[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

"Oh, oh, buddy," Luo leaned into Ferranante's ear and teased in a low voice, his expression and tone fluttering, "You look like you can't wait to pounce on this little guy now! Oh, poor thing children."

"Rom," Ferranante shook the cup slowly, his movements were extremely elegant, he smiled happily at the opposite side and took a few sips of Zhengyu, and also lowered his voice, "Need me to remind you what to do and what not to do Is it?"

Luo rolled his eyes and waved his fist in the void, "Come on, I know all about your petty thoughts!"

"So?" Ferranante squinted at him, his expression unchanged.

Zhang Yang's momentum shrank in an instant, Luo shrank his fat body, nodded dejectedly, "Okay, okay, I won't say anything!"

"Very good." Ferranant was extremely satisfied, and he did not hesitate to praise him.

"Hmph!" Luo rolled his eyes a few times quickly, feeling that he was really sorry for the conscience of heaven and earth if he let go of the great opportunity in front of him so easily, so he moved closer to Ferranante and said in a low voice, "Hey , man, those two vineyards to the south of yours are not bad."

Ferranante glanced at him knowingly, then slowly stretched out an index finger, "One."

Luo quit and continued to fight, "Two!"

"Very good." Ferranant retracted his fingers and said casually, "Half of them are gone."

"Damn it, you won!" Luo scratched his hair angrily, "Just one!"

Ferranante raised his eyebrows, "The first batch of wine will be sent to me."

Luo opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and looked at him tremblingly, "Vampire! Profiteer!"

Ferranante smiled gracefully, with a humble expression, and his expression was outrageously composed, "Thanks for the compliment."

Oh, anyway, there are so many grapes in the village that they are left to rot, so there is no loss if this drunkard uses them, isn't it?

After that, I tasted several kinds of wine one after another, all of which were self-brewed varieties that were not available in the market but tasted better. By the time I tasted it, it was already dark.

"Okay," Ferranante stood up, "That's all for today, Zhengyu, I'll take you back."

"Ah," Zheng Yu was taken aback for a moment, but now he was reluctant to part with him, "So soon?"

Ferranant half-truthfully said, "Yes, hurry up, or Flint should call the police."

Zheng Yu laughed out loud, squinted her phoenix eyes slightly, and tilted her head, "Come on, you're not afraid at all."

"Good." Shaking his head, Ferranant reached out and patted his head, then nodded to Luo, "Farewell."

"Ha, goodbye!" Luo said goodbye to them loudly, whistling wildly behind them, "Hey, kid, take care! Haha!"

"Uh," because there are too many varieties, even if you just drank a little of each, the added up alcohol content is already quite a lot. I didn't feel it when I was sitting just now, but when I stood up suddenly, I was just drinking a lot of alcohol. Yu just felt dizzy, his feet were weak, and he smiled a little more silly than usual, "Oh, he is really enthusiastic."

Ferranante reached out to support him, nodded, "Well, very enthusiastic."

Zheng Yu tried to stand up straight and walk on his own, but what he got was an ending where he almost fell to the ground, and finally had to rely on Ferranante's support.

After putting the person in and carefully fastening the seat belt, Ferranant patted Zhengyu's face, "Zhengyu?"

"Huh?" The wine he just drank has started to slowly pick up his energy now, Zheng Yu only felt that his face was a little hot, and the things in front of him gradually began to have double images, "Haha, Ferranan Te, you, you look like you have three heads! Haha!"

The reddish cheeks due to the effect of alcohol, the hazy eyes, and the ruddy lips with a faint wine fragrance

Straightening up, Ferlanant covered his forehead and took a deep breath of the cold air.

It was already quite a distance from Zhengyu's apartment. By the time Ferranante parked the car at the door of the apartment, the co-pilot had already fallen asleep.

"It's raining?" Ferlanant unbuckled his seat belt and patted his face lightly.

"Hmm." Sleeping Zheng Yu just tilted his head, frowned slightly, and murmured indistinctly.

Ferranante chuckled, reached out and touched his lips, "It's raining?"

This time there was no response.

Ferranante leaned over, bringing a shadow across the face of the sleeping man, and their breaths were entangled.

Fascinated, she stretched out her hand, gently slid across her eyebrows, across her cheeks, and lingered on her slightly parted lips.

"It's raining~" Ferranante's voice was a little hoarse, and he couldn't help chanting the name of the person in front of him, and his body was getting lower and lower, and finally, he gently touched his soft lips.

It was soft and cool, with the aroma of the wine tasted in the evening, but Ferlanant felt that the taste at this moment was much sweeter than the wine drunk in the cup.

Gently licking and rubbing her lips, quietly tracing the shape of each place, and then sweeping along the open gap to the inside, wiping little by little.

The softer touch inside cracked Ferranante's proud self-sustainability for a moment, so he absorbed the unique taste and breath of this person even more frantically.

"Hmm." Zheng Yu moved in a daze, and there was a sound that he was about to wake up from behind.

Ferranante blinked, then deepened the kiss further.

The lack of oxygen caused Zhengyu to struggle instinctively, and the desire to survive made his brain clear up at an unprecedented speed, "Uh huh! #%"【Let go! 】

However, this kind of struggle will not hinder Ferranant at all, but will make him more convenient.The moment Zhengyu opened his mouth, Ferranante's tongue penetrated further, almost licking his throat, sucking and tsk-tsk.

Ferranante's kissing skills are undoubtedly superb and powerful. Zheng Yu can only feel that one of his tongues is being rolled around, and the air in his mouth and lungs has been completely consumed, making him unable to breathe at all.

Fortunately, this person didn't intend to rape or kill himself, and finally let go before suffocating himself to death.

Zhengyu, who was able to breathe again, was panting desperately, physiological tears oozing from the corners of his eyes, which shone brightly under the light, making Ferranant feel itchy in his heart, and couldn't help but lower his head to lick again.

In the cold air, the temperature of the hot tip of the tongue became more and more obvious. Zhengyu jumped up violently, broke out in an extraordinary way, pushed Ferranant away, quickly opened the car door and ran down.Just now, he felt that he was almost scalded.

What's even more embarrassing and hard to say is that Xu Zhengyu really doesn't hate him!Even, does it even feel good?

damn it!

Zheng Yu who came to this conclusion wished he could take off his head and crush it on the soles of his feet!It's not so embarrassing!

Within a few tens of seconds of trembling looking for the key to open the door, Ferranante had already rushed over from behind, easily turned Zhengyu over and pinned it to the wall, staring seriously into his eyes, and said clearly and in a low voice, "I love you, Zhengyu."

Mr. Xu Zhengyu, who had been confessed by countless beauties since he was a child, was completely stiff and didn't know how to react.

The fiery breath sprayed over, making Zhengyu so hot that he couldn't avoid it, but Ferranante was not the kind of character who understood, or understood, but didn't even bother to retreat. Rubbing her earlobe, she whispered in a bewitching voice, "So, love me, okay?"

love me, okay?

The low tone of voice was full of undeniable affection, and the scorching breath that sprayed out almost burned him, and there seemed to be a strong vortex rising in the eyes in front of him, and the speed was getting faster and faster, almost attracting Zheng Yu's whole body into it.

Ferlanant, who was whispering, leaned down slowly again, and sucked Zhengyu's collarbone domineeringly with slightly cool lips.

The seamless contact made Zhengyu, who was still dazed and shocked, suddenly come back to his senses, and once again exploded, he desperately lifted the person on top of him, quickly opened the door and got in, and Fei, who was about to follow in dangerously, Lanant shut the door.

"Zhengyu, open the door!" Ferranant, who had finished confessing and hadn't gotten a result yet, was in a very unhappy mood, but after calling out a few times, there was no response at all, "Zhengyu?"

For a long time, Zheng Yu shouted outside almost out of control, "Please, let's go! I'm going crazy!"

Throwing himself onto the bed in a daze, Zheng Yu felt as if his whole body was going to explode, his mind was full of Ferranante's exceptionally deep eyes and hoarse and deep voice just now.

Going crazy!

What the fuck is wrong with me? !

Alright alright!I love Italian coffee, Italian clothes, and even Italian beauties!But this doesn't mean that the son still likes Italian men!Especially a man who is more attractive than himself!

Didn't you clearly say that you don't like him, and you can't like him?Xue Gongcan, what is this person who has been in your heart for so many years now?

Pounding the soft goose feather pillow in frustration, Zheng Yu rolled himself into a cocoon, thinking that it would be more realistic that the end of the world would come soon.

Damn Ferranante!

Damn it, Xu Zhengyu!

Very good, now you want to escape and pretend that the relationship between you is still an extremely pure friendship is impossible.

He is romantic, but not obscene, and he is not an emotional liar. He can't pretend that he doesn't know anything after knowing that a man has special feelings for him, or that nothing happened.

Ferranante is handsome, elegant, with a rich family and a successful career, and his charm is so surging that even if he just stands quietly in a corner, it can dim everything else in the hall.As long as he thinks, he will be the most gentle and considerate lover in the world. As long as he thinks, the handsome men and women who fall into his arms like moths to the flame are enough to line up from the Arctic circle to the equator!

As for himself, he was not his moth.

Such an excellent man, there is really no need to waste too much energy on himself.