Beauty is not the same [Quick Transmigration]

Hao Su: "Sir."

How reserved and indifferent the calm face looks, how much more intimate hugs are needed at this moment.

The shameless desire to be touched seems to break through the skin and come out from the most delicate place.

On a piece of skin the size of a nickel, there are 25 meters of nerve fibers and more than 1000 nerve endings. ①

At this time, Fan Qing's waist was hugged by Hao Su, and her back was pressed against the opponent's chest, almost half of her body was embedded in the opponent's arms. For a person suffering from skin hunger, it can be imagined And know how exciting it is.

The turbulent longing was like a tide rolling up and beating, causing his nerves to convulse unconsciously.

The sense of confusion and partial satisfaction turned into extreme forbearance in the throat, and the delicate fingertips were finally pinched until blood oozes.Bright red blood drops spread across the fingertips, staining the neatly manicured nails.

In the noisy bar, the president could even hear the man's breathing clearly and feel the slight vibration of the man's chest when he spoke.

The rapid spread of the numbness on his skin caused his brain to rage continuously, and it was really going to get out of control.

"Fan...President Fan, please..."

The middle-aged man looked like he hadn't closed his eyes for several days, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyes were also pitch black, and his posture was tired.He is a partner of Fan's family, because of a momentary fascination, he shoddy products for profit, and terminated the cooperation after being discovered by Fan Qing.

As soon as this incident came out, people in the circle were unwilling to cooperate with the other party.The middle-aged man begged to no avail, and finally used some connections to ask Fan Qing out.

The reason why the location was chosen at the bar was because the other party felt that the environment here was relatively relaxed, and perhaps Fan Qing would be easier to talk to in private.

Not only that, he also called many people of the right age, both men and women.

The middle-aged man made good plans, but he didn't know that what Fan Qing hated most was being touched by others.

Skin-hungry people can quickly spiral out of control at the slightest touch, praying for more.That kind of itching and numbness will instantly capture the heart and soul of a person, and it is so strong that it grows and expands in every cell and fills the mind.

As soon as Fan Qing entered, the person who had been instructed in advance tried to hold his hand and make him sit down.

His reaction was a little slower than ordinary people, and he dodged in time, and the back of his hand was accidentally touched.

With a little touch, he immediately retreated from the box.However, the lawful mechanism has been destroyed, he needs to go to a quiet place to calm down, so as to avoid more out of control.

How could the middle-aged man know that he had provoked the other party's taboo, and he is still begging for mercy at the moment.

Fan Qing kept trembling, and her secretive, cold eyes were filled with anxiety because of exhaustion of patience.The fingers pinched deeper, only this little bit of pain could barely keep him awake.

He almost gritted his teeth, resisting more inappropriateness, and coldly said a word to the other party: "Get lost!"

After the sound ended, there was a gasp that only Hao Su could hear.

Fan Qing's chest rose and fell, and those who didn't know would think that he was being pissed off by a middle-aged man.But only he knew that it was the attack of skin hunger and thirst, and every inch of his body was covered with unbearable itches.

It's not enough just to get this point, to be hugged tighter, it's better to be neck to neck, fingers to fingers, comprehensive, without any barriers.

want to……

The more eager he is, the colder the expression on his face is, like ice, making his aura look even more terrifying, like the sky covered with dark clouds before a storm, which makes people instinctively fear.

Fan Qing's cold and ruthless appearance made the middle-aged man turn pale, and he trembled as he wanted to continue explaining.This matter cannot be messed up today, otherwise, he will have nothing.

He can't have nothing!

"Fan...Fan..." After thinking about it, I'm afraid it was only because he offended the other party by calling a lot of people without authorization that Fan Qing turned around and left without even entering the box.

"Sir, I have notified the security at the gate, I believe you don't want to be thrown out in public, right?"

Hao Veteran took Fan Qing back a little bit, preventing the middle-aged man from meeting each other.More touches made the opponent's back slightly arched, and his throat rolled continuously.

He speaks calmly, and there is an aura around him that makes people dare not be free and presumptuous.His squinting eyes and gentle face made the middle-aged man dare not step forward.

But soon, the middle-aged man came to his senses. He was threatened by someone who looked like a bartender.

In such a bar, before the company had an accident, he could have bankrupted the other party by stomping his feet, so he quickly stopped paying attention to the other party, and directly reached out to grab Fan Qing.

"I'm talking about cooperation with Mr. Fan, what are you? Be careful, I'll let your manager fire you!"

The middle-aged man's face was sullen due to lack of sleep, his attitude was tough, and he was arrogant.He has been pushed to the end of the road, and he can only firmly hold on to Fan Qing, the life-saving straw, so he has no sense in his hands.

The middle-aged man's words jumped into Fan Qing's ears word by word, the CEO could hear what the other person was saying, and could see what the other person was doing, but before he could dodge any more, he saw the other person suddenly fell to the ground .

The waiter who hugged him—whether it was Hao Su's clothes or what he said to inform the security just now, made the CEO who was a little confused at this time believe that he was the waiter of this hotel. Before his hand was about to grab his arm, he raised his foot and kicked him in the stomach, causing him to curl up on the ground.

Hao Su wasn't scared by the middle-aged man's attitude, his pretty peach eyes were full of interest, and he was smiling, even more arrogant than the other party, the so-called guest.

"As you wish."

The man's voice has a unique deep feeling in such an environment, full of unspeakable magnetism.

That loose and gentle tone rang in Fan Qing's ears, and the air flow rushed over and hit his earlobe.

When the CEO came out, he had already seen Hao Su's figure, and his loss of control also started from that moment.It was as if a thunderbolt sounded in my mind, vibrating.

When being hugged by the other party, there was a brief pause in thinking, and the feeling of comfort continued to rise because the skin was touched.

Poor perfume, poor clothing, and the waiters have financial difficulties written all over them from head to toe.

The dignified and powerful president was hugged intimately by the other party in the flashing lights of the bar, and even trembled because of the other party.

There are two types of skin hunger, one is urgent, needing hugs, caresses, and a series of behaviors full of intimacy and love.

The other is due to the subjective lack of caress, intimacy, etc., resulting in psychological obstacles, and then gradually unwilling to contact with others, and disgusted with excessive skin contact. ②

Fan Qing belongs to the first type. He has very serious skin hunger and thirst, which can drive people crazy.

That feeling of not wanting to be touched all the time, that dense and spreading itching.He tried to see a psychiatrist and comfort himself, but nothing worked.

There is a tooth mark on Fan Qing's arm, which he bit out by himself five years ago.

For more than [-] years, because she knew that she had very serious skin hunger, Fan Qing had always kept an absolute distance from others.But after his parents passed away, Fan Ru tried to control the sovereignty of the Fan family, took the opportunity to drink him with added wine, and sent him to the room that had been arranged in advance.

Fan Ru knew that with his character, if he moved someone, he would definitely not leave it alone, and the other party tried to use this to manipulate him.

Fan Ru made enough preparations, he even saw Fan Qing's sexual orientation, and arranged a man for him.

However, the other party has calculated thousands of times, and still missed one point, which is Fan Qing's willpower.

The president, who had just taken office not long ago, did not give in, but pushed the people arranged by Fan Ru out of the room with all his strength, and then lay down in the bathtub filled with cold water.

Alcohol and skin hunger and thirst attack at the same time, Fan Qing's usually cold face also showed a look of embarrassment, he shrank himself into a ball, his eyes were red.Compared with that glass of wine, it was the latter that broke him down more.

The bathroom is covered with textured tiles, uneven, and Fan Qing almost masochistically sticks the back of her hand on it and scratches.

However, no matter how hard he used, even the skin was scratched, and the desire to be satisfied still did not diminish in the slightest.

So he bites himself.

Viciously, even his mouth was filled with the smell of blood.

I don't know how long it took before he was finally able to suppress that crazy feeling.But he was also on the verge of collapse, and passed out not long after he got out of the bathtub.

After returning to Fan's house, Fan Qing immediately settled the matter with Fan Ru.He withdrew Fan Ru's authority in the company. If it wasn't for Fan Pengyue—that is, his grandfather to mediate, Fan Qing would have kicked Fan Ru out at that time.

But even so, since then, Fan Ru has never had the opportunity to get close to the power center of the Fan family.

There are many strange things about meeting a middle-aged man today. Fan Qing| didn't know beforehand that it was the other party who invited him here, let alone that there were many people specially arranged there.

Thinking about it, it might be Fan Ru's handwriting again.

If Fan Qing really showed all kinds of ugly things in the bar, she would definitely be on the headlines of major newspapers and websites tomorrow.

Fan Qing's breathing gradually deepened, and his sluggish nerves felt that the other party stretched his tightly pinched fingers.

While the pain subsided, he also heard Hao Suwen's very voice, with a well-trained professionalism, preconceived ideas are always fatal: "Sir, your hand is injured, you need to deal with it immediately."

He called him Mr. again.

So tender it almost drowns.

Hao Su gently pinched Fan Qing's injured fingertips, and was pinched so hard by the other party that the bright red blood was still oozing out, inadvertently, even his fingertips were stained a little bit.

In the noisy bar, among the embracing figures, boundless ambiguity and beauty overflowed for no reason.

Because he was looking at Fan Qing's wound, Hao Su lowered his head a little, and his chin just touched the opponent's shoulder.

His attitude is natural, without any intimacy, even his eyes are calm.

When Fan Qing turned her head, she could only see the man's excellent side profile and his downcast eyes focused.

When he settled the matter with Fan Ru five years ago, the other party once said a word in a mocking tone: "Didn't the psychiatrist say everything? Instead of holding back, it's better to find someone to solve it, maybe it can help How about your recovery?"

He suddenly felt that maybe Fan Ru was right, why couldn't he find someone?

The man in front of him was in the right place—he was short of money, and he had a lot of money.Also, his looks fit his aesthetics.

He likes this man.

Hao Su's hand holding Fan Qing was suddenly held back by the other party, and the middle-aged man was still lying on the ground moaning continuously.The other party had called so many people in advance, and the location of the box would not be bumped by too many guests.

At this moment, no one cared about the middle-aged man, only to hear Fan Qing's voice, with a cold posture, and hot eyes: "What's your name?"

There was more discomfort in Fan Qing's voice, Hao Su was so close to him, and it was easy to detect the other party's state at the moment.

His gaze stayed on Fan Qing's hand holding him, skin hunger?

Not much to do, but an indulgence in itself.Hao Su also turned his head to face Fan Qing.

"Hao Su."

They were so close that they could feel each other's breath, between the opening and closing of their lips, there was an optical illusion that had been encountered countless times.

This far exceeded the distance between strangers and did not make the president back away. Instead, he relaxed a little and asked a somewhat offensive question.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend or boyfriend?"

"No."

To be honest, there was no hesitation, and the waiter looked very satisfactory in all aspects.

His hair was specially done, even if he was wearing cheap clothes, because of the temperament of the owner, he had an elegance far beyond its price.

Even the plain white shirt gave him an elite look.His muscles are smooth, even through the clothes, people can feel that the other party has a very good figure under the clothes.

Touching the fingertips, the moment of relief is like a traveler in the desert being nourished by an oasis.

last question.

"Have you ever done it with someone else?"

He looked at Hao Su with an absolutely cool posture, meticulous in suits and leather shoes, and looked at Hao Su and asked.