So cute, can't help it

The man's deep voice was hoarse to the extreme, every word seemed to be wrapped in a ball of fire, burning Fang Shu's ears hot.

Fang Shu unconsciously turned his face away, and trembling his eyelashes: "There is a class tomorrow morning, it's a very important class, I can't, I can't miss it."

He Qing pressed his eyelids, stared at the soft red tongue that flashed between the little boy's slightly parted lips, and did not speak.

"Brother He."

There was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, the door was knocked from outside, and He Lijuan's soft voice came in through the door: "Brother He, are you there?"

He Qing didn't even lift his eyelids, the warm orange light from the entrance shone brightly on his shoulders.

He Lijuan called again.

He Qing responded lightly: "Is there something wrong?"

Just be here.

He Lijuan breathed a sigh of relief, and the smile on her face towards the door panel did not diminish: "Brother He, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? Xinxin wants to eat braised lion head, and Auntie made more. Come over and eat together, I'm like usual , and make a few more dishes you like."

usual?

He Qing often goes to He Lijuan's house?

The image of He Lijuan serving food and drinks for He Qing flashed in Fang Shu's mind, he frowned subconsciously, and turned his head to look at the door.

A rolling "tsk" sounded above his head, and He Qing's hand wrapped behind his head slid down, pressed the back of his neck and lifted it up, and buried it back in his neck.

The rough beard shaved his skin, Fang Shu trembled all over, curled up his fingers holding He Qing's clothes: "Brother He, He, Sister He is talking to you..." Talking.

As if He Qing didn't hear it, he took the little boy's wrist with his big hand and squeezed it lightly: "Jiaojiao, Brother He will teach you something else."

other?

what else?

Just as Fang Shu was about to ask, He Qing's beard was slowly grinding up against his neck, his ears went numb, the strength on his arm was relieved, and he collapsed on the sofa.

After waiting for a long time for a reply, He Lijuan's expression flashed with doubts, and she continued to say patiently: "Auntie's matter, thank you Brother He, Auntie is very careful and takes good care of her heart, saving me a lot of trouble. I have been looking for a The opportunity thank you."

However, He Qing was busy, and she was also busy with work, so she couldn't find a suitable time.

It was rare to meet He Qing at home, so she thought it would be better to invite He Qing to have a meal at home as a thank you.He Lijuan thought her skills were good, at least she had never seen He Qing pick her mouth before.

He Qing lowered his eyes, pinched the zipper of the little boy's coat with his fingers and pulled it to the end, rolled up the hem of the T-shirt, and pushed the clothes up.

Fang Shu stretched out his hand and grabbed He Qing's cuff in time: "Sister He is still here..."

He Qing glanced from the end of his eyes, let the little boy grab him, and said in a low voice: "Do you want Jiaojiao to be taught by Brother He?"

"Yes." Fang Shu blushed and obediently let go.

He Qing laughed silently, unzipped the boy's pants, and lowered his head.

Fang Shu grasped the edge of the sofa, his back arched upwards involuntarily, and his belly button contracted under He Qing's eyelids.

He Qing paused slightly, grabbed the little boy's ankles, placed them on both shoulders, and kissed along.

He Lijuan knew nothing about what happened in the room, and she was still persuading He Qing: "Xinxin hasn't seen Brother He for a while, and I miss you very much. If I see Brother He, Xinxin must be very happy. Brother He, you know Yes, Xinxin has always liked you more than me..."

He Lijuan spoke softly about what was on her heart, and Fang Shu could hear it intermittently.

His hair was leaning against the armrest of the sofa, his legs were wide open, his heels were resting on He Qing's strong and hard shoulder, and his toes were tightly curled up.

In a trance, he seemed to hear He Qing say "You're welcome, Xinxin is my niece, it's what I should do to invite an aunt for her", He Lijuan fell silent for an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the footsteps went away, and the corridor returned to silence.

Fang Shu didn't have any strength in his body, and his limbs were so weak that he could hardly move.

When the white light in front of his eyes dissipated, he turned his eyes slowly. The living room light was turned on at some point, and He Qing was walking towards the bathroom in sandals and slippers. There were a few balls of soaked toilet paper in the trash can next to the sofa.

Fang Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he grabbed the pillow on the sofa and pressed it to his face.

There are many tricks between men and men.

So cool.

……

It took several minutes for the heartbeat to return to normal.

Fang Shu rubbed his cheeks, pulled up the trousers hanging on the outside ankles and put them on, and sat down on the sofa with the pillow pressed.

His legs were stiff and numb from sitting, and the sound of water in the bathroom was muffled and continued to ring.

Did He Qing take a little longer to enter the bathroom?

Fang Shu moved his legs, stepped on the big slippers and walked to the bathroom. The bathroom door was closed, and the water was so loud that he couldn't hear the movement inside.

"Brother He?" Fang Shu knocked on the door.

The sound of running water stopped for two or three seconds, and He Qing's deep voice came from the bathroom: "Jiaojiao, stay away from the bathroom."

"?" Fang Shu was inexplicable, and He Qing's tone didn't sound right.

Fang Shu hugged the pillow tightly, and grabbed the bathroom doorknob: "Brother He, I'm coming in."

The bathroom door was not locked from the inside, Fang Shu easily opened the slit, and cold water droplets came along with the cold air.

Fang Shu shuddered reflexively, before he could see He Qing's figure clearly, his wrist was grabbed by a big hand soaked in cold water, and he was pulled into the bathroom.

"bump--"

The bathroom glass door snapped shut behind him.

Fang Shu raised his head, He Qing turned off the shower, turned around, his upper body was bare, the belt was pulled to the sides, and the zipper was stretched to the extreme.

Fang Shu realized later, and quickly turned his back to leave: "I'm sorry, I'll leave right away."

"What are you running for?" He Qing quickly pulled the little boy back and sat him down on the sink.

The sink was cold, and the coolness soaked through the clothes and climbed onto the skin. Fang Shu moved uncomfortably, his eyes wandered, and the dead duck said stiffly, "I didn't run."

Not convincing at all.

He Qing wanted to laugh: "I reminded you, but you didn't listen."

Fang Shu buried his chin into the pillow, and murmured softly, "Who knows what you're doing in the bathroom."

He Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Jiaojiao, I'm a normal man."

No normal man can bear it in front of the one he loves.

"I know." Fang Shu's face was buried in the pillow, and the tips of his ears were instantly bloodshot, which was reflected in the mirror behind him, like a red plum dotted on the surface of the mirror.

He Qing couldn't help but leaned forward and touched her with his lips: "Jiaojiao, I'm afraid Brother He is going to break his promise."

Fang Shu didn't understand.

He Qing lowered his eyes: "There's not enough time, I can't finish things in a while."

Fang Shu came to his senses and almost fell off the sink, he stumbled and said, "No, it's okay, we can make an appointment next time."

Anyway, he and He Qing are lovers and they spend more time together, so He Qing's skills will always be the same.

He Qing smiled deeply: "Jiaojiao, you don't understand what I mean."

Fang Shu didn't know why.

"Originally there is enough time." He Qing's eyes locked tightly on the little boy in front of him: "But since you came in, there is not enough time."

Fang Shu almost bit his tongue, and said with a sullen face that he thought he was very calm: "My responsibility. Do you want me to help?"

He Qing raised his eyebrows.

"I'm a fast learner, and I can help you too." Fang Shu licked his lips, and added, "This time I also volunteered."

The progress is really fast, and everyone will rush to answer.

But He Qing couldn't laugh, the muscles all over his body were swollen, and the veins on his forehead were throbbing: "You can't bear it, Jiaojiao will help Brother He in other ways."

"What method?" Fang Shu said in a low voice, "Is it rubbing?"

"Brother He taught Jiaojiao, there seems to be other things." He Qing struggled to get an answer that was against his will, and grabbed the little boy's hand.

……

The bathroom was filled with icy-cold water vapor, pouring over the sink from all directions, soaking a large area under the sink.

Uncharacteristically, Fang Shu didn't feel cold, and his breath was full of He Qing's breath.

After He Qing brushed his teeth, there was a mint smell of toothpaste in his breath, which smelled very good. Fang Shu chased this smell, and subconsciously raised his neck.

He Qing narrowed his eyes, bowed his head slightly, and grabbed the little boy's lips.

……

The water vapor in the bathroom gradually rose and evaporated, and disappeared. The light was projected in front of the mirror, and the back of the neck of the little boy on the sink was blurred.

He Qing rubbed his fingertips sideways, wiped the boy's white palms with paper, turned on the faucet, and put it under the gurgling water to wash.

The little boy shrank his hands.

He Qing paused.

Fang Shu lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "Hands are so numb that they are going to break."

He Qing smiled sullenly, and leaned over to touch the little boy's swollen lips before leaving: "Brother He, be gentle."

After washing his hands, He Qing wiped the little boy's palms again with paper. He glanced at the watch on the sink from the corner of his eye and frowned.

It took longer than he expected. He originally thought that no matter how bad he was, he could take the little boy out to eat out, but now it seemed that he didn't have enough time to eat out.

He Qing took the little boy back to the living room, and rubbed his hands for a while: "Is it okay to eat noodles? Come on, hurry up."

"Okay." Fang Shu was hurt by his boyfriend, and helped him again. His stomach was already empty, and he was panicking with hunger, so he didn't ask too much for food.

He Qing went to the bedroom, changed his clothes, and went straight into the kitchen. After a while, the kitchen was filled with the smell of fireworks.

Fang Shu sat on the sofa watching TV and took out his vibrating cell phone.

[Yu Wuwei: Haven't you finished practicing the car yet? 】

[Yu Wuwei: There is still an hour and a half of bedtime, will you come back at night? 】

Fang Shu glanced at the kitchen.

[Fang Jiaojiao: Yes. 】

[Fang Jiaojiao: Go back later. 】

[Fang Jiaojiao: The old rules, if the housekeeper closes the door early, please delay it for me]

【Yu Wuwei: ...】

[Yu Wuwei: You are coming home late more and more, if I didn't know that you were practicing driving, I would have thought you were secretly dating behind our backs]

Fang Shu felt guilty, and put a bowl of hot noodles in front of him.

He Qing said: "Try it."

The noodles were not spicy, and there was a golden fried egg on it, the color was attractive, and Fang Shu's attention was immediately attracted.

After eating the noodles, He Qing simply cleaned up the dining table and sent Fang Shu back to school.

After nine o'clock, all the people who went out to work in the community returned home, the lights were brightly lit, and all the way down the stairs, there were laughter and laughter in their ears.

He Qing sent the little boy to the school gate, and drove away after the little boy disappeared around the corner of the campus.