deep desire

Sensitive parts fell into Feng Si's hands, Lu Jing was deeply embarrassed: "Let go."

"You still want to run when you're here?" Feng Si reminded him, "Mr. Lu, today you delivered it yourself."

There was no light in the room, so Lu Jing couldn't see the banter on Feng Si's face, just by his voice, he could imagine his expression when he said this.

However, it was indeed him who delivered it to the door.

There was a lot of silence, and Lu Jing couldn't say those difficult words. If it was back then, Feng Si would have understood what he meant with just one look.

But the man now says that if he doesn't speak, he won't get what he wants.

Hearing Lu Jing's deep and heavy breathing, Feng Si tore apart his well-dressed suit and shirt with his hands attached to his lower back, and stroked his waist back and forth flesh to flesh.

Lu Jing tilted her head back deeply, trying to avoid it, but there was a wall behind her, Feng Si's body pressed against it, lowered her head slightly, and bit his Adam's apple.

A suppressed voice rolled out of Lu Jing's deep throat, and Feng Si's tongue licked wantonly at his most sensitive part, causing him to react almost immediately.

Lu Jing couldn't stand him doing this, so she pushed his shoulder: "Stop licking..."

Feng Si not only didn't stop, but rubbed his moist and hot lips all the way up his neck, after kissing the ear, his breath stopped beside his ear: "You really don't want to say?"

Lu Jing took a deep breath, and her voice was gnashing her teeth: "That's all you have."

"The aggressive method is useless," Feng Si sneered, "I don't accept that."

Lu Jingshen: "Let go."

Feng Si laughed softly, lowered his hand, and patted his buttocks tightly wrapped by suit pants: "Let go again? Why did you follow me back just now?"

Knowing that Lu Jing was in a deep embarrassment, Feng Si didn't want to let him go, and every sentence was exposing him.

After a stalemate for a while, Lu Jingshen raised his hand suddenly, pulled Feng Si's collar forcefully, imitating what he did just now, and bit his Adam's apple hard.

Feng Si was pulled forward by him and fell a small step forward. The lower bodies of the two of them were almost pressed together. Feng Si let him vent. Obviously he also reacted, and he was still able to control the rhythm calmly. Lu Jingshen let him go, still saying: "Mr. Lu, don't say it, I don't understand what you mean."

Lu Jingshen was determined not to say that he wanted him to fuck her, and his good self-cultivation prevented him from cursing, Feng Si's hand that had been making trouble turned forward: "If you don't want to say it, let it go, then it will be the same as before. "

In the end, I still use my hands.

When he fell into the bed, Lu Jingshen's body was completely out of control. In the dark, he couldn't focus his sight, and could only touch another person's body by feeling. The ambiguity and eagerness were enough to burn his reason.

When the light was on, Lu Jing blinked hard, Feng Si's drooping eyes were gradually reflected in the blurred vision, which was very different from when he was laughing at the ball a few hours ago, those dark pupils were full of dark tides Move, almost engulf him.

It was only for a few moments.

Lu Jing's sanity returned, and Feng Si wiped the stain on his lips with his fingers, reminding him: "I'm going to take a shower, Mr. Lu, you can do whatever you want."

Lu Jing grabbed his arm subconsciously, Feng Si looked back calmly: "Is there anything else?"

Lu Jing's deep breath was still a little unsteady, the fingers holding his arm tightened slightly, and the words came to his lips, unable to speak under Feng Si's calm gaze.

Feng Si pushed his hand away unhurriedly, got up resolutely and went into the bathroom.

Lu Jing lay deeply on the bed and closed his eyes, struggling to prop up his body, unconsciously licking the taste of his lips made him frown, but the more he was like this, the more he couldn't express his truest desire.

Sitting beside the bed in a daze for a moment, Lu Jingshen managed to regain his senses when he heard the sound of water coming from the bathroom, took out a paper towel to wipe off the filth, put on the ravaged clothes, and left silently.

He didn't turn on the light when he returned to the room, and stood in the dark for a while. He walked to the sofa in the dark, and dug out what he wanted from the innermost layer of his suitcase standing there.

It was put in when he was packing his luggage before coming here. Lu Jingshen could not remember the ricochet that had been kept in the drawer of his bedside table. Maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe he had already expected that he would need this.

Pressing the switch, the beating frequency made his palms feel hot. In fact, he seldom used this kind of thing, and he was psychologically repulsed. He didn't want to admit that he had to rely on it to get real pleasure, but now, he couldn't care less about it.

Closing her eyes and leaning back on the sofa, Lu Jing slowly unzipped her suit pants with trembling hands.

Early the next morning, Liu Jie and the others returned home first after finishing their trip here.

Lu Jing is used to getting up early, even though he didn't sleep well.

Distraught, he walked out of the hotel, originally intending to walk around the neighborhood by himself, but when he reached the end of the street, he saw Feng Si buying postcards at the opposite bookstall, talking and laughing happily with the stall owner.

Lu Jingshen stopped on the side of the street, looked at him quietly, and didn't move for a while.

Until his cell phone rang, it was a call from Lu Jingqing.

Lu Jing pressed down to answer, and the person on the other end of the phone asked if he was planning to go on vacation, why hadn't heard him say that before.Lu Jing's deep gaze was always on Feng Si, and he replied absent-mindedly: "It was a temporary decision, and I happened to be here to participate in the negotiation meeting."

Lu Jingqing was silent for a while and asked again: "Ah Shen, are you going on vacation at this time? And you will be there for two weeks, with your assistant?"

Lu Jing gave a vague "um", and Lu Jingqing reminded him: "I don't know what you think, but I think you hate this kind of relationship."

Lu Jing frowned deeply, subconsciously said: "No, I am not what you think he is."

Lu Jingqing: "You don't have to deny it to me, the important thing is your own thoughts, and I just care about you, the past..."

Lu Jingshen interrupted her: "Sister, I will leave the matter to you first, I will go back after a short break."

He rarely called Lu Jingqing that way, after all, they were born within half an hour of each other, but every time he called that, Lu Jingqing knew that he was seriously begging himself.

"Forget it, as long as you know what's in your mind, take a good rest, I will watch over the company."

After hanging up the call, Lu Jing was slightly relieved, and the people on the street turned their heads inadvertently, and their eyes fell on him.

Before Lu Jingshen could react, Feng Si, with a cigarette in his mouth, had already wandered across the road and walked towards him.

"What are you doing standing here?"

Before Lu Jing could say anything, Feng Si said with a smile, "Good morning, Alex."

Lu Jing was slightly taken aback. During those three months, every morning when he opened his eyes, Feng Si would smile and say the same sentence to him. He remembered, and Feng Si also remembered.

Lu Jing came back to his senses and asked him: "You smoked early in the morning, is your addiction so heavy?"

Feng Si wiped out the smoke casually: "It's just boring, what are you doing out so early in the morning?"

"Come out and take a walk when you wake up." Lu Jing looked a little uncomfortable.

Feng Si shook the postcard in his hand: "Do you want it? It's rare to come here."

Lu Jingshen was not interested. His family had traveled all over the world, so he didn't need to send postcards. Besides, he didn't have any friends who were close enough to send postcards.

Feng Si saw through him at a glance: "Forget it, pretend I didn't ask."

They went back to the hotel together, and while having breakfast in the restaurant, Feng Si took out a pen to write a postcard.

Lu Jing, who was sitting across from him, couldn't see clearly what he was writing, and his attention fell on the pen in his hand, which was the one he had bitten the cap of the pen with his mouth when he signed the fuel bill at the airport the day he came.

After Feng Si finished writing, he looked up and saw Lu Jing staring deeply at his pen: "This signature pen is a limited commemorative edition. I bought it in the Middle East last year. Do you want it?"

Lu Jingshen: "...Why did you go to work in the Middle East?"

"You said that," Feng Si explained casually, "there are a lot of local tyrants over there, like someone who was stolen without a copper coin, but still wearing a brand-name watch worth several million, he is also a local tyrant, Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to take him into the car casually."

What he said seemed to be true and false, like a casual joke, but Lu Jingshen suddenly felt a little lost.

Feng Si handed over the pen: "If you like it, I will give it to you."

Lu Jing hesitated for a moment, reached out to take the pen, and unconsciously rubbed the cap of the pen with her finger when putting it away.

After writing the postcard, Feng Si asked Lu Jingshen if he had any plans to go: "I heard from your brother that you go to France every year for vacation and bought a winery there?"

Lu Jing said perfunctorily, "It's clean over there."

"It turns out that your vacation is to find a place where no one is around to hide from the world," Feng Si said with a smile, "Can you take me to see it?"

Lu Jing's refusal was so deep that she stopped, and under Feng Si's bright and smiling eyes, she changed her words: "You can go if you want."

After breakfast, Feng Si went to post postcards.

There is a postbox on the street opposite the hotel, Lu Jingshen stood aside and waited for him, glanced over, Feng Si sent a total of two postcards, I don't know who they sent them to.

When Feng Si turned around, he lowered his eyes and focused on the stones on the side of the street.

"Did you just peek at me?"

Feng Si asked abruptly.

Lu Jing frowned deeply, Feng Si said: "Curious who should I send the postcard to?"

Lu Jing's deep gaze fell back on him, hesitant to speak.

"The postcard was sent to," Feng Si dragged his voice, staring into his eyes with a smile, "I don't want to tell you."

Realizing that he had been tricked by him, Lu Jingshen's face froze slightly, and his voice became a little bit colder: "Let's go."

Just turned around, and was pulled back by Feng Si's arm: "If you want to know, just ask directly, is it interesting to be awkward?"

Lu Jingshen: "I don't want to know."

He was indeed a little curious before, but Feng Si's attitude as if he could control everything made him very uncomfortable, it was last night, and it is today, he would rather not know.

Feng Si let go of his hand: "Okay, forget it."

Lu Jing turned around and left.

Feng Si followed, staring at his face with his head tilted: "Are you angry?"

Lu Jing didn't want to talk to people.

Feng Si: "Boss Lu has such a temper, he gets angry after just a few words."

Lu Jing stopped in her tracks and turned to face him.

"Don't use aggressive methods, I don't like this either."

Feng Si laughed loudly: "Alex, I found that you are actually quite interesting."

It was probably the first time in his life that someone said it was funny. Although Lu Jingshen didn't like it, he followed his words: "You are not bad."

"Of course, I am very happy to have such an evaluation from you."

Feng Si said cheekily, before Lu Jingshen could react, he put his arms around Lu Jingshen's shoulders: "Let's go, I'll take you around."