Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Fu Zechuan found the key from Ji Fanfan's pocket, opened the door, and closed the door smoothly around the heel after entering.

He walked straight to the bedroom with Ji Fanfan in his arms, and then reluctantly put down the person in his arms.

Ji Fanfan lay unconscious on the bed, his fair face was stained a little red by the alcohol, and it became more and more rosy, beautiful and delicious.

He closed his eyes, and the collarbone that was tilted to one side exposed a clearly visible collarbone.

Fu Zechuan's gaze caught this scene inadvertently, and he couldn't move it away. He put his hands on the beautiful collarbone in a mysterious way, and indescribable images kept flashing through his mind that stopped turning.

He remembered every scene with Ji Fanfan in the past, even he remembered the low and gentle moan he made when he bit his collarbone, which was more beautiful than any other sound in the world, making him unable to Extricate yourself.

He felt hot all over, his mouth was dry, and finally moved his eyes away unnaturally, but, he suddenly thought of something and quickly turned his eyes back to the sleeping person.

He remembered that there was a scar on Ji Fanfan's right shoulder blade...

Fu Zechuan's gaze was fixed on the right shoulder of the person on the bed, he only needed to take a look at his clothes to confirm whether he was his Fanfan!

If it was Ji Fanfan who was in a sober state, he would definitely not let him touch it, but now he is drunk, Fu Zechuan will never let go of such a good opportunity.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his heart was pounding, and his palms were sweating from nervousness.

He gently supported the person on the bed in his arms, but after Ji Fanfan suddenly groaned uncomfortably, Fu Zechuan froze instantly.

He didn't dare to move, for fear of waking up the person in his arms, for fear that the hard-won opportunity would just slip away.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Ji Fanfan had no signs of waking up.

When reaching out to roll up the other party's clothes, Fu Zechuan felt that he had never been so nervous and looking forward to it in his life. It was like unpacking a blind box. Although he firmly believed that what was in the blind box was the rare item he wanted, he still needed to unpack it. Only with this box outside can he get the final answer.

As the blue T-shirt was completely taken off, the scars on the shoulder blades slammed into Fu Zechuan's eyes without any cover, and his eye sockets gradually became moist.

He is really my Fanfan!

Now he couldn't afford it anymore.

Fu Zechuan hugged him tightly, kissed him delicately and passionately on his neck, and leaned on his shoulder to breathe, tears of excitement fell on his shoulder, flowing down the beautiful back Curves trickle down.

I knew it was you...

I will never let you leave me again, Fanfan, my Fanfan.

The gap in longing was unscrupulously broken at this moment, Fu Zechuan could no longer restrain the raging love in his heart, he lifted Ji Fanfan's face and kissed him deeply.

The eager and passionate kiss mixed with sour tears, fingers passed through the opponent's fingers, and clasped tightly, he bit his lips, sucking the sweetness in his mouth, luring the drunk man to give him a little response.

Once started, there is no way to stop.

Even the struggles in sleep were soothed one by one, he swallowed his breath, and once again carved the mark of being alone on him.

He supported his waist, and whispered softly and softly, so that his soul was trembling...

Ji Fanfan felt that he slept for an extra long time, was extra tired, and his bones felt as if they were falling apart.

With his eyes closed, he stretched out his hand to press his throbbing temples. When did his drinking capacity get so bad that he was so drunk that he passed out after only two drinks.

Ji Fanfan turned over, he wanted to sleep a little longer, but hearing the shallow breathing beside him, he subconsciously stretched out his hand and pushed the other person, muttering to let the person lying on his bed get down, "Snoke , don’t sleep on my bed, go back to your own house..."

"you're awake?"

The hoarse and deep male voice sounded quietly in the quiet bedroom, and the Chinese pronunciation of the Chinese characters was like an electric current rushing through Ji Fanfan's nerves, and he opened his eyes suddenly!

When he saw the face clearly, Ji Fanfan's pupils constricted, and he quickly backed away in panic, but lost his center of gravity and fell off the edge of the bed.

Just when he was about to fall off the bed, Fu Zechuan quickly reached out and pulled him back into his arms.

Ji Fanfan bumped into his bare chest, and the sound of his powerful heartbeat thumped in his ears, unexpectedly in sync with his beating heart.

Only then did he realize that neither he nor Fu Zechuan was wearing any clothes, and the feeling left in his body from last night was still so strong that Ji Fanfan's mind went blank for an instant, and he even forgot to breathe.

Fu Zechuan hugged the person in front of him, his deep eyes were filled with emotions, he had already expected Ji Fanfan's reaction after waking up, so he planned to strike first, his magnetic voice was dry and hoarse, wrapped in deep grievance, " How could you do this to me..."

Ji Fanfan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he hurriedly pushed Fu Zechuan away, "What are you talking about! Why are you here!? Why did you and I..."

Fu Zechuan pulled the quilt to cover the traces on his body, but this kind of action was even more obvious, his eyes were stained with a thin layer of red, "I just kindly sent you back last night, but you held me back and refused to let me go, and even moved your feet ..."

"Impossible!" Ji Fanfan immediately denied, he was just drunk, and he was not a ghost, he didn't want to get involved with Fu Zechuan at all now, how could he still drag him...

Fu Zechuan lowered his head slightly, his eyes were pitiful and innocent, "Then do you still remember what you said to me last night?"

Ji Fanfan was confused, "What did I say?"

"You can't even remember what you said, and you don't admit what you did." Fu Zechuan said with tears in his eyes, and complained: "Ji Fanfan, you won't admit it after eating, right?"

Ji Fanfan was completely dazed, and subconsciously backed away a little, stumbling and wanting to explain, but didn't know what to say, because he really couldn't remember what happened last night.

Fu Zechuan didn't give him a chance to think calmly, and continued aggressively: "The scar on your right shoulder is enough to prove that you are Ji Fanfan, what nonsense do you want to make up to lie to me now?"

Facing his questioning, Ji Fanfan was very panicked, he didn't know what to do anymore, what happened so far was beyond his expectation, his whole brain was about to shut down.

And the psychological defense he had worked so hard to build was so easily defeated by Fu Zechuan at this moment.

Ji Fanfan lowered his head and didn't dare to look into his eyes. He hurriedly grabbed his clothes and ran to the bathroom. Only by staying away from him could he regain his weak confidence.

Fu Zechuan didn't stop him from running away from the door. Instead, when he left him, his lips slightly raised.

It seems that his first step has worked. As long as Ji Fanfan feels indebted to him, Ji Fanfan will definitely have nothing to do with him.

From now on, he just needs to stay by his side, let Ji Fanfan regain his feelings for him, let him fall in love with him again, that's all.

Everything was seamless, and Fu Zechuan didn't think he would fail at all.

Ji Fanfan turned on the shower and let the cold water flow down his body. He closed his eyes and tried to recall what happened last night. He went to pick up Snoke, but why did he meet Fu Zechuan again?Why are you still with him...

Ji Fanfan was very annoyed, annoyed that he was involved with this person again, and he had decided not to have any more contact with him, but what should he do now...

He stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and Fu Zechuan didn't bother him, because Fu Zechuan also knew that he needed to leave some time for him to relax.

After Fu Zechuan got dressed, his eyes swept across the room, and he suddenly thought of something, so he began to rummage through the cabinets in the room.

It's just that he didn't find that thing in the cabinet in the bedroom or the living room.

Strange, where did Ji Fanfan receive that thing?

Fu Zechuan looked at the house depressedly, it was only this big, where could Ji Fanfan put his things?

However, until Ji Fanfan came out of the bathroom, Fu Zechuan still couldn't find it. Forget it, after Ji Fanfan's mood stabilized, he would find time to ask again, Fu Zechuan thought.

When Ji Fanfan came out of the bathroom, he lowered his head and wiped his hair, his eyes hurriedly passed over Fu Zechuan who had been staring at him, and he went around him to get a hair dryer to dry his hair.

Fu Zechuan's gaze was glued to him from the beginning to the end, and he watched his movements with relish, as if just watching like this was a kind of enjoyment for him.

After drying his hair, Ji Fanfan went into the bedroom, tidied up the sheets and quilt covers on the bed, and threw them into the washing machine. He didn't have any communication with Fu Zechuan during the whole process, and just pretended that he didn't exist anymore.

Fu Zechuan's eyes turned, and he simply stepped forward to meet him, making him have to face himself.

After Ji Fanfan set the timer on the washing machine, he turned around and found Fu Zechuan standing behind him!

He retreated subconsciously, but there was no way to retreat, and there was an imperceptible panic in his tone, "What do you want to do?"

Fu Zechuan continued to approach him, compressing the distance between them to only a few centimeters, with a slight smile brewing in his eyes, "Didn't you say you don't like me? Why are you panicking?"

Ji Fanfan said stubbornly: "You are too close to me, this is a normal reaction!"

Fu Zechuan put his hands on the lid of the washing machine, leaned forward again, and asked in a low voice meaningfully: "Does it still hurt?"

Hearing this, Ji Fanfan tightened his hands suddenly, gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Get lost."

Fu Zechuan looked at his face reddened by anger, and whispered ambiguously: "You haven't said how you will be responsible to me? If I leave now, what if you renege on your debt?"

Not to be outdone, Ji Fanfan raised his head and looked at him, "Okay, do you want to make up for it? I'll give it to you!"

He pushed away the person in front of him, walked quickly into the room, and came out with an extra bank card in his hand.

He slapped the bank card on the table again, and said indifferently to Fu Zechuan who was standing aside: "This is all my savings, is it enough to buy you for one night?"?