A weak attack dog blood essay

After the two got into the car, Fu Xian's expression was not good. He held He Juan's hand, which was still cold to the touch in the hot night.

Seeing that Fu Xian was fine, He Juan probably guessed that something happened that he didn't know.

So when Fu Xian asked him why he came here, he explained the cause and effect of the matter.

Fu Xian guessed what was going on almost immediately, and then he calmly asked He Juan if he had met anyone since he came here.

What He Juan was more impressed with was the few young girls he saw after getting out of the car. These people also moved away from He Juan just now. Fu Xian looked a little ugly when he recalled it.

He already knew how He Juan was "invited" here maliciously.

But he didn't tell He Juan these things in detail, it's not that he wanted to hide anything, it's just that he didn't want He Juan to know about the trivial malice caused by him.

He Juan's pure heart should not be polluted by these dirty malice.

Those people will no longer have the chance to get close to He Juan.

At the banquet, Fu Xian drank some wine, and his head was unavoidably dizzy after getting in the car.

He Juan was a little tired after going back and forth in the car at night.

So the car became quiet.

Fu Xian also enjoys this kind of tranquility. The person he loves is by his side, obediently letting him lead him, and his heart is also full. Just now, when he saw the young man suddenly appearing in everyone's sight, he was worried and found that other people coveted him. The anger in his eyes and all kinds of emotions gradually melted away at this moment.

The car was parked outside the manor, followed by two bodyguards in another car.

Only then did Fu Xian realize that the person he was leading had stopped moving at some point.He rubbed his forehead, opened the window, and the hot wind from outside blew in, dissipating some of the alcohol smell on his body.

Then he softly pushed the door open and easily picked up He Juan. His movements were already very careful, but He Juan was only a little tired, so he soon woke up and found himself being held in Fu Xian's arms. Embarrassed: "I'm awake, let's go by myself."

Fu Xian didn't let go, he held He Juan calmly, and said in a low voice, "It's only a few steps away, we'll be there soon."

He Juan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he felt the arms around him were hard and strong, and the heart that was close to him was also beating warmly.

He thought casually, but inexplicably recalled the injury on Fu Xian's arm, wondering if it was healed.

After so long, it should be fine.

Even though he thought so, after entering the bedroom, He Juan still asked.

After hearing this, Fu Xian's eyes were meaningful, which made He Juan feel a little bad.

Fu Xian took off his shoes when he entered the room, and now he was lying on the soft sofa in the bedroom just now, seeing Fu Xian's eyes dim, he subconsciously pulled the neatly folded quilt on the sofa and shook it out to cover himself.

Fu Xian's expression changed slightly immediately, a little nervous: "Do you feel cold?"

He frowned with a hint of annoyance flashing across his eyes, apparently suspecting that He Juan was in a hurry to go out and made him feel unwell now.

His heart immediately felt a little tugged.

He Juan quickly shook his head: "No, I just used it to cover it."

Fu Xian was only concerned, but he was confused, and soon found the hesitation in He Juan's eyes, and he immediately understood what He Juan was holding the quilt for.

So he simply rolled up his sleeves, exposing his smooth arms to He Juan's eyes, and he said with a smile in his voice, "Your strength is too weak, I'll be fine the next day."

He Juan, whose fingers were red and swollen for a few days, said, "..."

Fu Xian originally just looked at He Juan with a smile, but maybe it was because he drank wine tonight, or because He Juan also recalled something at this time, the white ears seemed to be soaked with rose juice.

He was wearing soft home clothes at this time, the clothes were slightly wrinkled, and his black hair lay softly on his forehead.

So Fu Xian's eyes gradually dimmed.

He Juan didn't know why he suddenly mentioned what happened that day. He had been avoiding it for a while, and Fu Xian didn't mention it as if he had forgotten it.He didn't expect that he would ask such a question just now. Judging from Fu Xian's tone, He Juan was sure that he was being laughed at.

It's nothing, He Juan comforted himself in his heart, but he still thought very vaguely, when he came back from Xiaodao for a physical examination, he must ask the doctor if there is any way to exercise the body, not to train muscles, at least it is possible Harden your soft flesh.

He was still immersed in his own thoughts, and he didn't notice that the sofa beside him had sunk in a corner, until the quilt covering him was lifted and a person squeezed in.

He Juan didn't need to turn his head to know who it was, but he still looked over: "What's wrong?"

Fu Xian leaned over, and the two of them got too close, He Juan could even smell the cold winter snow and the smell of alcohol on Fu Xian's body through the tip of He Juan's nose.

His eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his heart was inexplicably flustered, and his fingertips that had healed seemed to have a burning pain.

At this time, instead of saying a word, he seemed very quiet, but in fact, there was a strange desire to win in his heart, and he felt like he would lose if he spoke now.

But it was clear that the cheeks seemed to be soaked in the juice of roses, the eyelashes trembled pitifully, and the young man who stubbornly pursed his lips as if acting coquettishly, was really sweeter and more delicious than the most delicious dessert.

At least Fu Xian has endured until his whole body is hardened, but he still has to endure not to offend.

Reluctant, and also afraid that the kitten that managed to poke out a foot would immediately retract it if it was a little careless.

The tall, sharp and cold young man was tense with forbearance at this moment, his voice was hoarse because of lust, and his voice rang very close to He Juan's ear with restraint: "Ah Juan... I want to hug you, can I?"

The Patriarch of the Fu family, who was indifferent and unattainable at the banquet, even looked a little pitiful now.

He Juan felt that the air seemed to be sticky, and he wanted to speak, only to find that his voice seemed to be clogged, and his pronunciation was a bit dry: "You..."

He was about to say why he asked, but then he immediately remembered that he asked for it.

So he had nothing to say again, but he had an intuition that such a stalemate atmosphere could not last, it would be okay to think about hugging, they had done more intimate things, not to mention that Fu Xian probably felt a little uncomfortable now.

He actually doesn't like drinking very much, He Juan can feel it, although Fu Xian's expression doesn't change when he drinks, as if he doesn't feel like drinking water, but He Juan can sense that he hates it, and just endures it indifferently.

Probably because he has experienced similar things before. He doesn't like his major or his job, but he hasn't reached the point where he can't bear it, so he just endured it indifferently.

It was impossible for him to say yes now.

He Juan's head turned quickly, but within a few breaths, he slightly stretched out his hands that were slightly curled up under the quilt because of thinking, and his body also leaned towards Fu Xian, and then slowly wrapped his hands around Fu Xian's waist.

The soft and warm arms just stuck to Fu Xian's tight and hard waist. Fu Xian's endurance has always been excellent.

But under He Juan's movements, he seemed to be defeated, his back trembled slightly, and his pupils shrank violently and suddenly became like an abyss.

He Juan never said a word, but the two of them knew that this was a tacit agreement.

Fu Xian is different from He Juan's very light and tentative behavior, Fu Xian's gesture of embracing He Juan is full of possessiveness.

The touch in his hand was very soft, Fu Xian put his hand through the casual clothes he was wearing today, and touched the tenderness inside.

So he breathed heavily, his eyes became darker and darker, and finally he couldn't help but lower his head.

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The originally very clear early autumn night suddenly turned into a violent storm.

He Juan, who was caught off guard, could only curl up in Fu Xian's arms, like a kitten that was drenched by the torrential rain and was very overwhelmed, shivering pitifully and cutely.

The midsummer wind blows in through the slightly open window, with a mild and gentle touch, but also a bit of fierceness.

Placing a spacious sofa in the bedroom is undoubtedly a very prescient decision.

The original plan was that He Juan would read a book on it, even if he rolled a few times, he would definitely not fall off.

At this time, the young man who used to lie on the sofa and read a book leisurely grabbed Fu Xian's hair with some weakness, but soon he didn't even have the strength to do so.

The rain was too heavy, and shrinking into Fu Xian's arms was just another type of self-inflicted trap.

He whimpered aggrievedly, his beautiful peach eyes glistened with mist, and this slight expression of emotion was quickly suppressed by Fu Xian gently and greedily.

The weather in summer is changeable, and the rain that was originally very turbulent finally stopped.

The gray sofa was battered by wind and rain, and it was crumpled when it was smooth.

The kitten seeks shelter in the arms of a ferocious beast in the rain, its soft and white belly is pitifully flushed with mistrust.

The soft and delicious cat's claws are regarded as food by wild beasts, which is almost unsightly.

There are also faint teeth marks and a deep rose color in the most tender places.

The heavy rain really made He Juan extremely overwhelmed, so during this pause, the voice he had been holding back all this time finally became a little angry: "I, I don't want it anymore."

When he said this, his overly delicate and pink earlobes trembled cutely.

Originally, the weather should have looked a little bit cloudy/pin/rain/ji, but it started to rain heavily after his words.

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Drenched by the rain again and again, the shivering kitten, which had no strength in the end, was protected by the beast in its arms and went to a safe place.

He Juan finally put on his pajamas and lay down on the soft bed. After a few seconds, he felt that someone lifted the quilt on the other side leisurely.

So he changed direction silently.

Fu Xian felt that he was so tired that his body was getting hotter after he had just calmed down, but he had already done a little too much just now.

So he only approached He Juan, the young man immediately opened his peach blossom eyes wide vigilantly, the end of his eyes was still soaked in a beautiful pink, he was almost unable to retreat under Fu Xian's movements, he could only curl up into the soft gray pitifully in the pillow.

The earlobe with teeth marks is more white and tender on the gray pillow.

Originally, Fu Xian was only planning to say good night and beg for a good night kiss, but when he saw the young man who was extra vigilant and soft with his belly exposed, he felt a little nasty in his heart.

So his tone was excessive with obvious guilt: "Don't sleep yet, you are injured, you need to apply some medicine."

He Juan was already very vigilant and flustered, but when he heard Fu Xian's serious tone, he had to endure being polite and not ask Fu Xian out of the bedroom, and retorted calmly: "Just now...wasn't it already in the bathroom just now..."

He didn't say these words completely, but he felt that Fu Xian could understand them.

Of course Fu Xian understood, but after applying the medicine, he saw his sweetheart's lovely and innocent eyes looking at him, so he couldn't hold back and helped his sweetheart take a bath again.

And what makes He Juonong a little autistic is that he also secretly checked the knowledge on the Internet before, and it is clear that the roles of the two should be reversed.

But in the end, Fu Xian felt very energetic every time, as if he had taken a tonic.

Instead, he even asked for leave the day after he promised Fu Xian to act as a couple.

Those enthusiastic students in the new classmate group knew that he had taken sick leave for a long time before, and they were very worried when they heard that he asked for leave again. They even planned to organize someone to visit him, but he refused in shame and indignation.

Fu Xian saw that He Juan took the bait innocently, so he smiled meaningfully: "Need to start all over again."

He Juan curled up his toes under the quilt, and then suddenly became stiff for two seconds.

The round and pure white pearl-like feet/toes under the quilt also have thin/dense red/scars at this time...

He finally couldn't bear it anymore, he held his breath and pushed Fu Xian, but he didn't push, but he still said what he had been brewing in his heart for a long time: "Please sleep in another room."

Fu Xian's smile finally disappeared.

The author says:

To condemn Fu Xian is too much!

——, -20;

To condemn Xia Aruo is too much! !

Hey, I changed it three times, I'm tired——

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!