Bailu Hengjiang

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The first time Fu Bailu and Jiang Su met was in the "Empty Garden".

At that time, the comb Fu Bailu held in his hand was a relic of his mother, and it was also a token of love sent by Yan Zhuo many years ago.

The comb is not expensive, but because it is used to comb the hair, it has the meaning of knotting hair-it is hoped that the loving couple will stay together for a lifetime and grow old together.

It was a temporary idea for the two to register for marriage, and Jiang Su didn't have time to prepare any gifts.Simply, he went back to the "Empty Garden", took jujube wood, and stayed up for several nights to make this comb.There are his specially carved lines on the comb, then embellished with red lacquer, and finally inlaid with gold and jade, which is both classical and full of modern flavor.

Not only that, Jiang Su also engraved the names of the two on the inside of the comb teeth, marking the oath of raising the eyebrows.

It is his dowry and also his confession.

Come to think of it, when he first made combs for Fu Bailu, the master Dongyang wooden comber had already told Jiang Su the meaning of the combs.

The teacher was joking and asked Jiang Su, who was not yet a teenager: Do you want to be for the girl you like?

Jiang Su was taken aback, then quickly shook his head and said: No, no, you misunderstood.I'm giving it to...my brother.His comb is broken, and I want to give him one.

The teacher lamented the good relationship between the brothers, and then joked with Jiang Su that after you learn this craft, if you get married in the future, you can personally make a dowry for the person you like.A dowry gift made by hand can best express love and sincerity.

After Jiang Su heard this, he felt very romantic. Even the shapeless wood in his hand looked a lot better and was full of meaning.Learning art is hard, but when Jiang Su thinks of Fu Bailu's smiling face, everything is worth it.

These years, the master's words always echoed in Jiang Su's ears.Every time he makes a comb for Fu Bailu, the thing in his hand carries the fantasy that started when he was young, and what comes to his mind is this romance and beauty.

Perhaps before the relationship became clear, Jiang Su had already connected everything with Fu Bailu, and they were inseparable.His romance, his thoughts, and his full friendship all belong to Fu Bailu.

Jiang Su drew the ground into a prison, delineating the future for himself.He can only like Bai Lu.

A dowry gift made by hand can best express love and sincerity.

The words of his master back then echoed in Jiang Su's ears, and his consciousness slowly recovered.Intense exhaustion swept Jiang Su's body, his head was groggy, and his throat was dry and sore, as if he was burned by something.what is going on?He was obviously still eating and celebrating with Fu Bailu just now, why did he lose consciousness after that.

"Bailu?" Jiang Su called softly, barely opening his eyes.

"Brother, how do you feel?"

Fu Bailu's voice reached his ears, and Jiang Su heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was fine.Immediately, Jiang Su felt a coolness in his chest and a sense of restraint as his hands and feet were bound.

"Don't move, brother, don't struggle."

Jiang Su slowed down for a moment, and finally woke up completely.Fu Bailu fed him some water, and then laid a pillow for him.Jiang Su's wrists were tied to the bed above his head, while his feet were tied with ropes and pulled tightly to the corner of the bed.

Fu Bailu unbuttoned his shirt, and thoughtfully helped him change into pajamas, so as not to feel tight and uncomfortable when wearing a suit on his body.

"What... what is this for?! Bai Lu, let me go!"

Fu Bailu looked at Jiang Su's pupils, everything was normal, "How many hours have you slept?"

Jiang Su understood after a while. He looked at Fu Bailu who had just washed up, and asked incredulously, "Did you give me...the medicine for that bottle of wine just now?" Jiang Su couldn't believe that everything was done by Fu Bailu.

Fu Bailu let out a "hmm" without any concealment, and directly admitted, "I don't know how long it will take to take effect." After speaking, Fu Bailu sat by the bed, her wet hair scattered on her shoulders.He and Jiang Su looked at each other for a moment, smiling sweetly and beautifully, both touching and beautiful, "I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Neck, collarbone, fair chest, and the clean and fresh scent of bath frankincense on Fu Bailu's body.He is like a tempting and dangerous demon, one more look and he will be completely sunk.

Jiang Su licked his lips lightly to look away, a "heat wave" swam back and forth in his body, continuously descending from his throat, straight to his lower abdomen, which was unbearable.

Seeing him swallowing, Fu Bailu lowered his head and licked *Jiang Su's Adam's apple with the tip of his tongue, "You smell so nice, 'sexy'."

These are the lines of the leading actor in the TV series that Fu Bailu participated in last year.Hearing it at the time, Fu Bailu thought, what is sexy?Probably it was Jiang Su's blood-pulling smell.Fu Bailu had smelled it for more than ten years, and every time he thought about it, he would sweat all over his body, as if he had a fever.

"Bai Lu, what are you doing! Don't mess around!" Jiang Su turned his neck to the side to distance himself from him, but his limbs were completely restrained and he couldn't move, "Hurry up and let me go! Listen to me, Bai Lu, you--"

Before Jiang Su finished speaking, Fu Bailu pinched his chin and kissed him directly.He bit Jiang Su's lip, pierced the other's lip with the tip of his teeth, and sucked a few times, wanting to taste the bloody smell.Lips and teeth colliding, this is the taste of "kiss", full of desire and tearing.

Jiang Su hummed a nasal "hmm" a few times, his whole body went numb, he was so shocked that he forgot to react.

"Brother, I have come of age at the age of eighteen. This year I want to choose my own birthday present." Fu Bailu stroked the wound at the corner of Jiang Su's mouth with his fingers, while Jiang Su struggled violently, trying to break free from the shackles of the rope.

You come and go, Fu Bailu is not as strong as Jiang Su.The two moved too much, and one accidentally bumped into the bedside table, and the wooden box placed on it accidentally fell to the ground.

"Be careful!" Jiang Su raised his head to check the situation, but Fu Bailu refused to let him move, and even expressed extreme dissatisfaction with his distraction.

"Brother, I don't want a comb today!" Fu Bailu reached out and casually pushed the box that fell on the ground out of Jiang Su's sight, not letting him pay attention. "Look at me, I'm talking to you. I want you to be mine." Birthday present. Want it today."

Jiang Su watched the box move, and it contained the "betrothal gift" he made himself.

The comb fell out of the box, and the inlaid gold ornaments and jade objects couldn't bear the impact back and forth, and they shattered with a bang.

Suddenly, Jiang Su remembered his childhood.

When Fu Bailu was nine years old, he also broke a comb—a relic of his mother.

And Fu Bailu fell because of Jiang Su.

"Brother, you are mine. How could you think that I can tolerate you leaving?" Fu Bailu endured for so long, pretended so many back and forth, and finally waited for this moment, able to say all the words in his heart, " As long as I think of you leaving me and my dad, I feel uncomfortable all over."

Jiang Su was taken aback for a moment, and finally came to his senses.He found it unbelievable, and asked in a very light tone, afraid that he might misunderstand Fu Bailu: "So you have been lying to me from the beginning? You said that standing with me is a lie, right?"

Fu Bailu sat straddling Jiang Su, his eyes sparkling.Both persistent and crazy. "Lies? Maybe, I don't care at all. As long as it is useful to you, I can say anything." Fu Bailu raised his eyebrows, and while talking, he tugged on Jiang Su's clothes, and they took them off seven or eight times. "You run your own company." , Isn’t it just to establish your own family after the wings are full?! If you want to leave, it is absolutely impossible! I will use this money to buy your life, and from now on, you will be my husband, and you must stay by my side for a long time.”

buy me.

Jiang Su muttered these two words in a low voice, and his eyes turned red.

He couldn't help laughing, laughing that his anticipation for the past few days was nothing more than a sarcastic "deal", laughing that he had been coaxed by Fu Bailu since he was a child, but he still had no defense against him.

But the most absurd and desperate thing was that Jiang Su couldn't even find a rebuttal.He was overwhelmed by emotion, self-righteously endowing "marriage" with a sacred and noble meaning, so sad that even the most superficial facts were completely ignored——

Fu Bailu gave the money, but he took it, that's all.

"I didn't expect that I was so valuable, such a large sum of money, I thought..."

Jiang Su thought that Fu Bailu spent everything in his pocket, at least it showed that he cherished it in his heart, valued it, and had a friendship that surpassed brotherhood.If not all, there is always a little bit.

a little.Just one point is a good start for Jiang Su.enough.

But Fu Bailu answered resolutely, without giving any room for imagination, and hit Jiang Su's lifeline directly: "I don't care. No matter how much money is, it is just a number. It has nothing to do with me. Take it all if you need it."

It turned out that Fu Bailu just bought Jiang Su with a few pieces of paper that he didn't care about.

Where does the cherish and attention come from, the word "possessiveness" cannot escape from the beginning to the end.

Most likely, this is Jiang Su's retribution.

If Jiang Su hadn't followed the darkest and selfish thoughts in his heart when Fu Bailu proposed marriage, everything would be very different now.

One wrong step, one wrong step.You deserve it, you deserve it.

"Bai Lu, don't do this!"

Before he had time to think about the scars on his heart, Jiang Su swallowed his saliva and struggled, "You will get hurt!"

"That's just right, I want to be hurt by you." Fu Bailu didn't tell a lie, on the contrary, this is the appeal in his heart: "I want to be hurt by you."

Skin-to-skin contact, full of blood, it is difficult for them to be indifferent to each other.Everything in the house is like gorgeous fireworks, the more desperate you are, the easier it will disappear.

"Don't be like this, let me go, let's... um... talk!" Jiang Su had difficulty breathing, and everything in front of him washed away his consciousness and endurance.

That was what Jiang Su dreamed of, and at this time, it was also a humiliating frame full of irony, which firmly nailed his limbs to death.

He felt dirty, miserable, even unspeakably angry and hopeless.

He too felt the thrill, the excitement, mixed with the urge and pleasure of longing.

"Bai Lu, I don't want to hurt you." Jiang Su suppressed the emotions in his chest, looked into Fu Bailu's eyes, and said solemnly, "I can't hurt you. Don't let me hurt you. Is it okay? Bai Lu, I beg you!"

"Why not." Fu Bailu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, then bit his lip, showing a delicate and charming smile.He said slowly word by word, "Hurt is inevitable."