Seductive every day

On the way home, Wen Yin leaned in Fu Zhaoshui's arms, playing with the buttons of his neckline with his fingers, rubbing his soft hair against Fu Zhaoshui's chin, which made him distracted, and pretended to be angry: "Don't make trouble, it's just been two days, and I want to To be taught a lesson?"

This guy was just squeezed out a few days ago, sobbing and saying that he would never touch him again this month.

The dizzy Wen Yin refused to claim what he had said, and stared confusedly: "Have I said it? Even if I said it, can you hold it back? Even if you can hold it back, I can't hold it back! And I won't Let you hold back!" His words sounded like a tongue twister, Fu Zhaoshui was laughing at him, when he suddenly felt a cool hand unbutton the shirt on his lower abdomen, put his hand into the waist of his trousers against his abdominal muscles, "Tsk! " Fu Zhaoshui clicked his tongue impatiently.

Wen Yin's fingers slid down more and more, sitting on his lap was dishonest, the temptation was too obvious. , He licked his lips, and the lips with a slight alcohol smell glistened, and the rain fell on the car, covering their rapid breathing. ,:71, Wen Yin kissed his collarbone, and said in a muffled voice: "Second Master, do you want Fu Zhaoshui to swallow it, and sighed in a hoarse voice: "You bad boy... oh "Second Master, I like you Holding me, I like you, Wen Yin's breathing trembled when he spoke, and his hot breath sprayed on his chest, he twisted like a spring-loving cat, soft and hot, he couldn't stop rubbing against him., "Don't make trouble, yesterday Even complained of back pain. "

"I like Erye hurting me, I'm happy Erye, I like you, you don't even know how much I like you" He murmured "I like you" repeatedly, and there was inexplicable crying in his voice, Fu Zhaoshui hurriedly raised his face Looking at it, as soon as his hand touched his face, the wet touch made him feel sore. , "Why are you crying again? Since I saw you again, how many times have you cried in half a month? You cry more than Xiaobu."

Wen Yin's cheek rubbed against his palm with attachment, her eyes were closed, her slender feathers were glued together by tears, and there were tiny drops of water hanging on them.Their happiness is stolen and cheated, and if one is not careful, it will slip away from his hand. , Wen Yin pulled out her hand, opened his trouser chain, poked into him, sniffed, looked at him misty and said, "Second Lord, do you miss me? Did you miss me when I was not around? "

Fu Zhaoshui's heart was agitated, how could he miss him?If it wasn't for Xiao Bu, he would have died countless times. , There are his photos in the room, and the cups he used are placed beside the bed. He often feels that his Ah Yuan is still by his side, as if when he turns his head, his little lover will appear in a certain corner. , He suffered from insomnia all night, and he could only rely on the medicine to sleep for a while, but I don’t know how many times he dreamed back at midnight, and he heard A Yuan’s voice calling him by his ears, and the refreshing male voice said goodbye to him sadly: Second Lord, we See you in heaven. , He rushed out in cold sweat. I don't know how many late nights, the servants of the Fu's mansion saw the calm and self-sufficient Second Master driving out alone in disheveled clothes. , He had to go back to the old house where they lived, and feel better in the room that was stained with Ah Yuan's atmosphere. , "Ah Yuan, you tell the second brother, what should I do so that I might not miss you..."

Wen Yin smiled with tears in her eyes, hugged his neck, and whispered, "Second Master, I miss you too." Fu Zhaoshui took a long breath. He wanted to let him go tonight, but he taught him to make such a fuss. How could he be spared?

It was windy and windy outside the car, and the car stopped at the porch of the mansion.The windows of the rear seats were completely covered by fog, and the heat in the compartment was astonishing, and the two of them were sweating from the suffocation.

After Wen Yin had done a lot of acting, Fu Zhaoshui covered his messy trousers with a windbreaker, and carried him back to the room without stopping. , They couldn't restrain themselves in the elevator, Fu Zhaoshui made a gesture, and the monitoring room turned off the cameras in the elevator and corridor. , When walking out of the elevator, Wen Yin was already wrapped around Fu Zhaoshui's waist.

It was another night of siege, and it was extremely lingering. Wen Yin thought about Pang Jing's problem at the banquet, and felt sore in her heart. She insisted on turning over and looking at Fu Zhaoshui's face, watching him wreak havoc on her body. , Holding Fu Erye's handsome face in his hands, his voice was interrupted by joy, and he asked stubbornly: "...Second Master... um, you...

uh love me? "

Fu Zhaoshui has always been silent in love affairs, but his heart is so disturbed, Er Ye used all means to comfort him, "Love, I love you.

Wen Yin refused to give up, "How much do you love me?

"More than you think."

Wen Yin's chest full of scars was panting unsteadily, and her eyes revealed eager longing. , Fu Zhaoshui grabbed his hand, pressed it on his sweaty chest, and said to him: "Whenever you want this heart, I will take it out for you."

Wen Yin grabbed his shoulders, pressed him to herself, felt his heartbeat under his heavy body, kissed his shoulders and panted, "I don't want your heart, I want to put my heart on you In your chest, let you carry it every day, and you can never get rid of it, even if you get married or fall in love with someone else, you will still be tortured by me..."

What he said was so terrifying, but Fu Zhaoshui was very relieved to hear it, and liked that he occupied himself unreasonably. , There was rumbling thunder outside, and the torrential rain was like a waterfall, but their room was full of spring colors, fragrant and gorgeous, almost covering up the beating of the rain. , The two of them died a few times, Fu Zhaoshui was a little exhausted, rested for a while, hugged him to clean up, wrapped in a quilt, moved to the gentle room next door, and fell asleep until he was awakened by the thunder outside the house. , This torrential rain stopped and fell, and it became violent again in the middle of the morning. , Wen Yin was trembling from the shock of thunder, Fu Zhaoshui listened to the annoying sound of rain irritably, covered the ears of the man in his arms, kissed his temples and said to him: "It's okay, second brother will watch over you, sleep well."

Wen Yin arched into his arms, wrapped around him like an octopus, and fell into a deep sleep in her arms contentedly. , Fu Zhaoshui also closed his eyes, and was about to squint for a while, when the door was knocked loudly, and Fu Linfeng shouted in the corridor: "Second Brother! Second Brother, are you in there!"

Fu Zhaoshui was furious, and hurriedly picked up the bath towel on the ground, wrapped it around his waist, and opened the door angrily. Fu Linfeng's fist almost hit the second brother's face when he slammed on the door, but he stopped in time. , Fu Linfeng saw the marks all over his second brother's body, scratching, sucking and biting, he couldn't help turning his head to look into the room, Wen Yin was rubbing his eyes, and stood up to look outside. , Fu Linfeng's expression was distorted. Even though Qu Xiao had explained the situation to him before he came here, he still couldn't believe it. If there hadn't been a "Fei Yuan" who was exactly the same as Fei Yuan, he would accept that Wen Yin was Fei Yuan, but Obviously that "Fei Yuan" is the same as Fei Yuan in every way. "What's the matter?" Fu Zhaoshui noticed his prying eyes, pulled the door of the house, leaned against the door frame, blocked the narrow door crack, and completely blocked Fu Linfeng's sight. , Fu Linfeng came back to his senses, coughed lightly, raised the folder in his hand, and handed it to Fu Zhaoshui.

"Second brother, take a look at this. It was sent by the gossip newspaper this morning." Fu Zhaoshui opened it and found that it was a sneak photo taken when he picked up Wen Yin last night. People, get into the car and leave without falling for a moment.

But what made Fu Zhaoshui feel uncomfortable the most was the young man in the background standing blankly in the hallway holding Wen Yin's cane. The high-definition camera captured him leaning forward slightly, eagerly looking at Wen Yin in Fu Zhaoshui's arms.