Dream Love O is Cherry Alpha

Fu Xingxian just had a taste of it, and pushed Wen Jing out.

Wen Jing stepped on the bed and was stunned for a moment, with a little disappointment on his face.Why did you let go before you came back from grandpa?

Seeing his expression, Fu Xingxian explained helplessly: "I haven't showered since I came back from outside."

"Oh, oh, then go quickly." Wen Jing sat down, patted the soft bed surface, "I'll wait for you here."

Fu Xingxian looked at him silently, couldn't help it, bent down and kissed his forehead.

Wen Jing waved his hand to block it: "Go, go! Don't make me wait."

After speaking, he rolled back and continued to look at the computer.

Fu Xing went to the side and turned on a light, and handed over a small piece of paper.

"This is for you." After finishing speaking, he went into the bathroom to take a shower.

Wen Jing looked down.

Lush camphor trees, Fu Xingxian in skirts and him crying.

"There are still photos... Poof, the skirt."

The last time Aunt Song showed him the photo album, why didn't he look for the photo in the skirt?If I saw it, I'm afraid I would have recognized it a long time ago. There is a mole on the tip of the nose.

And before...Wen Jing thought about it, and found that Fu Xingxian was still very suspicious. For example, the day he saw the photo, he suddenly felt weird; for example, on the day he rented out the house, he smelled like cherries, but he didn't realize it.

……

Fu Xingxian quickly tidied himself up, changed into soft home clothes, and came out with refreshing moisture all over his body.

Wen Jing shook the photo in front of his eyes: "Where did this come from?"

Fu Xingxian: "My grandfather snapped it."

Wen Jing: "You have changed a lot since you were a child..."

Fu Xing sat beside him and nodded.

Wen Jing: "But basically I only grew taller, nothing else changed."

Fu Xingxian continued to look at him and nodded.

Wen Jing was full of anger: "You didn't recognize it just like that? You didn't tell me on purpose?"

"No." Fu Xingxian reached out to embrace him, but was pushed away.

Wen Jing: "When did you know?"

Fu Xingxian: "When the blood test report comes out, my dad's attitude is wrong."

Wen Jing rubbed his chin: "I also guessed it from the report..."

Fu Xingxian: "What did you say to my grandfather?"

Wen Jing: "Nothing, what?"

Fu Xingxian looked at him for a while: "Now my whole family knows that I dare not mark you because of my pheromone smell."

Wen Jing:! ! !

Wen Jing: "Who said the mark? I didn't mention these two words at all!"

Fu Xingxian: "Then why did you tell him?"

Wen Jing: "...I just wanted to smell your pheromones."

Fu Xingxian hugged him and smiled, but was pushed away by Wen Jing.

With a sullen face, the boy closed the notebook and directed him: "Put it on the table next to you."

Fu Xingxian did so.

Wen Jing pointed to the door again: "I still need to see other photos in skirts."

Fu Xingxian: ...

Wen Jing: "Go, go, I want to see!"

Fu Xingxian got up with a sigh, and went out to the next room, but did not leave his room.

Wen Jing was at a loss: "Don't you need to go downstairs? I remember the photo album is on the first floor?"

In less than a minute, Fu Xingxian came back and threw him three photos.

Wen Jing suddenly understood: "You are hiding."

Fu Xingxian covered his face: "Yes, I regret it, I shouldn't have hidden it."

"You deserve it!" Wen Jing looked at the photo and burst out laughing, "You were so cute when you were young, no wonder I missed it for so long... Where is this?"

Fu Xingxian: "It's already been demolished, and it's in the current location of the Fuxing Group building. But the tree is still there. Next time I'll take you to see it, it's in the old house."

Fu Xingxian slowly explained to him what happened that year.

For Wen Jing, he met him after something happened at home.

For him, it was after the two met that life changed drastically.

"You appeared on the last day of my carefree life." Fu Xingxian hugged Wen Jing in his arms during the interval of telling the story, "So this photo is with the toys I liked when I was young..."

"Lost it!??" Wen Jing pushed him with staring eyes.

"...It was actually buried under the camphor tree. I dug it with a shovel for a long time today."

Wen Jing squinted.

Fu Xingxian looked innocent: "If you don't believe me, you can ask Fu Lezhi, he looked at me digging it out, and he will never lie to you."

"Is it a time capsule?" Wen Jing turned his head and thought for a while, "You lower your head."

Fu Xingxian didn't know whether he believed it or not, and stared at Wen Jing vigilantly, always feeling that he was going to make trouble.

Wen Jing: "Are you low?"

Fu Xingxian lowered his head.

Wen Jing held his neck, raised his head, and kissed the tip of his nose:

"I keep kissing the mole on your nose in my dreams, but it's gone. It's a pity."

Fu Xingxian smiled lightly, and lowered his head to find his lips.

Wen Jing leaned back: "I've been looking for you for so long, so I won't kiss you today."

Before breaking free, he suddenly frowned and hissed.

Fu Xingxian supported him: "What's wrong?"

Wen Jing supported the bed with one hand, and thumped his back with the other: "Sitting on the bed and using the computer, my back hurts so much."

He bought that gaming chair because of his back pain after using the computer for a long time.It is rare to spend a few hours in bed today, and my waist is not working anymore.

Fu Xingxian squeezed his back through his clothes: "Where does it hurt?"

Wen Jing grabbed his hand and reached for it: "Well, here."

"To keep you from exercising," Fu Xingxian thumped him lightly a few times, "You're going to play computer games in my room all night?"

"Yes, I wanted to talk to you, but I was afraid of being stared at by my uncles and aunts, so I sneaked here. You see, the lights in my room are not turned off, so I pretended to be in the room haha..." Wen Jing fell on the bed to enjoy the service, "Point to the right."

The fist on the back moved slightly to the right, and punched lightly a few times.

Wen Jing looked back at him sideways, and gave him a compliment with his left hand: "It's comfortable!"

Fu Xingxian pursed his lips and reached out to pinch Wen Jing's lower back.

Wen Jing was so pinched that he shivered, pushed his hand away and stared over: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xingxian lowered his eyes: "Rub your waist, isn't it your back pain?"

Wen Jing is dubious.

Fu Xingxian: "Do you want to try it? I have hired a fitness trainer before, and I have also learned a little how to relax my muscles."

Wen Jing: "Just rubbing your waist, nothing else?"

Fu Xingxian: "What else do you want to do? You are young and have a lot of ideas."

Wen Jing: ...

"Then try?"

Fu Xing got up and said, "Wait for me for a while."

Wen Jing lay on the bed, watching Fu Xingxian leave the bedroom, and even pushed the door out of the suite. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he should have gone downstairs.

What is this for?

After 5 minutes, Fu Xingxian came back, holding a small lavender bottle in his hand.

Wen Jing took a closer look: "Baby massage oil?"

"Lele's, this is the only one at home." Fu Xingxian sat down next to him, opened the bottle cap, "Lie down, lift up the clothes behind you."

Wen Jing watched him without moving.

Using massage oil meant that the hands were touching the skin directly, which was not what he imagined a massage would be.

"Don't want it?" Fu Xingxian put the cap on the bottle, with a calm expression, "Forget it, I'm tired of digging holes today."

He got up to put the bottle aside, but Wen Jing grabbed his hand: "Yes, come on."

The boy buried his face in the quilt, and pulled up his home clothes with one hand, revealing a thin milky white waist.

Fu Xingxian stared: "Why are you so thin, you don't have any flesh at all."

"You're already fat! What are you waiting for?" Wen Jing urged him with a muffled voice.

"Don't suffocate you." Fu Xing chatted up a pillow and helped Wen Jing put it on his chest, "Then I'll start."

Wen Jing bit his lip, clutching the pillow tightly with both hands, inexplicably nervous.

A light lavender aroma spreads.

Fu Xingxian poured some baby oil on his hands, rubbed his hands together to warm them up, and pressed them lightly on his back, it was very warm.

Wen Jing trembled, the place he touched seemed to have been electrified.

He bit his lip.

Fu Xingxian laughed softly: "Relax your muscles, don't be nervous."

Wen Jing: "Yes."

Two big hands pressed on the skin and kneaded.

Fu Xingxian's hands seemed to be magical, loosening the muscles on his back, patting them lightly, and then pinching the spine again, from top to bottom.

Wen Jing snorted comfortably: "Why are you so proficient? Who else did you do it for?"

Fu Xingxian: "Fu Lezhi."

Wen Jing: "?"

Fu Xingxian: "What I did just now was baby touching. Now babies have to do it every day after bathing. I'll follow along."

Wen Jing: "...do you think I'm a baby?"

Fu Xingxian: "Little baby is easier to pinch than you, and has more meat."

Wen Jing turned his head and said nothing, leaving only the back of his head.

Fu Xingxian rubbed Wen Jing's back and sides all over, and the movements of his hands became slower and slower.

The skin is creamy and addictive to the touch.

Omega was paralyzed on the bed, relaxed and motionless, letting him do what he did.

Fu Xing took out a paper towel to wipe his hands, wiped off the excess oil on Wen Jing's back, and exhaled, "Aren't you afraid of what I might do to you?"

Wen Jing was still lying there, not answering.

Fu Xingxian pulled up his clothes and lay down next to him.

Wen Jing closed his eyes, his long eyelashes drooped, his lips were slightly parted, his expression was serene, and his breathing was even.

Is this asleep?

Fu Xingxian: ...

He stared at Wen Jing, reached out to pinch his nose, and touched his ears.

The handsome boy appeared to be sleeping soundly.

"I want to kiss you." Fu Xingxian said to himself, "I'm asleep now, so I don't know if I kiss you, right?"

He leaned over and touched the tip of Wen Jing's nose with his nose, the two of them breathed intertwined, and the air was filled with a sweet smell.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Xingxian turned around and let out a long breath: "I said no, let's forget it."

He stood up and was about to leave, but suddenly he was pulled by a hand, and he fell onto the bed.

Wen Jing wrinkled his nose and muttered, "You are so annoying!"

He crawled over and held Fu Xingxian down: "Want to kiss or not."

Fu Xingxian suppressed a smile: "Who told you to pretend to be asleep."

"It was you who woke me up!"

Fu Xingxian smiled lightly, but was blocked by Wen Jing, and the two exchanged lips and teeth again.

After a while, Wen Jing licked his lips, but still felt that it wasn't enough: "Where's your pheromone? Why didn't you release it?"

The space is full of lavender smell, although it is also very fragrant and relaxing, but it is not his brother's smell.

Fu Xingxian bit his lips lightly: "You can't put too much, only a little a day."

Wen Jing scratched him depressingly.

"Shall I buy you cherries?"

"The season is wrong."

"Then buy cherries."

"... I want you to feed me."

"..."

"Hold him like last time, is that okay?" Wen Jing pushed forward.

Fu Xingxian looked at the face close at hand, suddenly put his hand into his clothes, and grabbed his waist without hindrance.

Wen Jing took advantage of the situation and let go of his strength, leaned on his hand, and stared at him: "Huh? Did you agree?"

Fu Xingxian: "You can't do this."

Wen Jing: "Where can't it work?"

Fu Xing freed one hand and slowly drew a circle on his back.

Wen Jing pinched his nose and pulled his face.

Fu Xingxian: "...Why don't you hide now?"

"Didn't you touch it just now?" Wen Jing adjusted his posture, lying on Fu Xingxian more comfortably.

……

Although it is true that I am a little careful, but this kind of adaptation speed is not too fast.

The two looked at each other for a while, Fu Xingxian was defeated and pushed him: "Get up."

Wen Jing: "I'm sorry, you promised to feed me cherries."

Fu Xingxian: "Do you feel anything?"

Wen Jing tilted his head: "What? Don't change the subject."

Fu Xingxian: "...I have to take a shower."

Wen Jing: ...

He stepped aside and watched Fu Xingxian get up to go to the bathroom.

Wen Jing hugged the quilt and asked, "Can we sleep together today?"

Fu Xingxian: "If you want to continue to torture me."

???

Wen Jing was not convinced: "You are the one who wants to hug, kiss, and massage me, so why am I torturing you?"

There was the sound of running water in the bathroom, but Fu Xingxian didn't answer.

Wen Jing angrily kicked off the bed and rolled to the head of the bed.

After Fu Xingxian calmed down, he walked out of the bathroom and found that Wen Jing had really fallen asleep on his bed.

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