Bunny

Wen Zhuo's little head realized what Feng Qi had done after only a few seconds of roaring and tsunami.

Feng Qi kissed him.

Wen Zhuo's eyes turned red instantly, he opened the door abruptly, stretched out his hand and hit Feng Qi's face again, but this time Feng Qi had been prepared, and grabbed his wrist with a "snap", taking advantage of the situation He dragged Wen Zhuo out of the bedroom, hugged him by the waist, and held Wen Zhuo's hands back with one hand, and he harvested a little rabbit that exploded in anger.

"Seal!" At this time, Wen Zhuo still remembered that Wen's father was downstairs. He didn't dare to shout out loud, but only dared to swear by gritted teeth: "Why do you kiss me!"

Feng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was a little surprised by Wen Zhuo's attitude.

It seemed a little different from what he thought, he thought that Wen Zhuo ran away yesterday because he was ashamed of being seen, but looking at it now, Wen Zhuo's attitude seemed a bit wrong.

"yesterday--"

"Don't mention yesterday!" Wen Zhuo couldn't control the volume for a while, and the end of the sound was soaring. Listening carefully, you can still hear the anger in it: "Let me go!"

Wen Zhuo kicked Feng Qi again.

Wen's father's voice was faintly heard from downstairs, Feng Qi saw that Wen Zhuo's resistance was getting bigger and bigger, he was afraid of attracting Wen's father, so he had no choice but to withdraw.

As soon as he let go, the little rabbit ran away and disappeared, and the seal seems to have heard the sound of locking the door.

The sound of "click" caused Feng Qi to bite his lower lip with the tip of his teeth. He recalled what he did yesterday, and vaguely understood why Wen Zhuo was so angry.

But Feng Qi didn't feel that he was wrong, it was clearly because the little brat had too little experience, and he couldn't do it after touching it, crying and shouting, how could he let go.

Thinking of the few minutes yesterday, Feng Qi began to grind his teeth again.

God knows how he endured it at that time, so he didn't directly take Wen Zhuo to Fa-rectification on the spot.

Maybe it was because the memory of yesterday was so wonderful, Feng Qi didn't even want to bother with Wen Zhuo about that slap, he just wanted to hug his little rabbit and kiss him softly.

It's a pity that the little rabbit is not good and refuses to open the door.

However, Feng Qi's mood has been strangely good these days, he can forgive everything, and he doesn't care too much.

It's just a door, sooner or later Wen Zhuo will open it for him.

"Seal?" Downstairs, Wen's father was asking, "Wen Zhuo won't come down?"

"Here we come." Feng Qi glanced at the door panel for the last time, reached out and knocked twice as if saying goodbye to Wen Zhuo, then turned around and went downstairs directly.

There were two light knocks on the door panel, and the knocking sound exploded beside Wen Zhuo's ears. Wen Zhuo was so startled that his mind was disturbed. He lay on the door panel and listened for a long time, and found that there seemed to be no movement from the people outside.

Wen Zhuo hesitated for a few seconds, then slowly turned the lock, held the doorknob for half a minute, and then opened the door again.

The door was empty, as if the person who dragged him out and hugged him just now was his illusion.

Wen Zhuo probed his head for a long time, and found that Feng Qi had really left.

He stomped his feet viciously, and slammed the door shut angrily, making a "bang" sound.

Come whenever you want, leave whenever you want, and even say such inexplicable things!

Who wants you to agree!

It's over when you throw me out!

Wen Zhuo lost his temper again at the pillow in the room. He was angry at first, but at the end he became inexplicably wronged. He hugged the pillow for a while, until the nanny came upstairs and knocked on the door.

The nanny is a kind and kind aunt who has been taking care of Wen Zhuo since she was a child. She spoke softly and warmly: "Wen Zhuo, come down for dinner. Auntie has cooked a lot of delicious food."

Wen Zhuo hurriedly got down from the bed and opened the door. He looked at the aunt outside the door, hesitant to speak but stopped talking, and finally asked his aunt in a low voice: "Is he still there?"

The aunt said "Oh": "You mean that guest? Not here, I went out with my husband."

Wen Zhuo's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, he unnaturally put down the corners of his mouth, and the cotton shoes gently kicked the door closed, muttering in his heart, "Why do you want him", and then "Papa Papa " stepped on the steps and went downstairs.

All the things in the living room on the first floor were put away, and the floor was swept by the aunt, as if there was nothing there, Wen Zhuo glanced over the floor where Father Wen and Feng Qi had sat before, Then he forcibly retracted his gaze, and walked into the kitchen with his chin tensed.

In the kitchen, there were a few simple dishes on the table, as well as small desserts prepared by my aunt. When Wen's father was away, my aunt secretly brought Wen Zhuo a can of iced Coke.

"Auntie secretly brought it in her bag today, remember to destroy the evidence after drinking it." Auntie said, "It's not good to be discovered by my husband."

Wen's father always thought these junk foods were bad, and never let Wen Zhuo touch them, but Wen Zhuo really liked them, so he made an agreement with the nanny aunt, who would secretly bring some snacks home, and take them away after Wen Zhuo finished eating , or let Wen Zhuo find a way to destroy it himself.

After staying with Wen's father for a long time, my aunt would say "destroy the evidence".

Wen Zhuo nodded, and repeatedly promised his aunt that he would not be discovered by Wen's father, so the aunt took the bag and left with confidence.

Auntie’s daily job is to cook for Wen Zhuo and clean up the house. As soon as Auntie left, Wen Zhuo was the only one left in the villa. Wen Zhuo licked his little tongue, opened the ice-cola, and took a sip.

The steamy cold liquid got into his throat and slid all the way into his stomach. Wen Zhuo suddenly felt much more comfortable in his heart. He held the cold Coke can against his face, only to find that his face was It burned dry.

Wen Zhuo tapped the edge of the table with his little finger, and couldn't help but glance back.

He had never seen his father's box, and his father had never mentioned those things to him, but when it was the seal's turn, his father told him all about it.

Wen Zhuo drank the coke and thought to himself, maybe it is because the seal is the son that his father really wants in his heart. When his father saw the seal, he should sigh in his heart, why is this not my son?

When Wen Zhuo thought of this, he suddenly felt uncomfortable. He took a big gulp of Coke, his cheeks puffed up, and he swallowed the Coke irritably, thinking, this bastard always pinches his confession Come to provoke him, if he sees Feng Qi again, he has to throw the Coke can into Feng Qi's face.

Wen Zhuo just thought of this, when he heard the sound of the door opening, accompanied by some barking dogs, Wen Zhuo was taken aback, thinking that his father had come back, he quickly hid the Coke in his hand .

But there is no way to hide things all around. His father's eyes are poisonous, and he can see anything at a glance. Wen Zhuo was forced to stuff Coke into his trouser waist, trying to hide mines with his trouser waist Way to get away with it.

The coke can was frozen very cold, and as soon as it stuck to the skin, Wen Zhuo's whole body shivered from the ice.

The pajama pants were originally loose-fitting, and he has lost a lot of weight in the past few days. The elastic band around his waist can't hold a bottle of Coke at all. The shape that pops out from under the clothes.

Then there were footsteps, the sound of Father Wen's leather shoes stepping on the ground, the "creaking" sound of the door being opened, and the sound of the dog's paws stepping on the floor.

Are there really dogs?

Wen Zhuo didn't let go of the chopsticks, when he heard Wen's father walking in from the door, walking to the kitchen door, he asked loudly, "Why does it smell like Coke?"

Wen Zhuo was frightened into a cold sweat.

He has always known that his dad's sense of smell is a bit unbelievable, not only can he smell what junk snacks he secretly ate on the way home from school, but he can also guess how long Wen Zhuo ate, but he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.

What can Coke taste like?

"Wen Zhuo!" Father Wen yelled again: "Did you drink Coke?"

"No!" Wen Zhuo straightened his small shoulders reflexively, stood up, turned his head to look at Wen's father, and by the way, tightly covered the Coke can, refusing to admit it: "I didn't drink it."

Wen Zhuo's family has strict rules. If he is caught eating snacks, he will be punished by Wen's father. Wen Zhuo's small body can't stand it.

Turning around, Wen Zhuo realized that Father Wen was actually holding two German Shepherds in his hands.

Before Wen Zhuo had time to look at the two dogs, Father Wen suddenly raised his hand and whistled.

Then Wen Zhuo just watched the two dogs rush towards him quickly, the two dogs didn't bark at all, didn't open their mouths, but jumped up and threw Wen Zhuo to the ground.

One tore off Wen Zhuo's jacket, the other tore off Wen Zhuo's pants, Wen Zhuo was wearing simple pajamas, and the coke can pinned to his waist was immediately discovered by a dog, which was holding the coke can , stepped on the floor with four paws, and ran all the way to Wen's father.

Father Wen took the coke can, stretched out his hand as if rewarding him, rubbed the dog's head, and said with a smile: "Feng Qi, you are right, these are really two well-trained dogs, they really should be let Adopted by those who know them."

Feng Qi was a few steps behind Wen's father. He had just closed the gate of the yard, so he walked a little slowly. At this time, he was closing the door and entering, and saw Wen's father happily holding a can of Coke and looking at him.

The corners of Feng Qi's mouth curled up slightly, he closed the door of the villa, walked over quickly, and said, "I still have some dog food left over there, I'll bring it to my uncle tomorrow." Just as he reached his throat, before he could spit it out, he saw the kitchen scene.

Wen Zhuo fell to the ground, and the buttons of his pajamas on his upper body were torn open, revealing his body from neck to stomach. He was trying to fasten the buttons, but it was probably because his hands were trembling, so he was unsuccessful. His pajama pants were caught. A big hole was torn open, and the white underclothes inside could be seen. There was a large area where he was sitting that was soaked in brown liquid, and small bubbles were still bubbling, which seemed to be Coca-Cola.

Sensing the movement, Wen Zhuo looked up at him.

There seemed to be tears in the eyes of the rabbit, and the tails of the eyes were reddish. Seeing him, he lowered his eyes quickly, and fiddled with the broken pants on his legs, as if he wanted to cover the exposed parts of his legs .

Feng Qi's heart seemed to have been hit by a hammer, so that he didn't say anything when he reached his throat. His voice was dull for two seconds before he called out in a low voice: "Uncle?"

Wen's father heard Feng Qi's hesitant voice, glanced at Wen Zhuo indifferently, and said "he's disobedient, don't worry about it", and then dragged the two dogs to the living room.

"Come on, uncle will find you the map that I participated in that year." Wen's father's voice gradually drifted from the kitchen to the living room, and gradually drifted to the study.

The seal didn't move, he just kept staring at Wen Zhuo on the ground, he didn't raise his head when Wen's father was there just now, he raised his head when Wen's father left, pursed his lips, raised his head, and spoke fiercely. The seal looks at each other.

Although he has tried his best to make himself look fierce, his pursed lips are trembling all the time, and there are tears in his eyes, like a puppy that has been beaten by humans, shrinking under the cover, He barked fiercely at people.

Feng Qi took a breath, closed his eyes slightly, then opened them, and strode towards Wen Zhuo.

He didn't care about Wen Zhuo's unbuttoned clothes, but put his arms around his waist, and led him quickly to the bedroom on the second floor.

Wen Zhuo seemed to be frightened by his sudden approach, and pushed him desperately, but he didn't dare to make any movement, as if he was afraid that his father would hear him.

Feng Qi hugged Wen Zhuo smoothly, and went all the way back to Wen Zhuo's bedroom, closed the bedroom door with his feet, and carried Wen Zhuo into the bathroom.

When he arrived at his room on the second floor, Wen Zhuo's voice suddenly became louder. Just as he was about to call Feng Qi to stop, he heard a sound of "tearing", Feng Qi had already taken off Wen Zhuo's pants.

Wen Zhuo is too sensitive about this matter now, what happened yesterday is still vivid in his memory, is it possible that Feng Qi will do this again in his bedroom!

"Let me go!" Wen Zhuo wanted to push him in shame, but before he could react, Feng Qi had already taken off his two socks with one hand, and then raised his hand to turn on the faucet.

At that time, Wen Zhuo was being hugged by Feng Qi with one arm. Feng Qi's arm was long enough to directly encircle Wen Zhuo's lower body, causing Wen Zhuo's stomach to stick to Feng Qi's face. He felt ashamed Lowering his head, he saw Feng Qi reached out to pick up the water drops, and slowly wiped his thighs.

The cold water drops fell on his legs, and the warm palms scrubbed them carefully. It took Wen Zhuo two or three seconds to realize that Feng Qi was helping him to wash off the Coke on his body.

From Wen Zhuo's perspective, he could see Feng Qi's face in the mirror as soon as he raised his head. Feng Qi was probably not very happy, the corners of his mouth were tense, his triangular eyes drooped slightly, and he looked even more fierce. Feng Qi looked up, and looked at Wen Zhuo in the mirror.

Wen Zhuo looked away in a panic, moved his legs, tried to break away from Feng Qi's hand, his thin lips were pressed together, and his voice came out in a thin and small voice: "You, why are you doing this, I have already told you Don't touch me anymore!"

Feng Qi was still washing his legs, and even wanted to take off his underwear and wash the rest of his dirty places, but Wen Zhuo would never let him, his little brows were tightly knit together , said in a fierce tone: "Don't touch me, I've said it many times, what exactly do you want to seal the contract, you just threw me out yesterday, why are you doing this again today!"

Feng Qi hugged him, put him on the sink, then ignored Wen Zhuo's resistance, and pressed his head on his chest.

His breathing was a bit heavy, and as long as he thought of Wen Zhuo sitting on the ground and not daring to move, he felt a sense of suffocation in his chest.

He drooped his brows and eyes, gently tapped Wen Zhuo's back with one hand, and pressed Wen Zhuo's head with the other, preventing Wen Zhuo from seeing his face.

Wen Zhuo was struggling, but the strength was almost negligible to him.

There was no expression on Feng Qi's face, he wore an indifferent face most of the time, no one knew whether what was surging under his skin was the overwhelming anger, or the trembling heartache like a flower.

Wen Zhuo this year, he thought, has Wen Zhuo lived like this in the past 18 years?

In Wen's father's expression and demeanor just now, Feng Qi even felt that Wen Zhuo might not be as good as those two obedient dogs in his eyes, this feeling made Feng Qi's hands and feet cold.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Wen Zhuo was so timid, he would strictly follow every word the teacher and elders said, and he would be kneaded like a soft ball.

He probably never felt his father's reliance since he was a child. He didn't have enough courage to do things beyond the boundaries, so he had to obediently obey, hoping to please others and make his life better.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the dogs were given by him, they were two dogs he had carefully selected. In order to please Wen's father, he turned all his efforts on Wen Zhuo.

These two dogs are gifts he brought to Father Wen. They are retired military dogs that have undergone rigorous training and can strictly carry out various orders. In some respects, Father Wen is surprisingly similar to his father, whether it is behavior The way is still like.

But just now, the two dogs became accomplices.

Feng Qi thought, besides these two dogs, what else could there be? During the ten years of Wen Zhuo's growth, he might meet some other people and other things. Everything was bestowed by Wen's father The different brilliance, Wen Zhuo has been suppressed for more than ten years.

Feng Qi's chest seemed to be throbbing and rolling violently, which disturbed his sanity until he heard the burning pain and exhaled, then he came to his senses.

His strength grew a little, and Wen Zhuo hurt.

Feng Qi adjusted his state and slowly let go of his hand.

Wen Zhuo raised his head from his arms almost immediately, his face was flushed red, before he had time to curse, he saw Feng Qi with a stern face, pursed his lips, and spit out a few words Word: "It's my fault."

Wen Zhuo was stunned, and didn't react for a while.

It was probably the first time Feng Qi apologized to someone, and when he spoke, his words were still a little blunt, as if he felt that this sentence was a little too light, he frowned and thought about it, and then said it again with emphasis: "It's my fault. "

Wen Zhuo's rabbit eyes blinked. He was sitting on the cold sink tiles. His buttocks were already soaked in Coke and looked sticky. He was stuck to the tiles as soon as he sat down, but he couldn't care less at this moment. It was too high, he twisted uncomfortablely, twisted his hands together, his left hand grabbed his right hand, and his right hand grabbed his left hand. After a while, he turned his face away unhappy, pursed his mouth and said: "Who cares if you're good or not?"

After a few seconds, Wen Zhuo didn't know what he thought of, his little face puffed up slightly, he turned his face, glanced at the seal quickly, then lowered his head, stared at his hand, and asked humbly : "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Qi's lips pursed tighter and tighter.

Wen Zhuo was too embarrassed to raise his head, so he missed Feng Qi's once-in-a-century embarrassment expression. If he raised his head now, he could see Feng Qi rubbing his lips with the tip of his teeth, and his triangular eyes narrowed slightly, as if Hesitating whether to say it or not.

If you want to say something, you have to tell the whole story.

Let’s start from the very beginning of pretending to be asleep. If Wen Zhuo were smarter, he would be able to think of the last time along with this time. The last time he pretended to be asleep, Wen Zhuo diligently fed him for more than half an hour.

Apart from this incident, there is also the fact that he misunderstood Wen Zhuo's confession, and after he threw Wen Zhuo out, he wandered around the room for a few minutes, and finally went out with Wen Zhuo's things, like a stalker Also followed Wen Zhuo for half an afternoon, and finally frantically tried to block Wen Zhuo's "date".

Thinking of him blocking a girl at the toilet door, and despicably planning to use force to warn her to stay away from Wen Zhuo, Feng Qi wished to go back to yesterday and give himself a hard punch.

It's just stupid.

Walking down this line is the grocery room, except for the grocery room, which is today's dog delivery. After thinking about it, Feng Qi felt that he was hopeless.

I have never done anything that I can take out and tell Wen Zhuo!

Wen Zhuo didn't wait for a reply for a long time, raised his head, saw Feng Qi frowning and thought for a while, and suddenly made up his mind, he lowered his head and quickly kissed him on the forehead.

Wen Zhuo was stunned for two seconds, then stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, as if he didn't realize it, he asked again: "What's wrong with you?"

Feng Qi kissed him again.

Wen Zhuo's face was dazed for two seconds, and then he flew into a rage.

"I'm asking what's wrong with you!" He kicked Feng Qi's thigh angrily: "Didn't you tell me to kiss me? If you do something wrong, you will only love your relatives! Who told you to kiss me!"

Feng Qi looked stern, pinched Wen Zhuo's chin, and seemed to want to do it again.

Wen Zhuo was out of breath, and couldn't hit the seal, so he simply reached out and scooped up a handful of cold water from under the faucet, and splashed it all on Feng Qi's face.

Feng Qi slightly closed his eyes, but didn't hide, and let the water flow onto his face. He pinched Wen Zhuo's chin, thought for a while, and added another sentence. He whispered: "It's not good anywhere, don't be with me I'm angry, forgive me, okay?"

Well, your grandma has a leg!

Wen Zhuo's little face suddenly became ferocious.

You are not good, and I am not good either!Only fools treat you well!

He raised his foot again and began to kick the seal, but the force was not heavy, and the seal did not hide, he let Wen Zhuo kick and beat.

Just at this time, father Wen's knock on the door came from outside: "Feng Qi, are you inside?"

Probably Wen's father waited outside for a while but didn't get the seal, so he went upstairs to look for it.

Wen Zhuo was taken aback, his body tensed up, and he didn't dare to kick the seal anymore.

Feng Qi frowned, stared at Wen Zhuo's unconsciously shrunken neck for a while, glanced sideways at the door, then gently rubbed Feng Qi's head, and said something in a low voice "Don't be afraid, I will tell you when I go back to school tomorrow, just wait for me to come to you." Then he turned his head and walked out of the bathroom and out of the bedroom.

Wen Zhuo sat on the sink, watched Feng Qi leave, and heard some movement outside the bedroom, and finally Feng Qi seemed to talk to his father for a while and then left together.

After a while, Wen Zhuo jumped off the sink, took off his sticky underwear, and fell heavily into the sink.

"Who wants to wait for you, bastard, go to hell!"

The author has something to say: After reading some recent comments, I would like to say a few words. Personally, I am slow to write emotional dramas. I like to entangle each other. I try to confirm the other party’s sincerity through trial and error, and then admit my own in the repeated seesaw. Mistakes, twists and turns, but also near the end.

Probably just these few chapters. By the way, I am the dog blood king.