Chapter 37 Kissing him fiercely...
As the day progressed, by five o'clock, rays of morning light were already filtering through the gaps in the curtains.
Bai You's eyelashes trembled, ending a whole night of chaotic dreams.
Meng Qingyan was still sleeping, his arms pressed tightly against his waist, his cheek buried intimately in the crook of his neck, his breath like the softest feathers, again and again, falling on his sensitive neck and earlobes.
Bai You subconsciously wanted to pull his body back, but as soon as he moved slightly, Meng Qingyan sensitively tightened his arms again, and even his eyelashes trembled a few times before he opened his eyes sleepily.
Most of the time, Meng Qingyan gives people a very oppressive feeling.
It is the product of noble birth, long-term high position, and absolute rationality.
This is also the most direct feeling Meng Qingyan gives people when facing the outside world.
But now, those peach blossom eyes that always seemed a little cold were immediately filled with a smile when he saw the person in front of him clearly.
The smile was very clear, and one could even say it had a kind of happy sweetness. Then, Meng Qingyan leaned over and gave Bai You a half-asleep kiss on the forehead.
"Why did you wake up so early today?" Meng Qingyan kissed, his voice tinged with the hoarseness that is unique to waking up in the morning.
"Sleep a little longer." He said, his palm naturally clasped behind Bai You's head, completely eliminating the little space Bai You had just left. There was almost no space between the two of them from top to bottom.
Bai You didn't say anything, but closed his eyes again in his arms, recalling the two rules he and Meng Qingyan had agreed upon.
"First," his own voice was in his mind, "If you have other 'friends', whether it's a romantic relationship or a marriage partner, I hope you can tell me. Not interfering in other people's relationships is my bottom line."
"Second, while the relationship lasts, I hope we are each other's only sexual partner. I am a bit of a germaphobe in this regard."
At the beginning, Meng Qingyan did not object to these two rules. ,
Looking back now, he should not have violated it.
As for the cloakroom...
Judging from the large quantity and variety, Meng Qingyan must have started preparing those things for several years.
We are all adults. To be honest, apart from someone like him who doesn't have much hope for the future, who doesn't have a past?
Even if you are in a relationship, you should start from now on instead of always focusing on the other person's past.
Not to mention their relationship, especially when he rashly broke into the other person's private space without the other person's permission.
Bai You felt that this was really not a reason for him to violate the contract between the two parties.
As for the fact that he and Meng Qingyan's lover might be a little similar in some aspects, Bai You thought about it, but he didn't think he should blame others.
Meng Qingyan was also drunk that night.
Moreover, if he had not met him, he might really have fallen into Feng Yu's hands.
In fact, not only can he not blame the other party, blame Meng Qingyan, but from a rational and objective point of view, he might even have to thank them.
Bai You is very good at self-strategy and building city defenses.
This may be a self-protection mechanism.
It is the best habit he developed after being ridiculed, suppressed, and insulted countless times while growing up.
Because only in this way will there be no pain or discomfort arising from the bottom of your heart.
When he was young, Jin Baobao was ignorant.
Later, when he was able to understand the sarcastic tone and foul language some people used towards Bai You, he was so angry that he cried more than once.
Once he even sniped the enemy on the way and was beaten back home with a bloody head.
However, Bai You's anger at that time was only because someone else hurt Jin Baobao.
He never felt sorry for himself.
His path is not easy, so he needs to have a heart of steel to keep going, step by step, to the position he wants.
This is actually not very easy, because this iron heart must be used on oneself first.
But Bai You did it.
Because in Meng Qingyan's familiar and warm embrace, he quickly closed his eyes again and took a comfortable nap.
When he woke up again, it was because someone was kissing his eyes.
As her eyelashes became wet from the other's kiss, Baiyou stretched out her arms lazily and yawned.
Physiological tears overflowed, and therefore, when he opened his eyes, it was as if he had been crying.
This made Meng Qingyan unable to control his animal instincts and he put his hand into the thin blanket.
"Teacher Meng's credibility has collapsed in my eyes," Bai You said, rubbing his eyes, "Didn't we agree not to be intimate before?"
As he blinked away his tears, he looked towards Meng Qingyan.
Meng Qingyan was already dressed neatly, with the collar of his snow-white shirt buttoned up to the top in a reserved manner.
It had nothing to do with the obscene movements of his hands.
Bai You rolled over and wrapped the thin blanket around himself, making it impossible for Meng Qingyan to get a hold of him.
"You clearly said that we weren't intimate last night." Meng Qingyan took advantage of the loophole in the words and restrained his hands a little.
"However," he took off his watch, stretched out his arms and pulled Bai You, who had been wrapped up like a caterpillar, into his arms and hugged him, "even if you want to be intimate today, it's too late."
He lowered his head again and buried his nose in Bai You's hair, "But I miss Teacher Bai so much, what should I do?"
But you can go to your own place, right? !
Bai You couldn't help but complain in his heart.
Considering Meng Qingyan's level of sexual desire, it is likely that only certain parts of his body miss him very much.
He wrapped the quilt tightly, but was very unforgiving in his words.
"I'll buy you an inflatable doll later?" he suggested.
A very low chuckle came from above his head: "That depends on Mr. Bai's body shape."
Haha... Bai You couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Should he base it on his own body shape, or on the body shape of the person he loves?
"I'm hungry." He tilted his head, and above his sight was Meng Qingyan's high nose bridge, and above that, there was a pair of smiling eyes.
Meng Qingyan stopped teasing him and put his watch back on.
"Get up," he said, "I'll set the table."
After Meng Qingyan went out, Bai You stretched and slowly crawled out of the blanket.
The morning light outside the window turned into golden sunlight, which came through the gaps in the curtains, so at this moment, the light in the room was still quite bright.
Bai You raised his hand to grab his clothes, but his hand was in mid-air and then suddenly stopped.
The wrinkles on his shirt left by the hug last night were gone, as if someone had already ironed it smooth and neat without his knowledge.
It also seemed that everything that happened last night was just a dream.
He did not appear at the door of Meng Qingyan's study, and was not captured by the people in the meeting on the screen. Meng Qingyan did not come out either, but hugged him tightly in his arms, leaving the slightest trace on his shirt.
Naturally, he would not get up in the middle of the night to look for an iron or a garment steamer in his cloakroom and discover those unspeakable secrets.
Bai You was in a trance for a moment.
But he has always been good at self-strategy, but never good at self-deception.
Therefore, the trance only lasted for a very short moment.
His hands were steady as he hooked the garments onto his fingertips and dressed himself neatly.
When leaving, Bai You discovered that Meng Qingyan had changed his car.
Gray Nissans can be seen everywhere on the streets, and it is difficult for others to find their traces if they blend into the traffic.
"The car was exposed?" Bai You was a little surprised.
"No," Meng Qingyan held the steering wheel, bent his slender knuckles, and tapped twice very lightly, with an elegant sense of calmness, "If we wait until they find out before changing it, we won't be able to guarantee maximum safety."
Bai You was deeply impressed in his heart, this man was indeed very cunning.
However, he believed very much in Meng Qingyan's ability in this area.
After all, with the intensive media coverage of him at the time, he was able to conceal the relationship completely without leaving any traces. This would have been impossible without some resourcefulness.
Bai You relaxed, opened his backpack, and took out a book to read.
In the morning he returned the book "The Art of Editing" which he thought he had read through, and now he has just received a new one in exchange.
The sunlight shines in through the car window and falls on the white pages of the book.
In the gaps between the words, Meng Qingyan's notes were clear and concise, making it easy for him to immerse himself in them.
It seemed like just a moment, and the car had driven into the studio gate and stopped in the parking lot.
"You go in first," Meng Qingyan looked at him, "I'll have a cigarette."
We are going to shoot the emotional turning point scene today, so Bai You’s makeup will probably take some time.
He said nothing and pushed the door open and got out of the car.
"Youyou." Tao Yin was standing in front of the gate of Building No. 8, waiting. Seeing him, she hurried over. "Two new costumes arrived today. Teacher Liu is waiting for you to try them on."
Bai You nodded, and after a moment he said, "I'll go ask the makeup teacher first to see if I can make it in time."
The two walked quickly and went to the dressing room first.
This is the highlight, and the makeup artist has already prepared everything.
However, after working together for so long, he was already very familiar with the makeup. Hearing that Liu Yisi was also waiting for him, the makeup artist let Bai go first.
After trying on two sets of costumes, when Bai You came back, Meng Qingyan was already sitting on the dressing stool.
Through the makeup mirror, the two of them looked at each other, and Meng Qingyan curled the corners of his lips with a smile: "I came first, is there anything wrong with Teacher Bai?"
"How dare I?" Bai You said politely, "Even if I'm already sitting there, I will immediately stand up as long as Teacher Meng says a word, and I dare not refuse to give way to Teacher Meng."
The makeup artist was amused by the two and laughed: "Fortunately, our team has good security, otherwise someone would sneak in and record your conversation, and they would definitely spread the rumor that Teacher Meng bullied Teacher Bai."
"Anyway, Teacher Bai has already done a great job bullying Teacher Zhou," Meng Qingyan said, "So, isn't it more reasonable for me to bully Teacher Bai?"
Bullying in bed? Bai You couldn't help but complain in his heart.
But she smiled slightly: "That's right, if Teacher Meng continues to go deeper, I won't dare to let you lick me later."
“Hahahahaha…” The makeup artist could barely hold the makeup brush in her hand. “I almost want to apply to go watch the game.”
This time the shooting location was in Shen Nian’s room on the third floor.
In the camera, the young man is dressed in a suit and tie, looking dignified and calm, so elegant that not even a strand of his hair is messy.
He came up the stairs, his footsteps the same as always, as if following a certain rhythm, neither fast nor slow.
It was not until he walked through the corridor, pushed open the door, and turned on the lights that one could vaguely see the tiredness at the corners of his eyes due to the alcohol.
The door closed, and he no longer concealed himself. He raised his hand to loosen the tie around his neck, sank silently into the depths of the sofa, and reached out to touch the cigarette box on the table.
But soon, the hand stopped.
As the door opened, Zhong Ling walked in.
The young man didn't say anything, but approached him step by step. The sharp youthfulness in his eyes was like solid ice, almost engraved with four words: determination to win.
As if he found it funny, a hint of sarcasm appeared in Shen Nian's sharp eyes.
He looked at Zhong Ling, and some information about Zhong Ling emerged in his mind bit by bit, making his eyes complicated.
Sarcasm, ridicule, disgust, indifference, sympathy...
I don’t know if it was because of the alcohol or what, but after a moment he raised his face slightly, with a hint of pride between his brows.
"Lick it for me," he said, condescendingly.
The room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop, with only the sound of Zhong Ling approaching step by step.
Finally, the owner of the sneakers stopped in front of him.
Zhong Ling slowly bent down and knelt on one knee in front of him.
The two men were one high and one low, one up and one down.
Although he was in a lower position, at this moment, the deliberately suppressed aggression and aggressiveness in Zhong Lingke's dark eyes made him look not weak at all.
He raised his eyes and looked at Ana Shen.
Burning desire, cold inquiry, and, because of the imminent success, a deeply hidden smile of contempt...
The mixture of various emotions made those eyes look deep and evil, with an indescribable charm.
The look in Shen Nian's eyes became deep. He raised his foot lightly, and the tip of his leather shoe, which was stained with dust, kicked Zhong Ling mercilessly.
"Don't want to?" He sneered, pausing after each word, "Then get out."
Shen Nian's lips were dyed a bright red by the alcohol, and even though the words coming out of her mouth were cold and contemptuous, those lips looked very sweet.
Hearing this, Zhong Ling laughed very lightly.
His eyes were fixed on Zhong Ling's beautiful and sexy lips like a needle tip, and he leaned towards him slightly with a strong sense of oppression.
"Brother," he said in a very low voice, not backing down or giving in, "but I haven't conquered your mouth that loves to attack people yet."
Before he finished speaking, the boy had already raised his hand and placed it on the back of the young man's head without any doubt.
He pressed down mercilessly, bending his proudly raised neck.
Then, he kissed him fiercely on the lips.
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