Chapter 77 Volume Nine

Wen Qi came back in the evening and saw the boy lying on the bed with a black cat lying beside him. This scene warmed his heart.

Seeing Wen Qi coming with his eyes slightly closed in the quilt, he pushed the glasses on his nose and caught a little red bloodshot in the other person's eyes. His brows frowned slightly.

Taking off his coat, Wen Qi leaned over, grabbed the back of the silent head with one hand, kissed his lips, gently crushed and licked for a while, and then he leaned in and sucked his tongue a few times before sighing with satisfaction.

He licked his lips, and his mouth smelled faintly. He looked at Wen Qi silently, "Did you drink?" He never saw this man have a preference for drinking.

Wen Qi pulled off his suit and tie, stroked his hair, and looked a little tired. He pressed his whole body like a large injured dog, rubbing his slightly cool cheeks against his silent neck.

"I have an old classmate in an accident." His voice became low, and Wen Qi was a little mute. "He will hold a wedding tomorrow. Xiaobei, I just sent him my blessing today. I am alone, but I will disappear in a few hours..."

The room fell into a moment of silence. After a long time, I pursed my lips and touched Wen Qi's hair. "Accidents can never be avoided, this is not something we can stop."

Wen Qi kissed the silent shoulder, and his alcoholic breath became more rapid because of the gushing emotions.

"Xiaobei, let's live together and never separate from anything in the future." He looked at his lover, his eyes focused and gentle, and said softly, "I don't want to regret it."

Chen's face changed. After waiting for a while, there was no sound of a machine in his mind. He didn't know whether to be grateful or disappointed. He put his hand on Wen Qi and patted his back.

"good."

Just a simple word, Wen Qi's nervous heart fell down. At that moment, his eyes were hot and he was happy.

The black cat next to him meowed twice, shook his tail a few times, jumped out of the bed and ran out of the room, seemingly unwilling to bother the two lovers who hugged and kissed each other.

Chen Si accompanied Wen Qi to attend the praise ceremony of his old classmate. The cemetery was very cold that day, the wind and rain were cold.

The two of them didn't say anything on the way back. Death is terrible and part of nature's existence. No one can stay out of it.

Days passed day by day, and silent took Wen Qi away from that sad mood in his own way.

Let him know that since he is still alive, he should live well.

When he woke up that morning, he found something extra on his ring finger. He was so immersed in his eyes that he suddenly thought of something, which should be the third ring he received.

The first time was Chu Xiao, the second time was Selt, and this was the third time.

If there is a wedding, there is Xiao Yisheng.

The overly complicated emotions did not last long and were forcibly stopped. He was not a sad person who was sad and often felt the past.

But his memory is really good, and he clearly remembers the little things that happened in every world he has experienced, as if it was yesterday.

Too real and too scary.

That feeling is like he is divided into several, according to different identities and different lives.

He rubbed his temples hard, silent sighed in his heart. He had no possibility of choice, and was in a passive position and could do nothing.

The breath in my ears brushed by, and with the warm breath, silence retracted into the quilt.

"When did you go online to read my novel?"

Wen Qi lifted the hair on his silent forehead and said with a smile, "Forgot."

"How did I write?"

"Very wonderful." Wen Qi's smile on his lips was clear and charming, "I am your true fan."

Silently pursed his lips, as if he was holding back his smile, "Say something."

"What?" Teacher Wen began to pretend to be stupid. He could type the three words "Muma" online, but his skills were obviously not enough and he was not ready if he said in person.

Seeing that the man was escaping, he raised his eyebrows silently, "It's the sentence you ran over to leave a message on time every day."

Wen Qi's forehead twitched, the smile on his face remained halfway, and the tenderness in his eyes was also full of tenderness. He kissed Shen Mo's forehead heavily and said softly in a sincere and gentle voice.

"I love you."

Then he held his silent face and kissed his lips.

The two kissed in the quilt for a while, and silently raised their right hand, "While I was asleep and put on the ring, this can't be considered a successful proposal, right?"

Wen Qi smiled, his hand tightened on Shen Mo's waist, and kissed his lips again, not letting go this time.

The untied pajamas were removed from the bottom of his shoulders, Wen Qi licked his silent shoulder, collarbone, and tongue down, stopped on his chest, wrapped around the little beans that slowly became hard between his lips and teeth, holding his teeth, reluctant to leave, and lingered and sucked.

Silence did not suppress himself. He relaxed and was bitten by the sucking of his chest and slowly raised his desire. He lifted his legs and placed them on Wen Qi's shoulders, with his heels next to him.

The tip of the tongue slid around the little bean, and the licking sounded. Wen Qi raised his eyes and looked at him with silent eyes, licking and plucking back and forth with his tongue.

This scene was extremely erotic, silent and half-closed, and his naked chest was filled with lust. He found that men were not only studious, but also had strong learning ability.

It was just that the two sat together and watched a gay movie a few days ago, and the other party learned the essence.

It's worth commending.

So, Silent tightened his legs, rubbed his ears on both sides of Wen Qi, with obvious teasing and invitation.

The little bean in his mouth was released and shook slightly. Wen Qi clamped his fingers and pulled it up a few times. He sucked his lips again, as if he couldn't eat enough.

Silence was so hot that his patient foreplay was tossed. Every time he was like this, the man never ignored his feelings, but would slowly lead him into a field covered by flames, and then he would take into account his desire to be on the edge.

When the two of them have no more space to unite, the sense of fit is undoubtedly pleasant.

Sweat fell, breathing heavily, moaned, scorching fingers stroked their lover, rubbing the sensitive points little by little, and catering to each other.

Wen Qi's gaze stopped in the secret place where Shen Mo opened and closed, watching part of himself in and out quickly and slowly. The wet tone and the moan that made his blood gush continued to ring in his ears. Except for being more gentle and more deeply possessive, Wen Qi had no other thoughts.

"Xiaobei, are you comfortable?" Wen Qi pushed forward, kissing his silent lips, hoarse voice, and a gentle smile, "Hug me tight."

Silent gasped softly, his ears swayed slightly, his hair that had been wet with sweat. His legs wrapped around Wen Qi's waist could not help but trembled under the pleasure of gradually spreading and enlarging.

The two of them had an exercise in bed, and were sweating all over into the bathroom to take a shower. Wen Qi went to the kitchen to get breakfast, silently watered the flowers and plants on the balcony, and cleaned up the living room.

It was already hot, but he had to wear socks at home. Because his hands and feet were cold, Wen Qi did not let him touch cold water, and he didn't have to worry about three meals a day. He didn't have to worry about those who should avoid food. He probably didn't have to worry about the pregnant woman as he was not so taken care of.

The black cat who got up very early walked around the house. It was very well-behaved and loves to be clean. The cottage was neat and never tossed around at home and made garbage.

When Chen Mo went to buy a cat with Wen Qi, he originally wanted to buy a Siamese cat, but when he saw the black cat docile in the cage, he fell in love with it.

Fate is too mysterious. Since raising a black cat, Chen Si felt that the black cat was getting along with him, and even the details of life were a bit similar.

They are all the kind of people who can stay in a nest for a long time without moving. They are also two rice insects at home. They can enjoy themselves by filling their stomachs.

One person and the cat walked to the kitchen, and the god looked up at the same time, and his eyes stopped on the fragrant millet porridge in the pot, looking like he was waiting for food.

Wen Qi turned around and saw this scene. He laughed out loud, reached out and straightened his glasses on the bridge of his silent nose, served a bowl of porridge, and blew it cooled down, "Try it."

He leaned over and took a bite, and nodded silently. Wen Qi scooped a spoon and handed it over. He was skillful in his movements and enjoyed the dependence of the boy in front of him.

The black cat scratched its silent trouser legs with its claws, rubbing its slightly round body upwards, but it slipped down just after rubbing it a little. After trying it back and forth a few times, it fell to the ground and was probably tired.

When he was at work in the evening, Chen Mo went to the stage with Wen Qi. He saw Wen Qi's boss Zeng Daxian, who was a handsome and handsome man, but after contacting him, he found that he was a little stupid and a little simple.

"What do you want to drink?" Zeng Daxian stared at Silent for several times, with curiosity, "I have Biluochun and coffee here."

Wen Qi shook his head, "Brother Zeng, he has a bad stomach, I brought him soup."

Hearing this, Zeng Daxian, who was about to get the coffee, twitched his mouth. He turned his head and pointed at the photo frame on the table, "I haven't even made the soup for me."

Silently turned his head, and he couldn't look directly at a man in his forties with an aggrieved expression. The most speechless thing was that the other party was pretending to cry.

The next moment he finally realized that this old man was really incompetent.

In front of Chen Si and Wen Qi, Zeng Daxian called his lover Huang Yi, added fuel to the fire, and said pitifully.

Zeng Daxian, who achieved his goal, laughed proudly, but it was not the sad expression he had before.

It seems that for many years of colleagues, Wen Qiqing coughed and thought it would be better to remind him, "Brother Zeng, your phone... seems to be still on the phone..."

The smile on Zeng Daxian's face disappeared in an instant. He grabbed his hair vigorously and picked up his cell phone with a look of death.

"Dear, the laughter just now was not me, I don't know which idiot it was." Zeng Daxian was serious when he looked down on others, "I swear!"

"Well, I believe." There was a smile on the phone, and my teeth were grinding after listening carefully. "Tell me that idiot to come back to work on the floor in the living room to go back tonight."

Then there was a beep sound, and Zeng Daxian wailed, with the expression on his face similar to the end of the world.

"Brother Zeng, I'm sorry."

Wen Qi made a rare joke, said something jokingly, and then left with silence. He knew that the two men who had lived half their lives often quarreled, but they had always loved each other deeply.

It was not the first time that he had been to the live broadcast room. He sat in the chair and did not bother Wen Qi at work. He just listened quietly and occasionally flipped through a page of books.

Miaomiao in the small room next door smacked her lips enviously. The relationship between the same sex is really beautiful. Should she find someone too?

Ordinary days pass quickly, from spring to summer, the people around you are still the ones who have not changed.

"Do you want to eat?" Wen Qi took the newly bought canned cat to seduce the black cat lying at Shen Mo's feet. It was strange that the black cat did not kiss him at all.

Sometimes the look of his eyes look strange. If it is an individual, it is probably the kind of hostility that Wen Qi understands.

The black cat meowed lightly, shaking his tail in Wen Qi's astonished gaze, without any intention of rushing over.

Wen Qi tried several more times, took out all the cans of different tastes and tempted them but failed. He smiled bitterly, "Xiaobei, I feel that I am isolated."

I was silent when I was modifying the report to Wen Qi, but I turned my head up. I circled a sentence and wrote my own opinions next to me. My glasses slid down a little, like a serious old scholar.

"I just realized that the cat has always been close to me?"

Wen Qi was hit by this fact and held Chen Si up. He picked up Chen Si and kicked the black cat round body without much force, and walked towards the room with a big strode as if he was claiming victory.

The black cat quickly chased after him and crawled in before closing the door. Before long, he was taken out by Wen Qi. It is not advisable to contact those who exercise on the bed.

The day before the Chinese Valentine's Day, I had been secretly busy for a long time, and the carefully designed and prepared thing was finally completed.

"Xiaobei, tomorrow is the Chinese Valentine's Day, let's get married."
Chapter completed!