Seductive every day

Looking at the exaggerated bouquet of flowers, Wen Yin didn't recover for a long time.

His eyes moved to Fu Zhaoshui's face, and there was a sour lump in his throat. , They can't do this, they can't make mistakes again.

Wen Yin's hand holding the doorknob trembled slightly. , All blame him for being greedy, insisting on seeing him, insisting on getting close to him, causing each other to have unrealistic fantasies. "Mr. Fu." He tried his best to restrain himself, but his voice was still a little strange, "You just said this morning, you won't make such jokes anymore."

Fu Zhaoshui's face was blank for a second.

Wen Yin lowered her eyes, not daring to look at the disappointment in his eyes. , "I think, I easily agreed to come to the house for a short stay, and gave you the wrong hint. I want to invest, but I haven't reached the point where I sold myself cheaply."

He was so sad that his chest was tight and painful, and he was about to suffocate at the end of a sentence. , "Ah Yuan" Fu Zhaoshui felt uncomfortable when he heard him say something that misunderstood him on purpose, so he called this name out of desperation.

"I'm not Ah Yuan, please don't mistake me for someone else."

"Sorry, I" It's getting late, you should go to bed early, and I will leave tomorrow. "

"No." Fu Zhaoshui took a step towards him in a hurry. The calm Second Master Fu had never been so regretful as today. Flowers, want to hug him. , Wen Yin retreated, and separated the two with a door panel, leaving only a fist-width gap. , Fu Zhaoshui resisted the door, and explained in a panic: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, it's because I lost my head, I won't do this again, really, I swear I won't harass you again, never again Touching you, I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable. I'm really sorry, please don't go." Wen Yin couldn't listen any longer, this man's fragile appearance always made his heart ache like a needle. , He broke down and snapped: "Go away! I want to close the door!"

"Promise me not to leave, okay?" Fu Zhaoshui's forehead was sweating, and he refused to take half a step back.

"Mr. Fu" Wen Yin choked and gasped, and said softly, "If you do this again, I'll leave now."

Fu Zhaoshui froze, and slowly relaxed his body, watching the door narrow and close helplessly. , The tall man stood in the corridor, as if exhausted, slowly put his forehead against the door, his palm against the cold solid wood door, and apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, I was really wrong, forgive me this time." He wanted to call him "A Yuan", but remembered that he was very jealous of this name, so he bit his lip and swallowed the following words. , Wen Yin hid behind the door, out of his sight, finally able to take off the disguise, and let the sour tears she suffocated pour out unscrupulously. , How much he wanted to tell Er Ye: It's not your fault, it's the greedy me who wants too much, shamelessly obsessed with people who shouldn't be obsessed.

Fu Zhaoshui didn't know anything, he was the most innocent one.

That gentle voice was full of guilt, muffled, and kept begging for his forgiveness. "I'm sorry, Second Master, I'm sorry." He lay desperately behind the door, silently repeating his apology to Second Master. , The voice outside the door lasted for a long time, Wen Yin didn't want him to be wronged again, so she said hoarsely: "Mr. Fu, I'm going to rest, please don't disturb me, okay?"

The person at the door was silent for a moment, as if holding his breath.After waiting for a few seconds, he said cautiously: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wen, rest well, good night. Wen Yin heard him walk away, and there was a sound of closing the door next door, so she quietly opened the door.

The rose fell by the door, its petals scattered all over the floor. , Wen Yin lost her mind and picked up a petal, closed the door, and stood in the room in a daze as if wandering. , It wasn't until the vibration in his pocket interrupted his daze that he took the mobile phone, dragged his stiff legs, and slowly crept into the bathroom to answer the phone. , The voice of the man opposite is always flat, but his detection and judgment of the situation are so precise. The man asked him: "Did you go home with him?"

He sat on the toilet seat, sniffed, and said, "Yeah."

There was silence on the phone.

"I really can't hold it back. I'm just Bai Yi's request and finding out about the situation of the Fu family. It's all an excuse he made for himself. He just misses him and wants to spend more time with him. There is no other reason.

"You know, you can't be together right now."

"I know" every time he had to admit this, it felt like a hole had been dug in his heart, it hurt and felt empty. , "I just want to stay with him for a while, I really don't have any other ideas, I know we can't do it" He kept repeating "We can't do it", as if he was forcing himself to brainwash himself. , "Just remember, you will get hurt if you get too close, come back early, your body is important."

With red eyes, Wen Yin agreed in a low voice, and the man opposite hung up the phone. He sat alone on the toilet and looked up to see himself in the mirror.

The once likable boy disappeared, leaving only a broken body. For some reason, he was ignorantly living. , He staggered to the mirror and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

One, two, until the third one, on the pale collarbone, there was a circular scar. , It is a private imprint, swearing the sovereignty of this body.

He caressed the brand unconsciously, and lowered his head, not daring to look at it again.

Gay is nothing. What is terrible is the abnormal love that has been abandoned in terms of morality and ethics.

Wen Yin slowly covered his face, but the tears still rolled down from his fingers.

He really wanted to abandon everything, completely degenerate himself, and fall in love with him again so shamelessly. , However, he can not be so selfish.

If one day the truth is revealed and Fu Zhaoshui knows everything, he is really afraid that he will also collapse.

The taboo of blood relationship is an obstacle that is difficult for anyone to overcome...

He tossed and turned, stayed up all night, and was groggy the next day, breathing hot.

The servant knocked on the door and helped him get up. He was lying on the bed, and he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth to speak. , The servant found that the situation was different, and asked Fu Zhaoshui for instructions. , The housekeeper opened the door with a key, Fu Zhaoshui saw him lying on the big bed, and hurried to check his situation. , He was in a daze from the fever, sadly taking advantage of his illness, he hugged Fu Zhaoshui.

He is sick and uncomfortable, so he needs a little comfort, isn't it greedy?

Even if it is a brother, if the younger brother is sick, asking for a hug from the older brother is not considered a violation of human relations, right?

"Mr. Wen, you have a fever. Rest here today. I'll take you back when you're better, okay?"

He listened to Fu Zhaoshui's ingratiating inquiry, and responded with a powerless snort.

He doesn't want to leave at all, he wants Second Master to be with him, to listen to him talk, to be so tired of being in his arms, to be pampered seriously by him, to be entangled with him night after night, to be probed into the deepest part by him , Watering vigorously.

He is sick, so use the patient's privileges to stay with him for a few more days, so this is not a deformed blood relationship, right?