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"Fang Shaoyang, let me down."

He Qiao didn't dare to speak too loudly, for fear that the people passing by would not be able to explain it, and his stomach would feel a little uncomfortable, "Put me down."

Fang Shaoyang comforted in a low voice: "Right away."

Shaking along the way, I couldn't see anything clearly. I counted silently for more than ten seconds, and finally came to a very secluded place.He Qiao was pinched at the waist by him and put his hands down, his hands were cold, and he sat on the edge of the flower bed covered with tiles.Just as he was about to support himself to stand up, Fang Shaoyang knelt down on one knee in front of him and supported his leg with both hands.

He Qiao was fixed there by this action.

Fang Shaoyang seemed to be enduring pain between his brows when he squatted down just now, but now the shadowy lights filtered in through the gaps in the leaves, shining on his firm and deep outline and between his brows, making him appear to be more mature than before.His pair of eyes seemed to be able to talk, a little aggressive and a little hurt, staring straight at He Qiao like a big dog, staring at He Qiao so that he was hiding his eyes, wishing to find a leaf to cover himself.

And his hands, hot hands, the thin fabric can't block anything, the slight dampness and heat are continuously transmitted to He Qiao's skin, making him dare not move, as if as long as he One movement would invite something else, more extreme.

"I didn't find someone to beat him." He retorted in a low voice, "You can hate me, but don't just blame me."

In such a half-squatting, half-kneeling posture, his eyes looked at He Qiao from bottom to top, like a leaf holding a drop of dew.He Qiao retracted his neck slightly, and retreated his hands into the soil behind him: "No, no, I'm just asking."

Hearing his perfunctory, Fang Shaoyang became even more annoyed: "You don't believe it? Who told you that I hit you, Fang Huaiye? I'll confront him."

"He didn't say it, I guessed it." He Qiao lowered his eyes, "I know how tempting the position of chairman is to you."

"Then you think I'm going to do something wrong?"

"I……"

Fang Shaoyang beat him up when he didn't like a word, and stared at him with frowned eyebrows: "Others don't understand me, don't you understand me? Would I hurt my relatives for profit?"

He spoke with confidence and force, and the leaves in the small garden rustled softly after he finished speaking, as if they were accusing another person of suspicion with him.

After He Qiao finished listening, he sat there quietly, his body was still cold, his slightly restrained eyes fell on the back of his hands tightened with excitement, and he didn't say a word.

It doesn't feel good to be wronged.Fang Shaoyang pinched his thigh: "Speak."

He Qiao stared past him into the distance, and shook his head slowly.The restrained expression on his face clearly meant that he had something to say, but he just refused to say it for some reason.

Fang Shaoyang was in a hurry, pinched his chin and raised his face, forcing him to look at himself: "You are annoying me, and you won't talk to me anymore?"

He Qiao stretched out his hand to push his chest, trying to push away his body that was too close, but the mud that was just on his hand was printed on his leaden gray shirt. There were several clear finger prints, and he had to hurry look away.

Seeing his resistant expression, Fang Shaoyang's eyes gradually sank.Following the line of sight just now, he lowered his head to look at his chest, and frowned slightly, "If it's dirty, it's dirty. I won't leave if you don't talk tonight, and I'll spend time with you here."

"It's no use playing tricks on me." He Qiao whispered.

"What's the use then?"

He Qiao was about to stand up, but he pushed him back hard, "Don't leave unless you make it clear."

Maybe it was because the action was too rough and too hard, or maybe the tone was too blunt and direct, He Qiao bit his lip with a blood line, and he insisted on leaving this place immediately.

"Don't go, tell me what you just wanted to say."

"You let me go..."

The arms of the two were entangled together. Although He Qiao was also a man, he was far behind him in physical strength. Besides, Fang Shaoyang was bullying him and pressing him down, taking advantage of his posture.Soon He Qiao's eyes turned a little red, even though his eyes were tough and stubborn, the fragility in his heart was undoubtedly exposed.Why did Fang Shaoyang tolerate Fang Shaoyang again and again? Even he himself couldn't explain it clearly. Maybe this was what he owed him in his previous life, and he had to repay the debt in this life.

"Tell me, are you annoying me?" Fang Shaoyang persisted.

"Let go."

"Don't let it go."

He Qiao shook his hand vigorously: "Can you respect me once? You won't hurt your relatives for profit, but you will hurt me for profit, because I am not your relative and I am not important to you, so what do you want?" You can use it in any way you can, right?"

He didn't expect these words that he resisted to say at all. Fang Shaoyang was stunned in place, and he paused for a few seconds before he suddenly came back to his senses: "No, that's not the case. I—"

"What isn't it?" He Qiao calmed down, straightened the torn clothes, and asked calmly.

Fang Shaoyang wanted to defend himself but got stuck.Because what He Qiao said was not wrong at all. He and Fang Huaiye had never been together since they were young, and they didn't have any brotherly feelings, but he repeatedly showed mercy to Fang Huaiye; But when it was time, he was relentless, leaving He Qiao's feelings and their future behind.

But he still wanted to explain himself, and said with difficulty: "Brother Qiao... No, no, He Qiao, I was sorry for you before, but now I know I was wrong, and I will never do it again, you believe me. I, Fang Shaoyang, can swear to God that I will never lie to you and use you again in this life, no matter what our relationship is in the future."

Such a straightforward oath can only be made by his reckless character.He is not afraid of being laughed at by others, as long as He Qiao believes in him.In this world, he doesn't care about other people's trust, and he doesn't have to. As long as He Qiao trusts him, there is still warmth in his heart.

However, trust is always easy to collapse and difficult to build.He Qiao turned sideways to him, his fingertips clenched in pain in his palm, but he just couldn't say the word "believe".He was bitten by a snake once and has been afraid of well ropes for ten years. Who knows what tricks Fang Shaoyang wants to play again?What's more, whether you believe it or not, it won't change anything, so why bother to get to the bottom of it.

After suffering for a while and still not getting a response, Fang Shaoyang began to feel disheartened, and turned to stare at the silent He Qiao, only to feel that his outline and appearance were very familiar, and they were standing very close to each other, but His heart is far away from himself.After staring silently for a while, Fang Shaoyang suddenly went over and sat him down: "Give me one last chance, I want to prove it to you, now I..."

Some words cannot be said in words, they can only be proved by actions.

"Prove what?" He Qiao avoided his gaze and asked in a difficult voice.

Fang Shaoyang gritted his teeth and said, "Close your eyes."

The pair of water-shearing eyes suddenly lifted up, looking at him defensively and suspiciously.

"I won't do anything to you, I promise." The response I got was extremely sincere, "I just want to prove it to you, so just give me another 3 minutes, okay?"

If he disagrees, he won't let him go, and he won't say anything.After a long while, there was nothing he could do, so He Qiao could only close his eyes and said, "Don't act recklessly."

"I know." The deep voice suddenly approached, and Fang Shaoyang put his palm on his side cheek, but there was no intimacy.The completely dark world made He Qiao a little scared. He was surrounded by familiar people, but he didn't know what this person was going to do.

"If you give me these 3 minutes, you can't go back on your word. No matter what I do next, don't resist."

Just as He Qiao's heart was about to hang, he heard him murmuring self-deprecatingly: "But don't worry, I won't do anything to you. No matter how disgusted you are, just persevere."

That heart just stopped in mid-air, neither going up nor coming down.The moment He Qiao felt the breath approaching, he quietly clenched his hands, and his stomach tightened accordingly.In the darkness, there was no picture, no sound, only a warm breath.Fang Shaoyang stopped very close to him, at the crest of his neck.

He Qiao asked nervously, "What are you doing?"

"I'll smell it." The Adam's apple, full of male hormones, slid heavily, and the movement was so loud that both of them could hear it.Fang Shaoyang supported the back of his neck with his hand, and his thumb slowly stroked the skin behind his ear without touching the earlobe.

He Qiao took a shower before going out today, and the usual shampoo smell still lingered in her hair, pine wood, which hadn't changed in a few years.Also, he had put a little bit of neutral perfume behind his ears, which smelled like the soft and dense air after the rain, with a little fragrance of night.

The moment Fang Shaoyang touched the tip of his nose, He Qiao turned his head away uncomfortably, but fortunately he didn't offend him further.

Silence lay between them, and the minutes passed by.Although there were no unnecessary movements, He Qiao could clearly feel his changes - the hands next to his face were slowly tightening, as if trying to suppress some impulse in his body.

Soon the hand moved down slowly and clearly, and the palm lines rubbed against the skin leaving a bit of lingering warmth. He Qiao's shoulder sockets also tightened, and the collarbone under the collar became more prominent.

Hands moved to the back.

Fang Shaoyang stroked his back through a shirt, his five fingers were fully spread out, and his palm looked big and powerful, as if it could wrap He Qiao completely.While touching him, Fang Shaoyang's breathing also became much heavier. He Qiao sat there stiffly, restraining himself from reacting, pushing him away, and catering to him.I hope that these 3 minutes will pass quickly, but it is so long that it is not over until the back is sweating.

"You've lost a lot of weight."

The palm stayed on the shoulder blade for a moment, Fang Shaoyang's tone was distressed, He Qiao still closed his eyes tightly, only his eyelashes trembled slightly.He Qiao tensed up every second he touched, and the place he touched felt sore and swollen from the outside to the inside, and his back couldn't help straightening up, his waist forming an arc like an arch bridge.It's not exactly disgust, but it's definitely not enjoyment. The body's feelings are as complicated and difficult to clarify as the heart.

Fang Shaoyang gasped in his ear, the world can learn from this time either on purpose, or just couldn't help it.Because his waist is still so slender, his back is flat and straight, obviously so thin that the spine is slightly pierced by the hands, but the part near the hips still has a curve, and when the hands are placed between the waist and the hips, you can clearly feel it. There is a ditch under the shirt.The middle finger is half suspended and half close, close to the groove, and the other four fingers can be pressed down to feel the elasticity on both sides, which makes people want to pinch and knead.

"It's 3 minutes..." Fortunately, He Qiao woke up in time.

Fang Shaoyang paused, and rested his arms on his sides to relax: "Don't open your eyes yet."

Then take a deep breath from the lungs.

He Qiao thought he was going to play tricks, but before he could figure out how to deal with it, his wrist was grabbed, and he couldn't help but lead him to an unfamiliar position.

"Fang Shaoyang, you—"

All words stop when they hit something hard.

This is......

After being stunned for a second, he withdrew his hand like an electric shock, feeling that he was deeply humiliated again.Opening his eyes full of anger, he met Fang Shaoyang's longing and forbearing eyes.

He Qiao looked away in embarrassment.

Fang Shaoyang is really crazy, to react in such a place and let himself touch it.Doesn't he know that someone will come here at any time?Don't you know that it is possible to see their every move upstairs?

Fang Shaoyang's cheek muscles were tense, and his arms with rolled up sleeves were full of veins, and then he took a deep breath: "I don't know why, but I get hard when I think of you recently. Going home and lying on the bed and thinking about the smell on your body, I will be so hard that I can't stand it, let alone touch you like I just did."

"Okay, stop talking..."

"And that night at the bar, actually I didn't want to bully you when you were unconscious, but I really couldn't hold back after not touching you for too long. At that time, I felt like I was going to explode." Fang Shaoyang lowered his head the more he said, and finally It was almost buried in He Qiao's neck, his voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, "Am I too slow to understand my feelings for you now."

The shoulder was crushed to the point of unconsciousness, and he wanted to push him away, but there was no strength at all. The left hand that touched him was sweating and feverish, and the fair skin from the neck up was completely red.No matter how much He Qiao stopped himself from thinking, the meaning of his words was still very clear and easy to understand.Fang Shaoyang is saying that he has fallen in love with himself, and that if you love someone, you will inevitably have desires, desires that cannot be restrained, and will burn violently without taking medicine.

Fang Shaoyang's voice gradually sank: "Every word I said just now is true, don't believe it. But I know that there are other people around you, and I can't mess around. So no matter how much I want to see you, I will bear it , I really can’t take it anymore, I just think about your appearance and voice—”

"Stop it!" He Qiao interrupted hastily.His limbs began to feel slightly numb, and the blood was hot and surging, burning the trance spirit even more chaotic.

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