Brother, do you like me today?

Fengqiu is about to take the college entrance examination, and suffers from pre-examination anxiety. She always suffers from insomnia at night, and when she suffers from insomnia, she wakes up to do the questions.

Sometimes he was very scared, fearing that if he could not get into Qingjiang University, Wang Bozhou would not be with him.

But he didn't ask either.He felt that he couldn't always chirp like this, as if he didn't trust the relationship between them.

But in the three-mode test, Feng Qiu failed the exam and was 10th in age. According to the score line in previous years, he could not enter Qingjiang University.

He cried while clutching the report card. After crying, he sat on his seat and began to correct the test papers.

That night, Wang Bozhou called and asked how Fengqiu was doing.

Listening to Wang Bozhou's hoarse and magnetic voice, Feng Qiu was on the verge of tears, gritted his teeth, and said that he studied hard and would definitely be admitted to Qingjiang University.

Wang Bozhou felt that something was wrong, and after inquiring with Fengqiu's buddies Mo Jiming and Shen Ping, he knew that Xiaoqiu had failed the exam this time, and he was anxious and afraid.

Wang Bozhou felt that he might have put too much pressure on him.

You don't have to go to Qingjiang University, do you?

He was too selfish and wanted Feng Qiu to accommodate him, so he abducted Feng Qiu and left without a carrot. However, Feng Qiu was younger than the average senior high school students, and was still a child, so he was more afraid and worried.

Wang Bozhou went back on the weekend and dragged Feng Qiu out of the room, "Come on, I'll take you out to play."

The two of them went to the movies, the game hall, and the Southeast Asian restaurant. They devoted themselves to eating, drinking, and having fun. Wang Bozhou took him for a ride on the mountain road.

The weather is already hot and the cicadas are singing, but the temperature in the mountains is low and the water vapor is heavy, like a world of dew, which is isolated and cool under the white moonlight.

Wang Bozhou rented a convertible car, Feng Qiu was wearing a school uniform and sitting in the passenger seat, he heard the sound of the wind whistling by his ears, his lover was handsome and gentle under the moonlight, like a peaceful dream.

He began to cry softly.He felt that his tears came inexplicably, why did he cry when he was so happy?

But Wang Bozhou broke his chin and kissed him under a laurel tree regardless of the tears on his face.

Feng Qiu hugged his neck, and the more he kissed, the more sad he became. He threw himself into his arms and said very softly: "Brother, I'm afraid I won't be admitted to Qingjiang University."

Wang Bozhou only said: "I am always with you."

"You can't." Feng Qiu was dejected.

Wang Bozhou was categorical: "I say yes. When you reach the legal age of marriage, we will get married."

Feng Qiu was stunned, reached out to touch Wang Bozhou's face, and hugged it again.

Wang Bozhou comforted Fengqiu, finished the book for him, sorted out the wrong questions, and then went back to school.

The roommate said at the beginning that he ran twice a day and took a two-hour intercity train, was it hard work?

Wang Bozhou didn't speak.

Why does he feel hard?He was too happy to see Feng Qiu.

Fengqiu always remembers the day when the college entrance examination ended, the sun was so strong that the asphalt road outside the school was scorching hot, the leaves were scorched, and the canteen outside was open, with a new Coca-Cola advertisement posted.

When he went out, Feng Zhang and Feng Xian'er were there, as was Wang Bozhou.

Feng Qiu said a few words to Feng Zhang, explained the situation, then turned his head and threw himself into Wang Bozhou's arms.

There was a natural coolness on Wang Bozhou's body, and Feng Qiu hugged him comfortably.

"I think I can be admitted to Qingjiang University."

Wang Bozhou patted his back: "Well, I'll wait for you at Qingjiang University."

That was also the first time the Feng family brothers and sisters met Wang Bozhou.

They only knew that their child had an alpha they liked, but Feng Qiu hid it tightly and never knew what it looked like.

When I met him today, he behaves calmly and decently, is mature and stable, and looks handsome and dignified. He is really an outstanding Alpha.

The anger that the juicy little cabbage in his heart was pushed was fleeting, and Wang Bozhou immediately became satisfied everywhere.

Just because of the desire to wait for their child in the sun for three hours, the siblings recognized him.

The two messed around for the whole summer vacation, going to the beach, to the forest, to the fairy lake, to the mountains.

In the scenery of the lake and mountains, the figures of the two were clearly reflected.

Wang Bozhou remembered very clearly that they kissed in the boat under Wushan Mountain. They couldn't kiss for a long time, because the boatman was at the bow, and the two of them were not the type to make out in public. On time, quickly stick together and kiss.

In front of Wang Bozhou, there is the beautiful Wushan Mountain, the sky full of sunshine, and a rosy Fengqiu.

His slender eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his slightly opened eyes also reflected the landscape and the people in front of him.

After returning home, Feng Qiu started pestering him again, wanting to hug and kiss him.Feng Qiu entangled him in the narrow closet, the hands and feet of the two were entangled like a koala, Feng Qiu's sweet and greasy breath fell into the neck, and he stuck out his tongue for a while to lick.

Wang Bozhou closed his eyes with difficulty, letting the little pink tongue-tipped snake wander upwards, causing his back to go numb.

But at the end, Wang Bozhou slapped his butt, pulled up his pants, and carried him out of the closet.

Both of them knew in their hearts that when Feng Qiu became an adult, they would mark and get married.

Everything is arranged properly.

Sometimes they are anxious, eager to establish a closer relationship, but sometimes they are not in a hurry, wishing that every minute and every second of being together will become exhausting and long, and enjoy a little more of the two of them. The lotus cicadas, the autumn moon flying frost, the freezing rain and the furnace fire.

But everything is messed up.

In the third year of Fengqiu's junior year, Wang Bozhou was already in his second year of graduate school.While he was busy with his studies, he started a bioenergy company in Qingjiang with Fa Xiao Keqing, and he was very busy at the moment.

When Wang Bozhou came back from a business trip, he counted, but the video didn’t count. He hadn’t seen Xiaoqiu for half a month.

Wang Bozhou didn't even have time to go back to the dormitory to tidy up, so he rushed to the downstairs of Fengqiu dormitory, wanting to see him first.

But no one answered the phone, and I didn't know if I asked my classmates.

Wang Bozhou panicked all of a sudden, his face sank like water, and he called Fengqiu's acquaintances one by one.

Finally, Mo Jiming's call was connected.

"Brother? Xiaoqiu? Xiaoqiu was with me at the bar behind the school. He was a little drunk, so I sent him back."

Wang Bozhou hung up the phone without saying a word.

Mo Jiming became a little scared.Wang Bozhou is the most indifferent and cold as ice in the laboratory.He was always a little afraid of this senior brother, so he hurriedly dragged Feng Qiu back.

Hey, I shouldn't have come to this masquerade party in my class!

Just as he was thinking, a snow-white and slender arm gently wrapped around his.

Feng Qiu's drunken eyes were hazy, leaning on the sofa, revealing half of his snow-white and beautiful face, breathing lazily.

Mo Jiming always thought that Fengqiu was a green and sweet apricot on a branch in spring, soft and sweet, but he had never seen such a drunken, smoking and charming look.

The almond eyes are slightly narrowed, the tear film is extremely bright, as if she is about to cry, but she is smiling again, indescribably glamorous and moving.

His Beta blushed a little.

Among them were a few Alphas who were tall and muscular, sitting around Fengqiu, with green eyes, like a pack of wolves waiting for food.

Mo Jiming gritted his teeth and rushed over to help Feng Qiu up, Feng Qiu's head limply rested on his shoulder.

He listened to it: "Brother is here."

Feng Qiu smiled, his eyes changed from ambiguous and blurred to clear in an instant, like a red rose with thorns, like a red building unlocked, like a strange red moon salvaged from the water.

A man sat in the driver's seat of a Cadillac outside the bar, a little red fire in the shadows.

He is smoking.

Feng Qiu leaned against Mo Jiming as if his bones had been taken away suddenly.

Wang Bozhou drove the door and got down.

Feng Qiu narrowed his eyes slightly and saw that he had put out his cigarette on the trash can next to him, and when the night wind blew, a handful of fly ash fell on his black leather shoes.

After blowing again, the leather shoes were as bright as new, and there was nothing on them.

Wang Bozhou saw Fengqiu from a distance of five meters.

It's outrageous.

Feng Qiu didn't know who was instigated to wear a red dress today.His frame is slender and well-proportioned, like green poplars in spring, and he is completely in harmony with wearing a red dress. He has a somewhat feminine face and a wig, which is exactly the style of Gone with the Wind.Wang Bozhou originally only knew that Fengqiu was beautiful, tender and beautiful, but who knew that his long black curly hair and red dress with off-the-shoulder made him seem to have shed his innocent and innocent youth skin, which made him suddenly When she grew up, she changed into a gorgeous goblin face.

Wang Bozhou's heart was pounding and vibrating, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and he couldn't explain what was going on, a surge of gloom, he wished to bring Feng Qiu over to teach him a lesson.With a calm tone in his heart, he strode over, took Feng Qiu's arm and put it in his arms, "I'll do it."

Seeing that the young couple hugged each other, Mo Jiming's face became hot, so he immediately found an excuse to slip away.

Wang Bozhou carried him into the car with his slender white legs. When he lowered his head, he was very close to Fengqiu. The bridge of his nose almost touched his face. The large area of ​​exposed snowy skin was charming, and the two collarbones were clear and white. Thin, with attractive bones.

After a short breath, sweet apricot-flavored pheromones emerged, enveloping him like a quietly formed spider web.

Wang Bozhou asked coldly, "How much wine did you drink?"

Feng Qiu leaned back on the sofa, revealing a white and soft neck, and the little cute Adam's apple rolled gently, like a switch.

"I have no idea."

Wang Bozhou's face turned colder: "Put the pheromone away."

Feng Qiu's eyes were red, he was so pitiful, and he spoke with a drunken willful arrogance: "Why are you attacking me?"

Wang Bozhou was taken aback: "Where did I attack you again?"

Feng Qiu whimpered, "You speak so loudly."

Wang Bozhou: "..."

Wang Bozhou had no choice but to pinch the back of Fengqiu's neck and press his glands through a thin layer of flesh. It didn't feel hot, but was very soft, like glutinous rice cakes that had just been steamed.

Feng Qiu struggled all of a sudden, whimpered and said, "Why are you touching my glands! You're playing hooligans!"

Wang Bozhou's face froze: "I am playing a hooligan? Who am I? Feng Qiu, open your eyes for me!"

Feng Qiu turned his face away: "It's a brother who hasn't seen each other for half a month."

When Wang Bozhou heard this, he got angry.

Wang Bozhou simply sat next to him, half hugged him, and before he could say a few words of warmth, he couldn't help frowning: "Take off the wig."

Feng Qiu was stunned for a moment, obediently took off the wig, revealing the messy and fluffy hair, and threw the wig onto the passenger seat with a snap.

Wang Bozhou looked sideways, and saw a pitch-black mass of women's wigs spread out on the seat, which was a bit scary.

Feng Qiu blinked, his eyes were bright under the messy hair, his pupils were big and round, like a small animal: "My feet hurt." As he said, he bent down, lifted his feet, and took off his high heels with great effort.

A pair of oversized black stiletto heels.

Wang Bozhou couldn't bear it anymore, approached him very oppressively, and took out a few wet wipes: "Wipe your face clean!"

Feng Qiu curled his lips, as if he couldn't understand the words.

There was a faint blush on her fair face, and her lips were red and delicate.

Wang Bozhou's frontal veins are throbbing. He even put on makeup?

He personally covered Feng Qiu's face with a wet towel, rubbed it roughly twice, but there was nothing on the snow-white wet towel.

Feng Qiu's face turned even redder from rubbing, his eyes were blank, as if he had been ravaged pitifully.

Wang Bozhou asked: "Who told you to wear the skirt?"

Feng Qiu said blankly: "I want to wear it myself."

Wang Bozhou gritted his teeth: "Don't wear it. Come home with me now."

Fengqiu quarreled too much, the spirit of alcohol came up, he was dizzy, he held his face: "I caught the moon."

Wang Bozhou froze for a moment, then patted the back of his hand: "Yes, we caught it, let's go home."

When they arrived at Wang Bozhou's apartment, Feng Qiu stumbled off the sofa and hung it in Wang Bozhou's arms.

The red skirt was hooked in the gap, exposing a large section of snow-white and smooth thighs, like a white cloud blooming at night.

Wang Bozhou immediately reached out to cover his skirt, and walked around him to the elevator.

Fengqiu couldn't stand still, his back was pressed against Wang Bozhou's chest and abdomen, and it was burning hot, making him even more dizzy.

As soon as he entered the door, Feng Qiu sat on the small stool in the entrance, still holding the pair of high heels in his hand.

Wang Bozhou asked, "Where did the high heels come from?"

Feng Qiu said obediently: "I bought it."

Wang Bozhou reached out for the pair of stiletto heels and threw them into the trash can.

Feng Qiu watched quietly, neither crying nor fussing.

Wang Bozhou sat on the sofa with his arm, and touched his forehead: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Feng Qiu nodded.

"There is no medicine for the discomfort, who told you to drink?"

Feng Qiu: "...Then I won't feel bad. Don't kill me."

Wang Bozhou simply laughed angrily.

A villain made of crystal is not so fragile, is it?

Wang Bozhou poured a cup of hot water, added honey and served it to him.

Fengqiu carried it over, the water temperature was very high, it made him shiver, but he still carried it stupidly holding back his tears.

Wang Bozhou immediately snatched it back and put it on the coffee table: "Would you say it's hot?"

Feng Qiu sat blankly: "I want to change clothes."

As soon as clothes were mentioned, Wang Bozhou raised his brows angrily, and his stern face became even more frosty: "Would you like to wear a skirt next time?"

Feng Qiu shook his head softly, looking at him with the pious expression of a child who promised never to do it again.

Wang Bozhou immediately calmed down.

He had nothing to do with Feng Qiu.

Always commit a crime knowingly and always make him angry.

It wasn't the first time Feng Qiu came to his house, and he even slept for several nights, so his clothes were naturally stored in the house.

Wang Bozhou took a pair of his short-sleeved and trousers from the closet and handed them to him.

"Go to the bathroom and change."

Wang Bozhou took him to the bathroom, waiting at the door for fear of accidents.

The extremely bright headlights were turned on in the bathroom, like the scorching sun, and the strong light illuminated the glass door like a piece of paper that could be torn if poked.

Wang Bozhou was dumbfounded, and before he could stop it, he heard a crisp and clear sound of a zipper sliding down and then stopping abruptly.

Suddenly the silence of the apartment was broken.

Only a small light was turned on in the living room, and Wang Bozhou stood in the shadow, and the extremely bright and warm light source was within reach.

The figure of the person in the light source is clearly visible, and there is no way to hide it.

He hastily turned his head, not daring to look any further.

The fabric is rustling, scratching the delicate skin, and there is a different rhythm in the darkness, like small insects crawling on the grass in spring, like the soft sandy texture of the skin blown by the night wind.

It is gentle, unknowable, and ambiguous.

Wang Bozhou felt a little tormented, and was about to turn on the headlight in the living room, when he suddenly heard Feng Qiu's voice from the bathroom: "Brother, the zipper is stuck, I can't pull it off."

Wang Bozhou's throat joint rolled: "You pull it yourself."

Feng Qiu's begging voice came from the bathroom again: "Brother, I really can't pull it off. Why don't you bring a pair of scissors and I'll cut it open."

Backhand cutting with scissors is also too dangerous.

Wang Bozhou's voice was still cold: "I'll come in, you turn around."

Wang Bozhou's hand rested on the round handle for three seconds, and finally made up his mind to unscrew it.

It was dizzyingly bright.

Even more dizzying is the person with his back to him.

Sure enough, he turned around obediently, hanging his slender white neck, gentle and obedient.The red dress made her skin look like spring snow and beautiful jade.

He has touched it before, such snowy and white skin is prone to redness and stains.

The back zipper of the red dress was only half-opened, and it was stuck in the waist, so a large area of ​​back skin was exposed.

Fengqiu is thin and thin. Although his bones and flesh are well-proportioned, his back is thin, and a few small spinal bones are faintly emerging from the shallow spinal grooves, like fish swimming under the ice.

He moved his shoulders lightly, the butterfly bones raised, beautiful and rugged.

"Brother?"

Feng Qiu asked.

Wang Bozhou reached out and pulled hard, and the zipper of the skirt was broken smoothly.But now you can take it off.

At night, Feng Qiu slept next door, but Wang Bozhou couldn't sleep well.

It's not that he hasn't touched Fengqiu before, but he abides by the rules and knows how to measure. He doesn't dare to act rashly until he is an adult, and he has been Liu Xiahui who has been sitting still for countless times.

But tonight is really different, he tosses and turns, his head is full of Fengqiu's snow-white back, thin and cute, slightly swaying, weak and pitiful.

He got up and took a sleeping pill, and finally fell asleep.

But in the early morning, as soon as the effect of the medicine wore off, he began to dream in a haze.

This dream is incredible.

Feng Qiu got into his bed, and there was more than just the snow-white back. With his back facing him, he brushed aside the slightly long hair at the back of his neck, revealing his soft neck like a silver willow. The neck was connected to the back. Gently ups and downs panting, I do not know what to do.

Suddenly, Feng Qiu held his hand in his dream, and slid into the bloody red dress.

Feng Qiu bent his back, buried his face in the pillow, trembled like an electric shock, and cried softly.

Wang Bozhou was awakened with a start, his hands and feet were hot, and just about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, when he turned over, he fell on Feng Qiu, who crawled up softly at the side.

Wang Bozhou's eyes dimmed, he pinched his nose to wake him up, and while kissing his dazedly opened lips, he peeled off his short sleeve neatly.

Feng Qiu was still in shock, his eyes wide open under him.

Wang Bozhou slapped his butt with a cold face: "Turn over."

Feng Qiu blushed, and knelt down obediently, but before he knelt firmly, Wang Bozhou grabbed his ankle and separated his legs, stretching his waist and inserting them.

The back right now is like in a dream, white and smooth, with beautiful and moving lines, and the small spinal groove is slightly undulating.

Wang Bozhou's kiss landed on his back, Feng Qiu bit the back of his hand and obediently let him move.

For a moment the dream and the reality overlapped, there was a wet bump, another delicate panting, another white leg hanging on the waist, and a white smear around the lips. Wang Bozhou was dizzy. Bullied Feng Qiu.

Fengqiu said he was good, he was really good, no matter what Wang Bozhou did to him, he didn't resist, he seemed to be comfortable in everything, he liked everything, hugged him, and went with the flow.

Fengqiu loves him, and also thinks of Wang Bozhou's estrus period that he relied on inhibitors for many years.

He gave himself a lot of cherish and waiting, and he is also willing to give himself a complete love and soul.

The fusion of two pheromones in the room is like frozen sweet apricots in a silver cup in summer.

The author has something to say: The extra episode of this series is over!There is also a family of three, one from Fengzhang, and one from Bo Yunmian.I will write slowly, please don't worry.During the period, "Seeking a Child" will be updated on WasteWen.com