The big guy's little baby is too sweet

Unexpectedly, the boy didn't fall asleep at all, he stretched his legs inadvertently, the light in the room was too dim, Fu Ziming didn't pay attention at all, he tripped directly, and because of the effect of inertia, his body leaned forward.

Seeing that he was about to fall, he grabbed someone's exposed calf subconsciously. Fu Ziming couldn't help but exclaimed and wanted to withdraw his hand.

However, someone grabbed his wrist violently, and with a little force, he was helpless and fell into his warm embrace.

When Si Yunyou came out of the shower, he only had a bath towel on his body, and it was already loose after he lay down.

Not to mention hugging people with such a big move now.

All of a sudden it was really Akagi relative.

Smelling the soft fragrance of Fu Ziming's body, he already had a reaction, and couldn't help but hold on.

He didn't sleep at all, and couldn't sleep...

Fu Ziming rushed over like this, and happened to be sitting on top of him. Before he came back to his senses, he heard him gasping heavily.

In the dark, Fu Ziming couldn't see his face clearly, but the warm and heavy breath directly spilled into his neck, stirring up a series of fires.

Especially with his bare skin against him, so sexy and comfortable...

"I'm sorry..." Fu Ziming's heart went numb, Jun's face turned red instantly, and he struggled.

"Are you okay?" Si Yunyou pressed his palm on his waist without letting go, his breath was a little unsteady, but his tone was still calm.

"No, it's okay..." Fu Ziming couldn't help shivering as he felt his getting hotter and hotter, and struggled to shake again.

"But, I have something to do..." His big palm didn't seem to use any force, but it was pressed tightly, and no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move. When he said this sentence, he had already lost his previous calm. He leaned over, his voice hoarse. Rusty iron, "You sit on me, it hurts..."

Fu Ziming was shocked, as if struck by a bolt of lightning, his whole body was numb.

Why did he talk like that!

Oh my goodness.

They are not children anymore.

What, what does this mean?

"Did you do it on purpose?" In the dark, no one saw the corners of Si Yunyou's lips rising slightly. He lowered his head and touched his lips. Warm breath sprayed down. Pressing his waist with his big palm, he began to move restlessly. Wandering, neither light nor heavy, stirs up a ripple.

Fu Ziming trembled, his whole body went numb, he hurriedly pushed him away in a panic, at a loss, "Don't, don't do this, I..."

"Want to go out?" Si Yunyou's tone was light, obviously a little hoarse, but with a sense of oppression and displeasure.

Fu Ziming subconsciously denied, "No, no, I just want to go to the toilet..."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly hid in the bathroom, clutched his chest, leaned against the door, and breathed in fresh air.

What is he trying to do?

No, do you want to do it?

It was so obvious just now...

The teenager has grown up and is well developed.

The thing that was against him just now, really...

Fu Ziming felt weak all over.

He knew what it was anyway.

I have also had...

Every time I think of him, I also get up.

I thought I had already thought it through and could bear all the consequences.

However, when he kissed him, even when the hand touched him, he was still so flustered that he didn't know what to do.

Fu Ziming looked at himself in the mirror, blushing as if dripping water.

He kept rinsing his face with cold water, and after a long time, he finally calmed down completely.

Pretending to finish using the toilet, he opened the door and walked out.

Only then did I realize that the boy was standing at the door without knowing when.

Under the dim light, Jun's face was a little heavy, and there was a strange redness.

"I can't take it anymore." He stared at him faintly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he squatted down and hugged him horizontally.

He was angry, that's right, the long-suppressed anger and longing, at the moment he just pushed him away, completely reached the peak, burning away what little reason he had left.

I wanted to bear it a little longer, plan it well, wait for him to adapt, and stay by his side obediently, begging for mercy.

Who knows, it's useless at all.

When he came back, he fell asleep.

I didn't even want to talk to him more.

Or run out to sleep.

Why are you afraid of being like this?

why?

Fu Ziming was taken aback for a moment, then struggled subconsciously, "Don't..."

However, just as he opened his mouth, he put him on the bed, covered her directly, and sealed his slightly open red mouth with his head lowered.

The scorching kiss was like a flood without a dike, rushing in surgingly, fierce and crazy like fireworks ignited in an instant, the two people who had been suppressed for a long time trembled at the same time, trembling uncontrollably for a moment.

Si Yunyou didn't give him any chance to speak, the tip of his tongue kept attacking him, snatching his lilac with an unstoppable force, stirring his mind.

The long-term depression made him like a wild beast that lost his mind. Wherever he went, a raging fire was ignited.

At the same time, his hands reached into his pajamas, literally wrapping around his strong, lean waist.

"Don't, don't be like this..." Fu Ziming softened completely, a little dazed.

He was even more frightened by such ferocity and trembled, but such a powerless refusal would only arouse his wilder animal nature, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he was completely eaten by him again.

The rough ones, without any experience and rules, and the crazy ones want to plunder.

Fu Ziming was powerless to fight.

A strange and throbbing feeling surged, and Fu Ziming, who liked him so much that he loved him to death, was flooded with yearning, his hypoxic head lost the ability to think, and it had already started to go blank, and his little hands could only scramble Clinging to his strong shoulders, let him kiss.

However, the grievance in his heart spread up completely uncontrollably, making his eyes red for a moment, tears swirling in his eyes, almost uncontrollable coming out of his eyes, "You...why did you do this to me?"

He thought he could listen to his arrangements.

Is a lover, also willingly.

But no.

He was really aggrieved.

very sad.

He doesn't want to do this.

"Why?" Seeing his tears, Si Yunyou finally regained consciousness, but the blood redness in his eyes subsided, and instead entangled him more intensely.

These years, he didn't feel well, did he get better?

He is even more uncomfortable than him, a hundred times more painful.

That kind of longing and helplessness almost burned his soul.

"Yes, why? Aren't you with Young Master Yuyu? What does that mean?" Asked by him, Fu Ziming couldn't bear the grievances that had filled his stomach for so many years, and cried out.

Si Yunyou felt that there was no fire in an instant.

Holding his teary little face, kissed him deeply, growled in a low voice, his voice was hoarse as if bleeding, "Who am I with? Huh? I think you're going crazy, you know?"

He didn't know, of course he didn't know about Nan Yan...

It was up to him to ask his father and uncle to help him leave him. He was so small back then that he couldn't even be found, let alone want him back, even if it was to meet him!

Every day and every night, he tried that penetrating longing, which made him feel so painful that he even thought of dying.

But as for him, it's okay to be alone, and there are other men with him, and he smiles so charmingly at others. Do you really think that in this way, you can leave him, find another man and start over?

Hehe... Impossible, never possible!

Unless he is dead, otherwise, Fu Ziming, you will always be mine, only my Fu Yunyou's.

"You, what do you mean?" Fu Ziming was in a daze.

Miss him, crazy?

How is this possible?

Obviously he likes Master Yuyu.

They are already engaged.

His liking, in front of him, is just a burden.

Let him avoid it.

"Facing your photos and videos every day, I comfort myself..." Si Yunyou bowed his head next to his ear, and softly uttered your shameful words.

God knows how ambiguous this statement is.

The hot breath poured into Fu Ziming's ears, making him numb all over, "You, you..."

What do you mean, self, self~~ comfort...

Ahhhhh!

They are not yet of age.

"I already have feelings, only for you..." Si Yunyoujun's face was contorted, as if he was angry with himself, he was very annoyed.

But he didn't touch him again.

I really don't want to steal the forbidden fruit before I grow up.

In the past ten years, they have missed too much.

He wants to be gentle, he wants to treat his well.

Although, I don't know how long I can bear it.

The long-term depression, the anxiety and pain of the past ten years, broke out completely the moment he was hugged in the car.

There is only one thought in his head, which is to possess him, to possess him thoroughly, to make him hurt, to cry, to be angry, to make him feel angry, to let him feel the pain... Then, let him truly belong to himself.

Really returned to his side.

The joy and madness of regaining what was lost, as well as the endless longing, made him want to integrate him into his blood.

"You..." Fu Ziming trembled for a while, his face was so red that he couldn't bear it.

He actually said such things to him.

And the video...

It turned out that he had been monitoring him long ago.

Everything is under his control.

No wonder, when I saw him, I wasn't surprised at all.

"Don't worry, I won't touch you until you are willing." Si Yunyou hugged him and lay down.

This time he didn't say anything about being underage.

"It's getting late, go to bed first, and you will know who I like in the future."

Si Yunyou bit his ear, with an indescribable lingering feeling, and in the end he suddenly went crazy for some reason, wrapped his earlobe in his mouth, and murmured to himself like a child, "Zi Ming, you Is it really back? I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Fu Ziming shook his head.

Haven't responded yet.

He pressed down his handsome face, and before he could answer, he bit his fair neck hard. The pain caused Fu Ziming to exclaim that he didn't let go until he bled, and he asked in pain, "Tell me Me, does it hurt?"

"You..." Fu Ziming shivered in pain, but it was more uncomfortable.