The person in front of him seemed familiar, but Su Zhengliang couldn't remember it at all for a while, "You are..."
"It's raining so hard, let's go to my car first."
Su Zhengliang was helped into the car by Li Sifan. The dry and warm air in the car made his shivering cold body feel a little warm.
Li Sifan turned on the car heater and started the car, "Mr. Su, I am Li Sifan, President Lin's secretary. We met by chance on the road once. Do you still remember me?"
Su Zhengliang leaned on the back seat with half-open eyes, water dripping from time to time in his wet hair, sliding down his bloodless cheeks and past his sharp chin, leaving a few water stains on the white seat cushion.
"I remember…"
"Why are you walking alone on the road, Mr. Yusu, who is so big? Where is your home? Let me drive you back."
"..."
Li Sifan didn't hear the sound, so he subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror and found that Su Zhengliang's face looked very strange. He quickly asked, "Mr. Su, are you okay? I see that your face looks very bad. Should I send you to the hospital?"
Su Zhengliang shook his head slightly and said in a voice that was almost inaudible, "I'm fine. Please drive me back..."
"Okay, what's the address?"
"..."
"Mr. Su?"
No one answered.
Li Sifan felt that the situation was not good and immediately stopped the car. Then he turned and looked behind him, and found that Su Zhengliang had closed his eyes. He immediately reached out and touched his nose. Although the breath was a bit weak, he was still breathing evenly.
Li Sifan breathed a small sigh of relief, but the next problem came again. Although the other party had just fallen asleep, it seemed difficult to wake him up and ask him to tell him his address based on the current situation.
Li Sifan, who was in trouble, suddenly thought of a person. A few days ago when the president was engaged, he called him and asked him to drive Su Zhengliang back. Perhaps the president knew the address of Mr. Su's home. Li Sifan thought so and called Lin Xiluo.
"Hello."
Lin Xiluo's always elegant and calm voice came from the other side of the phone.
"President, it's me. Do you know the address of Mr. Su's home?"
Linxiluo's magnetic voice was full of confusion, "Why do you want his home address?"
"President, it's like this. Mr. Su is in my car now, but he got caught in the rain and looks very bad. I want to take him back..."
The other party did not let Li Sifan finish what he said, but immediately replied, "Send him to my house immediately."
"Ah?" Li Sifan exclaimed in surprise, but he thought that he shouldn't ask too much about the boss's decision, so he quickly replied, "I'll send him over right away."
Li Sifan drove to the downstairs of Lin Xiluo's house, opened the car door, and carefully helped Su Zhengliang into the corridor. Then he heard Lin Xiluo's voice, "Give him to me."
"Oh," Li Sifan put down Su Zhengliang and was quite surprised when his boss took Su Zhengliang into his arms without hesitation, "Boss, does it really not matter if you don't send Mr. Su back?"
Lin Xiluo carried Su Zhengliang and walked into the elevator, "Xiaofan, don't ask any more questions if it's not your business."
Li Sifan was afraid that his boss would be angry, so he quickly replied, "Yes, I'll go back then."
********** After Linxiluo removed the clothes that were soaked and clinging to Su Zhengliang's body, he carried him into the bathroom.
The thin body of the sleepy man in his arms became a little cold after being exposed to the rain. On his pale face, his delicate brows were tightly knitted together, and his melancholy eyes had never been opened.
Seeing that the person he thought about day and night was right in front of him, Lin Xiluo's heart was filled with mixed feelings, and all kinds of emotions were mixed and intertwined. With a low sigh, he gently put Su Zhengliang into the bathtub.
"Um…"
Perhaps because he entered the hot water with a suitable temperature, Su Zhengliang let out a contented breath. Although he made it unconsciously, it made people think in a place like this.
Linxiluo frowned, turned on the nozzle, wetted Su Zhengliang's hair, and applied some shampoo. He carefully rubbed the other person's soft hair, rinsed him clean, and squeezed out some shower gel and applied it on it.
On the other party's body, he carefully brushed every inch of smooth and delicate skin.
Su Zhengliang seemed to enjoy this kind of treatment. His thick eyelashes were trembling slightly with water droplets, and his originally pale face became rosy. He gasped softly with a half-open moist mouth, and there was a faint taste of lust.
The deep black eyes dimmed quietly, Lin Xiluo slowly inserted his hand into the other party's lower body, and sure enough, Su Zhengliang was already hard.
Thinking that the other party and himself are both men, it is normal to have desires under such comfortable treatment. Linxiluo darkened his eyes, opened his palms, and wrapped the hard and fragile body bit by bit in his palms. Then, he hugged
On Su Zhengliang's bare shoulders, his dexterous fingers skillfully stroked the hot erection.
Su Zhengliang opened his eyes in a daze, unaware of his current situation. He was so dizzy that he thought he was in a dream.
He half leaned on Lin Xiluo's wet chest, slowly stretched out his hand, reached into his lower body, and muttered like a coquettish, "Well, it feels uncomfortable..."
Lin Xiluo's movements on his hands did not stop, and his voice was hoarse and low with a strong lust, "It will be fine in a while."
Not long after, Su Zhengliang's breathing began to quicken, his body trembled slightly, and he finally let out in Lin Xiluo's hand.
Then, like a stuffed cat, he snorted with satisfaction and fell asleep again.
Lin Xiluo saw the other person's sleeping face peacefully, looked down at his long-awaited desire, and smiled bitterly. Suppressing his body's desire, Lin Xiluo wiped Su Zhengliang's body dry and put on comfortable clothes for him.
pajamas and put him on the bed.
********** In the middle of the night, Su Zhengliang was woken up by an uncomfortable feeling. Along with bouts of headache, he kept murmuring, "It's so sad... it's so hot..."
"Liang, what's wrong?"
Su Zhengliang opened his eyes while half-conscious and half-conscious. When he saw the person in front of him, he called out in a low voice, "Xi Luo, is that you?"
The man in front of me seemed to be smiling. He nodded and said, "It's me."
Su Zhengliang stretched out his hand, touched the other person's face, and murmured to himself, "Xi Luo, I must be in a dream, but this dream is so real that I don't want to wake up."
Linxiluo felt that the temperature of the hands seemed to be too high. He touched the other person's forehead and his expression changed slightly, "Liang, you have a fever. Just wait, I will get the medicine."
Su Zhengliang got the strength from nowhere and grabbed Lin Xiluo, "Don't leave. If you leave, I won't have you in this dream. Xiluo, you know, I have often dreamed of you over the years, but not once."
It's as real as it is now." After a pause, Su Zhengliang smiled dumbly and said, "It's as if you are really by my side."
Lin Xiluo took Su Zhengliang's hand and said, "Fool, if you weren't dreaming, I would really be by your side."
Su Zhengliang shook his head, "How is it possible? You are already someone else's fiancé, how can you still be by my side? Xiluo, before you wake up from this dream, I want to tell you that in all these years, I have never
I have forgotten you. But when I admitted my feelings for you, you had already left me..."
Listening to the true words spoken by Su Zhengliang when he was unconscious, Lin Xiluo's heart suddenly tightened, "Liang, I have not left you, and I have always loved you."
Su Zhengliang ignored Lin Xiluo's confession, his misty black eyes revealed despair, "If you really love me, why do you want to get engaged? Why do you hurt me again and again?"