What I cut is real [entertainment circle]

Because they both have jobs, the two haven't seen each other for many days and can only communicate through messages.

Fu Xun sent a message to Chu Zhou and suggested: [Stop renting a house and live in my house? 】

Chu Zhou refused very tactfully, saying that he still had to consider the impact, and if another paparazzi came to squat him, it would not have a good impact if he was photographed.

This matter was left alone and was not mentioned again.

A few days later, in the afternoon, Chu Zhou went to shoot the first cover of a magazine.The name of the magazine is "Merry", and it is one of the most influential high-end fashion magazines in China. Its reading rate ranks among the top three in the rankings of similar fashion magazines, and its style is unique, making it difficult for peers to imitate.

It is committed to showing the beauty of the artist's unusual side, commonly known as the unlocking style.

Chu Zhou didn't know what new style he could unlock, so he saw the stylist making some gestures to him and saying that he looked a little bland now, and he could change to a more outstanding style.

Then he saw that the stylist brought him a red and black bat-sleeve loose shirt. The red pattern on the black background was sewn with thread. The workmanship was exquisite...but it looked very colorful.

Chu Zhou complained silently: "...it's really outstanding."

The trousers are black wide-leg trousers, with slender calves looming, tightening the waist and putting on a belt, it feels like 80s Hong Kong style.

Chu Zhou's hair hasn't been cut for a few months, and it's a little long. The dressing room straightened his hair back, exposing the curves of his ears and jaw. A kind of unobtrusive mountain dew mixed with blurred beauty.

The shirt was not buttoned all the way, and the collar was pulled too far, exposing a complete collarbone and a small shoulder. The stylist put a tattoo of a butterfly and a rose on Chu Zhou's collarbone. In the socket of the collarbone, the wings spread out with all their strength, as if they were rising and falling with Chu Zhou's movements.

When the filming officially started, the stylist gave Chu Zhou a vermilion fan and told him to think of himself as a romantic and flirtatious dude to find out how he felt.

Chu Zhou received the fan and played with it for a while, thinking, how to make a magazine shoot so that he has the feeling of acting, and he needs to set up a character.

However, he is good at acting.

As soon as the fan opened and closed, he tilted his head slightly, and showed his face to the camera. His eyes changed from usual, but were indifferent and unruly, mixed with a little bit of carelessness.

"This expression is good." The photographer shouted, "Just continue with this feeling and change the look."

He Chun stood outside the studio and watched quietly, and then felt that there was an extra person beside him.

The man was tall, wearing a hat and a mask, and his eyes were shaded so he couldn't see clearly.

He Chun frowned slightly: "Who are you?"

"..." The man was silent for a moment, then said, "The new assistant."

"..." He Zhen knew who was coming when he heard this voice, he frowned, not at all angry, "Is there something wrong with you, Fu Xun?"

Fu Xun let out a soft "Oh", raised his hat brim, looked in the direction of Chu Zhou intently, and said calmly, "You can see it."

He Chun felt that he was unreasonable, and it exploded like a firecracker: "What's the situation with you??? Didn't Xu Hong look at you? What about your work??"

"No job." Fu Xun's face remained motionless, brazen but very awe-inspiring, "I'm out of breath."

Three question marks floated on He Chun's head, and suddenly he had nothing to say: "..."

? ? ?Do you dare to look at me and say it a hundred times, you are too broken.

Fu Xun looked at Chu Zhou taking pictures, and was a little upset: "What's the matter with this stylist, a good kid is dressed like this."

"..." He Zhen was speechless, "Isn't this pretty?"

Fu Xun: "The clothes don't fit well, why are you showing so much?"

He Chun: "..."

Fu Xun: "The trousers are too leaky."

He Chun: "..."

Fu Xun: "It's flashy, you'll catch a cold if you wear it for a long time, and it's too gorgeous..."

He Chun couldn't bear it anymore: "Get out if you can't learn to shut up."

"..." Fu Xun had no choice but to keep silent.

It was already evening after Chu Zhou finished filming, and the staff started to get off work one after another. He Zhen walked over to hand him water and said, "I don't have any work today. If there is no accident, I can rest well for two or three days, unless There is a temporary arrangement, and I will inform you again when the time comes."

"Okay." Chu Zhou took a few sips of water and smiled, "Thank you, little brother."

At this time, a hand suddenly stretched out and lifted the clothes that had slipped off his shoulders, and the voice was still depressed: "Since the shooting is over, put on the clothes and look like it."

Chu Zhou noticed that the voice was a bit familiar, turned around and saw a pair of familiar eyes, and said in surprise, "Mr. Fu? Why are you here?"

Fu Xun said: "I was here just now, I was afraid that it would affect your work, so I didn't come here."

Chu Zhou lowered his head slightly, feeling a little shy suddenly.

...Mr. Fu couldn't see all the various aspects of his style at a glance.

"Ahem." He Chun cleared his throat, "Hurry up and change your clothes, I'll take you home."

"No need." Fu Xun waved his hand at him, "You get off work first, I'll take him back, and I happen to be on the way too."

He Zhen glanced at him suspiciously.

"It's okay, I'm reliable." Fu Xun said with a serious face, "You go first, I will take good care of him."

He Chun was dubious and left anyway.Fu Xun drove Chu Zhou home. On the way, Chu Zhou sat in the co-pilot and peeked at him, and then asked, "What do you think of what I just took?"

Fu Xun glanced at him briefly, and said, "Don't shoot this style in the future."

Chu Zhou was puzzled: "Ah? Isn't it pretty?"

"It's not bad." Fu Xun whispered, "It's just too good-looking, I always feel that it will attract others to plot evil."

"...What, nonsense!" Chu Zhou turned his head and looked out of the window, a blush secretly appeared on the base of his ears, and he murmured to himself, "I think you are the only one who wants to plot something wrong."

Although the voice was very small, it still reached Fu Xun's ears word by word.The corner of his mouth raised up unconsciously: "Yes, I was seduced, you have to make it up to me, seducing others without reason is a crime."

Chu Zhou was helpless: "Aren't you always immovable? What about your Dao heart?"

Fu Xun took it for granted, and said softly, "The heart of Dao has been unstable for a long time. I don't recognize any Dao in this life, I only recognize you."

Chu Zhou's cheeks blushed slowly, he propped his face in embarrassment, and dragged out his voice: "Well, then I have to... take responsibility for you."

……

Fu Xun parked the car downstairs at Chu Zhou's house, tilted his head and asked him, "I've come here, won't you invite me to sit up for a while?"

Chu Zhou pulled up his collar without looking back at him: "Then... come up."

Fu Xun looked down at Chu Zhou's half-covered but still visible tattoo, and said, "You haven't washed it off yet?"

Chu Zhou touched it and said, "It's okay, it's a sticker, and it can be wiped off with hot water and toothpaste. I'll wash it when I go upstairs."

When he got home, Chu Zhou flushed his face at the sink, then opened his collar, looked at the very delicate tattoo on his collarbone, thought for a while, and was about to reach for the towel next to him.The door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and he saw Fu Xun walking in calmly from the mirror, and took the towel first.

Chu Zhou was puzzled: "Teacher Fu...?"

"It's so tiring to look in front of the mirror." Fu Xun said in a considerate tone, "Turn around, and I'll help you."

Chu Zhou hesitated: "This..."

"It's okay." Fu Xun stood behind him, very close to him, "Listen to me."

Chu Zhou was a little shy, and leaned his head against the wall, watching Fu Xun soak the towel with hot water.The space is not spacious, and the mist of hot water permeates the air, creating a feeling of seeing flowers in the fog.

Fu Xun straightened up, held the towel in one hand, and leaned on the wall beside Chu Zhou with the other, and said in a low voice, "Unbutton the front button."

Fu Xun stared at Chu Zhou so intently that even his fingertips became tense. He slowly unbuttoned the top half of his shirt, feeling that every inch he exposed would be roasted by Fu Xun's gaze.He unbuttoned his clothes, turned his head sideways, and pulled down his collar, revealing the roses and butterflies that spread from his collarbone to his shoulders, like a pair of delicate and colorful pictures.

Fu Xun's gaze sank slightly, he rubbed the towel against the tattoo on his skin, and then slowly rubbed it.

Chu Zhou frowned, and his breathing suddenly sank.

Fu Xun squeezed some toothpaste and wiped it on the bright pattern with his fingers. While wiping it for him, he slowly approached him, and teased in his ear: "Why do you react so strongly? It's just a sticker."

Chu Zhou's face was still red, and he dared not speak out for a while, curling his lips: "...asking knowingly."

After an unknown amount of time, Chu Zhou felt that his legs were sore from standing. In addition, he was soaked in Fu Xun's breath for too long, which made people a little delirious. He wiped it for the last time, and the tattoo sticker was finally washed off, and the skin there was still slightly reddish.

Chu Zhou felt that the posture with Fu Xun was a bit awkward, so he raised his eyes to look at him, and asked tentatively, "Then... shall I go first?"

Probably because it was hot near the sink, Fu Xun unbuttoned his collar, revealing a bit of his collarbone, propped his head against the wall and looked down at him, his eyes slightly scattered.His originally abstinent temperament instantly disintegrated when he threw away his helmet and armor, and his indifferent eyes no longer existed. Although his face was still calm, it was mixed with a sense of depravity and depravity, which made people want to stop.

"Are you willing?" His voice was lazy, careless, but deeply attractive.

Chu Zhou swallowed, suddenly feeling dry mouth.

The next second, he kissed her involuntarily.

... In front of Fu Xun like this, he, Chu Zhou, was the one who couldn't resist the temptation and who harbored evil intentions.

This time, both sides became more proficient. Fu Xun held Chu Zhou tightly in his arms, and gradually turned his back on the guest. He penetrated between Chu Zhou's lips and tongue, entangled and rubbed against him, as if he wanted to lick him up and eat him up.Finally, the two let go out of breath, showing a hint of attachment.

Fu Xun licked Chu Zhou's lips reluctantly, and his deep voice revealed some vague expectations: "I want you, Chu Zhou."

Chu Zhou's heart softened, and he couldn't refuse at all.

"it is good……"

Fu Xun pressed Chu Zhou on the bed, kissed him unceasingly, and unbuttoned his clothes at the same time.

Chu Zhou was fascinated by him, his fair face was already blushing, and he couldn't help covering his face with his arms.

Fu Xun took his hand away, leaned over and kissed every place on his face, from chin to cheek, then to forehead, and finally pressed his lips against his, raised his eyes and stared at him deeply: "Look at I."

Chu Zhou's heart shuddered, and he met his eyes, as if staring at a cluster of burning dark fire.

Fu Xun held Chu Zhou's waist with his hand, and rubbed his fingers on his waist with ease, which made him moan.

Fu Xun began to gently kiss his neck, then his collarbone, and finally paused for a moment on his chest, and couldn't help but take a bite.

Chu Zhou was in pain, and wanted to push him away, but he didn't move at all, so he could only resist in a low voice: "...don't, Mr. Fu..."

Fu Xun took out one hand, rubbed Chu Zhou's nipples with his fingertips, and then drew circles ambiguously around, while pretending to be innocent: "Here?"

Chu Zhou's neck was red with shame, and he hurriedly said, "Don't touch it!"

Fu Xun pinched lightly——

Chu Zhou couldn't help panting, and wanted to reach out to push Fu Xun, but someone grabbed his wrist instead, and he was pinned firmly on the bed, unable to move.

Fu Xun took possession of Chu Zhou's nipple with his lips, and teased it with the tip of his warm tongue. Chu Zhou tried his best to stifle his panting, but it still escaped from his throat, and he struggled to no avail: "Yeah. ...don't touch there..."

"You're hard here." Fu Xun got up a little, licked his lower lip eagerly, reached out to rub Chu Zhou's chest, and let out a muffled laugh from his throat, "Your lower lip is also hard."

Fu Xun got up, took off his shirt, naked his upper body, then took out a few small bottles and cans from the pocket of his jacket, began to carefully identify them with the help of the weak bedside light, and whispered: "Why did he buy so much? This seems to be medicine, not this, it should be this bottle..."

Chu Zhou: "..."

This person is too novice, is there still time for me to run now?

The answer was that it was too late. As soon as Chu Zhou moved, Fu Xun grabbed his waist and dragged him back in front of him. By the way, he was turned over and his pants were ripped off.

Fu Xun couldn't help pinching Chu Zhou's round buttocks, then dipped his index finger in lubricating ointment, and couldn't help but poke inside without breaking up.

Chu Zhou's back was suddenly invaded by a foreign object. He gasped in pain for a moment, and tightened his grip on the bed sheet under him.

"You're so tight here." Fu Xun just finished speaking, and the second finger also stretched in arrogantly.

"Well……"

Chu Zhou's back tightened from the pain, his thighs couldn't support him, and he slumped down. The front part of his stiff column rubbed against the bed sheet for a while, which made him burst out with pleasure, and he couldn't help but let out a slightly sweet hum. .

Sensing Chu Zhou's discomfort, Fu Xun leaned over and kissed the side of his neck, and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"

The corners of Chu Zhou's eyes were a little wet, and he turned his head to look at him: "Mmm..."

Fu Xun saw his wet and pitiful appearance, felt that his beauty was delicious for a moment, grabbed his chin with his hand and turned his face away, lowered his head and sucked his lips.

While licking Chu Zhou's tongue, he touched Chu Zhou's back with his fingers. The originally stiff acupoint gradually became soft. After a while, he slowly added a third finger.

Chu Zhou left Fu Xun's lips, and was repeatedly touched behind him, as if he could hear the confused sound of water, which made him feel ashamed and dry. After a while, he finally felt Fu Xun pull his finger out, Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Fu Xun whispering in his ear: "I'm going to go in."

Fu Xun's lower body was so hard that it hurt, he took out the shaft of the pillar and pressed it against Chu Zhou's acupuncture point.

Chu Zhou couldn't help but look back, and was suddenly startled.

...and a decent size.

Before Chu Zhou started to run out, Fu Xun grabbed his waist and brought him inside. Fu Xun used the column head to force open the acupuncture point, which was deformed. half.

"Hmm...!"

Chu Zhou felt the back was suddenly stretched open, and the pain was torn from the back instantly, as if being hit by an electric current through the back, and he yelled out, his fingers gripping the bed sheet turned white, and his voice was more crying.

"Go out... ah..."

Fu Xun didn't feel very comfortable being caught. Some cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He lowered his head and kissed Chu Zhou's earrings and neck, and gently comforted him: "Be obedient, relax..."

Chu Zhou panted and took a deep breath. After relaxing a little, Fu Xun took the opportunity to push all the meat blades into Chu Zhou's body.

"Uh...it hurts, Mr. Fu..."

Chu Zhou's upper body had completely collapsed on the bed, and Fu Xun forcibly lifted his waist and hips, and the thighs he supported began to tremble uncontrollably, with a look of pity for me.

"Relax." Fu Xun kissed Chu Zhou's back bit by bit from bottom to top, kissed his cheek, licked the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and then his lower body began to twitch slowly.

"Um...ah..."

Chu Zhou couldn't restrain his groaning, and the hard penis in front began to shake with Fu Xun's thrusting.

Fu Xun felt that the front of himself was tightly wrapped by Chu Zhou's body, and he could not stop softly clinging to it. He only felt refreshed for a while, and couldn't help but increase his strength.

Fu Xun got stronger and stronger every time, and the random collisions all depended on feeling.

Chu Zhou was completely dizzy from being stabbed, and occasionally there would be a few electric pleasures in the overwhelming pain, which caught him off guard. Swipe up the side.

"Be gentler..." Chu Zhou's tears couldn't help being squeezed out, "Mr. Fu...slow down..."

"Okay." Fu Xun's voice was very low. Although he answered well, he seemed to be unable to control himself at all. He still didn't stop the speed, and the impact became deeper and deeper, reaching the deepest part of Chu Zhou's body.

"Um... ah..."

Chu Zhou's crying was finally knocked out, his legs couldn't support him at all, his whole body collapsed completely, and he shot out tremblingly from the front of him being fucked by Fu Xun.

Fu Xun finally stopped.

Chu Zhou was about to raise his head to complain, when he saw Fu Xun's dark eyes staring at him.

Chu Zhou trembled suddenly.

Those eyes were full of lust, like an unsatisfied beast, hooking its prey tightly.

For the first time, he felt that he didn't know Fu Xun.

Hearing Chu Zhou's cry, Fu Xun rationally told himself to stop, but when he saw Chu Zhou's water-stained face, the thread called reason suddenly broke.

...I really want to eat him up.

he's mine.

ate him.

Fu Xun turned Chu Zhou around, facing him, then lowered his head and kissed him, sucking his lips almost like biting.

But not enough.

He started to bite Chu Zhou's neck, chest, abdomen... He wanted to occupy all the exposed skin.At the same time, his lower body began to twitch rapidly again, and the people under him began to tremble again, panting and moaning in pain, but the more he did this, the more excited he felt.

"Stop for a moment...Mr. Fu...uh..." Chu Zhou's sweat was mixed with his physical tears, and the pain and some erroneous pleasure surged up without warning like a high tide, almost to the point of overwhelming him. Suffocated, he had no choice but to beg, bewildered like a dream in the middle of the night, "... I don't want it anymore... I really can't do it... Please... ah..."

Chu Zhou left nail scratch marks on Fu Xun's back, but Fu Xun felt no pain, and fucked him regardless, while leaving marks on his body. Fu Xun's fingers were so strong that he His waist was pinched in pain, but he couldn't resist.

Chu Zhou's column stood up again tremblingly, and shot again.

I can't, I really can't.

Chu Zhou was delirious, his voice was hoarse from crying, and he could hardly yell out.

He didn't even have the strength to ask why Fu Xun didn't shoot yet.

Finally, after an unknown amount of time, Fu Xun pulled it out.

Chu Zhou felt relieved.

But Fu Xun's eyes haven't changed, it's still the same smoldering prey burning with lust.

Chu Zhou couldn't help but start to be afraid, turned around, and tried to crawl to other places with his last strength.

He always had a feeling that if he didn't escape, he would be fucked to death on the bed. This way of dying was too promiscuous and didn't fit his personality at all.

Then Fu Xun grabbed his waist and hugged him back, wrapped his arms around his upper body, opened his buttocks, and mercilessly inserted himself inside again.

There was a sudden thunder outside the window and it started to rain heavily.

Chu Zhou's panting cry was covered by the dripping rain.

After an unknown amount of time, Fu Xun kissed Chu Zhou's lips, and finally vented his desire into Chu Zhou's body.When he withdrew from the hole, the white turbid liquid was drawn out along with his movements, dripping down Chu Zhou's thigh.

Fu Xun had been dazzled by too frank desires before, but now he slowly regained his sanity.

"Chu Zhou?"

Fu Xun called softly, and found that at some point, Chu Zhou had fallen asleep.

...Didn't he, he made Chu Zhou dizzy?

There were still wet marks on Chu Zhou's face. He looked down slowly, looking at Chu Zhou's body after being tortured by him. There were red marks and tooth marks all over his body, and there were many fingers on his waist and buttocks. Pinched fingerprints and blue marks.

Fu Xun sat upright, a feeling of introspection called regret welled up in his heart, extremely annoyed.

What the hell did I do?

Am I a beast? ? ?

The evidence told him, yes, you are a beast.

Fu Xun wiped his face helplessly.

Although it is true that he has been abstinent for almost ten years since he was an adult, he never thought that once he started to have sex, he would be so out of proportion.

He knew why Fu Hanchuan bought him medicine.

Fu Xun carried Chu Zhou to the bathroom to take a bath and apply medicine, then went to the wardrobe at Chu Zhou's house to dig out new sheets and change them, then carried him to the bed and covered him with a quilt, so that he could sleep peacefully.During this period, Chu Zhou was busy with all kinds of things, but Chu Zhou didn't wake up, but occasionally uttered some sleepy talk, and it seemed that he was really tired.

Fu Xun felt even more guilty.He hugged Chu Zhou in his arms, looked at his pretty and slightly red lips, couldn't help reaching out to touch them, the more he touched them, the more he couldn't stop.

So soft.

When he couldn't help but want to stick his fingers into Chu Zhou's lips, the remaining rationality stopped him.

Go to bed today and let Fu Xun do the apology tomorrow morning.