soul to depth

Chapter 32

Ye Zhixing, who had never touched his face since he was sensible, was stunned by the actions of Fang Xiuting's success. He subconsciously raised his hand to touch the place Fang Xiuting had pinched, and blinked, with a childish novelty.

Fang Xiuting looked at him like this, and couldn't help laughing immediately, so much so that his waist, which had been much better, was a little sore.

Realizing that he had made a stupid move, Ye Zhixing couldn't help laughing, and pinched Fang Xiuting's face in return.

The two men who were about to run for three were fighting back and forth, laughing loudly, without any of their usual calmness.

"No...it can't be done, Ye Zhixing, my waist is still sore, don't take advantage of others." Fang Xiuting sat down against the tree, panting with a smile.

There were also a few inconspicuous red marks on his face, all caused by Ye Zhixing.

Ye Zhixing still had a bit of arrogance, instead of sitting directly on the lawn like Fang Xiuting, he stood in front of Fang Xiuting, stretched out his hand, and seemed to want to use it.

Fang Xiuting had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and immediately held Ye Zhixing's hand, preventing him from moving forward.

One is sitting and the other is standing, the sun is shining on the lawn, the breeze is moving, and the leaves are rustling.

Fang Xiuting looked up at Ye Zhixing. Because he was against the sun, Ye Zhixing looked a little dazzling now, and his face, which captured the advantages of China and the West, looked even more handsome, especially those blue eyes, like the Aegean Sea under the sun. Rippling with tenderness and affection.

Fang Xiuting has always been a beauty lover. When he saw Ye Zhixing like this, his Adam's apple couldn't help rolling. He let go of Ye Zhixing's hand, but gently lifted it up to caress Ye Zhixing's eyebrows.

"Mr. Ye, I want to kiss you."

The corner of Fang Xiuting's mouth opened into a smile, and the breeze sent the prayer to Ye Zhixing's ears. Ye Zhixing's eyes were gentle, he smiled softly, knelt down on one knee, cupped Fang Xiuting's face, and kissed him gently.

Lips and teeth depend on each other, there is no one to guide, everything starts from instinct.

They are all restrained, tenderness occupies their whole hearts and guides this kiss, like a trickle and a soft wind.

"wow! kiss!"

Suddenly a childish whisper interrupted their light kiss, and the two of them separated as if nothing had happened, and turned their heads to see a handsome little boy holding a football.

The little boy smiled at them, and quickly ran away like a child who had played a prank. He turned his head a few times on the way, as if he wanted to see if Ye Zhixing and Fang Xiuting were still going on.

"Mr. Ye, you are so fucking, this is the first time for me to be so presumptuous outdoors."

Fang Xiuting chuckled, raised his hand and flicked Ye Zhixing's forehead, but there was no embarrassment of being caught on his delicate face.

Ye Zhixing looked at him deeply, there were gentle ripples in his eyes and unsatisfactory lust, he put his index finger on Fang Xiuting's lips that had become sensual and slowly rubbed, but the movements that should have been lustful seemed clean at this moment And gentle.

Fang Xiuting raised his eyebrows, the smile on the corners of his mouth remained unchanged, and his flowing eyes looked at Ye Zhixing motionlessly, from his forehead to his eyes to the tip of his nose, and then to his lips.

He saw the lips he had just kissed lightly, and a magnetic and pleasant voice came from inside: "This is also the first time I have been so presumptuous, but I think I can do this kind of presumptuousness for the rest of my life."

It's like an ancient god's mansion domineeringly and gently proclaiming an oracle to his people, but is Fang Xiuting one of his people?No, of course not.Fang Xiuting is his lover, and he is reading a different kind of unswerving vow to his lover.

Fang Xiuting stretched out his hand to gently hold Ye Zhixing's hand on his lips, and gently kissed the back of Ye Zhixing's hand.

Looking up, he looked at Ye Zhixing devoutly and sincerely, and said softly in a unique gentle tone: "I remember the first commandment in the Ten Commandments of the Bible, God said 'you can have no other gods besides me'. Now think I think Mr. Ye, you may be the God I, a believer on the go, have been looking for, because I feel that I can't fall in love with anyone else except you."

It seems that Shakespeare's opera is singing, and the aria crosses the Avon River to this secluded corner, which is shocking without lights.

"I don't need believers." Ye Zhixing's voice was low, as if his chest was shaking, "I need a lover."

Only God or God needs a believer, he is just an ordinary person, a person who is looking for a figure that is loved in the depths of his soul.

The confession, as sacred as the hymns sung by the choir, was unheard. They sat on the grass, leaning on the trunk of the tree, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands, and watched the harmonious laughter on the lawn.

But in another unknown corner, a girl was staring at them with resentment.

Ye Zhixing's visit to New York was only on a temporary basis, so he couldn't stay for too long. He set off to return to China in three days. Fortunately, Fang Xiuting's side is also coming to an end.

Seeing the back of Ye Zhixing submerged in the cabin, Fang Xiuting sighed helplessly. He swore that he would take a long vacation after returning to China and stay with Ye Zhixing every day!

After all, it is too uncomfortable to be in a long-distance relationship just after entering a passionate relationship.He obviously has a boyfriend, why is he still lonely and cold?

And Ye Zhixing, who got on the plane, felt empty. This was a parting feeling he had never experienced before, so much so that now he wanted to get off the plane and tell Fang Xiuting that he was not leaving!

But rationality made him stop this impulse. After all, he is an adult, he has to talk about love, and he has to take care of his family. How can he support his Dr. Fang if he doesn't work to make money?

Ye Zhixing couldn't help sighing at the thought of half a month before he could see Fang Xiuting. Others said that every day feels like a year, but why does he think that every second should be like a year, otherwise how could he start missing Fang Xiuting after only a few minutes apart?

Half a month is not long, nor is it short. Fang Xiuting, who is away from Ye Zhixing, is now no longer hungry, his bed is not warm, and he is not able to look at anything.

The first thing he said to Ming Ya every day was: "How many days are there?"

Mingya answered tirelessly from the first fourteen days to three days. Fang Xiuting turned a person who was always in a hurry into a timekeeper, and it was hard for her.

"Boss, you must give me a raise when you return to China."

Mingya held up her wine glass, her eyes wandered, obviously a little drunk.

Fang Xiuting helplessly snatched the wine glass from her hand, this girl was broken in love, she insisted on dragging him to the bar to get drunk.

In fact, falling in love is not suitable, after all, Mingya can only be regarded as a one-sided secret love, don't look at Mingya's heartless appearance, there is a person hidden in her heart, and she has been hiding for 11 years, but it is a pity, the goddess has love for King Xiang Unintentionally, the little brother who was hidden in her heart is getting married today, and the bride is not her.

"My mother is frustrated in love, but she must be proud of the shopping mall! Who does Xie Qun think he is? Do you think my mother must have him!"

Mingya slapped the bar counter and shouted loudly, attracting the attention of many guests. Fang Xiuting agreed with the ancestor, dumbfounded: "Yes, yes, yes! For a salary increase, our Miss Ming is something that only Xie Qun can climb up to."

In fact, from his perspective as an outsider, Xie Qun may not have no feelings for Ming Ya, if he really had no feelings, he would not have put all his eggs in one basket and followed Ming Ya into the army.

The dignified little son of the Xie family, well-clothed and pampered, if it wasn't for Mingya, how could this girl go to the barracks to suffer, but for some reason, the two of them just missed it.

His thoughts are active here, but Ming Ya started to howl: "Why is he! How can I be worse than that woman! Why should he marry someone else!"

Drunk people think they are irrational. Mingya cried until her nose was mixed with tears and she rubbed against Fang Xiuting's body. Fang Xiuting had no way to avoid it. He could only watch helplessly as his clothes were destroyed. "Ancestor, it's not that I let you break up in love, why are you ruining my clothes?"

His clothes are tens of thousands of dollars smaller anyway, and it is really a bit reluctant to ruin him after only wearing them once. Academics don't have much savings!

How could Mingya understand what he said, he had to rub it if he had to, it looked like he was rushing to ruin Fang Xiuting's clothes completely.

"Why doesn't Xie Qun like me! What's wrong with me! My mother has been famous in history books for three generations, why should Xie Qun look down on my mother!"

Mingya looked up to the sky and screamed, and punched Fang Xiuting violently with his hand, so hard that Fang Xiuting almost uttered a dirty word.

After suppressing an uncontrollable curse, Fang Xiuting held his chest and forced a smile to the bartender, "My friend is drunk, can I ask you for a favor?"

No matter how good his relationship with Mingya is, he still has to pay attention to whether a man or a woman can accept or not kiss. Just because Mingya is drunk like this, if he helps her out, she might not have any intimate contact.

The bartender brother immediately nodded with a smile, and called two barmaids to help him escort Mingya out.

After turning on the car, Fang Xiuting put Ming Ya in the back seat, and then sat in the passenger seat.

Mingya was still swearing, but luckily the driver was an American who didn't understand Chinese, otherwise her jaw would drop in shock from her resentful words.

"Girlfriend?" The driver couldn't hold back after driving for a kilometer, and asked with a glance at the rearview mirror.

Fang Xiuting laughed and immediately shook his head: "No, just friend."

"Huh?" The driver raised his eyebrows, obviously in disbelief.Fang Xiuting smiled without making excuses, leaned his head on the seat and closed his eyes, expressing his refusal to speak clearly.

The driver is a sensible person. Seeing him like this, he stopped talking and focused on driving.

Fang Xiuting closed his eyes and wasn't sleeping. He was actually in a bit of a complicated mood right now. He didn't know much about Ming Ya and Xie Qun, but everyone in the circle knew that these two people liked each other. As for why they were entangled No one knows what happened in 11.

But this inevitably made him a little sentimental. It is difficult for a person to meet a loved one in this life, and it is even more difficult to go on with the loved one. After 11 years of being entangled with each other, they ended up walking away. How many unrequited loves are there in every corner?

He was so lucky to meet Mr. Ye at this time.