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"Hi sir, do you want to check in?"

"Sir, sir?"

In the middle of the night, a man who was too drunk suddenly broke into the hotel lobby, and no one felt upset.The doorman wanted to stop the visitor in the sofa area, but the person was tall and strong, so he couldn't stop him at all.

"Hi, are you—"

"I'm looking for my friend..." The visitor walked to the front desk drunkenly, tapped his right hand a few times, "Call my friend down..."

Seeing that he was well dressed and expensive, and the big steel watch on his wrist was shining brightly, the front desk didn't dare to throw people out casually.

"Your friend's name is...?"

"Rong...Rong Yue."

Immediately find the room number and call.

"Mr. Rong, there is a friend of yours waiting for you in the lobby." While talking, the front desk looked carefully, "I don't know the name, the main reason is that he can't speak clearly after drinking too much, why don't you come down and have a look?"

Three minutes later, Rong Yue hurried downstairs, and saw the tall figure in the lobby from a long distance away.He walked over, before he could put his hand on the other's shoulder——

"Fang Shaoyang?"

Under the background of the night, Shao Yang was full of vigor, with dark brows, and he was definitely not a kind person at first glance.

Rong Yue hadn't seen He Qiao since that night in the hospital, so of course he hadn't seen Fang Shaoyang either.Seeing such a person who is not really a friend in the hotel suddenly, he was surprised more than doubts.

"Are you out of the hospital?"

Fang Shaoyang glanced coldly behind him.Although the clothes were filled with a soaring smell of alcohol, the eyes were extremely sharp and clear, and there was no trace of drunkenness at all.

"Where is the person who came with you?"

Rong Yue also looked back: "Who?"

"I don't have time to go around in circles with you." His eyes were cold and his chin tilted. "Let the people in the room come down and explain tonight's affairs clearly."

Upon hearing this, the people around all understood.What kind of friend is this? It's clearly an enemy, pretending to be drunk to trick people down!Under the curious gaze of these eyes, Rong Yue frowned more and more tightly: "I don't understand what you say."

Fang Shaoyang straightened his slightly hunched back, and slowly looked around in a circle. His demeanor seemed loose, but it actually gave people a lot of pressure.

"This is a hotel. You don't sleep at home, and you bring someone to open the room in the middle of the night to have sex, is it fun?"

If this incident had happened before, perhaps he would not have given Rong Yue a chance to speak at all.But after so many years, his personality has also settled a lot, and he no longer acts indiscriminately with Liu Sheng like before.

"Fang Shaoyang, you are too outrageous." No matter what kind of gentlemen can't bear this kind of slander, Rong Yue adjusted his glasses vigorously, "You and I are not friends, I just look at He Qiao's face. You are polite, if you do this again—”

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled closer by his collar, threatening in a gloomy voice: "I'm also looking at He Qiao's face. If he wasn't here tonight, you might not be able to go downstairs."

In a flash, Rong Yue suddenly understood the meaning of his words, and frowned into a knot: "Could it be that you called me down to vent your anger for He Qiao, thinking that I betrayed him?"

The muscles on Fang Shaoyang's cheeks were tense. At this moment, the person next to him rushed up and pulled the two apart to prevent them from continuing to clash.Rong Yue hurriedly retreated to a safe distance and straightened his collar, looking vigilantly and helplessly at the young man in front of him who was surrounded by fire: "He Qiao hasn't spoken to you yet?"

How long has it been, why are you still procrastinating, and there is no such test method for the test.

"I'm just here tonight to catch up with my old classmates. It's not the cheating and betrayal you thought. But since He Qiao chose not to tell you, it's inconvenient for me to say anything more. You just need to know that I didn't interfere in the affairs of the two of you. gone."

Speaking of this, if you don't understand it, you really can't blame others.Rong Yue turned to leave, Fang Shaoyang stretched out his arms to stop him: "What do you mean you didn't intervene?"

The young man was indeed alert.

Rong Yue felt a slight pain in his forehead, and was thinking about how to get rid of him, when suddenly there was a familiar figure at the door of the hotel.After seeing who it was, Rong Yue raised the corner of his mouth and shouted: "He Qiao, come here!"

Sure enough, Fang Shaoyang froze in response.

A thin figure hesitated for a moment from the corner of the eye, then slowly approached, until it reached the side of the two of them.

Rong Yue smiled: "How long have you been here?"

"Just arrived."

"It's just in time. If it's later, he might take off my arm." He held his forehead and pointed to the side, "I don't know which law I violated. I opened a room in the middle of the night to talk to my boss." Classmates reminiscing about the old days, they were actually called down and listened to threats and threats."

He Qiao pursed his lips and stood there without speaking.

Rong Yue lowered his head and glanced at his watch: "Okay, I'm going up. You guys have a good talk, don't let me suffer this kind of unreasonable disaster again."

"wait--"

The arm that was going to pull Rongyue was held tightly by He Qiao, Fang Shaoyang looked at He Qiao unhappily: "You believe everything he says, why don't you follow and see?"

"None of your business." He Qiao's expression was gloomy, and he suddenly let him go and turned around to leave.

"He Qiao, He Qiao."

One person walked faster and faster, and one person followed closely. The Mercedes-Benz parked on the side of the road was already far behind by them.

"Wait for me—" The street was so quiet that even the palate resonated very clearly, Fang Shaoyang pulled He Qiao, "I didn't wrong him and I didn't threaten him, I just wanted to help you clarify the matter, just That's all."

"Who wants you to care about him, what does he have to do with me?" He Qiao's chest heaved, "Fang Shaoyang, what are you doing with your brain, even if he did something wrong to me, it's your turn to stand up for me? "

Fang Shaoyang was slightly taken aback, and his brows frowned a little: "What do you mean, draw a line with me? I don't care who cares about your affairs. If I don't help you out, I will help you out!"

Shouted He Qiao into silence.

He Qiao has been pampered since he was a child, and he attaches great importance to education and politeness, but when he is in front of Fang Shaoyang, he is always in a turmoil, and he is prone to do things that are not in line with his personality.At this moment, although he was trembling with anger, but after careful study, he couldn't say any specific reason.

Even this can't be called anger, just a sudden ups and downs of emotion.It's like a puppy you raised with your own hands got angry with you and ran away from home without hearing from you.You were so anxious that you went out to look for it everywhere, and finally found that it was actually looking for bones for you. It was covered in mud and wagged its tail at you stupidly. I wonder which owner can resist not whipping it twice.

He Qiao stood in the shadow of the big tree. In just a few minutes, his cheeks were red with anger, his eyes were also red with anger, and he turned his head to pant violently.Fang Shaoyang lifted his suit jacket and put one hand on his waist, his face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

"Blame me?"

He Qiao turned his eyes away from him, his chest was still heaving.

"Okay, blame me. It's my fault. I don't have self-knowledge, and I'm not qualified to take care of your affairs."

"Don't blame you, blame who?" He Qiao's voice trembled, "How many times do I have to say that I have nothing to do with him. He is him and I am me. We have never been together before, and we will never be together in the future. Are you clear? do you understand?"

The smell of gunpowder was too strong.

"Not together, what do you mean, you just—"

Before the words "Friends of the Cannon" came out of his mouth, He Qiao had already heard the implication clearly, and his eyes finally turned red in an instant: "Yes, we only have sex, are you satisfied?"

They know each other so well, they know what the other is thinking with a look and a movement.He Qiao could hear Fang Shaoyang's suspicion, and Fang Shaoyang could also hear He Qiao's irony, his back suddenly shook, and the fire in his body suddenly went out.

He never thought of this possibility. There was no special relationship between He Qiao and Rong Yue, and Rong Yue was not an obstacle between them.He thought it would be a long, long time before He Qiao became single again, but he didn't expect it to come so suddenly.

After He Qiao vented, he turned his back and didn't say a word for a long time.He had no idea what Fang Shaoyang was doing during this time, because there was not much movement behind him, except for some extremely restless footsteps.

Fang Shaoyang has been pacing behind him.After a while, he came over and asked, "So you were provoking me on purpose?"

He Qiao's face turned red and white, and his lips were tightly closed.

"Tell me," his shoulders were grabbed, "you have been provoking me, but in fact you have nothing to do with each other at all, isn't it?"

He Qiao's chest heaved even more.

Fang Shaoyang was in a hurry: "Answer me yes or no! Do you think it's fun for me to be anxious? Is it fun to play me around?"

"Yes!" He Qiao raised his head and looked straight at each other with red eyes, "I did it on purpose, I made you anxious on purpose, made you feel uncomfortable on purpose, I was taking revenge on you, are you happy?"

He didn't stop once he opened his mouth, he said out of breath, "Say I'm fooling you, haven't you ever fooled me? Why can you lie to me, but it's unforgivable for me to lie to you?"

Fang Shaoyang's nerves jumped: "That's not what I meant."

"So what do you mean?"

He Qiao turned his head away.

"I'm--"

Fang Shaoyang's heart was filled with so many words that his chest was about to explode, and he didn't know where to start.Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, He Qiao took two deep breaths, turned around and left.

"and many more!"

His voice was completely hoarse, and he clenched his hands tightly by his side: "I apologize to you. I lost my temper with you just now and made you unhappy. I apologize to you..."

He Qiao's back froze.

But after saying this, Fang Shaoyang fell silent again.His apology was sincere, not perfunctory, as He Qiao could tell.But I don't know why, after he apologized in such a general way, he didn't continue to explain other things.

The wind at night was already very cold, and the skin tightened silently after standing still for a long time.He Qiao waited until his body was slightly cold and he still didn't wait for the next words, so he turned around silently.

Fang Shaoyang sat on the side of the road with his wrists on his knees, his back arched, and his head drooping.

Originally there was only his shadow on the ground, but gradually another person appeared.

"Fang Shaoyang."

His back trembled slightly.

"Say what you want." He Qiao poked his palm lightly with his fingertips, "We...I mean you and I, don't waste any more time."

Too much time has been lost, they can't afford to waste it.In spring, summer, autumn and winter, day and night are wasted, how many nights they have spent in longing and torture, how many nights are there in life?

"If you are angry with me, then I can also apologize to you. I'm sorry, I was too excited just now, and I didn't choose what to say."

Fang Shaoyang bowed his head and shook his head vigorously, "No..."

"why?"

He sat like this, silent, with his hands hanging between his thighs, the shoulder blades on his back raised high, and gray stains and stains rubbed off on his leather shoes.After a while, he said hoarsely: "I just feel uncomfortable."

He was breathing heavily.

"You don't know... how I got here during this time. I always thought you were with Rong Yue, and you didn't explain it. You don't even know how uncomfortable I am..."

"Every time I see you together, I always think, it doesn't matter, as long as you are happy. But I am also a person, and I also feel that I will also suffer from insomnia and out of breath."

"Now you tell me that you have been lying to me all this time. You have nothing to do with me. You are still arguing with me..." He lowered his head and rubbed his face with his sleeve, "I didn't say I was unhappy, I was happy, but I that is……"

The more he spoke, the more his voice became choked up, and then he couldn't restrain himself at all, so he simply lowered his head and covered his face with his arms.

He Qiao's heart constricted.

Fang Shaoyang buried his head deeply, and there was no sound at all, but the ground was wet.When encountering difficulties and misfortunes, he always gritted his teeth to overcome and endure, competed with the sky and others, and did not bow his head easily after gritted teeth, so his tears made people feel very distressed.

He Qiao walked over at a loss, wrapping his arms around his shoulders, feeling his body trembling violently.

For a moment, I don't want to fight for winning or losing.

"It's my fault... I didn't mean to hide it from you, I just want to buy some more time, and make a decision after thinking it over—"

Before he finished speaking, Fang Shaoyang turned around and hugged him suddenly, his strength was so great that he almost fell backwards.Two arms wrapped around him, and his chest was pressed against his chest, making him almost breathless.

After being imprisoned for a long time, he was finally released after serving his sentence. The relief turned into a low-pitched sob that ran out of Fang Shaoyang's throat. Even though he gritted his teeth, he couldn't hold it back.He Qiao just let him hug him, feeling his shoulders getting wet a little bit, so he could only pat him on the back, "Okay, let's talk about it, don't be angry."

Fang Shaoyang nodded vigorously, and his clenched fist did not loosen at all.

The night is very gentle.

Sheer style.

After a long time, the body in the embrace gradually calmed down.The two returned to the car, tacitly did not mention the matter of going home, and just sat in the back of the car in silence.

The car was a bit stuffy, and He Qiao was sweating and damp under his legs, but he still didn't move his seat.At first Fang Shaoyang nestled in the back seat, but when he was tired from sitting, he took off his coat, curled up, and lay on his side on He Qiao's lap, facing forward.

He was still a little listless.

I couldn't see his expression clearly, but I could feel the sweat on his forehead and his short hard and wet hair.

"Is it hot?" He Qiao pursed his lips.

He was stuffy, and nodded: "The back is full of sweat, it's not very comfortable."

"Do you want to turn on the air conditioner?"

He didn't answer, but buried his head deeper in his lap, obviously not wanting to let anyone turn on the air conditioner.

He Qiao had no choice but to pull out two handkerchiefs, and stretched his right hand through the shirt behind him.It was as hot as an oven inside, and soon the handkerchief was soaked.At the same time, He Qiao pinched his neck with his free left hand, and gently stroked the depression in the middle of his spine with his thumb, repeating it several times.

Time suddenly passed very slowly.

After wiping, He Qiao leaned slightly, leaned into his ear and asked, "Do you want to wipe the back of your neck?"

Fang Shaoyang turned his head around and stared straight at it.

"Huh? Wipe it?"

In the next second, Fang Shaoyang raised his head and kissed He Qiao without hesitation: "You wipe it with your mouth."

His voice was hoarse, and when he spoke, his chest vibrated slightly, and He Qiao's legs also trembled.

He Qiao's lips were slightly wet, he licked it, it was salty, and he didn't make a sound.Holding Fang Shaoyang's neck with his hands from below, he felt that his fingers were covered with sweat, and the tissue in his palm could already wring out water.

"Wipe with your mouth." Fang Shaoyang repeated.

"..."

"use--"

He Qiao covered his mouth: "Dirty or not."

Fang Shaoyang opened his mouth and breathed out, shrinking the palm of his hand, then immediately pulled it away and kissed him so hard that his lips hurt.

In the narrow and crowded leather back seat, the smell of leather is mixed with the smell of sweat, hormones, and the alcohol that was sprayed on the clothes before, and the oxygen has become extremely thin.

He Qiao didn't hide anymore this time.Not only did he not hide, but he also hooked his head down slightly, lowered his chin, stretched out his right index finger in the dim light, and slowly traced the outline of Fang Shaoyang's lips, his movements were almost pious.

Fang Shaoyang's eyes were burning, he opened his mouth unexpectedly, and rushed forward to bite his finger.He Qiao hissed slightly, pulled it out and saw teeth marks on his knuckles, leaned over and gave him a bite on his right shoulder: "How dare you bite me."

His shoulders were numb, and the bases of his ears were itchy.

Fang Shaoyang couldn't bear it anymore, he directly grabbed his neck and kissed him eagerly, "It's terrible..."

This kiss came too late, which He Qiao didn't realize until this moment.His lips were repeatedly brutally ravaged, and he didn't feel that he shouldn't at all. On the contrary, he seemed to have finally waited for this moment. His body and mind curled up comfortably, and his fingertips trembled slightly due to excitement.

In the endless panting, he tried his best to bend down, feeling that he had become a piece of soft cloth, crushed in the palm of a person, and his skin was damp and wrinkled.Fang Shaoyang tried his best to restrain himself at first, but then he ignored it. Five fingers were inserted into his hair, from lightly rubbing to heavily rubbing, and finally tugging absentmindedly. The pain made the feeling of possession extraordinarily real.

He Qiao's body was soft, his hair was soft, and he even smelled sweat.Fang Shaoyang rubbed and sniffed, the memory flashed back to the time in Switzerland, He Qiao's smell went straight to his internal organs, after setting up the camp, he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to, and every time he thought about the days of separation, his blood boiled.

"I can react when I hear you speak in a meeting," he confessed, panting heavily, "Am I a pervert?"

He Qiao was already hypoxic, so he casually said, "You are..."

"You don't like me if I am?" Fang Shaoyang kissed too hard, and suddenly grabbed the hair between his fingers with his right hand.He Qiao's chin was forced up, he bit his lip, and slapped him gently.

He was very useful, grabbed that hand and pressed it against his cheek, and rubbed his cheek a few times, "Does it hurt you?"

"What do you think?" He Qiao's palms itch.

"I was wrong." He apologized quickly.

The night magnifies the sense of touch to the limit.

The ends of Fang Shaoyang's hair were hard and sticky, and the edge of his chin was covered with sweat, and He Qiao's hands became even more wet.

Kissing until he lost control, he folded He Qiao on top of himself and curled up carelessly, his trousers were wrinkled and damp.He Qiao propped his hands on his side, because he was sweating too much, the surface of the leather chair creaked and creaked, it almost slipped down several times and was fished back several times.

The tops were taken off, the bodies were pressed together, and any action was very naked.He wanted to go further, but He Qiao refused, saying that he was not ready yet, which forced him to say that sentence for the second time tonight: "It's terrible..."

Even if I gritted my teeth, I had to endure the sins I made.Fang Shaoyang's eyes were bloodshot, his body reached the limit before the explosion, and he began to think of devious ways to torture He Qiao.

Like leaning on He Qiao and biting his navel, or pinching He Qiao's chin and biting his ear.He Qiao felt so painful and ashamed, his arm turned red, and his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

Fang Shaoyang was also in severe pain.

But he liked it, liked it like crazy.He likes to annoy He Qiao, likes to trouble He Qiao, and he likes to make He Qiao turn red with anger and behave out of control.Because as soon as he saw He Qiao's helpless expression, he knew that he had privileges with He Qiao, the privilege to do whatever he wanted.

And this is the right of those who are loved.

The author says:

It's almost over.The new article "Bedtime Counseling" is probably a novella, which is considered sweet. Friends who are interested can go to the column to bookmark it, and I will write it later.