Dressed as a villain's brother

It took only two seconds for He Jin to fall off the board and be swept away by the waves.

In the next few seconds, there was no movement on the sea surface.

Everything I saw just now was just an illusion.

Fu Rongjie realized that something was wrong, put down the phone, and pushed away the boy who had been standing by the side since just now, pestering him for contact information.

He took advantage of his explosive power, and when he plunged into the sea, the people on the shore didn't understand what happened.

But swimming is a new skill for him, and no matter how anxious he is, he can't go anywhere fast.

After several times coming out of the sea to take a breath, there was still no sign of He Jin as far as he could see.

Fu Rongjie buried his head and face in the water again, and his chest was so uncomfortable that it was almost about to explode under the pressure of the water.

He heard He Yu's hoarse shout not far behind him.

But the person called was still nowhere to be seen.

Fu Rongjie choked on the water a few times, rubbed his eyes a little red, and occasionally bumped into a snorkeler in the sea but didn't pay attention to avoiding it.

After a short pause, he went deeper to search again.

The waves on the sea surface gradually weakened, and the sparkling golden water light jumped and flickered.

When he surfaced again, there were only one or two people swimming around.

Fu Rongjie blinked off the water hanging from his eyelashes, and hurriedly turned around to look sideways.

The rapid rotation made it difficult to tell the direction, and even the boundaries between up and down began to blur.

He suddenly heard an indistinct coughing sound from the right rear.

Fu Rongjie has not experienced for a long time what it means for a heart to beat like a drum. Every moment when the heart beats, the nerves are extremely tense.

He didn't know whether he would be pleasantly surprised or disappointed when he looked back.

The buzzing sound gradually appeared in his ears, and he could hardly hear it, even the noisy ocean waves.

The moment he turned around, another small wave rushed over, carrying people up and down, and the waves hit people's nose and lips.

Fu Rongjie was almost unable to breathe, the water on the tip of his forehead slipped down regardless, and a small stream of water covered half of his eyes.

But when he saw the people in that direction clearly, he didn't care about these.

He swam there.

He Jin held the longboard and floated on the undulating and boundless water, paddling back exhaustedly, squinting his eyes to identify familiar figures when he saw them.

But just as he was about to make a sound, he coughed violently because of a little water choked into his throat.

When he saw Fu Rongjie swimming over, he swung the water back in surprise and panic, and the water waves drove him forward with the help of force.

But he obviously miscalculated Fu Rongjie's speed, and after moving a few meters nervously, water splashed in front of his eyes.

He Jin opened his lips, and before he could make a sound, he was hugged suddenly.

It was so strong that she hugged him tightly, and the hands pressing on his shoulder blades almost wanted to rub him into her arms.

The sound of breathing in the ears was rapid and frightened, and the chest that was pressed against her was rapidly vibrating, making it extremely noisy.

The air in the chest was squeezed out, He Jin coughed again, Fu Rongjie released him in a panic, and lowered his head to check his condition.

He Jin had never seen a junior in such a mess.

After becoming an adult, Fu Rongjie seemed calm and decent every time they met each other.

It's just like this now... He Jin carefully looked at his trembling eyelashes with water droplets, the messy and wet hair ends, his lips and the corners of his eyes that looked bright red compared to his pale face.

His heart beat a little uncontrollably.

"He Jin."

He heard the elementary school boy calling him in a hoarse voice.

"I'm fine." He Jin smiled and tried to comfort him, leaning on the board and kissing the side of his cheek.

Fu Rongjie embraced the person in his arms with both hands, and his eyes were right.

He Jin lowered his head and coughed twice, tried his best to soften his voice, and explained in a relaxed tone, "I just encountered a small rip current and was taken away. Fortunately, I know that I have to swim perpendicular to the direction of the rip current... In fact, it saves effort, and the surfboard has foot ropes, so you won’t drown.”

Fu Rongjie had obviously heard of the rip current, and his brows were tightly frowned.

The speed of the rip current can be as fast as eight meters per second, and the danger can be imagined.

Seeing that he was unhappy, He Jin tried to coax him again, "It's nothing, you see it's not too far from the shore, and I'll swim out soon."

Fu Rongjie glanced back.

Shore has been faintly seen.

"..."

He Jin pressed his shoulders and leaned over to kiss him, wanting to change the subject, and asked with a smile, "Aren't you a bad swimmer? You've swam so far, aren't you afraid underwater?"

He Jin saw that his lips were stiff and did not speak, so he was busy kissing and coaxing him. From the corner of his vision, he caught a glimpse of Fu Rongjie staring at him with red eyes, and then quickly looked away.

When he lowered his eyes and kissed the corner of his lips, he was suddenly embraced again forcefully, and his lips were blocked and penetrated.

This process has no grace at all, it is just a one-sided plunder and encroachment.

He Jin was entangled so badly that his muscles and bones gradually weakened, and he couldn't even hold on to the long board a few times.

When he started to have difficulty breathing, Fu Rongjie slowed down his attack, and after a brief separation, he kissed him softly.

Lips and tongues intertwined obediently, He Jin opened his eyes, sighed in a low voice, and leaned on Fu Rongjie's shoulder and neck as if he lost his strength.

He turned his head slightly, and saw that not far away, He Yu leaned out and waved to him in surprise. After seeing the situation of the two of them clearly, he suddenly stopped swimming forward.

……

The sea is turning from bright to dark, and the sun is setting to the west.

When the sky, which was almost pink or even wine red, slowly turned into dark purple with thin light, all the people had already finished eating the seafood they caught when the tide went out at dusk in the barbecue restaurant on the side of the road amidst the endless noise of the waves.

The store brought beer and skewers again, and said a few warm local dialects.

"Eat less!" He Yu patted Lan Cong's hand away from the skewers, "It was agreed that whoever catches the least fish should eat less, and you just touched two mussels!"

Lan Cong pushed his arm away with his elbow, and quickly took back a bunch of meat, "I'm looking for it seriously! What can I do if I'm unlucky and can't look for it? My eyesight is not good, what are the breathing holes in the sand? , I didn’t see any of them!”

Moreover, there were quite a few people who joined in the fun and rushed to the sea, and several masters returned with a full load of small baskets.

What good can be left for him, a simple mainlander?

He has worked very hard.

"No, whatever the rules are, you have promised yourself! Just eat some peanuts!" He Yu insisted.

Afraid that the two of them would fight again, Yang Mu said, "I've found a lot, so Lan Cong will eat my share."

"You can't tamper with the rules!" He Yu disagreed, "If it's all like this, then what's the point of just competing for a long time?"

He was the one who really bowed his head and searched for a long time, Lan Cong's sloppy look was so idle!

"Look at me!" Lan Cong said suddenly, putting down the string.

"what?"

"Isn't it pretty?" Lan Cong fiddled with her hair and blinked her charming silky eyes.

"?"

What kind of question is this.

"I just asked, can I eat with this face?!" Lan Cong asked forcefully.

"Well……"

He Yuzheng was stunned by the question, and when he was still hesitating, Yang Mu suddenly pushed his head away, "Don't look."

"He used to use this trick." Yang Mu took a squid skewer and stuffed He Yu's mouth.

"...Huh?" He Yu didn't know why.

"When he was running for the chairmanship, he brazenly said this on the stage." Yang Mu said.

"Then the campaign was successful."

"..."

Lan Cong, who is very self-aware and proud of her appearance, raised her head and raised her chest, "So what? This is also part of strength."

He Jin leaned on the table beside him and laughed for a long time, then hurriedly stopped them, "Don't make a fuss about it. It's all for my surprise, so I'll treat you to whatever you want."

Originally, Lan Cong and the others arranged other activities, because he fell into the water, so they stayed with him.

He went back to take a shower, changed into a set of dry cotton clothes, and now squinted his eyes comfortably in the sea breeze, forgetting about the afternoon.

He Yu was dissatisfied, "Since it's to shock you, then of course we invite you!"

Fu Rongjie glanced at him, "I've already paid for the food just now."

"...You!" He Yu didn't know what to say.

His feelings for Fu Rongjie are very complicated now.

When his brother fell into the water in the afternoon, this man was so nervous, it can be seen that he cared about his brother very much.

There is nothing wrong with multiple people caring about He Jin.

He Yu gritted his teeth, "Then I'll pay for the drinks! Drink whatever you want!"

No matter what, he couldn't lose in this respect.

When looking for his brother, he had already lost once.

At that moment, he was dizzy in a hurry, and for some reason, he looked in the wrong direction, and he turned around a lot to find it.

Otherwise, he must be the first to find his brother!

Fortunately, his brother is fine, and his mentality is also good, and he doesn't seem to have any sequelae.

On the other hand, Fu Rongjie seemed to feel uncomfortable for a while after he landed.

Lan Cong cheered, and unceremoniously called the waiter to order another dozen beers.

"Can you drink so much?" He Yu twitched his eyelids and said contemptuously.

Lan Cong waggled her index finger, "Small meaning."

Lan Cong tried to revitalize the atmosphere and drive away the thrilling fear of a few hours ago.

"Just drinking is so boring, let's play some games, and if we lose, we will be punished!"

Afterwards, they went from several mobile games such as You Draw My Guess to the simplest Truth or Dare.

It's simple because Lan Cong added a rule of the game, if you don't want to say you don't want to do it, you can punish yourself, and respect everyone's independent choice.

There were so many people playing punching games around, but they were actually a relatively quiet group in terms of decibels.

On the round table, the green wine bottle swayed with refracted light, and slowly stopped turning, with the mouth of the bottle pointing at Lan Cong, who had quickly chosen the truth.

He Jin sat across from him and thought of a question.

In fact, I mentioned it casually, but when I asked, I felt that I still cared about the plot of the original book.

"Who did you have a crush on?" he asked.

Lan Cong raised her eyebrows, "Secret love? Really."

He cheerfully spun the bottle, and was about to start the next round, "I had a crush on my high school monitor once. He is really talkative and interesting, and he can always chat with me."

He Jin let out a "woohoo" in surprise.

He Yu asked curiously, "Then why aren't we together?"

Lan Cong glared at him, "This is the second question."

The wine bottle turned with a clatter, and when it stopped again, the mouth of the bottle pointed to Fu Rongjie.

Fu Rongjie had just chosen a big adventure, and was asked to send a location share to the first contact in WeChat.

That person was an entrepreneur who had worked with him before, and his relationship was weak.

Fu Rongjie chose fine wine instead.

So this time I chose the truth.

Yang Mu thought about the question lazily, and with the idea of ​​ignoring someone, he asked the same thing as He Jin just now.

"Who did you have a crush on?"

Lan Cong suddenly slapped the table excitedly, "I want to know that too! I heard him say that he has someone he likes when he was in high school!"

A table of people looked over at the same time.

He Jin was also a little curious and tilted his head to look.

Fu Rongjie looked at He Jin, saw that he was a little drunk, and closed his eyes.

This kind of sour secret love is actually not suitable for public speaking.

"I still punish myself with a drink." Fu Rongjie said.

The rest of them retracted their heads in disappointment.

Probably the way of heaven is good for reincarnation, and the wine bottle turned again and aimed at Yang Mu, who had never been selected.

Fu Rongjie looked at him, raised the corners of his lips and said, "It's the same, who have you had a crush on?"

Yang Mu and him looked at each other, then suddenly raised his glass sullenly, and poured down the wine, the glass soon bottomed out.

He stood up and spun the bottle, "Next."

This time He Yu was a little startled, the bottle was still spinning, and when it was slowly pointing towards him, he couldn't help asking Yang Mu, "You actually have a crush? Didn't you notice it at all before? Could it be from a university?? "

Yang Mu glanced at him, but said nothing.She just lowered her head and looked at him lightly from the corner of her eye.

When the mouth of the bottle pointed at He Yu, Lan Cong smiled maliciously because there was no one on the opposite side.

He Yu was terrified by his laughter, "What are you doing! You don't want to ask this question again, do you? If I had a crush, I would have confessed to him long ago!"

Lan Cong gave a "cut", "Don't ask this. I'll ask you..."

He crossed his hands and rested on his delicate chin, "What if you have a date in the future, but your brother doesn't agree?"

He Jin was taken aback for a moment, not expecting to be involved in himself, and shook his hands and said, "Unless the other party commits a crime, I encourage free love."

But he understood He Yu's character.

In the original text of the villain, robbing Lan Cong probably has a bit of a desire to win and lose. No matter how much he likes it, he probably doesn't have it.

There are no pink things in his mind for the time being.

He Yu spread his hands, "This question is simple. If my brother disagrees, it means that this person is not good. I will listen to my brother."

Lan Cong shook her head when she heard that, "I see, Gebao, next!"

He Jin finished listening to the straight music.

Yang Mu, who had been silent all this time, turned pale.

He Jin paused before finishing the music.

Half a second later, the bottle pointed at him, and he was asked sharply by Lan Cong.

"You and my brother are together, who is chasing whom? What is the opportunity?"

He Jin's gaze subconsciously drifted towards Fu Rongjie who was beside him.

The two parties were silent for a while in a stalemate, and their ears were steaming.

The surrounding noise seemed to have stopped for a moment.

"I'll drink." He Jin nodded, tilted his neck and took a drink.

He put down the wine glass, and reached out to remove the wine bottle in the middle of the table, "Don't play this, let's play something else."

Lan Cong was also savvy, so she didn't chase after her and asked, "Okay, what are you going to play next?"

"Idiom Solitaire?"

Fu Rongjie said in a low voice, with a smile on the corner of his eyes, "If you can't catch up, you will do [-] push-ups, and if you can't finish it, you will be punished with alcohol."

Maybe it's because they've been arguing for a while, the night is getting darker, and the evening wind on the beach has cooled down; or maybe it's because they've all had too much to drink and don't want to play complicated games anymore.

Soon a table of people passed the proposal.

Knowing the reason why Fu Rongjie mentioned the idiom Solitaire, He Jin raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Rongjie half-questioningly.

Hello, what are you doing?

Fu Rongjie lowered his eyes, squeezed his hand tentatively, the corners of his eyes were curled up, and a steady smile bloomed in his eyes.

He Jin took a second look, and couldn't bear his cute appearance, so he could only let him do it.

Lan Cong was sitting facing the door. Now that the sea breeze was blowing in, it was already a bit cold, although the atmosphere was still lively.

Lan Cong moved the chair to change places, and sat next to He Jin.

"Let's get started, I'll go first."

"Let's decide on a word first."

"Then 'sea'." He Yu said.

Lan Cong lowered his head and thought, "Then let's have a romantic one first, the sea is dry and rocks are rotten."

He added: "I feel that there are no idioms at the beginning of the bad, so the homonyms are fine."

Taking advantage of the smell of alcohol, He Jin smiled and said, "Yes, I am as drunk as mud."

Fu Rongjie answered: "A mud cow has entered the sea."

Yang Mu: "Sworn to each other."

"Meng?" He Yu was stunned, "Is there a word for this?"

Staring at Yang Mu again, "Can't you say something simple?"

Lan Cong shushed him, "If you can't do it, do push-ups!"

"Wait, wait..." He Yu stretched out five fingers, and covered his head with the other hand, "Meng...meng, that's right! Get away with it!"

Lan Cong's eyes widened, "Does this count?"

Can this be an idiom?

Yang Mu took out his mobile phone Baidu, and showed it to him, "It's true."

Lan Cong: "..."

Solitaire continues.

"Grand-sounding."

"Auspicious day."

"day to day."

"It's another day." Lan Cong smiled while supporting her waist.

Yang Mu continued, "Day and night."

He Yu: "Then, day and night?"

Lan Cong looked at him incredulously.

Yang Mu: "Actually, it's also possible."

He Yu nodded, "I have been abroad for a few years, and I can remember as many idioms as I can, which is already very good!"

Lan Cong sighed.

Fortunately, the next painting style is quite normal.

Start with "accumulation".

There are many articles, like a frightened bird, a flood and a beast, flattered, turbulent waves, the prodigal son turns his head, dizzy, gaudy, rare and strange.

Among them, Yang Mu did push-ups because he didn't answer for the first time, and because he was a little drunk, he couldn't finish it, so he had to drink.

He Yu didn't come up with an answer once, and honestly completed twenty.

"Strange power and chaotic spirit." Lan Cong continued a new round.

He was surprisingly good at drinking, and he didn't show any signs of drunkenness.

He Jin was a little dizzy, and felt that the local wine had a bit of stamina.

"...It's amazing." He continued.

"I'm fascinated." Fu Rongjie pulled him towards him, preventing his arms supporting his head from touching the wine stains on the table.

"Fuck..." Yang Mu paused, unable to think.

He Yu saw that his eyes were quite hazy, stood up and said, "Let's call it a day! It's getting late, let's go back to the hotel."

"I can figure it out..." Yang Mu glanced at him in the shadowy light, "I can recite it like a fluent!"

He Yu answered smoothly, "Displaced."

Lan Cong: "Whatever you do!"

He Jin: "Do whatever you want..."

There was a bang.

The solid impact made the table shake twice.

"Is it down?" He Yu was startled, looking down at Yang Mu whose head was knocked on the table.

He Jin was also surprised, "He obviously seems to be very secretive...but he can't drink the most."

"Then go back, it's getting late." Fu Rongjie straightened his clothes and stood up, "I'll call a taxi."

Lan Cong rolled up his sleeves, "Old Yang shares a hotel with me, I'll take him back."

He Yu frowned, "Can your thin arms and legs carry you? Let's go together."

……

When He Jin got into the car, his mind was already a little confused.

But his mind is still clear, but he can't remember some things, and he is particularly attached to other things.

It's okay to let him know the way home at this time.

He thinks that his current state is much better than that in the bar.

At that time, he was completely strong, and sent the elementary school boy back home with a responsible attitude.

……

After getting out of the car, He Jin watched his elementary school brother come to hold her, but without stretching out his hand, he went into the hotel elevator on his own.

Fu Rongjie quickly followed, but did not approach rashly.

In the closed and quiet space, He Jin grinded down some questions in his mind, and finally couldn't hold back, and asked.

"Who did you have a crush on?"

He saw his junior stunned for a moment, and seemed very surprised that this question would come out of his mouth.

He saw that his junior was about to speak, but he suddenly didn't want to listen.

He Jin frowned and put aside this unpleasant question, and stopped him and asked in a low voice, "Do you still like it now?"

Fu Rongjie breathed evenly, imitating him and whispering: "I like you now."

He Jin looked at him with raised eyebrows, "I'm better than him?"

"Hmm." Fu Rongjie laughed softly.

The cold and thick texture of his voice is destined to make people's ears numbly intoxicated by this laughter.

"...Alright then." He Jin rubbed his hot face.

I can barely forgive this.

He thought of asking this question only because his own previous relationship history was blank, which is exactly the same as He Yu in this respect.

He can't be indifferent...he's not that generous.

When he reached the door, He Jin took the room card and looked at Fu Rongjie who was walking to another door.

There was a jingling sound over there.

When Fu Rongjie pressed the doorknob and pushed in, he suddenly saw a figure falling beside him.

He opened the door, inserted the room card into the card slot, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I still have questions." He Jin said.

Fu Rongjie glanced at the blush on the thin skin under his eyes.

Obviously a little drunk.

"Let's talk tomorrow? You have to rest well." Fu Rongjie withdrew his gaze restrainedly.

"I just have a question."

"Okay." Fu Rongjie became a little nervous, holding his breath, waiting for his question.

"The idiom Solitaire just now."

He Jin frowned coldly at the hall, like a leader who checked the post, "It's your turn, but you didn't answer. You have to answer a word, or you will be punished."

Fu Rongjie had already confirmed that he was a little drunk, so he said helplessly, "You are drunk."

"I do not have."

"That's what you said last time."

"Not this time."

"Okay." Fu Rongjie was amused by him, stepped aside to let him in first, and couldn't stand at the door all the time, "What's the word you answered?"

Now he has a little understanding of He Jin's state when he is drunk.

It is domineering.

Think broad and straight.

Like a stubborn overlord, he can only serve according to his words.

"Do whatever you want." He Jin didn't know what he was thinking at all, and he put forward the condition very alertly, "You can't repeat my words."

"Do whatever you want?" Fu Rongjie tilted his head, and his Adam's apple slipped.

He lowered his eyes and took off the watch and put it on the table in the guest room, "I can't take it."

"How could it be?" He Jin was full of disbelief.

When Fu Rongjie was studying, he was excellent in all subjects and had no shortcomings.

He Jin walked to the table and saw several A4 papers and a pen lying on the table.

He habitually picked up the pen and twirled it twice in the palm of his hand, leaning his body back against the edge of the table, "Isn't it all right to eliminate harm for the people, be a teacher, and do evil?"

Seeing him pick up the pen, Fu Rongjie approached him with an unclear expression, "What else?"

He Jin didn't understand where he got the courage to ask him the question, "Think for yourself."

"Being a good example to others is not the same." Fu Rongjie put his hand on the table, tapped it lightly, and continued: "Removing harm for the people does not hurt people lightly."

He looked at He Jin, raised his eyes and said, "I'm done answering, can you give me a point?"

The old god He Jin was spinning the pen on the ground, bent his arms and leaned back, pursed his lips, "How to add?"

Fu Rongjie's gaze slowly slipped down and landed on the black pen in his hand, "You wrote on me."

He Jin agreed.

This is a very common request and not difficult to do.

He Jin opened the cap of the pen, and the silver lacquer surface of the pen clip reflected a white light under the light.

He Jin subconsciously stopped, and glanced at the pen holder.

"HJ is engraved on it." He Jin said syllable by syllable.

"Well, your name." Fu Rongjie moved closer and bent over.

Use the angle to cover the light that rises in the pupils.

"Let's write," he said.

He Jin looked at the pen, didn't think about when the words were engraved, but just muttered, "I'm very careful."

While looking at the elementary school boy, looking for a place to write.

He turned his eyes back and forth, glanced at Fu Rongjie's exposed forearm, and glanced at a small flat area under his collarbone.

Further down is a layer of muscle tightly covered by the fabric.

He Jin hesitated for two seconds, then pulled Fu Rongjie's arm, he touched the pen tip to the surface of the skin under the collarbone, and swiped a few strokes.

"Do you want to continue?" Fu Rongjie lowered his eyes, looked at him and asked.

He Jin hesitated for a moment and agreed.

When the "+1" spread downward so freely that He Jin had to tear open his neckline, the pen in his hand was suddenly snatched away.

The warm breath fell on his lips in a hurry, and the wide palm resting on the table by his side lightly rested on his sensitive waist and hips.

After a brief intimacy, He Jin heard the person supporting him whisper, "It seems to have lost weight."

He Jin unconsciously licked her moist lips, "I'm too tired from your work."

Fu Rongjie smiled, lowered his eyes and kissed his crimson ear, with an ambiguous kiss, "What compensation do you want?"

He Jin closed his eyes, then opened them again, as if he was really thinking seriously.

"Last time in the car."

"Ok?"

"Hide your phone and don't let me see it, just let me see what you were looking at at that time."

Fu Rongjie looked at him with a little surprise, "It's been so long, do you still remember?"

"I have a good memory." He Jin said shrewdly.

"Then, what happened that night?" Fu Rongjie picked him up and sat on the table, "What do you remember?"

He Jin subconsciously followed his words.

Some memories flashed by.

He stared at Fu Rongjie's slightly sliding Adam's apple.

Not a bad memory.

It's just that at the very beginning, his head was dizzy, seeing everything was spinning, he forcefully forced Fu Rongjie, who hadn't moved at all, not to move.

He gradually regained his composure, but saw the primary school boy's Adam's apple constantly rising and falling.

He yelled to stop but it was useless, he bit it in a hurry.

The original intention was clearly just to keep him from moving...

Fu Rongjie stared at him in a daze, lowered his eyelids to kiss and stimulate him to regain his senses.

When the tip of the tongue was numb and sticky, with a trace of silvery saliva separating, He Jin's downcast eyes fell on Fu Rongjie's tight waist.

He was dizzy that night, just because Fu Rongjie joked "the abs are pretty big" at the bar, so he stretched out his hand to confirm the authenticity.

Facts and feel prove that the abdominal muscles are indeed well trained.

He Jin is a very fair and just person. At that time, his head was dizzy, but he still didn't forget to speak righteously: "It seems that I have an advantage when I touch you, so you can touch me too. Whatever I touch, you can touch."

The loss of control started when he inadvertently put his hand on the side of the primary school boy's face.

The moment their eyes met.

He Jin still thinks that maybe this is what humans call sparks.

Inexplicably started kissing, tumbling.

He really has a great responsibility.

He didn't know that he would be seductive when drunk, and he would act like a hooligan and be justified.

Because it hasn't happened before.

It seems that it happened when I met Fu Rongjie.

"What do you remember?" Fu Rongjie looked at He Jin who lowered his head and cast deep shadows on his brows and eyes.

He adjusted his angle downwards, and only smiled when he saw his trembling pupils and familiar cheeks and lifted his chin.

Their eyes met.

Fu Rongjie lowered his eyes, moved his thumb up, and kneaded his sensual lower lip.

He rubbed his lips apart, paused again, and put the knuckles at the front of his index finger and middle finger into his mouth respectively, wrapping them in juice.

He looked very serious, and his face was naturally as cold as jade. He Jin snorted, grabbed the wrist bone of his troublesome hand, leaned back, and pulled away.

"Student." He Jin glanced at his wet fingertips, "What are you thinking?"

"..." Fu Rongjie's eyes were dark, and he looked at him.

"Why do you stick it in?" He Jin looked at him intently, ignoring his burning cheeks, "...Where do you really want to stick it in?"

Fu Rongjie didn't expect him to ask so bluntly, and looked at him in surprise.

He Jin felt uncomfortable being watched by him, so he quickly looked away.

Fu Rongjie smiled softly, stretched out his long straight fingers, pressed his fingertips on the button of his shirt on his chest, and peeled it off.

"Ask knowingly," he said.

"I……"

Fu Rongjie didn't let him speak.

He wrapped one hand around He Jin's waist, and the other hand slid down the folds of the clothes, quickly sank into the hem of the clothes, and reached for the place where he had noticed something strange from just now.

"You ate a lot of yang energy-boosting things like sea cucumbers and oysters at night, and you drank too much wine." Fu Rongjie said in a deep voice, rubbing his fingertips, and heard a low panting, "...I can't bear any teasing now. "

"Are you planning to go back to your room in this state?" Fu Rongjie lowered his head and kissed the corners of his reddened and closed eyes.

He Jin was suddenly exposed his problem, and pushed his hands against him in dissatisfaction, "You talk too much tonight, junior."

"It's the same when you're drunk." Fu Rongjie grabbed his wrist and kissed him, "You can't get drunk like this again."

"It's irresponsible to flirt, is this the He Jin I know?" Fu Rongjie said.

He Jin closed her fingers limply, and her mouth did not relax at all, "What do you know... I am like this from the beginning, how many decent people are there in this world?"

"They're all prudish." He Jin pursed her lips tightly, restraining herself from making other sounds.

"That's right." Fu Rongjie smiled, put his hands on his waist and moved closer to himself.

"And do you know who I am?" he asked.

"Huh?" He Jin snorted a question in bewilderment, but the next second when he noticed Fu Rongjie's movement, he quickly pressed his head against his head and said in a panic, "I didn't say I would do it!"

A lot of what he said just now was just random nonsense, there was no reason for it, and some of it was just to amuse the junior.

Now that the fire is out, I start to panic.

Fu Rongjie squatted down and stopped at his pubic bone, untied the drawstring on his sports shorts, "I will make you comfortable first."

He Jin pushed him away and kept moving backwards, "That's not necessary..."

"Senior..."

He Jin listened to his softened voice, and looked at that deep and bewildering face.

I have to admit that Fu Rongjie was born with a certain power of bewitching.

What's more, the junior, whose hair is messed up at this time, looks like a beautiful and obedient big dog.

But in the eyes, there was a faint sense of fragility that emerged when he found him during the day.

"I've been enduring it all this time." Seeing him loosen, Fu Rongjie easily picked him up with his arms and put him on the soft bed behind him.

He straightened his waist and pulled the T-shirt off his upper body with one hand.

As he leaned over, he asked, "Do you want me to be a monk?"

It is a question sentence that reveals complaints and questions.

He Jin: "..."

The night is getting cooler, but the temperature in the house keeps rising.

When he was turned over in confusion, Fu Rongjie hugged him from behind and whispered in his ear.

"There is a small mole on the most prominent vertebra in the back of your neck."

"There is also a small brown one on the edge of the collarbone..."

"How can you be so long..."

"Ho..."

He Jin curled up and was held by the waist, unable to hear what he said clearly.

Fine sweat slid down along the touching skin, and his vision was gradually wet in front of his eyes.

"Don't do it..." He Jin dug his knuckles into the bed sheet, sobbed, his voice trembling.

"Then don't breathe." Fu Rongjie leaned on his neck, "I can't bear it."

"What are you talking about, is it human?"

It's all like this, how can I not breathe.

He Jin frowned, trying to hold back his breath, but Fu Rongjie soon pried his lips open and let out.

His whole body was wet, but he kept sinking into the deeper and denser water.

When he fell asleep from exhaustion, he vaguely heard Fu Rongjie speaking softly to him in a hoarse voice.

"I felt like I was touching a dream that night, and I was afraid that the dream would fall apart as soon as I tried hard."

So that time, there was no trace left on He Jin's body other than her private ones.

"It's you, you have good teeth."

"Today's teeth are also very good."

He Jin wanted to open his eyes a little bit, and wanted to tell his junior not to complain about him while he was asleep, but his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them at all.

……

When he just regained consciousness, He Jin saw bright skylight leaking from the corner uncovered by the curtains through the slits in his eyes.

He gradually adapted to the light and slowly opened his eyes.

He Jin propped himself up bit by bit, and as the memory came back, his muscles and bones felt extremely sore with a long reflex arc.

The skin is still dry, it should be washed.

When the hiss of breath escaped uncontrollably along with the movements, He Jin looked down at the marks on his body, and then turned his eyes to look at Fu Rongjie, who was sleeping on one side.

He Jin couldn't help thinking as his eyes traced the outline of his eyebrows and eyes.

Is this love?

I didn't really want to hit him.

He Jin lowered his head, carefully moved Fu Rongjie's hand on his waist back, and then took out a white shirt from the messy pile of clothes on the bedside table.

After slowly putting it on, He Jin raised his arm, which was not as limp as last night, and slipped it into the sleeve.

But when the first button was buttoned, it encountered obstacles.

Fu Rongjie didn't know when he woke up. With a long arm, he pulled him back into his arms irresistibly, rubbed his head against the side of his neck, and asked him in a nasal voice, "Why do you want to run again?"

"?"

He Jin didn't understand how she gave him the impression that she turned her face and refused to recognize anyone after the p, so she could only answer: "I didn't run away."

His voice was hoarse than ever.

"Of course I said that when I caught you." Fu Rongjie put his arms around him, "How much do you remember about last night?"

He Jin suspects that he has some problems with staying in bed, because he is a bit like a pillow now.

"I haven't forgotten." He Jin tried to pull his arm away.

He didn't drink too much last night, so he wouldn't be as broken as last time.

"Really not." Fu Rongjie held his hand with his eyes half closed, but the finger on the other side gradually slipped down.

He Jin froze for a moment, and then heard Fu Rongjie whisper, "It's still soft."

The owner of that presumptuous hand deliberated and discussed with him, "Isn't it a waste not to do something?"

"..." Sensing that he was resisted by a certain morning reaction, He Jin tried to break free from his restraint, but to no avail.

He knew it last night.

The junior's arm strength is astonishing, and his stamina is even more terrifying than on the court.

He Jin was a little tired, so he could only try to negotiate terms.

"You show me the video you hid last time."

Avoid him that time in the car.

Fu Rongjie did not expect his curiosity and curiosity