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It rains and the sky clears, and the sky is as clear as a wash.

The wind blowing on the sea carries the cetaceans thousands of kilometers away, singing in unison with the seagulls flying low overhead, making the cruise ship sailing to the island very lively.

Meng Yi was sitting on a recliner wearing sunglasses, basking in the sun with Fu Juehan's arms on his pillow, his upturned feet were swaying beautifully, and his fat beach pants were bulging by the wind, like two big devils caught in them fish.

"Hey, life is really pleasant, no wonder rich people like to take vacations."

He hummed like a piggy, and put his weak foot on Fu Juehan's calf, "Brother, can we come here often in the future?"

Fu Juehan gave a low "hmm", held his head and rumpled the curly hair into a blind chicken coop, "Is it so fresh? Haven't you come out to play before?"

He remembered that Meng Yi traveled around all the year round, looking for strange sound materials to go back and cut them into sleep aid audio. At home, he had at least seven or eight hard drives for collecting sounds.

"I've been out, but it's all by myself. Chen Lin doesn't like to move, and I don't like being with strangers, so I haven't signed up for a tour group." He raised his paw and waved it smartly, "That's it, Grab a dice and throw it on the map, I will go wherever I hit it, collect sounds when I go to the place, check in the famous scenic spots and go back, it’s not very interesting to be alone.”

He is not born with the temperament to love running around. No matter how far a child who loves his home goes, he is bound by his home.

It's just that the number of times he can go home is too limited, and subconsciously, in order not to let himself be idle, he wanders around the world twice in three days.

But traveling alone is cool and romantic, and traveling alone is also embarrassing and lonely. To put it bluntly, he is just greedy for the feeling of being accompanied.

Fu Juehan understood him better than anyone else, and he could directly read his heart with a single sentence. He turned his head and pinched the tip of his nose, and his voice was much softer: "Do you like to come out and play together like this?"

Meng Yi snorted in a nasal voice, and lay on his neck embarrassingly: "Did you see it? Am I so obvious?"

"Well, I'll know what you're thinking when you poke your butt."

"Yo Yo Yo, you're amazing. If you know me so well, won't my married life in the future be completely transparent, with no privacy at all!"

Fu Juehan pinched his face, rubbed the soft flesh red, leaned into his ear and whispered: "What privacy do you want? I don't know about your scandals? Where have I never seen it?"

"Oh, don't talk into my ears, I can't stand it..." His ears were all red, but he still squinted his eyes and shook his head proudly like a ghostly puppy.

"It's like our young gay in adolescence has a lot of things on his mind, such as hiding money to reward the little anchor, such as going to the bar on weekends to order a flower wine, and buying Pikachu with the beautiful bartending sister, entertainment There are more activities."

Fu Juehan glanced at him, "Do you still know how to order flower wine? Who taught you?"

This is a slang word in the bar, and it probably means to ask the young princess who is accompanying the drink to feed the guests drinks in different ways.

Lap-feeding, mouth-to-mouth feeding, and larger-scale feeding Fameng has been seen in the film, but he has no courage, so far he has not dared to try it.

"Don't worry about it, I'll go to Wangjiang to order something secretly after my salary is paid next month."

Fu Juehan nodded, "Okay, I'll notify your manager to stop your salary now."

Meng Yi stared exaggeratedly, "Oh my God, the big boss is abusing his power!"

Fu Juehan suppressed a smile, "Ang, after signing with you for so many years, I suddenly regretted it. If I had used some money to put some pressure on me, I would have been confused by my sleep. How could so many things happen."

Meng glanced at him, "Unspoken rules for me? Does a small anchor like me with no background and connections have to accompany our big boss?"

"It just so happens that I order some flower wine, and I'll give you a raise when I'm done serving."

Meng Yike got excited if he said that, and jumped on him like a puppy, his soft hair rubbed against his chin, his lips parted and closed when he spoke, revealing the bright red tip of his tongue.

"Then what if I don't serve you well? Is Mr. Fu going to spank my ass again?"

"If you don't beat you, if you don't serve well, your salary will be suspended, and your card will be frozen. What can you do if you can't even toast, and don't run around if you haven't trained the puppy well."

When Fu Juehan said this, he pinched his waist with one hand and put his other hand behind his head. When he casually raised his eyes, he always had a condescending feeling, which made people want to surrender involuntarily.

Meng Yi's eyes shifted from his superior jaw line to his strong biceps, and his mind began to race uncontrollably, fuck it, Fu Juehan is so enthusiastic about scolding people.

His cheeks were slowly becoming blush, and he swallowed quietly, when his round Adam's apple rolled down, he suddenly encountered some obstacles.

Meng Yi blinked his bewildered eyes, and saw Fu Juehan press the pulp of his thumb on his neck.

Not only pressing, but also scratching around the Adam's apple, rubbing with fingertips, pressing lightly, rubbing hard again, just not letting it go down.

That's such a sensitive place, usually Fu Juehan can't stand Fu Juehan's kissing for a long time, let alone playing around like this now.

"Oh...don't, why are you playing with my Adam's apple..."

He was burning with embarrassment, but he still couldn't refuse. He could only let Fu Juehan's thumb stuck on his extremely fragile and sensitive Adam's apple to do whatever he wanted.

"What are you swallowing?" Fu Juehan asked in his ear.

The hot and humid breath stuck to the tip of the ear, and Meng Yi's skin from the back of the ear to the shoulder was almost scalded to death, and he replied in a wrong way: "I... I'm a little thirsty..."

"lie."

Fu Juehan directly exposed him, and while speaking, he pressed his entire thumb on his Adam's apple and slowly rubbed it.

"You know, every time before the onset of deficiency, you will make such small movements, rolling your Adam's apple, staring at me, and begging me to give you something to drink."

Meng Yi blinked, and followed the hand that was pressing on his back, and fell into his arms, his mouth was burning hot, "I didn't even notice..."

"En." Fu Juehan put his other hand in along the hem of his clothes, "What do you want to drink this time?"

Meng Yi was completely dizzy, drunk on Fu Juehan's casual teasing, "I want to drink... Huajiu..."

"Liar."

"Well--"

I don't know where it was pinched, Meng Yi suddenly groaned, Fu Juehan used force like punishment, "Will drinking be enough?"

He moved his lips to Meng Yi's Adam's apple, took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, the volume was more than an octave lower, "Your Adam's apple is dishonest again, just like every time you drink my stuff, go up and down Move very slowly, take small sips, and drink very cherished."

The obedience of a lover is the most effective aphrodisiac.

Fu Juehan manipulated him with only one hand until he couldn't move, and limply leaned on Fu Juehan's body. The disparity in body shape and skin color made them look like giants and human beings taken away by him. bride.

The hand rubbing his Adam's apple didn't stop, all his breath was sprayed behind Meng Yi's ear, and the other warm rough palm moved inch by inch under his thin clothes, like the sound of a siren that confuses sailors, tempting Coax your lover to reveal the most straightforward desire: "Baby, what do you want?"

Meng Yi's head was already a mess, and he only knew to follow his lead to react, "I don't know, bro, I'm thirsty...and itchy..."

Fu Juehan: "Where does it itch?"

Meng Yi's wet red eye circles blinked, and his eyelashes trembled: "Throat is itchy."

Fu Juehan withdrew his hands, kissed his lips, and coaxed him softly, "How about a drink?"

Meng Yi let out a hmm from his throat, the voice was almost inaudible, because all his attention was on the empty body.

The adam's apple that was rubbed red, the chest that was hot to the touch, how shy and resisted Fu Juehan's touch was just now, how much attachment and desire are now.

Even the wet eyes he raised in aggrieved way seemed to be asking him pitifully: Why didn't you touch it all of a sudden?

Fu Juehan knew it well, but deliberately ignored it.

He took the wine glass at the side and poured some cognac. Meng Yi followed his arm and looked up, watching the mellow wine hit the glass wall, and a burst of thirst appeared in his throat again.

So as soon as the man brought the wine glass over, he obediently leaned over it, but Fu Juehan avoided it.

"Don't you want some flower wine, I'll feed you."

Meng Yi nodded in bewilderment, "Why...how hello?"

Fu Juehan smiled indulgently, touched his thighs and lower back with his slender fingers, and ordered Sandan: "Open your legs, straighten your waist, hold your chest up, and raise your hands to the top of your head."

Meng Yi said "Oh" slowly, and obediently carried out one by one.

It's okay to open the legs, he was sitting on Fu Juehan's lap with his legs crossed, but now he opened them wider, as for the last three...

Meng Yi thought about the scene, feeling a little ashamed.

He rolled his dog's eyes and wanted to cheat, "I won't do the rest."

Fu Juehan laughed, unable to detect any emotion, "You can't even stand up?"

He lowered his head and clung to Meng Yi's ear, his voice hoarse and lazy: "Little waste, haven't I taught you?"

"Hmm—" Meng Yi's whole body trembled like an electric shock, his fingertips were numb just because of those three simple words, and his ears were about to burn.

He never knew that someone could even call someone so sexy. It was obviously a slightly derogatory term, but when it came out of Fu Juehan's mouth, it was full of teasing and affection.

He moved his legs secretly, and complained duplicity: "You scolded me..."

Fu Juehan took all his subtlest reactions into his eyes: "I see you like it quite a bit, do you still want it?"

He snorted, like an angry puffer fish, but when he remembered the tingling sensation in his ears just now, he couldn't care less about the shyness, and faltered and begged: "I want... I want..."

But Fu Juehan changed his face instantly: "Not today."

Meng Yi felt aggrieved inexplicably: "You - uh!"

The corner of the clothes was suddenly stuffed into his mouth, Fu Juehan ordered in a low voice: "Hold it well."

Before Meng Yi could react, just as he was about to resist, the cold wine suddenly poured down from his chest, splashing all over his body like clear honey.

"Brother... what are you doing..." Biting the hem of his clothes, he couldn't even speak clearly, the scalding heat rose from the place where the wine was splashed, he turned his eyes to look around in panic and timidity, he looked cute and cute Wronged.

Fu Juehan still didn't have the heart to bully him too much, "Don't be afraid, no one will come. I have notified in advance that no one is allowed to go on deck."

Meng Yi blinked pitifully, his arms were still raised high, and Fu Juehan restrained him with one hand, "What are you doing, are you trying to scare me... My pants are wet, people think I'm Did you pee..."

Fu Juehan laughed softly, "I'll wash it for you when it's wet, no one can see it."

He put his hand on it, and wiped away the wine with his fingertips, "Aren't you going to feed me flower wine, my brother will teach you."

Meng Yi closed his eyes and trembled, his sobs stuck in his throat, "Still outside..."

Fu Juehan: "Get used to it first."

Meng Yi: "Accommodating... what?"

Fu Juehan: "Silly thing, half a month's vacation, why do you think I found a small island with no people?"

at the same time.

As soon as he stepped on the deck and saw the blurred overlapping figures on the deck chairs, Qi Han realized something was wrong and backed away with a dark face.

Fu Ge bumped his head on his back, "Hiss...what's the matter?"

Qi Han's boss stared at him with resentment: "Can I drink?"

"No, the doctor told me not to drink alcohol for a month."

"But I'm thirsty."

"You are thirsty, go drink water."

Qi Han picked him up and carried him on his shoulders, and walked into the room: "Why can I only drink water."

Fu Ge kicked his legs in a panic and patted him on the shoulder: "What are you doing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped severely on the buttocks, "What do you think I am doing?"

The author says:

Brother Han wants to hold back something important.

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