Bai Yueguang, he is two hundred catties

The car body was slightly hot, and Kong Que knelt on it, holding the windshield with his hands, dragging the gorgeous skirt downwards, his slender waist was bent, a slender waist was tied up by a brown belt, not tight, It seems that the waist will be thinner when taking off the clothes.

"Undo the belt."

"It's just a decoration." Although Kong Que said so, he still lowered his head and unbuttoned his belt.

Fang Man slowly pulled the belt over, and the belt slipped across Kong Que's waist like a small snake, and fell into Fang Man's hand.

Fang Man said lightly: "Both hands are behind your back, I will tie you up."

When Kong Que thought that if he scratched his wrist, he would be punished so much that he could not eat and see, so he reluctantly turned his hand away.

Fang Man made a gesture, and the thin belt was wrapped around Kong Que's wrist a few times, Kong Que lowered his head and moved his wrist, and the belt broke free at once.

Kong Que turned his head slightly, and said, "You are tied too loosely."

Kong Que turned his back, tilted his head, his white jade-like neck and waist drew a smooth and charming arc, Fang Man's Adam's Apple moved, and he leaned down to kiss the back of his neck.

The back of Kong Que's neck was like a wonderful switch, every time he touched it, he would turn into a red wine-smelling Kong Que.

"what……"

Dry lips rub against the skin, itching.Kong Que shrank his neck and said impatiently: "I don't want to kiss, you bite."

"It's not you who want it now, it's me who wants it." Rubbing his chin against the back of his neck, rubbing his snow-white skin into red marks, Fang Man stuck out his tongue and licked it, and Kong Que raised his neck and snorted.

"I don't want to tie you so hard, you grab the belt and pretend I'm tying you, okay?"

Kong Que: "..."

Kong Que thought about it and agreed.Since it wasn't tied, the skin wouldn't be worn out, so Fang Man wouldn't be able to punish him. He folded his hands behind his back, wrapped the belt around his palms, and bound himself by willpower.

Three minutes later, Kong Que realized that it was better to be tied up. He was obviously not bound, so he could easily turn around, stretch out his hand to grab Fang Man, and bury his face in his favorite fleshy chest.

But his left and right hands are tied to each other, the belt is just a decoration around his wrist, what really binds him is Fang Man's order.

He ordered him to turn his back to him, so his face could not be on Fang Man's body, but on the cold and hard glass window.

The chaotic breath he exhaled blurred the glass around his lips.

Kong Que wanted Fang Man to come in.

But he ordered him to keep his legs together.

This is not the same as the car shock in Kong Que's mind, it should be a narrow car, he can be connected with Fang Man intimately, Fang Man will kiss him and hug him, maybe even say he loves him.

Unexpectedly, there is also an operation that grinds out on the thigh.

"Why did you speed up suddenly?" Fang Man scratched Kong Que's hair, "I know you stepped on the brakes, but if there is a car approaching that corner, we will die."

Kong Que didn't speak, the inside of his thigh was hot and he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

He finally understood that Fang Man was punishing him again.

Last time I could see but couldn't eat, but this time it was worn out and I couldn't feel good.

A few seconds after Fang Man finished, Kong Que raised his upper body, let go of the hands behind his back, smiled and punched the windshield, making a crack in the glass.

Fang Man: "..."

"Hey, missing er..."

Kong Que's eyes were red, he glanced at Fang Man with a smile, jumped off the car cover barefoot, got into the back seat of the car, curled up his long legs and curled up into a smelly ball.

Fang Man pulled up his trouser chain, made sure that there was nothing wrong with Kong Que's hand, and couldn't help but patted his head—I always felt that Kong Que actually wanted to blow his head off at that time.

Fang Man sat in the driver's seat and drove home.

Kong Que looked at the scenery outside the window with a smile. If he ignored the strong blood on his body, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Fang Man endured the pungent blood, and drove the car steadily into Kong Que's manor, stopped the car, and squeezed to Kong Que's side.

"Queer, shall we talk?"

Kong Que turned his head to look at Fang Man, tucked his feet into his skirt, hugged his knees and shrunk into an irregular ball.

Fang Man picked up Kong Que and hugged him on his lap, kissed the back of his neck, "Tell me why you are angry."

Kong Que said in a muffled voice, "I'm not angry."

"Come on, you're going to blow me away." Fang Man sighed, "I told you, any behavior that hurts yourself will be punished by me. You are not as simple as cutting yourself with a knife today, you You are threatening me with your life. Tell me, will I not punish you?"

Kong Que: "...do you like me?"

Fang Man: "..."

Kong Que looked up, looked at Fang Man's trembling eyelashes, and asked again, "Do you like me?"

"Although it's unbelievable," Fang Man lowered his eyelashes, touched Kong Que's face, and said seriously, "But I do like you."

Kong Que: "...the book says that if you like someone, you will want to hold his hand, kiss his mouth, and have sex with him. Since you like me, why don't you kiss me, hug me, shit I?"

Fang Man was silent for a long time, holding back and saying in a normal tone: "Before you lost your memory, whenever I ate delicious food, I always wanted to kiss you and let you taste it too. I will sleep with you in my arms at night, I hope you can If you sleep well and feel better, maybe you won’t be so crazy. I thought I could save you, but I didn’t expect you to fulfill a few wishes... After you proposed to me, you shot yourself inexplicably.”

"Kong Que, I'm cowardly. If I satisfy you with everything, you've lived enough and I throw it away when you're done using it, then I'm too miserable."

"I can't stand you dying again."

"Kong Que, let me ask you, do you like me?"

A shallow layer of tears floated on the honey-colored irises, and then fell down from the eyes. Kong Que stretched out the tip of his tongue and swept away Fang Man's tears. At that moment, countless grotesque images flooded into his mind.

He remembered the first time he saw Fang Man, it was a snowy day, Fang Man was leading a big dog, and his body was covered with snow.At that time, Fang Man was still a thin man with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

Later, he locked Fang Man in the hotel, and Fang Man kissed him. Their first kiss was the smell of canned herring. After Fang Man kissed him, he vomited.

After Fang Man ran away, they met again on a mint-scented rainy day. Fang Man took away his glasses, and he took away his mask.

Then, Fang Man became chubby.

He likes to sleep with him on his pillow, stay with him, record shows with him, and hang out with him...

Does he like Fang Man?

His head was throbbing with pain, Kong Que took a breath, and leaned his forehead heavily on Fang Man's shoulder.

"I..." Kong Que shook his head and said in confusion, "I want to die in love with you."

Fang Man smiled, and said slowly: "How easy it is to die for love, you shoot me once, and then you shoot yourself, staring and stretching your legs for a few seconds."

"It's not like."

"If you like me, you live for me. You are a little monster who lives for me, and you can't die until I die."

Kong Que clenched Fangman's clothes tightly, his heart was beating fast, his brain was buzzing, and he could only repeat one sentence repeatedly, "You can't die until I die..."

"Hey, don't think about it." Fang Man patted Kong Que's head. He had a deep introspection just now, thinking that it was a huge improvement that Kong Que stepped on the brakes in the end and did not end up together. It was a bit too much for him to punish him that way. Yes, I have to compensate for a reward.

Although Kong Que couldn't get up, but in the last bathtub play, Fang Man found that if he was served well, he could still be in size.

"It's the first time I bite, I don't think the technique is very good, you... sit down and make room for me."

Kong Que became pure for the first time, he hadn't learned the posture of biting yet, so he obediently leaned against the car door.

Fang Man raised the hem of her skirt: Drill.

"Hmm..." Kong Que was caught off guard, and bit his lips reflexively. Afraid that the blood would come out of his mouth, he would be unhappy. He leaned his head against the car window and groaned a few times with his mouth open. Seeing the benevolent eyes of all beings, Kong Que covered his mouth, blushed all over, and went away in embarrassment.

He always felt that he couldn't do this in front of his brother.

Fang Man raised his head, wiped his mouth with a facial tissue, and coughed, "...you are a little fast today, it was almost an hour last time."

Kong Que lifted the hem of his skirt to cover his face, and said in a low voice, "Brother saw it."

Fang Man laughed, walked to the front to drive, and said, "Queer, why don't you ask brother to come and listen?"

"not called."

"How did you and your brother meet?"

"I don't know." Kong Que rubbed his ears, "I'll tell you when I remember."

Fang Man said sourly: "I didn't even think about it, so I called you brother?"

Kong Que paused, and said, "Fang Man, are you angry?"

Fang Man said: "I'm used to it. As a queen, I still have to be magnanimous."

When they drove to the entrance of the villa, Fang Man got out of the car hugging the barefoot "Emperor". Zhou Xiangwan swayed over on a skateboard with a wine bottle in his arms, followed by a husky and a series of bodyguards.

"Ula!" Zhou Xiangwan raised the wine bottle towards Fang Man and Kong Que. He wanted to celebrate their return from the shock, but when he looked down and saw that the front of the car was deformed by the shock, Kong Que looked like he couldn't get off the ground. Full thumbs up.

Fang Man: "...It's not what you think!"