Beauty is not the same [Quick Transmigration]

"do|love?"

When asked like this, the man who looked like a waiter still smiled with a good temper.He said those two words in a casual tone, directly hitting Fan Qing's already weak heart.

"No."

When Hao Su was talking, Fan Qing looked at the other party intently, not missing any of his expressions.His answer was quick and direct, without any hesitation, and it was the truth.

But her attitude was too calm, Fan Qing suddenly felt depressed, she even forgot that she was still holding Hao Su's hand, her fingers wanted to pinch herself, and at the same time she said again: "Has anyone asked you this before? "

The young man looked aloof, he didn't seem to know how sweet he looked when he asked this sentence.

It was because he cared that someone had asked him the same question, and the possessive desire in his bones was causing trouble.

Hao Su stretched his clasped fingers, stepped back, and maintained proper etiquette.

Before Fan Qing got anxious, she chuckled, "Only you have asked me that, sir."

His tone had a funny and helpless feeling towards the person who asked the question, as if he was wondering why this expensive guest would casually ask a waiter such a question.

But he did abide by his own professional standards, answering every question, Wen Xun was very good.

The coat that was splashed with red wine was on his arm, Fan Qing didn't notice that he was being attacked more seriously because of the disappearance of half a hug.

The hand let go by Hao Su and the back that had been touched by the other party were constantly itching, eager to grow, like vines.

Wanting to...be hugged.

Fan Qing pursed her lips, trying her best to be patient and making his whole body colder, but the dull feeling in his heart disappeared because of Hao Su's answer.

He looked even more wrong than those who were drunk, not only the corners of his eyes were red, but his pupils seemed to be watery.

"Sir, are you drunk?"

Hao Su asked him, but the deep voice made Fan Qing's attack worse.A hug is close at hand, but there is no way to get it.

"No."

The voice was also trembling indistinctly, but it was covered by the loud music.

Fan Qing maintained her superficial calm, endured the torment like being bitten by insects and ants, and called her assistant.

The other party was waiting for someone outside, so he rushed over quickly. When he dealt with the middle-aged man in an orderly manner, Fan Qing took the initiative to take a step closer to Hao Su.

The distance that was opened just now returned to the ambiguity, the president's beautiful and alluring face was shrouded in light and shadow, and he was in a very lewd state.

"300 million per month, real estate under my name, luxury cars, jewelry... I can give you whatever you want."

He was as frank as if he was talking to Hao Su about a very common thing, without any extra euphemism, just stating it plainly.

And there is only one condition to get these, that is: "Follow me."

Soothe his emotions and satisfy his needs when his skin hunger strikes.

The lamp above the head changed another color, covering Hao Su's beautiful eyebrows and eyes.He twirled Fan Qing's blood-stained fingers, and saw that the other party mistook him for the waiter here, but he didn't give any explanation.

With his upper body lowered, he approached Fan Qing, using a gentle tone to reveal the true meaning of the other party's words.

"Sir, do you want... me?"

He bit down the pronunciation of those two words very nicely, and they didn't seem to have the original meaning.

When Hao Su leaned over, every cell in Fan Qing's body was clamoring to hug the person in front of him tightly.

My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't control it at all.

Just about to move.

"Yes." He admitted his intention, and then he saw Hao Su's soft smile.

"So can I know the specific obligations I need to fulfill? For example, how many times a day do I need intimacy, to what extent, and how much pleasure I want to get?"

Fan Qing didn't know if Hao Su had such a rigorous attitude towards every job. His initial thought was just to let the other party alleviate his illness, but as Hao Su's problems came out one by one, he felt shamefully that heartbeat.

Looking at each other, Fan Qing suddenly felt a familiar reaction from his body.It was the same as when he was tricked into the hotel by Fan Ru five years ago and soaked in cold water.

"Unlimited."

The reserved and indifferent CEO looked at Hao Su, but only answered his first question. In the end, even his eyelids dropped, and his lips were pursed even tighter.

After the assistant finished handling the matter of the middle-aged man, he saw his president leaving with a bar waiter—or maybe the bar waiter was guiding Fan Qing out.

The assistant was one of the few people who knew that Fan Qing had skin hunger and thirst. The other party never went to crowded places and hated contact with others, so he took it for granted that it was the latter.

It's just that he's a little weird, the president is too close to the other party, right?Suddenly, the assistant thought they were holding hands.

Impossible, impossible, the assistant thought, even if it was the end of the world, with the character of the president, he would not hold hands with other people.

Before leaving the bar, the assistant made a phone call first. The middle-aged man was able to let Fan Qing come here, but the twists and turns in the middle have not been found out yet.

When he was about to go out, he received a message from Fan Qing.The other party asked him to go home directly, and the car was outside.

The assistant didn't think much, the screen of the phone went out, and he strode out, away from the place where people's ears were almost deaf.

At the same time, Fan Qing's phone screen just went off.

The president took people to a five-star hotel. In the presidential suite, he threw aside the mobile phone that had just sent the message.

The two are facing each other, both of them are well-dressed.

Fan Qing's voice was cold: "Now, take|take off your clothes and kiss me."

The president was raised by the Fan family since he was a child, and his food, clothing and housing are all top-grade.His clothes are custom-made, his perfume is specially formulated, but at the moment, he is invaded by cheap everything.

Hao Su embraced Fan Qing, lowered his head, and kissed Fan Qing's lips.

A sharp roar exploded|exploded|exploded|exploded|exploded|exploded in Fan Qing's mind, he was satisfied, and his throat trembled|twitched continuously.

Fan Qing had never been so close to anyone before, and he never knew that it was the feeling of being hugged and kissed when the illness broke out.He couldn't wait to get closer to Hao Su, and hugged him tightly with both hands, even deepening the kiss a lot.

He raised his head, and there was incomparable comfort and happiness in his watery eyes.

But Fan Qing obviously forgot one thing, and because of this, she frowned again after hugging her tightly.The suit was attached to Hao Su's body. He subconsciously wanted to back away, but he was held tightly by the other party the first time he made a move.

There is more resistance to each other, boundless, with kisses, touches, and hugs.

Just a hug without crossing the line directly drove him to tears.

Hao Veteran held Fan Qing's screaming urge|movement|stuck|stuck|into his throat, and strictly performed the duties agreed in advance.He kisses him, in a businesslike manner.

He didn't tell him, sir, you were too anxious, he just helped him.

But precisely because of that kind of official business, it is more comprehensive than usual.Hao Su seems to have carefully studied the method of kiss|kissing with a high degree of professionalism in a place that Fan Qing has never seen before.

It's just like that, it's even more fascinating.

When the kiss finally ended, Fan Qing was still hugged by Hao Su, this time it was a thorough hug.

Like the worst addicts, they simply cannot leave the people around them.

The result of not touching anyone for more than 20 years is that when Fan Qing suddenly came into close contact with others—even if it was only hugs and kisses, the skin hunger and thirst rebounded directly, gnawing at him tens of millions of times. every inch of skin.

The nerves were tortured extremely painfully, but the waiter who had just reached an agreement with him helped him patiently over and over again—he let him hug and kiss him.

However, it is still not enough.

Fan Qing seemed to be back in the bathtub filled with cold water five years ago. He lay in it and let his clothes get wet.

But he didn't need to torture himself anymore, rubbing the back of his hand against the tiles, and he didn't need to bite his arm hard, reminding himself to return to normal with the overloaded pain.

He has Hao Su.

They said yes, they made a deal.

The same hand, which was broken and bled by the tiles five years ago, was pressed on the skin full of texture five years later.

"Hao Su."

With just one look from Fan Qing, Hao Su understood what he meant.But he still asked in a spirit of contract: "Do you need me to continue helping you? Sir."

The answer is self-evident.

Fan Qing closed her eyes, "Go to the bathroom."

He also said, "My name is Fan Qing."

"Mr. Fan."

"You can call me by my name." Hao Su is different from others, he is not an employee of Fan Qing in the true sense, he is his close person.

"Love."

The bathroom is spacious and bright, and the lights are shining, which makes people feel in a trance.Fan Qing only looked up and was covered by a warm hand.

"Glaring."

The kiss was too hard just now, and Hao Su's voice became a little hoarse.He adapted to his new identity very quickly and took good care of Fan Qing.

Until he saw the deep tooth marks on the opponent's wrist.

Fan Qing's skin is tender, and a little force can leave marks on it. Just now, he just pressed the corner of his eye, and there is still a little red mark there.

The same is true on his body, Hao Su hugged him a little tighter, and the corresponding position behind his back showed signs of being shackled.

Hao Su held up his hand, lowered his eyelids, and pressed his fingertips on the tooth marks, the flesh of that piece sank slightly, and the surrounding skin began to heat up.

"Who bit?"

It was clearly the same tone, but it gave people a feeling of low pressure for no reason, and even the eyes seemed full of danger.

"Myself."

Hao Su raised his head and looked at Fan Qing, the danger increased instead of diminished.He understood Fan Qing's character, if he hadn't been forced to do so, the other party would not have acted like this.

"Can you tell me why?"

He is like a master in love, step by step, full of delusion.

The water at a suitable temperature from the shower hit Fan Qing's body, and the large amount of foam from the shower gel gave off a soft fragrance.Hao Su raised Fan Qing's wrist to his mouth, matched the tooth mark, and bit it lightly again.

With a little effort, there is pain emerging.

But every time Fan Qing had an attack of skin hunger and thirst, she would try to remind herself with pain that a kind of conditioned reflex had been formed invisibly.

Pain overlaps with other sensations.

Hao Su's hair was wet with water, he hugged Fan Qing again, and called his name when the other's desire [referring to skin hunger and thirst] reached its peak.

"Love."