Chapter 61 Swap Games

Don't look. "

As if the emotions he was trying to hide were suddenly discovered and then gave up covering up, Mu Qing turned his head to avoid Yu Yifeng's hand touching him, raised his arm to wipe away the tears, and opened the car door: "It's fine if you are here. ,I go first."

"Click."

The door lock notification sound followed his words. Mu Qing's hand had already touched the car door beside him, but the car door didn't move at all. He looked at Yu Yifeng in astonishment, but the latter did not explain his behavior, but restarted the car and drove directly into the underground parking lot of their community.

It was too late, half of the lights in the parking lot had gone out, and only half of the lights in key locations remained on. After Yu Yifeng turned off the car lights, the light in the parking space became increasingly dim, and even at a close distance, it was difficult to see the expressions on the faces of the people around him.

"clatter!"

The sound of the seat belt retracting under the seat came from beside him. Mu Qing couldn't see the expression on Yu Yifeng's face, but a sense of crisis instinctively rose deep in his heart.

He really squeezed his thigh and squeezed out tears just now, trying to stimulate Yu Yifeng to do something further, but he never planned to let this "what" happen in the underground parking lot.

Mu Qing stepped back subconsciously, but it was too late to regret it now.

But Yu Yifeng didn't let him escape, grabbed Mu Qing's wrist and dragged him to him, bowed his head and kissed the corners of his still wet eyes.

Yu Yifeng's movements were gentle, but Mu Qing didn't intend to accompany him here, so he exerted a little strength, struggling to refuse to cooperate with him: "Yu Yifeng! What are you doing? You let—"

Before Mu Qing could finish his words, he was blocked by Yu Yifeng.

The struggle was suppressed, and the scorching kiss sealed his unfinished words. Yu Yifeng seemed to have suddenly lost his patience, and forcefully pried open his teeth, almost violently raging in his mouth.

In the eyes of Yu Yifeng at this moment, any struggle and resistance of Mu Qing are stinging his nerves.

He unconsciously tightened his grip on Mu Qing's hands, kissing Mu Qing almost as if venting his anger, until the person he suppressed couldn't bear the pain, and bit his lip ferociously with his mouth, forcing him to let go of himself .

"Yu Yifeng! Are you crazy?"

The corner of Mu Qing's mouth was ripped apart by Yu Yifeng's rude movement just now. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it. He frowned and let out a small hiss. He was about to say something when Yu Yifeng suddenly stretched out his hand. , untied Mu Qing's belt.

"You—ah!"

Mu Qing was embarrassedly pressed under Yu Yifeng, and the man who imprisoned him leaned over from above and whispered into his ear, "Mu Qing, why did you cry just now?"

Yu Yifeng turned his head and gently kissed his earlobe: "Who are you thinking about when you cry?"

His voice was soft and lingering, like a secret message between lovers, but Mu Qing didn't want to continue entanglement with him here, so he didn't answer his question immediately, just tried his best to push him away.

The silent resistance and the unanswered question once again stimulated Yu Yifeng's nerves, but he didn't do anything else, just quickened the movements in his hands, but stopped at the most critical moment: "Say, Who are you thinking about?"

Mu Qing was holding it up and down, it was extremely uncomfortable, seeing that he was going to threaten himself with this matter, anger rose from his heart, and even tears that had not stopped for a long time overflowed from the corners of his eyes: "I have nothing but to do. Who else can you think of!"

The moment he blurted out the words in a crying voice, Yu Yifeng's palm suddenly tightened, giving the person in his arms the most direct stimulation.

Yu Yifeng released his hand, tidied up Mu Qing's clothes, hugged the person in his arms and whispered comfort, until his back stopped shaking, and then repeated the question: "Are you really thinking of me?"

"Otherwise?" Mu Qing leaned against his arms, but his tone was not soft, "Who do you think I can think of? Or do you want me to sleep next to you and think of others?"

He raised his head and glanced at Yu Yifeng, and said coldly, "Are you sick or am I sick?"

Yu Yifeng still couldn't believe it, and asked again: "Really?"

Mu Qing didn't want to talk to him at all, but Yu Yifeng reluctantly came up to him, wanting to hear his answer: "Really? Is it true?"

He was chattering constantly, and Mu Qing was very annoyed. He raised his head and was about to say "fake", but when he met Yu Yifeng's gaze, Mu Qing's heart suddenly "squeaked".

Yu Yifeng looked at himself with a gaze that was not as gentle as his voice, but stared straight at him without blinking, focused and paranoid, waiting for his answer with an almost crazy emotion.

Mu Qing suddenly sighed softly.

He stretched his hand around Yu Yifeng's neck, and responded to him gently: "Of course it's true."

"real?"

"Um."

In the quiet car, there were only two people breathing close at hand. Yu Yifeng's nerves that had been tense for a day were comforted by the embrace of the person in his arms, and he relaxed unconsciously.

Bright lights swept across the front of the car, and residents of the same community who returned home late passed by, illuminating the area.

Yu Yifeng let go of the person in his arms as if he had just woken up from a dream, and turned on the lights in the car.

Mu Qing's eyes couldn't stand the stimulation of the strong light, so he closed it subconsciously for a moment, and when he opened it again, he found that Yu Yifeng had returned to his usual appearance when he looked at him, but there seemed to be a little... ...perturbed?

Although Yu Yifeng's emotions just went out of control for a short time, his memory was not broken. After calming down, he looked at the mess on Mu Qing's body, and only felt an embarrassment from the soles of his feet to the sky. He wanted to make Mu Qing's memory disappear on the spot. .

It's a pity that he has no magic, and Mu Qing's memory has always been very good.

Yu Yifeng struggled for a moment, thinking about whether to apologize first or admit his mistake first, but the person sitting beside him suddenly laughed.

Mu Qing quickly sorted out his clothes, looked at him and said, "Yu Yifeng, let's exchange something?"

Yu Yifeng asked subconsciously, "What to exchange?"

"The reason." Mu Qing said, "How about you tell me the reason why you were so abnormal just now, and I also tell you the reason why I cried?"

Yu Yifeng looked at his still red eyes, looked at the hands that had gently hugged him just now, and nodded lightly: "Okay."

A cat sleeping on all sides, two people sitting opposite each other, three bottles of juice.

Yu Yifeng looked down at the juice Mu Qing put on the table, frowning: "Why three bottles?"

"Because I just consumed water, I'm going to drink two bottles."

What he said made sense, but Yu Yifeng couldn't refute it, so he silently opened the bottle cap for him and put it in front of him.

Mu Qing looked at Yu Yifeng's patient and meticulous movements, but did not immediately pick up the juice, but looked at Yu Yifeng and smiled quietly: "Have you heard anything particularly interesting recently?"

Yu Yifeng unscrewed another bottle of drink for a while, then looked up at Mu Qing: "What do you mean?"

"It's something different from usual that makes you feel surprised, shocked, or—" Mu Qing's tone paused, and then added with a smile, "Something that makes you feel like you've been deceived."

Yu Yifeng put down his drink and looked at him from a distance of a table: "Why ask this."

Mu Qing still smiled, but the smile was shaky: "Because I think you should already know."

He said slowly and word by word, "My past."

Next time, I will choose the sun time update (probably)