Quick Wear: After being conquered by the male protagonist, he said I was sick

The frightened team members went back to report in a daze.

Jiang Que closed the door. Feng Lu was wearing home clothes and lying on the sofa with his hands folded.

Jiang Que walked over, pinched Feng Lu's chin and made him raise his neck back, then Jiang Que bent down to kiss him.

Feng Lu responded slowly and kissed for a while. Then Jiang Que sat back in his original position and gave Feng Lu a massage, especially on his lower back.

Feng Lu was lying on his stomach hugging a pillow. His usually tense face became relaxed when he was with Jiang Que. Feng Lu moved his lips and asked, "Do you really want Yuan Chen to come over and apologize?"

From his perspective, Ke Yuanchen didn't make any big mistakes.

Since he was not involved in the mission, his existence was dispensable to them and there was no need to get angry.

"What? Are you heartbroken?" Jiang Que pressed his waist with a heavier hand. Although he was smiling, his eyes were calm. Only when he looked at Feng Lu did he soften a little: "Do you really want to marry him?"

Jiang Que increased his strength, and Feng Lu frowned. He hugged the pillow under his chin, and his fingers curled unconsciously: "I have nothing to do with him! I told him clearly yesterday that I don't like him. It was only because my parents arranged the marriage before, and there was no way after the political review. I have always wanted to cancel the engagement, but I was too busy and had no time. Anyway, he looked down on me, so I didn't need to say anything. The engagement was over not long after."

“Jiang Que!” Feng Luzhi stood up and turned to look at Jiang Que who was sitting on his butt behind him. He frowned and looked unhappy: “Can you stop mentioning him all the time? Everyone has a few exes. Besides, I’m old. My other comrades of the same age have children who are about to go to elementary school.”

Jiang Que pursed his lips and smiled, then turned Feng Lu over.

Feng Lu was lying on the pillow, Jiang Que rushed over, touched his face with his right hand, stroked his lips with his thumb, and laughed softly: "Captain Feng, are you complaining to me that you are late? What should I do? I've been doing it to you every day, but you can't get pregnant."

"..."

Jiang Que kissed Feng Lu's neck, breathing heavily, and whispered in Feng Lu's ear: "Dear, would your predecessors also do the same to you as I do? Am I better or are they better?"

"..."

Who can mess with me except you? !

Feng Lu was stubborn and turned his head away. Jiang Que kissed his Adam's apple along his neck: "You... are barely making do."

"Ah!!"

Jiang Que grabbed Feng Lu's butt, sneered, let go of him, straightened his clothes slowly and stood up.

"I don't want to make do."

Jiang Que went to the kitchen to get some water in his slippers. Feng Lu sat up with a confused look on his face. He could only see the back of Jiang Que's silver-white head as he turned away.

Feng Lu scratched his neck, which still had the warmth of someone's kiss.

Angry?

Shouldn't it?

Someone finished drinking the water, ignored Feng Lu on the sofa, and went back to his room to change clothes.

Before leaving, Feng Lu held his hand and said, "Didn't you say you wouldn't go to the lab today?"

"I was just joking. I don't have an ex. My parents arranged my marriage while I was on a mission. I was either training or on a mission all year long. My communication equipment was confiscated, so I had no time to date. This is my first time, so I'm not very good at talking. Don't be angry."

Feng Lu rarely softened his temper. He was really afraid that Jiang Que would leave and never come back.

That was it last time.

Everything was fine at first, and she ran away carrying him on her back.

Feng Lu was uneasy about Jiang Que.

He couldn't see through him.

Especially after returning to the base, the uneasiness gradually grew, and I just felt that he was about to leave.

Jiang Que stood in front of the shoe cabinet at the door, and Feng Lu grabbed his arm. His light grey eyes fell indifferently on Feng Lu.

Perhaps he figured something out and sighed.

"Captain Feng, are you acting like a spoiled brat to me?"

"You know, I'm sold on this."

The young man smiled widely, without any sign of anger on his face. It was unclear whether he was not angry at all or if he was coaxed into submission by Feng Lu.

Being young is good.

Easy to coax.

"If you're not going to the lab, where are you going to change your clothes? Are you going to fight Ke Yuanchen?"

"Do I look like such a boring person?" Jiang Que spread his hands: "I'm going to get some daily necessities. I used them up last night. Do you want to come with me? Or do you prefer not to wear them? I have no objection."

"..."

Feng Lu's face fell instantly.

Jiang Que was kicked out without even changing his shoes.

Looking at the door slamming shut, Jiang Que stood at the door and touched his nose which he almost hit.

Give you the habit.

What a bad temper.

Fortunately, I didn't have plastic surgery.