unintentionally seduce

"Brother...have you misunderstood the person again..." Xiao Fujiu forced the corners of his mouth to play with a slight hope that his body was stiff and struggling.

From the time the man on top of him called out that name, his head was muddled, confused and at a loss, and even his tongue was a little knotted.

As if Xiao Fujiu's words were deaf to him, Tang Yiheng stood up straight, still suppressing the person with one hand; the other hand seemed to be playing with some delicate ornament, and calmly and gently touched Xiao Fujiu's waist time to go.

The metal waist button was undone by the man with a snap, and the white shirt was pulled out, and then the hand stroked in along the loose clothes.

The smooth and smooth touch of porcelain caused the man's eyes to darken, and the figure covered with thin muscles carried the unique charm and bewitchment of young people.In the mirror that was close at hand, a little pink stain appeared on the fair face of the young man, and even those black eyes seemed to be stained with water.

The young man bit his lower lip hard, refusing to make a sound under the man's increased pressure.

Tang Yiheng may have been a little annoyed by the young man's "resistance". The hand that reached into the shirt no longer lingered peacefully around the young man's waist, went straight up, and then pinched the young man's front protrusion. a little bit.

"Well--"

Xiao Fujiu couldn't help snorting at the merciless strength and the surprise that no one had ever touched him. With anger and hatred, he raised his white neck and looked fiercely at the man in the mirror.

The man was kneading as if he was playing with him. Although his complexion in the mirror was no longer as violent as before, the calm and indifferent eyes made Xiao Fujiu feel even more flustered—because there was a kind of in the man's eyes. The silence of the destructive aura is a kind of calm where madness reaches its end.

——He was not familiar with the person in front of him at all, not the elder brother he remembered nor the Tang Yiheng he knew.

Xiao Fujiu almost wanted to beg for forgiveness, but was suppressed by his self-esteem.

"You are so unbecoming, Xiaochen." The man's tone could be called gentle, but his actions were the opposite, "I hate to touch you, but you come to hurt me.——You know it well, I can't tolerate anyone treating you You want to propose to that woman without telling me tonight? If I hadn’t received the news from below tonight, would you still have brought that woman to bed?… Do you think that life The rice is cooked, so I can't do anything about you?"

Xiao Fujiu gritted his teeth and looked at the man in the mirror: "Let me go—"

Ignoring his struggle, the man's hand was still lingering on his body, "Xiaochen... tell me, I'll bring you like this to that woman... okay?"

While speaking, Tang Yiheng leaned down and kissed the young man's snow-white nape, leaving red marks on it.

The series of wet kisses and the strength of the man's kneading in front of him made Xiao Fujiu almost collapse: "Are you crazy Tang Yi—"

The strength of the man's hand suddenly increased, and the stimulation of pain almost instantly muted the young man's voice.

"Put on another nipple ring, there has to be something to mark it.... After I go back today, I will lock you in the main house of my family, not just that woman, I will let everyone in the Tang family and Jiubu Everyone knows that you are mine—every hair from head to toe is mine, and no one can touch it." The man's tone was relaxed and intimate, as if he was whispering a lover's whisper, crazy and fierce Ruo gleamed in his eyes, "Xiaochen, tell me... what words should be engraved on that nipple ring so that everyone who sees it will know that you are mine?... How about engraving my name—"

"--elder brother!"

The young man seemed unable to bear the torment both physically and mentally any longer. He let out a mournful cry and lowered his face. The exposed porcelain-white neck trembled slightly, as fragile and helpless as a dying swan.

"..." The man's eyes shuddered, as if waking up from a certain emotion, his deep blue eyes flashed with annoyance, he hurriedly let go of his hands and took a half step back to embrace the young man whose body had softened in my arms—

The young man who turned around gave him a slap in the face with trembling hands.

The slap was so hard that the man turned his face away.

After making the move, the young man seemed to regret it a little, and hurriedly withdrew his red slap between the porcelain and white. With a little caution, he opened a pair of bright black eyes and shrank his body slightly to observe the man's expression.

——apparently afraid of hooking back that horrible, strange devil again.

After the man turned his face back, he wasn't angry at all. Instead, he raised the young man's red hand and kissed him distressedly: "Xiaochen, it was me who was stunned just now... Did I hurt you?"

The arc of the man's frowning eyebrows fell into Xiao Fujiu's eyes so familiar... When he was carefree and reckless many years ago, whenever he did something that endangered himself, he was extremely annoyed. The elder brother pressed his legs and spanked his butt a few times, and the slightest tear after that could make the fierce-looking elder brother soften in an instant.

After so many years, this constant worry and distressed expression made his restless emotions uncontrollably quiet down slowly.

Nested in the man's arms and silent for a long while, Xiao Fujiu said unwillingly: "When did you... recognize me?"

"Do you really think that anyone can live next door to me?" The man sighed helplessly, lowered his head and kissed the young man's forehead as if comforting, "That's for Xiaochen. How can someone else be qualified to enter the room I reserved?"

"I thought it was because of Qian Chuwen..." The young man curled his lips unconsciously and turned his face away.

After another few seconds of silence, the young man continued to speak, but this time his tone was a little uncomfortable: "Then you...do you like my mother?"

"……what?"

Even Tang Yiheng, who was as calm and composed as Tang Yiheng, was stunned for a second after hearing this question before stretching out his hands and pinching the young man's chin, turning his pretty face around, "I admit that my aunt was really unparalleled at that time—"

Before the words were finished, the young man's eyes became fierce, and he looked like he was going to pounce on him at any time.

Tang Yiheng could only catch the voice with a wry smile: "But I'm not that perverted yet."

It is rare to hear the word "pervert" come from the mouth of a man who has always been unsmiling. Xiao Fujiu glanced at him and lowered his eyelashes sleepily: "...you think about your brother, you think you are so nice Where are you going..."

The softness and cuteness that I have never seen since my baby came back to the seventh district are now full of the young man's brows and eyes. Tang Yiheng's heart is itchy when he sees it, and he can't help but lean on the young man's bright red lips. Kissed, "I'm sorry, Xiaochen, but I can't help it."

——As long as there is any hope, he will persuade himself to let go of this person in his arms.After all, he didn't want to hurt this person, let alone do anything he didn't like.

But as he said, he has nothing to do. This emotional accumulation has been fermented for seven years, and every frown and smile of Xiaochen in his memory has been engraved into his bones.

——In this suffocating relationship, he has no way to go to heaven and nowhere to go, and he can only seek relief by dying; now that the person he misses has returned, the emotional desires engraved in his bones are clamoring, and he can only surrender .

"I beg you to let me go."

The young man's eyelashes drooped and curled up, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"..." Tang Yiheng felt as if someone had punched him hard in the heart, and he was so suffocated that he was about to cough up a mouthful of blood. After a long time, a little oxygen slowly poured into the airway, and the dizziness of suffocation gradually faded away.He clenched his fists, and when he spoke again, his mouth seemed to be full of Huang Lian's bitterness, "I can...give you three years...I don't care who you play with in these three years...after three years , you have to come back to me."

A strange look flashed across Xiao Fujiu's eyes, he hesitated for a while, and added to his anger: "What if I...don't want to come back?"

"..."

This time the man was silent for a longer time, so long that when Xiao Fujiu thought the man was going to escape this topic, he heard a slight tremor in his chest that was attached to his ear, and the man's voice was hoarse and unappealing——

"Then lie to me that you will come back."

"..."

Xiao Fujiu's heart throbbed violently following the man's voice.