go beside the loyal dog

When Jiang Likun saw Feng Zhen again, it was winter four years later.

Jiang's mother gave birth to a pair of twins two years ago. The two little dolls like to cling to Jiang Likun very much. Every time they see him coming home, they will grin and lean towards him. Jiang Likun brought the two children to the hospital this time Vaccines.

There is a small veterinary shop not far from the military hospital, and there are cats and dogs coming and going in it. The living standards of the people have improved a lot in recent years, and they seize the business opportunities to make a lot of money. The wealthy people who have made a fortune have caught up with the trend and become fashionable, and they pretend to be decent and have pets.

Feng Meimei, the only old dog in the Feng family, is already ten years old. Among dogs, she is already considered an old dog above middle age. This dog is just like a human being. It has many problems when it gets old. Feng Zhen specially brought it with him when he returned home. He came to the vet to have a look.

Feng Meimei is old, and the right hind leg was hit by a group of mischievous children from the school near her home in a game a few years ago. There were many puddles in the rainy day, and the old dog fell into the puddle when he fled halfway back. , and almost failed to come back, and when the villagers saw that he had fished it back, his leg was also lame.

That day, the sky was blue and cloudy, and maybe there were sporadic warm sunshine, but the wind outside was also painful to the skin.

Jiang Likun's two new siblings are very lively. The boy is called Jiang Xinrui, and the girl is called Jiang Mingjia. The two-year-old is terrified of needles, struggles desperately with his buttocks up, his big round eyes are red and wet from crying, Don't mention how pitiful the sample is.

"Brother, I don't want to go home, I want to eat..." The two dolls, big and small, hugged Jiang Likun's thighs and refused to get in the car to go home, their eyes were full of longing.

Jiang Likun didn't like children, and he was able to endure these two little guys in front of him because of Jiang's mother's strict instructions that she must be optimistic about these two little devil kings under the order of death.

"Go home and eat your ass, I don't have any for you..." Jiang Likun was impatient, and he stuffed the two fart children into the back seat of the car. The guard next to him pulled Jiang Likun's sleeve in embarrassment. Said, "Jiang, brother Jiang, it's KFC, not gnaw...cough..." He looked at the two unpopular children and explained with some reluctance.

"It's all the same, take them back quickly," Jiang Likun has become more silent and violent in the past few years. There are so many bloody tasks, it seems that his bones are full of blood, and all his patience is given to the one he loved back then. The heart-piercing person didn't even have much patience with his two younger brothers and sisters.

He doesn't like children, doesn't need children, and even in the future, his only other half won't need children either.

Women and children are the biggest obstacles blocking him and Feng Zhen.

"But, Brother Jiang... Madam told us to take them around when she went out, we..." This new little guard is really cute, facing the four watery eyes, he had no choice but to Bite the scalp and open your mouth.

"I'm not free," Jiang Likun took out a cigarette and lit it, and with a sullen face planned to call someone under him to pick him up in a car, but with a casual glance from the corner of his eyes, he froze in place.

Not far away, Feng Zhen was talking to an elegant woman with her face sideways, and Feng Meimei by her legs was doing her best to stay by his master's side, occasionally poking her head to look around without making a sound, the young and stern Ronghua What's more, only the corners of the lips are slightly raised, and the gentle smile makes people feel like a spring breeze.

The cigarette in his hand tightened at first, and then fell from his fingertips. Jiang Likun immediately came back to his senses with a hiss. He raised his foot and crushed it, and told the little guard without turning his head, "Take the child back, I have something to do and won't go back tonight."

Clap, clap, boom boom boom

The closer he got, Jiang Likun's footsteps were filled with iron and lead, and it was difficult to move forward. He heard the sound of his footsteps becoming more careful and lighter, and he heard his heart that had been silent and numb suddenly revived, and the fierce rushing 'bang' , bang bang...', something stuck in my throat.

At that moment, Feng Zhen was turning his head, eyes filled with icy ice looked at each other calmly, he watched Jiang Likun approaching with a natural expression, and heard him say with dry lips, "Long time no see...Feng Zhen."

Feng Zhen raised his eyebrows and smiled with curved lips, "Don't come here without any problems."

Jiang Likun almost obsessively described the young man's sharp eyebrows, straight nose, and thinner lips and smile with glued eyes. If it wasn't for the presence of another woman beside him, I believe Jiang Likun would have liked to have Feng Zhen held it in the palm of his hand and hid it in the deepest part of his heart. However, the second his gaze touched Feng Zhen's Pingbo Wuhen eyes, Jiang Likun seemed to be shivering from the cold, and his fingers curled up around his legs trembled, making his voice difficult Speechless.

Speaking of which, the three present were all old classmates, and that woman was Ding Ya whom Jiang Likun had always been on guard against.

"A Zhen, I'll go back first, and call me after you're done." Ding Ya glanced at Jiang Likun lightly, with peaceful eyes, and even a gentle and beautiful smile on her face.

She is different from other girls, how long can she last to love someone, not to mention unrequited love for more than ten years, love that never gets a response is desperate, but Ding Ya never thinks so, when her love is gone It has become a habit, and I believe that no one can reject her understanding and tolerance for more than ten years.

Love is a process from quantitative change to qualitative change, and Ding Ya and Feng Zhen both have positions in each other's hearts that no one else can talk about. There is no relationship that is closer to the heart than relatives, but also reassuring.

Because of this, Jiang Likun was so jealous of Ding Ya but felt powerless.

"Let's talk." Jiang Likun tightly clenched his sweat-soaked palms, and stared at Feng Zhen with sharp black eyes.

Feng Zhen didn't think there was anything to talk about between the two of them, but he had just come back not long ago, and he had a lot of things to do, if he couldn't get rid of him now, there might be more troubles in the future.

He wanted to take out a cigarette from his pocket to smoke, but only after groping around with his fingers did he realize that he seldom smoked since he came back, so much so that now he couldn't help but want to rummage through his pocket when his temper became impetuous.

"Well, what do you want to talk about?" Feng Zhen frowned impatiently. He was under too much pressure these years, and he had to figure out everything by himself in foreign countries, and he couldn't rely on others for anything. He didn't have anyone in his heart to discuss ideas with. He was holding back things in his heart. Over the years, his temper became ruthlessly suppressed, and in the end he couldn't control his temper even more.

Jiang Likun's eye sockets are deep, and the circles around his eyes are hazel. His eyes staring at Feng Zhen are dark and heavy. He is no longer the innocent boy he used to be. For Feng Zhen, he is bound to win.

The man stretched out his hand to hold Feng Zhen's wrist, "Let's find another place to talk."

Feng Zhen took a deep look at him, with a darkness in his eyes that Jiang Likun couldn't understand, and turned around to take a taxi to where he lives now.

After Grandpa Feng returned home, his whole mental state improved several times. After staying at home for a few days, Feng Zhen rented a house in a quiet urban area near the airport, which was convenient for office and also considered for future commuting. The convenience of the capital.

Feng Zhen lived on the third floor, and there were only three houses on each floor. He opened the door and bent over to change into a pair of slippers. The house had just moved in, and the things inside were sparse and empty.

Feng Zhen walked in, raised his hand to pour himself a glass of water, and the man who was pressing behind him scanned around vigilantly, closed the door with his backhand, and said, "You live here now?"

Feng Zhen didn't say a word, and casually put the water glass in his hand on the glass table, leaned over to find a pack of cigarettes in the drawer, pulled out a cigarette twice to light it up, put it in his mouth and took a deep breath, Only then did he let out a long sigh of relief.

The man seemed a little surprised. He wanted to step forward to stop him but felt that he didn't have the right to do so. He endured it again and again, frowning and persuading him, "You smoke less."

Feng Zhen raised his eyelids and took a cool look, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The wind outside was a bit strong, but Feng Zhen turned on the air conditioner in the room, and he didn't feel cold after entering. On the contrary, Feng Zhen was more angry. He flicked the cigarette ash in his hand, and Feng Zhen began to take off his coat unhurriedly .

Dark blue coat, light gray towel, blue and white plaid sweater... In the end, only a thin layer of white cotton sweater remained. The upturned buttocks and slender legs were all tightly wrapped in the well-fitting black trousers , when the arms are bent back, the beautiful butterfly bones are gently lifted, just like a pair of thin and delicate wings, which is deeply fascinating.

The man's eyes were fixed on Feng Zhen's little Adam's apple, which he raised up and swallowed while drinking water. When he came back to his senses, he had already tightly locked him in his arms, and opened his mouth to bite on that sexy and alluring place.

Feng Zhen squinted his eyes, looking at the man with his back facing the chaotic leaden sky, as if a god descended.

Jiang Likun licked it lightly twice, and then sucked Feng Zhen's soft lips. Those deep eyes made people's heart sway.

Feng Zhen closed her eyes, let him tentatively nibble on her lips, swiped her lips and tongue a few times, and felt the seductive fragrance emanating from the sweet saliva, like a siren seducing people to fall step by step...

"I miss you very much." Someone whispered in his ear.

Open your eyes, your eyes are cold, let the man kiss the center of the eyebrows, nose, chin... Then it stays on the lips, and then the hem is lifted, the lips are so flexible that they turn to bite the red beans on the chest, and suck hard, Feng Zhen reflexively hugged his head with both hands.

In the next second, "啪----" the man was directly drawn to the side of his face.

Feng Zhen still looked at him quietly, touched a bitten bruise on his neck and pulled the corner of his mouth coldly.

Jiang Likun was stunned, and the whole person was dumbfounded. Seeing that Feng Zhen was about to turn around and leave without delay, he threw himself forward and called him mournfully, "Feng Zhen, Feng Zhen..."

He is already crazy, this man has gone crazy long ago.

Clothes were scattered all over the floor. Feng Zhen gritted her teeth and grabbed the new sheets under her body that she hadn't slept in for two days. The eye sockets shrank from the heat, drips of sweat kept oozing out from the eyes, falling down, and then gently dizzying one deep dot after another.

The hair on the forehead was still gently brushed aside, Feng Zhen squinted her eyes and couldn't open them, watching the man lightly hugging him and changing his posture, watching himself slapping him softly, the hole under his body was covered Going deeper, the wolf who had been reared so hard finally tore away the simple and honest image of a loyal dog in the past, grinding its back molars and gnawing its prey into its belly.

Just when Feng Zhen thought that he would be severely crushed by the rampaging thing in his body, when the man shot the white stick that was hot enough to burn the cave, Feng Zhen finally left half his life .

Feng Zhen lay motionless on the sweaty towel dripping on the pillow, gasping like a small animal, trying to slow down the aftertaste of the heroic and ferocious.

It was completely dark outside, and there was only a dim bedside lamp by the bed. Feng Zhen was dizzy for a long time before realizing that the kissing position of the person on her body had slipped all the way down, and finally it was swimming in the sensitive back.

Feng Zhen raised his eyelids and glanced at him, and when he recovered, he kicked him out of the bed.

The Beast, who didn't take advantage of it enough, had burning eyes, surprised and aggrieved at the same time.

Feng Zhen ignored him, took a cigarette from the drawer with his backhand and lit it, and said in a futile tone, "You can go back."

Now it's not enough to pretend to be wronged, Jiang Likun's complexion changed, he leaned forward, and asked angrily, "What do you mean?"

Feng Zhen paused, looked at the man's expression carefully with his face straightened, and suddenly smiled, the sarcasm in his eyes was as sharp as a knife, "Isn't that why you talked to me?"

Jiang Likun's face was livid, as if he had seen a ghost.

Feng Zhenlue sat upright, pinching Jiang Likun's chin and sneered, "Look for me to sleep with you, and you can avoid falling in love. Anyway, I don't have a suitable partner right now. If you agree, just stay with me like this."

The vast smog blurred the smile on Feng Zhen's face, "Look, it's so good, I want you to love me, and no one is in the way."

The big hand pinching his wrist squeezed so hard that Feng Zhen almost couldn't take out the cigarette at his fingertips. Then he raised his eyes to look at Jiang Likun, and saw this man with a face like a donkey's and gritted his teeth, "I really, like, like, you!"

Feng Zhen smiled lazily, and asked, "Really?"

The man nodded heavily, holding Feng Zhen like a child and refusing to let go, "I like you, I only like you, since I was a child."

Feng Zhen patted his head, nodded, with a look of indulgence, "I know, I know...you go back," he said perfunctorily and gently like coaxing a child, "Go back quickly."

Jiang Likun was overjoyed at first, and when his eyes touched Feng Zhen's indifferent eyes, he couldn't help but froze, and repeated dryly, "I really like you, I only want you, only you...let me stay, I won't go."

"Yes, I like it," Feng Zhen laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back, but he still stretched out his hand to push Jiang Likun away, and said with a smile, "Now you can go?"

"This bed has no place for you..."

Feng Zhen said the last sentence very seriously.

Such Feng Zhen really scared Jiang Likun.

Looking at the man who staggered out with his trousers in his hands, Feng Zhen patted the bed and laughed until tears flowed down his face.

You see, he can't leave me.

How could I let him leave me, and how could I let him stay with me happily? !