Looking forward to the stars

In the evening, Feng Fan's villa.

Because of the effect of the medicine, he slept for several hours, and was delayed by another hour due to the traffic jam on the road. It was almost 7 o'clock when Zhan Chen arrived at Feng Fan's place, and Qi Bo came out to pick him up.

"Master is in the bedroom."

Turn around and take him upstairs.

"Don't worry, Uncle Qi, I know the room."

Having been here so many times, he had already memorized the structure of the villa clearly, so he found Feng Fan's room with ease, which was the bedroom where he kissed him last time. Thinking of this, Zhan Chen's face blushed again.

his love.

So sensitive, I fell into it without hesitation.

Feng Fan was smoking on the balcony, the floor was covered with cigarette butts, and the room was filled with smoke. Since this morning, he has been waiting for him in the villa, worried all day, because the medicine for that silly boy is still here, but he doesn't want to call Tell him to come over, just this feeling of wanting to see him makes him restless, he doesn't admit that he is Feng Fan, and he misses a man who has only been separated for one night so much, but the fact is so, so now he is in a bad mood, Bingshan His face was even colder, and it was a hot summer day, while the surrounding air suddenly cooled down.

It made him wait for a day.

So, Zhanchen came.

The door was unlocked, he pushed it open, a pungent smell of nicotine was mixed in the air, thick and choking, before he could make a sound, a black shadow flashed in front of him, stuffed his lips, the tip of his tongue was rough He pried open his teeth and swept all the way.

"Uh...uh..."

The two entered the room entangled, Zhan Chen was pushed against the wall by Feng Fan, his back hurt so much, he wanted to break free to take a breath, but his wrist was grabbed by Feng Fan's broad palm, and he pressed against the wall, Zhan Chen was kissed His mind was spinning, his mind went blank, his reflex arc was stretched, and he didn't understand for a while why this mad attacking Feng Fan felt angry.

It was still dark, but there was no light in the room. All the curtains were drawn, like a closed black box, hiding the original nature of the two.

"Feng...Fan..."

Zhanchen was out of breath due to lack of oxygen, the feeling of suffocation was the same as last time, as if someone was strangling his throat, spitting out two words in pieces.

"It actually made me worry for a day."

Feng Fan's breathing gradually became heavy, and he muttered in his mouth. Taking advantage of the gaps in his speech, Zhan Chen was able to inhale a few mouthfuls of oxygen, and was soon sealed again. Feng Fan didn't let him go, and pressed tightly.

"Well!"

A sound like being pinched in the middle came out from his throat. Zhan Chen was paralyzed and couldn't resist. Feng Fan finally let him go and held his chin with one hand. His dark eyes shone coldly in the darkness. Shang Zhanchen's blushing little face.

"Tell me how to compensate me."

"what?"

"You made me wait all day."

"Delayed because of other things."

Zhan Chen turned his head away, it couldn't be said that it was because he wanted to lie down for a while but fell asleep for three hours as soon as he put on the bed, such a contemptuous attitude would definitely make this already angry and domineering man burn with anger.

"I want you, now."

"what?"

Before he could react, he was picked up and thrown onto the bed. Feng Fan followed him, biting his earlobe and unbuttoning his shirt. Zhanchen's heart beat faster, knowing what he was going to do next. The body is as stiff as a column.

"It's much better this time."

Hearing this sentence, he thought of the last time, even though he was in a coma, the touch left by this body on his senses still awakened the memory of that time. From what Dr. Tong deliberately revealed, his intuition told him, They did it once, and it saved his life, so this time, he didn't want to be a body with feelings and unresponsiveness, and wanted Feng Fan to have the same happiness, so he took the initiative to cling to Feng Fan and imitate him , Feng Fan smiled, his face blushed coldly, no one made him so satisfied, the primitive wildness prevailed, he just wanted to possess, possess this man crazily.

"Zhanchen, you are so kind."

He whispered unconsciously, making Zhan Chen's pain choke in his throat, biting his arm fiercely with his teeth, and a bloodshot protruded from the sharp little canine teeth. Seeing Feng Fan's satisfied expression, he pulled out a weird-looking smile.

"what…"

Feng Fan finally fell on him tiredly, hugging Zhan Chen, covered in sweat.

"Zhanchen."

"Zhanchen."

He called twice, but didn't answer. He smelled a smell of iron at the tip of his nose. He saw thick black blood mixed with turbid liquid and stained the bed sheet. He looked at Zhan Chen's sleepy face with complicated emotions, and pinched his face.

"Silly."

When Zhan Chen woke up, there was the sound of howling wind in his ears. He wanted to turn over, but when he moved, the pain in his back made him wake up immediately. At a loss.

"woke up."

Zhan Chen turned his head to look at Feng Fan's cool and handsome profile, his voice was still tepid, but his sword-like face was very soft.

"where are we going?"

The voice exited, only to find that the throat was hoarse.

Feng Fan didn't answer, his radiant face was calm and domineering, like a proud lion, he stretched out a hand to wrap around Zhan Chen's neck, sealed his lips, kissed his soft lips, and seduced Zhan Chen.

If you weren't driving, see if I don't jump on you, how dare I faint.

Zhan Chen complained viciously in his heart, and his expression was also fierce. Feng Fan seemed to have read his mind, with teasing eyes, but he just didn't let him go.

"Well, look ahead, ahead, turn left, there is a car."

Zhan Chen was so anxious that his eyes widened, his heart was about to jump out, and he was about to hit the rear of the car in front of him. Feng Fan didn't let him go, so he closed his eyes: Well, if you die, you have to be a romantic.

He opened his lips to meet the provocation of Feng Fan's tongue, but this time he took the initiative to find his tongue, and Feng Fan's mouth was itchy after a while of messing around.

It was really itchy, Feng Fan turned the steering wheel, missed the rear of the large truck just in the nick of time, and returned to the right path, Zhan Chen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart, he pushed Feng Fan away, his body felt soft and painful, and he complained dissatisfiedly.

"This kind of joke can't be taken, it will cost your life."

Seeing his serious appearance, Feng Fan raised his eyebrows, jerked his face forward, and struck in with the tip of his tongue again.

"Well."

Zhan Chen suspected that he was wrong. Just now Feng Fan smirked like a child. It was unbelievable. His butt was still hurting. He pulled his brows together. Feng Fan felt distressed. Let him go first.

"Sit down."

Zhan Chen hadn't recovered from the kiss just now, when he heard these two words, the car turned left suddenly, and he bumped into Feng Fan, his butt hurt again, he grinned and groaned, Feng Fan helped him up , motioned him to look outside, the tires slipped out sharp tire marks on the high-speed road, and they interspersed left and right in the fast-moving convoy, leaving them far behind, unknowingly far away from the main ring, driving up the mountain road, The lights of thousands of families below come into view, colorful, flowing in front of the fast-moving car, like a sky full of stars, Zhan Chen is fascinated, never felt that the night in Beijing is so strange and beautiful, next to the person he likes, the beautiful scenery in front of him, the exhibition Chen felt that happiness came too fast, and he was a little caught off guard.

Seeing him staring in shock, Feng Fan was stunned and intoxicated, thinking how could this child be so easily satisfied.

The black Porsche stopped in front of an exclusive villa on the mountain, Feng Fan hugged Zhanchen out of his seat.

"No, I can walk by myself, you let me down."

Zhanchen struggled awkwardly, how embarrassing it would be for a man to be carried away by another man, he said anxiously with a blushing face:

"Really?"

Feng Fan asked in disbelief, as if on purpose.

"Well, yes, you can let me down."

It was rare for Feng Fan not to be tough, so he let Zhan Chen go by himself.

"Thank you, don't help me, it's just...that...it hurts a bit, so I can't walk."

Feng Fan didn't speak, but asked him playfully: "See how you go."

Zhan Chen's feet touched the ground, his whole body trembled, his waist couldn't straighten up, his buttocks were in pain, and he greeted Feng Fan's ancestors in his heart: "Your uncle, how hard you did it, you made me... no, next time!" I want to get it back.

Zhanchen glanced at Feng Fan quickly, and hurriedly lowered his head. This person can see through his thoughts, so it's better to carry out the small plan secretly.

He took a step, his legs seemed to be boneless and soft, and he took another step.

"what!"

He lost his center of gravity and threw himself forward. Feng Fan quickly hugged his waist from behind, lifted it up and put it under his armpits, and strode towards the villa. Zhan Chen blushed instantly, bowed his head, and said nothing. No matter how awkward this posture is, I dare not argue any more.

He didn't see that Feng Fan was smiling, and he passed it off with a smug smile.

There is always nothing to say.

Feng Fan didn't take him into the villa, but walked up to the observation pavilion next to the villa. From here, you can see the endless view, overlooking the whole panorama, you can see the panoramic view of the city, watching the sunrise in the morning, and the sunset in the evening, compared to the zenith of the villa. The view is wider and the scenery is better.There are two large banyan trees transplanted on both sides of the pavilion, and a wooden hanging chair is tied between the trunks with ivy. Feng Fan doesn't like the bright colors on the top, so he only allows the green leaves and intertwined roots that are suitable for flourishing decoration to stick out in an orderly manner. The ivy in the sequence, and there are some bright and different fireworks in the sky, illuminating the whole pavilion, which looks like a magical tree house born in a fairyland of green trees, which is fascinating.

Feng Fan put Zhan Chen on the chair, next to it was the same wooden design, and on the chic small coffee table were red wine glasses, red wine, fruit and snacks. He poured the red wine with elegant movements, like a gentleman in an aristocratic society, Zhan Chen Looking at all of this, it was as if in a dream, Feng Fan actually brought him to such a romantic place. I don't know when he prepared this, but I feel so happy that I am about to cry.

Feng Fan came up to him with the wine glass and saw that he was about to cry with water in his eyes. He sighed, put down the glass, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Why do you cry so much? It's ugly."

"When you are moved, you cry, no."

Feng Fan had nothing to do with him, he gently took him into his arms and ran down his hair.

"Okay, don't cry, if you cry again, I won't care about you, let you blow the cool breeze here."

"Is there anyone who coaxes people like you? Besides, I haven't cried yet."

Zhan Chen was not convinced, and muttered angrily, Feng Fan was stunned for a moment: This person owes a lesson.

The two of them drank some red wine, looked at the starry sky in summer night, the lights of thousands of houses in summer night, the grand fireworks in summer night, and the gentle night wind blowing, showing Chen's extravagant hope, just sitting like this until dawn. how nice.

But a group of uninvited guests made his wish come true, and he was worried and fearful in his life from now on.