Seductive every day

Fu Qing didn't dodge or dodge, and received this punch, bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

"Xiao Wen, I'm sorry, you should beat me up, you have reason to be angry" o Wen Yin saw the patience on his face, and wanted to punch him a second time, but gave up again. , Beating him would only make the old bastard feel atonement, he didn't want Fu Qing to be forgiven so easily. , He has to continue to feel guilty, with regret, and carry this guilt into the coffin. , "It's meaningless for me to beat you. What crime did my father commit? How did you frame him and kill him?"

Fu Qing couldn't lift her head up in front of him, he hesitated and struggled. , "I,,,, I..." "What did you do back then, tell me everything."

Fu Qing closed his eyes in torment. For so many years, this memory that he never dared to touch easily was forced to reappear. "I never thought that things would turn out like that in the end. Xiao Wen, I told you that he is a person who cannot be ignored. I was attracted by him, like a demon." In Fu Qing's life, There are many exciting moments, but only one person can make him crazy. , That is Wen Qian. , Everyone said that Fu Qing, the second son of the Fu family, was a passionate person.

Since he was in school, Yingying and Yanyan have been around him, but in the end, no one thought that when he was in his early twenties, he imprisoned himself in the grave of marriage on an impulse.

His friends all made fun of him, marrying early, and he will definitely see me in the future. He was young and frivolous, and said with a smile: "I am an elementary school girl, the most different girl I have ever seen, and I don't regret spending my life with her.

People can't talk big, if they talk too much, they will hit themselves in the face in the end.

He really regretted it in the end, the freshness brought by the shrewd mountain village girl did not last long after all. , The difficult married life finally drained his enthusiasm, no matter how many flowers he went out to find, no matter how many willows he asked, he still couldn't find the impulse to face love when he was young. , For a passionate person like him, without love, life is like losing its color. , In the midst of this depression, Wen Qian appeared, and his gray world suddenly became brighter. , Wen Qian is too dazzling, looking at the clouds and the wind, but under the easy-going appearance hides a sharp young heart.

That was something that Fu Qing had lost for a long time. She was full of curiosity towards the world, wanted to try everything, and dared to explore everything. , Such gentleness and modesty made Fu Qing suddenly see her former self).

He is a narcissist, like falling in love with his young and sharp self.

According to his dream, he taught Wen Qian, and personally shaped a boy who made him obsessed. , How can we not fall?

The two of them often went in and out together in the school. In order to facilitate chatting, Fu Qing specially arranged a house near the school. From time to time, he took Wen Qian with him, and used various excuses to make trysts and chat all night. , It was the most secret happiness in his life, and he had a dangerous secret love on the edge of immorality and secularity.

Wen Qian is obviously also infatuated with him, Fu Qing can feel that he is a knowledgeable, talented and personable guide, and he has the confidence to confuse this simple young man. , They are in love, it is logical. , When they kissed for the first time, Fu Qing was so nervous that her palms were sweating.

It happened suddenly, purely on impulse. , The weather was hot, and Wen Qian, who was staring at the U.S. stock market, took a shower for him. He was wearing one of his shirts and sat cross-legged on the floor with his two slender legs, staring at the big head computer, carefully recording the trading situation of the day . , They already know each other like close friends, and they are both men, so they have nothing against each other. , He came back from buying fruit outside, and when he entered the door, he saw such a tempting scene.

Her heart skipped a beat, she pretended to ignore and cut the watermelon in half, inserted a small spoon and handed it to Wen Qian. , Wen Qian took it with a smile, and said poorly to him: "Oh, isn't my way of eating watermelon too inelegant?"

He hugged his other half and sat beside Wen Qian, "It's good, I've been infected by you."

He was eating watermelon in his mouth, but his eyes couldn't help but fell into his wide open neckline.

Wen Qian is thinner than him, and he hasn't completely escaped the youthfulness of a teenager. His shirt is wrapped around his body, which is wide and wide, revealing two pink spots on his chest.His skin is more delicate than ordinary boys. I don't know if he has a bad heart. He doesn't often go out to exercise, and he doesn't get tanned in the summer.

Water dripped from the slightly curly hair, making Fu Qing's mouth dry. , Wen Qian pointed to the data on the computer, picked up a piece of paper, faced him and asked: "Teacher, two stocks have skyrocketed today, but I can't analyze the reason, please help me find out."

He licked his lips and leaned over to read the words on the paper. , The refreshing breath of shower gel was blown to the tip of his nose by gusts of night wind. This is a brand he often uses, and he clearly uses it every day, but it radiates from Wen Qian, as if the smell has changed. , become so sweet, so alluring. , His heart was tight, and his mouth was extremely thirsty. , Swallowing, unconsciously getting closer, Wen Qian said: "Among the information you asked me to collect in the early stage, the fundamentals of these two companies are very average, and there is no relevant good news, and they suddenly rose..."

The unusually close distance made Wen Qian feel a little uncomfortable, and his voice gradually lowered. , He turned his head to look at the young man, his lips with silky water were close to his eyes.

At that moment his sanity was out of control. , When his lips were pressed together, he felt a little bit in a trance. , Very sweet, very refreshing, no lipstick smell on a woman's mouth, only a thin trace of watermelon juice.

Then the kiss got closer and deeper, the young man was dumbfounded and didn't know how to resist, maybe he was petrified, or maybe he was looking forward to such a day.

After he finished the kiss and his brain was able to think, he realized what a fool he had done!

His lips were still attached to the young man's mouth, and because he was too close, he could only see the shadow cast by the eyelashes under his closed eyes. , Wen Qian closed his eyes. When he kissed him suddenly, he didn't push him away, but closed his eyes.

Excitement and ecstasy destroyed all his hesitation, he stepped back a little, saw Wen Qian slowly opened his eyes, his cheeks gradually turned pink, and immediately understood that the two of them had the same thoughts.

He leaned over again, but Wen Qian still didn't hide. The two halves of the watermelon rolled to one side, and the young man's snow-white shirt was stained red by the splashed watermelon juice.

Fu Qing never knew that a layer of fabric would be so difficult to peel off. He touched his slender body through the clothes, and he dared not unbutton those two or three buttons, and even dared not touch Wen Qian's skin. , He is afraid that he will lose control, that he will be careless, and in the end, he will tarnish this innocent child. , Wen Qian lay under him and remained motionless. , Not resisting, nor pandering, just being stroked by him silently, kissed by him through the shirt. Fu Qing knew that he was also afraid. , When strange feelings strike, even this intelligent and smart Wen Qian will feel confused and scared. , They are all men, and they are teachers and students, but they are kissing. , This strange relationship, should it be classified as insanity, shamelessness, or something called love?

Fu Qing didn't understand, neither did Wen Qian. , They are two extremely intelligent people, but at this moment they seem to be stupid.