mousepad-d2 Chapter 53 Children
Chapter 53 Children
"And I like you."
The night was silent, and the hustle and bustle of people in the bar was separated by a wall, so they couldn't hear clearly.
The limp Gu Ling seemed to react for a few seconds, then raised his arms and stretched forward.
Qi Che immediately supported his hand that was scrambling in the void, pulled him lightly, and pulled him into his arms.
Gu Ling buried his face in his chest, his nose twitched, smelling the faint scent of snow mint, and suddenly felt that most of the dryness and heat in his body dissipated, he muttered: "Are you here to pick me up?"
Qi Che wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, touched the back of his head with the other hand, and replied in a low voice: "En."
Yang Zeyi still maintained the posture of reaching out and grabbing Gu Ling's side waist, but when he threw it away so neatly, his face suddenly turned pale.
"You..." He stared into Qi Che's eyes, but was so suppressed by the oppression and possessiveness hidden in those extremely pale eyes that he was speechless.
Qi Che looked at him, and said in a cold voice, "What's your name?"
Yang Zeyi panicked, but felt that he was too cowardly, so he straightened his back and said loudly, "My name is Yang Zeyi, and I belong to Brother Ling..."
"En." Qi Che interrupted him, obviously it was only a very light sound, but Yang Zeyi subconsciously kept silent.
Qi Che turned his gaze away from looking at him again, and returned to his lazy and shallow eyes, looking at the three shocked faces standing in a row behind.
"I'll take them away." His tone was calm, with the attitude of a mountain collapsed in front of him without changing his face. "Be careful on the road."
After finishing speaking, he hugged Gu Ling tightly, half hugged and half coaxed him away, and sent him to the car.
Until the car drove away in a hurry, the three pairs of eyes as big as copper bells followed all the way until the exhaust gas was no longer visible.
Zhang Chen's jaw almost fell to the ground, and he couldn't speak clearly: "I'm stupid, I really drank too much, did I have hallucinations?"
Luo Yuan replied blankly: "I seem to be hallucinating too."
Lin Yiwen's face turned pale: "Could it be something wrong with the wine?"
Yang Zeyi turned around sharply and shouted at them: "No problem! It's not a hallucination! Didn't you fucking know before? Don't tell me you didn't know!"
His face was livid, his obedient and innocent appearance just now disappeared completely, and his expression was extremely ferocious: "What's the relationship between them? Is it an underground affair, or is the marriage partner the surname Qi?"
Zhang Chen was sobered up by his roar, and the alcohol had gone down a lot, and he heard the incoherent speech for a long while: "They...have an affair? Impossible, how could Teacher Qi be a mistress, and Ling'er is not that kind of person either. "
Yang Zeyi was furious immediately: "So they..."
"I understand." Luo Yuan didn't care about Yang Zeyi's roar at all, and his thoughts were not interrupted at all, "The one that Teacher Qi said before is pursuing is Brother Ling!"
Yang Zeyi said angrily, "Did you fucking listen to me..."
Zhang Chen slapped his thigh, and a light bulb flashed above his head: "Marry first and then love!! Ling'er really should marry first and then love!!"
Yang Zeyi: "Grass!!"
Lin Yiwen finally came to a conclusion: "Oh my God!! They are in love!! Ahh Brother Ling is in love!!"
Yang Zeyi: "..."
None of the three noticed Yang Zeyi's anger, they all immersed themselves in their own worlds and started to replay.
Zhang Chen: "So Ling'er said that it was because of Mr. Qi that he quit drinking? You're right!!"
Luo Yuan: "Brother Ling said that the marriage partner is an elderly person, and Teacher Qi is indeed right!"
Lin Yiwen: "No wonder Brother Ling refuses to disclose who his marriage partner is. It turns out it's inconvenient, he's a big star!!"
The three of them turned their heads in a swish, each looked at each other, stared wide-eyed for half a minute, and then rushed together:
"Hahaha damn dead couple!!"
"Did you see it just now? The way Brother Ling threw himself into Teacher Qi's arms, I've never seen it before!!"
"Hahaha tomorrow I have to laugh at Ling'er to death, he will die tomorrow hahaha!"
"Why are you laughing at him? Does he have a boyfriend who loves you??"
"Shut up! Hahaha..."
"Do you know why Ling'er is not drunk for a thousand cups?" Zhang Chen smiled and wiped a little tear from the corner of his eyes, "Because he is afraid that no one will come to pick him up when he is drunk..."
At the end of summer night, three drunken elementary school chickens were crying, laughing and bouncing outside the back door of the bar, just to celebrate a brother who was loved by no one since childhood, and finally someone picked him up after getting drunk.
Yang Zeyi's face was livid, seeing them celebrating a happy event, the sternness in his eyes became more and more severe, he rushed up, pulled the three of them apart, grabbed Zhang Chen's neckline, and shouted:
"What the hell are you talking about! Brother Ling only agreed to the marriage for the sake of profit, why marry first and then fall in love!! Keep your fucking head clear!"
Zhang Chen was distracted by his yelling, and it took him a long time to come to his senses. The joy in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by vigilance and suspicion: "You..."
He shook Yang Zeyi's arm away, and squeezed his collar tightly instead, warning in a low voice: "You are the one who is fucking nonsense! I advise you not to cause trouble, if Ling'er's good marriage is ruined, I will not care about any feelings." I must kill you!!"
Yang Zeyi struggled to break free, his face so ferocious that he lost all instincts, he coldly met Zhang Chen's glaring face, and twitched the corners of his mouth in an ugly way: "Okay, let's wait and see."
He closed his mouth tightly, then turned and disappeared into the night.
The car was running smoothly on the road, and there was only the slight sound of the refrigeration system in the car, other than that it was extremely quiet.
Qi Che moved his upper body, which startled Gu Ling who was leaning on his shoulder.
"You don't move..."
There was a humming and chirping sound, and the warm breath fell on the crest of his neck, making Qi Che stiff for a moment.
Gao Lin, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was drenched in cold sweat. He wished he could be petrified on the spot. He didn't even dare to breathe loudly, and entered a state of nothingness and selflessness with the driver next to him.
Qi Che lowered his head slightly, and looked at Gu Ling who was tightly attached to his body, and saw that his face was flushed, he was in a drowsy sleep, and his eyelashes were trembling slightly.
After watching for half a minute, Qi Che raised his head, his thin lips were tightly pressed, and his expression was restrained and indifferent.
Gao Lin rolled his small eyes, saw his expression in the rearview mirror above his head, immediately looked away, and swallowed.
So scary.
He never expected that Teacher Qi got off the car at the bar, and when he came back, he would have a pendant on his body.
Even in the car, Gu Ling hugged Qi Che like a koala, buried his face in his neck, wishing he could lock him up.
How should I put it, for his limited imagination, this picture has never appeared in Gao Lin's mind. In his cognition, there should be no one who can live so close to Teacher Qi.
But in fact, not only did Qi Che not push him away coldly, but his posture and movements were very gentle.
It turns out that Mr. Qi has double standards, and most people can't even imagine...
Fortunately, along the way, Gu Ling remained quite honest and motionless, and the people in the carriage returned to the villa in silence with their own thoughts.
"Teacher Qi, let me help you..."
The car was parked in the garage. Just as Gao Lin wanted to get out of the car to help Qi Che take Gu Ling back, he saw Qi Che hugging Gu Ling, got out of the car neatly, slammed his elbow roughly, and closed the car door.
Gao Lin: "..."
Never seen him close a car door in such a rude way! !
The shock was not over yet, when he saw Qi Che carrying Gu Ling in his arms and disappearing into the elevator leading to the villa at an extremely fast pace.
just like……
very eager...
Gao Lin froze in place, slightly aware of a certain problem.
The next content is the charging link that he doesn't deserve to watch.
Just about to leave with a wink, the phone rang.
When Gao Lin saw the call, he was extremely surprised, and answered tremblingly: "Qi, Teacher Qi?"
At this time, the phone can't be accidentally pressed by mistake, right?Should I take it? ?
In his imagination, the other end of the phone should have been out of control, but he heard Qi Che's voice calmly: "Help me find out who that person is, surnamed Yang, Yang Zeyi."
Listening to his tone, Gao Lin thought that he hadn't lost control. He still sounded so calm and flat. As expected of Mr. Qi, he really couldn't be judged by ordinary people's thinking...
Gao Lin agreed: "Okay! Immediately..."
"Beep—" the phone hung up.
Gao Lin who hadn't finished speaking: "..."
The living room of the villa was pitch black, and none of the lights were turned on.
Qi Che was propped on the sofa with one knee, and Gu Ling was lying in front of him, with his calf hooked around his waist, refusing to let him go.
After hastily hanging up the phone, Qi Che threw the phone away, clasped his knuckles, and made a slight crisp sound.
Gu Ling hooked him too tightly, so he had to bend down and put his arms on Gu Ling's side, so as not to be pressed down by his hook.
"Let go first." Qi Che moved closer, stroking the hair of the person below him in the dark, "I'll go and turn on the light."
Gu Ling grabbed the arm by his side and whispered, "Don't turn on the light."
His voice was sticky, completely different from the usual bright and clear voice, with nine turns and eighteen turns in the ending, with a tingling coquettish feeling.
Qi Che subconsciously slid his Adam's apple, and lowered his voice to coax him: "Why?"
"It's too bright," Gu Ling groaned, "It hurts my eyes."
Qi Che didn't say anything more, and patted his side face lightly: "How much did you drink?"
Gu Ling was silent for a while, as if he was calculating, and then apologized softly because the calculated amount was too large: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have drunk so much."
Qi Che smiled very lightly, then touched his face comfortingly: "It's okay."
Drinking a lot was one reason, but Qi Che knew that Gu Ling had a good capacity for alcohol, the last time he drank too much was because he was tricked into drinking something wrong.
This time, he also suspected that someone was repeating the old trick.
He suddenly remembered the picture of Yang Zeyi tightly hugging Gu Ling's waist, his brows were slightly frowned, and his eyes were cold.
Gu Ling opened his eyes in the dark, feeling that he couldn't see anything, he could only hear the slight sound of breathing and the familiar scent of snow mint, subconsciously raised his hand to hook Qi Che's neck, and said softly: "Why don't you kiss me?" I?"
These words suddenly shook the restraint in Qi Che's expression.
He didn't say anything, just lowered his head and tapped Gu Ling's lips twice.
"Not enough." Gu Ling licked his lips with the tip of his tongue, "What are you doing? You're still stingy..."
After being in the dark for a long time, he got used to the light, and the picture in his field of vision became clearer. Qi Che's eyes fell on Gu Ling's lower lip, where there was a small wound that had just recovered.
"The injury hasn't healed yet." Qi Che's cool fingertips touched his lips, and he felt a slight shudder in the person below him, "I'm afraid you will hurt."
Gu Ling didn't say anything, just opened his mouth, and gently took Qi Che's fingertips into his mouth.
The man who kept his distance and pressed on it suddenly breathed heavily, the shadow fell, the fingers between his lips were pulled away, and the warm breath intertwined.
In the quiet and dark living room, there are only the rustling of clothes and the sound of unbearable or rough breathing. The clock is ticking like water drops, and time seems to slow down.
Gu Ling raised his head, raised his upper body slightly, a strong hand clasped the back of his head, and then kissed deeper.
At the beginning, Qi Che's movements were a little rough, but he soon calmed down, a little more cautious, and slowly went deep as if tossing and probing.
Gu Ling felt a little suffocated, so he gently pushed his chest, and he immediately pulled away.
"What's wrong?" Qi Che kissed the tip of his nose and asked in a low voice, "Are you uncomfortable?"
Gu Ling shook his head slightly, his eyes glistened mistyly: "Did you practice behind my back?"
Qi Che raised his eyebrows, a little confused, so he asked, "What?"
Gu Ling muttered: "Kissing skills have improved...who did you practice with?"
Qi Che: "..."
Although the man's tone sounded as if he was much more sober, Qi Che was still convinced that he was really drunk and his words were all muddled.
"No." Qi Che replied helplessly, "This is the second time."
Gu Ling blinked his confused eyes: "That's right, you have no one to practice... Could it be that you are with Ling Ling?"
Qi Che: "..."
Ling Lingqi, who was sleeping in the backyard, moved her ears and opened her wise eyes.
Seeing that Gu Ling was really drunk, Qi Che half-coaxed and half-hugged him to wash him up, but he got himself wet just by letting him rinse his mouth and face.
After putting him on the bed and laying down, he went to the bathroom to change his clothes and wash up briefly. Because he was worried that the drunk kitten would cause some trouble, his movements were rare and fast and rough.
After barely washing up, he quickly returned to the bedroom.
However, in just 5 minutes, the person who was still lying on the bed before leaving disappeared, and he ran barefoot without shoes.
Qi Che pressed the aching brows, turned around and looked around, and finally found him in the study room that Gu Ling hadn't used much.
There was a lot of paper spread on the desk, it was messy, and there was a disassembled framed picture on the floor, the picture frame and drawing paper were put away safely, and even the dismantled screws were neatly piled up in a pile and put aside.
Gu Ling sat on his knees in front of the watercolor painting, his head bowed in a trance.
Qi Che's steps became lighter.
His eyes fell on the drawing paper, and he saw the boy on it, with a bright red mole under his eyes, smiling cutely and brightly.
It is the child in the eyes of the mother.
Qi Che approached a little closer, as if he was afraid of disturbing something with his footsteps, and finally knelt down on one knee behind Gu Ling, and raised his hand to gently support his shoulder.
Gu Ling's eyes lost focus, and his thoughts were dull and slow.
"Do you sympathize with me?"
Gu Ling spoke suddenly, his voice hoarse and low.
Qi Che frowned slightly, and lightly exerted force on his hands to make Gu Ling curl back into his arms: "No."
"Why?" Gu Ling paused for a while and asked back.
A lot of people would sympathize with him, just knowing what he went through.
So he didn't want to say it.
When you are sad, don't tell others why you are sad, they will think you are hypocritical.
Tell someone what you're upset about, they feel sorry for you.
Then he showed the kind of sympathetic eyes that Gu Ling didn't want to see the most. Even if they were all good intentions, he didn't want to see them, and he didn't want to be reminded how pitiful he was.
Qi Che lowered his head, leaned against Gu Ling's soft black hair, and said softly:
"Sometimes sympathy is a word that smacks of condescension."
"And I like you."
The two sentences seemed to have no logical relationship, and he did not explain further.
The cold and gentle voice fell, touched the ground, and then disappeared. The silence spread for a long time. Gu Ling's shoulders suddenly trembled, and his breathing was irregular and light.
Qi Che quietly hugged him from behind for a while, and after a while, he gently touched his face and wiped off the wet face, "Go to sleep." Gu Ling tilted his head and rubbed his palm, " I am so sleepy……"
His voice gradually became blurred, as if he was drunk again.
Gu Ling stood up unsteadily and wanted to walk back by himself. Qi Che glanced at his bare feet, hugged his waist without resistance, and hugged him horizontally again.
It's still too thin, so it doesn't take much effort, even if the person in my arms is not very cooperative, it doesn't matter.
After sending him back to the bedroom, Qi Che leaned on the edge of the bed with one knee, put the person down, and then pulled out his arm.
After turning off the light and lying down on the other side of the bed, Qi Che turned his head and looked at the sleeping face of the man in the dim night.
The usually flamboyant eyebrows and eyes now look obedient and fragile.
As if sensing his gaze, Gu Ling suddenly opened his eyes, moved towards him in a daze, one leg came up to rest on his body, and the whole body leaned against him, burying his face in his collar.
Qi Che's body froze slightly, and then Gu Ling held his cheeks in both hands, and was forced to turn his face to kiss.
After the long and deep kiss ended, Gu Ling rubbed against his ear, and suddenly whispered, "You're hard."
Qi Che's breathing suddenly became chaotic, his voice was low and hoarse, and his whole body exuded a forbearing sense of aggression:
"Ah."
Gu Ling rubbed against his ear again, and hummed, his tone half regretful and half firm:
"It's past ten o'clock, and it's time to go to bed."
"So don't be hard, go down quickly."
Qi Che: "..."
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