Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

Ji Fanfan subconsciously clutched the hem of his clothes, crumpling the straight hem.

Seeing his small movements, Fu Zechuan smiled and reached out to hold his hand, gently separated his clenched fingers one by one, and interlocked his fingers, "Did you forget that I told you in the hospital words?"

Ji Fanfan's lips moved uneasily.

Fu Zechuan held his face in one hand, and continued speaking on his own, the breaths in his breath were entangled with each other, "I said, I want you, every moment."

Ji Fanfan's pupils trembled, and when he looked at the face in front of him, the focal length of his pupils was as out of focus as an aging bellows.

The tips of their noses touched, Fu Zechuan's fingers slid from the side of his face to his collarbone, and tentatively circled there, "I was thinking, if you stay in the hospital for two more days, then I will endure it longer." Two days..."

His voice is deep and melodious, like a mermaid sitting on a coastal reef singing in a low voice, revealing a hint of bewitchment, "But you didn't listen to my words, Ji Fanfan, I have a normal way of thinking about people I like. needed."

The crumpled and obstructive shirt was ruthlessly thrown aside, his tone was still very light, so light that it would only make people feel that he was gentle and harmless, "You delivered this to your door yourself, have you ever seen a hungry wolf who would not eat it delivered to your door?" Is it the little white rabbit's?"

Ji Fanfan's chest rose and fell violently, and his voice was intermittent, "I...Zechuan...we..."

Fu Zechuan bit his right shoulder emotionally, and after seeing the shocking scar on his shoulder blade, his deep eyes gradually gathered a deep coldness.

The scar, which was as big as a baby's palm, looked so glaring on Ji Fanfan's delicate and smooth back skin, that it affected the overall beauty.

Fu Zechuan stretched out his hand to touch the scar with a worried face, "Who did it!?"

Panting for breath, Ji Fanfan suddenly realized what the other party saw. He quickly stepped back a few steps, covered his entire back with the wardrobe, and turned his head in embarrassment, "Isn't it, ugly..."

Fu Zechuan stood oppressively in front of him, with the calm before the storm hidden in his dark eyes, he asked flatly, "Tell me, who did it?"

Ji Fanfan was so at a loss that he didn't know how to put his hands and feet, so he could only press his whole body tightly against the wardrobe door, and replied stumblingly: "In the past, I helped my friends and blocked the sulfuric acid..."

sulfuric acid!

Fu Zechuan clenched his hands suddenly, his chest was like a huge boulder weighing a thousand catties, it was so heavy that he couldn't breathe, who on earth would use such a vicious thing like sulfuric acid! !

He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, "What happened?"

"I...Zechuan, can you, don't ask..." Ji Fanfan really didn't want to recall those things anymore, for him, those things were all in the past.

Fu Zechuan suddenly grabbed his smooth shoulders forcefully, his white knuckles revealed his suppressed anger, "Tell me, I will help you!"

Ji Fanfan slowly raised his head to look into Fu Zechuan's eyes. He could clearly see the hatred rolling in his eyes. The muscles on his face were tense with anger, as if he would turn into a bloodthirsty Shura in the next moment.

Ji Fanfan didn't want to see him like this, and he didn't want him to become like this because of his affairs.

He stretched out his hands to hold Fu Zechuan's face, his clear voice was more soothing than the gurgling water, "Don't be angry, those things are over, I'm fine now."

"It's over!" Fu Zechuan was furious, like an angry leopard with no outlet to vent.

He paced back and forth anxiously, he didn't want to be angry with Ji Fanfan, he desperately suppressed the burning anger in his chest, he looked at Ji Fanfan incomprehensibly, "Why did you get over everything so easily!"

Fu Zechuan felt like a crazy beast was locked in his heart. It scratched desperately the cage that locked it. The "sizzling" sound produced by the collision between its claws and the cage destroyed the precarious calm nerves in his brain. It was angry. Roaring, he is bound to break out of the cage and tear his enemies to pieces.

Ji Fanfan took his hand carefully, and whispered softly, "But, these things have happened for a long time..."

"Time doesn't mean forgiveness!" Fu Zechuan started to have a headache again, he clenched his teeth, he wanted to do something to vent his anger, he wanted those who had hurt Ji Fanfan to be punished as they should be, wanted them All kneel down and repent!

He wants them to—

Fu Zechuan's thoughts suddenly stopped, and his frenzied brain gradually calmed down because of the jerky kiss on his lips.

Ji Fanfan looked at Fu Zechuan's madness just now in panic, he didn't know how to calm him down, so he could only hug him and kiss him in a hurry.

He kissed each other without skill, even if he kissed himself until he couldn't breathe, he didn't know how to take a breath. It was Fu Zechuan who pulled him away, so he blushed and gasped for fresh air.

The emotion on Fu Zechuan's face changed, and finally calmed down, "What are you doing?"

Ji Fanfan was so anxious that he was confused, and his words were all random, "I, I, you, you are angry, I don't want to..."

Fu Zechuan looked at him for a moment, neither angry nor happy in his tone, "So you use this method?"

"I, I, I was wrong..." Ji Fanfan didn't know what to say, but subconsciously felt that it was his fault, and lowered his head humbly.

Fu Zechuan didn't mean to blame him, but his heart seemed to be filled with a bowl of bitter water, and the bitter feeling made him feel sorry for him even more. He stroked his hair, "Do you know that in this situation, if I lose my mind, It's easy to hurt you."

Ji Fanfan bit his lip lightly, his timid eyes were full of trust in him, "You won't."

Fu Zechuan was startled when he heard the words, he gently put down the hand on Ji Fanfan's head, his dark eyes reflected Ji Fanfan's innocent appearance, but the devil in his heart bared its fangs at this moment, he suddenly I really want him to know what is sinister.

This dangerous thought had just crossed his mind, but the next moment he had already pressed Ji Fanfan's hands on the wardrobe, and the sound of tearing the cloth was very clear in the darkness.

"What about now? Don't you think so?"

Ji Fanfan looked at him blankly, he would obviously ask him how he felt, why did he show such a threatening expression?

He reflected his pretense of fierceness in his eyes, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "Zechuan, very, gentle..."

Fu Zechuan slightly raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and then looked at him with narrowed eyes. Where did Ji Fanfan get the illusion that he is a gentle person?Think he can keep himself in control?Think he won't hurt him?

He decided to teach this simple little thing a lesson.

He forcefully pulled Ji Fanfan into his arms, turned around and pressed him on the bed...

Ji Fanfan was too tired, he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers, and he was so tired that even the biological clock that had been maintained for many years couldn't wake him up.

It was the first time he indulged himself like this, the first time he was so crazy, and their carnival lasted until dawn.

Fu Zechuan lay on his side beside Ji Fanfan. He didn't feel sleepy at all, and stared at Ji Fanfan's sleeping face with a full face.

He took Ji Fanfan's hand and kissed the back of his hand affectionately. The feeling from last night was still clear, which made him very nostalgic. He had never been so hearty.

Although Ji Fanfan really has no skills, and really knows nothing, and his movements are so jerky that people suspect that he would never have needs at all, and even needs him to teach him personally, but Fu Zechuan just likes him, and likes his immaturity , I like his simplicity.

The itchy feeling on the back of his hand brought back Ji Fanfan's consciousness. There were tears on his pale face, and his voice was hoarse from crying, "Zechuan...I'm so sleepy..."

Hearing his voice, Fu Zechuan's heart softened. He hugged Ji Fanfan's body so that he could get closer to him and feel each other's warmth better. He said with a smile, "You sleep, I won't move around."

Ji Fanfan nodded his head invisibly and then fell asleep again.

Fu Zechuan leaned on his neck and took a deep breath, every particle in the air was covered with Ji Fanfan's breath, although the feeling of indulging in a certain person like this is a bit absurd, but it is very beautiful, so beautiful...

Fu Zechuan was helpless with his body's reaction, but he couldn't ignore Ji Fanfan...

If he tosses someone badly, he himself will feel distressed.

He closed his eyes with a sigh and endured, his endurance has always been good.

But today, the more he endured it, the more parched his mouth became. The key point was that he was still holding the first person he liked in his life, and he began to recall what happened last night with all his might, and he couldn't even control his hands and feet.

"Uh..." Ji Fanfan, who was sleeping, suddenly hummed softly in pain.

Fu Zechuan woke up like a dream, he was panting uncomfortably, he was sweating from the depression, he got out of bed quickly, went to the bathroom to take a cold bath to calm down...

Ji Fanfan slept until noon, when the warm sunlight slanted on his face, he opened his eyes dimly.

He blinked and blinked, unable to tell what time it was and where he was.

But after a few seconds, he suddenly sat up!

But his large movements involved some unspeakable pain, his consciousness finally came back, his little face turned red, and his ears were as hot as fire.

And as he stood up, the quilt that was originally tightly covered slipped off...

Ji Fanfan felt his head was smoking.

He quickly grabbed the quilt and blocked himself tightly, so that only half of his head could be exposed. He bit his lip, not daring to think about what happened last night, but those scenes that made people blush and heartbeat continued. Running around in your head.

He felt like he was whack-a-mole, suppressing the picture on this side, the voice on the other side came out again.

He was so shy that he just wanted to find a shell to put himself in, preferably the whole body.

Ji Fanfan took it easy for a while, and then calmed down his restless heart. He grabbed the quilt with both hands, and got up to get a clean set of clothes to change into.

At this moment, he heard footsteps, raised his head, and met Fu Zechuan who was going upstairs. ?