The little wolf dog of the actor's house

"Did I tell you?" Zhuo Qingfan suddenly brushed away the boy's hand and retreated.

He has a severe fever now. Although he swallowed a fever-reducing medicine in the bedroom, the medicine must not be effective yet. He doesn't want Fu Yunyi to find out that he has a fever.

His fever is a heart disease, and it is caused by his own guilt and self-blame.

The doctor can't see it.

Fu Yunyi's outstretched hand froze in mid-air without embarrassment. After a moment of silence, the boy's eyes flickered slightly, and he lowered his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I actually forgot, you don't want me to touch it."

Zhuo Qingfan was shocked: "Xiao Yi, I didn't mean that."

"Brother, don't worry." The boy sat aside, "I just wanted to test your temperature, nothing else."

Zhuo Qingfan couldn't tell the difference: "I...I didn't say no to touch."

The boy lowered his head, full of loneliness and said: "I know, you are more and more afraid of me now, brother, I am a bastard, I shouldn't have kissed you that night."

"Why do you still mention what happened that day? I don't blame you if I said it."

"Why don't you blame me." The boy lowered his head, rubbed his hands together and said in a low voice, "I clearly knew that you were having a nightmare that night, I clearly knew that you were delirious, and I clearly knew that you didn't want to, but I still kissed you, kissed you greedily, and sucked your tongue into my mouth boldly, brother, I’m an asshole.”

"Little Yi!"

"You should be afraid." The boy pulled up his lips and smiled bitterly, "Even I am afraid of myself, I don't understand why I have no self-control when facing you, just like a bully , that's what I think about every day, every time I see you, my brain will go crazy, thinking about what posture to use every day, I really...I'm a hooligan!"

"Enough." Zhuo Qingfan growled, "Stop talking!"

He didn't want to hear Fu Yunyi use the lowly word "rogue" to describe himself.

"Brother, I'm just a bully." Fu Yunyi closed his eyes and said frankly, "Let me tell you the truth, all the promises I made to you are false, I will never touch you, I dare not promise anything , It’s all fake, I can’t help it at all, as soon as I saw you, I thought about what posture to use to penetrate deeper, I’m already dying.”

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes widened, his heart was startled and flustered, like a hurricane blowing by, he really didn't know what to say, he always thought that Fu Yunyi was just young, so his desire was stronger than ordinary people, but he didn't know that he was already demonic Startled so far, unexpectedly...

Seeing the man sitting in silence with a frozen face, Fu Yunyi felt a chill in his heart, and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, I'm still scared, brother, do you also think that I'm hopeless?"

Zhuo Qingfan remained silent, his heart beating like a drum, thumping.

"If you feel scared, then try to keep a little distance from me in the future." The boy whispered darkly, "Because I don't know when, I will suddenly be unable to bear it and show my true nature. It’s barely wearing this human skin.”

"Xiao Yi..."

"Don't worry, I will try my best to stay away from you." After saying that, Fu Yunyi stood up from the sofa and walked towards the door of the living room.

"Xiao Yi!" Zhuo Qingfan suddenly grabbed the boy's wrist.

Fu Yunyi froze: "Let go."

Zhuo Qingfan didn't move, but still clenched his hands tightly.

"Brother!" The boy turned his head angrily, "Don't you understand what I say?! I'm a bully, I want to insult you every day, you should stay away from me..."

"Can I do it here?" Zhuo Qingfan interrupted him suddenly.

"Ah?" The boy's expression froze on his face.

"I said..." Zhuo Qingfan repeated, lowered his head and glanced at the sofa and said, "Can I just stay here? I'm a little tired and don't want to go upstairs."

Fu Yunyi looked bewildered: "What are you doing here...?"

The man's face turned awkward, but he still stared firmly into the boy's eyes and said, "Don't you want to help me? Don't you feel suffocated? Then don't bear it."

Fu Yunyi's eyes dimmed suddenly: "Brother, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I know." Zhuo Qingfan lowered his hands, "But let's say, I'm really not feeling well right now, and I'm definitely not physically strong enough to do the full set, so I'd better help you with my mouth."

The boy's pupils shrank slightly, his Adam's apple rolled secretly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Brother, you... do you really have a fever?"

Zhuo Qingfan sighed slightly, and said in a low voice, "Just say whether you want it or not..."

Looking at the man's warm lips, Fu Yunyi's eyes turned red: "Brother, I, I want it, but, isn't this wronging you too much..."

Zhuo Qingfan raised his eyebrows: "Then you don't want it?"

"I...."

"Don't forget it."

"I want it!" Fu Yunyi quickly raised his voice, "Brother, I want it!"

Zhuo Qingfan smiled wryly: "Then sit on the sofa now."

The boy walked to the edge of the sofa step by step in disbelief and sat down again, his mind was dizzy.

Zhuo Qingfan was silent for a while, and after doing a good job of psychological preparation, he finally got up from the sofa and knelt down beside the boy on one knee...

After half an hour.

"Brother." Fu Yunyi hurriedly took a cup from the table and handed it to the man's mouth, "You spit here."

Zhuo Qingfan's eyes were already suffocated red, the corners of the eyes were moist, and the pupils were filled with water vapor.

Fu Yunyi said anxiously: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, brother, I really couldn't hold back... Brother, you, you spit here."

Zhuo Qingfan stared at the boy, rolled his Adam's apple, and finally swallowed the thing.

Fu Yunyi's eyes widened, he quickly took the quilt and poured water, and said anxiously: "Brother, you... rinse your mouth quickly."

Zhuo Qingfan took the water glass, raised his head, took a big mouthful of water, rinsed his mouth, and spat it into the trash can next to him.

Fu Yunyi followed him anxiously, and said without guilt: "Brother, I have wronged you, and I have worked hard for you..."

Zhuo Qingfan rinsed his mouth a few more times, and after confirming that the ambergris-like taste in his mouth disappeared, he put the cup on the tea table, shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's all voluntary."

Fu Yunyi felt more guilty, lowered his head and said: "Brother, I'm sorry, I originally wanted to hold back being outside, but it was so comfortable, I, I couldn't hold back..."

"It's okay." Zhuo Qingfan lowered his head with a flushed face, "You don't have to think too much, I told you, it's all voluntary."

Fu Yunyi's heart was soft, and he turned and sat next to the man, raised his hand and hugged him in his arms, kissed the man's eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Brother, did you forgive me?"

Zhuo Qingfan quietly lay on the other's shoulder and whispered: "I didn't blame you in the first place."

It was he who was to blame.

"You should blame me." The boy whispered, "I have done so many things that are beyond reproach."

"Stop talking." Zhuo Qingfan interrupted him, feeling a chill in his heart.

He is the one who is really unforgivable.

In reality, the things Fu Yunyi did are nothing compared to his crimes.

Seeing that he was depressed, Fu Yunyi quickly rubbed the man's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Zhuo Qingfan shook his head: "No discomfort."

"Actually...you should spit it out." The boy whispered, "I can do this kind of thing, you don't need to do this for me."

"Are you unhappy?" Zhuo Qingfan raised his head suddenly, staring at the boy with burning eyes, "I swallowed your stuff, do you feel... unhappy?"

Fu Yunyi felt that he was about to die of a sudden heart attack, Zhuo Qingfan's eyes, that kind of eyes that were willing and submissive.

That was crit.

Even though he had just experienced bliss once, Fu Yunyi's abdomen tightened suddenly, he turned his head quickly, avoiding the man's sight, shook his head and said: "Brother, no, I...why would I feel unhappy, I'm just afraid of wronging you. "

"I don't feel wronged." Zhuo Qingfan closed his eyes, buried his head on the boy's shoulder, and murmured in a low voice, "If that person is you, there is nothing to be wronged..."

*****

Nine o'clock in the evening.

After dinner, Fu Yunyi went to take a shower, while Zhuo Qingfan was in a daze in the living room.

His mind was still erratic, and he always felt a sense of unreality.

I always feel that what I have experienced these days should be a nightmare.

Maybe, when I wake up tomorrow morning, it will all be over.

Xiao Nan would still jump up and down to the bedroom early in the morning and shout, "Good morning, Dad."

He would still get up as usual, and while taking care of the children to wash up, he would be busy preparing breakfast.

Fu Yunyi would still go into the kitchen sticky and make trouble for him, spending the busy morning in sweet quarrels and bickering.

Zhuo Qingfan closed his eyes, I really hope...

Really hope this is a nightmare.

Just thinking about it, the phone suddenly vibrated.

After Zhuo Qingfan was stunned for a moment, he quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket.