Are you in love?the kind of life

Chapter 128

"Hmm... Fu Yao..." Hei Xiaoxiao put his hands on Fu Yao's shoulders and pushed him away, but the man's strength was too great, and he couldn't shake Fenhao.

The other party's soft tongue was like a victor who rushed in after breaking through the city wall. He patrolled the land he had conquered back and forth, step by step, carefully, and walked through every corner.

Hei Xiaoxiao only felt that the air in his lungs was about to be squeezed clean, his consciousness gradually became dull, and finally he began to respond to the other party uncontrollably.

Just a second before he was sure that he was about to faint, the man's tongue finally came out of his mouth. At the same time, he pressed a switch on the wall behind him, and the room was instantly lit up. Hei Xiaoxiao subconsciously squinted. They closed their eyes, and a thin silver thread stretched out between the corners of their lips, refracting an ambiguous luster under the light.

Hei Xiaoxiao panted heavily, lowered his eyes, and felt a slight coolness on his lips. Before he recovered from the stormy kiss, his chin was lifted gently and forcefully.

Then, the handsome face gradually enlarged, and then Hei Xiaoxiao felt a softness on his lips, and it turned out that a man stuck out his tongue and licked it.

licked...

Hei Xiaoxiao stared at him with wide eyes, the dark brown eyes were filled with mist, the corners of the eyes were slightly red, and his chest was still heaving violently.

Fu Yao looked at him deeply, the color of his eyes changed from azure blue to dark blue, which was soul-absorbing.

"Xiaoxiao..." Fu Yao whispered, calling his name with a hoarse voice.

Fu Yao looked at the person in front of him, and his eyes fell on the other's exquisite eyebrows, inch by inch, with greed and forbearing love, he carved the other's appearance into his bones.

He is in a mess now, his heart is like duckweed floating on the water in a storm, without a single point of support, only by looking at the person in front of him and making sure that the person is indeed still by his side can he have a moment of peace.But it's not enough, it's not enough...

The hot and moist kiss gradually descended from the forehead, eyebrows, eyes, nose, cheeks, and finally rosy lips.

Between the entanglement of lips and teeth, there is an extreme lingering lingering.

Hei Xiaoxiao's eyelashes were slightly closed, and the light sprinkled in his eyes finely, spreading out a river of stars all over the place.

Fu Yao gently pecked and kissed him, with an inaudible voice: "If you don't like it... just push me away..."

Hei Xiaoxiao looked at him with the reflection of a man in his eyes. After a long silence, he trembled his eyelashes, closed his eyes slowly, and put his arms around his neck...

The night outside the window was as black as splashed ink, and the cold wind squeezed in from the unclosed window, trying to disperse the scorching heat in the room, but was licked and licked by Qingyu's flames in a second, and then together Pulled into the abyss of pleasure.

At the moment when the soul and the flesh were united, both of them couldn't help but groan, one was happy and the other was painful.

Hei Xiaoxiao's exquisite facial features wrinkled into a ball, grew like a fish on a chopping board, and his mouth kept panting. Fu Yao, who was above him, looked at his painful expression, gritted his teeth and held back his desire to sprint. Beads of sweat dripped from the smooth and full forehead, slid all the way down the handsome face, and then gathered on the beautifully shaped chin. Finally, with a soft "click", it dripped on the delicate body of the person underneath. on the clavicle.

The scene in front of him greatly stimulated Fu Yao's eyeballs, his already deep eyes turned dark blue in an instant, and Hei Xiaoxiao only felt that the things buried in his body grew bigger.

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"Xiaoxiao, I'm sorry, I can't help it anymore..." Fu Yao's voice was as if it had been polished by sandpaper, deep and hoarse, with an unsteady breath, and before he finished speaking, he slowly moved.

Hei Xiaoxiao squinted his eyes and looked at him. After a long time, he raised his hands to cover the man's broad shoulders, his slender and straight legs, and slowly encircled the man's thin and powerful waist. This movement completely burned him out. With the man's last trace of reason, Hei Xiaoxiao was dragged into the abyss of desire before he even had time to utter an exclamation.

While his body was ups and downs, he felt in a trance that he had become a flat boat on the sea, and he could only roll and drift with the waves...

The result of a night of carnival was a high fever the next morning.

Fu Yao looked at the thermometer in his hand, frowning so much that he could kill a fly. The family doctor on the side was mixing potions and preparing to give someone a powerful antipyretic injection. He lifted a small part of the quilt and saw that there were everywhere There was a bruise hickey, and his face, which had rarely experienced emotional fluctuations after practicing medicine for decades, was stunned for a rare moment.

The old man Fu standing beside him was supported by the butler, and he saw it too. His old face was flushed with shame, and he couldn't find his eyes.

"Young man, if you don't know how to be temperate when you are young, you will suffer when you are old." The doctor gave Fu Yao a meaningful look, and said to humanity with earnestness.

Fu Yao: "..."

He swiftly gave the person an antipyretic injection, and then hung up the medicine. After leaving a few doses of medicine, the doctor left with the medicine box.

Mr. Fu and the butler sent him out, and before leaving, he looked back at his grandson, his eyes were indescribable.

It was rare for Fu Yao to feel a fever on his face. He raised his hand and touched his nose to hide his embarrassment. After the person left, he walked to the side of the bed and sat down, looking at the person on the bed with calm and gentle eyes.

Hei Xiaoxiao closed his eyes, his cheeks were flushed due to the high fever, and his lips were slightly chapped. Fu Yao straightened the quilt for him, took another look at the potion, and raised his hand to try whether the other party's hand would be cold because of the potion. , Only then did I feel relieved.

Fu Yao stayed by Hei Xiaoxiao's side all the time, watching over the potion for others. When the phone on the bedside table rang, he had just changed another bottle for someone.

Looking at the caller ID above, Fu Yao shook his head slightly. If there was nothing yesterday, they should be waiting for the plane at the airport at this time.

Not knowing how to face the person on the other side of the phone, Fu Yao hesitated for a while, and when he looked at the person who was sleeping soundly on the bed, he suddenly made a decision in his heart.

"Hey?"

"Xiaoxiao, you..." Luo Heng made a video call, so when he saw that it was not Hei Xiaoxiao who appeared on the other side of the phone, his voice faltered.

"Are you...Francis?" Luo Heng looked at those familiar eyes with a hesitant tone.Hei Zhe's head suddenly stretched out to occupy half of the screen, "Francis?" He squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the young man on the other side of the phone.

Fu Yao looked at the two old men, his vocal cords were a little tense.

"Uncle Luo, Uncle Zhe." He greeted.

Luo Heng was the first to come back to his senses, looking at him with a smile: "I haven't seen him for a few years, and he has become handsome. Where is Xiaoxiao, you two are together now? You ask him to answer the phone, Uncle Luo has something to think about." tell him."

"Xiaoxiao, he..." Fu Yao glanced at the person on the bed, and said, "He's a bit inconvenient now."