After being scummed by four men

"Daddy teases Xiaocheng's post-marriage routine"

"Seicosìbella, posso in seguirti?" (*You are so beautiful, can I pursue you)

He Zecheng smiled awkwardly, waved to the brown-haired man in front of him and said:

"Scusahounragazzo." (*sorry, I have a boyfriend)

The man was still a little unwilling, and wanted to say something, when Fu Heisher came over lazily:

"Cheng, what's wrong?"

As he spoke, Fu Heisher glanced at the man lightly.

With a sharp and handsome face, a scar on the corner of his mouth, and a tall and strong person, he walked up to He Zecheng in a few steps and looked down at the man.

The man smiled mischievously, realized that this man was the boyfriend of the pretty blond boy, and immediately slipped away carelessly.

"Er..." He Zecheng looked a little helpless, turned around and threw himself into his arms, "You're scaring others again."

"It's not because you are so good-looking." Fu Heisher smiled lightly and put his arms around his waist, "You have to be fierce, so that these wolves, tigers and leopards can get away obediently."

"You're still talking about me," He Zecheng didn't know what to think of, with a hint of anger on his face, "Why are those women always chasing you like bees?"

A burst of playful laughter came from behind.

"Shier..." Several tall and fashionable girls called Fu Heisher's name affectionately, and walked towards the two of them.

As soon as He Zecheng heard this, he was about to get up from Fu Heisher's arms with an angry face.

Fu Heisher clasped his waist tightly, not letting him go away.

"Let go of me! Take care of your own affairs!" He Zecheng thumped his chest angrily.

Fu Heisher bowed his head and kissed He Zecheng's forehead:

"Don't be angry, dear, I'll deal with them now."

"Let go of me first!" He Zecheng scratched his chest.

"Let go of you, how can I get rid of them, Cheng, I don't speak Italian." Fu Heisher looked at He Zecheng innocently.

He Zecheng reluctantly said:

"You want me to be your interpreter?"

"Translation?" Fu Heisher's lips curled slightly, "That's right."

He Zecheng sighed, his expression became annoyed, he looked at the girls approaching, and complained in a low voice uncomfortably:

"Why does your rotten peach blossom require me to contribute..."

"Because they wouldn't believe it otherwise." Fu Heisher lowered his head and chuckled.

The girls really didn't believe it.

Fu Heisher looks really straight.

The casual expression, the wild and handsome face, the scar at the corner of the mouth, the bulging muscles...

Without knowing what Fu Heisher and He Zecheng have experienced together, it is really hard to imagine that Fu Heisher would like a beautiful boy like He Zecheng.

In addition, these women are here to catch Fuheshier, so they don't care so much.

He Zecheng gradually became angry, and he secretly stepped on Fu Heisher's leather shoes, leaving a shoe print.

"Quickly think of a way! This is your own trouble!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry, I will say a few more words, and you can translate again, and they will definitely leave."

"Really?" He Zecheng looked at him suspiciously.

"Really," Fu Heisher vowed, "I say you translate, and you will definitely see results immediately."

"...Okay, tell me." He Zecheng decided to give Fu Heisher another chance.

Then the girls saw that after Fu Heisher said a few words, the blond boy's face turned red and he hesitated, instead of immediately starting to translate as before.

Vohesher said:

"Sorry, I love him, I just like hugging him."

"I'm serious. He yelled so loudly last night. He kept calling me 'husband' in a soft voice."

"His snow-white belly kept bulging, begging for mercy in fear, you don't know how cute it is."

what--! ! !

He Zecheng screamed inwardly, his cheeks were hot, and the jealousy and anger flew away immediately.

Fu Heisher uttered these words so boldly in broad daylight and in public that He Zecheng was instantly ashamed and evaporated on the spot.

The girls on the opposite side were looking at He Zecheng, waiting for him to translate for them like before, but they saw that He Zecheng's cheeks were blushing, and his lips opened and closed for a long time without saying a word.

He Zecheng lowered his head and slammed Fu Heisher hard with his arm. Fu Heisher let out a muffled laugh when he was beaten.

"Translation, Cheng, why aren't you translating?" Fu Heisher raised his chin and asked with a light smile.

The girls also asked He Zecheng strangely why he didn't translate.

He Zecheng was attacked from both sides, the corners of his eyes were red, and he gave Fu Heisher a hard look with watery eyes, which made Fu Heisher grin.

Fu Heisher lowered his eyes and rubbed He Zecheng's cheek with a smile. He felt that the farce was about to end, so he lazily raised his head and said to the girls:

"Hey, take a good look at it, I will prove it to you now."

After finishing speaking, Fu Heisher did not wait for He Zecheng to translate, and gently held He Zecheng's face, making him raise his face slightly, his red and soft lips parted slightly, and Fu Heisher lowered his head and curled his tongue tenderly The tip of He Zecheng's tongue.

He Zecheng refused with a blushing face, he was somewhat shy in front of others, but the corner of Fu Heisher's scarred mouth was always slightly raised in a smirk.

Fu Heisher put his arms around his waist, kissing his waist softly and leaning back, crystal silver threads flowed from the corners of his mouth, tears welled up in his eyes, begging to please him.

The girls' faces turned red when they saw it, and they finally stopped entanglement and left silently.

Fu Heisher and He Zecheng kissed fiercely, opened the door in a hurry, and stepped back into the door.

"Really, it's so unrestrained! I was outside just now!" He Zecheng complained in a low voice, his voice was hoarse, wet and soft, and Fu Heisher's eyes darkened when he heard it, and he kissed him again.

"No, you're going to blame me for other people's mistakes again." Fu Heisher lovingly kissed the tip of his nose, then grabbed his lips and kissed again.

The two kissed and comforted each other longingly, backing into the back of the couch.

"Cheng, do you feel that my memory is getting worse and worse recently?" Fu Heisher suddenly let go of him, and suddenly said this.

"...What are you going to do again?" He Zecheng said angrily.

Fuhesher looked at him innocently:

"I mean, since I turned 30, I can't remember a lot of things."

"Huh? 30 years old, bad memory?" He Zecheng stretched out his hand and grabbed Fu Heisher's cheek, "You lied to me again."

"No, really," Fuheshier showed a little grievance on his face, "For example——"

He Zecheng was turned over by a pair of big hands, and lay on the back of the sofa with a blank expression.

One hand supported his lower abdomen, but the other hand pulled out his belt and ripped off his clothes.

"...Fu Heisher!" He Zecheng shouted in shame.

"Cheng, I can't remember the way your calves are tense, let me see it again." Fuheshier said very sincerely, but he laughed a few times just after he finished speaking, obviously losing his temper.

Hearing the rustling sound of clothes being taken off behind him, He Zecheng hurriedly stopped and said:

"Wait! Shir, don't, you liar, bastard!"

As he spoke, He Zecheng's voice stopped abruptly, his eyes were out of focus, his red lips parted, and his fingers tightened his grip on the sofa under him.

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