Chapter 84 Chapter 84 At this moment, Su Ting finally got what he wished for,...
They didn't know how far the two Chinese would follow, so all their steps seemed hasty and disorderly.
Didn't even take a shower.
The ground was littered with clothes that the two had taken off as soon as they entered the door, in a mess. The sound of a bottle cap being opened came from the bedroom, and Su Ting's eyes suddenly became blurred.
The signal light outside the window swept across the room every few seconds. A flash of green light would reflect the silhouette of his furrowed brows, and then it would disappear into the darkness, leaving only a suppressed gasp.
Ye Xiuming pressed down on Su Ting, who had lost his sight for a long time, and could feel that Su Ting was actually a little nervous at this moment.
No wonder Pei Xingyao didn't go to the "last step" with him. The last person who did so was ten years ago. For Yu Suting, today was like his first night.
So he kept comforting Su Ting, saying softly, "Don't be nervous, I'm here for you."
Su Ting shook his numb limbs and twisted his waist to match Ye Xiuming's movements. His clumsy actions told Ye Xiuming that he was not nervous, but just not very skilled.
Ye Xiuming kissed her deeply.
As he moved down, he was brought up by Suting.
This kind of thing can be done by himself without Ye Xiuming.
But there is one thing only Ye Xiuming can do.
The two finally reached the same pace. Ye Xiuming straightened him out and asked Su Ting with a smile: "Do you remember when you taught me a class with a bunch of these?"
Su Ting blushed: "Remember."
"You were so cute then."
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Su Ting thought of the night when Gu Jianqing was there and he had left him alone. He was determined to find out the relationship between Ye Xiuming and Pei An.
Perhaps the seeds of something had already sprouted at that time.
Then it becomes quietly vivid in the long changing of seasons.
I can't live without Ye Xiuming.
Ye Xiuming is also inseparable from himself.
Just as he was thinking, Su Ting's hand was suddenly pressed against the wall. His palm was as white as snow, with only his fingertips pink. When he was still hesitating, his other hand was also pressed against the wall by his brute force.
The bathroom door was ajar, and wisps of steam were seeping out from the gap.
Fine water droplets condensed on the frosted glass, sliding down slowly and windingly, leaving behind tortuous transparent traces, reflecting the hazy, swaying, warm yellow light inside.
The world shrank into a bottomless sea in his pupils, and he was drowning in it, his face filled with intoxication and dizziness as if he was lacking oxygen.
I actually scratched the bathroom tiles myself.
Su Ting faced Ye Xiuming and laughed several times, as if he was a little drunk and a little crazy.
This made Ye Xiuming feel a little melancholy, and he said, "Little Dad, are you awake? Will you deny me again after you wake up?"
Su Ting clung limply to Ye Xiuming's body. "I'm just admiring the young people's stamina."
Ye Xiuming: "So any young man can sleep with you?"
Su Ting scratched the tip of his nose: "You are jealous."
"Answer me."
"Only you, Xiuming." Su Ting couldn't help but kiss him, his dishonest hands moving around.
"It can only be you."
"Ye Xiuming."
Ye Xiuming stared at him with a distracted and unfocused look, and for a moment he forgot Ye Huaian's strong opposition. Even now, there were people waiting for them outside to sever their relationship.
"Little Dad, if you feel tired one day, you can tell me."
Su Ting looked at him in silence, knowing what he meant.
"But there's no turning back from today."
Su Ting said.
He patted Ye Xiuming's face and said, "Don't think about it. If the sky falls, just let it fall."
"Who made me like you?" he said.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, the two Chinese finally found Su Ting's room through some means, and started banging on the door, attracting onlookers in the corridor.
Someone said in English: "If you smash it again, I will call the police."
The Chinese said, "It's just a family matter. Even if the police come, it will be useless."
There was some truth to this. Even if Ye Xiuming could hide for a while, he couldn't hide forever. He had to face what he had to face. After a brief moment of tenderness, Ye Xiuming went to open the door. The two men took in the grand scene in the room and realized that the matter was settled. They immediately felt a sense of loss, as if their mission had not been accomplished.
But they still have to take the people back.
Ye Xiuming took the initiative and asked, "Which flight did Ye Huaian ask you to book for me?"
"In two hours."
He glanced at Su Ting, who gave him a look of "reassurance" and let them take Ye Xiuming away. He then bought a ticket for the same flight and decided to follow them.
After more than ten hours of flight, the exhausted Ye Xiuming was taken to a banquet. This was a welcoming banquet for Ye Huaian to announce to all relatives, friends and dignitaries that he had found his son. It was also his belated coming-of-age ceremony.
Ye Xiuming was not only the youngest son that the Ye family had just found, but also a rising star in the F1 event. He was also handsome, so he naturally became the focus of the crowd.
Su Ting stood outside the building, watching the whole family having fun together, while he felt like an unnecessary cancer that could never fit in.
I couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in my heart.
Ye Huaian placed Ye Xiuming on his right side. Many family members came to congratulate him, including, of course, the girl Xiao Yesheng who was rumored to be marrying into the Ye family. She was pretty, graceful, elegant and graceful, worthy of the title of a lady from a noble family.
"Ye Sheng's name also contains 'Ye'. What a rare fate." Ye Huaian said with a smile, seeming to be quite satisfied with this future daughter-in-law.
"Then my cousins are more suitable." Ye Xiuming said mercilessly while pouring wine into his mouth.
Xiao Yesheng's attitude was unclear, he just followed Ye Huaian's rhythm and toasted quietly from behind.
Ye Xiuming felt extremely upset.
But he thought about it and realized that this was the Ye family's family dinner. What did it have to do with him, a man who had been wandering outside for nearly ten years? He could have left immediately.
So he did, teaching everyone a lesson. He tapped the rim of his cup and said, "I think everyone saw my post-match interview and knows the relationship between Su Ting and me." He turned to Ye Huaian and said, "Don't try to break us up."
There was a small rustling sound among those sitting there.
"What? He's really getting along with his adoptive father?"
"Amitabha, what a sin!"
"Brother Ye must be feeling very upset."
When he left the stage amid everyone's astonished eyes, the girl named Xiao Yesheng also caught up with him and was only a few steps away from Su Ting.
Ye Xiuming glanced at her and said coldly, "You know my attitude now. Go back early. No one can be responsible for your happiness, but you can."
Xiao Yesheng tugged at the hem of her skirt, which was blown by the wind. Her messy hair blew against her cheeks, making her look more graceful. She said, "Actually, I know your story with Su Ting. I envy you for being able to express your love in front of so many people. But you are still young now, just eighteen years old. Can you guarantee that you will continue to love him as always in the long life ahead, facing a face that will age faster than your own?"
"What do you want to say?"
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