Originally, there was no pressure for Ji Li to call his brother, but now Qi Muchu suddenly put his arms around his waist, and his gaze was pressing on him, which made him feel a little bit difficult.

The temperature inside the car was slightly higher, the sound of rain outside did not spread into the garage, and the wet and freezing rain smell in the car seemed to be dissipated by the warm and ambiguous temperature.

In Ji Li's breath, there was only the faint fragrance of grass and trees from Qi Muchu's body.

"...I'm telling you the truth."

He pushed Qi Muchu on top of him, only to realize that the carriage was only this big, but he was half down on the seat, restrained by the other party in a strange posture.

After a push, there was no push, instead, Qi Muchu asked: "Isn't what we're talking about serious now?"

The voice is hoarse and seductive.

Ji Li: "...It seems that it is not so serious. Uh..."

His lips were pecked again.

Qi Muchu said: "Well, then let's not talk about it."

Ji Li: "?"

Qi Muchu's hand was cold before, but now it became warm.

But when that hand got into his clothes from a strange angle, Ji Li still shuddered and looked at him in shock.

...So not talking about it means just doing it?

Mr. Qi is indeed a vigorous and resolute activist.

Ji Li curled up slightly, remembering that Qi Muchu's palms and backs were cold when he was in Feng's house just now, he couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

Qi Muchu's hands are always dry and warm, when were they so cold?

... It's just that last time, when the other party came to find him in the school in the rain, it was also with a chill all over his body.

Ah, Mr. Qi was not calm twice, it was rainy day...

Ji Li's eyes straightened a little, and he remembered that although Qi Muchu said it lightly, he might really not remember how painful it was.

But back then, it really took two months of training to get up.

...And at that time, Mr. Qi was lonely and had no one to take care of him...

Ji Li's eyelids trembled, and suddenly he heard Qi Muchu calling him in his ear: "wife?"

He turned his eyes to meet the other's eyes, and Qi Muchu looked at him very intently.

The other party touches the end of his eyes again.

Ji Li heard him ask: "What are you thinking?"

Qi Muchu slightly hooked the corners of his lips, as if joking, and couldn't help pinching his wife's smooth cheeks: "So engrossed. You can't even seduce your husband in front of you?"

"I'm thinking……"

Ji Li's eyes trembled a little.

While looking at each other, he actively hugged Mr. Qi's waist, narrowing the distance between the two of them again.

Ji Li: "I want you to be happy. Never, never be alone."

"..."

This time it was Qi Muchu who was stunned.

Ji Li also took the opportunity to gaze deeply at the other person's face and facial features, trying to remember the other person's face forever.

Before that, he had never hated himself so much for being face-blind.

I obviously have a photographic memory for everything, but my brain can't image it, and I can't imagine my lover's face out of thin air...

After thinking about it, Ji Li raised his jaw slightly, and put his lips on the other's brow.

...first between the eyebrows, then the bridge of the nose and eyelids, and then move down...

He seems to have an addiction.

While Qi Muchu was stunned, touch and kiss little by little, tirelessly.

Ji Li looked serious.

It's the same seriousness with him when doing experiments or doing other favorite things.

Qi Muchu maintained the posture of embracing the young man, half-supporting his body and hanging above the other party throughout the whole process. He remained motionless, allowing the other party to move, and only blindly looked at the young man's eyebrows and eyes, with a gentle and indulgent expression.

finally.

Ji Li's kiss moved from the cheek to the corner of the lips.

... "Boom."

He put a stick on Qi Muchu's lips.

The refreshing woody fragrance was lingering, don't know what to think of, tears appeared at the end of the young man's eyes, and Ji Li's lips trembled again.

Qi Muchu took a heavy breath.

His eyelids trembled, and in the next moment, he followed the direction the other party left, and held those two slightly trembling lips.

...

"Honey, you hooked me up again."

After an unknown amount of time, the first voice in the carriage resounded again, and it was Qi Muchu's hoarse voice.

Both of them were breathing heavily.

Qi Muchu wiped away the teardrops at the end of the young man's eyes again, and kissed them again distressedly, wanting to say that he is already very happy and not alone.

But at this time, he heard Ji Li's low "hmm".

Qi Muchu raised his eyes, his eyes darkened: "Huh?"

"Um."

Ji Li was too lazy to move, unable to move under the pressure, so he simply hooked the other's arm lazily with one hand: "...I'm just hooking you."

At the end, Professor Ji still couldn't hold back, turned his eyes away, and really wanted to say how Mr. Qi became so stupid.

However, in the next moment, his other hand grabbed the leather seat on the car violently.

"Ahh!"

...

Ji Li felt that he couldn't bear to mutter about anything.

It seems that from the day when he was inexplicably curious about how he and Qi Muchu would be in the car..., it was destined to have today...

...

Suddenly remembered that the last time I cried, it was also in the car.

That time, they knew that someone from the Feng family might have been involved in Qi Muchu's car accident.This time, he knew the injury the other party had suffered.

Why does Qi Muchu always have a way to earn his tears?

...

In the narrow compartment, Professor Ji cried uncontrollably.

"Little crying bag, weeping into tears."

With an extremely soft and gentle voice, Qi Muchu's slender fingers slid across the young man's cheek, and finally stopped on the little mole of tears.

Gently wiped the corners of the young man's eyes, although he was joking, there was a lot of distress in his tone.

Ji Li: "...Then you still, uh, don't let me down."

Qi Muchu stabilized his waist with one hand.

"Sorry, the space in the car is still too narrow, and I can't do anything else, so I can only feel wronged and sit on me."

Ji Li: "Whoa, whoa!"

... At the beginning, Ji Li still felt sorry for Mr. Qi, wishing to sacrifice himself to him.

Later, Ji Li felt that he should feel sorry for himself...

Ok.

Sacrifice does not have to be in the car!

Fortunately, Mr. Qi was always Mr. Qi, not so overwhelmed and irrational. After a while, Ji Li was carried back into the room by him.

Putting the young man with rosy complexion on the bed, Ji Li immediately curled up into a ball like a cooked shrimp.

Qi Muchu stood by the window, pulling his tie roughly.

Ji Li: "..."

I suddenly felt that the night was too long and I might not be able to bear it.

...

At night, Ji Li leaned against Qi Muchu's arms, and once again stroked Qi Muchu's cheek with his fingers, stroking carefully inch by inch.

Qi Muchu let him touch her all the time.

It's just that when it passed his lips, Ji Li let out an "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"" - his fingers were suddenly caught in his mouth, which startled him.

Qi Muchu smiled, took his hand to comfort him, and said, "Lili seems to like touching my face very much today."

"Uh-huh."

Ji Li didn't deny it, and said, "Touch it a few more times, and you'll remember it."

In the darkness, Qi Muchu's eyes suddenly widened slightly: "Huh?"

Ji Li simply turned around and leaned on him: "I can't remember if I look at it with my eyes."

"Oh?" Qi Muchu pressed his hand on his heart, the corners of his lips fluttering.

He heard Professor Ji say in a very serious voice: "Touch and kiss more, I will remember it."

"...what do you want to remember, baby?"

Although he understood, Qi Muchu still couldn't help asking and confirming.

Ji Li was also unambiguous, with a clear and clear voice: "Remember...your appearance."

The author has something to say:

Professor Ji: Although I am face blind, I can remember the 3D version!"Akimbo"

Mr. Qi: ... Crazy heartbeat.

My family is still ill. I have been hospitalized and transferred to other hospitals in the past two days, and I am in a hurry to save my manuscript. Today is a bit short.The end of the original plan is still the same, at most a few days of delay will not delay too long, during this period, each chapter will randomly drop small red envelopes, I sometimes forget to say, friends, remember to leave a message =w=