Don't mess with me, I'm super fierce

The first quarrel between the parents who have always been in harmony was on Wei Borong’s 14th birthday. The two adults quarreled in front of the adolescent boy. The cause of the war was a woman’s text messages and phone calls. .

The recipient of the text message is not Wei Borong's father but his mother, Wei Jin.

Unfortunately, the content of the text message was just read by Wei Borong.

The content of the text message sent by the not-so-intimate note was sweet and disgusting, and even shocked the world.

——Honey, when will you divorce that man? I miss you so much. Do you want to come over today?

Wei Borong just helped Wei Jin who had something to do with her mobile phone for a while, and accidentally saw something she shouldn't have seen, no, it should be called her other side that no one knows.

He never thought that his mother, who had been indifferent to him for more than ten years, was gay, let alone that she would cheat on women...

If the father hadn't called the woman on the spot, the father and son would have been kept in the dark forever. Even if they divorced one day, they would not know the reason.

That was the first time they broke out in a war. At that time, Wei Borong's character was not so dull. He was at a loss and couldn't believe it. He felt that everything was not true, so he didn't take it seriously until he witnessed it with his own eyes half a month later...

The family quarrels continued, Wei Jin proposed divorce, Wei Borong's father was unwilling, the two dragged on for nearly two years, until the day Wei Borong was 16 years old, maybe it was tired, maybe it was because of despair, Wei Borong Father agreed to the divorce.

During the two years, Weibo talked less and less, and the adolescent child was rebellious. At that time, he learned to skip classes and fight. His father was very disappointed in him. Although he said he loved him, he did not take him away.

Perhaps, he is redundant.

"Do you regret it?" The young man's face was cold and his eyes were indifferent, as if he had nothing to do with the person in front of him.

Do you regret it?Regret, but facing the reality and all kinds of pressure from her family, she had no choice when she was young at that time, Wei Jin wiped her eyes, feeling a little sore and sore.

"I owe you a debt. Before you know it, you're almost grown up."

Wei Bo's tall and thin body blocked the door, and he didn't intend to get out of the way. He sneered, and his tone became more and more indifferent: "You don't regret it until now, right? I am so redundant, why did you choose to give birth to me? Are you happy that you hurt two people at the same time?"

"Snapped!"

Wei Jin's palms were a little numb, his eyes were red and he stared at Wei Borong, whose head was tilted slightly, and with a slap, conspicuous finger prints soon appeared on the boy's fair face.

"Wei Borong, I really shouldn't have given birth to you and raised you back then, and I shouldn't have gotten married. If, if I had a choice, would I have come to where I am today?"

"..."

Seeing the silent son and the mark on his face, Wei Jin suddenly woke up from the excitement, she looked at her hand regretfully, hating herself for not restraining her anger for a while.

Wei Borong didn't say anything, just turned around and closed the door heavily.

The loud noise made Wei Jin step back a bit, she stared at the closed door in pain, her lips murmured, and she silently said "I'm sorry".

Meng Yu was sleeping soundly, the familiar knocking sound drifted past his ears, he turned over in a daze, and the knocking sound became louder and louder.

……

In the middle of the night, the temperature of the air conditioner was a little too low. Meng Yu yawned, and with a little consciousness, he took the remote control and adjusted the temperature to 23 degrees.

The people watching TV around him were very silent after entering the door, and they hadn't said a word since they entered the room, except that they opened their mouths when they were eating mangosteen, and they pursed their mouths in a straight line the rest of the time.

Meng Yu is very sensitive to a person's emotional changes. This boss must have encountered something unsatisfactory and kept silent. Could it be that he quarreled with his mother again?

"Do you want to eat ice cream?" Wei Bo didn't say much, and Meng Yu didn't want to ask too much, looking at the fruit shells piled up in the trash can, he couldn't help breaking the atmosphere of silence.

Wei Bo didn't turn his head back, his eyes were glued to the tablet screen, and the thief who was watching the cross talk was excited, "I don't want to eat, I want to wash my hands."

"Go to the bathroom, you can find it, come back to watch the TV, don't worry about it for a while, you hurry up and wash your hands, if you dirty my tablet and sheets, you have to be responsible for cleaning them, don't want to go back if they are not clean !"

"It's exactly what I want, and I don't want to go back either. Then why don't you give your bed sheets some other color?" Wei Borong finally gave him a look.

Meng Yu was speechless, how could this person's face be thicker than that of the city wall!

"If you dare, I'll throw you off the balcony."

"You can try."

"..."

Meng Yu drooped his shoulders dejectedly, "Hurry up and wash your hands."

The depressed mood dissipated a lot, Wei Borong stopped teasing him, looked at the time on the tablet, got up to wash his hands, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly stopped.

"What's the matter?" Meng Yu, whose gaze followed him all the time, asked in confusion.

Wei Borong didn't look back, his red fingers rested on the doorknob, he lowered his head and stared at his toes, hesitated for a few seconds before hesitantly asked: "Can I stay for one night?"

"Huh? Borrow? You mean you want to sleep with me for one night?"

"Ah."

Sure enough, there was a conflict with the family, Meng Yu smiled without hesitation: "It's fine, it doesn't matter how long you want to stay, anyway, you will be my royal chef in the future."

The calm eyes flickered for a moment, Wei Bo's heart warmed up, and something was settled.

At around [-]:[-] in the morning, two even breathing sounds came and went one after another in the dark room.

After being woken up, Meng Yu's sleepiness was weak, he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, he deliberately suppressed the movement of turning over for fear of disturbing Wei Borong on the other side of the pillow.

Wei Borong, who was leaning sideways, had clear eyes without any drowsiness. The darkness would magnify one's senses, and one could easily catch any movement from the surroundings.

Wei Borong listened to Meng Yu's breathing and noticed that he turned over several times, knowing that he was still asleep.

"Meng Yu." In the middle of the night, all kinds of turbulent and complicated thoughts are always instigated in people's hearts.

Meng Yu, who just turned over again, froze, thinking that Wei Borong was dissatisfied with his too much movement, "Huh? Did it bother you?"

Wei Borong turned over and moved towards Meng Yu, the two were very close, as long as he moved a little further, he could stick to Meng Yu's body.

"No," the tone paused, and the voice suddenly became hoarse and deep, "Meng Yu..."

Meng Yu turned his back to Wei Borong, and felt a warm air blowing over the back of his neck. It was itchy. He wanted to scratch it, but his waist suddenly became hot. I don't know when Wei Borong got so close to him.

"You, what are you doing!"

Wei Borong's face could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but he could feel the hands on his waist slowly moving upwards, through the thin fabric, his fingers crawled like ants, causing a burst of itching.

Wei Borong covered Meng Yu's mouth in time, with his slender index finger on his lips, his voice became deeper and deeper: "Shh, auntie is next door, do you want to wake her up?"

Meng Yu struggled with a "woo hoo", but Wei Borong rolled over and pressed him down.

"Speak in a low voice." After speaking, Wei Bo let go of his hand.

Meng Yu was liberated, and said in a panic: "Wei Borong, you, don't mess around! I know you like boys, and I understand you, but, but you can't, you can't do this to me! If you do, we will I don’t even have to be friends, and I will still hate you for the rest of my life!”

The person on the body paused for a long time without moving, but did not reduce the strength of the confinement.

The room was quiet.

After a while, Meng Yu thought he had persuaded Wei Borong, but he didn't expect Wei Borong's actions to be more daring.

A strange feeling wrapped around his whole body, Meng Yu only felt his hands and feet go weak.

"Meng Yu, I don't know how to do anything, but you know, once the desire comes to you, if you don't taste the sweetness, it won't disappear on its own."

Meng Yu's body froze, and he lost the strength to struggle for a moment.

"What do you want to do!" He was terrified.

The fingers finally stayed on Meng Yu's lips, "I want to kiss you."

……

The first kiss was forced. It didn't have the legendary beauty. Instead, I felt disgusted and disgusted because the other party was a boy.

The second kiss was still forced, but it was a bit half-pushed, and the other party was still a boy.

When the soft lips were pressed down, Meng Yu's mind exploded, crackling, but it felt good, because Wei Borong was very gentle and delicate.

Even the air conditioner couldn't suppress the temperature in the room, and the sound of tsk-tsk was especially clear in the dark.

After getting acquainted with him, Meng Yu has softened into mud. Although Wei Borong didn't want to take advantage of it, but as he said, once something gets on it, it's hard to stop.

The human heart is greedy, and if you taste the sweetness, you will want more sweetness.

……

After one night, Meng Yu regretted wanting to cover himself with a pillow, but he didn't know how to face Wei Borong, but that person acted indifferently as if nothing happened last night.

Before leaving, Wei Borong said that it is normal for boys to masturbate each other.

Meng Yu didn't feel that this was the first time he was being held by others... he felt somewhat repulsed and shy. After all, being held by an outsider made him feel ashamed no matter what he thought.

But Wei Borong said it was normal... Meng Yu asked him if he had done this kind of thing with other boys before, Wei Borong replied quickly, saying that he had only done it with him, including kissing.

Meng Yu was skeptical, suspecting that Wei Borong had secretly read the tutorial, otherwise his skills would be so good.

Laying on the bed until almost eleven o'clock, Meng Yu got up to take a shower, and washed his dirty pants by the way.

Wei Borong looked normal, and knocked on the door of Meng's house at 11:30.

After Meng Yu opened the door and brought the person in with a dazed expression, he didn't even dare to look at Wei Borong's face, avoiding Wei Borong's sight several times.

He awkwardly took all kinds of ingredients to the kitchen. When Wei Borong reached out to pick them up, his fingers accidentally touched his. Watching, he fled back to his room in despair.

Meng Wu huddled under the quilt, thinking about what happened last night, it would be a lie to say that he didn't enjoy it. To be honest, it felt really good.

He touched his lips absently.