wind blowing

Jing Yu raised her head, her eyes sparkling.

It was almost time to put the words "Fresh and delicious, welcome to eat" on my forehead.

Fu Fenglan lowered his eyes and repeated: "... Another bottle?"

Jing Yu happily stood on tiptoe and was about to kiss again when Fu Fenglan covered her mouth unexpectedly.

Jing Yu: "Hmmmm?"

Fu Fenglan's big hand covered his entire chin: "Before receiving the prize, I have to confirm one thing."

Jing Yu: "No no no."

Fu Fenglan: "It's past seven o'clock, and it's already past the off-duty time."

Jing Yu didn't understand what he meant, her eyes were blurred, and she looked at him in confusion.

Fu Fenglan sighed: "So I want to know, are you now a younger brother or Jing Yu?"

It's really not his fluff.

Nor is it frigid.

In fact, after Jing Yu teased him like this for a day, he had already endured to the extreme and felt helpless.

But he can tell that Jing Yu has very little love experience, and it is very likely that she has never been in love.

There is such a big age gap between the two, and Jing Yu is just an adult.

In this case, as the older party, he must figure out the other party's intentions before proceeding to the next step with confidence.

In order not to be confused and bully the other party.

Jing Yu took his hand off: "Is there any difference?"

Fu Fenglan: "The difference is that if you were playing the younger brother just now, you can go home from get off work now. Come on time tomorrow as usual, don't be late."

Jing Yu didn't want to leave.

Fu Fenglan smelled very good, the refreshing and clean smell of oak moss.

He hasn't smelled enough.

A well-groomed chin, without stubble, is cold to kiss.

Pressed light blue striped shirt.

The whole body is filled with the hormonal breath of a mature man.

There is a certain aggressiveness, the eyes of the beast looking at the prey, but it is not annoying.

Instead, it made people's faces heat up, they shrank their hands and feet, and couldn't help thinking wildly.

So Jing Yu whispered: "If it's not my younger brother...can I stay here?"

Fu Fenglan: "Yes."

Jing Yu: "Stay here...what to do."

Fu Fenglan hooked the corner of his mouth, thoughtfully: "...Continue to work overtime and implement 996?"

Jing Yu was so angry that she bit his shoulder.

Fu Fenglan was unmoved by the eight winds.

While he stood on tiptoe, he stretched out his hand suddenly.

He patted his ass lightly and hard.

Jing Yu froze for a moment, too frightened to move.

Fu Fenglan looked at him amusedly: "Are you scared? If you're with me, there are more things to do."

He doesn't have any particular hobbies.

But after being single for so many years, children are so easy to deceive.

He couldn't guarantee that he would be so bad that he would bully him to tears.

Jing Yu was upset to be treated like a child by him.

Puffing up his mouth, he shot back: "Stop scaring people, who hasn't seen a few colorful movies yet."

In order to cheer herself up, she bluffed and said, "To tell you the truth, I grew up watching pornography!"

Fu Fenglan suppressed a smile: "Oh? Which country are you looking at?"

Jing Yu started counting her fingers and talking nonsense: "Japanese ones have old-fashioned plots, and there are always old men with poor body management, which is boring; Korean ones have too many plots, putting the cart before the horse; European and American ones are too vulgar, and they have accents, which I don't like." ..."

Fu Fenglan: "Well, there is research, it's amazing."

He opened the DVD in the living room, picked a disc from the drawer, and put it in the player.

Sitting on the sofa, he patted the seat beside him and called Jing Yu to sit down.

Jing Yu became nervous: "Want to watch together now...?"

Could it be that the progress is too fast.

Woo.

Why does it feel like a sheep is in the mouth of a tiger?

Lingling, Lingling, is it too late to escape now?

Struggling for a moment.

Jing Yu rubbed past in small steps.

Really rubbed past.

There were even traces of slippers on the floor.

As soon as he reached the edge of the sofa, Fu Fenglan grabbed his hand.

He relaxed on the sofa, staring at his face, with a half smile: "Are you nervous?"

Jing Yu sat down on the sofa as calmly as possible, and said nonchalantly, "No, it's a bit cold."

"cold?"

Fu Fenglan repeated it, frowning slightly, and covered him with the gray velvet blanket on the other side of the sofa.

The DVD player starts spinning.

After a vaguely familiar background sound, a row of Spanish letters appeared on the TV.

Jing Yu was still in a daze, thinking what kind of pornography is this, why is it so familiar, has he seen it?

This unscientific.

Isn't pornography such a thing that you can't remember when you put on your pants?

Then I saw a familiar scene cut into the camera and the director's name.

what.

It's "Santiago's Blue Lisianthus."

Before Jing Yu could react, she looked at Fu Fenglan in a daze: "I don't want to watch together..."

Fu Fenglan asked him back: "What are you looking at?"

Only then did Jing Yu realize that she had lost her mind, and her face flushed with embarrassment: "It's nothing!"

Rubbing his face hard a few times, he said haha: "It's nothing, nothing, hahaha, I agreed to watch it together during the day, I almost forgot hahaha."

Fu Fenglan didn't smile.

He stared at him for a moment.

After a few seconds, he said slowly, "Sorry, it seems that I am too confused."

He picked up the remote and turned off the TV.

Turning to Jing Yu, she gently stretched out her hand.

Through the gray velvet blanket, stroked down from the abdomen, and then stopped somewhere.

"is it here."

Jing Yu was stupid, subconsciously nodded.

In the next second, Fu Fenglan lifted the blanket and got in.

"Don't be afraid." His voice was muffled in the blanket, deep, like two thick jade stones colliding in brocade.

"Anyway, if you want to run now, it's too late."