Love you, never separate

"Open." Zhou Li said.

He Qing obediently opened the box. Inside the box lay two pairs of rings, one of which was the one he Qing took from Li Yang. He Qing looked at Zhou Li with the ring box.

Zhou Li took one of the rings engraved with "HQ", took one of He Qing's hands, took down the one he had worn before, carefully put the ring on He Qing's middle finger, and then held out his left hand to He Qing, shaking in front of him Qing.

He Qingdun for a while, said: "you said the last formal occasion... Is now? Here it is? "

Zhou Li's face was embarrassed and he Qing's eyes were staggered. "Can't I wait?"

He Qing chuckled and said yes. Then he took out the remaining ring and put it on Zhou Li's sleeve. He took down the previous ring and took it in his hand. "Then this little brother will retire."

Zhou Li grabbed the two old rings, put them in the ring box and put them in his pocket, "keep them."

Zhou Li held He Qing's hand in his hand and looked at He Qing's hand carefully. The more he looked, the more relationship he had. He pulled his hand to his mouth and pecked it. Then he spread it out and put it together with He Qing's hand. He continued to look and laugh.

He Qing followed Zhou Li to smile, can't help but ask: "so happy?"

"Well!" Zhou Li nodded, then pulled He Qing's hand to his lips and pecked a few times.

"He Qing..." Zhou Li suddenly called He Qing's name.

"Well?" He Qing looks at Zhou Li.

Zhou Li stared at He Qing's lips for a while, tangled on his face, and finally shook his head, "it's OK."

He Qing held Zhou Li's face and licked Zhou Li's lips. "Do you want to do this?"

Zhou Li suddenly froze, "he Qing, you..."

He Qing smiles and looks at Zhou Li's lips. Just now, his heart suddenly has an impulse to kiss Zhou Li, and he does. He looks at Zhou Li Gang's lips, which are just wet with his saliva. They are still shining with crystal luster. He can't help swallowing his saliva, and his throat knot rolls up and down.

Zhou Li looks at He Qing's rolling Adam's apple, which is an absolutely fatal temptation to him. He can't help biting it and gently grinding it with his teeth. He Qing's neck still has some red marks that haven't faded, which makes it more attractive at this time.

He Qing's throat part, where his lips and teeth touch, feels crisp and numb. He can't help humming twice. His hand can't help but go around Zhou Li's back and encircle Zhou Li's neck.

Zhou Li sucked deeply on his neck twice, and then he gave a kiss along his chin until he Qing's lips. He Qing was sitting on his leg, a little higher than him. He raised his head, clasped He Qing's neck with one hand, pressed he Qing's head down slightly, and the other hand fumbled slowly under He Qing's hem.

He Qing's shirt is in the waist of his trousers. He can only rub He Qing's back through the thin material. The material is smooth and soft, and it feels very comfortable.

His fingers slowly inserted into He Qing's soft and delicate hair, and slowly deepened the kiss, which was much softer than the one in the lounge before, without too much desire, just subtle emotion.

He Qing's arms around Zhou Li's neck are getting tighter and tighter, trying to respond to Zhou Li's kiss and ignite him with his enthusiasm.

Zhou Li noticed he Qing's initiative. He was surprised by He Qing's enthusiasm. His eyes slowly became filled with endless joy. He left he Qing's lips for a while, put his forehead against He Qing's secret, and asked with a low smile: "how can he be so active now?"

He Qing doesn't speak, continues to block Zhou Li's words with action, releases Zhou Li's neck with both hands, holds Zhou Li's face and kisses him again. Zhou Li enjoys He Qing's initiative very much. He simply doesn't do any action, and wants to see what he Qing will do.

He Qing tried to explore Zhou Li's mouth, but Zhou Li's teeth were closed tightly. He couldn't open it several times with the tip of his tongue, and then he gave up and chewed Zhou Li's lower lip angrily.

Maybe he couldn't grasp his strength. He just bit Zhou Li's lower lip. A smell of rust spread all over his mouth. He was a little flustered. I want to release Zhou Li and help him have a look.

"Stupid." Zhou Li holds He Qing's face in his hands, and his tongue slides into He Qing's mouth flexibly, guiding him to his own mouth, "is that ok?"

It's time to get off work. Lin Xu has packed up and is ready to go home. He carries his bag, sits on the chair, thinks for a while, and decides to say hello to Zhou Li.

After he met he Qing at noon, he was in a daze all afternoon and couldn't lift his spirits. Wei Zhuang came to chat with him. Seeing that he was not in the right mood and didn't say much, he left.

He passed the afternoon in a muddle, and finally it was time to get off work. In the past, before he left, he would go to talk to Zhou Li individually, but today, he Qing was there, and he didn't want to go.

He struggled in his heart for a while, but he still chose to go. Maybe Zhou Li would not care about him, but if he had gone before but didn't go today, it would not be very good.

When he got to the door of Zhou Li's office, he hesitated to knock on the door. But he found that the door of the office was not closed. He puzzled for a moment and looked in through the crack of the door.

He saw two overlapping figures on the office chair. He Qing was straddling Zhou Li's legs, head down, and Zhou Li's hand clasped on the back of his head. Although it was just a figure, he knew what the two were doing.

The desk blocked the lower part of them. He couldn't see where they were now, but it didn't matter. They had done it for a long time, didn't they?

He clenched his fists tightly and looked at the door for a while as if masochistic before he was ready to turn and leave. Now he was struggling in the same place, gritted his teeth, took out his mobile phone and took another picture through the crack of the door

He Qing and Zhou Li are inseparable for a while. They don't separate until Zhou Li's phone rings. Zhou Lin picks up his mobile phone and takes a look at the caller ID. It's Wei Zhuang. He takes a look at the time. It's 20 minutes after work. It's no wonder that Wei Zhuang calls.

He answered the phone. Without waiting for Wei Zhuang to say anything, he said directly to the phone, "we'll go down right away." Then he hung up.

He kisses the tip of He Qing's nose, pats He Qing's butt, and says, "go home and continue." He began to pack up.

He Qing picked up the lunch box and quietly waited for Zhou Li to finish cleaning up, then took him out.

Wei Zhuang has been used to Zhou Li's phone call style. If you call He Qing, you can talk like a mother.