Canaries raised by themselves

Chapter 12 Dream

When Qin Yuefang came back, it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, reeking of alcohol and a little drunk.

But this drunkenness could not overcome the anger in his heart. He, Qin Yuefang, had never come out to work hard, and he had never encountered such a difficult nut to crack.

There are always some people who think that Qin Yuefang is a good person.

A trace of coldness flashed across the long and narrow eyes, and he tugged on his tie a little gloomily, took off his coat and threw it on the sofa.

Qin Yuefang walked upstairs, stepped into the room on the second floor, and walked to the bathroom while taking off his clothes.

After washing up, his eyes fixed on Fang Yeyin who was already sleeping soundly on the bed.

The little man curled up and nestled on the side, his tender face sank into the plump pillow, his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he didn't sleep very comfortably, and the sparse soft light from the window shone on his cheeks, making him look more fair and delicate.

Qin Yue's footsteps became softer subconsciously.

He was very satisfied with Fang Yeyin's little love.His appearance and character are all his favorite taste, especially the sweetness of the body, which makes people can't stop aftertaste.He always gets tired of people quickly, but Fang Yeyin seems to be an exception.

If you are obedient enough, it is not bad to stay longer.

It's just that the backstabs that occasionally show their sharp edges make people feel uncomfortable.

Still, he was smart enough to know not to annoy him.

Qin Yuefang looked down at the bed, and rubbed the other's lips with his fingertips.The soft and creamy touch made him squint his eyes in satisfaction, and a little fire was ignited in his eyes.

He licked the edge of his lips and kissed the other party's neck without hesitation.

.......

The body is heavy and tired.

Buzzing and noisy sounds came from his ears, which made Fang Yeyin feel headaches.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were pale.

"Yuefang! Are you awake?" There was a pleasantly surprised voice in my ears. This voice was familiar yet strange, as if it had been a lifetime ago.

Fang Yeyin looked over in a daze.

A delicate and glamorous face appeared in front of her eyes.

Fang Yeyin narrowed his eyes, but did not speak.

The woman didn't notice that something was wrong with him, she looked worried and scared, and said sweetly: "You are really worried about him, why did something happen all of a sudden, it's okay, otherwise what will he do."

The woman's voice is a little hoarse, but the sweet tone makes up for this shortcoming.

Zhang Qimeng, the little lark who was raised by him.

Fang Yeyin's pupils flashed a dark color, he's back?

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, I wonder if it was a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou, or Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly?

But why did he dream of himself, and it was such an absurd dream.

"Yue Fang, why don't you speak?"

The woman looked at him suspiciously.

Fang Yeyin shook his head subconsciously, and reached out to rub his tired forehead.

He went back to the days when he was in a car accident when he was young.

Wait, why did he say when he was young?

Fang Yeyin tilted his head strangely, feeling as if his brain had forgotten something.

"Boss, this is the latest contract, please look over it."

Before he had time to think about it, the contract handed over by his subordinates took all his attention.Life after waking up from the car accident was no different. The busy work required all his energy, but the seasoning in his spare time also relaxed his mind.

Back home, Zhang Qimeng had been waiting for a long time.

Fang Yeyin took off his coat, threw it on the table, walked towards the sofa, and sat down slowly.

The sofa was pressed into a sunken arc by his upturned buttocks, his slender legs were carelessly erected, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes scanned the woman's beautiful figure.

The ambiguity of the night makes people have a little more desire.

He said, "Take off your clothes."

Fang Yeyin was suddenly taken aback, feeling that this scene was too familiar.

When he came back to his senses, the person in front of him didn't move at all, and frowned dissatisfiedly.

Zhang Qimeng bit her lips in embarrassment, and looked at him with watery eyes, so pitiful.

"Yue Fang, can you stay here..." Her voice was choked with sobs, her voice was obviously hoarse, it was no longer delicate, and it sounded depressing.

Fang Yeyin suddenly felt a little bored, and moved his fingers slightly.

He said lightly: "If you don't want to, forget it."

Before the woman could speak, she said again, "Move out tomorrow."

He seems to be tired of Little Lark, change someone else.

Thinking so, Fang Yeyin turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

"Yue Fang, you still haven't changed."

Behind Zhang Mengqi suddenly spoke, sweet and familiar voice, like honey poison.

The renovated living room that was familiar just now has turned into a gray space.

Fang Yeyin turned around in surprise, Zhang Qimeng was still standing there, but she couldn't see her expression clearly with her head down.

In the gray space, only the two of them are still colored.

"What... what's going on!" Fang Yeyin asked.

The words blurted out, but it was not a familiar voice.

Fang Yeyin opened his mouth, opened his eyes wide, and made another sound tentatively.

"Ah...uh..."

Delicate and light, indisputable male and female.

Fear flashed across his eyes, this was not his voice, it was Fang Yeyin's voice!

Zhang Qimeng raised her head with a smile, her smile was charming but a little desolate, she looked at Fang Yeyin ironically.

"Ha ha."

Fang Yeyin's throat was stuck, and he looked at Zhang Qimeng fixedly.

"It's you!"

Zhang Qimeng nodded and said, "It's me."

The surprise on Fang Yeyin's face turned into anger, "What did you do? What are you going to do?"

"You..."

Zhang Qimeng hesitated to speak, and gave Fang Yeyin a faint smile, and his figure slowly faded into the gray space.

Then, Fang Yeyin woke up with a start.

He opened his eyes wide, and there was a fog in his eyes, and he couldn't help moaning.

"Well......."

The heavy oppression on the body, as well as the entanglement and caress of the body, made it easy to guess what happened.

Fang Yeyin's body stiffened, followed by bouts of nausea and a sore tongue.

Perhaps it was because of the other party's "surprise attack" that he didn't have time to prepare mentally, and today's nausea was extraordinarily fierce.

Sensing his tightness, Qin Yuefang chuckled, and his rough palm brushed across his inner thigh to help him relax.

"You fell asleep so soundly that I almost went in before waking up?"

The warm exhalation surrounds the ears, with a low voice of lust and a hint of temptation.

His voice is very magnetic, making people fascinated as if bewitched.

But it was his own voice.

Fang Yeyin touched his eyes weakly with the palm of his hand, and closed them tightly, not looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face of the person above him, trying his best to suppress the malice in his chest, but his body became more sensitive because of the darkness, flooding uncontrollably Make waves.

Because of his sudden movement, Qin Yuefang frowned in dissatisfaction.

Pulling his hands over the top of his head, he lowered his head and asked, "Why don't you look at me?"

Fang Yeyin pursed her lips and remained silent.

His eyelashes are thick and curly, and his slightly trembling look is tender and tender.

Qin Yuefang's heart softened, his hands became lighter, and he lowered his head and kissed his eyes lightly.

The body also pushed forward slowly.

Swelling, foreign body sensation.

Fang Yeyin snorted and pushed him away.

"Ouch...um..."

He vomited prone on the edge of the bed, and the acrid sour gas spread in the room.

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Spoiler alert, Fang Yeyin vomited because of "Fang Yeyin", not because of "Qinyue Fang"

I don’t know if everyone understands this explanation~

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