I fell for it after hanging out with scum

There was a heavy panting sound in the tea room.

Fang Zhongjing leaned on the back of the chair and sipped tea, while Qin Shang's head was heaving between his legs, trying his best to please.

Fang Zhongjing closed his eyes and sighed: "It's really good tea..."

Heavy snow was blowing outside the window, covering up the obscene voice.

Qin Shang suddenly felt a pain in his scalp, his hair was pulled, and he was forced to raise his head. The corners of his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of mist.

Fang Zhongjing looked down at him, "So active today?"

Qin Shang lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes, "I want to go out for a stroll."

Fang Zhongjing's tone was unclear: "Just for a stroll?"

Qin Shang's expression and voice were well concealed, "I haven't gone out for half a month."

Fang Zhongjing stared at Qin Shang closely, his deep eyes were unpredictable.

After a long time, he said, "Okay, I'll give you half a day."

Qin Shang was delighted and nodded obediently.

Fang Zhongjing's tone was calm: "You should be very clear about what to do and what not to do."

The tone is light and fluffy, but it contains danger.

Qin Shang's body froze, and the corner of his mouth curled up, "I know..."

Fang Zhongjing pushed Qin Shang's head back between his legs, and with a deep throat, tears welled up in the corners of Qin Shang's eyes.

Fang Zhongjing spoke forcefully: "Swallow it..."

Qin Shang followed suit, with an extremely docile attitude.

Satisfied, Fang Zhongjing let go of Qin Shang, let the waist of his trousers hang loosely, and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Go..."

Qin Shang wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, got up from the ground, went back to his room and found a mink fur coat, put it on, wrapped it tightly, and went out to take a taxi to Xiangzhai.

The butler of Xiangzhai saw Qin Shang, looked him up and down for a while, and brought him in.

In broad daylight, the lights in the villa were turned on, the curtains on both sides were drawn tightly, and there was no natural light at all.

Tao Zhi was sitting on the sofa reading a book, his face was young, he was in his early twenties, his chest was thin under the open neckline, and his complexion was abnormally white.

The housekeeper said, "Mr. Tao, someone wants to see you."

Tao Zhi raised his head and saw Qin Shang, he was stunned for a while before realizing, "It's you?"

Qin Shang sat on the sofa, "Yes, you still remember me."

Tao Zhi smiled and asked the butler to pour water. He closed the book and put it on the coffee table, "You came to me suddenly, what's the matter?"

Qin Shang was silent for a moment, then said: "What you said last time, does it count?"

Tao Zhi was slightly taken aback.

Qin Shang looked up at him, "You owe me a favor, and now I want to come back."

Qin Shang once saved Tao Zhi's life.

That day when Qin Shang went to work, he ran into Tao Zhi who had fainted on the road. At that time, there were many people watching, but no one offered a helping hand.

Qin Shang came forward to send Tao Zhi to the hospital, only to learn later that he has albinism and cannot bask in the sun.

This favor was owed at that time.

Tao Zhi asked curiously, "What do you want me to do?"

Qin Shang didn't play sloppy, leaned over and whispered a few words in Tao Zhi's ear.

A bit of hesitation floated on Tao Zhi's face.

"Only you can help me now." Qin Shang resumed his sitting posture, took the water from the butler, and thanked him.

Tao Zhi looked at Qin Shang's pale and thin face, hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

Qin Shang's hanging heart fell, he achieved his goal, put down his water glass, and was about to get up to say goodbye, when the phone rang.

Qin Shang noticed that the smile on Tao Zhi's face bloomed instantly.

When he walked to the door, he heard a sentence from behind: "Xiang Shao said that he won't come back for dinner at night, so don't wait for him."

After leaving Xiangzhai, Qin Shang held an umbrella and wandered around the street. When he passed a teahouse, the smell of oil wafted from the alley, his stomach suddenly rolled, and the acid rushed up his throat.

Qin Shang bent down and retched violently, his throat was burning with pain.

Passers-by cast strange glances.

Qin Shang breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, wiped his mouth, thinking, his illness is getting worse.

At the entrance of Fang's mansion, Qin Shang and Jiang Qiao ran into each other.

Jiang Qiao smiled contemptuously: "It's good to go out more, after all, you don't know when you close your eyes."

The corner of Qin Shang's mouth curled up, "Don't worry, before I die, I will definitely teach you the secret of getting fucked under Fang Zhongjing."

Jiang Qiao lowered his face, glared at Qin Shang resentfully, and strode into the Fang family mansion.

Qin Shang followed behind, walking very slowly, step by step in the snow pit stepped on by the soles of Jiang Qiao's shoes.

When entering the door, Qin Shang heard Jiang Qiao say, "Today I will cook."

Qin Shang didn't care about Jiang Qiao's strange behavior, and went back to his room to sleep. When he opened his eyes again, Fang Zhongjing was sitting by the bed.

Fang Zhongjing brushed aside Qin Shang's hair, "Where did you go to play this afternoon?"

Half of Qin Shang's face was sunken in the duvet, like a cat that hadn't woken up, and he said softly, "I took a stroll outside."

Fang Zhongjing stared deeply, "Did you do something bad behind my back?"

Qin Shang's heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to speak, the butler's voice came from downstairs: "Young Master Fang, Xiang Jia is calling, please answer."

Fang Zhongjing frowned slightly, glanced at Qin Shang, got up and went to the living room.

Qin Shangqiang got out of bed and followed Fang Zhongjing downstairs.

Just as Jiang Qiao came out of the kitchen with the last dish, he took off his apron and smiled coldly at Qin Shang.

A pungent and irritating smell hit his face, Qin Shang's eyelids twitched twice, suddenly feeling uneasy, he took a look, and his face changed.

A table full of extremely spicy feasts.