Chapter 75
Qu Xing seemed to have been silenced by that slap. Ling Yin carried him to the room and locked the door, but Qu Xing didn't say a word. When he was put back on the ground, his eyes were red, and he stared at him with a mixture of grievance and anger.
Ling Yin looked down at him, her heart aching. Although she was still very angry, she sighed softly and said, "I'm sorry, baby."
Qu Xing: "Why did you hit me?"
Ling Yin hadn't expected a slap on the butt could make someone so angry. He lowered his eyes and carefully considered his words.
"Because your butt is soft."
Qu Xing: “?”
Qu Xing was so angry that he almost laughed, "So that's why you slapped me so hard?!"
"I was wrong." Ling Yin suppressed his jealousy, determined to appease the man first and then settle the score. He pulled Qu Xing closer to him and said, "I was so angry when I heard him confess his love to you just now."
Qu Xing: "Is it my fault that he confessed to me?"
Ling Yin: "No."
After a pause, Ling Yin said, "But you are too close to him."
Qu Xing choked for a moment, then realized: "I didn't know he liked me!"
"Well, it's not your fault." Ling Yin lowered her head and kissed him: "Please don't be angry with me, okay."
Qu Xing lowered her eyes and let him kiss her without saying a word.
Ling Yin raised his chin, as if he didn't dare to go deeper, and just kissed Qu Xing's lips lightly: "If you really don't like that, I won't do it again."
He was talking about last night.
Qu Xing's face, which had just turned pale with anger, began to turn slightly red again.
Ling Yin raised his hand to play with his pink earlobe, lowered his head and chuckled: "Okay?" He pulled him into his arms and hugged him: "I'm sorry."
Qu Xing lowered his head and buried his head in his shoulder. After a long while, he said, "I'm not angry about that."
He was a little embarrassed: "You can do that, I like it."
Ling Yin was not surprised at all, but still looked down at him with a smile and asked deliberately: "What?"
Qu Xing raised his face and slapped him in the face, pushing the hateful face away and biting his collarbone fiercely: "I said I like it! As long as it's you, I like it!"
Ling Yin smiled and took his hand away: "Then what are you angry about today?"
"It's too exciting, I haven't recovered yet!" Qu Xing kicked him confidently, "I'm just angry!"
"Okay baby." Ling Yin smiled and kissed him.
"And you're so mean!" Qu Xing stared at him: "How many times did I ask you to stop yesterday?"
Ling Yin felt wronged: "If I really stopped, you wouldn't be happy."
"Get lost." Qu Xing slapped him. "Whether I like it or not is my business. The question is whether you have stopped."
"Okay." Ling Yin took it naturally: "I was wrong."
Qu Xing pinched his waist with both hands and said, "How could you be so mean? My boyfriend has suddenly become so mean that he's a stranger to me. Shouldn't I be angry?"
"You deserve to be angry." Ling Yin said, "I'll slowly make you familiar with it later."
Qu Xing: “…”
Ling Yin chuckled, grabbed his chin and kissed him. The kiss was gentle and long, and Qu Xing's hand on Ling Yin's waist gradually climbed up under his gentle attack.
Ling Yin pressed him to the window and kissed him, then separated them slightly and raised her hand to close the curtains.
The room was suddenly darkened, leaving no light at all.
In the darkness, nothing could be seen. All he could feel was Ling Yin's body temperature and fragrance. Qu Xing supported Ling Yin's shoulders and whispered, "It's too dark."
Ling Yin lowered her head and nuzzled him with the tip of her nose. Her tone was extremely gentle, yet it contained a hidden desire that almost became a whisper: "It's okay."
Qu Xing felt a numbness in his head.
The fingers on the waist lightly lifted the hem of the clothes, and the fingertips slid down from the waist like sparks. Qu Xing suddenly grabbed Ling Yin's hand and said in horror: "What are you doing?! Are you not done yet??"
Qu Xing let go of Ling Yin's hand, took two steps back, and flicked on the bedside lamp. The warm light cast a soft filter over Ling Yin's face. Seeing that he was just smiling at her, without a trace of evil in his eyes, Qu Xing breathed a sigh of relief and warned, "Even though I say I like you, it doesn't mean you can still do that kind of thing. I haven't recovered yet!"
"Well, I won't do it." Ling Yin came closer and picked up the gift he had just bought under Qu Xing's gaze. He opened it and took out a half-centimeter-wide silver-white chain with diamonds embedded on it.
"What?" Qu Xing let Ling Yin grab his left hand with a confused look on his face and fasten the chain around his wrist.
"This is for you." Ling Yin sat down, pulled the man onto his lap, looked at him and smiled, "I want to apologize."
“…”
Qu Xing raised his left hand and looked at it for a while. He was still wearing the bracelet that his grandmother had given him. Qu Xing's eyes slid across the bracelet unconsciously, staring closely at the chain that Ling Yin had fastened on him.
Suddenly, he raised his hand and stroked it.
Ling Yin watched in surprise as he took off the bracelet he had worn for a long time, leaving only the chain shining on his wrist.
Qu Xing leaned over and kissed him for a while before separating slightly and smiling, "You seem to really like buying shiny things like this, like the earrings you bought last time."
Ling Yin: "Because I think you are suitable."
Qu Xing smiled and tilted his head, his eyes sparkling: "Okay."
He raised his hand and stroked Ling Yin's face: "Your attitude is so sincere, I forgive you."
"Yeah." Ling Yin smiled slightly, looking at him steadily, and the danger that had been hidden just now flashed away: "But you haven't apologized to me yet."
Qu Xing: "...Why should I apologize to you?"
Ling Yin said nothing, held his waist, and leaned over to lick his neck.
Qu Xing hadn't recovered from yesterday's slump, and after being licked like that, he felt a sudden surge of soreness all over his body. He had a bad feeling and pushed Ling Yin's chest, trying to run down, but Ling Yin pushed him back onto the bed.
Qu Xing watched in horror as he raised his hand and touched a small bottle, then raised his foot to kick him: "Ling Yin!"
Ling Yin chuckled and grabbed his ankle, stroking his palm down to his knee.
"Don't worry, baby." Ling Yin leaned down and kissed him. He stirred things up all over, making Qu Xing unable to resist. With tears in his eyes, he said in a hoarse voice, "It's not like yesterday."
It's not like yesterday, what's it like?
A slender, powerful hand slid upward along his neck, and after a brief feeling of suffocation, a trembling stimulation followed. His jaw was held by this hand, and Ling Yin's thumb pressed down to lift Qu Xing's chin, completely exposing his fragile neck.
Qu Xing trembled slightly as he felt the softness and wetness near his Adam's apple. In this position, he saw the small box on the bedside.
boom.
The corners of Qu Xing's eyes quickly turned red and he closed them.
The sun, firmly blocked by the curtains, gradually set in the west. For the two people within the curtains, time had completely ceased to exist, leaving only the warmth of their skin, the sticky dampness of sweat, and their intertwined breathing.
After a long time, when it was completely dark outside, the two of them finally took a shower and ate something.
Lying on the bed, Qu Xing placed his hands on Ling Yin, poking them back and forth, his mind racing with random thoughts, trying to block out the past. However, the scorching heat seemed to linger, and as he thought, he turned his attention back to Ling Yin.
He thought Ling Yin's "debt-collecting" attitude would be extraordinarily intense, driving him to the brink of death. But perhaps because this was his first time, Ling Yin was surprisingly gentle and attentive, as if she feared he might feel even slightly uncomfortable. If he even frowned, she would immediately stop and lean in to kiss him.
Qu Xing raised his eyes to look at Ling Yin.
Ling Yin seemed to be lost in thought. After noticing, he looked at him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qu Xing shook her head, rubbed against his arms, and inhaled his scent.
Ling Yin, this guy, was incredibly scheming and abominable. Yesterday, he was playing with him like that, and today, even though they'd clearly taken a step closer, he suddenly changed his face and became so gentle, deliberately seducing him. If it was a little uncomfortable at first, it eventually turned into a completely infatuated entanglement.
Ling Yin raised his hand and gently wiped the corners of Qu Xing's eyes, saying, "Stars."
"Hmm?" Qu Xing looked up at him.
Ling Yin's gloomy gaze fell quietly on his face: "I don't want to share you with anyone."
Qu Xing was stunned.
He took a moment to react, then turned over, propped himself up on the bed and knelt beside him, looking closely at Ling Yin's face: "What's wrong? Are you still jealous? Why are you suddenly saying this? I'm yours in the first place."
Ling Yin blinked slightly: "It's not that kind of sharing."
Qu Xing stared at him blankly: "What is that?"
Ling Yin said calmly: "I don't want you to get too close to anyone other than me. I don't want others to touch you, and I don't want you to touch others..."
As he spoke, he raised his hand to lift Qu Xing's eyelashes. Her bright eyes, which were shining with water, blinked slightly instinctively, and she continued to stare at him intently.
"I don't even want you to look at anyone but me with these eyes."
As Qu Xing's eyes widened, Ling Yin continued calmly, "You can't touch me, you can't touch me. I don't want anyone to call you Xingxing, and I don't want you to call anyone else brother except me. You can't even talk."
Qu Xing opened his eyes and asked, "Speak?"
Ling Yin laughed: "It's better not to talk too much to others, otherwise I will be jealous."
Qu Xing was shocked.
By this person's standards, aside from the occasional exchange of words, he couldn't interact with anyone else, not even looking at them. So, for all this time, Ling Yin had either been jealous or on the verge of jealousy.
Qu Xing stared at him and suddenly raised his hand.
Ling Yin uttered a soft "ah," covered the chest muscles he had pinched, stood up, leaned against the headboard, and asked with a smile, "What are you doing?"
"How could I not know you were so petty, Ling Yin?" Qu Xing raised his hand and pinched his other side. Ling Yin simply crossed her arms to block it all, and just looked at him with a curled lip.
Qu Xing looked at his action for two seconds and smiled: "You look good. I am very satisfied."
Ling Yin crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly: "Am I narrow-minded?"
"Aren't you petty?" Qu Xing tilted his head to the side. "With your jealousy, you've already been pickled in vinegar from the inside out. It must be very sour."
Ling Yin let go of his arms and supported them on both sides of his body: "Maybe, do you want to try it?"
Qu Xing waved his hand: "No need, I've already tasted it from inside to outside."
Ling Yin: “…”
Qu Xing smacked his lips, looked at him with a wicked smile, and commented, "It's okay. It doesn't taste that sour, it's sweeter."
Ling Yin let out a short laugh.
Qu Xing lifted his leg and crossed one of Ling Yin's legs, sitting on one of his thighs, with his knees squeezed between his legs. He said, "So what do you want me to do, brother? Talk less to others, don't touch others, only call you brother, and only look at you?"
Ling Yin looked at him quietly for a while, then sighed softly: "That's not what I meant."
Qu Xing waited for him to speak.
Ling Yin said quietly, "I know you like to interact with people and you have a lot of friends. So I always try not to worry about it."
His voice lowered. "But seeing you kissing someone else, being so close to someone who has bad intentions towards you, as a boyfriend—"
"I'm going crazy."
He spoke softly and gently, as if he wasn't that angry. But Qu Xing had never seen Ling Yin's emotions so exposed—even if it was only through words.
These words hit my heart lightly, causing ripples of turmoil.
Even after trying every possible way to coax him from yesterday till today, Qu Xing still kissed Ling Yin with some heartache: "I'm sorry, brother. I will pay more attention next time."
Ling Yin put his arm around his waist and gently led him forward: "Yeah."
Qu Xing was completely unaware: "I promise not to get close to others, not to get close to anyone who has bad intentions towards me, and not to talk casually to anyone who approaches me for no apparent reason."
Qu Xing leaned in close and nuzzled his nose: "Don't be mad, brother. I feel bad when you do this."
Ling Yin let out a faint laugh, his fingers landing on the edge of Qu Xing's newly changed pants: "It's okay, baby, I don't need you to feel bad."
Qu Xing froze suddenly and tremblingly grabbed Ling Yin's arm: "What are you doing?"
Ling Yin's fingertips slipped, and Qu Xing groaned. He pulled his hand away, turned over, and pressed Qu Xing against the headboard. He unbuttoned Qu Xing's clothes one by one, his voice calm, "Of course, continue."
Isn't it over already?!
Ling Yin chuckled: "You don't think it's over, do you, baby."
His chuckle seemed to emanate the allure of a demon, and with it came the devil's fingers. Ling Yin kissed him, his fingertips slightly curled, and whispered amid Qu Xing's sudden and chaotic breathing, "Today's is over, but yesterday's isn't finished yet."
"Ling, Yin!!"
"I am here……"
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The author has something to say: Are young lovers arguing and both sides are angry? If you want to resolve the conflict, learn how to do it from a scheming man:
The first step is to say something frivolous when someone is at their most angry, to stun them and quickly reduce their anger. But beware, this is a trick with serious side effects. If you don't take other measures immediately, your anger will rebound rapidly.
Therefore, the second step is to face the problem immediately, apologize sincerely, and confess your true motives for doing so - it must be truthful, and you cannot beat around the bush, evade the problem, lie, or use sweet talk.
The third step is to explain why you are angry. Don't immediately ask the other person to apologize. Instead, be humble, continue to admit your mistakes, and show your determination to correct them. At this point, the other person may no longer be so angry, but you must not let your guard down.
The fourth step is to sell your sexuality (if you have one), seduce them without limit, and coax them with sweet words. At this point, the other party's defenses are completely broken. At this point, the conflict is resolved, but you're still angry. What should you do? Launch an attack? Noono.
Step five: Show the prepared gift and completely impress the other person.
Step 6: Continue to stir-fry. However, your stirring may rekindle the other person's anger, so start by stirring slowly over low heat.
The seventh step is to find a suitable atmosphere to have a deep communication with the other party (spiritual communication). At this time, the knot in the heart has been completely untied and the love is sweet.
Finally, stir-fry over high heat until the sauce thickens!
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