Sober candy

Fu Jing actually didn't know Lin Xu's specific address, he only knew the general area of ​​the neighborhood, but he booked two air tickets and decided to fly here on the spur of the moment. Want to see him.

There are some things that I always feel that there is something missing over the phone, and I have to say it in person.

When Lin Xu's voice sounded behind him, Fu Jing turned around and saw Lin Xu parked his car on the side of the road, walking towards him with a smile on his face to pick up his luggage.

"Why did you come here suddenly?" Lin Xu put the luggage into the trunk, helped Fu Jing open the passenger door, and stretched out a gentleman's hand to block the upper edge of the door.

"If you want to come over, you will come here." Fu Jing sat in, glanced at Mr. Lin's gentleman's hand, and slapped it away ungratefully.

Seeing that he is skilled in operation, he has helped those girlfriends from the past to block, right?

"What's the matter?" Seeing the man's indifferent reaction, Lin Xu stood outside the car and leaned over to ask him, "Are you unhappy?"

"No," Fu Jing shook his head, "Come in."

Lin Xu looked at him half-believingly: "Really?"

Fu Jing raised his eyes and raised his eyebrows to look at him: "Why should I be angry?"

"You haven't replied to my message these days." Lin Xu breathed a sigh of relief, sat back in the car at ease, started the car, and said with a little emotion: "You didn't say good night to me. I haven't fallen asleep for several days. I thought you You're breaking up with me."

Uncle Fu tilted his head, and seeing Senior Lin, who was nearly forty years old, sitting upright and speaking childish words in a serious manner, he couldn't help but sneered a few times: "How old are you, did you break up without saying goodnight?"

"I'm afraid you will run away again." Lin Xu said.

Fu Jing laughed: "Where am I going?"

"It's because I don't know, that's why I'm afraid." Lin Xu glanced at him, then suddenly put his hand on the back of his neck, rubbed his big hand on his cold neck, and said half-jokingly: "Fu Jing, I Would you like to put on a collar?"

"What's the matter?" Fu Jing shrugged his shoulders with a smile, and said cheerfully, "You want to lock me up?"

"Can you?" Lin Xu asked with a smile.

Fu Jing laughed a few more times, laughing so hard that his face turned red even to his ears, and when the dry air settled down, he lowered his head and rubbed his forehead, covered his face and leaned on the seat to look out the window, with a deep voice.

"Okay."

……

The atmosphere seemed to be getting more subtle in the car, and the two of them didn't talk anymore in a tacit understanding.

Get out of the car, take the luggage, go home, take a shower, at this age, they don't need to talk about it, what Fu Jing is here for, they are tacitly aware, and they don't need to clarify.

It's hard to tell who teased who first, maybe his long eyelashes are fine and slightly curled, sweeping his dry and slightly prickly green stubble first, and his soft lips percussively invade.

Maybe it was his rough and dry hands that pinched his waist first, which aroused the two people's lust|desire for a moment.

……

It takes two more puffs to get used to it.

People need to touch it several times to understand.

What a simple truth.

Fu Jing wanted to know Lin Xu, wanted to know him, and approached him, just like Lin Xu had treated him back then, and now he especially wanted to think about Lin Xu clearly.

After finishing the work, Fu Jingchi, topless, leaned against the head of the bed and lit a cigarette, staring at the end of the bed which he couldn't see clearly, exhaling.The dim light and shadow in the room projected on his knuckles holding the cigarette, outlining the rough and rough lines, and the sweaty chest was still sweating, implying that intense and hearty sex|thing.

Uncle Fu put his other arm around Senior Lin's tender and smooth waist. This time it was finally not a potato. He used the hard calluses on his fingertips to rub back and forth against his white and smooth skin with a wicked sense of humor. , Thinking about whether I can pinch water out for someone.

Lin Xuechang was lying under the quilt, not in a very happy mood, stretching out his arms outside the quilt, playing with his newly bought one-piece hand|cuff collar toy.

The thing didn't come in handy, Fu Jing is a man of few words, he just took it out of the drawer, and the people behind him had already cleaned it up, the two of them were standing in the wrong position, but it was too late to do it At that point, who is still in the mood to go back and continue putting on the collar calmly?

Sure enough, when people grow up, they are out of control.

But Lin Xu didn't want to control Fu Jing either. He liked to be a winner and was used to overpowering everything. It was his instinct to conquer and control, but he couldn't use this method on Fu Jing.Fu Jing is a very special person, he wanted to pamper him and treat him well from the very beginning.

Fu Jing's palm was rough and thick, and when he stroked him, he felt an inexplicable pleasure, which made the instinct hidden in his bones turn into a flattering enjoyment that was beyond his control when he was pinned and tortured by others, even in a certain situation. At times, he would be ashamed of his unnatural groan|moans.

When he was up there, he was the master of everything, and the master didn't make that blushing and shameful sound.

Lin Xu closed his eyes tightly, rubbed his hot face where the blush had not subsided, and couldn't help imagining that if time went back another 16 years, back to the day when he and Fu Jing were lying on the bed together, he couldn't restrain himself. If they suppressed their own desires and forcibly overcame Fu Jing's last line of defense, then they probably wouldn't be in the situation they are today.

In fact, Lin Xu didn't care who went up and who went down, but his voice at that time really made people feel ashamed after hearing it.

Lin Xu told Fu Jing about this important matter involving his dignity, and asked what should happen to this matter in the future?Uncle Fu was distracted, and he shrugged his shoulders when he heard the sound of laughter, trembling so that the soot fell off the quilt and almost burned it into a big hole.

"Stop smoking," Lin Xu was quite dissatisfied with Fu Jing's irresponsible attitude. He took the cigarette in his hand and extinguished it, stretched out his hand to touch his chin, and said forcefully, "Look at me."

Fu Jingju cast a condescending glance at him.

Lin Xuechang is really young, with few wrinkles, only a few superficial fine lines on the skin surface, fair and smooth skin, and fine chain bones that look like a work of art.

It was unbearable.

The itching was unbearable, and the desire to destroy suddenly came to his heart. Fu Jing's hand rubbing the waist of the man slipped down under the bed, stopped on Lin Xu's thigh, and pinched hard.

Lin Xu: "..."

If you don't love, please don't hurt.

Fu Jing laughed a few times, lowered her head and kissed Senior Lin, who was a bit unhappy, then slipped back into the bed and hugged him again, and began to coax him softly, telling Senior Lin not to be angry, whether Senior Lin was on top or not. Bottom, the sound is nice.

Lin Xu lay in the arms of the person like a zombie, with the sweat flowing from the gully of Uncle Fu's chest sticking to his body, his nostrils were filled with the smell of tobacco that lingered all over Uncle Fu's body, and his expression was in pain.

As soon as Fu Jing saw the man's expression, he became happy again. He hummed happily and buried his head in the man's neck to inhale the fragrance. After Lin Xu was almost tortured, he let go of him and took him to take a bath together.

"So you came to see me?"

After washing up, Uncle Fu became more fragrant, Lin Xu took the initiative to stick to him and hugged him, and asked a casual question.

"Probably." Fu Jing covered Senior Lin with a quilt, and hugged him back.

"Is it?" Lin Xu asked, "What does this mean?"

Fu Jing buried her head in his shoulder, silent for a while, and then said: "I just want to see you, to see if you are still you."

This sentence has a deep meaning, Lin Xu can hear it.

He glanced at the person in his arms, Fu Jing's face was not facing him, he couldn't see the person's eyes, and he couldn't see what was going on in his heart.

Lin Xu was a little discouraged. He looked up at the hanging panels on the roof and was silent for a while, before finally asking, "Fu Jing, do you know something?"

Fu Jing closed his eyes, and replied with a muffled "Yeah".

"Then in your heart..." Lin Xu sighed, then turned his face away, and asked in a low voice, "Do you hate me like that?"

Fu Jing didn't open his eyes, and said, "No, I'm just not used to it."

"I got it," Lin Xu stared at Fu Jing's thick black eyelashes, let go of him, turned to stare at the ceiling above his head, a little regretful: "I got it."

"Lin Xu," Fu Jing opened his eyes and looked at his side face, sighed, reached out and pinched his face: "I didn't mean to hate you, really."

"I didn't mean to hate me, didn't you come to settle accounts with me?"

"I……"

Lin Xu glanced at him, turned around and asked, "Fu Jing, if Zhao He and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?"

"..." Fu Jing was speechless to Lin Xu's boring question: "The three of us can swim, and I can't save anyone."

"Then if Zhao He and I swim into deep water and meet a shark at the same time," Lin Xu asked persistently, "Who do you save first?"

Fu Jing: "..."

"Who?" Lin Xu asked.

"I'll call the police to get you two out first, and then I'll call 120 to give you a psychiatric number to see if anyone has any brain problems before swimming in the deep water area with sharks." Fu Jing gritted his teeth and said He said a few words, then reached out his hand and talked on his head, and said in disgust: "Senior Lin, how smart are you?"

"You are deliberately avoiding my question, but you are still blaming me for bullying him."

He believed everything else Fu Jing said, but Lin Xu still missed the slap when he helped Fu Jing enter the car door tonight. It was obviously angry, and Fu Jing's emotions couldn't hide from his eyes.

Senior Lin is very smart.

I don't know if it's because he's getting old and dared to commit a crime. Uncle Fu started to get angry when he heard that Lin Xu's sentence after sentence was unreasonable. He was obviously kept in the dark, but now he still wants to let him To answer the question?

Fu Jing twitched his five fingers under the quilt, preparing for a while when Lin Xu was going to give him another multiple-choice question in the next sentence, and he was about to pull Senior Lin's hair.

After a while, Lin Xu finally frowned and came up to him again and asked, "Fu Jing, if I forced you back then, would you hate me?"

"Huh?" Fu Jing asked, "Forcing me?"

This question is quite level, Fu Jing's hand that was about to pluck people stopped, thought about it carefully, and said, "No."

Lin Xu stared into his eyes: "Why?"

Fu Jing glanced at him, and seeing the serious expression on his face, he couldn't help laughing, and said, "You're so nice, why should I hate you? At most, it's a little...err..." Fu Jing lowered his head and smiled smugly A few times: "It should be a little embarrassing."

"What?!" Lin Xu's voice suddenly rose, and he grabbed the sheet tightly, his brows furrowed: "Excuse me?!"

He sacrificed so much and suffered so much pain, but now Fu Jing told him that if he continued at that time, he would just feel embarrassed?

Excuse me?

what is this?

"Don't get excited," Fu Jing laughed a few times, then raised her hand and rubbed her forehead to smooth out the wrinkles on her forehead, then put her hand on Lin Xu's back, and comforted her, "Who knows, what didn't happen Son, don't guess too much, if you are really unbalanced, you can think of the worst."

"What's the downside?" Lin Xu was really unbalanced.

"Maybe there is a psychological shadow," Fu Jing smiled: "Because I was not used to it at the time."

"Fu Jing," Lin Xu frowned, and rubbed his thumb against the corner of his mouth a few times: "Your habit is really hard to develop."

"So I didn't ask you to make it a habit." Fu Jing leaned his head on the pillow, stretched his neck, and laughed at himself: "Oh, what a fucking embarrassment."

"It won't be shameful if you do it a few more times." Lin Xu's eyes rested on the corners of Fu Jing's eyes, and he also smiled.

Fu Jing rubbed his face, laughed, and turned his head to look at him: "Lin Xu, have you ever had a new house?"

"No." Lin Xu shook his head.

"When I was in the village when I was young, I really liked to watch other people get married," Fu Jing stretched out his arms to hold people in his arms, and pressed his undulating chest against the arms of the people around him, and said with a smile: "At that time, there were firecrackers, and a string of red firecrackers The strings are hung on the bamboo poles, and when the fire is lit, the yard is full of red confetti, which is very lively. I always like to go to the alley to pick up those small unfinished firecrackers, save them in my pocket, and squeeze them together Watch them get married in the crowd."

"Our place is poor, we can't build a large auditorium, and we don't hire a master of ceremonies. When men and women get married, they spread a layer of quilts in the yard, and then the bride and groom arm in arm, wearing rented red dresses, and kneel on the quilts in the yard. Kowtow to the old man."

"It's cheap to get married in the village," Fu Jing said with a smile: "Please invite the villagers and elders, and then call your own relatives to set up a few big round tables in the yard, build a stove to stew, and make an open-air banquet. Sit in the house and wait for the bridal chamber."

"Lin Xu," Fu Jing reached out and tugged Lin Xu's ear back and forth, and said, "Our hometown is very conservative, people only get married once, no matter if you choose right or wrong, you can only be with that one person in this life Stay together. Before I met you, I had never been in a relationship. I didn’t know how to determine who is right and who is wrong. Like is not necessarily love. We were not married at the time , you can’t casually bridal chamber, you understand?”

"Blame me for being abrupt," Lin Xu's ears were itching from being pulled, he put his arms around Fu Jing, sighed and laughed: "Fu Jing, I'm sorry, I should propose to you first."

"I may not agree to your marriage proposal." Fu Jing laughed a few times: "Senior Lin, maybe we should have taken this roundabout way, so that we can all look carefully before making a decision."

"What do you want to see clearly?" Lin Xu asked with a smile, "Can you see me clearly?"

"A lot of things, of course, including you." Fu Jing smiled and shook his head: "We were young at the time, and the promise of a lifetime was too heavy. It was too easy to say love, but it was too difficult to keep love."

"It's because I'm afraid of letting you down," Lin Xu sighed, "If you touch you, it's like killing you. Senior Lin is not a rapist. Why are you so afraid of me?"

Fu Jing couldn't help laughing a few times: "Thank you for being so brave to say it."

"Fu Jing," Lin Xu was silent for a moment, and said, "Whether it's between me and you, or between me and Zhao He, if you blame me, don't hold it in your heart."

"Ok?"

"I don't want us to part again because of something." Lin Xu glanced at him and said, "I don't want another ten years."

"No," Fu Jing smiled, closed her eyes and pressed her forehead against Lin Xu's, and said, "I just found out that Senior Lin is a little bit bad, so I can't figure out whether it's always been this bad, or he just became so bad after we broke up. So bad."

"What do you mean?" Lin Xu's heart began to chug.

"It's just that the ideal perfect person suddenly shattered." Fu Jing smiled: "I'm a little disappointed, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Should I say something?" Lin Xu didn't dare to look him in the eyes: "Don't have illusions about me anymore?"

"No more fantasies," Fu Jing closed his eyes, put his chin on Lin Xu's forehead, squeezed his shoulder, and said, "Bad wife, let's live a good life from now on."

"Fu Jing," Lin Xu frowned, leaned into his ear, and asked in a low voice, "Is it too late for me to pretend now?"

Fu Jing smiled in a muffled voice, and put his head in his arms: "Don't pretend, it's hard work, I like everything Senior Lin looks like."

"Just like it?" Lin Xu asked.

"Yeah," Fu Jing narrowed his eyes and dozed off, "I like it."

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