Rival says he loves me

Fang Jiayao stood still, and suddenly felt a little weak holding the phone in his hand. He opened his eyes slightly, and looked in the direction of the crowd, watching helplessly as Wu Wei pulled away from the crowd bit by bit.

Wu Wei was wearing a suit, and at the moment he was irritably hooking his tie, unbuttoning it, and walking towards himself.

Fang Jiayao stared at him and still remembered that he needed to organize his language, but now his mind was messed up, and the things he organized were all scattered, and he always felt that he was already a failed machine, with his mouth half-opened, not I know what expression I have now, and he doesn't start talking until people approach,

"I said, you can actually—"

Before Fang Gayao finished speaking, his whole body was wrapped, and suddenly the body temperature of another person swept over him from top to bottom. The familiar domineering and encroachment gave Fang Gayao a sense of security.

There was also a fruity fragrance wafting from the opponent's body.

I don't know whether the wine I drank before or the sugar I ate.

The lights around the square went dark for a moment, only the lights of the stars were still on the upper floors of the nearby residents, intersecting with each other, and a few lights flickered vertically and horizontally. Because Wu Wei's shoulders were taller than his own, Fang Jiayao leaned his chin against each other. When it was on the shoulders, I tiptoed slightly, managed to find a comfortable position, and sighed softly, "Why are you doing this?"

"So, you just answered the wrong question?" Wu Wei was still struggling with the previous question, "I said, you have to tell me today, do you miss me?"

Fang Jiayao wanted to support Wu Wei's body to pull it out, but Wu Wei's palms were so big that he could not move no matter how much he lay on his back like a magnet, so he could only give up in the end, and leaned back lazily, pushing himself All of the weight is supported on the palm of Wu Wei's warm hand.

He could feel the palms of those hands gradually climbing up the rock, and finally supported on his neck, and the warm fingers were embedded in his spine one by one.

The numbness disturbed his somewhat slack nerves.

Most of the crowd had already dispersed in the square, and the place seemed very empty. There were still remnants of light from the street lamps on both sides, barely reflecting in the remaining darkness. Fang Jiayao uttered a syllable.

I don't know what it sounds like, but this syllable contains the emotion that he most desires to let the other person know, but it is suppressed in the middle, and it sounds very weird in the end.

"Huh?" Wu Wei likes to hold Fang Gayao's neck from behind. It is gentle and slender, and feels good in the hand. He lowers his head and leans closer, "If you don't say it, I will."

"If I say, I miss you so much that I'm going to die, do you believe it or not?" Wu Wei's face was very close to Fang Gayao's, but he didn't touch him, leaving only a piece of warm and humid air in the middle, ambiguous in the middle, not tickling. .

Wu Wei tried a few times in the middle, pretending to kiss, but in the end he just opened his mouth forward, licked his tongue along the tip of his teeth, and left a chuckle in Fang Gayao's ear.

He likes to see Fang Gayao's ears turn red.

He has specially observed that every time Fang Gayao is shy, his redness goes from bottom to top. Sometimes he really wants to know where the source of the fiery red is, and even the slightest tease can make Fang Gayao tremble all over.

Sensitive as hell.

So in the recent contact, he was just teasing, without any substantive contact.

Fang Jiayao's face was very itchy. He found that his body was always inexplicably itchy recently, extending from the outside of the epidermis to the inside of the skin. Sometimes he even felt that the source of the non-itching was in the apex of his heart, but he clearly knew why. I can't even scratch.

He can only be anxious, and he knows that the person who can solve this itching is the one who caused it.

"If I say yes," Fang Gayao's nose was sour, and his eyes were a little misty at the moment. He didn't know whether it was because of the alcohol or because of being too intimate. In short, he felt that he shouldn't make a sound now, but he couldn't control it.

It's so itchy.

"Can you let me go?" Fang Gayao didn't know where to look, and finally landed on Wu Wei's mouth.

He hadn't observed it carefully before. In fact, Wu Wei's mouth shape is very beautiful. When the whole person is not speaking, the corners of his mouth are actually curled up. It's just that most of the time he pays attention to his eyes first, thus ignoring the gentleness of his mouth. Q.

"Then don't talk about it, let me feel it myself, how much you miss me," Wu Wei suddenly hugged Fang Gayao after he finished speaking. Fang Gayao's weight is not too light. After all, he is a man, so any amount counts as weight, but Wu Wei usually works out, plus he also had weight training for hip-hop before, so it's not too difficult for him to pick up another man.

Fang Gayao lightened for no reason, and still subconsciously hugged Wu Wei's neck tightly, "This is the street," he said.

"I know." Wu Wei replied.

"If you know, let me down," Fang Gayao couldn't hold back, "A man hugging another man is wandering around in the street, what's going on," Fang Gayao said, seeing that Wu Wei was unmoved and did not struggle , just buried his face in the hollow of his neck, only a part of his pink neck was exposed, and continued to persuade in a muffled voice, "This place is not far from Dongke, maybe we can meet the students who come out, really, You can't tell like that."

"I don't know how to say it. According to what you said, a man hugs another man and dangles around in the street. Can it be explained clearly?" Wu Wei might think that Fang Gayao was arguing, and for the sake of his good behavior, he stuffed a candy into his mouth.

His favorite flavor of blueberries.

"Then for the sake of our clarity, can I trouble you with something," Wu Wei said as he lifted the man up, and pressed his fingers lightly on the other's thigh, which was very close to Fang Gayao's. .

The slight touch made Fang Gayao's whole body tense, his breathing began to be heavy, his speech was slurred, and he felt dizzy and hot all over.

In fact, objectively speaking, it was not only because of Wu Wei's actions, but a large part of the reason was that the alcohol Xing Jinbei gave him was too strong. When he was in the square, he actually had a faint feeling that the alcohol was starting to build up. Now being hugged by Wu Wei, he felt more floating, he even felt that he was dreaming, and even wanted to release his depression.

He heard Wu Wei speak, but right now he couldn't figure out the logical relationship inside, his knuckles were turning white, and he turned his head a little confused, "What did you say?"

Wu Wei answered word by word with his head down, "Then can I wrong you tonight and be my woman."

Didu is a famous city that never sleeps. The bustling nightlife often just starts in the early hours of the morning. There is no shortage of rich people there. In the parking lot along the street, there are piles of luxury cars, not to mention the beautiful people wandering around on the street. Men and women, the closer you get to the center of the city, the more you can feel that all the life and vitality of young people are blooming here, and the flowers are getting more and more lustful. This is a place where all young people are debauched and clamoring, full of desire|desires.

Fang Gayao had never been in or out of these places as a consumer.

And going in from a luxury brand store in this hugged posture.

"Xiaoman, please give me some space to help my friend try on some clothes, it's not convenient for him to sprain his leg," Wu Wei made up nonsense without changing his face, and put him in the fitting room.

When Fang Gayao came in, he could see clearly that this was a luxury women's clothing store, but any piece of clothing that he could see basically started at four figures, and even the most basic fitting room was carefully decorated. The layout pattern implements the Nordic style of the store, and the area even has a taste of a living room.

"I remember last time you were wearing women's clothing in the alley. You have a good figure." Wu Wei put the person down, but did not get up, and pressed down in the direction of the person. The tiptoes of his toes hooked the half-open door, and he closed it gently, and then began to leave his mark on Fang Gayao's body unscrupulously. The sound of his mouth touching the skin was loud, mixed with the sound of saliva. The sound insulation effect of the room was good, and the whole The sound of kissing was particularly ear-piercing in the empty room, "Tonight, you're going to be drunk, and you can do whatever you want, and I'll be with you."

"I want you to change the way and try to be with me in an upright manner. You don't have to take it seriously, and don't feel pressured, I know it all," Wu Wei said at the end, biting Fang Jiayao's throat, leaving a Gently teeth marks, "This is not true."

When someone knocked on the door outside, Wu Wei got up from Fang Gayao's body, hooked his index finger on his neckline, pulled it slightly, and knelt down on one foot, leaning in front of Fang Gayao, lowering his brows and eyes in an extremely obedient gesture. Fang Gayao smoothed out the scattered folds of his clothes from the cuffs to his shoulders, tidied them up by the way, and finally let the people outside the door come in.

A little girl in uniform came in, because she was a salesperson here, so she was very dignified, her mannerisms were very elegant, her appearance was a bit higher than that of passers-by, she called Wu Wei Master in a very sweet voice.

"Here are some clothes you ordered before. The sizes are all marked before. Take a look," the little girl said without any extra eyes, and kept a standard smile at the corners of her mouth. Then she bowed slightly and stepped back to close the door Take it and go out.

During the whole process, she didn't care about the obvious bite marks on Fang Gayao's neck and arms, and she didn't care why she came in with a bunch of children's clothes in her arms when she entered the fitting room with only two men, she just kept quiet Of course, doing what you are supposed to do.

"Choose a color," although Wu Wei said so, but he used his hands to hook up the top one, a high-waist skirt made of bright red soft material, "How about this one?" He began to gesture towards Fang Jiayao while speaking Sweeping on the opponent's body has already caused a little red spots from his nibbling, but it hasn't disappeared yet, and the red marks are quite obvious.

"Tailu, change it." Fang Gayao now wants to quit drinking, sometimes alcohol will really affect judgment, and he will do some contradictory things.

But sometimes alcohol is an excuse.

I want to do something I dare not do.

Like now.

"But I like this one." Wu Wei was kneeling on the ground. Fang Jiayao's heart moved slightly in this surrendering posture, and he moved back slightly, wanting to distance himself from Wu Wei, because it was indeed too hot. , put the other leg on his knee, pulling at the neckline, "You can do whatever you want."

He just felt that he wanted to get through the night as quickly as possible.

Changing to a room with a bathroom, Fang Jiayao went to take a shower before changing his clothes. When he came out, he found that Wu Wei was still in the same posture. The suit hanging on his body was not dignified, but the neckline he had messed up was wanton and wide open. Much like a wild dog waiting for its master to return.

Fang Gayao's hair was still wet, dripping water, and there was residual alcohol washed away, he felt a little clearer now, and when he saw that red soft dress again, he subconsciously repelled it.

Fang Gayao sat down on the sofa, wearing a thin cotton bathrobe, and motioned for Wu Wei to go in, but with a light tap of his toes, the bathrobe lifted up lightly, and the slow speed of lifting caused the bathrobe and the fragrance of the bath just now to waft in the air. air.

He was naked.

Just got a clean look.

One of his feet was lifted up by Wu Wei, the tip of the toe was flat with the other's chest, and a layer of warm breath fell on it.

Fang Gayao twitched his feet back without twitching, watching the opponent's wrist recede, pinched his own foot, and tapped on the opponent's heart.

One after another, a powerful beat followed the toes and spread all the way to the body.

In the end even synchronized my own breathing.

At this time, Fang Gayao suddenly realized that the alcohol remaining in the air did not belong to him at all, but the aroma of alcohol in Wu Wei's mouth after the sweet and greasy blueberry smell dissipated.

The other party obviously didn't intend to take a bath, Fang Gayao could only hear his whisper accompanied by heavy breathing,

"So now I can kiss you passionately?"

"My Majesty the Queen."