When gentleness is worn into the ancient dog blood crematorium

Chi Baiwan stood quietly at the same spot. The eyes of the man he was most familiar with were full of long-suppressed desire. He was very familiar with this look. They had spent five years exploring each other's physical limits, many days and nights They all forget their love and seek happiness, and they fit together to the extreme.

Fu Sihan wanted him, no matter what he said or not, this was what he thought in his eyes.

But it's different, Chi Baiwan won't respond anymore, as Fu Sihan said, he used to rely on his young and good-looking body to do things wrong, and when those things were put on his older lover, it became shameful and ridiculous, very funny.

Chi Baiwan stood quietly, feeling that the cramped environment made him unable to breathe.

The room is not too dark, the night makes the atmosphere silent and oppressive, and there is a blatant love factor in the air, coming and going between the two people, rampant, seems to indicate an upcoming, not very pleasant sex .

Chi Baiwan can imagine that Fu Sihan has whatever he wants in his life, he is rich and powerful, and there will be more and more sex partners for entertainment, but he just likes to sleep with himself. It has been almost a year since the breakup, and he must have been holding back for a long time without having sex with others. There is something hidden in his body that is eager to explode, so he is extra impulsive.

Chi Baiwan took a step back completely, leaned weakly against the white wall, raised his head to stare at Fu Sihan, and said in a dull tone, "Are you here to fuck me?"

Fu Sihan unbuttoned his clothes, casually put his clothes aside, and asked him in a low voice, "Will you cooperate?"

Chi Baiwan didn't even roll his eyes, he watched Fu Sihan walking towards him dumbly, shook his head and said, "I don't want to have sex right now, I can't cooperate with you, maybe you will get tired of seeing my body, after all I It's not as beautiful as it used to be."

Fu Sihan frowned lightly, as if he had locked up a beast in his heart, wanting to explode impatiently.

He really missed Chi Baiwan so much, so he had to be patient, let his thoughts make him gentle and patient, and slowly wrapped his arms around Chi Baiwan's waist: "I just said casually, don't take it to heart. Three I haven't seen you for a month, let me hug you."

Chi Baiwan's heart ached, and he wanted to throw off his arms, but he hugged him tighter and tighter, his hot breath spread around his ears, and his desire was hard to hide.

Fu Sihan kept lingering on his slender waist, rubbing his skin vigorously, and said in a low and gentle tone, "You've lost weight."

Chi Baiwan's face was pale and expressionless, Fu Sihan felt very uncomfortable seeing him like this, so he lightened his hand and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm not here to fuck you, I'm here to talk to you. "

Chi Baiwan looked at him woodenly: "I have a sore throat, and I can't speak today, Mr. Fu, please go back."

"Hey, be obedient. Let's not quarrel today, okay. I miss you so much. Don't push me so far." Fu Sihan's tone was very gentle, but his attitude was domineering. He rolled up his cuff buttons, showing a smooth The powerful arm lines hugged Chi Baiwan horizontally, with strength and ease like hugging a weak kitten.

In the darkness, Chi Baiwan was properly placed on the sofa by him. Fu Sihan knelt down, grabbed Chi Baiwan's thin feet, and took off his shoes and socks.

"Are the socks and shoes inappropriate? I'll take you to buy them tomorrow."

Fu Sihan touched the sock tear stains on his skin with his fingertips. The red marks were very conspicuous on his thin ankles. He lowered his head and kissed Chi Baiwan's ankles deeply.

Chi Baiwan didn't want to look at him, and looked up at the ceiling, but he couldn't feel his ankle.

Fu Sihan didn't bring it up, he just kept kissing his feet over and over again.

"I will take care of you in the future." Fu Sihan simply sank half of his knees to the floor, and put his feet in the palms of his hands.

"I recently learned a technique from a masseuse in Thailand that might bring back feeling to your ankle, at least a little better than it does now."

Chi Baiwan lowered his head and looked at his profile coldly. Fu Sihan was still wearing his company attire, a white shirt and black trousers. The fabric exposed his delicate waist, buttocks and legs. He massaged the acupoints on the soles of his feet with his slender fingers, the movements were delicate and extremely gentle.

This tenderness is enough to drown Chi Baiwan, who longed for his love a year ago, in the pink foam.

What he had always dreamed of was Fu Sihan looking back at him, not asking for love, but caring.

This humble expectation is not because of anything else, but because the person he loves is Fu Sihan.

This reason was enough for him to lower his head again and again, put his dignity on the ground and let Fu Sihan crush it with his feet.

He was even willing to give up his life for Fu Sihan.

Chi Baiwan suddenly felt very sad, and smiled bitterly.

Hearing him laugh, Fu Sihan raised his head, and there was a moment of astonishment on his stern and handsome face.

Chi Baiwan said quietly: "It's been five years, Fu Sihan, except when you were with you, you have never treated me so tenderly."

That's right, Fu Sihan seldom talks and expresses less on weekdays, Chi Baiwan has to take the initiative in everything, even when making love, Fu Sihan said to do it again, and Chi Baiwan indulged him to do it again.

Fu Sihan lowered his eyes and said after a long while, "It was my negligence that I didn't take good care of you."

Chi Baiwan just wanted to shake his head, "Fu Sihan, you don't have to pretend to be so considerate. Others don't understand you, but I understand you very well. I dare not use you as a young master to serve me. What can I do."

Fu Sihan rubbed his feet and legs unmoved, and then got up when the massage was almost done, "Wanwan, I forgot something."

He went out and came back again, already holding a large bouquet of delicate Corolla red roses in his hands. It seemed that there were a thousand of them, so he could only push the bouquet in.

Fu Sihan put a whole bouquet of flowers on the side of the coffee table, sat down on the coffee table, picked out a rose and handed it to him, looked at Chi Baiwan calmly and said: "I asked the person who sent the flowers to put The rose thorn is off, it won't hurt you."

Looking at the flowers, Chi Baiwan thought of the rose garden in the old house, where he and Fu Sihan had sex, the thorns scratched his skin, the pain mixed with the tense feeling of curling up could make him Chi Baiwan huddled into a ball completely, making Fu Sihan so cold that he couldn't control himself.

... so embarrassing.

Chi Baiwan took the flowers with his pale hands, and lowered his eyes to look at the flowers: "Is it interesting? If you want to insult me, you can just say it directly. You have said that kind of thing before, and I'm used to it."

Fu Sihan stared into his eyes, feeling another pain in his heart, "At that time I loved you so much that I never thought of insulting you."

Chi Baiwan shook his shoulders, "Stop lying in the name of love, Fu Sihan, you are not the one who hurts."

Fu Sihan pursed his lips tightly, took the flowers in his hand to the tea table, hugged Chi Baiwan onto his lap, held down Chi Baiwan's struggle, and forced him not to let him go.

Fu Sihan looked at him carefully, like a falcon looking down at a canary trapped in its territory, with sharp narrow eyes, scanning every piece of flesh and blood on his body, thinking about how to catch the bird with a net.

Fu Sihan turned his head to kiss his face as the atmosphere was filled with anxiety and ambiguity.

Chi Baiwan finally had no strength to hide anymore, so Fu Sihan tightly strangled his waist, and brought him very close to him, until Chi Baiwan was trembling in his arms, before he relaxed his strength.

Chi Baiwan accepted the kiss with empty eyes, allowing Fu Sihan to kiss his earlobe and side of his neck from the corner of his mouth.

Amidst the low gasps of the two, Fu Sihan's deep voice kept telling his winter night's thoughts in his ears: "It's snowing outside, this winter's first snow, I want to watch it with you, just like before."

Chi Baiwan followed his words and looked at the snowflakes outside the window in a daze. Some kind of memory overwhelmed him, covered all his reason, and made him eager to sink down for a moment.

"Why did you send me flowers?"

Chi Baiwan put his hands on the rose petals and brushed them lightly, his mind went blank, as if a fragile string was pulled repeatedly in his heart.

"It snowed last year, you—"

You may not remember, I guarded the snowman and waited for you to go home, but when the wind and snow came at night, I did not wait for you to return home.

Fu Sihan had no impression of all this, but he still coaxed Chi Baiwan and said, "I'm sorry, baby, I was wrong."

Chi Baiwan remained silent.

He looked into Fu Sihan's eyes. In addition to desire, there was also longing, and some extremely paranoid and possessive desires covered up some emotions.

Chi Baiwan couldn't understand it, maybe it was the jealousy and anxiety of being robbed of toys by others, maybe it was because Chi Baiwan's attitude was too firm, and he hadn't seen him for three months. Si Han was afraid, and willingly let go of his airs as a big shot to seek peace.

It could also be...

In order to make love with him smoothly tonight, Fu Sihan deliberately said some nice words.

Fu Sihan hugged him and didn't let go, his whole body was extremely dependent, resting his head on his neck and clasping him tightly in his arms, like holding a soft toy that he couldn't put it down, rubbing against his neck like a rogue, Chi Baiwan's chest tingled with low magnetic voice: "I just want to send you flowers. If you like it, I will send you flowers every day."

Chi Baiwan shook his head expressionlessly, and replied softly: "No, I don't need it. When can you leave?"

Fu Sihan was silent at first, not too surprised by this answer, and then took out a hard box from his pocket.

Inside was a platinum ring, which was exactly the same as the pair Chi Baiwan had bought for him.

With a tender look on his face, Fu Sihan took Chi Baiwan's hand and put it on his ring finger, and kissed his knuckles lightly: "Don't take it off, I like the ring on your hand, it's very beautiful."

Chi Baiwan could only withdraw his hand. He lowered his face and bit his lips tightly, not wanting Fu Sihan to see the mist in his eyes.

...It's not worth it, Chi Baiwan.

Chi Baiwan waited for a long time before raising his head, "What are you doing here today?"

Fu Sihan could see that his eyes were red, and his tone was more gentle and affectionate: "Baby, are you sure you want to ask at this time?"

"What time is this time?" Chi Baiwan's lips trembled, and his other hand clenched tightly behind his back.

He wanted to say something that Fu Sihan couldn't accept, something that could severely gouge his heart.

But what Fu Sihan said next made him completely questioned, and he was covered in cold sweat.

Fu Sihan stared deeply into Chi Baiwan's eyes: "Wanwan, you know, the suspension of your movie shooting has caused Huo Jue's company's stock to drop, and it has already lost several percentage points. Among them, I also have a fortune Investment, this is Huo Jue's promise to divide up part of my land. But my family asked me to withdraw all investments related to you, and I did not agree. Moreover, I also know that today, my dad came to find me behind my back because of this matter. over you."

Since Fu Sihan knew it all, Chi Baiwan didn't hide anything, nodded, "And then?"

"Then?" Fu Sihan held his temper, raised his long eyes slightly, although the emotion in his eyes was gentle, there was also a little bit of dissatisfaction: "Why did you promise my dad to leave me? You know I can't let you go, and I never keep it." Such feudal rules."

During the day, Fu Song talked with Chi Baiwan for an hour, and asked him, how much money you want, our family can afford it, as long as you leave Fu Sihan's sight, don't let him do failed business and make more mistakes decision.

The conversation is old-fashioned, but that's how the older generation thinks. When Chi Baiwan heard it, he felt powerless and sour, and immediately said: Uncle Fu, you can ask your son about these things. He insisted on me, not me. he.

Fu Song said helplessly that Fu Sihan rejected his proposal and did not agree to give up supporting Chi Baiwan, so he could only start with Chi Baiwan. If you really don't like him, why not promise me that I will give you money.

Chi Baiwan had nothing to say to him, but his upbringing would not allow him to refute an older man, so he agreed, but he didn't want a penny, and he didn't want to owe the Fu family anything.

He forgot that the only leader of the Fu family's group of mad dogs was Fu Sihan, and the huge wealth empire only listened to this one person.

Chi Baiwan said softly: "No reason, I don't want to owe you anything. After we broke up, we will be settled. I said this once, and I will say it again now..."

Fu Sihan covered his mouth with his hand, "If you can't be clear, you have nothing to say. Wanwan, you can't afford the loss, but I can afford it. The money is nothing to me. , Don’t say things like Liangqing in the future, I don’t agree.”

His fingers stroked Chi Baiwan's lips, and he stared at those soft and red lips without blinking, "Wanwan, I'm hungry, let's go cook, okay?"