Do you have a rice bucket in your house?

Shen Yan and Ji Fu have been together for more than three months, Ji Fu doesn't work very much, and spends his time in the gallery every day, and Shen Yan is working on all the projects in his hand.

Ji Fu has Ji Fu's means, when he goes home, he will always bring some flowers or desserts to Shen Yan.

Shen Yan was terrified, he regarded these things as Ji Fu's contributions, and was secretly happy, but he was also afraid that he would fall into it and fall in love with Ji Fu, knowing that if he entangled with Ji Fu, he would definitely lose.

He began to rely on Ji Fu, thinking about him every second and every moment, he would feel flustered if he couldn't see him, and even more flustered if he saw him. Such a signal represented danger.

Shen Yan looked into Ji Fu's eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of regret. He didn't want Ji Fu to be by his side anymore. In order not to be hurt, he wanted to be the one who hurt others.

Under the lamp, Shen Yan suddenly stopped acting, and Ji Fu's enthusiasm was abruptly extinguished by him. He almost swears, but at least he held back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shen Yan was silent, and pushed Ji Fu away.

Ji Fu felt baffled, "What are you doing? Half of it!"

The atmosphere was very bad, and Ji Fu seemed to have some anger on his face.

Shen Yan lowered his head, not daring to look into Ji Fu's eyes, and whispered, "I don't want to do it."

Ji Fu was stunned, and after a while, his tone returned to gentleness, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm not uncomfortable. I don't want to have sex with you. Let's go." Shen Yan bit her lip, afraid that she would reveal a little flaw.

Ji Fu was silent, his body was still a little crimson, tinged with a strange charm, suddenly he sat up, put on his clothes and turned his head to leave, the door was driven by a slamming sound, instantly making Shen Yan powerless.

After Ji Fu left for a long time, Shen Yan felt chills all over, and regretted saying these words and driving Ji Fu away.

Well, now there isn't even a single person with me.

Shen Yan couldn't fall asleep, took a shower and collapsed on the bed, tossing and turning all night.

After getting off work the next day, Shen Yan hurried back. He was afraid that Ji Fu forgot to bring the key when he left, and would not be able to come in and sit on the steps waiting for him.

But when Shen Yan returned to the door of the house, he found that there was no one in the corridor.

Opening the door, it was quiet inside, and the smell of Ji Fu was almost gone.

Shen Yan thought, maybe in a few days, he will suddenly appear again, that's how he is, disappearing suddenly and then reappearing, asking Shen Yan to cook with a playful smile.

Then they will absorb the happiness and warmth from each other's body, don't care about anything, and drown in the deep sea of ​​lust.

Thinking of this, Shen Yan felt extremely uncomfortable. He clutched his chest and realized that even though he was the one who was hurt first, he was still deeply hurt by it and could not return to his previous appearance.

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A week later, Ji Fu still didn't show up.

Shen Yan decided not to care about him anymore, but after work, her mind was in a mess, and she came to Ji Fu's gallery unknowingly.

He stood at the door, afraid to go in, afraid of seeing something when he went in, and afraid of not seeing anything, he stood silently for a while, then took out his mobile phone and sent Ji Fu a message, saying that he was in the gallery.

But Ji Fu never returned, and Shen Yan just stood there blankly for half an hour.

Shen Yan pursed her lips, thinking that Ji Fu was really angry, so she apologized again.

There was still no reply, Shen Yan exhaled in disappointment, his heart ached as he breathed.

He felt that there was something wrong with him, obviously he was the one who gave face first, and now he is licking his face to beg for peace.

Just when Shen Yan thought that Ji Fu would never show up, when Shen Yan came home the next day, he saw Ji Fu sitting on the sofa watching TV with a happy expression on his face, as if nothing had happened. looked at him for a while.

Ji Fu hooked his hands: "Miss me?"

Shen Yan bit her lip, walked over unconsciously, "Think."

"Come and kiss me." Ji Fu leaned on the sofa, raised his head slightly, with a smug smile in his eyes.

Shen Yan kissed him according to the words, unconsciously moved, almost trembling with heat, he closed his eyes obediently, waiting for Ji Fu to enjoy.

For a long time, Shen Yan has been unconditionally satisfying Ji Fu, letting Ji Fu dominate him again and again. He understands that he has fallen into it and cannot extricate himself.

But he avoided this kind of emotion, and used the friendship with Ji Fu to vent his dissatisfaction and depression.

During the day-to-day sex|love, he seems to have become another person, and Ji Fu is always looking at him with a smile.

Shen Yan comforted himself, he just took the sticky lust|lust as feelings, and everything was an illusion.

Must be.

Shen Yan leaned forward and kissed Ji Fu's lips.

Sensing Shen Yan's weirdness, Ji Fu narrowed his eyes and smiled for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand to hook Shen Yan's chin, and said with a little force: "It's so cute, so cute that I want to bully you."

Shen Yan blushed at what he said, thought for a while and said tentatively: "Aren't you afraid of running away?"

Ji Fu smiled but said nothing, and patted Shen Yan's waist, "I'm impatient, but since you want to hurry up, I won't be polite."

Shen Yan was slightly taken aback, but said nothing.

Ji Fu tilted his head, "Shen Yan, do you know what kind of eyes you've been looking at me with?"

"Huh? What?" Shen Yan trembled slightly, the end of his voice drifting away.

Ji Fu lowered his eyes, pressed his lips lightly, and hooked his lips: "I won't tell you for now."

Shen Yan closed his eyes, "Damn, hurry up."

"Okay baby."

"Don't just open your mouth and shut up, baby, who the hell is your baby." Shen Yan scolded angrily.

Ji Fu laughed, "Understood."

After finishing, Ji Fu took Shen Yan to take a bath, the two of them lay in the narrow bathtub, a little bored, but neither of them got up first.

Shen Yan lowered his eyes and pretended to ask him casually: "Where did you go before? Did I go to your gallery?"

"Oh, I know, I happened to be away from the gallery that day and went to the city."

Surprisingly, Ji Fu explained it. He smiled and held Yan Yan's hand, "Recently, an international art dealer came, and I followed him for a few days. Well, I haven't left yet, and I will continue to go tomorrow."

"Oh." Shen Yan withdrew his hand indifferently.

Ji Fu grabbed it again, "I promise to come back soon."

Shen Yan paused, "It has nothing to do with me."

"understood."

Ji Fu was really a master at attacking the heart, and he didn't say those things all night, but he drove to Su Kuang's office to pick up Shen Yan when he got off work the next day.

Su Kuang looked at Shen Yan's eyes almost with pity, Shen Yan hardly dared to look, and followed Ji Fu without looking back.

Ji Fu's car was brought back, but Shen Yan didn't know about it until he saw him driving, so he realized that he must have gone home, and said without asking, "Are you going to eat?"

"Well, invite someone to dinner, you can go with me."

Shen Yan subconsciously asked: "Who is it? Which hotel? Are there any taboos?"

"It's not work, why are you so nervous?" Taking advantage of the red light, Ji Fu turned his head and kissed Shen Yan's cheek, explaining in a low voice: "I'm talking about an art dealer, and I have some friends."

Shen Yan's eyes trembled slightly, his heart jumped up, his exhaled breath became hot, and he smiled unnaturally, "Fun friends."

"Then, Mr. Shen, please give me face and have a meal with my friends." Ji Fu chuckled and didn't mind.

Shen Yan smiled slightly, his happy eyes lit up, but he said, "Got it."

Ji Fu chose a private restaurant with authentic local dishes, and invited four or five people to drink and chat together.

Shen Yan saw the art dealer and found that he didn't seem to be Chinese, but he should have some Chinese genes, called John Li, with a Chinese surname and a Western name.

Li Yuehan's eyes were black, but the sockets were deeply sunken, making his eyes hazy and blurry, but they were surprisingly beautiful, and Shen Yan couldn't help but look at them a few more times.

Ji Fu pinched his thigh lightly under the table, staring at him deliberately sideways.

Shen Yan blushed, touched his nose and stopped looking.

But John Li seemed to notice the little tricks of the two of them, served wine and asked them what was the relationship between them.

Ji Fu replied: "Friendship."

Shen Yan followed suit and nodded. After taking a sip of the wine, he felt that the air in the private room was thin and dizzy. He apologized and went out to smoke, and his mind seemed to be extremely disgusted with the phrase friendship.

He threw away the cigarette butt angrily. Because of his anger, he waved his hand and didn't throw it into the trash can. It slammed on the carpet in the corridor, rolled a few times, and reached a person's feet.

Shen Yan hissed, ready to go forward to pick it up.

The man picked it up by himself and threw it into the trash can for him.

Shen Yan raised his head in embarrassment to thank him, but found that the person who came was the art dealer Li Yuehan.

"Thank you." Shen Yan communicated with him in English, purely because he has been an assistant for many years and is used to serving others.

"You're welcome, did Mr. Shen drink too much?" When he returned, he was not very proficient in Chinese, but it was not unpleasant.

Shen Yan didn't expect that he still remembered his name, and smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I'm a little drunk."

"Is Mr. Shen also a painter?" Li Yuehan spoke enthusiastically, looking a little familiar.

In fact, Shen Yan didn't say a few words to him, but just introduced himself, and kept making small gestures with Ji Fu. When he faced Ji Fu, he was at a loss, but when facing others, he was particularly cold, appearing indifferent and indifferent, "No , I am in administration."

Li Yuehan became interested and asked: "Then where are you going?"

Shen Yan replied concisely: "Shengfang Group."

John Li didn't know about Su Kuang either, he just wanted to build a relationship and kept asking Shen Yan questions. Shen Yan acted quite cool and noble, which once made John Li very happy and insisted on making friends.

If Ji Fu hadn't come, Shen Yan wouldn't be able to get away.

For this kind of foreigner, Shen Yan, who never went abroad to study, hated it: "Foreign devils, there are too many things."

"Their culture is so warm, and you can become a lifelong friend as long as you smoke a cigarette, don't worry about it." Ji Fu reassured him.

Shen Yan became happier, "Well, I see."

"Isn't it because you are good-looking, and there are five or six people who wear it, so people want to take off your clothes when they see it." Ji Fu may have drunk some wine and became interested, so he pinched Shen Yan's waist .

Shen Yan: "..."

"You are so good-looking, you must have attracted someone to strike up a conversation with, let alone that John Li, he is a genius, he knows our relationship at a glance, so he wants to hook you up." Ji Fu continued.

Shen Yan understood, "He is also gay."

"I like Chinese people the most." Ji Fu's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he laughed a few times.

Shen Yan immediately realized why the friends Ji Fu came to today were not from the business field, but more like friends who met dancing in the bar. It turned out that there was such a reason, Shen Yan suddenly became angry, and pushed Ji Fu away, Cursed angrily: "Ji Fu, your mother, asked me to come and drink with me?"