Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan lowered his head, still clutching his trousers tightly, squatting with his legs together, not daring to stand up, and not daring to speak, he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

And when Fu Zechuan stood in front of him, his heart almost rose to his throat, and his head sank even deeper.

He didn't dare to look at Fu Zechuan, only heard Fu Zechuan's voice from above his head, his voice was lower than usual, and he could faintly hear the suppressed patience, "What are you doing?"

Ji Fanfan didn't dare to make a sound, but he felt that it would be impossible not to say something, so he explained dryly in a low voice: "My pants fell outside." He swallowed, and the nervous sweat slid down the side of his forehead, Continued: "I just came out to pick up my pants..."

Fu Zechuan let out a sound from his nasal cavity, "En."

The two fell into silence again, Ji Fanfan was so embarrassed that he wanted to hit the wall, he could feel the fiery gaze above his head staring at him, he clenched his pants even more nervously, his voice was pitifully soft, "That, Can you, turn around?"

Fu Zechuan still looked at him, and had no intention of leaving, "They are all men, what are you afraid of?"

Ji Fanfan shrank his neck, although he was right, but...he was too shy to raise his face.

After a stalemate like this for a while, Fu Zechuan spoke again, with a teasing smile in his faint voice, "Are you going to stop wearing clothes like this forever?"

Ji Fanfan panicked, "No, it's not, I, I..."

Fu Zechuan said inexplicably, "Then you can wear it now, it's right here."

Ji Fanfan hesitated, and said again: "Can you, turn around?"

Fu Zechuan squinted his eyes slightly, and looked from his neck to his collarbone, and then turned around his lower body, but the damn white shirt was an eyesore, "I said, they are all men, I have what you have, or are you waiting for me to do something?"

Hearing what he said, Ji Fanfan shook his hands, and quickly said, "No, no, I'm wearing it now, I'll wear it now."

He bit his lower lip with his white teeth in shame, and his face was even hotter. He still buried his head, grabbed his trousers to cover the place that should be blocked, made a lot of determination, and mustered up the courage to stand up.

He turned his back, and the hem of his clothes hung down to his thighs, which could barely cover the scenery. This half-covered, half-covered hazy appearance made Fu Zechuan feel hot all over.

Ji Fanfan pulled up his trousers as fast as he could, and said falteringly, "I, I'm fine, I'm going to tidy up my things first."

He lowered his head and was about to run, when Fu Zechuan behind him suddenly grabbed his arm and pulled him into his arms.

Fu Zechuan wrapped his arms around his waist, making him fall into his arms, preventing him from escaping.

He leaned on Ji Fanfan's neck, his deep eyes stared at the neck that was curved due to excessive tension.

This neck is so white and slender, it makes one want to leave some marks on it, his unique marks.

Fu Zechuan's warm breath sprinkled on Ji Fanfan's sensitive skin, and Ji Fanfan was so scared that he didn't dare to move. His low and melodious voice was more beautiful than any sound of nature, "You are testing my concentration Is it?"

Ji Fanfan grabbed the hem of the shirt vigorously with both hands, crumpling the straight hem, his heart was beating violently.

Fu Zechuan breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Fanfan's eyelashes trembled even more when he heard the wet bass, "If you do this again, don't blame me for not being able to bear it."

Ji Fanfan's whole body was stiff, and the close distance made him so nervous that his tongue tied up, "Ze, Zechuan... Today, I... I, I didn't, on purpose..."

"Even if you didn't do it on purpose, but I'm already like this, what do you think should I do?" Fu Zechuan took advantage of the situation and took a gentle bite on his shoulder.

The slight stabbing pain from his shoulder made Ji Fanfan's eyes widen slightly, his eyes were full of panic, he bit his lip in bewilderment, his mind was in a mess.

When the slightly rough fingertips brushed against the skin of his waist, Ji Fanfan's whole body trembled. He subconsciously grabbed Fu Zechuan's hand, and his white fingertips trembled.

Fu Zechuan's eyes dimmed, and his tone became colder, "Aren't you even allowed to touch?"

Ji Fanfan stammered nervously, "No, no, I, I'm just, just..." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and he didn't say a complete sentence.

Fu Zechuan let go of him in disappointment, and said in a cold voice angrily: "If you don't like me, just tell me, don't hang on to me like this."

Ji Fanfan turned around in a panic, with tears in his eyes, he held Fu Zechuan's hand with both hands, and shook his head repeatedly, "No, no!"

Fu Zechuan turned his head away, and the result of repeated repetitions several times made him really annoyed, "It's nothing!"

Ji Fanfan looked at him with red eyes, and parted his blood-red lips from being bitten, "I, I..."

He lowered his head in frustration, but still persisted in grabbing Fu Zechuan's hand and refused to let go, choked up and said in a low voice, "I, like you."

Fu Zechuan said angrily: "Why don't you let me touch you if you like me?"

As he spoke, he tried to approach again, but this action caused Ji Fanfan's pupils to shrink tightly as if frightened, and he subconsciously took a step back, his defensive appearance was too obvious.

Fu Zechuan's eyes darkened, and he said in a irritated voice, "Let go."

Ji Fanfan's tears fell down all at once, but he still shook his head persistently, just not letting go.

Fu Zechuan yelled out of patience, "Ji Fanfan, what on earth do you want?! Is it fun to play me?"

Ji Fanfan cried and called him, "Zechuan...Zechuan...I didn't trick you, I, I like you, really, I really like you..."

Fu Zechuan frowned and said impatiently: "Is it your reaction to like it! Don't act like I want to rape you."

Ji Fanfan cried and shook his head, he groped to hold Fu Zechuan's hand with both hands, his humble tone was filled with sincere expectation, "Zechuan, you believe me..." He cried so hard that he even coughed heavily , The piercing cough made his words staccato.

Seeing his pear-blossoming rainy appearance, Fu Zechuan was gripped in his heart, but cruelly turned his head away from him, and finally softened his tone, "Don't use the same trick as last time."

Ji Fanfan recovered his breath, his chest was heaving violently, his face was flushed from a severe cough, and he stubbornly promised, "Zechuan, I can do it, I will definitely do it! Just trust me again, and I will prepare OK!"

Even though he promised so sincerely, Fu Zechuan froze for a while before looking back at him, and said in a muffled voice, "Really?"

Ji Fanfan cried and nodded heavily. He will definitely overcome the psychological barrier and give him what he wants. They can be the same as normal couples.

Fu Zechuan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then lost his temper and said, "I still don't believe it, unless..."

His suspicious eyes fell on Ji Fanfan's red lips, and under Ji Fanfan's expectant eyes, he said lightly, "Unless you can respond to me."

"Varied--"

Before Ji Fanfan could ask "What?", Fu Zechuan blocked his mouth.

Ji Fanfan subconsciously wanted to break free, but quickly suppressed his thoughts. He couldn't let him be misunderstood anymore.

The tears in the corners of his eyes were still wet, and he slowly closed his eyes looking at the face that was so close in front of him.

Tears meandered down his cheeks and flowed down the corners of his mouth, astringent, uncovering and breaking the experience in Ji Fanfan's heart that he never dared to tell, until it turned into bits and pieces, allowing him to feel relieved from the heavy shadow. out, back into the sun.

The bright light was a bit dazzling, and the hands of the quartz clock turned round and round, Ji Fanfan's brain was dizzy as if he lacked oxygen. He opened his eyes slightly, and the eyes that had just cried were misty and moist. As if his strength had been emptied, he could only barely stand against the wall, and responded jerkyly under Fu Zechuan's guidance.

Fu Zechuan paused for a kiss, and he backed away a little, touching Ji Fanfan's forehead, panting slightly, looking at Ji Fanfan with meek brows and eyes in a happy mood, and his moist voice was particularly exciting, "I will trust you this time."

The kiss for too long made Ji Fanfan unbearably tired. He leaned against Fu Zechuan's arms, surrounded by the other's breath, which he liked very much.

He raised his small face to look at Fu Zechuan, his moist eyes looked very innocent, "Zechuan, thank you!"

Fu Zechuan embraced him, bowed his head and pecked at the tip of his nose, and said with a smile, "Thank me for what?"

Ji Fanfan didn't answer, but just lowered his head shyly, put his head close to his chest, and hugged him tightly.

Thank you for being in my life.

Fu Zechuan patted his head affectionately, struck while the iron was hot, and softly whispered, "Fanfan, since we like each other, I hope that one day we can do what people we like do together, so don't let me Wait too long, okay?"

Ji Fanfan lowered his eyes, and finally nodded firmly, "En."

Fu Zechuan gently printed a good night kiss on his forehead, rubbed his thumb on his slightly swollen lips a few times, and said affectionately: "You are tired from all the tossing around just now, you go upstairs to rest first, I will accompany you after taking a shower you."

Ji Fanfan raised his face and asked in confusion, "Aren't you going back?"

Fu Zechuan raised his eyebrows and pretended to be angry: "You still want to drive me away at such a late hour?"

Ji Fanfan was afraid that he might misunderstand, so he nervously defended himself, "No, no."

Fu Zechuan touched his cheek with a smile, "I won't tease you, my dear, go to bed first."

Ji Fanfan nodded obediently, and then shyly walked up to the second floor under Fu Zechuan's gaze.

When he sat on the soft bed, he still felt that everything tonight was like a dream, and he stared blankly at the palm of his lap.

"Pa-ta", tears dripped on the shorts, and a shallow water mark fainted on the shorts. Ji Fanfan woke up from the previous memories. He hurriedly wiped the tears off his face with the back of his hand, but the more he wiped away So many, I can't help myself. ?