little lover

Zhuo Yifan turned his back to him, and half of his face was pressed against the carpet. When he struggled and rubbed against the ground, his face hurt, and he felt wronged and angry in his heart. Admitting defeat, he refused to say a soft word, and continued to scold him: "You let go of me, what kind of a man is playing dirty tricks!"

Han Qiaoye sneered, "Who wants to be a hero!" He stretched out his hand and squeezed Zhuo Yifan's butt, followed by a merciless slap!

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, struggling even harder, and said anxiously: "What are you doing, let me go!"

Han Qiaoye hit him mercilessly, and said coldly, "Aren't you obedient? Are you still going to hit me?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "You bastard, you deserve the beating!"

Han Qiaoye said, "Oh, I'm a bastard, so you're not a little bastard anymore? Your master didn't teach you well, so I'll teach the rest."

Zhuo Yifan was beaten several times, his eyes were red with embarrassment, and he was still thumping his mouth stiffly: "You are talking nonsense, my master is better than you, he is better than you...he never hit me! Han, Han Qiaoye!"

The voice of the last sentence was raised, not for anything else, just because he felt Han Qiaoye's touch behind him.

Han Qiaoye has tried his best to restrain himself, but he can't hide his liking for this kind of thing. Even this skinny brat, who says he's annoying to death, can't lie to his body.Pressing Zhuo Yifan with his body, the stinky boy was still wriggling and rubbing back and forth, the two of them had their chests against their backs, and they were very close together, as if the heat and breath of their bodies were mixed together Yes, Han Qiaoye could only feel the hotness on the other person's body, and the blush from the tips of the ears to the collar.

Han Qiaoye stared at his collar, and said hoarsely, "What are you doing?"

Zhuo Yifan couldn't move, and scolded him: "You are shameless!"

Han Qiaoye was laughed angrily at him, leaned over and kissed his earlobe, and bit it with his teeth to taste it, his voice was more seductive than usual: "Well, no, I want you now .”

Zhuo Yifan was trembling with anger, only felt that the person on his back was hot, and there was even something sticking to his buttocks, rubbing against him like a threat.

Han Qiaoye bit his ear and whispered something, not sure if it was for Zhuo Yifan or himself, "I'm really convinced, how much I like you."

Zhuo Yifan was ashamed and angry, and annoyed: "You have the guts to let me go, let go."

Han Qiaoye laughed, gave him a light nod, and said, "Is there something in me, you can't feel it?"

Zhuo Yifan blushed and said, "You pervert!"

Han Qiaoye said, "Does he think I'm happy? It's not what I want when I touch you."

Zhuo Yifan lay there motionless, Han Qiaoye tried to kiss him again, and was hesitating whether to let him go or do something a little too much, when the child lowered his voice and begged him: "You let go, it hurts."

Han Qiaoye felt wronged in his voice, begging him in a low voice, and his heart softened again.His little friend was like a small wild animal whose hands and feet were tied with ropes. When he moved, he felt terrified, but when he really lay still, his heart throbbed with pain.Han Qiaoye let go of him a little, and said, "Let's talk first, I'll let you go, but don't do any more extreme behavior."

Han Qiaoye let go of Zhuo Yifan a little, and watched him get up from under him. The child lowered his head and lowered his eyes and moved his wrists there, showing no emotion.Han Qiaoye wasn't sure what was going on with him, but when he saw his hair curled up in a mess, he felt sorry for him for no reason. He tried to get closer and give him a hug, but Zhuo Yifan raised his head and yelled: " Wait a moment!"

Han Qiaoye looked at him inexplicably. Seeing the child looking around, he followed suit out of the corner of his eye. The living room was very empty, but the figure was placed at the door, far away from where they were fighting just now. None were affected.

He was watching, when suddenly his neckline tightened, and when he turned around, he saw Zhuo Yifan's face, "What are you doing..."

Zhuo Yifan grabbed Han Qiaoye's collar and fell over his shoulder!

Han Qiaoye has the heart to scold her!

This get out of class was really harsh, he was in a trance for a while before he felt the pain, he couldn't get up for a long time, lay there dizzy, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Damn it!"

Han Qiao thought ambitiously, you will die every day when you wake up.

But thinking about it this way, I fell there for a long time and couldn't get up.

The fight was solid, neither of them had any strength left, Han Qiaoye didn't want to fight anywhere else, he just greeted Zhuo Yifan's butt, but Zhuo Yifan was so angry that he even punched him in the face, and the corners of Han Qiaoye's mouth twitched One bruise.

Han Qiaoye lay there, watching Zhuo Yifan hug the big cardboard box and open the door to go out.

He didn't get up in a hurry. When he touched the back of his head with his palm, he felt the carpet under it.

Han Qiaoye closed his eyes and cursed.

Zhuo Yifan walked out of the community with the cardboard box in his arms, and waited at the intersection for a while before he caught a car.

He put the cardboard box on the back seat, carefully placed it, and reported the address of his master's community to the driver, and sat in the co-pilot without saying a word and kept silent.

The driver is a local expert, and he is very enthusiastic. He really wanted to chat with Zhuo Yifan, but the other party was taciturn about what he said.The driver took a careful look and saw that the other party was still wounded and his hair was dyed white. He was not sure what he was doing for a while, and gradually he dared not speak.

After a while, the driver glanced at the rearview mirror and couldn't help saying to him: "Hey, brother, the car behind seems to be following us. I just speeded up, and the car also speeded up. Yes, it is also from that community. I want to ask, do you know that person?"

Zhuo Yifan looked back and saw that it was Han Qiaoye's car.

He quickly looked back, and said indifferently: "Leave him alone, keep driving."

The driver responded, and this time stepped on the accelerator a little harder, and the car drove very fast, for fear of getting into something that shouldn't be caused.After being delivered to the designated location, I didn't stay long and left soon.

Zhuo Yifan had come two days earlier, so he didn't call his master at this moment. After he arrived, he knocked on the door a few times but no one came to answer it.

He put the things at the door, and sat on the stairs waiting for more than half an hour. He felt sore and hungry, and his eyes were red from rubbing too much. He looked like a stray dog ​​that had been abandoned.

After waiting for a while, he took out his mobile phone again and wanted to send a message to his master. After sending the message, he habitually checked Moments, and soon came across a message from his master. The time was still very close, but the distance was far away , in a resort hotel on the outskirts of the city.

Zhuo Yifan looked at his master's post, and Dr. Long took him out to live the two-person world. There were no shortage of flowers, candles, and gifts. His master was very happy to post a selfie, only looking at the presents on the table Well, Dr. Long only took most of his face, but he could also see that his eyes only fell on his master, without the coldness he had always had, only gentleness.

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a long time before calling his master.

Teacher Fang quickly picked up the phone, and he was quite happy: "Yifan?"

Zhuo Yifan cleared his throat, forced himself to smile and said, "Master, happy birthday, I didn't expect that Master will celebrate it for you in advance!"

Teacher Fang also smiled: "I didn't expect that he took me out suddenly just after the night shift, and he didn't wake up until now. We just had dinner. How are you? Why did you call me suddenly?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "Oh, I just sent you a message and brought you a gift."

Teacher Fang immediately said, "You're back? Where are you?"

Zhuo Yifan hurriedly said: "No, I'm at home, the studio is too busy, Sun An keeps arranging work for me, and there are too many drawings! I just mailed a gift to you, um, it's already It's here. But master, don't worry, the thing is very big and heavy, most people can't take it away, you can just wait until you come back tomorrow to look at it, you and master have fun, don't worry."

After hanging up the phone, Teacher Fang sent a few more messages to thank him, and Zhuo Yifan replied with a smile.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't see what was going on over there.

He hugged his knees, squatting on the stairs pitifully lonely, couldn't help but buried his face on his knees, rubbed his red eye sockets with his hands, and cursed in a low voice.

Zhuo Yifan felt that he was really miserable today.

The return ticket was gone, and the master was not at home, and he had a fight with Han Qiaoye...

He can't go back to any home.

He sat on the stairs for a while, sucked his nose, and then got up and went downstairs.

After walking out of the iron gate of the corridor and down the steps, he saw Han Qiaoye not far away.

Han Qiao's wild car parked there and waited for a long time, smoking there dully.There were cigarette butts under his feet, and he still had a cigarette in his mouth and was smoking fiercely. When he saw him, he threw the cigarette on the ground and walked towards him.

Zhuo Yifan was spanked by him, and now he saw his body tense up subconsciously, and looked at him vigilantly, but he also stood still and didn't move.

Han Qiaoye came over, took a deep breath and said to him, "I apologize to you for what happened before."

Zhuo Yifan looked at him with red eyes.

Han Qiaoye held his wrist, led him back to the car, bent over to fasten Zhuo Yifan's seat belt, and said to him in a deep voice, "I'm older than you."

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were as red as a rabbit's. Looking up at him, he could smell the strong smell of tobacco on Han Qiaoye's body, and his heartbeat was also recovering. Even after a fight, he felt that this man was standing still like a mountain. Over there.

He thought that Han Qiaoye was going to say something touching, but the next moment Han Qiaoye slapped his head on the forehead, and the other's evil face also had a light blue eye that hadn't slept all night. He gritted his teeth for a long time before saying, "I'm better than you!" It should be my bad luck, I fucking admit it!"