Excuse me, who are you?

Chapter 139 An Alternative Posture for Reading

Since Ji Muhang and Ye Qian had to catch an early morning flight the next day, everyone didn't find out how to drink and make a fuss. When Ji Muhang and Ye Qian arrived at the hotel room, Ye Qian jumped on Ji Muhang's back as soon as they entered the room, hugging each other tightly. Ji Muhang's neck refused to come down.

"What's wrong?" Ji Muhang smiled and supported Ye Qian.

"It's nothing." Ye Qian hummed, lying on Ji Muhang's back.

Ji Muhang wandered around the room with Ye Qian on his back, packed their luggage, and then took them to wash up.

Ye Qian lay on the bed with his legs crossed after washing, flipping through the book, while Ji Muhang was handling some work matters, Ye Qian peeked at Ji Muhang from time to time, and Ji Muhang didn't speak when he caught sight of it, after waiting a few times, Ji Muhang Let go of the computer, then lay on Ye Qian's back, smiled and bit Ye Qian's ear, "What are you looking at secretly?"

"I didn't watch it." Ye Qian said confidently.

"Really?" Ji Muhang lay on Ye Qian's back and hugged Ye Qian, staring at the book Ye Qian was reading. It was a foreign language book, which seemed to be in the field of philosophy, "Then what were you doing just now?"

"I'm reading a book." Ye Qian said solemnly.

"Oh, then keep reading," Ji Muhang said, "What kind of book is this? If you read it to me, I want to read it too."

"Ah? I read?" Ye Qian looked up at Ji Muhang who was lying on his stomach in doubt, "Why do you want me to read?"

"Because you read English very well." Ji Muhang said seriously.

"When did I learn English..." Ye Qian was still wondering, but suddenly something flashed through his mind...

Isn't it? It was when Ye Qian was still Ji Muhang's teacher. It seemed that the final exam was coming. Ji Muhang wanted to take a professional English test, but Ji Muhang insisted on pulling Ye Qian to give him tutoring. Ye Qian didn't teach this class. , but Ji Muhang said that as long as it was taught by Ye Qian, he would definitely remember it, so Ye Qian had to review it with Ji Muhang.

It was also during that period of time that Ji Muhang was obsessed with Ye Qian's spoken English. Ye Qian read English very well, and Ji Muhang liked it very much. Later, Ji Muhang specially found some English poetry collections for Ye Qian to read. Ji Muhang couldn't help being a good boy, so he had to read it to him. Ji Muhang even recorded some secretly. During the days when he was alone in the United States, Ji Muhang listened to the poems read by Ye Qian to give him the strength to move on.

Thinking about it now, Ye Qian looked at Ji Muhang, "Do you really want me to read it? This is the history of philosophy, it's very boring."

"Are you reading something boring? It becomes lively once you read it," Ji Muhang put his arms around Ye Qian and said with a smile, "Read it, I want to hear you read it, I like your voice very much."

"Alright then." Ye Qian said and began to read the book at hand.

Ye Qian's English reading voice is very nice, like a rain in the afternoon, clear and warm, refreshing, Ji Muhang looked at Ye Qian's drooping eyebrows, well-behaved long eyelashes, slightly parted lips, those boring The words and sentences in Ye Qian's mouth became vivid and lively, with the smell of morning dew, which was extraordinarily sweet.

Such gentle and jade-like Ye Qian is the deadliest temptation in Ji Muhang's eyes. He has the beauty of abstinence and the solemnity of books, which makes Ji Muhang's heart itch. Ji Muhang lay on Ye Qian's back, with his hands on Ye Qian's waist Touching slowly, with a provocative meaning, lightly touching with fingertips, as if playing a brewing song, sometimes slowly touching, sometimes kneading.

Ye Qian's body is very sensitive, and he couldn't stand being treated like this by Ji Muhang, so he turned his face and blamed, "What are you doing?"

Ji Muhang's subordinates stopped, and said solemnly: "Nothing? You continue to read, I want to hear you read."

Ye Qian glared at him, "Don't make trouble, or I won't read it."

Ji Muhang looked at Ye Qian innocently and nodded.

Ye Qian started to read again, Ji Muhang was not willing to let it go like this, in his eyes, Ye Qian who was studying hard like this was too attractive, Ji Muhang slowly lifted up Ye Qian's pajamas, Ye Qian was angry, "Don't make trouble."

Ji Muhang looked at Ye Qian and blinked, "Baby, keep reading, I want to listen to you, you look so pretty."

So Ye Qian started to read again, Ji Muhang gently kissed Ye Qian's smooth back, his slender and exquisite figure, without a trace of excess, the beautiful butterfly bones stood proudly because Ye Qian supported the bed with his elbows, like two The wings that were about to spread, the beautiful lines from the shoulders to the waist made people tremble, tightened in a pool of deep waist, Ji Muhang squinted his eyes, and pulled off Ye Qian's baggy pajama pants.

Before Ye Qian could react, he was slapped twice by Ji Muhang. The crisp sound was reminiscent of it. Ye Qian blushed and stared at Ji Muhang, "What are you doing?"

"Baby, don't stop, keep reading," Ji Muhang said, "Your voice makes me want to commit a crime."

Ye Qian blushed, "I won't read it anymore." He gritted his teeth and said.

Ji Muhang acted like a baby, "Baby, read it, I really want to hear it."

"Just listen to it, what are you doing?" Ye Qian blushed, "How can I read it like this?"

"Baby, but I wanted to do this when I heard your voice reading English," Ji Muhang said pitifully, "I can't help it..." Ji Muhang took Ye Qian's hand, "If you don't believe me, touch it."

"You..." Ye Qian blushed hotly, "You are too perverted!"

"But I can't help it," Ji Muhang said, "but I have to fly tomorrow. If we really do it, you will definitely suffer tomorrow, and I can't bear it." Ji Muhang continued to be good, "Honey, but now I feel so uncomfortable Ah, look..."

"Then...then what do you want?" Ye Qian felt his face was burning when he asked this sentence.

Ji Muhang was waiting for Ye Qian's words, and tried his best to hold back his excitement, "Honey, can you read English, I want to hear you read."

"Is that all right?" Ye Qian looked at Ji Muhang hesitantly, feeling a little puzzled by the excited guy beating restlessly in his hand.

"Yeah, you can just read it, and I'll take care of the rest," Ji Muhang said seriously, "You don't want me to do it with you now, you will be exhausted by the plane tomorrow."

Ye Qian had no choice but to agree to Ji Muhang's request. Ye Qian started to read, but Ji Muhang was no longer content. Listening to Ye Qian reading this English, looking at the white and attractive body on the bed, Ji Muhang curled his lips.

Licking and biting Ye Qian's round and cute ears, "Baby, you are so beautiful." Rubbing Ye Qian's upright round buttocks, Ye Qian was softened by Ji Muhang, and read intermittently .

"Baby, keep reading," Ji Muhang kissed deeply along his back, "I want to hear it." Ji Muhang stood upright and rubbed Ye Qian's buttocks, and stretched his hand under Ye Qian's body to rub it Ye Qian's chest.

Ye Qian struggled to read, but stopped after reading two sentences, panting lightly, "No...you are like this, I can't read..."

"Baby, you can't do this..." Ji Muhang curled his lips.

Su Ziyou took Cheng Bo to meet his family members. During the meal, Cheng Bo didn't talk much, but he was humble and polite to the elders. Although he was as old as Su Ziyou, he felt much more mature. The first impression was very good. Cheng Bo peeled shrimps and crabs for Su Ziyou, and picked up vegetables for Su Ziyou. The behavior between the two was very natural. Su Ziyou's face was full of smiles.

After dinner, Mr. Su asked Cheng Bo if he knew how to play chess. Cheng Bo said he could play chess, and Mr. Su insisted on pulling Cheng Bo to play chess. After a few rounds, Mr. Su was more satisfied with Cheng Bo. In the words of the old man, a person's character and character can be seen from his attitude and way of playing chess, and chess quality is character.

Cheng Bo plays chess without rush, neither humble nor overbearing, every step has been carefully considered, calm and steady, neither hasty nor impatient, and it is not difficult to see that he is a person with great achievements at a young age. When Mr. Su was drinking tea and chatting with Cheng Bo, Su Ziyou was also on the side, and Cheng Bo's eyes were almost always on Su Ziyou, and whenever Su Ziyou faced Cheng Bo, he couldn't resist the joy and joy that came from the bottom of his heart, Mr. Su Looking at the atmosphere between the two, I finally felt relieved and relaxed.

Mr. Su regards Su Ziyou as a treasure, and Cheng Bo dotes on Su Ziyou very much. Mr. Su also figured it out. If Su Ziyou really has a girlfriend, let alone whether Su Ziyou likes it or not, he must let Su Ziyou take care of her. That girl, but a person like Su Ziyou is only suitable for others to pamper and pamper him. If he wants his precious son and grandson to take care of others, Mr. Su will not do it.

After figuring this out, Mr. Su finally felt at ease. At Mr. Su's age, he could figure out everything. Well, in this short life, it is also possible to find someone who can spend the whole life with me sincerely. It's not easy, now that you've found it, hurry up and be together.

Su's father and Cheng Bo chatted alone again. Su Ziyou wanted to listen, but Su's father refused, so Su Ziyou had to wait anxiously and nervously for the two of them. Su's mother looked at her son and said jokingly: "Hey, you Dad won't eat him, why are you so nervous?"

Su Ziyou rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "I'm just worried that my dad will..."

Mother Su looked at her son, smiled and said, "No, your grandfather and your father have already talked about it."

"Thank you, Mom." Su Ziyou said and hugged his mother.

"Hey, it's all a family. We didn't understand it before, but now we will try to understand it slowly," Mother Su said, and suddenly thought of a question, "Oh, son, you...you are together, then..." Mother Su didn't know how to ask for a moment.

Su Ziyou wondered, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"That is, if you are together, the matter on the bed..."

Before Mama Su finished speaking, Su Ziyou's face was flushed red, his eyes flickered with embarrassment, and he muttered: "Mom, why are you... talking about this...?"

"Hey, mom just wanted to ask, you're my son, and you're still shy..." Su's mother found it funny when she saw Su Ziyou's embarrassment, "You tell mom..."

"Hey, mom!" Su Ziyou yelled uncomfortably.

Su's mother smiled on the sidelines.