the strong attack

Chapter 56

更新时间2014-2-2719:02:59字数：3001

Wenren returned home, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Liu Qingyuan sitting on the sofa wearing his thick knit sweater. The tough lines of the soldier were softened to the extreme under the dim light, exuding the smell of a good man at home.

For some unknown reason, Wenren stopped all movements and just quietly looked at the person on the sofa.

Liu Qingyuan smiled at him: "Are you hungry? There is food in the kitchen, and I made stewed vegetables."

Although Liu Qingyuan is not tall, he is an authentic northern man.Because the family was poor, the mother worked from dawn to dusk to earn money to support the family, and when she was a child, she became very self-reliant.The housework is covered, and the cooking skills are also considered passable.In fact, with Liu Qingyuan's taste, he prefers stewed meat, but for those who are afraid of getting fat, it's okay to be a rabbit once in a while.not to mention……

Seeing Wenren's shiny appearance without removing makeup, Liu Qingyuan's eyes darkened: I really want to just hold him down and eat up.

In order to cater to the current fashion, Wen Ren dyed his hair a light platinum blonde.The excessively bleached hair is extremely soft and docile, hanging thinly on the shoulders and spreading out with the skeleton.Under the skillful technique of the makeup artist, the skin that was deliberately kept white showed a crystal clear texture, and the pupils wearing dark green contact lenses turned into a blurred look under the light.

Liu Qingyuan didn't know how to describe it, he just thought it was an elf prince who fell into the mortal world.He just looked at it like this, watching Wenren who rushed to meet him without even taking off his make-up slowly approaching him...

Wenren walked towards him, leaned over to kiss him, and when they parted, he saw the makeup on Liu Qingyuan's face, and the sequins on Liu Qingyuan's hair also got on Liu Qingyuan's head.Can't help but smile: "You have powder on your face, let's go wash it off together."

Liu Qingyuan was helplessly dragged into the bathroom by Wenren, and the two of them took a good bath.It was more than an hour when we came out.

Wenren hugged Liu Qingyuan from behind and murmured in his ear: "I'm hungry..."

Let you be in heat as soon as you come back!Liu Qingyuan rolled his eyes in his heart.Resigned to his fate, he went to the kitchen to help Wen Ren get food.

The two ate half a pot of stew indiscriminately, and Wen Ren patted his still flat belly: "I can't eat any more, I'm going to get fat."

But Liu Qingyuan said: "Where is fat, it is Xiao Qingyuan."

Wenren pushed him and said with a sneer, "What nonsense are you talking about?" But he was a little uneasy: Is Qingyuan implying something?

Liu Qingyuan suddenly reached out to hold Wenren's delicate face, and his well-defined lips rubbed against Wenren's soft lips for a long time, and said in this posture: "Don't think about it. I love you!" Shocking each other's lips Slight tingling.

The two sentences before and after jumped too much, Wenren reacted for a while, and there was a warm current flowing through the bottom of his heart.

This is far away...

The next day was New Year's Eve, although there was a lot of trouble last night, Liu Qingyuan got up early because of the good habit he developed in the army.

Reluctantly looking at Wenren who was sleeping deep in the thick quilt, Liu Qingyuan quietly left.

It was already 12 noon when Wenren was woken up by his assistant.Touching the empty side, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss: It seems that he...has never gotten up with Qingyuan.

Anyway, today is New Year's Eve, so be happy.Wenren stood in front of the dressing table and combed his hair.

Wenren's hair was getting longer and longer, and the tails of his hair had already touched the lower part of his shoulder blades. With sharp eyes, he found that there were a lot of silver strands in the root of the newly grown hair.I am starting to get old, but Qingyuan is still very young... Wenren stared at the mirror in a daze, thinking of Liu Qingyuan's young and powerful body, he couldn't help feeling hot in his stomach.Suppressing the sudden desire, Wenren smoothed out his hair, tied it into a low ponytail, and cleaned his face carefully.

This face and this body are his capital to make money, so they must be taken good care of.

When Xiaolin arrived here, Wenren had already packed himself and his room.Yesterday was a bit too much, he can't be left in a mess to be ridiculed by Xiao Lin.

While making the bed, Wen Ren found a piece of letter paper.At this time, I was holding it in my hand, and just about to look at it, Xiaolin came.He had to put the letter in the drawer first, feeling very itchy: What would Qingyuan write?

In fact, when Wenren saw the perfectly folded letter paper, countless TV movies, such as "Bodyguard" and so on, flashed through his mind.But... Only Liu Qingyuan was able to enter his room yesterday. It would be ridiculous to say that this was left by a strange fan.

There are not many jobs for Wenren today, as long as he participates in a business event.You can go home and rest at night.

It was not too late, and Wenren rushed home in a hurry.Pedestrians were in a hurry on the road, the migrant workers had almost left, and the few remaining local population also rushed home to eat the New Year's Eve dinner.

In fact, since a week ago, the population of the entire city A has been decreasing sharply at a speed visible to the naked eye.By this afternoon, City A could be called a dead city.

It's just a description, not really saying that City A is facing an end-time crisis.

But Wenren's footsteps to return home still became heavy.

This year, is he alone...

It is undeniable that Wenren is also a fear of returning home.In just a few days during the New Year and holidays, you have to see the seven aunts and eight aunts you haven't seen in a year, and these relatives all have the skills of annoying people more than life, and there is no end to meeting and nagging about marriage and children.An older, unmarried man like Wenren was detained by many relatives, disguised, or forced to participate in blind dates.

Wen Ren was helpless and embarrassed.He doesn't like women at all, okay?But he can't just talk about this kind of thing when he sees people... In short, because of work, Wenren hasn't been home during the Chinese New Year for many years.He usually runs very frequently, and flies home to accompany his parents whenever he has free time. He has never treated his family badly in terms of money, and he can be regarded as a good son.

But everything is good, it is better to have a grandson.For this reason, Wenren's parents also complained a lot, and persuaded him to give up this job many times. Their family did not lack that kind of money, and he was not a joker in the old society.

Wen Ren was very unhappy about the title of actor.It used to be an old society, and people were born unequal, so there was no need to pursue historical issues.What age is it now?Artists also rely on their own skills to make money, so why should they be treated lightly?Moreover, the people who belittled him were his biological parents... Wenren felt very sad.But although Wenren has a bit of a temper, his personality is still very stable. He coaxed and coaxed in front of his family, and he would rather suffer a little grievance by himself.

In the past, he was the only one who carried it alone, but now Liu Qingyuan is sharing it with him. He feels that this year is the happiest year for him.But why is my heart still empty?

Patting the fluffy pillow that still smelled like Liu Qingyuan, Wenren turned on the bedside lamp, adjusted the most comfortable posture and began to read the letter.

The letter was not long, so I finished reading it in a short while, but Wenren felt like crying.

Liu Qingyuan's handwriting is well-written, but there is some arrogance in some strokes. Like his people, they look particularly bright and cheerful, but in fact there are elements of sharpness in their temperament.

He usually calls his sharp part murderous.

The content of the letter is also very simple, nothing more than expressing his love for Wenren.

But what kind of society is this?In this communication-advanced world, fewer and fewer people can write their emotions with a pen, and the entire emotional expression has become intuitive and bold.Just like Liu Qingyuan and Wenren Xianyu, they also fell in love after going to bed first.But Wenren was moved by this simple and unadorned love letter, and almost shed tears.

Love letters, handwritten love letters, are too cheap and flimsy in this era.People are more willing to use material things to express love, gifts are not expensive, how can you show your love for me?But material, compared with Liu Qingyuan and Wenren Xianyu's wealth, Liu Qingyuan will not pay too much attention to Wenren Xianyu's gift, the key is the heart of the gift giver.

This love letter from Liu Qingyuan made Wenren Xianyu regain his youthful feelings. He wanted to call Liu Qingyuan right now, he wanted to hear his voice and let him say love himself.

But I picked up the phone and put it down again. There must be a party in the army. Can I contact someone at this time?Wenren suddenly felt depressed.

Wenren, who couldn't sleep at all, opened his eyes to see the sky slowly getting brighter, when suddenly, the doorbell rang.

At this time, who will it be?

Walking to the door, Wenren suddenly became short of breath: Could it be that Qingyuan is here?He looked out of the peephole.

The person standing outside the door was indeed Liu Qingyuan. His left hand was propped on the door frame, and his right hand was holding a cotton jacket. The collar of the military uniform was ripped open, his chest heaved violently, he frowned slightly, and panted with his mouth wide open.The white air continuously spewed out from his mouth and dissipated, enveloping the contours of his face.

Wenren hurriedly opened the door: "You..." Why are you here...

The following words were swallowed by Liu Qingyuan.

Before the door was fully opened, Liu Qingyuan flashed in, threw his coat, closed the door and hugged Wen Ren in one go.The aggressive kiss took away all the air in Wenren's chest, almost suffocating.

Soon Liu Qingyuan asked him to change his breath, and then continued to kiss him fiercely.

Qingyuan came here by running... Wenren's heart is soft, the distance is not close...

"Have you read the letter..." Liu Qingyuan had already pressed Wenren on the bed and untied his nightgown.

"Hmm... I saw it..." Wenren's voice was soft enough to drip water.

"Then, now, I'm here!" Liu Qingyuan stood up and murmured unbearably: "Qingyuan..."

"I thought about it, it's better to come and talk to you in person." Liu Qingyuan's forehead was lined with sweat, "Happy New Year!"

This really is the best new year ever.Wenren thought so before losing his mind.

"Hey, I heard about the dynamics of people's circle of friends... Wow!" Li Tingyan jumped up from the bed, "Look, Lao Bai! It's so exciting!"

Bai Chuan took a look: "Yeah. Xiao Liu is not bad."

"Hey, did he really wear tape when he posted it like this?" Li Tingyan looked up and down, "Oh, there are only a few people. It's so pitiful to hear people, and no one has seen the show of affection. Ah, ginseng is like blood."

Bai Chuan looked at the convulsed Li Tingyan speechlessly.