How to raise the president

The last one he likes, An Ziyu yelled out almost with all his strength and courage, yelling at President Fang to the point of bewilderment, he didn't know what to do.

"If I had known in advance that I would meet you, then I would have been waiting for you to appear in front of me." An Ziyu choked up, and wiped his tears while smiling, "Maybe in the dark, God let me be in front of you." Wait for you."

He rejected the people who confessed to him in the past, but accepted the person in front of him alone.

Still a handle.

He didn't have that kind of meaning for Su Yun, so he rejected Su Yun. At that time, he had a feeling that Su Yun was very good, but he and her were not the most suitable.

"Ziyu..."

Fang Youyi understood what happened next, even though An Ziyu didn't say it, he was almost speechless, even full of joy and emotion.

"Okay, I know, don't cry, don't cry." Fang Youyi rubbed An Ziyu's head, and said softly, "My fault, my fault, I will never be so fierce to you again."

Knowing that An Ziyu thought so, Fang Youyi really wanted to go back to his childhood and abduct An Ziyu when he was not adopted.

"I'm not crying, I'm just, just..." excited.

An Ziyu sniffed hard, stretched out his hands to hold Fang Youyi's face, raised his head and gently kissed Fang Youyi's eyes, nose, and mouth.

Fang Youyi also kissed him deeply again, they breathed and entangled with each other, and their lips and tongues intertwined.

An Ziyu didn't know why he wanted to comfort someone, or why he wanted to kiss him in search of comfort. He only knew that he really wanted to kiss Fang Youyi, and also liked him so much that he didn't know how to say it.

Especially when he saw Fang Youyi's hurt and wronged face, it was just saying what he said.

I remember when I was a child, when I accidentally saw my adoptive father kissing his sad adoptive mother, his mind was full of: Why do adults want to kiss when they cry?As soon as my mother cried, my father kissed my mother, from the forehead to the eyes, from the eyes to the tip of the nose, and from the tip of the nose to the mouth, it was so numb.

Now he understands, because the person in front of him is his sweetheart.

A sweetheart is for kissing, loving, and pain.

And kissing is precisely a very important way to express love. Kissing someone you like is one of the happiest things in the world.

It's not "sick to death".

The two of you love each other, tossing and turning, An Ziyu sat on Fang Youyi's lap for some reason, and Fang Youyi unbuttoned the hospital gown and slipped it down to his waist.

It is not an exaggeration to compare them to greedy snakes, they are tightly entangled with each other, and no one will let go of the other.

An Ziyu put his arms around Fang Youyi's neck, and Fang Youyi held his waist, leaving fingerprints that were not deep or shallow on his back.

I don't know how long it took before the four bright red lips were willing to part.

They looked deeply into each other's eyes, and the desire and love in the eyes spread rapidly like a flame.

An Ziyu vaguely felt the thriving desire sitting below, and he also knew that their mouths were all dry and thirsty, their hearts were very urgent and empty, and they really wanted to be crazy with the person in front of them.

But the remaining rationality told him that this is a hospital, so don't mess around.

This is a hospital, as long as the doctors and nurses come to make ward rounds or something, they will see the back of the door when they open the door, and they are crazy at the moment.

But each other's breathing is so chaotic, almost crazy, as if the only sliver of reason will collapse in the next moment.

They were all lingering on the edge of reason, constantly telling themselves that this is a hospital and they should not mess around.

An Ziyu and Fang Youyi just looked into the eyes of both of them, wishing they could become one and never be separated.

I don't know who said "go home" first, and I don't know who let go of who first, I just know that the person sitting on the legs is on the chest of the person on the legs, sucking and biting...