Kuai Chuan: Mei Qiang is miserable and forced to love by Sick Jiao

Fu Liang still slept with Song Jingyuan that night, he was lying beside him, and after about half an hour, Song Jingyuan slipped into his arms in a daze.

But unlike last night, Song Jingyuan was very honest tonight, without any behavior beyond the rules.

However, Fu Liang was a little sad. He was worried that Song Jingyuan didn't act because of the pain in his wound.

Recalling the time he pushed hard in the bathroom, Fu Liang's heart ached.

Therefore, when Song Jingyuan got into his arms, he naturally grabbed his shoulders and hugged him tightly.

When Song Jingyuan felt Fu Liang's warm embrace, he couldn't help being startled, his eye circles couldn't help getting hot, and the hand around Fu Liang's waist became even tighter.

Fu Liang tried his best to take care of Song Jingyuan for half a month, during which Song Jingyuan didn't do any embarrassing actions or say anything that made him feel embarrassed.

It has to be said that Song Jingyuan's normal appearance moved him even more.

Unfortunately, he didn't know that for Bingjiao, getting nervous is the normal state, and everything else is a disguise, and the purpose of pretending is to get nervous next time unimpeded.

One night, when Fu Liang returned to the villa, the house was very quiet, and the servant told him that Song Jingyuan was in his bedroom.

Fu Liang hurried up and pushed open the bedroom door. Song Jingyuan was sitting by the French window, looking out of the window in a daze.

He heard Fu Liang's approaching footsteps with sharp ears, and quickly put the phone back in his pocket. His father sent him a WeChat message, informing him that he would go home tomorrow.

If dad goes home tomorrow, he will probably have to go back to accompany dad, and it is very likely that he will not be able to see Fu Liang.

So... the deep-rooted thoughts grew wildly in his heart - tonight, he must act!

"What are you looking at so fascinated?"

Fu Liang also looked out the window, with his left hand resting on Song Jingyuan's shoulder naturally, he didn't understand what was so interesting about the uniformly brilliant night scene outside.

"It's nothing, I just want to sit like this and wait quietly for you to come back."

Song Jingyuan replied calmly, raised his head and smiled slightly at him.

Fu Liang unconsciously staggered his clear eyes, licked his dry lips and looked out the window.

Song Jingyuan suddenly confessed: "Brother, even if you are a star in the sky, I will take you off and grab you..."

Fu Liang was stunned for a while, and only thought he was joking, after all, this little sick girl hadn't had an illness for a long time.

"It's a pity that I'm not a star, and you don't need to hold me in your hands. I'm by your side now." Fu Liang lowered his head and chuckled.

Song Jingyuan stood up again with his thighs supported, because he was injured, Fu Liang involuntarily held his arm.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Song Jingyuan grabbed his arm and pushed him against the wall vigorously, and the two looked at each other.

Fu Liang was surprised: "Xiao Jing, what are you doing?"

He was worried about Song Jingyuan's injury, that's why he didn't resist, otherwise with his strength, Song Jingyuan wouldn't be able to knock him down like this.

But Fu Liang had a vague premonition in his heart.

Song Jingyuan stared at him greedily: "Brother, I don't want you to just stand beside me like this, just like I don't want to look at the stars from afar, I want to crush the stars and keep them in my mouth... never to be separated... ..."

"Heh..." Fu Liang couldn't help sneering, "Your love words are too scary."

"Brother, I want you to know that I really love you so much that even if you hate me to death, I will never turn back..."

Song Jingyuan smiled softly, "I can die for you, or I can eat your flesh and suck your blood to love you, as long as you are in my body, it is also my way to possess you... "

Fu Liang stared into his eyes and smiled contemptuously: "Okay, Xiao Jing, brother won't play with you anymore, go to rest early, your strength can't hold me down."

He was about to push Song Jingyuan away while speaking, but he was still worried about his injury in his heart, so he lightened his strength a bit.

But Song Jingyuan didn't understand his tenderness at all, and didn't even need his tenderness.

Song Jingyuan took out a small bottle of spray from his trouser pocket, and sprayed it directly on Fu Liang's face. Fu Liang quickly closed his eyes, but the thing didn't seem to be anti-wolf spray, and it didn't irritate the eyes.

"What is this?"

Fu Liang blinked, raised his hand and rubbed twice, but he only rubbed twice before Song Jingyuan took his hand, breathed closer, and kissed his lips boldly and madly.

Fu Liang's eyes widened in horror, the man's actions almost made him suffocate, he was irritated by Song Jingyuan's lawlessness, he raised his hand to press his shoulder, only to find out with a little force that he actually... couldn't use his strength anymore.

Song Jingyuan's kiss gradually softened.

A few minutes later, Song Jingyuan's lips curved into a wicked smile: "Brother, why don't you push me away? Are you also reluctant?"

"Answer me, what medicine did you give me?"

Song Jingyuan chuckled: "Guess."

……

Fu Liang asked angrily: "Let me ask you, did you threaten Shen Hao? Did you find someone to kidnap him?"

He didn't intend to mention the past, but Song Jingyuan's behavior tonight was too much.

Song Jingyuan wrinkled his nose, he hated Fu Liang mentioning other boys in front of him, and that boy was still his rival in love.

……

Song Jingyuan snorted disapprovingly, and confessed to Fu Liang as if showing mercy: "Brother, that's right, I admit that I did use his old mother to threaten Shen Hao and those four hooligans who kidnapped him... Hehe, I was also looking for it, and... even the rumor that you have HIV was spread by me, surprise?"

Fu Liang's eyes were flushed red with shame and anger: "Song Jingyuan, you are going too far."

This was the first time he called his full name, and his eyes were like knives on Song Jingyuan's heart.

"Blame me?" Song Jingyuan's eyes suddenly became very scary, anger, jealousy, and fierceness were all revealed, his face moved closer to Fu Liang, and his left hand clamped Fu Liang's jaw, forcing him to look at him, "Brother, you Are you blaming me?"

Fu Liang's body was weak, and his jaw was pinched by him so painful that he couldn't speak, so he could only stare at him with dissatisfied eyes.

The tip of Song Jingyuan's nose was flushed, and his sickly voice was full of sore nose crying: "Brother, you can't blame me, if you want to blame, you and Shen Hao are the ones to blame, if you didn't want to be together, why would I have made so many troubles?

I love you so much, but you and him hurt me, I just hurt me back, it's all your fault, it's none of my business, you hurt me first. "

Fu Liang was so shocked that he cursed inwardly: grass, mud, horse.

At this time, Song Jingyuan finally let go of his jaw, and Fu Liang relaxed a little.

When he was about to slide down the wall, Song Jingyuan hugged him from behind again, and the voice softly blew into his ears:

"Brother, take it easy."

Fu Liang: "..."

……

"Crazy, crazy, he still has injuries."

Fu Liang didn't expect that at this time, his heart was still thinking about his injury.

I don't know how long it took, Song Jingyuan couldn't wait to unbutton his shirt and pajamas, only then did he find a bright red cinnabar mole on Song Jingyuan's heart.

When he was in the bathroom with Song Jingyuan before, his mind was full of other things, trying to divert his desire for Song Jingyuan's body...

Now when there was no more fig leaf between the two of them, he only discovered the cinnabar mole on Song Jingyuan's heart.

……

But the cinnabar mole made him feel familiar. It was not the memory of Fu Liang's character in this world, but his own memory. He must have seen this mole before, and it was also on someone's heart.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't remember when he had seen it.

Song Jingyuan was very excited, he completely ignored his injury, the wound on his waist that was about to heal was split open because of his intemperance, and the soaked blood stained his cotton and gauze red.

His eyes were terribly red, and his gaze towards Fu Liang was filled with undisguised possessiveness and strong love.

Fu Liang's heart ached even more because of this: Crazy, crazy, completely crazy, what the hell am I doing?

It was around three o'clock in the morning, and the effect of the drug on Fu Liang's body had almost passed, and he was woken up by Song Jingyuan's painful groans.

He opened his eyes and saw Song Jingyuan curled up in pain with his back to him, not only the cotton and gauze on his waist that he hadn't had time to change were covered in blood, even the bed sheet was also stained with blood.

Fu Liang stood up, and said with a sharp pain in his heart: "You don't even want your life for the sake of pleasure? I'll change your medicine now."

After he finished speaking, he immediately turned on the bedside lamp, and took the things needed to change the dressing from the bedside table. It was such a small action that he suddenly realized that Song Jingyuan cleaned up his body carefully while he was asleep .

Although Song Jingyuan was already in pain at that time.

Fu Liang couldn't help but slander: What kind of person is he?

As he thought about it, he began to carefully tear off his bandages. Because of blood coagulation, many bandages and gauzes stuck to the skin.

Fearing that involving the flesh of the wound would make Song Jingyuan more painful, Fu Liang had no choice but to be more gentle and careful.

"Heh..." Song Jingyuan, who had his back turned to him, laughed coldly, "I thought you wouldn't talk to me anymore, shouldn't you just let me die like this? Brother, you are still too kind."

"Don't talk..." Fu Liang deliberately said harshly, "I don't want you to die on my bed."

Song Jingyuan laughed "hehe" as if mocking himself and mocking him.

Fu Liang paused in his hands, ignored him, and continued to change his medicine. When Song Jingyuan twitched and trembled in pain, Fu Liang's heart was also tightly gripped together, and the movements of his hands became slower and lighter.

Until all the gauze and cotton from before were uncovered, and seeing the terrible cracked wound, Fu Liang's eyes immediately turned red. He gritted his teeth and held back. After a while, he tried his best to calm down and said, "I'll put you on again now." Bandaging with medicine will hurt, so bear with it, you may have to go to the hospital tomorrow."

"En." Song Jingyuan's body trembled even more.