heart arsonist

Since getting the acquiescence of Mr. Cheng, although Fang Wei hasn't moved there, and hasn't even stayed across the street, even Nini can feel that Fang Wei's heart is no longer at home.At three o'clock in the morning, Mr. Cheng heard the sound of Fang Wei entering the door while he was half asleep. When he was awakened by the opening of the anti-theft door again, Mr. Cheng opened his eyes and looked at the alarm clock. The clock on the wall had just pointed to five o'clock.

"Wake up, don't sleep," shook Mr. Jiang who was beside him, and gestured with his fingers: "But I only slept for two hours."

"I came back late the night before last, but at least I slept for three hours. It's so exaggerated that I didn't sleep at all?" Mr. Cheng was a little depressed and deeply worried about Fang Wei's work and rest.Mr. Jiang smiled, and helped Mr. Cheng tuck the quilt again: "Isn't there still a lunch break? And at this time, I guess I went to sleep there. Understand, understand, it's not easy for them to be together again."

Mr. Cheng asked himself, and felt that he had understood enough during this period of time.Just this week alone, he saw the two of them hanging out downstairs a few times, all out of humanitarianism, he didn't directly step forward to separate the two indecent people.Especially at night, as long as the lights on the balcony of Song Xinheng's house are on, Fang Weibao must not be at home, and he often even took a shower when he came back.

It's fine to take a shower, but Fang Wei, who didn't feel sleepy when he got home, lay on his bed and took a symbolic nap. When he woke up again, he smelled the same shower gel fragrance as Song Xinheng, and he had only been separated for two hours. The buffet-like beauty on the opposite side still couldn't hold back.He didn't even change into his pajamas, so while it was still dark, he put on his coat and went out with the keys.

Song Xinheng slept so deeply that he didn't even know when Fang Wei entered or went to bed.Getting under the same quilt, Fang Wei felt cold, but when he slipped into Song Xinheng's arms, the other party didn't push him away, and just hugged him to sleep.Listening to Song Xinheng's heartbeat, Fang Wei lost sleepiness even more, so he stretched out his index finger, boredly picking the buttons of Song Xinheng's pajamas.

Song Xinheng sleeps in a very elegant posture lying on his side. Apart from subconsciously liking to hug people, he has no other bad habits.Fang Wei opened all the buttons, and the tip of his nose touched Song Xinheng's collarbone, smelling the same avocado aroma.He opened the clothes a little more, and there was still his own mark on the thin waist, which once again convinced Fang Wei that the stunner lying on the bed was really his boyfriend now.

It was seven o'clock when he woke up, Song Xinheng opened his eyes, and Fang Wei was lying beside him and flipping through his phone.Seeing Song Xinheng woke up, Fang Wei hung up his phone and turned to say good morning to him.I forgot how long it had been since I saw Fang Wei saying good morning to him in his pajamas. Song Xinheng looked at his sweet smile and reached out to touch Fang Wei's small face. His palm was warm, but he still noticed that there was wind in the quilt. .

"Where should I put my legs?" Song Xinheng looked at himself and said in a good temper, "Is it fun to undress?"

No matter how loyal and fanatical fans are, they will never be like Fang Wei, like a thermometer, even Song Xinheng can clearly see where it is cold and where it is hot.Fang Wei didn't take back the leg that was attached to the inner skin of Song Xinheng's lower limbs, Fang Wei moved closer, continued to look through his shopping list, and said in a good mood: "Do you want me to buckle it back for you? Or do you just get up and change your clothes? "

Thinking of today's schedule, and looking at Fang Wei huddled under the quilt, Song Xinheng felt that life was cruel to him, and wanted to put Fang Wei in his pocket and take him to work.Bringing Fang Wei over, Song Xinheng wanted to sleep on the bed again, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fang Wei browsing the shopping information, beaming with products one after another, and Song Xinheng heard Fang Wei say: "What kind of New Year's goods are you sending at your house? "

"I remember that you can give anything as a gift, but many of them are bought directly at the gate of the community." Song Xinheng, who has not visited relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year for many years, was flattered by the fact that Fang Wei was considering meeting his family.Fang Wei had no idea, the shopping cart was full of products endorsed by Song Xinheng, and Fang Wei showed him contentedly: "The vacuum flask with your photo on it is also very beautiful."

Being surrounded by Song Xinheng all day long, Fang Wei almost forgot that he has other idols now.Song Xinheng is not interested in the products that he endorses, but he is very interested in Fang Wei who wants to buy New Year's goods: "I am free tomorrow afternoon, I will come to you at noon, let's go buy some New Year's goods." After kissing for a while, Song Xinheng said, "By the way, I'll buy some more cat food for you Nini."

The two of them have been getting tired of staying at home recently. Although the air outside is very good, it is still a risky thing to lead Song Xinheng to the street in broad daylight.Not to mention the well-armed Song Xinheng appeared there, both hands were not idle, one hand was pushing the car, the other hand was pulling Fang Wei, after all, they were one of the few comrades, along the way The return rate is high.

"The result is not ordinary at all." There has always been a desire to go shopping with Song Xinheng, but even if his identity is not exposed, the eye-catching Song Xinheng always has his own magnetic field.It’s okay for the young girls to follow and take pictures, and even a few gays tried to talk to Fang Wei, just treating Fang Wei as air, which made Fang Wei deeply feel that even Song Xinheng, whose face was blocked only by his eyes, would not be very safe to bring out.

"Send these things first?" Fang Wei sat on the carpet and began to think about buying too many things in distress.Song Xinheng took off his coat for him, and when he hung it up and folded it back, he also sat beside Fang Wei: "Send it to the opposite side."

"It's too troublesome to send them over. We'll buy them at the gate of the community. These are for dads."

Fang Wei reacted for a few seconds before he realized that Song Xinheng had planned to please his father from the beginning.But as Song Xinheng said, sending it over is not as fresh as buying it directly in the past. Although I really like the feeling of shopping in the mall with Song Xinheng, Fang Wei is a bit appreciative when thinking of the two young boys who strike up a conversation. He said: "Then you may have to wear a motorcycle helmet then."

Song Xinheng smiled, and those attractive eyes made Fang Wei lose his temper again.Fang Wei sighed, got up and pulled the curtains, took off his sweater and shirt, sat on Song Xinheng's body and kissed him, and skillfully picked off Song Xinheng's clothes.Song Xinheng's hand passed through Fang Wei's armpit, and his warm palm moved across his bare back. After a short while, the kiss made Fang Wei's body tremble slightly.

"Response again?" Song Xinheng brushed Fang Wei's earlobe with his lips, and whispered softly.Fang Wei panted shallowly, wrapped his arms around Song Xinheng's neck, and obediently endured another wave when Song Xinheng pressed down to kiss him again.When holding Fang Wei's waist and putting the person on the sofa, Song Xinheng's hands went down the spine, along the hip bones, and took off Fang Wei's unbuttoned pants.

The man who just kisses and teases Song Xinheng leisurely, but he has no resistance to the kiss when his body is naked.But after getting to know Fang Wei's body, Song Xinheng understands his deeper preferences.There was a pause for a few seconds when the hand touched the crotch. Song Xinheng took Fang Wei's hand and put it on the back of his hand. He only soothed it a few times through his underwear, and Fang Wei's tears wet Song Xinheng's shoulder.

The suppressed choking sound touched Song Xinheng's nerves. Song Xinheng hugged him, stimulating Fang Wei's restricted area lightly and sometimes heavily during the touch and kiss.When the palms were sticky, Song Xinheng licked Fang Wei's trembling lips, and slowly pulled his hands out of his underpants. Song Xinheng wiped his hands with the shirt he took off not long ago, admiring Fang Wei's at a loss while wiping. cute emoticon.

The sticky shirt was thrown on the floor, Song Xinheng put his hand on Fang Wei's waist, and kissed him from another angle.Seeing Song Xinheng's beautiful long legs and his buttocks fit perfectly, Fang Wei was still a little embarrassed.He adjusted his straddle posture, his face was flushed in the long kiss, just looking at Song Xinheng's reassuring smile, his heart was already softened into a mess.

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