[Sex first, love later]
22 years old VS 30 years old
Deaf-mute attack VS CEO attack
Deaf-mute flower shop owner and medical student prays × Entrepreneur with panic disorder Bai Ye (ye)
Everyone said that Mr. Bai of Changzhou Technology was aloof and cold, and kept away from strangers.
Only praying has seen him lose control.
His shirt was open, the ends of his eyes were red, and he was clutching the hem of his clothes, kissing her fiercely and messily, as if he was grasping the last piece of driftwood.
It was after the speech at the Robot Conference, by the fireplace in the villa, with whiskey mixed with years of accumulated emotions, and I accidentally crossed the line.
When he woke up the next day, Bai Ye immediately put his suit back on and turned back into the distant CEO, with polite words on his fingertips: "I was rude last night, I'll put the fee on your card."
Prayer didn't say anything or make any fuss.
He got dressed quietly. Before leaving, he turned around and wrote two words on Bai Ye's palm with his finger:
As you wish.
Don't ask questions or be clingy. If you want dignity, give it to you. If you want distance, keep your distance.
Bai Ye thought this was the end of the story.
But later when he had an anxiety attack, he prayed to be with him through the door; when he had a stomachache, he prayed to wait downstairs in the company with a thermos bucket; when he was surrounded by reporters, he prayed to push through the crowd and take him out.
Always unhurried, always steady, like an anchor, sinking his soul that had been floating for thirty years, little by little.
It wasn't until one time that he forced someone away again and looked at the back of the man who turned around and left, that Bai Ye panicked.
He locked the door with a click, grabbed the person's clothes from behind with red eyes, and said in a broken voice:
"Can't you... Be stronger?"
Praying turned around and looked down at him.
There was nothing in his dark eyes, and his thumb rubbed the corners of his red eyes.
[Mr. Bai, I'm afraid now, it's too late.
*
Small Theater
After being together for a long time, Bai Ye still couldn't change his stubbornness.
One time, he returned home late from his internship at the hospital. He sat in the living room and waited. When someone came in, he said harshly: "You still know how to come back?"
Praying walked over, held his face, lowered his head and kissed him.
After the kiss, she lightly pinched his waist with her fingertips.
[If you talk harshly again, I will punish you.
Bai Ye's ears instantly turned red. He clutched the corner of his clothes and held back a sentence for a long time:
"... A light punishment."
Reading Guide
1v1, HE, gentle and steady attack × hard mouth and soft receiving
Sex first, love later, pulling mainly, sweetness and abuse intertwined
The attack looks soft but is actually stable, and you can control the rhythm throughout the whole process.
Cold on the outside but soft on the inside, arrogant and easy to explode, eaten to death
The body has already lost the distance, and the soul begins to fall in love belatedly.
Recommended readership:
🌱Able to accept the intimate description of R18 scale
🌳Tolerant of disability settings and psychological trauma
💐I like the emotional logic of slow heat, tugging, sex first and love later
💫Don't mind extensive use of text/sign language instead of spoken dialogue
Intention: Love you in all your brokenness in my silent way.
