A weak attack dog blood essay

In fact, regardless of what happened in the morning, He Juan had a lot of fun during the day. Fu Xian didn't do anything excessive when he was outside. What he did most was hold his hand or give him a hug.

It's not that Fu Xian has never done these things before, and He Juan even got used to them later.

He Juan was still a little bit reluctant to go back at night.

Fu Xian was naturally aware of his emotions, and he asked calmly and gently, "Did you have fun today?"

He Juan went back to the villa side by side with him, their hands were still intertwined, the hot summer night breeze brushed against the hem of their clothes of the same style, He Juan said without hesitation, "Happy, I haven't been this happy for a long time."

Fu Xian's cold and sharp thin lips bent softly, and he seemed to be careless but hid his guidance: "We will have a long vacation in a while, how about we go to the island to play?"

He Juan heard it, and soon his heart moved.

It was spring when he woke up. At that time, he was lying on the hospital bed. Even when he recovered, he would wear a mask and gloves when he went out, and he could hardly touch anything. After he slowly recovered, it was already summer.

Fu Xian showed him some pictures of the scenery of the small island before, and he was attracted by it. Now that he heard Fu Xian's words, he hesitated for less than a minute before agreeing: "I think this proposal is quite good. of."

So it's settled.

That night, He Juan was lying on the bed reading a book after taking a shower, and saw Fu Xian coming over.

He was keenly aware that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he put the book upside down and asked a little warily, "Is there something wrong?"

Fu Xian's black hair was steamy, he was wearing pajamas, the neckline was opened a little casually, and the large collarbone was exposed in front of He Juan with the reddish vapor from the shower, so he was actually quite masculine.

But showing He Juan is the same as showing to the air, He Juan didn't notice his calm seduction, but pointed out very bluntly: "Your pajamas are still wet, don't sit on the bed yet."

Otherwise the sheets will become damp.

Fu Xian paused for a moment, a trace of helplessness quickly flashed in his eyes, he could only obediently took the hair dryer to dry his hair, and his clothes were quickly dried, so why did He Juan accept the little rejection and acquiesced to Fu Xian's words? near.

Fu Xian watched He Juan pick up the book, as if he was about to turn his ears off the window, he stretched out his hand to cover He Juan's book: "Today is not over yet."

It might have been an accident at the beginning, but Fu Xian quickly made a very precise plan, and tonight was the most important step, which would even make their relationship closer.

He Juan sensed other meanings from this sentence, so he couldn't help but look over: "What do you mean?"

Fu Xian took out the book in his hand, clamped the bookmark on that page, and then put it aside. In this action, he and He Juan got very close, like a couple who are really in love. Like a couple: "Didn't you agree to spend the day like a couple?"

He Juan immediately realized what Fu Xian meant, and also sensed the ambiguous distance between the two of them. His white fingers resting on the dark gray quilt trembled, but he still asked calmly, "What are you going to do now?" What?"

Fu Xian lowered his eyes, and looked at the long and slender fingers that were made more lustrous by the dark gray. The color of his eyes was as dull as a dark gray quilt.

Then he leaned closer to He Juan and whispered something in his ear.

He Juan froze for a moment, his delicate and fair cheeks suddenly turned red, and his toes under the quilt curled up because of Fu Xian's words: "You, what do you mean?"

Fu Xian said: "Didn't you tell me in the morning that I should ask you for instructions before doing these things?"

He added: "Jian, do you agree?"

Although He Juan has never been in love, he knows that couples will indeed be very close, and it is very normal to do some things.

But he hadn't even imagined this.

Fu Xian saw that he didn't answer right away, so his tone was seductive: "You haven't tried it, don't you feel curious?"

He Juan was not curious before.

But at this moment, the two of them were so close, and the dim light in the bedroom shrouded it, as if it also had an ambiguous color.

He Juan found that he was really moved.

So he asked, "Do you know how to do it?"

His words were tantamount to sending himself to the mouth of a beast. Fu Xian didn't have high expectations at first, and he was ready to be rejected. Hearing He Juan's words, his pupils trembled, and his eyes almost Immediately put it on He Juan: "Know a little bit."

He Juan was a little curious and worried, so he hesitated a little and said, "Or..."

forget it.

This sentence was stuck between the lips and teeth.

After a few minutes, Fu Xian's deep voice sounded softly and firmly in He Juan's ear: "Let's try it."

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He Juan's skin is very tender and soft, so it is particularly prone to redness.

The same is true of the most vulnerable places.

The color is a very beautiful soft color.

Because He Juan was very shy, he turned a little dark rose.

Being slightly squeezed, He Juan couldn't help frowning.

At this moment, his fingers dropped and hit the corner of the table, and a slight mist appeared in his eyes: "It hurts..."

Fu Xian also frowned, still comforting He Juan very gently.

Gradually, He Juan curled his toes into a ball and grabbed the dark gray quilt.

In the end, He Juan was carried by Fu Xian to take a bath again.

He Juan was well-behaved the whole time. He was stimulated tonight, and his voice was a little hoarse, so he doesn't talk much now.

Fu Xian took a bath for him, until he got to the place where he was injured. Fu Xian looked down at his red fingers because they hit the corner of the table. They were originally fair, but now they had a deep rose color, and there were different shades. bloodshot, he bowed his head and kissed: "Why is everything so delicate?"

He Juan was stimulated again by Fu Xian's pecking kiss, and his body trembled a little.

He couldn't help but said, "I think it's almost done."

Fu Xian was already satisfied today, he looked at He Juan's expression, and felt that if he went too far, he might have to go to the guest room to sleep tonight, so he restrained himself a little, and tidied up both of them.

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