Dousha Bao

Liu Heng bowed his back, the arc of the back was beautiful and strong, the warm water slapped on the back, and the hot air diffused in the bathroom.

He gasped for a few breaths and lifted his hands to wipe the water off his face. The more obvious and uncontrollable xia's body felt, he took a deep breath, one arm propped against the tile wall, and the other hand slowly moved down .

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Liu Heng was trembling with muscles all over his body, and spray an kept accumulating and tumbling. His arms on the wall supported the full weight of the body, and his head was against the wall. He finally breathed out slowly and relaxed all the trembling muscles.

The water from the shower head slapped on Liu Heng's broad shoulders, and there was a mist in the bathroom. Liu Heng felt that his breath was sultry, and even after it was released, he still felt that it was not enough-it was not the case, it should not be the case.

Liu Heng slowly straightened up, shampooed and bathed. When he touched the bottom, he could feel that the piece was still hard and could not soften. Liu Heng rubbed two randomly and felt a lot more comfortable after washing away the foam.

There was no exhaust fan in the bathroom, and the faint smell smelled in the warm air. Liu Heng frowned and turned on the exhaust fan switch while holding a dry towel. He wrapped a large bath towel around his waist as usual and stood Wipe your head in front of the mirror. The mirror was full of mist. Liu Heng raised his hand and wiped it, and saw his red eyes in the mirror full of water vapor.

He breathed out of his nose, bent his arms, and bowed his head on the washstand. It took him a long time to look at himself in the mirror.

He straightened his body, slowly wiped his head with a towel in front of the mirror, and finally smiled ridiculously at the person in the mirror-there are some ideas that you can't control.

Liu Heng wiped his body clean, cleaned up in the bathroom, opened the door and went out.

He was not wearing clothes, a large bath towel wrapped around his waist, and no water was dripping down without combing his head.

He turned off the light indifferently and walked out of the bathroom without turning back to his room. He turned downstairs and looked at him as he passed the bean paste room, his expression serious and calm.

He went downstairs without entering the study, and opened a floor-to-ceiling window of the large balcony. The breeze in the middle of the night blew in with cool air, and the hem of the shaded white gauze curtain swayed with the wind. Liu Heng turned off all the floor lights in the hall and sat alone on the sand.

He picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table and took out a cigarette and put it on his lips, and the lighter "snapped" in the silence with a light blue light mass.

Liu Heng tilted his legs and sat alone in the silent living room at night, smoking silently. The wind blew in from the window sill, blowing down the smell of smoke in the room, but he couldn't dilute the lurking in Liu Heng's heart. Idea.

He sat quietly alone, occasionally smoking a cigarette, looking out the window, and occasionally playing with a lighter in his hand. I don't know what time it is now, and I don't want to go back to the room to sleep. He knows that now he only has to lie down, and it is estimated that there is only one person's face flashing with his brain.

Frontal and sideways, drooping, cheeky lips, indifferent...

He thought he must not be able to sleep tonight. He had to think about something thoroughly before the sun rose tomorrow before he could make a decision. This is very important. He is always accustomed to use reason to understand some things, and keep the development of things within a broad range as much as possible, so as to be at ease.

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Wang Yincheng entered the bean paste room and closed the door gently. The clothes in his hand were placed on a shelf at the door and he walked lightly to the bed.

The floor lamp was on, and Doudou lay on the bed sideways with his hips back to the door, and a large piece of clothing was lifted from the back of the waist, revealing a small, fleshy waist.

Quietly in the room, Wang Yincheng could hear the snuff of the child after he fell asleep, one by one, just like a kitten.

Wang Yincheng slowly walked to the bed and sat down, bent down to get closer to the child, reached out and touched the child's soft head, and yelled the child's name in his ear: "Bean paste~"

In the sleep of Doudou, he muttered his mouth, his eyelashes were trembling, and his small hand was half fisted, and he raised it and rubbed it on the bed sheet.

Wang Yincheng softened a piece of his heart. He stretched out his hand and slowly raised one of the child's arms, slowly holding the child in half to take off the outer coat, revealing a white cotton t-shirt inside.

Doudan opened his eyes in confusion, squinted to see a face he liked so much, smirked a little, his small fist rubbed on the seat of Wang Yincheng’s chest, his head resting on his arm, murmured Say something.

Wang Yincheng didn't hear clearly. He looked at the child while dragging his pants. Bean paste glared at his legs. He looked at the person before he was half awake. He suddenly threw himself into Wang Yincheng's arms and rubbed his head against Wang Yincheng's chest.

Wang Yincheng was so funny and helpless that he waited for the child to rub it enough before dragging his little pants aside.

The light of the floor lamp was warm yellow and very dark. Wang Yincheng took off the bean paste pants, and at a glance, he noticed that the bean paste little **** was covered with pink **** with a bright pattern.

Wang Yincheng chuckled and laughed.

Wang Yincheng lay down holding the bean paste and opened the quilt to cover the two. The bed of bean paste was not big, but the adult was just holding the child in the nest.

Bean paste curled up in Wang Yincheng's arms, his head resting on Wang Yincheng's shoulders, seemed to fall asleep again, snorting, and drooling slightly with his mouth open.

Wang Yincheng was lying in this small bedroom with his baby, and suddenly felt very trance in his heart. Happiness came suddenly, and he never dared to expect anything, all of a sudden, it was so smooth and overwhelming.

A warm-colored floor lamp was lit in the room, as if warming Wang Yincheng's heart. Wang Yincheng closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes soon became wet.

Doudan opened his eyes suddenly at this time, and the tea golden eyes were bright in the dark. He lifted his neck and kissed on Wang Yincheng's cheek, and Pink Dudu's mouth fell into his cheek.

Wang Yincheng shuddered and kissed the child's forehead and head with his eyes closed.

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Wang Yincheng's sleep is actually very shallow. He always wakes up with dry mouth in the middle of the night. Today, it is the same as Doudou. He suddenly wakes up at midnight and wants to drink water.

Wang Yin came to want to endure, afraid of waking up the bean paste, but he was so uncomfortable that he slowly got up and lifted the quilt.

Wang Yincheng looked around and didn't see the drinking glass, so he opened the door and went out. The ground lamp downstairs had been turned off, and the whole hall was dark.

Wang Yincheng closed the door softly, turned downstairs, and suddenly smelled a faint smell of tobacco. For a moment, he paused at the stairs and his pupils adjusted to the darkness of the hall before slowly seeing that there was actually a man sitting on the sand downstairs in the hall.

Liu Heng turned his back to himself and sat silently on the sand.

Liu Heng heard footsteps and turned his head in the dark, said lightly: "Wake up?"

Wang Yincheng stepped forward: "Is there water?"

Liu Heng: "On the right hand side, on the dining table."

"Thank you." Wang Yincheng didn't find a light switch, and walked up to the edge of the table to pour himself a glass of water and sip.

Liu Heng looked at Wang Yincheng's figure in the dark. Wang Yincheng turned and took a glass and walked to the edge of the sand. He sat down on the sand next to Liu Heng. Only a short distance later showed that Liu Heng was not wearing clothes, and Xia was surrounded by a bath towel. Shirtless.

auzw.com There was another silence between the two.

Liu Heng did not smoke and looked out the window and said, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wang Yincheng: "No." Pause: "Thank you."

Liu Heng: "You don't have to thank me, I am also for bean paste."

Wang Yincheng: "If you have anything to say, you can say it directly."

Liu Heng turned his head and the two stared at each other in the dark. In fact, no one could see the meaning in each other's eyes. Liu Heng knew that Wang Yincheng was very clever. He never asked for no reason. Knowing where you are and don’t want to ask for more.

With a sigh in his heart, Liu Heng suddenly thought of the contract, and the calmness of Wang Yincheng when he signed the contract, as if completely expected. Wang Yincheng said, if you have anything you want to say, you can say it directly, which means that he can pay whatever price he has to pay or what requirements he must fulfill.

However, Liu Heng thought to himself, what can he ask now? He has marked all the things he can think of on the contract. Wang Yincheng agreed without any objection. What can he mention now?

Liu Heng suddenly felt a little flustered, and the various irritability and unexpected emotions facing Wang Yincheng came again.

"No." Liu Heng finally said: "No."

"Isn't it?" Wang Yincheng sat on the sand with his eyes dangling, holding a glass in his hand. "But I have." He raised his eyes and looked at Liu Heng in the dark.

Liu Heng was shocked, and Wang Yincheng said lightly: "I hope that we will never have too much trouble between us, even if some inexplicable relationship is involved, both people can maintain the necessary distance."

Wang Yincheng refers to Zhou Yi'an. He doesn't know the relationship between Zhou Yi'an and Liu Heng. Although Zhou Yi'an said that he is single, there are very few people in the **** circle who are clean and self-sufficient. The two of them are not couples and may have other relationships.

Wang Yincheng is very indifferent in this respect, and he has nothing to do with him. He will not talk and talk. There is a bean paste between him and Liu Heng. At that time, he and Zhou Yian had nothing more than that. He would not ask more about Zhou Yian and Liu Heng.

He only cares about bean paste, saying a word in advance is just a vaccination. After all, the three people are in the same city, and they will probably encounter it in the future. He is now only thankful that Liu Heng and Zhou Yi'an are not in a relationship. If so, the relationship is too complicated.

Wang Yincheng looked at Liu Heng and waited for Liu Heng’s answer. Originally, he thought he should have said these things as Liu Heng wanted. After all, Liu Heng was a businessman, and gain and loss was a question that he would always think about. He thought Liu Heng Having your own circle, you should not want to intervene in his life because of a child between them.

However, Liu Heng looked at him and silently spit out two words: "No!"

Wang Yincheng: "..."

"What?" Wang Yincheng froze.

Liu Heng glanced at Wang Yincheng in the dark, turned his head and continued to look out the window, squinting his eyes, yes, he said no, he felt that it was too late to say that it was too late, even if there was that contract, Liu Heng I feel that there is no intersection between them except the children.

The feeling was too obvious, the face that kept appearing in his mind, his voice and expression, and every sentence he said. He has absolutely no way to control it.

At this moment Liu Heng suddenly let go of his heart, he finally no longer entangled, with choice, made a decision.

He raised his hands in the dark and wiped his face, and said again: "No."

Wang Yincheng looked at Liu Heng: "what does it mean?"

Liu Heng sat back on the back of the sand, with his arms open on the sand handrail, with a vague oppression: "No means that you have entered my life."

Liu Heng's words were obscure. Wang Yincheng didn't understand. He thought it was because of himself that he broke the original coordination of this family and made many things different. He just wanted to speak, but Liu Heng got upstairs.

"sleep early."

Liu Heng didn't make it clear. He knew that Wang Yincheng didn't understand what he meant. He thought it didn't matter. He had already made a choice and understood what he should do, what he should give up and what he should grasp. Before he deals with some things, he will not make clear to Wang Yincheng.

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After returning to the room, Liu Heng took the mobile phone and sent a text message to Zhou Yi'an [Do you have time tomorrow? Have a meal at noon, I have something to tell you. 】

Liu Heng was originally just a text message. I didn’t expect Zhou Yi'an to reply quickly [Okay, I have something to tell you. 】

After reading the text message, Liu Heng threw the phone on the table and turned off the light to sleep.

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This evening was a dramatic change.

Dousha and Wang Yincheng met, and the father and son knew each other to sleep in a bed, so beautiful that they were all pink bubbles.

Liu Heng finally wanted to understand what the palpitations and hopes were hidden in his heart. He also understood the infinite desire in his heart, made a choice, and began to take action.

During a meeting with Zhou Yi'an and Lao Liu, he finally learned what was happening in those days. He drove back all the way and shut himself up in the room to drink.

He was desperate in pain, his soul was shaking, and his mind was over and over again when he was abroad, when Wang Yincheng stood in front of himself with a smile and said goodbye to himself.

He drank glass after glass of red wine, trying to intoxicate himself, and want to make him feel less sad. He lay on the ground with his head in his ears. Over and over again, old Liu's angry questioning and scolding were repeated, and his brain automatically played Wang Yin, which became his torture and embarrassment after he went abroad.

He was lying on the ground, surrounded by wine bottles. He wanted to intoxicate himself, but his brain became clearer after a cup.

He bowed his head and snarled, his eyes burst into tears, his mouth murmured-Yin Cheng.

He has been lying on the floor, slowly quieting down, tears flowing down the corners of his eyes, all feelings are painful, no self-blame can make him forgive himself, only Wang Yincheng back and forth in his mind.

In the middle of the night, the mobile phone thrown on the floor suddenly flashed twice, Zhou Yian raised his eyes, slowly grabbed the mobile phone and glanced at it, it was Liu Heng’s text message [Do you have time tomorrow? Have a meal at noon, I have something to tell you. 】

Zhou Yi'an sat up slowly because his fingers were shaking when he was drunk, but he still sent SMS to Liu Heng without hesitation [OK, I have something to tell you. 】

After replying to the text message, he staggered up and walked out of the room holding the wall. It was useless to blame himself. He thought that all the mistakes were his, and all the hardships should be borne by himself, but someone took it for him. .

He thought he was a scumbag, when he gave up such a beautiful person, what can he remedy now? What can you recall?

He doesn't know, but he wants to try it.

The author has something to say: It’s a little late today, everyone!