Chapter 75 Never Separate Again
Two days before leaving for the UK, Ye Xingzhou took the initiative to contact Qi Ronghua and invited the couple to go together on his private plane.
Qi Ronghua was not very happy about it, so Wang Cuilan agreed first. When Qi Ronghua frowned, she said, "Why don't you ask your son to go to the airport twice to pick them up?"
Qi Ronghua: "Can't he just go once?"
Wang Cuilan: "Do you think he would rather pick us up or pick up Ye Xingzhou?"
Qi Ronghua choked and said that his son must want to pick him up? He really doesn't have that confidence.
Isn't it just a private jet? It's not like he can't afford it. He might as well buy one for Qi Xing to play with. Otherwise, if word gets out and people outside don't know about it, they might think his son is being kept by Ye Xingzhou. He can't afford to lose face.
With such awkward feelings, the couple finally flew to England with Ye Xingzhou. They had a pleasant conversation along the way, but with Wang Cuilan around, the atmosphere was quite pleasant. As long as they didn't talk about family matters but business, they, the father-in-law and the son-in-law - bah, actually had quite a lot of common topics.
The plane landed in the evening local time. Qi Xing arrived half an hour early. He played with his mobile phone intermittently and stopped to stare blankly from time to time.
Although they chatted online almost every day, he was a little nervous after not seeing each other for a year and a half. When he was about to say something to that bastard Ye Xingzhou when he saw him, the housekeeper reminded him, "They are coming out."
Qi Xing stood up subconsciously and looked up.
His mind was blank at that moment and he completely forgot to think. The only thing in front of him was the figure he had long missed and had been thinking about day and night.
When he came back to his senses, Qi Xing had already rushed towards Ye Xingzhou.
Ye Xingzhou let go of the suitcase beside him, took a step forward and opened his arms.
Qi Xing rushed into his arms, jumped directly onto him and hugged him with both hands. Ye Xingzhou was knocked back two steps while holding the person, and barely managed to keep his balance.
"Ye Xingzhou——"
Qi Xing's drawn-out voice had just come out when Qi Ronghua coughed forcefully. Qi Xing's body stiffened, and he woke up as if from a dream, realizing that his parents were right beside him.
Ye Xingzhou tilted his head and laughed softly. Qi Xing got off him awkwardly and turned around to greet his parents.
Qi Ronghua had a constipated expression on his face, but Wang Cuilan smiled happily: "Let's go, let's go back first."
It's not Qi Xing's fault that he only has Ye Xingzhou in his eyes. After all, his parents have flown over countless times in the past year and a half, especially his mother, who comes almost every month. However, he and Ye Xingzhou haven't seen each other for eighteen months.
His gaze fell on Ye Xingzhou again. When their eyes met, Ye Xingzhou smiled and raised his eyebrows. Qi Xing couldn't help himself. He reached out, pulled Ye Xingzhou's tie, pulled him closer, and kissed him with his head tilted.
Qi Ronghua's eyes almost popped out, his voice stuck in his throat. He wanted to curse, but the one who took the initiative was his son. Wang Cuilan smiled and took his arm and quickly pulled the man away.
Qi Xing actually didn’t think too much about it, he just couldn’t help it. They finally met, so what was wrong with him wanting to kiss Ye Xingzhou?
Ye Xingzhou put one hand on his shoulder and let him stir it around in his mouth. When the kid was almost out of breath, he slid his hand down, grabbed the waist and pulled him close, taking the initiative.
It was a deep and heavy kiss, taking each other's breath away. After eighteen months, they finally had each other again.
Because there were so many people, they took two cars to go back, and Qi Xing pulled Ye Xingzhou to get on the car a step later. After watching his parents' car drive away, he breathed a sigh of relief, turned back and got close to Ye Xingzhou, carefully examining the bastard's face: "You don't seem to have changed at all."
Ye Xingzhou raised his hand and stroked his messy hair: "Same to you."
If there must be some changes, at least Qi Xing felt that he was a lot calmer than before and he didn't climb on Ye Xingzhou as soon as he did now.
But he seemed to have forgotten who was the one who jumped on someone as soon as they met.
After going back to have dinner, Qi Xing couldn't wait to pull Ye Xingzhou back to the room, close the door and lock it.
Glancing at the clock on the wall, it was already past eight o'clock.
Well, he really couldn't keep calm. The agreed three days and three nights, and tomorrow was the graduation ceremony, so it might not work.
Ye Xingzhou fell into the sofa with the person in his arms. Qi Xing knelt on him and scratched his Adam's apple with his fingers: "Ye Xingzhou, do you miss me?"
Ye Xingzhou: “Yeah.”
Qi Xing: "What does um mean?"
Ye Xingzhou: "Very much."
Qi Xing smiled, and the last words "I miss you too" disappeared between their pressed lips.
It was a long-awaited reunion, so it was particularly intense, with bodies colliding and passion bursting out.
Qi Xing sat on Ye Xingzhou's body, his hands on his shoulders, almost unable to sit still. The overly intense stimulation made him convulse uncontrollably. His head tilted back, and there was only Ye Xingzhou's shadow in his lustful eyes. With Ye Xingzhou's hands hooked around his waist, he could only follow his rhythm and drown in the overwhelming pleasure.
"Ye Xingzhou..."
Ye Xingzhou stopped moving, clasped his hands, looked into his eyes, and panted: "Qi Xing, who am I?"
"Ye Xingzhou," Qi Xing uttered with difficulty, "Ye Xingzhou..."
Ye Xingzhou raised his hand, gently wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said in a hoarse voice: "Qi Xing, I have waited for you for five hundred and fifty-two days."
Qi Xing was stunned. Eighteen months, five hundred and fifty-two days. He didn't expect Ye Xingzhou to calculate it so clearly.
The feeling in his body was extremely strong, but not as intense as the ups and downs of his heart when he heard Ye Xingzhou's words. The fingers on Ye Xingzhou's shoulder slowly tightened. Qi Xing wanted to say something, but his overly excited emotions prevented him from uttering a single word.
Ye Xingzhou pulled him close to him, tilted his head and placed a light kiss on his forehead where his fingertips had just brushed. Qi Xing was shocked when he heard him continue, "Don't do it again."
This bastard always knew how to hit his soft spot most accurately, especially at this time, when his body was still trapped in overheated desire and unable to extricate himself. Ye Xingzhou's few words made his heart tighten constantly, his mind was pulled, making him happy and sad.
Qi Xing nodded unconsciously, falling in love with Ye Xingzhou's gaze: "I..."
Just as she said one word, she couldn't help but moan loudly in the next second because of Ye Xingzhou's actions: "Hmm——"
Ye Xingzhou's voice came closer to him and reminded him: "Don't scream, your parents' room is next door, if you don't want them to hear, just bear with it."
Qi Xing immediately raised his hand to cover his mouth. His already red eyes were full of mist. He bit his lips and his voice was trembling: "You, bastard."
Ye Xingzhou pulled his hand down, put his lips on it, and carefully traced his lip lines with the tip of his tongue, swallowing all of Qi Xing's uncontrollable sounds.
The second time, Ye Xingzhou stood up with Qi Xing in his arms, pressed him against the window glass from behind, and stroked his lips along his shoulder line all the way up to his neck. Qi Xing kept suppressing his gasps and turned his head away in unbearable pain.
He felt a little uncomfortable in such a place, but fortunately the glass here was one-way and could not be seen from outside.
Ye Xingzhou asked in his ear: "Did you stand here to watch the fireworks last time?"
Qi Xing reluctantly uttered "hmm" and his breathing became heavier. The window glass in front of him was cold, but the chest pressing against him from behind was hot, making him feel like he was in two different worlds, extremely excited and tormented.
"Does it look good?" Ye Xingzhou asked, licking the sweat off his face.
Qi Xing felt itchy, and more importantly, itchy in his heart, and said in a difficult voice: "You asked me last time."
Ye Xingzhou: "You didn't answer."
Didn't he answer? Qi Xing couldn't remember what he said in his dazed mind. He uttered a few words in his throat: "It's beautiful, but you're not here. It's boring for me to watch it alone..."
"I'm downstairs," Ye Xingzhou's voice kept drilling into his ears, "The car is parked outside the yard."
——Just outside the yard?
Qi Xing subconsciously cast his gaze out the window. This villa was specially purchased by his father before he came here to study. His room was on the second floor. Outside the window was a yard downstairs, surrounded by shrubs. The yard was above the sloping road. If Ye Xingzhou's car was parked outside the yard at the bottom of the slope, it would be blocked by the shrubs and he really couldn't see it. What's more, his attention was all on the sea of fireworks on the mountain in front of him at that time, and he didn't look at anything else.
Qi Xing bit his lip tightly, vaguely annoyed: "You didn't say it at the time."
"It's no use saying it." Ye Xingzhou said hoarsely.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, his kisses still roaming on her cheeks and the back of her neck. Qi Xing kept breathing in and out, trying to think: "You are outside, you can't see me at all."
Ye Xingzhou: “Yeah.”
Qi Xing: "Then how long did you wait here?"
Ye Xingzhou murmured, "All night long."
He waited here all night, until the next day when Qi Xing went out for school. When the car drove out, he caught a glimpse of the blurry profile of the person he wanted to see from the half-lowered rear window.
He followed Qi Xing to school and the library that whole day, but he never showed up.
Qi Xing didn't know that he had actually been with him for a day and a night.
If it weren't for that, he himself wouldn't have been able to last those eighteen months.
Qi Xing's heart was filled with heat: "You didn't say that either."
Ye Xingzhou: "You're going to cry if I tell you."
Qi Xing: "You fucking——"
Ye Xingzhou pressed against him, rubbing against him continuously. He couldn't bear it and trembled all over: "Stop, stop it, um..."
Ye Xingzhou reminded him again: "Shh, the sound insulation of this house doesn't seem to be very good."
"You bully me again." Qi Xing complained with a frown, the heat in his body rushing. This bastard deliberately said such words, clearly bullying him.
Ye Xingzhou is always like this, affectionate on one hand, but worse than a beast on the other, which makes him unable to cope with it.
Ye Xingzhou did not deny that for so long, his desire for the person in his arms had been suppressed to the extreme, and what he wanted to do was far more than just such a painless "bullying", but because the target was Qi Xing, he had endured the sadistic desire in his bones.
"Qi Xing," Ye Xingzhou murmured his name, "look at me."
Qi Xing turned back with difficulty, and Ye Xingzhou pinched his chin and kissed him passionately.
Later, they changed to a face-to-face position, Qi Xing's back against the window glass, held in Ye Xingzhou's arms. Ye Xingzhou lifted one of his legs to his waist, clasped his hands again, and kissed him again: "Follow me."
Qi Xing couldn't make any more sounds and could only follow his steps and sink into oblivion, just as he wished.
At half past ten, when Qi Xing came back from taking a shower, Ye Xingzhou, who had come out earlier, was sitting casually on the windowsill with his upper body naked, smoking and looking at the night view outside the window.
Hearing footsteps, Ye Xingzhou looked back. The eyes behind the smoke stared at the large red marks on Qi Xing's exposed neck and chest, narrowing their eyes slightly.
Qi Xing walked forward, sat on the windowsill, lay down and rested his head on Ye Xingzhou's legs, looking up at him.
Ye Xingzhou still had a cigarette in his mouth and looked back at him with his eyes lowered.
After staring at each other in silence for a moment, Qi Xing asked, "Father, are you addicted to smoking more than before?"
For a while, Ye Xingzhou smoked less, but now, after more than a year since I last saw him, he seemed to be the same as before.
Ye Xingzhou: "I will pay attention next time."
Having said that, he had no intention of putting out his cigarette. There was no ashtray in the room, and he would have to go outside soon.
Qi Xing was still staring at his face. There were some blue scum on his chin. From this angle, Ye Xingzhou looked a little different while smoking.
"Are you missing me so much that you can't sleep every night? Can only rely on cigarettes to survive?"
It was originally just a joke, but this time Ye Xingzhou easily admitted it: "Yeah."
The smile on Qi Xing's lips froze, and he didn't know how to respond.
Finally, he sighed, raised his hand to snatch Ye Xingzhou's cigarette and put it in his mouth. After a long time, he said depressedly: "I will move in with you when we get home."
This time, no matter how much his father objects, he has made up his mind, and it makes no sense for his father to object again.
"I'll help you move when we get back."
Ye Xingzhou only said this one sentence, put his hand on Qi Xing's naked back, and rubbed it slowly.
The cold palm made Qi Xing shudder slightly. Ye Xingzhou bent down, took his cigarette, took a deep breath, and kissed him again.
The choking smell of smoke flowed between his lips and tongue. Qi Xing quickly turned his head, frowned and started coughing.
Ye Xingzhou kept staring at him with his eyes downcast, wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips.
"You're having a seizure right after we met," Qi Xing scolded, turned over and sat up, crawled back on top of Ye Xingzhou, snatched his cigarette and extinguished it on the windowsill, and said he would clean it up later, "I haven't offended you, why do you keep tormenting me?"
Ye Xingzhou: "Are you still energetic?"
Qi Xing looked at the clock on the wall. It was still early. He moved closer and asked Ye Xingzhou in a low voice: "Do you still want to do it?"
Ye Xingzhou's gaze stopped at the darkest mark on his collarbone, he lowered his head, and bit it again.
Qi Xing hissed softly, the pain and pleasure coming at the same time, difficult to resist.
"Ye Xingzhou..."
"Um?"
"Don't bother me anymore. I feel uncomfortable when you do this."
Ye Xingzhou paused, then looked up. Qi Xing had a complaining look in his eyes and frowned, as if he was really feeling unwell: "Sorry."
He actually just felt that it was not enough. When he really met the person, no matter how intimate the entanglement was, he still felt it was not enough.
But it will be fine soon, as long as Qi Xing returns to him, everything will be fine.
Qi Xing hugged his head and continued to kiss him: "Asshole, I will never separate from you again."
A promise that was not really a promise was murmured vaguely.
Ye Xingzhou suddenly smiled at this moment: "Okay."
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