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Bai Hemian thought about a long time ago, when the Bai family was still in decline, he climbed over the wall and went to the Feng family to find the youngest Feng to dissolve the engagement.

In fact, he went there more than once, except for the first time when he fell into Brother Feng's arms, the other times he was lucky, without any external force, he entered the courtyard of Feng's family smoothly.

The Feng family back then was somewhat different from the current one.

Probably because of the fact that Boss Feng was in charge of the house, several houses were demolished and turned into training grounds for the guards, and many targets were erected crookedly in the field.

Young Master Bai, who is a bit bigger, has the courage to say he is big, and he is also small when he says he is small.He dared to climb over the wall but was afraid of guns. He wandered around the edge of the training ground for a long time without daring to get close. Finally, he picked up two dirty magazine clips and put them in his arms to go home.

Coincidentally, he bumped into a servant of the Feng family.

The servants of the Feng family didn't see the half-grown child, and shouted excitedly while holding the letter: "Second Master has sent a letter, Second Master has sent a letter!"

Boss Feng was the first to come out of the house: "Did my second brother send you a letter? Show me quickly."

Then the little one, Bai Hemian, was hiding in the haystack, and heard Feng Qingzhu's sigh: "The second child is only so old and has such deep thoughts, what should I do in the future?"

The servant replied: "The second master is so worried about the family."

Boss Feng said, "You don't understand."

You don't understand, you don't understand... what don't you understand?

At that time, Bai Hemian had forgotten about it, and only waited for the Feng family members to disperse before going home over the wall in fear, completely unaware that Feng Qingzhu had already discovered his footprints under the wall.

"Master..." The servant who found out the strangeness couldn't laugh or cry, "The third master has a marriage contract with Young Master Bai, so it doesn't matter if he comes, it's just about climbing over the wall..."

Feng Qingzhu stared at the footprints, and after a long while said quietly: "Second brother shouldn't be leaving."

"Ah?" The servant didn't understand.

Feng Qingzhu turned around and left: "Don't worry about it, just pretend you didn't see it... By the way, put a few stones under the wall and sweep away the moss."

The servants followed suit one by one, but the lawless Bai Hemian on the other side of the wall had lost interest in the Feng family—in the eyes of half-grown children, a marriage contract was less important than marbles, it was invisible and intangible, and it was nothing like what the adults said , can tie down the long time of the second half of life.

But a few years later, Bai Hemian was tied up by Feng Qisong.

He hugged the mop, gasped pitifully, and at the same time tried hard to think who was the one who sent Chen Beidou away just now.

He wasn't familiar with that person's voice, thinking about it, the person who could send Chen Beidou away would not be anonymous in Jinling City, but for the younger ones, there would be no one else except Feng Qisong who was feigning death.

More deeply, Bai Hemian had no time to think about it, he began to uncontrollably reach out to lift up the cheongsam, and the itching in his lower abdomen gradually became unbearable.

This feeling is different from that brought by Second Brother Feng. It is not a wave after wave, but a volcanic eruption, overwhelming his reason.

But he doesn't want to become a walking dead who only knows love.

Bai Hemian began to recall.

Human memory is like a revolving lantern, sometimes forgotten things go around and come back to my mind.

The last time he went over the wall to Feng's house, he still didn't meet Feng Laosan, but he heard Feng Laosan talking to his servants.

He was still talking about his second brother.

"The second child said that he won't go home immediately after graduation." Feng Qingzhu was quite worried, "What should I do?"

"Second Master wants to continue his studies."

"It's one thing to want to study further, but another thing to consider..." Boss Feng's remaining words were very vague, and Bai Hemian, who was hiding under the window, couldn't hear clearly.

He is no longer a small child. The young master Bai who went to school has a slender figure, and a window is not enough to block his figure, so Bai Hemian pulled the thatch that was piled up on the edge of the yard and put it on his head. superior.

Feng Qingzhu took two steps in the room: "I still want him back."

"...No matter how nice it is outside, it's better than at home? It's not like marriage can't be discussed."

Bai Hemian held a piece of thatch in his mouth, and he naturally thought that the second master of the Feng family might have found a girl who was in love with him.

It's a pity that the girl's family disagreed, so she hid abroad and didn't come back!

He thought of the young man who caught him, and felt a little pity in his heart.

Feng's second child is handsome, if he doesn't return to China, he will miss a lot of eyesight.

"Forget it, you go and help me send a telegram. Tell the second child directly that you can read the book for at most three years, and you must come back after reading it." Boss Feng thought for a long time, and then he made a final decision, "I know his suffering, but he still can't bear it. It's the Feng family, how can they stay in Germany all the time?"

When Young Master Bai heard this, he stomped away and slipped away. He had already forgotten about his divorce from Feng Laosan, and squatted at the base of the wall to play with the crickets.

At that time, the breeze was very gentle, and the warm sun was very bright. It seemed that many years had passed in the blink of an eye.

Bai Hemian suddenly shuddered and woke up.

He felt the light in the bathroom was dazzling, and the sound of water was startling, like a frightened bird, shivering and hiding in the narrow utility room.

"Second Brother Feng..." Bai Hemian grabbed the snow-white fluff of his cuffs and muttered to himself, "Who is the one who is in love with you?"

The effect of the medicine and the blow of memories made him almost unable to hold on: "I miss you so much...you are mine."

Tick, tick, water is falling from the ceiling.

Bai Hemian's vision gradually blurred, as if in a dream he heard hurried and familiar footsteps, and then the sound of the door being kicked open, he raised his head blankly, Feng Qisong's shadow seemed to have been soaked in water, It came into view wetly.

"He Mian," the waiter's uniform on Feng Qisong's body was untidy, the moment he saw him, his eyes were filled with regret, and then he knelt down in front of the young master, "He Mian?"

Bai Hemian leaned over obediently, and pressed her hot cheeks against Second Brother Feng's neck.

He greedily smelled the smell of Brother Feng's body, and his memories overlapped with reality: "Brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Really..." Feng Qisong's worried sigh was like a stone falling in a calm pond, and young master Bai's heart was instantly filled with ripples.

He struggled to find some strength, bit his lip and got up, pulled Feng Qisong, and stumbled against the door of the utility room.

He clasped Feng Qisong's neck with slightly sweaty hands, and his slender legs squeezed away Second Brother Feng's legs.

"Huh?" Feng Qisong was slightly startled, and then smiled indulgently.

Bai Hemian's headache was about to split, he didn't know whether the picture in his memory was reality or imagination: "Brother."

He gasped: "brother, you hurt me."

Feng Qisong took advantage of the situation to support his ass: "Do you still dare to come to Chen Beidou's banquet alone?"

"No...don't dare."

"Do you know what you drank?"

Bai Hemian shook his head.

"Spiked wine." Feng Qisong pressed against his forehead, lovingly rubbing it together, "You can take some."

Young Master Bai still doesn't understand the meaning of Brother Feng's words.

He was wronged and annoyed, because he followed Chen Beidou's way, and also because of the memory fragment that suddenly appeared.

"Brother, why did you go abroad?" Bai Hemian was hanging on Feng Qisong's body, every inch of his skin was burning, he was burning to the point of losing his sanity, but the tears were still in his eyes, refusing to flow out.

"Brother, are you... are you for someone?" Little Young Master Bai was panting, while tearing at Feng Qisong's suit, "You loved others, you loved others!"

Feng Qisong grabbed his fidgeting hand in a funny way, pulled it to his lips and kissed it: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Bai Hemian lowered his eyes and said nothing, his chest rose and fell, and he looked really angry.

But he knew he had no reason to be angry.

He himself had regular customers, so how could he have the qualifications to control the second master?

Besides, when Feng Qisong had someone in his heart, he climbed over walls and trees all day long, rolling like a mud monkey, even if Second Brother Feng was in China, it was impossible for him to fall in love with him.

Seven years have passed between them.

"Brother." Bai Hemian comforted himself, calmed down, raised his head, and tried his best to arch into Feng Qisong's arms, but there was nothing to arch, and then he let out an "ah".

The little flame was burning stubbornly.

Feng Qisong keenly sensed that Bai Hemian's mood was wrong, but he didn't say anything, and quickly returned to normal, which made people wonder where to ask.

"Why are you so obedient?" Feng Qisong bit Young Master Bai's lower lip hard.

Bai Hemian's watery eyes flickered, not only did he not cry out for pain, but he even stuck out his tongue to lick the corner of Feng Qisong's mouth.

Feng Qisong heard a deep and satisfied sigh from the bottom of his heart.

"He Mian, it's okay to make trouble with me."

He hummed twice, but didn't listen to his heart.

Bai Hemian seems to be an arrogant and domineering young master, his speech and demeanor are full of the squeamishness raised by a wealthy family, but his troubles have always been measured.

Bai Hemian carefully guarded the bottom line, only making troubles that are harmless and not hurting feelings.He was like a homeless little wild cat. After finding a place to live, he was afraid of being kicked out, so he meowed at Feng Qisong.

Feng Qisong originally thought that he had used Bai Hemian to be lawless, but now he realized that Young Master Bai was calmer than anyone else.

He has fallen from the clouds into the quagmire, and he has long forgotten the reckless behavior of his childhood. He hides himself in the body of the "little master", but in fact he is still the homeless boy who has fallen into poverty.

"Relax, I'll help you." Feng Qisong pressed him against the door.

"Brother, are you worried about me?" Bai Hemian obediently raised her head, letting Second Brother Feng unbutton the neckline with her lips and teeth, and murmured to herself, "If you don't worry... you won't follow. "

He tugged on Feng Qisong's cheap waiter's uniform, forced himself to forget everything he recalled, and said sweetly: "Brother, I saw you, and Qian Shan told me you wouldn't come, it's my eyesight."

"...I knew it was you."

"Of course it's me." Feng Qisong pressed his lips against Bai Hemian's neck, "How can I rest assured that you are here?"

Wearing such attractive clothes, Feng Qisong wished he could tie him on the belt.

While speaking, Bai Hemian let out another "ah", it turned out that a small flame was burning vigorously, and it burned to the palm of Feng Qisong.

Feng Qisong's hand reached under the cheongsam, and stroked the little flame through the thin fabric.

The little flame was burning brightly.

Bai Hemian's eyes were wet and red, and his breathing was vague, as if he was going to faint.

Feng Qisong cleverly squeezed Xiao Huomiao's hand and woke him up.

"Brother..." Bai Hemian's voice became softer and softer, under the raised skirt, her white and slender legs seemed to be smeared, meeting Feng Qisong's scorching gaze in the dim utility room.

Feng Qisong supported his buttocks with one hand, and kneaded wantonly under the hem of the skirt with the other hand. There were layers of fabrics on his wrists, like a blooming peony.

Bai Hemian sweated like rain.

He was drugged and held back for a long time in fear, but now in Feng Qisong's hands he couldn't do three tricks, and he was already ready to surrender.

It's just that the posture is wrong, he is hanging in Brother Feng's arms, with no strength to support him, his buttocks are raised and then dropped, the skirt is swaying, and his half-covered color is more seductive than when he was naked.

The utility room was full of spring, Feng Qisong turned his back on the guest and squeezed his legs between his legs.

Bai Hemian barely stood still while riding on Second Brother Feng's lap.He took the initiative to take off his semi-wet underpants to his knees, lifted up the hem of the skirt shyly, and covered Feng Qisong's hands again.

Knuckle hands set fire to the heels of his legs.

Bai Hemian shivered as if shivering from the cold, and put his fluffy sleeve to his mouth to bite, blocking the lewd moans.

Feng Qisong leaned over, sucked his lips, pinched his chin, tasted the fragrance of peonies around his neck.

In these sticky kisses, Young Master Bai ejaculated vigorously, and the sticky white turbidity stuck to the inside of the cheongsam, dripping down along the cleft of the cheongsam.

He completely forgot that he was still in Chen Beidou's mansion, pestering Second Brother Feng and acting like a spoiled child: "I want a bed...brother, I want to lie down."

"Where can I find a bed for you to lie on?" Feng Qisong bit his nose lightly, lifted him up, and pressed him against the door again, "Enough."

"...Go back, I will love you again."

Bai Hemian frowned in dissatisfaction, her limp legs were hanging weakly on Feng Qisong's waist.

Fortunately, Feng Qisong didn't want him to be troubled, and kept supporting his waist.

It's a pity that the beautiful spring between Bai Hemian's legs was covered by the dark blue skirt, and he stirred up the situation with one hand.

He couldn't stand still, and he didn't want to slide down, the heels of his legs were tense, and even the hole was very tight. Feng Qisong tried many times with his fingers, but failed to penetrate.

Feng Qisong was not in a hurry.