Love Killer

Lips touched the wet skin, broad palms stretched from shoulders to waistline, behind Feng Zhannuo was Feston's heartbeat, "Is it so serious, it's just—"

"A hiding place." Feston understood the meaning of this very well, "Changing identities, and many names, all to hide yourself, and you brought me here now, what's the point of your hiding? "

"Hey, you asked me to bring you here. There should be a limit to self-righteousness." He could feel Feston's wet shirt on his back, and the fabric stuck between them had long been drenched with water. , the bulging chest, the warmth of the skin, and the hot water under the shower did not hinder this feeling.

"I want you to bring me here, but you agreed, it's still your own decision, the room can see a person's heart, and I'm standing here now." Fieston suddenly tightened his arms, and the hot water washed his skin away Feng Zhannuo laughed, and the laughter echoed, "What the hell are you trying to say?"

"From now on, I want to understand your past and participate in your world." Feston's hand moved, the strong and flexible touch under his palm, the straight waist, and the skin felt like a whip.

"Is this a good thing for you?" Feng Zhannuo knew what he was doing, and knew its danger, "But it's not necessarily for me, feelings will become an obstacle."

His voice was muffled by the sound of the pouring water, Felston hugged him and stood in the water together, "You won't be knocked down, I don't doubt that at all, even I can't deal with ghosts , will not lose to anyone."

His tone is so ordinary, but it is because of this that it looks so convincing, it is not a comfort, but a statement, Feng Zhannuo raised the corner of his mouth, "You really have confidence in me."

"Of course." Feston turned him around and touched his wet face, "Knowing how many difficulties you have overcome to get to where you are today, how can I not have confidence in you? Success is not inevitable, it is You paid the price, and anyone who envies your abilities only proves their own incompetence."

He was talking about the butcher and Lei, Feng Zhannuo closed his eyes, and the scene from that year seemed to reappear in front of his eyes, "To be honest, I don't miss that time, and I don't resent anyone, I'm just a little disappointed."

The people who used to be partners have fallen into this situation today, who should be blamed for this, is it just their own fault as Feston said, or he really shouldn't have...

"Stop your cranky thinking!" The command-like words were close to Fieston's ears together with his breath, and he seemed to have an insight into his thoughts, "You did the right thing, there was nothing wrong with it, you did the right thing, who I have no right to blame you, that's venting anger, and you don't have to be responsible for everyone's fate."

Opening his eyes, it was Feston's deep and powerful gaze. Feng Zhannuo leaned on his shoulder, "You know, I actually thought about what to do in the future, but I can only rely on myself for these things. It's my own choice, I know I'm not a savior, I can't save everyone, and I can't care about other people's future."

"But I still did that. At that time, who could control others... So Lei's words are not unreasonable. I am a traitor, but so what?" He sneered and mocked himself, looking at the face on his shoulder No expression.

Feston touched the back of his smooth neck, "You are a person, not a real god of death, you don't have to pretend to be ruthless every time, even if you feel guilty towards them, it doesn't mean you have become weak, do you hear me? promise."

He could feel a slight shock from the person lying on his shoulders, Feston stopped talking, kneaded his neck, hugged Feng Zhannuo's naked body, sometimes he felt that he was not a killer at all, he couldn't even move He saw it as the ghost who killed countless people.

Behind the bloody killing intent is just an ordinary person, just like now, the person in front of him is like a gun that has been unloaded, making one want to use something to fill his emptiness.

Hot water poured down from above, and his back was warm. Feston caressed him gently. He didn't speak for a long time, and finally said in a low voice: "It's really not like what you can say, you don't care about your subordinates. So gentle?"

"I don't know what tenderness is. I only treat you like this." Let go of him, take off his shirt, Fiston stood under the shower and poured hot water with him, and Feng Zhannuo unbuttoned his pants "Should I be honored, Sir Caesar?"

"It's my honor to stand here, Ghost Killer." Throwing away his soaked clothes, Feston raised his face, "Why don't you let me tell you about our relationship, you want to leave a way out?"

Gladly accepted his trust, but firmly pinched his chin with his fingers, with a scrutinizing gaze full of inquiry, as if he was grabbing his hand, and Feston's attack sometimes caught him off guard.

This question was still raised, and Feston's attitude made it clear that he would not be allowed to perfunctory.

"I need a way out, and you need it too. We have to prepare for the worst under any circumstances, isn't that the case?" The killer's habit is also for the sake of safety, and he replied extremely calmly.

"Think about it, what are the advantages and disadvantages of letting people know, of course, the less people know the better, especially your subordinates, they want to kill me." It's a bit exaggerated, but This is also true, Feng Zhannuo leaned on the tiles behind to see Feston standing under the water column.

Xiangshi's black hair was pulled back, revealing his forehead, and the pair of shrewd and calm eyes below, provoking disapproval, "I won't let them touch you."

He approached, and his arms propped on the tiles imprisoned Feng Zhannuo in his space, "Is this the escape route you gave me, or is it your own?" His thick eyebrows became sharper after being soaked, and he asked As he approached, his breath mixed with water vapor, invading Feng Zhannuo's breath.

"Although we are in this relationship now, you need a way out, and I need it too. People always have to leave themselves a second way. You know we can't go on like this forever. You have your job, and I have mine." After explaining one by one, Feng Zhannuo calmly faced Feston's sinking expression because of his words.

What he said was true, and even Feston could not deny it. "Of course I have considered it, but you raised this issue earlier than I expected."

"It's there, even if we don't mention it, it still exists. We can't be like this forever. We are people from two worlds, and we will get back on track sooner or later." Speaking of this topic, Feng Zhannuo began to imagine that there would be no Feth This made him frown involuntarily.

"But you thought about it before that day came?!" The water was hot, but Fieston's face turned cold, water droplets kept rolling down his muscular body, he turned off the shower, The last burst of water vapor could not cover the sharpness of his eyes.

"You are Feston Al Qaeda, tell me, haven't you considered this possibility?" Instead of answering directly, but using such a question to ask, what a cunning person, Feston's heart was in a state of confusion Rising up, he wanted to swallow the mocking smile.

The sudden kiss was cold and fiery. I don’t know why Feng Zhannuo can understand the contradiction. He and Feston are both rational people. Be responsible for this out-of-control deviating from the original track.

From strong to gentle, the wet lips parted, and there was a faint touch, and finally let the other party go.

"Of course, I have also thought about this problem, but you are more pessimistic than me. It may not be the worst ending. As long as you are careful every time you work, maybe we can still be like this after many years." Touch him With wet hair, Feston's smile has the inherent confidence of a man.

"Many years later... have you thought so far?" The hand on Fieston's back touched a piece of hot skin, and he suddenly remembered, "Damn it, I actually forgot."

Hearing his annoyed whisper, Feston casually walked to the door and picked up the bath towel, "I think you have medicine for scalding here."

He handed him the bath towel, and Feng Zhannuo took it and wiped it casually, "Let me see your back."

Felston turned around, there were large red marks on his back, which were obvious burns, and some places had blisters, "Maybe it's better to go to the hospital." Feng Zhannuo was not sure if the wound medicine would work .

"Compared with your injury, this should be nothing. I really want to know how you felt at that time." Feston turned around and held his hand, his fingers brushed his fingertips, and slowly stroked, "The wound It will leave traces, but I don't want any shadows to be left in your heart, continue to trust me, and I will let you forget the past."

"I have changed a lot, don't ask too much, I would never recall those things, after all, I was still young at that time, you want me to forget the past, but what happens after forgetting, just remember you?" With the water on Feston's back, he put on his clothes, sat Feston on a chair wrapped in a towel, and tended to his wounds.

"Just remember me, this sounds good, people always look forward, if I say you will definitely have me in your future, what do you think?" The scalded blisters were on Feston's back, but his tone was different. As if he was the one who needed to be cared and comforted.

Feng Zhannuo took out the gauze and wrapped it skillfully around his chest and back, and coughed a few times, "This sounds good." He imitated Feston's tone.

He learned a lot, Feston seemed to think this was an interesting thing, sat in the chair and laughed, the burnt ointment gave off a coolness, he looked in and saw the door of the bedroom was open, the room and The living room is very different, the bed is not made, the pillows are on the floor, and there are a few clothes thrown around, it looks new...

Feston narrowed his eyes slightly, and Feng Zhannuo followed his gaze, remembering that it was the clothes he bought for a certain woman sometime.

The burn on his back had just been bandaged, and Feston stood up, "It's time for your room to be cleaned." He went in and picked up those expensive silk dresses, without asking anything, and threw them directly into the trash can.