Make a Living by Your Face [Quick Wear] ━ Vol.1

2.15 - Red lips

　　Shen Mian was held in Wei Ting's arms, and the man kissed his fingertips carefully. The usually cold stone actually had such a gentle side.

　　Shen Mian glanced at the live broadcast room, where people were guessing enthusiastically:

　　——Brother Wei, definitely Brother Wei!! I spent all my money to invest in Wei shares!!

　　——I, the Tianqi Party, am totally dissatisfied. Don't forget who is Huaihuai's first man!

　　——Secretly buy Wangye shares... (very unconfident qwq)

　　——I am suppressing my younger brother. Mianmian, do you really not want to test it? My younger brother may also be S!

　　——Don't leave if you are suppressing your younger brother, our army of brothers is here!

　　——All party eats candy calmly

　　Shen Mian: "..."

　　He held his forehead and said, "Just let Zhou'er go, he's still a child."

　　The system said: [Shen Zhou will be sixteen next month. In the Dasheng Dynasty, he can marry and have children.]

　　Shen Mian glanced at the light screen in the air, frowned, and said, "How dare you interrupt? This is already the third S-level. I need a reasonable explanation."

　　Before the system answered, Wei Ting moved his chin and kissed him deeply on the lips. Shen Mian was a person who loved to enjoy life while he could. He only hesitated for a moment before he could not help but respond. Wei Ting was teased by him until his eyes turned red and he almost lost his mind. He hugged Shen Mian and kissed him fiercely for a long time.

　　When the man finally let go, Shen Mian panted rapidly, and after a moment, he whispered, "Brother Wei."

　　Wei Ting hadn't come back to his senses yet. He just responded muffledly, his dark eyes staring at the boy's extremely delicate and watery cherry petals. He felt that he could never kiss him enough.

　　Shen Mian raised his hand to block his burning gaze, and his slightly cool palm covered the man's eyes, blocking his wishful thinking.

　　He asked, "Does Brother Wei like me?"

　　Wei Ting grabbed his waist, held him in his arms, and whispered, "Brother Wei has admired Huai'er for a long time."

　　His eyes were covered, so he naturally couldn't see the cunning look that flashed across the boy's lips.

　　"How much I like it."

　　Wei Ting pondered for a moment and said, "In the past, I didn't live this life for myself. Life and death were left to fate. It wasn't until I met you that I wanted to truly live and grow old with you."

　　The deadly demon in his arms lay on his shoulder and whispered softly in his ear, "When did this happen? I don't even know."

　　Wei Ting said: "You naturally don't know that at that time, Huai'er only had Yuncheng in her eyes and could not see anything else."

　　When he said this, his tone was mixed with extreme hostility, but he gritted his teeth and endured it out of consideration for the young man in his arms.

　　He said in a deep voice: "Yun Cheng brought a lowly dancer into the palace, embarrassed you, and humiliated you in every way, causing you to be ridiculed by the world. Even so, you still can't let go of him?"

　　Shen Mian bit her lip and said, "He treats me well sometimes."

　　Shen Mian felt the arm around his waist suddenly tightened with such force that it seemed as if it was about to strangle him to death.