Chapter 47 Chapter 47 Fuck Tomorrow
The moonlight tore off the usually gentle and dignified mask, broke in forcefully from the windowsill, and carved out a private area in the cramped space.
Tan Du pushed the person behind the door, his eyes gloomy and frightened.
"Be careful!" Qiao Zhuo put his elbow around the flower.
"Do you care so much about this flower?" Tan Du stretched out his hand to grab it.
Qiao Zhuo raised his hand to block, but had to be careful not to move too much: "Don't move! If you have an allergic reaction, I won't save you!"
Tan Du paused, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his face away to cough.
Qiao Zhuo quickly opened the door and put the flowers outside. After closing the door, he pushed the person away, rushed over to open the window, and turned on the electric fan next to him.
The petals left on the ground are fan-shaped and wrinkled.
Tan Du stared at her, his hoarse voice sounding a little strange: "Carnation?"
"Otherwise..." Qiao Zhuo paused and realized that he might have misunderstood that the flowers were sent by Liang Yizi.
He folded his arms. "Yes, I gave it to Grandma Xu. It has nothing to do with anyone else. Talking about the boss? Are we still talking now?"
Tan Du lowered his eyelids and said nothing.
Boss Qiao was already very satisfied with his abnormality and would polish it another day.
Now is not a good time. Master Guan may come looking for him at any moment. This outfit is not good, and his hair is messy...
tomorrow……
He has a restaurant reservation for tomorrow. Tomorrow is going to be nice weather. Tomorrow...
Screw tomorrow.
Tan Du pushed up his glasses.
Qiao Zhuo had already pressed the door handle with one hand when a few rapid coughs suddenly broke out behind him.
He immediately stepped back and dragged the man to sit on the bed, gently stroking his back. After the man calmed down, he whispered, "How is it?"
The corners of Tan Du's eyes were red and there was moisture in his eyes.
Qiao Zhuo pinched his palms to restrain himself from touching her. As if afraid of disturbing the allergen, he asked again in a whisper, "Are you okay?"
The usually harsh tone turned into a spring in the mountains, nourishing the fallen dead leaves.
All the temptations and detours have come true at this moment.
Just today.
Right now.
Tan Du looked into his eyes, covered his chest and said, "It hurts here."
"Let's go to the hospital." Qiao Zhuo grabbed his wrist and just stood up when a force pulled him down. The world was spinning around him and his back sank into the soft quilt.
Tan Du was leaning on top of him, smiling, not looking uncomfortable at all.
Pretentious!
Qiao Zhuoyi's right hand went around the outside of his left arm and hit his elbow. He pressed down on the back of his head with his right hand and used the same move on his legs. Just as he was about to exert force, he heard a muffled groan of pain and suddenly released his strength.
The sound of breathing was close at hand, and the aroma of coffee enveloped him tightly.
Tan Du curled her lips and looked at him tenderly.
Pretending again!
Qiao Zhuo decisively pulled out his hand and elbowed him in the waist, but the other party didn't even try to dodge.
His elbow stalled and he was defeated again.
"Zhuoyi? Qiao Zhuoyi?" Liang Yizi's voice came from outside the door.
As Qiao Zhuo opened his lips, a scorching hot hand covered his face. Tan Du whispered in his ear, "Ignore it."
Qiao Zhuo suddenly froze, not even daring to breathe, and the heart in his chest almost jumped out.
Qiao Zhuoyi tried to hold it down with his hand, but his wrist tightened. Tan Du then pressed him against his chest, his lips almost touching his ear as he whispered, "Here, it's where Boss Qiao shot me last time, and it's still not healed."
The soft lips under his palm moved, Tan Du's slender fingers twitched, and he narrowed his eyes slightly.
There was no movement outside.
Tan Du restrained himself from letting go of his hand, picked up the glasses that had fallen to the side, but did not put them on. He sat up, tucked them into his collar, pulled his shirt down, and then reached out his hand.
Qiao Zhuoyi calmed his breath, held his wrist and stood up, his eyes averted from his fair collarbone, and snorted softly: "Aren't the hearts of Lahua quite complete? Could it be that Boss Tan gave me someone else's heart?"
"No one else." Tan Du looked at him.
It was no longer a silent tug of war, Qiao Zhuoyi saw what was going on in his eyes.
"Qiao Zhuoyi." Tan Du called his name.
Qiao Zhuo touched his earlobe and spoke almost at the same time as him.
--"I like you."
——"You like me."
Feeling the strange atmosphere in the room, Moonlight, who was expanding his territory unscrupulously, tiptoed onto the bed and lay on Tan Du's shoulder to watch the show.
Silence for two seconds.
The person shrouded in a soft silver light spoke again: "Yes. Qiao Zhuoyi, I like you. What about you?"
The moonlight climbed onto the other man's shoulder, and Qiao Zhuo gave the answer with his own actions, leaning over and biting him hard on the collarbone.
After stepping back and meeting the other person's eyes, he frowned and said, "That's it. If there's nothing else, I'll leave. Brother Liang... Hmm..."
Tan Du grabbed the back of his head and pulled him towards him, blocking his mouth with his lips.
"If you don't like it, push me away."
Pretending again.
Qiao Zhuo tried pressing on his shoulder and actually pressed the pause key.
The so-called delicacy is that once you have tasted the appetizer, you can no longer leave it unscathed.
His fingers passed over the shoulders, invaded the other person's back, and held the person tightly against him.
Tan Du held his lower lip in his mouth, his fangs rubbing against his lip flesh, and he still had the mind to accuse: "You're not wearing an ear bone clip."
"Sleep...sleep...pick..."
Qiao Zhuoyi clenched the bed sheet under his hand, and was gently and forcefully guided by a hand to the other person's lower back.
He was familiar with the distribution of bones and the direction of muscles here, and his fingers rubbed them unconsciously.
The cell phone in my trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.
He suddenly tightened his fingers and bit the other person's lower lip.
"I'll do it."
The hand that was clasped behind his waist slid in, pulled out the thing that was in the way, and threw it aside.
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