The Wealthy Husband

Qi Ling looked at the closed door, and there was a slight smile on his face. He took a wet tissue from the drawer and wiped his hand carefully. It was not unpleasant. The fragrance of rose seed oil was not unpleasant. Give the room a little more ambiguous atmosphere.

The smile at the corner of Qi Ling's mouth became more and more unable to take it back because of thinking of Ding Cheng's panic.

It’s a good day, no, it’s a good day.

Qi Ling thought this way, and lay down first, but he waited for nearly twenty minutes, before Ding Cheng came out of it, Qi Ling raised his eyebrows slightly, and shouted in the direction of the bathroom, "Ding Cheng... "

Ding Cheng in the bathroom didn't feel the passage of time at all. His head was confused and confused. He washed his face and went to the bathroom. The original strong reaction finally disappeared because his mind was offline.

But reason gradually returned, and Ding Cheng no longer knew how to go back to Qiling.

"I, I'm..." Ding Cheng stomped his feet in the bathroom, thinking that Qi Ling might need him, his scalp numb, he opened the door, and then he saw Qi Ling who was lying down raising his hand at him.

"Come and sleep."

come over? sleep? Is Qi Ling really not tempting him? No longer pure anymore, Ding Cheng instantly replenished 10,000 words of Xiao Huangwen. He gritted his teeth, almost walked to the bed with his hands and feet, turned off the light and lay down quickly.

The darkness gave him a sense of security, and by the way, he was also criticizing himself in his head. He didn't know who Qi Ling was, how could he think of Qi Ling so much.

But he didn't know the interesting smile on Qi Ling's face beside him. Ding Chengruo would not criticize himself so deeply when he saw Qi Ling's smile. That sentence was indeed made by Qi Ling deliberately to tease Ding Cheng again.

"Cheng Cheng, good night..." Qi Ling whispered, and actively moved to Ding Cheng's side. He crossed Ding Cheng's chest and straightened the quilt on his side, and then he seemed to accidentally touch Ding Cheng. Hold the raised hand just like this.

He closed his eyes, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth, "Go to sleep."

"Well, um...good night," Ding Cheng's hand was held, and all the messy thoughts disappeared. He turned his head and stared at Qi Ling with wide eyes, but except for the faint outline, he looked at everything else. Not sure.

But then he felt the temperature of Qi Ling's cheeks. They were very close, and he could feel the heat exhaled from Qi Ling's breath. Did he accidentally move over, or Qi Ling moved over by himself?

"Why, can't you sleep?" Qi Ling closed his eyes and asked in a whisper. He held Ding Cheng's hand and let go, and then landed on Ding Cheng's waist, tightened slightly, almost half embracing the person in his arms.

"No, I can fall asleep," Ding Cheng responded softly and turned to his side, and then his hands were wrapped around Qi Ling's waist, his mouth|opened open to the end and said the words." Um... I didn't mean it just now."

For a long time, Ding Cheng’s liking for Qi Ling was more manifested in the spiritual level. He never dared to go to Qi Ling more. The reaction was also very honest.

In fact, he thought about it, but it happened that Qi Ling found out, Ding Cheng couldn't accept it, he was afraid that Qi Ling's impression of him would be destroyed, and he was also afraid that Qi Ling would think he was despicable.

"Well, I know," Qi Ling replied in a low voice. He slipped his hand to Ding Cheng's back and patted him, "You are young and normal."

Ding Cheng was only 21 years old, and he was only 22 years old after the Chinese New Year. It was really healthy, not to mention that he worked so hard to rub his thigh for so long, and there was no reaction, and Qi Ling felt abnormal. Woolen cloth.

But Ding Cheng's reaction was so big that Qi Ling didn't expect it.

Ding Cheng heard that there was more heat on his face, but Qi Ling's soothing was effective, and the awkwardness in his heart finally disappeared. He continued to kowtow and asked, "You, don't you mind?"

He liked Qi Ling, and he wished Qi Ling all kinds of "thinking" about him, but he would mind everyone except Qi Ling. If Qi Ling likes him too, he shouldn't mind. If he doesn't like him, then he will definitely mind.

"Fortunately," Qi Ling really didn't mind after thinking about it, perhaps because of their existing marriage, perhaps because of Ding Cheng himself, or both.

"Alright... okay?" Ding Cheng frowned when he heard the words. He wanted to find out if Qi Ling liked his Ding Cheng, but he was confused by this "okay"...that is to mind the difference between liking and disliking him, so Do you like it or not...

"...I don't mind," Qi Ling followed Ding Cheng's softly doubts, thought about it a little more carefully, and gave Ding Cheng an accurate answer, and he himself was surprised by the answer.

Don't mind... he doesn't mind because of Ding Cheng.

They didn’t talk anymore, they thought about it for a while, and they hugged each other until dawn. The next day they had a tacit understanding and didn’t mention what happened last night, but Qi Ling laughed a lot, Ding Cheng was There is discovery.

Even if Qi Ling was laughing at him, Ding Cheng felt it was worth it, because Qi Ling's smile was too rare all the time.

From this day to the weekend of this week, Ding Cheng and Qi Ling were separated in the downstairs of the community, and then Qi Ling went to pick him up. The relationship between the two people was getting warmer, and it seemed that they were almost able to enter another stage.

"I asked Su Ya to ask for leave for me today. I will accompany you to Dr. Jiang in the morning, and in the afternoon you will accompany me to see Grandpa and Dad, okay?" Ding Cheng came out of the kitchen with his apron, and he still had it in his hand. Two drawers of Xiaolongbao.

This was delivered from Ding's house yesterday, and Ding Cheng put it in the freezer for storage. The quantity delivered was large enough for them to eat for three to five days.

As he said, he put the dumplings on the table, then turned around and fetched two cups of warmed milk from the kitchen.

Qi Ling pushed aside the laptop and pushed the wheelchair over by himself. He picked up the hot steamed dumplings and nodded to Ding Cheng, before speaking again, he had breakfast first.

Ding Cheng glanced at Qi Ling secretly, then gave him a few more plates, "There is still in the refrigerator, not enough for me to heat it up."

"Yeah," Qi Ling nodded. He raised his eyes and looked at Ding Cheng for a moment. He raised his hand and picked up the tissue beside him, gently wiping the milk stain on the corner of Ding Cheng's mouth before he lowered his head to continue eating.

When Ding Cheng was filling the steamed buns, he couldn't help feeling the corners of his mouth, glanced at the milk, took another sip, and asked Qi Ling to rub him again. Then in his continued struggle, Qi Ling had already Waiting for him after eating.

Ding Cheng sighed in his heart, as he was convinced by himself. He stuffed the last small steamed bun, took the milk and drank it all in one breath. He turned his head unconsciously, and hit Qi Ling's eyes as expected, and then Qi Ling really wiped him.

The paper towel was pressed against the corner of his mouth, and the temperature of Qi Ling’s fingers... Ding Cheng’s face turned red again, and for a moment he wanted to hold Qi Ling’s fingers in|, but fortunately the string of reason was still tense and he didn’t let him make it. This Meng Lang thing comes.

"I, I'm going to clean up..."

Ding Cheng carried his rebellious little heart to clean up the tableware, while Qi Ling looked at his hands and smiled lightly. The corners of his mouth were shallow from the corners of his eyebrows, but his smile was very real and beautiful.

Qi Ling's smile was much more natural than when he had just woke up and at this time, and this kind of smile was brought to him by Ding Cheng.

Ding Cheng glanced back and glanced at Qi Ling who was smiling like this. He stared blankly for a long time before turning around to clean up, and then he laughed himself.

Perhaps, if they can live like this, if Qi Ling started to like him, there is really no need to explore so much.