Lu Weifu upstairs

Chapter 61

When Liu Yusheng woke up, he looked at the face of the man who was close at hand, and was in a daze for a while.They fell asleep...still together...that's it, everything?He couldn't help wondering with a swollen head, was everything from last night to this time a daydream?

No, no——Liu Yusheng quietly put his finger behind his back, and just touched it lightly, and the pain made him grin his teeth.It must be swollen.Also, there are dried marks on the buttocks, and the hard fingers fell off as soon as they were rubbed. It was last night... Zhao Xin shot it.

It's true, it's all true.

Zhao Xin hadn't woken up yet, and Liu Yusheng didn't know what time it was.The sky is bright outside the window, and there are chirping birds.Liu Yusheng looked at Zhao Xintian's peaceful sleeping face and was startled, but still felt like a dream.

This is Donaldson, lying beside him like this.

Such a heroic face, although the eyes are closed, but the eyebrows flying obliquely to the temples have already made Liu Yusheng want to move, and his long and straight nose bridge, ruddy thin lips - Liu Yusheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, thinking He was worthless, thinking secretly, can he kiss Zhao Xin now?

What should I do if I wake him up with a kiss?Will he get angry when he wakes up?Thinking about it this way, it was really possible, Zhao Xin's handsome and sharp face seemed to go very well with his gloomy wake-up mood.

But we are all together——Liu Yusheng made excuses for himself again—we have done more intimate things, what's wrong with a kiss?

Liu Yusheng secretly encouraged himself, stretched his neck vigorously, and carefully approached Zhao Xin.

However, when he was only a few centimeters away from Zhao Xin's lips, Zhao Xin suddenly opened his eyes.It wasn't the kind of blind eye opening when waking up, but a "swipe", a pair of black and white eyes looked straight at Liu Yusheng.

Liu Yusheng trembled, his neck almost cramp.

Zhao Xin smiled, put his arms around Liu Yusheng's shoulders, and pulled him into his arms.

"Hmm...you, are you awake?" Liu Yusheng's cheeks were flushed.

"I just woke up a few minutes ago," Zhao Xin said with a smile, "Seeing that you haven't woken up yet, I wanted to sleep on for a while."

"...Why are you pretending to be asleep?" Liu Yusheng felt very guilty.

Zhao Xin still smiled, his chin resting on the top of Liu Yusheng's head, and his deep laughter seemed to echo in Liu Yusheng's ears, like the sound of a bell.Liu Yusheng blushed and felt his heart pounding at his laughter, feeling that he was really worthless.

"What did you want to do just now?" Zhao Xin asked deliberately.

It's all confirmed, a kiss is no big deal.But at this time, Liu Yusheng recalled everything from last night, and recalled it carefully—how he and Zhao Xin were in the wheelchair and then on the bed, how he kissed his calf in the dark, and then he was caught doing it and doing it again... ...Liu Yusheng was at a loss for words in an instant, his cheeks flushed to his earlobes.

"Huh? Yusheng?" Zhao Xin asked.

"Let me help you see...whether your lips are peeling."

"..."

Liu Yusheng felt that he was really clever.

Zhao Xin said leisurely: "Is there any?"

Liu Yusheng: "...No."

"Well," Zhao Xin rubbed his chin on the top of Liu Yusheng's head, "You look up, and I'll take a look for you too."

"what?"

"Let me see if your lips are chapped—this is the result of a study by the Stanford University School of Medicine. People tend to have chapped lips after... making love, because the water loss in the body is relatively large."

Liu Yusheng was surprised, he just said it casually, he didn't expect Zhao Xin to know so much.So he raised his face obediently, and pouted his lips slightly: "Is your skin peeling?"

Without warning, Zhao Xin blocked her with a kiss.

Liu Yusheng's eyes widened, realizing that he had been fooled!

Zhao Xin kissed Liu Yusheng's lips flushed, and said with a smile, "It's quite moist, very good."

On one side, Zhao Xin and Liu Yusheng were warmly wrapped in quilts, on the other side, Xu Yihan and Yang Liqiu sat side by side on the soft leather sofa.Obviously Yang Liqiu dressed up specially, she was wearing a lotus leaf green silk long-sleeved dress, the skirt was as long as her calf, and the silk texture was faintly luminous.She also wore a pair of nude flat shoes and a small bow on her round head, which made her look virtuous and elegant.

Yang Liqiu prepared presents for both Aunt Qiu and Lao Xu. The one for Aunt Qiu was a silk scarf, made of pure natural silk. According to her, a friend of hers made the silk scarf by herself—from raising silkworms to painting it. , all use natural raw materials, which are excellent for skin care, and are priceless.The one for Lao Xu is a paper fan with a picture of a stream in a bamboo grove, and an ancient man in a flowing robe is bowing and forging iron—it is Ji Kang, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove.And this painting is from an 80-year-old painter at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and it is also hard to find.

"Liqiu, you child," Aunt Qiu said affectionately, "it takes a lot of effort to buy these things? You are too polite."

Yang Liqiu shook his head, and spoke softly: "It's no problem, auntie, as long as you and uncle like it——Actually, I originally wanted to buy two paintings from the United States, but I'm afraid you and uncle might not like American things. "

"How could it be? Uncles and aunts know your heart, we like whatever you give."

Old Xu nodded, and his tone was quite appreciative: "Although foreign things are good, they can't compare with the culture left by our ancestors. Li Qiu sent this fan to paint well, and the painting has a charm."

"I heard that my uncle has been donating money to Hope Primary School these years," Yang Liqiu said with a smile, "I thought, uncle is different from ordinary businessmen, you are responsible and moral. So I chose this A painting of Ji Kang striking iron is worthy of you."

"Oh, you're so sensible, kid," Aunt Qiu smiled from ear to ear, "Auntie likes you so much."

Old Xu also had a smile on his face: "This kid Yihan is useless, you two are together, you encourage him more."

"No." Yang Liqiu blinked, as if a little embarrassed, "Yihan is fine."

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Xu Yihan and Yang Liqiu had lunch at Xu's residence before being escorted out by Aunt Qiu herself.

After getting into the car, Yang Liqiu sat in the passenger seat, still smiling: "Is this okay?"

"Okay." Xu Yihan looked ahead, with no expression on his face, "Thank you for your hard work today."

"It's not hard, let's help each other. After a while, we will hold the engagement banquet. You and your father will have the confidence to ask for shares."

"……Um."

"Your father is quite easy to talk to." Yang Liqiu said casually.

"Really," Xu Yihan smiled, his eyes were indifferent, "You make him like that, of course he's easy to talk to."

"I even donated money to Hope Primary School," Yang Liqiu said half-truthfully, "It's much better than my dad's whoring models every day."

Xu Yihan still smiled and didn't answer.

Xu Yihan sent Yang Liqiu to the coffee shop she designated, and the two said goodbye briefly, then Xu Yihan continued on and stopped under a certain viaduct.There was no one around, only the sound of traffic and horns overhead.

Xu Yihan lit a cigarette and smoked slowly.

He failed to quit smoking.

As he smoked, he thought back to his childhood—as if he had to be so hesitant to keep calm.

Donate to Hope Primary School?Xu Yihan sneered, when he was a child, that is, when he was in elementary school, once or twice a week, when he came home from school, he saw Deng Xiuli crying.Needless to ask the reason, either he was scolded by Lao Xu or beaten by Lao Xu.At that time Xu Yihan didn't understand why Deng Xiuli never fought back?The feather dusters are all discounted, and the bruises on my arms look like a dead man, it hurts so much.He also didn't understand why his father, who was polite in front of outsiders, became so tyrannical and ferocious at home.He once had the courage to ask, Dad, can you stop beating my mother?

He hesitated for a long time before asking, because he was afraid that he would also be beaten—perhaps since then, he was afraid of feather dusters, chicken feathers, and even chickens.Unexpectedly, not only did Lao Xu not hit him, he even touched his head and laughed: "Yihan, you are still young, don't you know, we men in Wuhan have a bad temper." It will be a long, long time , he finally understood that it wasn't the Wuhan people's problem, it was because Lao Xu didn't regard Deng Xiuli as a human being at all.She is just a plaything, from the countryside, just give her money.

Just such a thing, he donated to Hope Primary School, funny or not, these days the rapist graduated from 985, and the violent man donated to Hope Primary School.

Xu Yihan put out the cigarette butt, thinking nonchalantly, and what am I?Well, fifty steps laugh a hundred steps, we are each other.