Gloomy

The anklet that restricted his behavior was removed, and Luo Fengying's range of activities expanded naturally, but he still couldn't leave Jinyuan, and couldn't enter Fengjin's master bedroom. Naturally, he didn't live in Fengjin's master bedroom, although Since he came, Feng Jin has never returned to the master bedroom.But he also knew that there were some extremely destructive organs in the master bedroom, so Feng Jin couldn't let him touch them.

Luo Fengying explored the terrain one by one, quietly building a three-dimensional map of Jinyuan's layout in her heart, and the escape route seemed to be gradually clear.

Unnecessary resistance cannot be done, lest we startle the snake like last time.But let him accept the status quo calmly, he can't do it.The depression in my heart always needs to be vented in other ways.

"Crack" a beautiful little box was thrown on the table by Feng Jin: "You asked them to order it?"

"That's right." He knew that Fengjin must have seen the contents inside, "Isn't it possible?"

Taking a deep look at him, pain, helplessness, shame, and hesitation flashed alternately, and finally turned into a strong "yes".

Hearing this, Luo Fengying seemed to be smiling, took a step forward, pulled Fengjin's tie almost provocatively, and pulled it towards herself.Kissed the other party's lips under the shocked expression, and pressed his pulse with his right hand without comprehension.Nibbling and licking, the left hand has naturally pulled the hem of the shirt tucked into the suit pants, and the fingers are winding all the way up, trying their best to please the other party's senses.

After a long time, he let go of his wrist and licked the corners of his lips, but his tone was mocking: "The pulse is less than 80. How can the person who keeps saying that he loves me react so coldly to me?"

Because I can't feel your sincerity, you have tested me like this over and over again, but you don't believe it.

Unable to get his answer, Luo Fengying inexplicably felt pain, I don't know if it was because of his lonely look, or his acquiescence.

Shaking away those strange thoughts, he opened the small box that Fengjin had left on the table before, and rows of special props appeared in front of the two of them.

The clothes buttons studded with broken diamonds were undone one by one from bottom to top, knowing what was going to happen, but Feng Jin was powerless to stop it.

The same tattoo on the collarbone as Luo Fengying is extremely coquettish under the light. If you stare at it for a long time, you can see the word Fengying faintly in it.

Luo Fengying lowered her head, brushed the tip of her tongue across Fengjin's neck, and then lightly gnawed at his Adam's apple, causing the people beneath her to shudder, sending out fine and tiny licks.

When his lips slid to the little red bean on his chest, sucking or nibbling, Fengjin finally couldn't help it, but felt a stabbing pain in his chest, which made him shrink back involuntarily.Luo Fengying took out a breast ring studded with diamonds from the box. The sterilized breast ring was crystal clear and dazzling. It quickly pierced the little red bean on his right and was fastening the concealed button.The bright red blood flowed down, and the bewitching red was as eye-catching as the drop-like diamonds.

This level of pain was nothing to him, but it was a different matter when it happened in this position. Feng Jin let him put on the left nipple ring in the same way.

Seeing the blood meandering down, the other party became even more excited, and once again took the little red bean with beautiful water droplets in his mouth, and sucked it like a vampire insatiably.

Until the other party let him go with satisfaction and turned to pull his suit pants, Feng Jin still didn't say a word.He knew from the beginning that the other party was torturing him, a whole box of sex props, since he agreed, he had to accept them one by one, now, it was just the beginning.

He raised his head, deliberately not looking at the person who had already tied him a knot and was now playing with low-temperature wax.The wax dripped in such intimate places, the red marks spread on the skin, and for a person who was completely indifferent to it, there was no joy at all, only pain.

His eyesight is limited but his sense of touch is sharper, where... he is tightly bound, and the sensitive skin on the inner thighs is irritated again, such an embarrassing way of playing, only the person he loves can be so cruel.

And the night is still long.

Changing the past one by one, time has become nothingness, and the bed sheet behind him has long been crumpled by him. Fengjin doesn't know how long this torture lasted, but every time a violent thought comes up, just think about the people on her body. Whoever it is, seems to have the strength to bear it again.

……

As a result of the indulgence, Fengjin developed a high fever the next day.That person's biological clock is always accurate, and he is not a person who skips work at will, so it is already strange that he has not woken up when the time comes.

He couldn't help but get up all the time, broke Fengjin's hand holding him, and that person Buyi hugged him tightly again coquettishly, that kind of weak posture that he never saw before no matter what happened to him just like that In front of her, Luo Fengying realized that she had become damn soft-hearted.

Maybe he was really burnt out, Luo Fengying pushed his hand away again with a little force, stuffed a pillow for him to hug, raised his hand to test his body temperature, it was too hot.

Frowning slightly, he put a wet towel on him, and fed him antipyretic medicine, but the other party didn't open his mouth, so he had no choice but to feed him in mouthfuls, but he didn't know who drank too much.Seeing Feng Jin's mobile phone beside the bed, he knew that there was only one chance, but at this time, how could he leave Feng Jin who was sick, he hesitated, and finally called Lu Fangqian.

It's just that he, who was seriously on the phone, didn't see that the man lying on the bed had opened his eyes at this time, and he didn't feel weak at all, but had an expression of joy and surprise.

How could Fengying give up such an excellent opportunity? The moment he picked up the phone, Fengjin's finger had already moved to the hidden button on the bedside calmly. If Fengying escaped or called for help, he would let him Could not do without this villa.However, Fengying voluntarily gave up, does it mean that he is not ruthless to himself?

It was more than an hour later when Lu Fangqian arrived, and the explanation he gave was: the road was too congested.

Feng Jin didn't care about this, he didn't look seriously ill in the first place, and after taking medicine, he was already fully dressed and waiting in the living room.

Because the other party was a patient, Luo Fengying resumed his culinary expertise that he hadn't played since Yinyin left, and concentrated on making porridge for Fengjin in the kitchen.In other words, it's not that there is no cook, why would he cook for that person!But when he saw the aggrieved look on the man's face, knowing that he was suspected of pretending to be pitiful, a corner of his heart twitched, and he agreed.

Lu Fangqian gave Feng Jin a fever-reducing injection, and took the opportunity to unbutton Feng Jin's shirt when the other party was weak. There were marks all over his body, including the water droplets on his chest that refracted the light and became abnormally crystal clear.Lu Fangqian took a breath: "My God, what's going on?"

He gave him a sideways look with a little fuss: "Do what you should do, don't talk too much!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, who is so daring to play against Feng Ershao? Look at the impression of this body, the skills are good. Speaking of Fengjin, when did you speak so hard?" The teasing words, but the movements of the hands did not Stop, quickly apply medicine to his wound.

"You guys be quiet, it's very annoying." Luo Fengying pushed open the glass door of the kitchen with a spoon in her hand, her face was cold and slightly displeased.Lu Fangqian's voice was so loud that he felt a little guilty when he said it. He suppressed this feeling and naturally stopped it.

"I said, no wonder." Seeing him, Lu Fangqian was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood that there is only one person in this R city who can make Er Shao Feng obedient, "If I didn't know that you are a man, I would have thought you That's the one who suffers."

His voice was a little deep, but with a sense of determination: "I thought about it." He thought about it when he thought Luo Fengying was a man.

"What?" Lu Fangqian was puzzled.

"If he insists...be patient, it's not impossible." The sigh-like words drifted in the wind without leaving a trace, as if he had never said it.

Lu Fangqian was stunned, looking at him as if looking at a monster: "You are simply crazy!"

Feng Jin didn't answer any more, and let him deal with all the injuries little by little.Before packing up and leaving, he only said two words, "Take care." Feng Jin's feelings for so many years, as a bystander, had already moved him, how could that person be willing to hurt him so much.

But other people's feelings are not something he can comment on after all.Maybe he looks miserable, but the other party feels happy instead?It is in line with the old Chinese saying: like a person who drinks water, he knows how warm it is.

……

That night, Luo Fengying asked someone to dispose of the box of props.After going through such a time, if he really wanted to let him continue, he wouldn't be too cruel.

Time is still passing, but the relationship between the two seems to have stopped here.Will not retreat, but there is no sign of progress.

It was another boring afternoon, he nestled in Fengjin's big study to pass the time.

The planning roadmap has been set long ago, including an important organ of the master bedroom.Qingling has almost been cured, at least he no longer feels weak in walking.As for the wristband disguised as a miniature GPS transmitter in his hand, he is [-]% sure to dispose of it.The only trouble is the bodyguards, there are too many of them.

At present, all he can do is wait until Fengjin willingly removes the bodyguards.The meekness he has been pretending for the past few days has simply driven him crazy, which is not in line with his nature, especially when it involves the thing he hates the most, he can't wait to tear the person who is pressing on him.

Calm and calm, Luo Fengying warned herself that she must never show any emotions that she shouldn't have. Everyone here may be Fengjin's eyeliner.

I couldn't read the book any more, so I opened the desk drawers one by one, looking for other mechanisms.

Notebooks, pens, bookmarks... nothing special, until... the opening of the last layer made him stand there in a daze. Inside the crystal clear tempered glass cover lay a blue-glazed cup quietly.

The workmanship is average, and the size is a little big. Although he can't see it, he knows that this cup is even leaking at the bottom, and it is really not suitable for drinking water.For such a useless thing, Fengjin has been well preserved for so many years.

Of course he is familiar with this thing, because it was his birthday present to Fengjin.The coming-of-age ceremony is bound to be of great significance, so he made a special trip to Jingdezhen to find a master to learn how to make porcelain in a glazed kiln.

Although Luo Fengying is born smart and has a strong ability to learn and imitate, but these are not worth a poor hands-on ability.His grades in the labor technical class in junior high school have always been terrible, which is a shame for many years.

The clay sculptures he made were either missing arms or legs, so he had to make simpler cups.It's fine if you can make it. As for Nishiki's feeling that giving a cup means a lifetime or a tragedy, then it's up to him, Luo Fengying comforted herself.

However, the tragedy is still happening. This time, there will be no lack of arms or legs, but the hand will be broken for a while, and the wall (cup wall) will collapse for a while.It may be the first time to teach such an untalented student. The master's heart is almost broken, and he even thought about stopping the teaching, but who asked him to pay more.

I finally managed to make a fairly watchable work, I really want to thank God.Then there's the lettering, and the glazing after it dries.He wanted to put on red glaze, but he felt that the red glaze here was not correct enough, and considering Fengjin's psychological endurance, he finally gave up and put on blue glaze.

He thought it might be because he had a good relationship with the master, not only took good care of his cup, but also found him a very good seat when firing the kiln.In fact, the master was afraid that he would inadvertently cause a little damage to the cup, and then the person would have to redo it or restore it to be exactly the same.Let him restore such an ugly cup, I really can't do it!

After all the hard work, the cup is finally out of the oven, but the wall and the bottom are not glued together, and a seam naturally cracked during the kiln firing process.

what to do?Another day is Fengjin's birthday, even if I make another one, it will be too late.Luo Fengying frowned and looked at the slit, feeling very sad in her heart. "The cup doesn't have to be used for drinking water, it can also be used as a flower pot." The kiln master carefully reminded him, for fear that he would really make another one.

good idea!Holding the carefully wrapped cup, he embarked on the road back to R City.

Even though he said so, when he really gave it to Fengjin, he was a little embarrassed.Trying to cover up the past with gags: "Don't look at it in the shape of a cup, but it is actually a flower pot. There is a special drainage hole at the bottom. The shape of ordinary flower pots is so boring. This is my exclusive idea, specially for you And the design, don't be too moved. Nishiki, Happy Breaking Shell Day!"

Feng Jin accepted it dumbfounded.

But Luo Fengying has never seen him use it, whether it is a water cup or a flower pot.Gradually, he also forgot about it, until it appeared in front of him in a tempered glass cover.

After staring at it for a long while, Luo Fengying suddenly pushed the drawer very hard, and it returned to the darkness again, as if treating something he hated.

He is not a fool, such a situation has already given him a faint sense of crisis, and some feelings that he has refused to delve into are clearly exposed, and he has no choice but to escape.

Sitting silently at the table alone, looking unhappy, no one dared to take care of him.

This mood lasted until I was about to go to sleep, thinking of Ou Lu who I saw before driving into the garage: "Your new car is good." I really can't tell how I feel, but it is rare to take the initiative to say something to Feng Jin, although it is very There is no suspicion of finding a topic without words.

Didn’t you send the last Aston Martin to the maintenance station? You haven’t picked it up yet. It’s been almost a month since you changed it.Even so, he would never be so stupid as to say that, he took out a key from a drawer and threw it on the bedside table: "The red one is also in the garage."

Ignoring him, turned around and went to wash and sleep.

After turning off the light, Fengjin habitually hugged him for a moment, as if realizing what was about to happen, Luo Fengying couldn't help but froze, even though she was used to it, she still felt sick, turned her face halfway, and the nausea was even worse .

Such a reaction conveyed a signal of disgust even in the dark, Feng Jin didn't do anything, but hugged him tighter and closed his eyes.

Even if he continued pretending to be indifferent, every physical pleasure would be based on deeper hatred, and looking into his eyes afterwards would only make his heart hurt more.

……

The hands of the luminous clock have gradually slid towards [-], Feng Jin is already fast asleep, and Luo Fengying slowly opens her eyes in the darkness.Although the man woke up frequently, and tested his breathing several times, he fell asleep peacefully after a long time.But even he doesn't understand why he pretends to be breathing evenly when he wakes up.

Looking at the familiar side face next to the pillow, the cold aura faded away, and there was a bit of the feeling of the past.

There was a tingling pain in the eyes, and the eyes were tightly closed, only the eyelashes trembled like the wings of a butterfly.Unknowingly, a tear slipped down from the closed right eye, dripping silently on the pillow...

The author has something to say: Alas, the rare holiday is over.

I think I don't need to explain which two words are in Master Luo's tattoo.