The seven years between me and Zha Gong

Fang Qiyan was really annoyed to death. After the game, she was pestered by Chen Ningshuang to the celebration banquet. During the banquet, Chen Ningshuang drank a few glasses of cocktails, her fair face flushed, her soft arms wrapped around Fang Qiyan's neck , whispered in his ear: "Qi Yan, I'm a little drunk, take me home..."

Fang Qiyan sent Chen Ningshuang back to the apartment in the city center. He helped the limp Chen Ningshuang back to her house, opened the door, and before turning on the light, Chen Ningshuang threw herself into Fang Qiyan's arms.

In the darkness, only the breathing of the two could be heard.

Chen Ningshuang raised her head, blushing, "Qi Yan, I like you..."

Fang Qiyan didn't speak, and looked at Chen Ningshuang coldly. Chen Ningshuang kissed his neck proactively, and began to take off Fang Qiyan's clothes with a pair of snow-white hands.

"Qi Yan, we are both adults, I am willing, no matter whether you will be responsible to me or not, even if it is only for one night, I am willing...I like you, Qi Yan, I am willing to do anything for you..." Chen Ningshuang sniffed Seeing the scent on Fang Qiyan's body, he said obsessively.

Fang Qiyan wanted to push her away, but he thought of his father's words, what would his brother think if he saw him now?To see him having everything but not being satisfied, always disappointing his father, and being carried away by a man.

He is a normal man, Fang Qiyan is a normal man, Fang Qiyan thought, put his arms around Chen Ningshuang's waist, Chen Ningshuang was encouraged, and smiled even more charmingly, she stood on tiptoe and gave her red lips: "Qi Ningshuang Word……"

Fang Qiyan frowned, disgusted in his heart, no, it's not Lan Weiyu, it's still no good.

Fang Qiyan pushed Chen Ningshuang away, Chen Ningshuang looked at him blankly and said, "What's wrong, Qi Yan?"

"You're drunk." Fang Qiyan opened the door and turned sideways. The light in the corridor made his profile very clearly defined.

"I hate the smell of wine."

The door closed, Chen Ningshuang clenched her fists tightly, her eyes were full of humiliation.

It's almost twelve o'clock... Lan Weiyu stood on the second floor of the abandoned factory, looking at the starry sky. Last time, he and Fang Qiyan celebrated their birthday here, and Fang Qiyan's eyes looked soft and dreamy under the starlight.

Lan Weiyu looked at the amulet in his hand, and the store manager said that as long as he is sincere, his wish will come true.

Lan Weiyu held the amulet tightly in his hand, closed his eyes and made a wish, what he wanted most, what was he most wanted...

Is it money, does it mean not having to worry about food and clothing, or is it my brother's illness?All in all, finally, Fang Qiyan's face appeared in Lan Weiyu's mind.

The first time they met, when the young man jumped off the wall, Lan Weiyu thought the indifferent and slightly mocking face was very good-looking.

"Fang Qiyan." This was the deepest wish in his heart.

"Fang Qiyan." Lan Weiyu whispered, opened his eyes, he heard the rapid breathing of the young man, he turned his head in surprise, and saw Fang Qiyan who was out of breath.

"Phew... You are indeed here." Fang Qiyan leaned on the iron gate and said with his forehead.

Lan Weiyu looked at him, and said in a daze, "Fang Qiyan, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be with Chen Ningshuang now...?"

Fang Qiyan walked up to him and said, "Have you watched the TV?"

Lan Weiyu was stunned for a moment, and said, "Look."

"Happy birthday." Fang Qiyan said, blushing a little.

Lan Weiyu looked at him for a long time, then laughed: "Thank you, Fang Qiyan, it's very romantic." Fang Qiyan looked at him, his heart was beating fast, only this person, only this person can disturb his heartbeat, he just Longing for this man's skin, this man's breath...

Fang Qiyan put his arms around Lan Weiyu and kissed him indulgently. In between, he whispered, "Teacher, you've been drinking."

Lan Weiyu nodded with a blushing face, and his misty eyes were very cute. He whispered, "The store manager said that I am an adult, and I want to celebrate..." "I like... the smell of alcohol on the teacher." Marked, his voice was low, and the tip of his nose rubbed against Lan Weiyu's neck. 6

Fang Qiyan raised his hand, looked at his watch, and said, "It's twelve o'clock, teacher, happy adulthood."