How to raise the president

"Master..." An Ziyu was so frightened that he choked for a while, and after he recovered, he added the word "Brother" at the end. He wiped the tears on his face vigorously with his sleeve, but it seemed that he couldn't wipe it away. After that, especially since Fang Youyi opened the door until now, his tears kept falling as if he didn't want money, which looked like it was on purpose.

But he wasn't, he really couldn't control his tears.

Fang Youyi frowned slightly, with a slightly dissatisfied expression: "You..."

"No," An Ziyu was frightened and panicked, "I, I can't control it..."

I couldn't help being sad for Su Yun, and I couldn't control the feeling of dependence in my heart at the moment Fang Youyi appeared.

Especially in this situation now, Fang Youyi couldn't help but want to cry when he got close, wanted Fang Youyi to hug him, and wanted Fang Youyi to comfort him gently and softly.

Just like before, when he cried, Fang Youyi became extremely nervous, and quickly hugged himself into his arms and coaxed him like a baby.

He likes Fang Youyi's unique love, holds him in the palm of his hand and puts it on the tip of his heart, and he doesn't want to shed a single tear from him.

To say that he is hypocritical, to say that he is arrogant, to say that he is good at everything, he just likes it.

But he was a little scared, afraid that Fang Youyi would be separated from him because of Su Yun, especially now that Su Yun was lying in front of them, and he just held Su Yun's hand just like that.

Although Su Yun is in a vegetable state now, he is indeed alive.

"You..." Fang Youyi sighed helplessly, and half knelt down. He stretched out one hand, pulled An Ziyu's hands that had nowhere to rest, and wiped An Ziyu's tears with the other hand. Not too heavy, just the right amount of tenderness.

"sorry."

"Why did you suddenly apologize?" Fang Youyi asked An Ziyu softly, tilting his head slightly.

An Ziyu didn't speak, just lowered his head, unconsciously tightened his ten fingers, and squeezed Fang Youyi's hand tightly.

Fang Youyi glanced at Su Yun on the bed, and said calmly, "It's all right."

After sobbing for a while, An Ziyu said, "My chest hurts..."

Fang Youyi caressed his face: "Is there something uncomfortable?"

"No. I think, I think..." An Ziyu looked into Fang Youyi's eyes for a long time before saying weakly, "I, I want you to comfort me, hug..."

Before the word "I" could be said, Fang Youyi raised his head, and grabbed An Ziyu's lips in one mouthful. With suppressed excitement, and the unbalance in his heart that he had endured for a whole day, in short, he was unhappy, and ruthlessly said Go suck II sucking An Ziyu's mouth.

He didn't know why he was so narrow-minded, because An Ziyu had someone else in his heart, so he was upset, because in the interrogation room, An Ziyu was crying for others, so he was upset, because here, An Ziyu was guarding someone else's bed, and when he entered the door, he saw It's hands stacked together, so it's very uncomfortable.

Very upset!

Everyone seemed to be in need of a beating, especially Su Yun and Su Ziqiang, he managed to coax people into his hands, but he just rushed out halfway to disturb them.

Why do these two father and daughter owe so much?Wouldn't it be nice to let them have a good time?

After a long time, Fang Youyi gently parted An Ziyu's lips, and licked them a few times reluctantly, looking at those tear-wet eyes, for a moment he wanted to take him home and eat him up. impulse.

But no, An Ziyu is definitely not ready yet.

"It's okay." Fang Youyi said while rubbing An Ziyu's lips with his thumb, "I'm not that small."