meet on slag road

Chapter 61 Exchange Game

don't look. "

As if the emotion he was trying to hide was suddenly discovered and he gave up covering it up, Mu Qing turned his head away from Yu Yifeng's hand touching him, raised his arm to wipe away his tears, and was about to open the car door: "It's good that you stay here ,I go first."

"Click."

The notification sound of the car door being locked followed his words, and Mu Qing's hand had already touched the car door beside him, but the car door did not 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 now, half of the lights in the parking lot had gone out, and only half of the key lights were still on.After Yu Yifeng turned off the car lights, the light in the parking space became increasingly dim. 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 being retracted under the seat came from beside him. Mu Qing couldn't see the expression on Yu Yifeng's face, but deep down in his heart instinctively felt a sense of crisis.

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

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

But Yu Yifeng didn't allow him to escape, he directly grabbed Mu Qing's wrist and dragged him to the front, lowered his head and kissed the wet corners of his eyes.

Yu Yifeng's movements were gentle, but Mu Qing didn't intend to play around with him here, so he exerted a little bit of strength, struggling and refusing to cooperate with him: "Yu Yifeng! What are you going to do? You let—"

Before Mu Qing could finish his sentence, Yu Yifeng stopped him.

The struggle was suppressed, and the burning kiss sealed his unfinished words.Yu Yifeng seemed to lose his patience suddenly, forcefully opened his jaw, and ravaged him almost roughly.

In Yu Yifeng's eyes at this moment, any struggle and resistance of Mu Qing is hurting his nerves.

He tightened his grip on Mu Qing's hands unconsciously, and kissed Mu Qing almost to vent his anger, until the person suppressed by him couldn't bear the pain, opened his mouth and bit his lip hard, forcing him to let go .

"Yu Yifeng! Are you crazy?"

The corner of Mu Qing's mouth was broken by Yu Yifeng's rough action just now. He stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it. He frowned and let out a small hiss. Just as he was about to say something, Yu Yifeng suddenly stretched out his hand , Untied Mu Qing's belt.

"You—ah!"

Mu Qing was crushed under Yu Yifeng's body in embarrassment, and the man who imprisoned him leaned over from above and whispered into his ear, "Mu Qing, why were you crying just now?"

Yu Yifeng turned his head and kissed his earlobe tenderly: "When you cry, who are you thinking about?"

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

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

Mu Qing stood here restlessly, feeling extremely uncomfortable, seeing that he was threatening himself with this matter, anger rose from his heart, and even the tears that had not been stopped for a long time overflowed from the corners of his eyes: "I can't save you You, who else can you think of!"

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

Yu Yifeng let go of his hand, tidied up Mu Qing's clothes, hugged him in his arms and comforted him in a low voice, until his back stopped trembling, then asked again and again: "Are you really thinking about me?"

"Otherwise?" Mu Qing leaned in his arms, but her tone was not soft, "Who do you think I can miss? Or do you want me to sleep next to you, thinking about others?"

He raised his head and glanced at Yu Yifeng, and said coldly, "Is it you who is sick or me?"

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 approached him reluctantly, wanting to hear his answer: "Is it true? Is it true?"

Mu Qing was so annoyed by his chatter, she raised her head and was about to say "fake" to him, but when she met Yu Yifeng's gaze, Mu Qing suddenly gave a "thump" in her heart.

Yu Yifeng looked at himself not as gentle as his voice, but stared at him straight and unblinking, focused and paranoid, with almost crazy emotions, waiting for his answer.

Mu Qing suddenly sighed softly.

He put his arms around Yu Yifeng's neck, and responded gently: "Of course it's true."

"Really?"

"Ah."

In the quiet car, there was only the sound of the breathing of two people close at hand. Yu Yifeng's nerves, which had been tense all day, were soothed by the active embrace of the person in his arms, and he relaxed unconsciously.

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

Yu Yifeng let go of the person in his arms as if waking 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 they closed them subconsciously for a moment, and when they opened them again, they found that Yu Yifeng had returned to his usual appearance when looking at him, but there seemed to be a little... ...perturbed?

Although Yu Yifeng lost control of his emotions for a short while, his memory was not broken. After calming down, he looked at the mess on Mu Qing's body, and felt a sense of embarrassment rushing from the soles of his feet to the sky. He wished that Mu Qing's memory would disappear on the spot. .

It's a pity that he doesn't have magic, and Mu Qing's memory has always been very good.

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

Mu Qing tidied up his clothes quickly, looked at him and said, "Yu Yifeng, shall we exchange something?"

Yu Yifeng subconsciously asked: "What is the exchange?"

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

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

A cat sleeping on its back, two people sitting opposite each other, and three bottles of juice.

Yu Yifeng looked down at the fruit juice Mu Qing put on the table, and frowned: "Why are there three bottles?"

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

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

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

Yu Yifeng paused when he unscrewed another bottle of drink, then looked up at Mu Qing: "What do you mean?"

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

Yu Yifeng put down his drink, and looked at him across a table distance: "Why do you ask this?"

Mu Qing was still smiling, but his smile was faltering: "Because I think you should already know."

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

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