I was targeted by the scumbag Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

There was silence for two seconds.

Xu Yaozhou glanced at Fu Juncheng with a half-smile, leaned over and whispered to him, "Brother, do you know what you're talking about?"

Use the voice that can only be heard between each other.

Next to the hotel.

Pushing open the door and entering, Xu Yaozhou carefully supported Fu Juncheng and reminded: "Be careful where you step."

Hearing this, Fu Juncheng hung his head, looking half asleep, resting his head on his shoulder and let out a soft "huh".

As Feng Zhengping said, Fu Juncheng is really good when he is drunk.

This kind of obedience is only reflected in not making noise, and Xu Yaozhou still hugs him quietly.

Other than that, it's pretty grueling.

Xu Yaozhou can even feel the feeling when the other party's soft lips are on the back of his hand. Countless unspeakable images flashed in his mind, and he could even feel the details clearly. When gently and slowly touching the side of his neck and the pinna——

It was fixed on the countless sweet lips that had been kissed fiercely.

It's just that the other party usually has sharp teeth and sharp mouth, and it hurts when biting.

Last time, the wound on the corner of his mouth took a long time to heal, although he actually didn't mind the tiny ambiguous trace Fu Juncheng left on him.

But at this moment, this thought can be clearly seen in his burning eyes that have been staring at the person in front of him for a long time. Xu Yaozhou's undisguised gaze very slowly brushed the corners of the other's handsome eyes and brows, and finally stopped between the other's slightly parted lips. half an hour.

Very nice lip shape.

It makes people want to bite on it regardless.

The urge came up in vain, and it never went away.

Even while his throat was tightening, he wanted more than the last second.

Even if it's the smooth and sharp neck line, the deep neck socket, or the soft and thin waist under his fingertips...

Xu Yaozhou's eyes darkened.

It's like a beast that has been suppressed for a long time and can no longer be trapped in the roaring and roaring of the heart.

Suddenly, Fu Juncheng moved in his arms, his black hair was soft, and he rubbed against Xu Yaozhou's neck with this movement.

Fu Juncheng seemed to be about to say something, but when he spoke, he hiccupped.

Xu Yaozhou froze for a moment, then laughed.

He squinted his eyes, and the uncontrollable smile overflowed from his thick eyes before the corners of his lips curled up earlier, then he tilted his head, lowered his head and put his ear close to Fu Juncheng's lips.

Fu Juncheng murmured, "Why didn't Xu Yaozhou call me?"

Xu Yaozhou didn't say a word, quietly listening to Fu Juncheng's words.

Fu Juncheng said angrily, "He said before that he would find me in an hour."

Xu Yaozhou's breathing stagnates.

The rationality that has been restrained with great difficulty will collapse at any time.

He swallowed his throat and asked in a low voice, "What if he doesn't look for you?"

Fu Juncheng's eyelashes trembled the moment Xu Yaozhou's words fell.

He tried very hard to open his eyes, but he gave up after struggling for a while. He only narrowed them a little bit in a daze, and the gentle yellow warm light in the room was reflected on the dazed eyes through the gap between slightly drooping eyelashes. In the eyes.

Fu Juncheng thought about it seriously, and because of his awkward speech, his voice seemed waxy and soft.

"Then...then I'll call him." Fu Juncheng said slowly.

As he said that, he really lifted his head from his shoulders, looked around in confusion, and wanted to find his mobile phone.

However, Xu Yaozhou was holding his wrists, and his feet were not smooth. Before he could take half a step, he was caught by the coffee table and fell to the ground.

Fu Juncheng was caught off guard by this move, no matter how fast Xu Yaozhou reacted, it was too late to stand firm, instead he was led by Fu Juncheng to fall forward.

Xu Yaozhou conditioned reflex to protect the back of Fu Juncheng's head with his hands, hugged him in his arms, and hit the corner of the coffee table with his back straight.

With a "bang", the glass vase on the coffee table shook and shattered to the ground.

Xu Yaozhou looked anxiously at the person in his arms, checked repeatedly several times, and was relieved to see that Fu Juncheng was fine.

He said he was fine, but the collar moved down a lot during the tugging, revealing a simple and sharp clavicle line, and the small knuckle protruding from the neck became more and more clear.

Perhaps because he was thirsty, Fu Juncheng licked his dry lips, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.

It's really amazing...

Very worrying.

Xu Yaozhou's scorching eyes were almost glued to the opponent's face.

Fu Juncheng asked again: "Where's Xu Yaozhou?"

The pulp of Xu Yaozhou's thumb touched the skin of Fu Juncheng's face and gently rubbed, and he was silent for a moment before replying: "I am here."

This answer was soft and slow, floating in the quiet night, with a certain unknown hoarseness.

Hearing this, Fu Juncheng felt the breath around Shaoqing, and seemed to realize that it was indeed familiar to him, so he didn't say anything, and then half-sat and lay in the other's arms with peace of mind, and didn't move any more.

Xu Yaozhou almost laughed.

Every inch of body temperature under his finger made him miss it, he quietly closed the hand on Fu Juncheng's waist, and called again: "Brother?"

As a result, the man subconsciously replied to him, with a muffled nasal voice: "Yeah."

Xu Yaozhou couldn't help laughing: "If you dare to get drunk in front of others in the future, I will..."

so what?

How can it be?

Xu Yaozhou's eyes darkened.

It's an exaggerated idea.

He wanted to lock the person in his arms so that only he could see it.

After all, it's too provocative.

But Fu Juncheng would definitely not like this.

If Fu Juncheng doesn't like it, he won't do it.

It's just that the surging energy and blood couldn't be dissipated, and the restless beast in a certain corner of his heart couldn't be appeased.

Xu Yaozhou slid down the fingertips on the side of Fu Juncheng's face little by little, drawing a smooth and clear outline of the face, and finally pinched the thin chin lightly, and at the same time pressed the other's waist, making people stick closer to him.

Close at hand.

You can kiss me by bowing your head.

And Xu Yaozhou did the same.

He bit the other party's lip gently, as if Xiao had thought about it a hundred times, a thousand times.

Print your own mark.

Fu Juncheng sobbed in this overly hot kiss.

It seems to be crying with forbearance, and it seems to be hiding some other kind of unspeakable comfort.

While half asleep and half awake, he pushed the other's strong chest with his hand, but he couldn't break free from this embrace. His tight shoulders drooped unknowingly, and he completely snuggled into the warm embrace in front of him.

It's just that his hands are still tightly clutching the man's skirt.

I don't know whether to move up, or grab the opponent and lead him in my direction...

Fu Juncheng had a very long dream.

It was more chaotic than ever before.

Those indescribable pictures seem to be engraved in the depths of the soul, falling in the untouchable distant time.

Like fine dust in the winter sun, it will cover the sky and cover the sky with the slightest disturbance, secretive and eye-catching.

He dreamed of a boy who looked similar to Xu Yaozhou, with a childish face that made people want to pinch him.

But the other party was still the same as in every dream in the past, just staring at him with a sullen face, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a line, and as he approached with a smile, panic flashed in his eyes.

But trying to cover it up, he made his face even colder.

The boy continued to stare at him blankly, pursing his lips even tighter.

He deliberately teased him, holding the candy he had just snatched back for the other party in his hand, with his palm facing up, he stretched out his hand at the man, and let him call him brother in a shameless manner.

But in the blink of an eye, it seemed to be just an ordinary morning.

A large piece of sunlight outside the window slantly shines on the clean white walls inside the house from the floor-to-ceiling windows, occasionally glancing at it makes people blind.

He just rubbed his eyes in this whitish light.

Then, in the almost blurred vision, he met another pair of dazed eyes.

He saw Xu Yaozhou sitting on a soft beige sofa, which made the young man who was already only wearing a white T-shirt look softer, and even the ends of his jet-black hair were coated with a layer of soft light.

The childishness has faded away, and she seems to have grown a lot taller. The already pretty face has a sharper temperament, and even the peach blossom eyes have a calm atmosphere, but they are still very confusing.

He paused slightly, subconsciously looked at the other person a few more times, and asked amusedly, "What's the matter, why are you staring at me?"

The other party was taken aback by his question, and turned his eyes away with an awkward expression. His half-drooped eyes fell on his folded hands between his knees, as if he had thought for a few seconds, and then met his gaze again. A beautiful picture His face tightened even more.This person is always like this, like a small beast with thorns, with a beautiful face that is harmless to humans and animals, bluffing.

No wonder Wu Jin likes it.

If it were him, he would like it too.

He thought so jokingly.

I also heard myself say it jokingly.

When the voice fell, he also thought inexplicably about the scene when he met the other party again.

After seeing this child in the orphanage that time, he felt that the child was cute and cute, so he wanted to talk to the family and bring him home.

After all, his elder brother bickered with him all day long, and he really couldn't like it.

But there are always many accidents in the world.

For example, the bad things at home, and the sudden illness of my mother.

He accompanied his mother to stay at his grandmother's house abroad for several years, and did not return to China until the other party's mental stability was stable.

I saw the boy again on mother's Z day.

He never liked to deal with those overly official polite words, he stayed on the second floor and wanted to be quiet, but Xie Chen found him and stayed with him in the guest room on the second floor.

Xie Chen pulled him and said, "Have you heard that Wu Jin recently adopted a child who looks very similar to you."

While talking, he still clicked his lips in disgust, then suddenly remembered something, and added: "It seems to be a long time ago, the one you met when you went to the orphanage for social practice, you mentioned it to us, do you remember?"

As he listened, through the French windows with the screen curtains half drawn, he met a pair of eyes shining in the bright sunlight.

I was stunned for half a second.

Xie Chen asked: "What's wrong?"

He retracted his eyes and turned around: "It's nothing, I seem to have seen the child."

"Look, I'm not wrong, am I?" Xie Chen made a disgusted expression, "It makes me sick just looking at it."

He frowned.

Xie Chen said: "Wu Jin is a pervert, you'd better stay away from him in the future."

……

It's like a dream I can't wake up from.

Fu Juncheng took a deep breath, and the moment he opened his eyes suddenly, he saw pitch blackness in front of him, and the surrounding was terribly quiet, only the sound of his scorching breathing and increasing heartbeat fell on his ears in the silent space, Drill into his head.

He is very uncomfortable.

I was so uncomfortable that I could hardly breathe.

Suddenly there was a "snap"——

The movement from far away caused him to tremble violently, his teeth bit into his lips, and he tried hard to maintain a moment of sobriety.

But the man got closer and closer.

The pace is getting faster and faster.

He just felt his mouth was dry and he was going to lose his mind at any moment.

He was trembling, and kept moving closer to the corner, as if he could only get a luxurious sense of security by sticking tightly to the cold wall behind him.

Until the footsteps of the visitor stopped in front of him, and he exclaimed and called him——

"elder brother?"

The familiar voice pierced the eardrums.

At the same time, the black cloth that was blindfolded was also taken off.

He was stunned for a long time, and his wet eyes met a pair of irritable and red beautiful peach blossom eyes. The other party seemed to be short of breath, and he didn't have the slightest impression of the harmless appearance of humans and animals.

His head is a little unclear.

The shameful desire was also ignited in an instant, like a spark that was flickering and dimming suddenly caught the wind and burned completely in an instant.

Every minute, every second is suffering.

In a blur of consciousness, he felt the palm of the other party clinging to his shoulders and waist, trying to lift him up from the ground.

The string in his head may have been disconnected at this time——

What if it was this person?

If this person...

The sobriety he had desperately maintained and the arrogance he had maintained suddenly collapsed, and it was out of control.

He was miserable.

Also very wronged.

He saw himself rushing towards the opponent's force, biting a small piece of white and delicate soft flesh on the neck of the person in front of him with great pain, and heard the opponent gasp in pain.

He swallowed, let go, and pressed his forehead against the other's neck.

He was waiting for the other person to push him away.

Or run away in fear, escape.

But just waiting for a pair of hands to hold him tighter, he asked him in disbelief: "Wu Jin gave you medicine, didn't he?"

ate.

So?

Fu Juncheng thought about it for a while, and felt that the surrounding air also rose several degrees without warning along with his body temperature.

"Come on."

He opened his mouth, panting hoarsely: "Or...help me..."

He asked the other party to help him...

help him?

How to help him?

Before Fu Juncheng had time to think about it, he was pushed against the corner of the wall very forcefully.

The other party's eyes were red, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where did he touch you?"

……

As if thorny vines were tightly wrapped around his limbs, Fu Juncheng froze and couldn't move.

Until there is a fresh breath rushing into the mouth and nose, it seems to be alive again suddenly!

Fu Juncheng's fingers resting on the pillow moved.

The sky is bright.

There is a faint light at dawn through the gaps in the heavy curtains, illuminating a certain inch of the quiet and dark edge of the room, like a living ZZ tearing open a hole, leaving traces of light and shade on the side of the window.

He couldn't remember how many times he opened his eyes.

Or in other words, is he still in a dream?

Thinking of this, Fu Juncheng raised his eyes, and was caught off guard by the delicate side face that had appeared in his dream.

But when I think about it again, I can't remember exactly what I dreamed about.

Only the pair of dark and deep eyes when the other party was staring at his face vaguely appeared in his mind.

As well as the corners of the other party's mouth and palm, the thick moistness made people's ears warm.

Fu Juncheng was startled, and immediately became sober.

The other party seemed to feel the movement in his arms, and the arm that was pillowed behind his neck also moved accordingly.

Because he just woke up, a drowsy hoarse voice sounded in his ears at the same time, and he asked in an ignorant voice, "Brother, are you awake?"

Fu Juncheng: "..."

he may be...

Not awake yet?

Fu Juncheng's body was stiff, and the hands and feet on Xu Yaozhou's body couldn't tell whether he should leave immediately or completely pretend to be dead.

Time passed little by little.

Xu Yaozhou said softly, "Brother, my hands are a little numb."

Fu Juncheng: "..."

Opening his mouth, Fu Juncheng's dead brain finally started to function slowly.

He was about to say something.

Suddenly, the corner of his mouth felt itchy, like a small wound had opened.

Fu Juncheng blinked his eyes, raised his hand subconsciously, and lightly touched his lower lip with his fingertips.

In the next second, he felt the other party's other wristband coming up, hugged him around his waist, and said cautiously as if to comfort him: "Brother, I didn't mean to..."

Fu Juncheng answered blankly: "Isn't it intentional?"

Xu Yaozhou's eyes were more dazed than his, and he was stunned for half a second before moving his lips, and said guiltily, "I didn't mean to bite you."

Fu Juncheng: "..."

what?

Maybe it's because the word "bite" is really easy to give people infinite reverie...

Thinking of the unspeakable dream last night, Fu Juncheng's calm expression, which he had managed to maintain, lost control again.

He thought carefully about last night——

After drinking some wine, I was very sleepy.

Too sleepy to get up.

and then?

Then I made a phone call and seemed to call someone to pick me up?

Someone should have said that he would go home with him.

As a result, he refused to live or die, and insisted on going to the hotel to get a room.

It's fine to open a house, and force others to take out his trouser pockets.

Fu Juncheng: "..."

Fu Juncheng felt that he had lived two lifetimes, and all his face was lost in one night.

Even he himself felt insignificant.

It's over.

His first name.

Getting up from Xu Yaozhou as quickly as possible, Fu Juncheng sat on the edge of the bed and took a deep breath.

Turning around, I saw Xu Yaozhou sitting up with him, his lost hands seemed a little at a loss, resting on the snow-white quilt uneasily, his fingers tightly clenched.

Fu Juncheng hesitated to speak but stopped asking: "We probably didn't do anything last night..."

Halfway through the speech, his gaze was fixed on the slight bruise on Xu Yaozhou's arm, which seemed to have been scratched by something, showing almost invisible tiny scars.

Fu Juncheng paused, and looked at Xu Yaozhou in doubt.

Seeing that Xu Yaozhou was still hooking his head, not knowing what he was thinking of, he bit his lip, his expression was as pitiful as he wanted, and after a long silence, he was disappointed and muttered: "I didn't have anything last night, brother, don't worry."

Fu Juncheng: "?"

yes?

After Xu Yaozhou finished speaking, he didn't say a word, and after stating a certain fact, he silently lifted the bedding, got up and got out of bed.

Fu Juncheng glanced lightly at Xu Yaozhou's seductive upper body muscle lines, not much more, not much less, lean and smooth.

Only the bruise on the back is very eye-catching.

Even the skin on the waist seemed to be broken, as if it was hit by something.

Fu Juncheng was stunned and forgot to move.

The heart that had been falling down jumped to the throat in an instant, and it jumped even harder than before.

It was suffocating.

Fu Juncheng: "..."

Why did Xu Yaozhou get hurt like this?

What did he do to people last night?

It's fine if it's not as good as a beast.

The next morning, I told people that I probably didn't do anything last night...

Didn't do a fart!

Even Fu Juncheng himself can't stand such a scumbag's behavior.

But he brought it up in one breath, and didn't know what to say.

no……

The plot is wrong!

It was hard for him to drive Wu Jin away...

Coauthored himself to take the position of Slag Gong again? ? ?

The author has something to say: I have been waiting for a long time~

The red envelopes in this chapter drop randomly.