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

All the "voices" that are not allowed, all the "reasons" that cannot be blocked, and all the "reasons" that stop him and Song Jingyuan are blocked in his mind.

He just wanted to stay with Song Jingyuan like this, and feel the intense and passionate love as he wanted. This is a love that cannot be spoken in the bottom of his heart, and can only be publicized by his body.

Just because of the BE mission issued by his damn system.

……

Song Jingyuan: "Brother, are you okay?"

Fu Liang: "Are you okay? Madman, you have injuries."

Fu Liang closed his eyes and cared softly. Although he knew in his heart that Song Jingyuan should be fine, he couldn't help but want to ask.

Song Jingyuan: "Don't worry, I'm fine..."

Fu Liang: "What do you mean?"

Song Jingyuan propped his elbows on the pillow, lay on his side with his temples pressed and looked at him, the corners of his red lips smiled evilly: "Brother, I have a hunch that you will have to ask for leave tomorrow morning because you won't be able to get out of bed."

Fu Liang did not believe in evil, gritted his teeth and tried to get up, but found that his legs were trembling, like dead leaves trembling in the raging autumn wind.

Gan!

Fu Liang fell down helplessly, and Song Jingyuan snorted and sneered and hummed into his cochlea.

……

Song Jingyuan's breath was close: "Anyway, you should improve, even if you just pretend, okay?"

His request made Fu Liang heartbroken, Fu Liang reluctantly nodded: "En."

Song Jingyuan: "Brother, you are really kind."

"Um--"

……

Song Jingyuan took advantage of his unpreparedness... "Do you really have no feelings for me? Or are you in love with me too?"

"Xiao Jing, don't be sentimental." Fu Liang closed her eyes and said stiffly.

"Well--"

Song Jingyuan: "Brother..."

"Go take a shower."

He leaned on Fu Liang's shoulder and kissed it lightly.

Because his legs were too weak, Song Jingyuan finally carried him into the bathtub. Surrounded by the foamy warm water, when the heavy sleepiness invaded his body, he no longer had the slightest urge to make... love.

Song Jingyuan still hugged him, his chin rested on Song Jingyuan's shoulder, all his defenses and vigilance were broken by the tenderness of this little sick girl, and he couldn't help hugging his body.

Under the gentleness of the warm water, Song Jingyuan did not stimulate his fragile nerves, but washed his body very seriously. His chin also rested on Fu Liang's shoulder, and the dense water vapor wrapped around them. There are tears that are not real.

As Song Jingyuan expected, Fu Liang really didn't have the energy to get up the next day. It seemed that the motivation to go to work was not enough for him to get out of bed with trembling legs, and he insisted on handing it to the company.

If Fu Liang didn't go to the company, Song Jingyuan naturally wouldn't go either. He stayed at home and washed the sheets, put on new sheets and cleaned up the mess.

"Be careful, don't be seen by the servants, I don't want grandpa to know."

Fu Liang lay on the bed, reminding him dimly.

Song Jingyuan only silently gestured "OK" to him.

In fact, he didn't care whether others knew or not, and even wanted to expose his affair with Fu Liang, and let everyone know that Fu Liang was his.

However, he must control now, if Fu Liang is offended, the happiness in bed will be wasted.

After that time, apart from work and internship, Fu Liang also had a lot of school affairs. He was busy writing codes and programming every day, and he didn't even go home very often. He basically lived in the dormitory. Anyway, the empty bed in the dormitory was always reserved.

After finally passing the final exam, Fu Liang went back to the company to relax for a while, but when he was washing his hands in the bathroom, he ran into the person he least wanted to see——Song Jingyuan.

Fu Liang's expression froze instantly.

The warm yellow light in the bathroom made the closed environment a little more ambiguous. Fu Liang saw Song Jingyuan approaching with a smile in the mirror, and even his tailbone felt cold uncontrollably.

Looking back on the awe-inspiring past, Fu Liang would never have imagined that in his lifetime, he would be frightened by a little sickness. There was a kind of glorious defeat, and after many years of chicness, he would end up being desolate under others.

"Brother, are you avoiding me on purpose?"

Song Jingyuan's appearance was too charming. He was wearing a slim navy blue suit with a white shirt, with his hands in his trouser pockets and smiling eyes staring at him.

"It's not like you don't know how busy I am recently."

Fu Liang staggered his gaze and lowered his head to turn off the faucet, leisurely pulled out two pieces of paper towels to wipe his hands, then crumpled the papers and threw them into the trash can.

He was wearing a black suit with a light blue shirt, with one hand in his trouser pocket, pursed his lips and smiled gracefully at Song Jingyuan, and then wanted to pass him by.

However, the moment he was about to pass by, Song Jingyuan raised his hand and grabbed his arm, smirking: "Brother, let's do it today."

……

Fu Liang: "..."

"What do you mean?" Fu Liang was a little puzzled, but when he saw Song Jingyuan's smirk with malicious intentions, he quickly realized, "You don't mean to be here, do you? You are really crazy, can you do it at night? Guaranteed to go home tonight."

He thought that his compromise could be exchanged for Song Jingyuan's concession.

In the end, Song Jingyuan immediately leaned forward and bit his lips.

Everything came too violently and caught off guard, Fu Liang immediately pushed him away with red ears, and said firmly: "Not now, absolutely not."

Song Jingyuan bit his lip, and there was a smell of blood between his teeth: "Brother, my dad has been pressing very hard recently, you said that if it's because of you delaying..."

Fu Liang became furious immediately, raised the back of his right hand to wipe the blood oozing from his lips, and immediately a smear of bright red appeared on the back of his white hand, he interrupted Song Jingyuan impatiently: "I agreed to your request, that's right, But you didn’t say that the time and place are all up to you, right?”

"That's right..." Song Jingyuan licked his lips and smiled, "I made a mistake last time, so I added it now, "The time and place are all up to me", I have the final say. "

"Uh..." Fu Liang choked on him, and shook his head absurdly, "I'm sorry, we won't wait after the expiration date, and the agreed conditions can't be changed at will."

He then turned around and left, Song Jingyuan's voice sounded behind him again: "Brother, I recorded that night..."

Fu Liang stopped, and the strings in his mind tensed immediately.

Song Jingyuan: "You probably don't want grandpa to know..."

Fu Liang turned around and approached him and grabbed his collar with both hands. The veins on the back of his hands were clear, and his eyes were full of flames. He gritted his teeth and said, "Song Jingyuan, play too carefully and play with yourself."

Song Jingyuan met his angry eyes indifferently, and there was a smile in them.

After he finished speaking, he grabbed Fu Liang's tie with one hand, and quickly stepped back into one of the toilet cubicles.

"Brother, please lock the door, in case someone bumps into you... I'm afraid you won't be able to explain clearly." Song Jingyuan bent his lips and smiled lightly.

Fu Liang's face twitched because of his stimulation, and he said angrily: "This is a posture to beat you, I can make it very clear."

Soon, the string in his mind broke instantly, because Song Jingyuan was intoxicated by the blood he had been bitten through.

Song Jingyuan took two steps forward, pressed Fu Liang's back against the door, and locked the door himself.

Fu Liang: "..."

Song Jingyuan curled his lips proudly: "Now we... can't tell clearly."

Fu Liang: "..."

Song Jingyuan approached: "Brother, it's right here, right now."

……

Song Jingyuan: "Brother, why do I feel that you are more angry than me..."

Before he finished speaking, there was the sound of someone walking into "da da da" leather shoes outside.

Fu Liang shivered nervously, quickly raised his hand to cover Song Jingyuan's mouth, and forced him back to the toilet.

Song Jingyuan's calf touched the toilet, so he sat on the toilet seat.

Fu Liang bent down to cover his mouth, and listened carefully to the movement of the person outside the door. When he heard the person walk into the cubicle next to them, his nerves tensed again cautiously.

However, Song Jingyuan was particularly fond of his trembling appearance at the moment, and looked up at him with a chuckle on his lips, with a playful smile on his lips.