone during the day, and he can touch fish when he returns home at night, so that the decoration of the safe house has barely completed a style until now.
After finishing a big project today, he decided to give himself a little reward.
Lock the door and close the shutters.
Then he walked briskly, came to the desk and sat down, thought about it, got up and made himself a cup of coffee—
There is a lounge in his office, and all the facilities are very complete.
Sitting down with a cup of coffee, he called the secretary and told her very seriously not to be disturbed by anyone.
After the secretary responded, he hung up the phone.
Yu Ting bent down, opened the safe, and took out the mobile phone and holder kept inside.
Putting the phone on the stand, he rubbed his fingertips. It was a small movement when he was excited. He picked up the coffee and took a sip. Then he was about to reach out and click on the simple and cute APP icon.
What is Qiaoqiao doing now? Probably playing in a small town, right? I don't know if I eat on time
As he thought this way, his fingertips got closer and closer to the screen, and finally, when there was still a millimeter left, he stopped.
Yu Ting frowned slightly, and turned his head sideways.
A little light man about half the size of a palm appeared on his shoulder at some point. It sat there quietly, pressing against the seam of his suit.
Yu Ting's heart skipped a beat.
Caught off guard, he was so frightened that his hands trembled.
Fortunately, his heart was strong enough, and he was not frightened into losing his bearing by this little light man who suddenly appeared.
His hands were in mid-air, a little farther away from the screen.
"Little Miracle, you scared me." He said softly. Feeling that Xiao Guangren was not in high spirits, Yu Ting raised his eyebrows slightly, and his fingers moved a little away from the APP icon on the screen. He asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Guangren propped his hands behind his back, and his legs were paralyzed.
"I'm in a bad mood." It said sullenly.
Yu Ting glanced at the phone, then at Xiao Guangren, sighed helplessly, turned off the screen of the phone, and then looked at it.
"Why not?" He took a sip of coffee and said casually, "Speaking out makes me happy."
Xiao Guangren glared at him.
Although it has no facial features, Yu Ting still feels its stare.
The fingertips lightly touched the gold leaf tattoo on the back of the hand, the dark gold lines had a faint shimmer.
Yu Ting sighed softly, softened his tone, and said: "When you are in a bad mood, tell others, and you will feel better."
Xiao Guangren pouted, "I have nothing to say to you."
This arrogant brat...
Yu Ting raised his eyebrows and said, "Then why did you come to see me?"
Xiao Guangren stopped talking immediately, and turned his face away.
Seeing that it was really unwilling to speak, Yu Ting withdrew his gaze.
Anyway, it will always say what it wants to say, and it's useless to force it, not to mention that he has no ability to force a magical life like it.
Yu Ting looked at the phone again, ready to open the "Miracle Cub" app to see how his younger brother was doing.
"Don't start the game." Xiao Guangren said suddenly.
Yu Ting stopped again, he turned his head and looked at it puzzled: "Why?"
Xiao Guangren lay on his strong and straight shoulders, like a salty fish with no life in it.
"I don't want to see it," it said.
Yu Ting frowned, "But I want to see it."
Then he continued to open the game, but out of the corner of his eye, he was watching the little light man. It didn't speak, and continued to lie on its stomach. When the game icon appeared on the phone, it turned its little head to one side, with the back of its head facing him.
I don't know if it's Yu Ting's illusion, but he always feels that there is a faint sadness controlling Xiao Guangren.
He looked at the phone again.
Watching the screen of the game gradually emerge, he sighed softly, and finally exited the game and put away the phone.
Really, he just wanted to play the game for a while, why is it so difficult
In the castle garden.
Yu Xingqiao was fully dressed, his face was still red, his limbs were soft, and he was placed on a swing in the garden to sit.
He looked into the distance.
The black-haired boy was tall and straight, standing by the dry pool, the tentacles of the shadow rolled up a bottle of water and dumped it in front of him.
The boy stretched his hands under the water to wash them, and the sunlight fell on him, coating him with a layer of golden light.
Looking at him, Yu Xingqiao felt his heart beating fast, and when he looked over from the side, it felt like an arrow had been shot in his heart.
He looked away flusteredly.
"Shushasha—"
The soles of the shoes rubbed against the ground. After washing his hands, the boy walked towards him and stood beside him.
Yu Xingqiao felt his cheeks burn, and recalled what happened just now in his mind, his whole body looked like cooked shrimp.
Jun Lu squatted down in front of him, looking up at him slightly.
"Qiaoqiao." He called him softly.
Yu Xingqiao turned his head around, pinched his fingers timidly, and fixed his eyes on the young man's handsome and comfortable eyebrows.
"Hmm." He responded slightly.
Jun Lu raised his hand and stroked the scalding skin on his cheek with his fingertips. The blood red in his eyes had faded and turned into a crystal clear and moist red.
He slightly bent his lips and asked, "How do you feel?"
Yu Xingqiao pouted his lips, avoiding his eyes and dared not look at him, and muttered in a low voice: "I feel... I feel like I was bullied by you... and something seems wrong..."
Jun Lu was taken aback for a moment, then turned his face away and smiled softly.
Yu Xingqiao was immediately annoyed, "What are you laughing at?"
Jun Lu quickly restrained his smile. He looked at the ignorant young man and said, "Your feeling is correct. You were indeed bullied by me just now."
Yu Xingqiao couldn't help but glared at him.
After bullying him, are you still so frank? Why didn't he discover Xiaoli's side before
Jun Lu took his little hand, put it on his cheek, and kissed his palm again.
He said, "I'll let you bully me back later, okay?"
Yu Xingqiao's eyes fluttered wildly, he seemed to be hesitating, but at the same time seemed shy.
Jun Lu looked at him, waiting patiently.
Finally, after a while, the boy blushed and said shyly:
"good."