ABO

When Lin Ai opened his eyes in the morning, he saw Fu Sili's handsome face was very close to him, his forehead resting on the fluffy pillow, his lips were slightly pursed, and even his breathing was quiet when he fell asleep. .

He moved his body a little, and felt sore and painful, especially in an indescribable place, it was so hot that he was about to lose consciousness.

He thought of how he had vomited dirty in Fu Sili's car, and was thrown naked into the cold swimming pool and nearly drowned.

How could this person be so bad and vicious.

Now he simply wondered whether Bai Ou knew Fu Sili's true nature after all these years.

He used to think that Fu Sili was very suitable for a beast in clothes, but now he was lying next to him, but he felt that this person was not as good as a beast.

When he was still squinting in the state of fugue, the person beside him made some movement, reached out a warm palm, first caressed his flat and smooth belly, then slid down his waist and pinched him. Meat | sense | buttocks.

? ? ?This is not right!

Lin Ai lifted the quilt and stood up to look at him. Fu Sili was also staring at him with a pair of slightly watery black eyes.

In this silent gaze, Fu Sili broke the silence by muttering, "I'm hungry, Freesia, are you hungry?"

Hungry for you... Lin Ai swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach. He searched his mind for all the knowledge he had learned in the past, but found that there was no famous saying that could describe his mood at the moment, only beautiful swear words could explain it. Get depressed.

He pulled all the quilts around his body, lay down heavily again and turned over, with his back to Fu Sili 2.0.

The man was naked|exposed to the air, his expression was a bit at a loss, and it was still raining outside the window.

After a while, he approached Lin Ai, wrapped his hands and feet like rice dumplings, and asked softly, "Are you hungry?... Shall we go downstairs for dinner?"

Lin Ai ignored him, and he tightened his grip, "Eat dumplings, shall we eat dumplings? I want to shoot cucumbers..."

He rubbed his lips against Lin Ai's ear, and his breath was so warm that he kept shrinking his head to avoid it.

But Fu Sili seemed to be excited, and kept chasing after him and kissing his earlobe.

Unable to bear it anymore, Lin Ai raised his hand angrily and pushed his face away, but he couldn't grasp the strength in his hand, and hit Fu Sili on the face with a "slap".

He was very hard, this slap caused Fu Sili to turn his face away, and the red marks of five fingers clearly appeared on his cheeks.

"You..." Lin Ai was stunned for a moment, and before he could finish speaking, Fu Sili pushed him on the bed. The man looked down at him with his slap on his face, his eyes were dark, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

Lin Ai said inwardly, "Oops, maybe it just happened to slap Fu Sili soberly?"

Just when he was thinking about how to get back round, a drop of warm liquid fell on his cheek, Lin Ai raised his eyes in surprise, but saw that Fu Sili's dark and beautiful eyes seemed to have puddles. Spring water, surrounded by mist.

He pursed his lips, flicked his eyelashes, and tears fell one by one, hitting Lin Ai's cheeks and neck. He just looked down at Lin Ai crying silently, feeling extremely wronged.

Fu Sili usually whimpered and cried, but now the silent crying made him a little guilty. He reached out to hold Fu Sili's face, and Lin Ai asked him in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"

Fu Sili gently rubbed his cheek against the palm of his hand, "It hurts..." he sobbed softly, "Touch it, it's so hot."

Lin Ai stroked the red mark carefully with his fingertips, and it was indeed faintly hot. He sighed and said softly, "You will hurt too...then do you know that I will hurt too?"

The man cried and nodded, "I know, I know!"

You know it's strange!

Lin Ai pursed her red lips patiently again and blew on the slap print on his face, "It won't hurt anymore, the method your grandpa taught must be easy to use..."

Saying that, Fu Sili's handsome face was passed in front of his eyes, "I still want to kiss..."

"Liar," Lin Ai pushed him and remained still, "Last time you didn't say that your grandpa said you were going to kiss..."

Fu Sili couldn't hold back, so he forced his face to his lips. Lin Ai was pressed down heavily by his body, unable to move, so he had to follow him to kiss the palm print, and he was satisfied. Let him go.

……

Lin Ai was naked and was about to get out of bed to take a shower. When he passed the full-length mirror next to the closet, he couldn't help but turn dark red.

There were bruises and purple marks all over the cold white skin, and there were black and purple finger prints on the side of the waist. One can imagine how hard Fu Sili had exerted himself last night.

There were bruises on both of his knees, which were the marks of Fu Sili getting from the bed to the ground and pressing him on the floor.

"It's still very beautiful." Fu Sili locked him in his arms from behind with a warm touch on his back, and said while staring at his face in the mirror.

"Really?" The corners of Lin Ai's mouth turned up slightly, and he gave him an elbow lightly, "It would be great if you could be as good as you are now when you are crazy."

He took clean pajamas from the cabinet and went to the bathroom to soak in the bath, lying in the bathtub filled with hot water, his whole body was so weak that he had no strength, and his expression was also lethargic.

Hearing the pattering rain outside, he raised his head and fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up again, Fu Sili was holding him in his arms, nestled on the sofa, and wiped off the water on his body with a large dry and soft towel, not sparing even his toes.

Fu Sili's chest rose and fell slightly, and every time his hands moved close to his back, Lin Ai could feel the steady and powerful beating of his heart in his chest.

"What are you doing?" Lin Ai asked lazily. He had just woken up and still had a nasal voice, and his voice sounded a little sticky. With the ambiguous atmosphere at this time, it was more like a secret whisper between lovers.

"Wipe it clean, and you won't get sick." Fu Sili said.

After drying his body skillfully, he took a dry towel and wiped his wet hair, rubbing with his fingertips, looking very flexible.

"I can't tell, are you quite proficient?" Lin Ai couldn't help but asked him with a smile, his eyes just rolled up, but he suddenly understood in his heart.

He is the only son of the Fu family, who grew up with clothes, hands, food, and mouth, how could he know how to serve others?

He is so proficient because he has done the same thing to the white gull countless times, so that practice makes perfect, and he has mastered the same strength.

Thinking of this, his smile unavoidably faded a little, and he pushed Fu Sili's hand away, "I'll do it myself."

The man didn't understand why he suddenly lowered the corners of his mouth, and sat on the side watching his expression cautiously. After a while, he dawdled and leaned towards him again, and asked tentatively, "Are you a stomachache?" Are you hungry?"

Lin Ai brushed his hair fluffy and messy, ignored him, and he leaned closer again, "Don't be unhappy, I like to see you smile..."

As he said that, he leaned over to kiss Lin Ai's earlobe, which was his weakness, and it had been deeply grasped by Fu Sili. Every time Lin Ai pretended to be angry, he would laugh out loud when he kissed him like this.

Sure enough, Lin Ai couldn't help laughing while dodging, "Hey, I really hate you sometimes." His tone was teasing, but Fu Sili didn't take it seriously, and continued to arch him with his body.

But he held Fu Sili's face again, stared seriously at his handsome eyebrows and said, "But it's fine if you don't wake up."

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