Chapter 106
"Star!!"
Jiang Lin came out of the airport, forgetting He Weichen's warning, and rushed forward, passing Ling Yin and hugging Qu Xing.
He was obviously about the same height as Qu Xing, but he held Qu Xing's face like a kind mother, "Oh my god—why do you look thinner?"
"I haven't lost weight." Qu Xing let him hold her, looked at him with sparkling eyes for two seconds, and then looked back past him uncontrollably.
Ling Yin's figure suddenly came into view.
Qu Xing felt like his heart was about to burst. The whole day of waiting, half-heartedly wondering if it was real or not, seemed to have already drained his heart rate for the day. If he really saw Ling Yin, his heart would stop beating.
Ling Yin still had a faint smile on his face, and seeing him looking over, he quickened his pace. Only when he was close enough to faintly smell his familiar fragrance did Qu Xing feel the breath that had been restraining him, preventing him from moving, slowly begin to flow, and he moved his fingertips.
Jiang Lin let him go.
Ling Yin stopped very close to him, as usual, their bodies always touching. The warmth of their arms passed through the fabric. Qu Xing didn't even dare to look at him any longer.
As long as he looked at Ling Yin for one more moment, he felt that his emotions would boil over, and he would not be able to hide the burning emotions in his eyes, and he would not be able to look away once he looked.
There are too many people here.
He turned and smiled at the others. He slowly leaned towards Ling Yin, trying to feel Ling Yin's breath in the air, raised his arm and gently placed his scarred right hand into Ling Yin's hand.
Ling Yin held his right hand, his knuckles resting gently on top of his.
"Not at all thin." Zhou Si looked at him with a smile: "He's fine, still as handsome as ever."
"Why haven't you lost weight?" Le Anyi raised his hand and poked Qu Xing's cheek: "The meat here is gone!"
"There's no meat here!" Qu Xing smiled and slapped his hand away.
"Hey!" Le Anyi said aggrievedly: "You and Jiang Lin hugged each other and you didn't even let me touch you."
"Hug, hug, hug."
Qu Xing tried to withdraw his right hand, but Ling Yin squeezed it lightly. He curled his fingertips and placed his hand in his as usual, raising only his left arm to hug Le Anyi.
Le Anyi was a person bigger than him and hugged him tightly.
"Ahhh!" Qu Xing pushed him away and hid in Ling Yin's arms: "Are you going to strangle me to death?"
"Hehe." Le Anyi scratched his head.
Zhou Si smiled and rubbed Qu Xing, saying, "Okay, go out first, the driver is waiting, you can go back to the base and spend some time together."
"You guys go back to the base." Qu Xing smiled at them, "Ling Yin, come home with me."
Everyone: “…”
Ling Yin chuckled: "Okay."
"Oh..." Zhou Si seemed a little unnatural for the first time: "You guys... go back. Take care of yourselves."
Ling Yin smiled and leaned over to rub Qu Xing's hair, shaking his hand: "Come on, take me home."
He looked impatient.
Le An Yixin said that his team leader was the one below, so why was he so anxious?
"I've put your gifts in your car. The phone is for Uncle Peng An. Please give it to him for me." Qu Xing waved his hand, turned around, and took Ling Yin away: "Bye~"
A group of people watched the young couple leave quietly.
Le Anyi: "Alas, love..."
"The stars are giving us gifts?" Jiang Lin said excitedly, "Let's go! I want to see it."
Qu Xing picked out the gift yesterday when he was bored. He had been waiting for too long and couldn't wait any longer, so he found something to do.
As for Ling Yin’s gift, it existed, but no one cared about it for the time being.
The two kissed as soon as they entered the house.
It wasn't about desire, just pure longing. Qu Xing's illness had complicated the longing during this time, making it difficult to express. A simple "I miss you" was completely inadequate to capture the depths of their twenty days. For Ling Yin, it was a dilemma, a lingering anxiety, like a thousand delicate threads weaving through him. For Qu Xing, these twenty days felt like they hadn't existed at all, yet felt incredibly long. Empty, dazed, and groggy, even Ling Yin seemed to vanish from his memory.
He held her tightly in his arms, their breaths blending intimately, and she felt the difficulty breathing, the numbness, the weakness in her legs that he brought. No matter how weak she felt, he could still hold her steady. This sense of security filled his chest.
Qu Xing moved apart a little, hooked his hands around Ling Yin's neck, and called in a hoarse voice: "Ling Yin..."
Ling Yin looked at him and said, "Yes."
Qu Xing groaned and hugged him by the waist: "Ling Yin Ling Yin Ling Yin!"
"I'm here, baby." Ling Yin raised his hand and rubbed the back of his head.
Qu Xing rubbed his head against him: "You're back, you're back."
Ling Yin smiled: "I'm back, I'm back."
"You also won the championship!" Qu Xing said.
Ling Yin: "Yes."
"How come you're so awesome?" Qu Xing raised her face and kissed his chin: "I love you so much."
Ling Yin hugged him tightly.
Qu Xing rested his chin on his shoulder and asked, "Are you tired? Do you want to sleep?"
"I'm not tired. I slept on the plane." Ling Yin released her arms around him, pinched his chin and kissed him.
Qu Xing obediently followed his rhythm, letting Ling Yin stir in his mouth. He was only responsible for feeling it quietly, and gently teasing him from time to time.
As Ling Yin was kissing, he noticed that Ci Xing was getting lazy. He chuckled and pulled away a little, then bit the tip of his tongue as a punishment.
Qu Xing let out a soft "ah". Seeing Ling Yin finish his evil deeds, he smiled and tried to separate, then leaned forward and bit the side of his face hard.
Ling Yin: “Hiss——”
He covered the teeth marks on Xingxing's face and said aggrievedly, "You bite so hard?"
"Ouch, ouch, ouch--" Qu Xing quickly picked up his hand and took a look, and sure enough, there was a circle of teeth marks on it.
"I was wondering why it tasted so solid." He blew twice on the place where his teeth had left marks, and gave it a few kisses to comfort it.
Ling Yin laughed, picked him up and walked towards the living room.
Qu Xing let him hold her, holding his shoulders and asked, "What are you doing?"
Ling Yin: "Nothing, I just want to hug you... and you said you haven't lost weight, you've become lighter."
"You're not a scale." Qu Xing patted his back and pointed in another direction: "In that case, let's go to the restaurant. There's a surprise."
"Restaurant?" Ling Yin hugged him and turned around: "You cook?"
Qu Xing: "No...you didn't eat?"
Ling Yin: "I didn't eat."
Qu Xing: "Then I'll make it for you later."
Ling Yin was afraid of tiring him out: "No, order takeout."
There was an exceptionally exquisite cake on the dining table.
Ling Yin raised his eyebrows slightly.
Qu Xing said proudly, "I did it."
"You did it?" Ling Yin's lips curled up instantly.
He put the man down and moved slightly closer to observe.
I've seen quite a few cakes, and fondant cakes are always seen at various events. This cake is so exquisite, it looks like it was custom-made by a store. Atop it sits a large MSI spherical trophy, and a miniature figure, the same height as the trophy, is sticking its butt out to kiss it.
It turned out to be made by Xingxing himself.
"Is this you?" Ling Yin asked.
Qu Xing: "You."
"..." Ling Yin looked at the little man with a pouting mouth and butt, and when he thought that it was made by Xingxing's hands, he accepted it happily: "Okay, great."
"How is your hand?" Ling Yin held up his right hand.
"active."
Qu Xing moved, deftly bending and stretching his fingers one by one.
Ling Yin: "Does it hurt?"
Qu Xing: "A little bit, it's okay. I use my left hand most of the time."
"Why is it so powerful?" Ling Yin leaned over to look at it again.
Qu Xing: "I've been learning this for a whole day, brother. You are not allowed to eat this. I'm just showing it to you."
Ling Yin: "How do you pinch your fingers?"
Qu Xing went over with him and said, "It's not pinched, it's cut out with a small tool."
"Oh." Ling Yin asked, "Is he holding a tool in his left hand?"
Qu Xing: “Yeah.”
"Is your hair done the same way?" Ling Yin asked.
Qu Xing: “Yeah.”
Ling Yin: "Why does this hair look so good?"
Qu Xing: "Because I've been posing for a long time."
Ling Yin: "Did you make your face with your hands?"
Qu Xing: “Yeah.”
Ling Yin: "Clothes too?"
Qu Xing: "Cut it out and stick it on."
Ling Yin: "This trophy..."
"Pfft." Qu Xing lowered his head and began to laugh.
"..." Ling Yin continued: "The pattern on the trophy..."
"Hahahahahahahaha." Qu Xing leaned over and bumped into him: "Ling Yin, why are you so cute? What are you doing? Hahahahaha...why do you keep asking?"
"..." Ling Yin chuckled and straightened up, saying, "I just want to know how you did it."
Ling Yin tilted his head to look at him: "Where are you sitting? Why are you piling the cakes so high? How did your left hand move when you pinched them? What was your right hand doing?"
Qu Xing blinked slightly.
Ling Yin said calmly: "Also, what clothes were you wearing? Did you talk to anyone? Were you focused when you were doing it? Did you feel sleepy?"
"I was sitting on a high stool, talking to someone the whole time because I wanted to ask him what to do." Qu Xing smiled and moved closer to him: "But I was thinking of you every step of the way. When I did this——"
Qu Xing pointed at a small piece of fondant on the second layer of the cake that resembled a golden ribbon. "I'm already thinking about how to get you back as soon as possible."
"While making it," Qu Xing tapped the mouth of the little man on the cake, "I was thinking—"
"What are you thinking about?" Ling Yin tilted his head.
Qu Xing leaned in closer, the tip of her nose touching his, her chin slightly raised, her lips just about to touch.
Ling Yin thought he was talking about kissing.
Unexpectedly, Qu Xing tilted his head slightly, gently sucked his lips and said, "How do I make it..."
Ling Yin's gaze dropped.
"Lick me."
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