Above, please use some force

He Wen stopped a car, explained the destination, leaned back in the chair, held the mobile phone in one hand, and put the other hand on his lap, tapping his fingers one by one.

On the phone, Yu Bao heard a chattering voice, blinked his big eyes, "Brother Wen, you're not in China,"

"I'm in France, one minute, make it clear." He Wen closed his eyes, his face was a little impetuous.

"Brother Song's car broke down yesterday. Fortunately, there were a few rows of small bushes buffering the railing on the side of the road. There was no danger."

Eyelids moved, He Wen frowned, and the dark shadows between the brows were full of complex colors.

"Do you want to go to the temple to burn incense? Brother Wen? Hello?" The beep sounded, Yu Bao stared at the phone for a while, and the old monk thought seriously.

After a long time, she sighed old-fashionedly, "I can only light a candle for Brother Song..."

The car stopped at the entrance of a building. He Wen got off the car and looked up at the tall buildings all around that almost reached the clouds. He felt that the air here was full of commercial atmosphere.

The hall on the first floor is luxuriously and classically decorated. He Wen strode to the front desk after just a casual glance.

There were two beautiful French women at the front desk. They politely asked He Wen if he needed help. He Wen smiled lightly and said a word.

I asked He Wen's name, and then registered. I'm sorry that they can't report without an appointment.

"I'm his boyfriend." With a slightly raised tone, He Wen raised the corners of his lips in a teasing arc.

The two French women showed surprised expressions when they heard the words. One of them made a phone call, and the next moment his face changed again and again.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at He Wen and exclaimed exaggeratedly.

Homosexuality is an acceptable group here.

He Wen shrugged his shoulders, put his head on his hands, and started chatting with them, consciously or unconsciously mastering some things about this company.

For example, the new director is a sensible son. It is said that their relationship is not very good. The manager and the director often quarrel.

The sound of slightly faster footsteps came, and He Wen turned his head, looking at the young man running towards him with a half-smile, with a scorching light in his eyes.

This is the first time I have seen the other party in a suit and leather shoes. He has more mature charm, his handsome face has lost a lot of weight, and there are some green residues on his chin that have not been shaved on time. He is even more heroic, and his whole body is exuding An imposing manner that cannot be underestimated.

Fang Jun hugged He Wen, his arms kept tightening, and the passionate kiss was full of longing and joy. The two kissed unscrupulously amidst the cheers around them, their saliva mixed with each other, and their lips and tongues sucked hard.

In the elevator, the two kissed again, He Wen licked Fang Jun's lips, brushed the little mole with the tip of his tongue, rubbed his leg against the bulging part of his crotch, and said with a smile in his voice, "Did you miss me? "

"Think about it, think about it every day." Fang Jun stretched his palm into his clothes and touched the smooth skin that made him covetous. Fang Jun said hoarsely, "Every time I think of you, my bottom becomes hard."

"I remember you didn't smoke before." He Wen licked Fang Jun's oral mucosa with his tongue, and He Wen raised his eyebrows slightly, and bit his lip again.

Fang Jun raised his eyelids, revealing the fiery emotion in his eyes. He sniffed the unique breath of the man in his arms, with an infatuated expression on his face, "I miss you, so I just take a few puffs of cigarettes."

When Fang Jun and He Wen walked out of the elevator, the employees at work saw their director in disheveled clothes pulling a man who was also disheveled and had ambiguous hickeys on his neck, and walked past them quickly until the door slammed When it was closed, they let out an excited oh.

In the office, Fang Jun pressed He Wen on the table, and the pile of documents fell to the floor.

The man who looked at him day and night was lying under him at this moment, his black shirt was unbuttoned, and the astonishing strength was hidden in his thin body, enough to make him unable to look away.

However, the marks on He Wen's pale skin that had not faded directly stabbed Fang Jun's eyes. He stared straight at He Wen, like a wounded beast, not knowing how to vent his emotions at this moment.

He Wen suddenly kissed Shang Jun's lips, the words overflowing from the entangled lips were very soft, Fang Jun's eyes had a complex expression, but it disappeared in an instant, and turned into a rude kiss, venting something, silently shouting suppressed emotions .

The two gasped for breath and ended their long kiss. He Wen leaned back, his aroused eyes were hot and provocative, and he was in a casual posture.

The two bitten and swollen red spots on the chest of the man in front of him exuded an attractive luster. It was not the first time I saw it, but it still made Fang Jun unable to control himself.

The man's white and slender fingers slowly stroked his lower body. The sound of the metal zipper seemed to stir up the heat in the air, which intensified. Through a layer of tight underwear, he rubbed wantonly on the wet place, and the wet fingers touched Fang Jun's body trembled at the hot part.

The suppressed desire no longer needs to be restrained, and the madman's longing is relieved. He keeps biting He Wen's neck and collarbone.

Like a wild beast biting the prey that has been watching for a long time, its teeth suck the red spot on Yun Hewen's chest until it becomes deep red and congested before letting go. Walking around, rubbing one hand over the soft flesh in his crotch.

After seeing the color of desire in He Wen's eyes, Fang Jun took off He Wen's pants, bowed his head and kissed him.

The moist saliva wetted the soft things in his mouth, and he felt the changes gradually hardening. Fang Jun's breath became a little short, and he swiped up and down with the tip of his tongue more seriously to wrap it in circles.

The other party's inhalation sound in the ear was accompanied by a wild moan, like a strong aphrodisiac, Fang Jun's eyes were red, he didn't know whether it was excitement or something, he tightened He Wen's narrow waist, with the strength to melt him into his bones.

With a small ball in his lips, he gently licked and kissed it, and Fang Jun rubbed He Wen's buttocks with his hands.

He Wen supported the desk with one hand, while Fang Jun kept holding the other hand tightly. The palms of both of them were covered with sweat, which was very sticky.

The tip of his tongue swept over his secret place, trying to get in and lick the wet and warm interior. Fang Jun never thought that one day he would do this for someone.

The subtle feeling melted in the bottom of my heart. After these days of separation, I realized a fact.

He fell in love with this man who flaunted evil and indulged in arrogance.

He Wen narrowed his comfortable eyes slightly. If this kind of obscene behavior were replaced by simplicity, it would be perfectly normal.

But in his impression, Fang Jun was a bit conservative, but the foreign object that rushed in suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Fuck, be gentle." He Wen grabbed Fang Jun's hair, panting rapidly in his throat, Shuangyuetui rested on his arm, lifted his waist, mixed with panting caused by the pain in his lower body.

Fang Jun took a deep breath, his tie was hanging loosely around his neck, and the button of his shirt fell somewhere while he was pulling.

"I'm starting to move." His voice was hoarse, and there were still traces of moisture on the corner of his mouth. He called out He Wen's name and stabbed him inch by inch.

A wild rhythm that cannot be controlled is staged in the office...

When the two sweaty bodies were separated, more than an hour later, there was a puddle of white viscous liquid on the desk, and the air was filled with the smell of hot flashes and confusion.

Wiping the sweat dripping from He Wen's face with a tissue, Fang Jun hugged He Wen again, buried his face in his neck and breathed, "I will take you with me wherever I go." His voice was still hoarse, with the heat that had not yet faded .

"Okay." He Wen's lips curled up slightly, he leaned lazily on Fang Jun's body, and responded lightly.

Fang Jun looked up at He Wen, saw that all the original marks on the other person's body were replaced by his new ones, he pursed his lips lightly, and passionately kissed the corner of He Wen's lips.

Shocked by this pure love, He Wen squinted his eyes, an inexplicable emotion flashed by, and he reached out to stroke Fang Jun's hair.

dong dong---

There was a knock on the door outside, Fang Jun got up and took He Wen's clothes, and after he packed them up, he quickly tidied them up himself.

"Come in."

The door was pushed open from the outside, and a man walked in, with the characteristics of a typical Frenchman. His brown eyes just glanced at the man reclined on the sofa. He was not shocked, and seemed to be quite normal.

The smell in the air is enough to explain what the two men did a moment ago, and the man did not show a trace of curiosity, and remained calm from beginning to end.

He Wen raised his eyebrows, he found that he began to like this place.

"Sensible let you go up with that gentleman." With a loud voice, the man lowered his head slightly.

Fang Jun hummed, "Got it."

This is the second time He Wen heard Fang Jun speak French, and the pure tone still surprised him slightly.

You must know that he has stayed in France for several years. Although there is no language barrier and he is fluent in French, it is still far from pure.

"My mother wants to see you." Fang Jun lifted the hair on He Wen's forehead and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm here."

Although he knew that this sentence was superfluous, this man was so outstanding that he even blindly believed that there was nothing in the world that could hinder him.

He Wen stood up, frowned, and after doing it with Shen Cheng a few times last night, he almost kept his eyes open until dawn.

He didn't rest much on the plane, and he had developed too much just now, and his body felt a little uncomfortable. He rubbed the center of his brows, it was really bad.

Hope to get a good night's sleep when it's over.

After a while, He Wen looked at the very temperamental middle-aged woman sitting in front of him, her pupils shrunk imperceptibly, and her hands hanging on both sides moved.

More than ten years have passed, and the years have not left too many marks on this woman's face, but it is more quiet and noble than then.

The person he had been looking for for many years now appeared in front of him, but he didn't expect it to be Fang Jun's mother.

The past seemed to be swept away by a storm, a manic arrogance burst out from He Wen, and a terrible coldness surged in his half-closed eyes.

The atmosphere became stiff, Fang Jun sensed the change in He Wen's breath, and asked with worried eyes.

He Wen squinted at Fang Jun, and it only passed for a moment, but it made Fang Jun's blood go cold in an instant. He saw warning and indifference in He Wen's look.

His expression became uneasy, and he attributed this sudden change to the woman on the chair, so he wanted to pull He Wen away.

"Mr. He, you are hostile to me." The middle-aged woman on the chair looked up at He Wen, and twirled the pen in her hand, "There is still hatred."

"You're overthinking." He Wen quickly removed the look from his eyes, and pursed his lips.

The middle-aged woman's eyes stopped on He Wen, "Go out."

She saw that Fang Jun was motionless, with a displeased expression on his face, the aura of the superior was suddenly released, and the atmosphere fell to the bottom.

He Wen signaled Fang Jun to go out, and the two met their eyes, Fang Jun chose to back down, and he turned and left.

"He Wen, 30 years old, an orphan, an employee of New Vision, has appeared in many works, but his career declined three years ago, and he suddenly made a miraculous comeback four months ago. He took on two dramas in a row and participated in entertainment programs. , Concisely, I have had several contacts with the next patriarch of the Shen family, and I just terminated the contract with New Vision, which means that I am currently unemployed." The middle-aged woman clasped her hands on the table and looked at He Wen with sharp eyes.

"Continue." He Wen lit a cigarette, and sat directly on the chair opposite the table of the middle-aged woman, with a relaxed posture.

"I'm not short of money, but you need money."

The middle-aged woman took out a check from the table and threw it in front of He Wen...

Fang Jun kept walking back and forth outside, his hair was messed up by him, and his tie was torn, like a beast that would run away at any time.

The door opened from the inside, and He Wen stood in front of Fang Jun, without any expression on his face, "I booked a room at Nomir Hotel." After speaking, he walked past him and walked away.

Just as Fang Jun was about to catch up, he was stopped by a voice from inside.

"Mom, what did you say to him?" After closing the door vigorously, Fang Jun walked over and asked with his hands on the table.

"He refused." The middle-aged woman's eyes fell on the check, and she spread her hands, "It seems that the number on this check is too small."

Soon he understood what was going on, and Fang Jun could almost imagine the terrifying expression on He Wen's face at that moment.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, even he couldn't accept this kind of insult, let alone a man who was unruly and arrogant to the extreme.

Thinking of what He Wen had endured, the corners of Fang Jun's eyes began to turn red, the corners of his lips were tightened, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Mom, do you want to force me to death?"

"To kill you?" The middle-aged woman stood up, keeping a good figure wrapped under a well-tailored suit, she walked around the table and walked in front of the emotionally disturbed young man.

"Son, I have no objection to you being together, homosexuals can also acquiesce." The middle-aged woman looked at the young man with sharp claws in front of her, and said calmly, "This money can bring him countless benefits. It is completely enough to live in the next life, and I just need him to agree to persuade you to let Sophie conceive our Fang family's child."

"You're slapping your son in the face." Fang Jun almost yelled, with a horrifying expression on his face, "I love him and know him, he can't accept your proposal, I can't accept anyone except him, It's disgusting to even touch."

"He himself has impure relationships with several men, you can even turn a blind eye to this, why can't you be with Sophie..."

"Do you think I want to?" Interrupting the other party loudly, Fang Jun's voice lowered, his face was cold, "Abandoning him or accepting the people around him, these two things cannot be compared, Mom, don't you I understand, you have never loved anyone...I'm sorry." Realizing what he said, Fang Jun felt a little annoyed.

"I don't understand. Love and bread are also incomparable." The middle-aged woman still has her charm, and the shallow crow's feet traces at the corners of her eyes reflect some unknown memories of the past.

Fang Jun reached out to stroke his hair, said sorry again, then turned around and left quickly.

In the hotel, He Wen stood by the window smoking a cigarette, looking at the city outside the window, the wind scattered his hair, but failed to blow away the old memories in his mind.

Putting the cigarette in his hand on the window sill, He Wen narrowed his eyes, his thoughts drifted a little far away.

The winter in L City is extremely cold. At that time, his biggest dream was to have warm clothes to wear. Then one day a strange woman appeared, and his life has been turned upside down ever since.

Fang Jie and Fang Jun have only the same surname. He Wen smacked out the cigarette butt, trying to shake off the negative emotions that started to condense in his heart at some point.

There was the sound of breathing approaching from behind, and a steamy body was attached to it, and the familiar aura enveloped it, pulling back He Wen's thoughts.

Fang Jun pressed He Wen's shoulder to make him face himself, neither of them said a word.In the intimate distance, each other's breath did not merge for the first time.

After a long silence, Fang Jun pressed He Wen's forehead and said softly, "He Wen, I'm sorry."

"What?" He Wen was a little distracted, and the lines on his face were slightly cold.

"The matter here will be finished soon, give me a few days." Fang Jun's voice was very low, he lowered his head and kissed the tip of He Wen's nose.

He Wen pinched his chin and stared at him for a long time, so long that Fang Jun's mind went through many circles, but he still couldn't figure out what the man in front of him was thinking.

He lowered his eyes in frustration, hugged He Wen tightly with his arms, and fixed this person within his reach.

"He Wen, I'm sorry about what happened this afternoon. I didn't know about it beforehand." The young man's drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a small shadow, and his voice was dry, "If you want to give up on me, then I..."

"Give up?" He Wen suddenly showed a ferocious face, as if dynamite was ignited, it exploded in the room in an instant, and his reason suddenly disappeared.

"What the hell are you doing with that doomsday look on your face? It's such a big deal." He Wen squeezed out a word from between his teeth, almost bleeding from chewing, He Wen looked at Fang Jun with fierce eyes, wishing to send him swallow it.

"I'll finish the last sentence." Fang Jun's throat rolled up and down, he fixedly looked at the violent man in front of him, without any fear, but relaxed, "Even if you want to give up on me, then I won't let go. "

He Wen made an emotionless voice from his nasal cavity, pushed away the young man who was rubbing against his neck, and strode towards the door, "Hurry up and keep up."

"Okay." The cheerful voice behind him was accompanied by fast footsteps.

In the next few days, Fang Jun was busy at the company almost every day until late at night, and did not go home, preferring to drive half a circle around Lille to find He Wen.

On the day Fang Jun and He Wen left Lille, Fang Jie didn't show up, and only sent a secretary to pass a message, waiting for He Wen to change his mind at any time.

That sentence almost caused Fang Jun to swear at the airport, and the innocent secretary just endured Fang Jun's anger and went back to work in confusion.

In the waiting hall, He Wen glanced around unintentionally, and when he caught sight of an elegant man with aristocratic temperament sitting a few vacant seats away from him, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely.

After living a new life and changing identities, I didn't expect to meet this person again. The expression on his face was as rich as the paint on the palette.

The reason why there was a car accident that night was because of this man.

What a coincidence.

The man noticed that You Dao's sharp eyes were patrolling him, and he looked up from the newspaper in his hand. When he saw the person on the left, he was slightly taken aback, "Know him?"

He Wen twitched the corner of his mouth, and said three words very unkindly, "I don't know."

Not only Fang Jun, but even the man saw some tricks. He simply put away the newspaper, smiled slightly, and began to introduce himself, "Hello, my name is Qi Yue."

"He Wen." The voice was neither cold nor cold, a little malicious.

Looking at this man named He Wen, Qi Yue suddenly raised his eyebrows, spread out the newspaper to look at it, and suddenly smiled meaningfully, "You are much prettier than the above."

He Wen's face darkened when he saw the blurry, highly distorted photo in the newspaper.

But Fang Jun no longer knew when to put away the gentle expression on his face, his sharp eyes scanned Qi Yue, he raised his arm calmly, and placed it on the back of the chair behind He Wen, declaring ownership.

The corner of Qi Yue's mouth became more and more obvious, and a strange and deep meaning flashed across his elegant and handsome face, and he met Fang Jun's eyes.

He retracted his gaze without any trace, so fast it was almost an illusion.

Coincidentally, Qi Yue's seat was behind He Wen and the others, but they never had any communication on the plane.

If it was a coincidence that the seats were arranged together, then when the three of them left the T city airport and stood one after the other at the door of the apartment building, it had to be said that it was a bit too coincidental.

"We are really destined." Qi Yue looked at He Wen with a smile in his eyes, "I just moved to this community recently, and the greenery here is very good."

Fang Jun pursed his lips and said nothing, his breath was extremely cold, and he stared at Qi Yue with knife-like eyes, full of hostility.

He Wen shrugged his shoulders, but when he saw Qi Yue appeared under the same building as them, and pointed at the door opposite them strangely, saying that it was his new home, and warmly sent out an invitation, He Wen raised his eyebrows. The corner of the lip on one side.

"It's really fate." He Wen put his hands in his pockets and looked at him inexplicably.