The young master of the Ling family is looking at me

Chapter 11

Xiao Mohe was put on the bed as his back touched the smoky gray soft mattress.Looking around at will, the bedroom is decorated in a minimalist style, with a large double bed, solid wood tables, chairs and wardrobes placed against the wall, and the space is sparse.

Xiao Mohe regretted it, why did he call this man by accident.Maybe wait another 10 minutes for a taxi.

He tried to get up, and the back of his hand was held down by Ling Chongqing's palm. There was a slight smile in the man's clear eyes, and he stared at him with sparkle.

Ling Chongqing's palms were bigger than his, and his white and slender fingers had distinct knuckles, and his nails were always neatly trimmed.Xiao Mohe tried to pull back his hand, but was held tightly by the man.

A shadow was cast in front of his eyes, and the man's burly and sturdy body turned over.He noticed his protruding Adam's apple sliding slightly.

"You—" Before Xiao Mohe could open his mouth, his lips were blocked by dense kisses.Breathing tight, Ling Chongqing was deeply involved in the kiss.

Xiao Mohe squinted his long eyes, and saw Ling Chongqing's eyes closed in the dim light.On the lips, the hot and soft tongue tried to rush into his mouth to attack the ground.

The nose lingers with a faint smell of tobacco and the unique scent of men, Xiao Mo and Mo's eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

In the previous contact with Ling Chongqing, Xiao Mohe had never seen him smoke.Every time Ling Chongqing kissed him, he never smelled tobacco from him.

He thought Ling Chongqing didn't smoke.

Xiao Mohe doesn't smoke.His father died of lung cancer when he was in fourth grade.The choking smell of smoke filling the room, the drunken cursing, and the slamming sound of wine bottles being thrown on the concrete floor are distant and broken memories.

He was drawn by the man with a thin willow stick, one by one, like a knife cutting the skin.The arm as thin as a bamboo pole was covered with bloodstains, tears were shed from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and did not make a sound.

His mother was not at home, Xiao Mohe wanted to escape, but was caught by that man and beat him to death.

He didn't understand why he was beaten, just because the man asked him to add another bowl of rice during dinner, did he not obey?

He didn't escape from the clutches until the man was tired.

The twilight is coming together, and the summer night in the small town is hot and dry.

He ran frantically along the path, just wanting to stay away from that so-called home, a little further away.

There is a small hill like a mound behind the house, and he loved to run and play when he was a child.

When you are not happy, lie on the hillside and blow the wind, fiddle with wild flowers and weeds, and you will feel happier.

Holding his legs, he sat on the hillside and cried for a long time, the night enveloped him.

After that, the memory is even more suffocated.That person found a lung shadow and needed to go to a major hospital for examination.Mother cried and begged that person to go, and he had a broken attitude, and became more and more arrogant at home.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Mo was frightened by the continuous heart-piercing coughing.He saw that person gradually withering, like fallen leaves in autumn.

When the man who could barely be called his father was skinny and dying in the hospital, Xiao Mo and Mei didn't shed a single tear.He just saw his mother crying heartbrokenly at the subsequent funeral. He felt sorry for his mother and couldn't help crying.

He didn't understand why his mother loved that man.That person had never had a serious job, and he did odd jobs with the town contractor for a few days every month. When he earned money, he would get drunk and return late at night.

Countless late nights, Xiao Mohe heard the sound of knocking on the door like a drum, and was terrified, stuffing his head into the quilt and covering his ears tightly.

Afterwards, there were fierce quarrels and strange cries, like a giant beast in the middle of the night, devouring him.

"What are you thinking?" Ling Chongqing raised his body, his burning eyes fell on his face.

"Are you smoking?" Xiao Mohe suddenly asked.He regretted it when he said it, and asked him what he was doing and what it had to do with him.

"What?" The man pinched his chin with his fingertips.

"Qiqi is alone in the living room, I want to go and see him." He changed the subject, and he was really worried about his brother.

Xiao Mohe asked Ling Chongqing to help him to the living room, Ling Chongqing directly picked him up by the waist and walked to the living room.

Ling Chongqing hugged him easily every time, and often made him too thin.If you are so picky, why do you hug him every time.

Xiao Mo and Hope to sleep with Qiqi tonight to take care of him, but Ling Chongqing forbids it.Xiao Mo couldn't help it, and after being curious about the arrangement, he had to be carried back to the master bedroom.

Are you going to sleep with him again?Xiao Mohe was not used to it.

What was even more embarrassing was that Ling Chongqing said that he would take a bath for him.The two-meter-long bathtub was filled with warm water, Ling Chongqing dripped a few drops of Magnolia essential oil, and the scent was wrapped in the graceful water vapor, refreshing the nose.

Xiao Mohe blushed like drunk, and begged again, "Ling Chongqing, get out."

"You have trouble with your legs."

"I'm almost done."

The jacket had already been taken off, Ling Chongqing's fingertips touched the button of his blue shirt, Xiao Mohe backed away.The back was supported by the man and he was not allowed to move.

The shirt was stripped to nothing, followed by the trousers, Xiao Mo and his face were almost bleeding.Knowing that he couldn't escape from this person, he stepped into the bathtub in shorts.

To Xiao Mohe's surprise, Ling Chongqing took off all his clothes without any embarrassment, and stepped into the bathtub naked, and the water rose up to the edge of the bathtub.

Xiao Mohe wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

"Are you shy?" Ling Chongqing's hand stroked his thin cheeks, the coldness in his eyes dissipated, and the corners of his beautiful lips curled up, "Your face is so hot."

Xiao Mo and his eyes didn't know where to put them. Facing him was the man's handsome pictorial face, his slender neck, protruding Adam's apple, and his broad shoulders.Xiao Mohe closed his eyes, "Hurry up and wash, I'm sleepy, I want to go to bed early."

His chin was pinched suddenly, and he kissed him again, an aggressive and domineering kiss, biting and biting his lips, sweeping across his mouth.Ling Chongqing clamped his waist with one hand and supported his neck with the other. He was imprisoned in his arms. Xiao Mohe was startled when he felt the reaction of the man's body.

"Ling Chongqing, let go, let go of me." Xiao Mohe gasped, afraid of the man's further actions.

"I want you." Ling Chongqing pressed her lips against his scorching ear, not hiding her desire at all.

Xiao Mo and his head exploded, suddenly pushed him away, stood up from the bathtub with a splash, and stepped out of the bathtub.He tore off a towel and walked out of the bathroom barefoot.

The heart beats like a drum and hits the chest, almost jumping out, nervous or afraid?He unexpectedly discovered that he no longer had physical rejection and disgust for Ling Chongqing's kiss.

When Ling Chongqing walked out of the bathroom, Xiao Mohe had already spread out two air-conditioned quilts on the bed.His meaning is very clear, if they sleep in the same bed, each of them will have their own quilt.

Finally lying on the bed, Xiao Mo and his tense body temporarily relaxed.

"Mo, are you afraid that I'll eat you?" Ling Chongqing smiled, and forcefully pulled his quilt back to get in.

Xiao Mohe had a mournful expression on his face, what is going on with this man?He really doesn't like men.Why did you make that phone call to beg him, and why was your mind so confused?

"Okay, relax and sleep." Ling Chongqing turned off the light without further movement.

This allowed Xiao Mo and How to sleep, next to a naked big man.He could clearly feel the temperature of his skin, his breathing.

Feeling a slightly callused hand caressing his cheek, Xiao Mohe suddenly opened his eyes.

Warm hands slid across the eyes, outlined the shape of the nose, stroked the slightly protruding cheekbones, and finally, the fingertips fell on the soft lips.

Xiao Mohe wanted to move his hand away, but hesitated.

"You've lost weight." Ling Chongqing's hoarse voice came from the darkness, "Life is hard these days."

After asking such a question, Xiao Mohe lost all sleepiness.Ling Chongqing had the nerve to ask, he was like this because of him!

"It has nothing to do with you." Xiao Mo replied coldly.Ling Chongqing was not angry, and said that he would take him to the hospital for reexamination of his leg injury tomorrow.

Xiao Mohe asked Xiao Qi when to change the medicine, Ling Chongqing said every three days.

When he woke up the next day, the bed next to his pillow was cold when he turned over, Xiao Mohe looked around, the bedroom was quiet and there was no one there.

Touch the phone from the pillow, eight o'clock.I woke up more than an hour later than usual, with muscle aches all over my body, because I was too nervous to sleep.

He was wearing only black boxer briefs, which belonged to Ling Chongqing, and he took them casually from his closet when he came out of the bathroom.Although he was extremely reluctant, Ling Chongqing drove them to the apartment, but he didn't bring a change of clothes.

His right leg still couldn't touch the ground normally, so he jumped to the gray wardrobe with the entire wall width, pushed open the wardrobe door, and opened his mouth slightly in shock.The whole row of men's clothing with excellent quality is in sight, just like the scene of a boutique fashion store.

Suits, shirts, and casual shirts are hung neatly in categories.

Ling Chongqing's suits were mainly black, and his eyes swept over them at random, and there were more than ten suits in black alone.The shirts are all white, which is easy for those who have difficulty choosing.The slack shirt is dark gray and blue, and he rarely sees him wearing it.

The warm air in the room is flowing, and it is not cool to be bare-chested.But it is naturally inconvenient to go out like this, so I took a black pullover from the casual shirt and a pair of black casual pants.

The jacket was too big, so he rolled up the cuffs of the pullover twice.

The trousers were an inch wider at the waist. Ling Chongqing had a standard figure, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, but Xiao Mo and his waist were slimmer. He found a belt and tied it tightly, and jumped out of the room with one foot.

Kiki was soundly asleep.The bed in the guest room is wider than a normal double bed, so it doesn't hurt for Kiki to sleep in a horizontal position.

Xiao Mo and pitch-black eyes bent, pamperingly rubbed his brother's head, and tucked the quilt that had fallen to his shoulders for Xiao Qi.

Qi woke up to have breakfast in a while, Xiao Mo jumped to the kitchen with his hands on the wall.

The soft morning light in early autumn penetrates through the glass windows and hits the marble mirrored cabinets.

Xiao Mohe had never seen such a spacious kitchen.The cooking area is on the left, the light gray stone table in the center is the dish preparation area, and the tableware area is on the right.

There is a white smart double-opening refrigerator against the wall. Xiao Mohe opened the refrigerator door, meat products, fruits and vegetables, and milk are all available, and the labels on the bottles and jars are all English letters.

There are people cooking here, will Ling Chongqing cook it himself?Xiao Mo and curious.After thinking about it, it is impossible.

I was thinking about what to make breakfast for Qiqi, and then I thought, it's not good to touch other people's kitchen so hastily.Xiao Mohe returned to the bedroom and called Ling Chongqing.

Ling Chongqing replied that it was casual.

Since there is no objection, it is tacit consent.Qiqi was still awake, Xiao Mohe went to the bathroom, found no toothbrush and towel, and called him again.

A handsome face was reflected in the mirror of the sink.Xiao Mo and his facial features are sparse and bright, unlike Ling Chongqing's thick face.The combination of pitch-black clear eyes, straight nose, and light lips looks particularly comfortable and clean.

I used to run takeaways under the wind and sun, and got tanned.After recuperating in the hospital for nearly two months, he slowly came back for nothing, looking younger than his actual age.

There is a washing cup on the storage stand, and a black electric toothbrush is inserted obliquely in the cup, as well as four or five male skin care products of the same brand, and two bottles of perfume, one transparent and the other light blue.

Xiao Mohe didn't even buy facial cleanser, at most he just rubbed his face with soap.

He found a new toothbrush from the cabinet, which was also electric. He hadn't used it before, and thought about how to use it for a while.There was a new one left, and he planned to give it to Xiao Qi.

Walking out of the bathroom, seeing that the quilt on the bed was not folded, she jumped to the edge of the bed with one foot, folded the quilt, flattened the sheet, and straightened the two pillows.

I always feel that I don't belong here, and the luxury seems to be dreaming.