me and the king next door

His pupils were dilated, and he stopped suddenly, but behind him were two strong men in casual clothes. He lost consciousness and fell backwards, just on top of one of the men.

The man supported him, and winked at the person next to him. They were like friends. He supported the young man beside him, and the man behind him pulled the suitcase. They left the station in a low-key manner.

The woman with the child came forward, took the money from the man, and left with the child.

Outside the station, a black car parked under the shade of a tree, Bai Xiuyuan sat in the car, with a sullen face, he took the sleeping young man from the man's hand.

Fu Jing lay quietly on his lap, the sunlight passed through his eyelashes, casting fragmented shadows.

Bai Xiuyuan's hand touched his cheek delicately, wiped the sweat off his face with a wet tissue, suddenly his expression became ferocious, and he kicked the front seat forcefully: "Drive!"

Bai Xiuyuan picked up his wrist that was hanging on one side, untied the electronic watch on his wrist, and kissed his sweat-stained wrist: "Fortunately, I was prepared."

The red dot in the center of the electronic watch flashed again, and finally went dark.

When Fu Jing woke up, he was still in the car. He only took a sip of something with added ingredients, so he woke up quickly.

There was a soft thing under his head, and when he looked up, he could see the man's resolute chin. Many images flashed through his head in a second, and finally stopped at the moment before he lost consciousness. A deep sense of despair surged towards him. The bus carrying his wishes and illusions slowly pulled into the station, but he didn't get on it.

Suddenly someone pinched his cheek roughly, and a cold voice came from above his head: "Why the hell are you crying? I haven't even cried yet, why are you crying?"

Fu Jing was forcibly lifted up, her body was still limp after being drugged, her cheeks were pinched, and the tears on her face were roughly wiped clean.

His body convulsed with fear, his beautiful eyes were water-stained, and his eyelashes trembled.

Bai Xiuyuan wiped his eyes, and tried harder, and finally they were all red.

He suddenly felt sore, and suddenly kicked the driver's seat in front of him, which made the driver tremble, and shouted at the driver in the voice he had spent in the military camp all year round: "Find a secluded place, stop the car and get out of the car!" .”

Fu Jing was startled, and after he realized Bai Xiuyuan's intentions, he struggled frantically, making a humming sound.

The front partition slowly rose up, Bai Xiuyuan tore off his neatly tied tie, dropped his coat, pressed him by the neck and pressed him against the car, his eyes seemed to have a red light, and he patted His face: "If I knew today, why bother?"

The driver drove the car to a secluded place surrounded by trees, so he would never worry about being discovered. He got out of the car and found a place to smoke.

The car shook frequently, and all the small sounds and struggles were contained in the small compartment. Fu Jing came to life and then died. Even with the air conditioner in the car, he was still profusely sweating.

Bai Xiuyuan's hoarse voice came from beside his ear.

"I have raised someone for so many years, how can I let him run away as soon as he says it?"

"You are a bit more courageous, don't you think about me?"

Fu Jing was turned over, her body trembling in the small compartment.

His neck was held down, Bai Xiuyuan gasped for breath.

"Did I treat you badly? I like you so much."

"Believe it or not lock you up, lock you up?"

As he spoke, he lifted him up, and the two kissed for a long time. Fu Jing's neck was raised like a bow.

He finally fainted out of exhaustion, and a light kiss fell on his eyelids. Bai Xiuyuan looked at his sleepy expression, frowned, touched his neck to his chest, and said softly: "What are you doing?" Do you have a heart?"

Fu Jing woke up again and lay on the bed.

His waist was heavily pressed, as soon as he moved, that hand hugged him firmly, and Bai Xiuyuan burst into a curse: "Don't move."

He could only nestle in the man's arms, but the corners of his eyes were wet.

During this period, he fell into a drowsy sleep again, and when he woke up again, there was no one around him.

There was nothing in the room except a bed, and the wallpaper was a pale white with even whiter white flowers printed on it.

Fu Jing stood up without knowing anything, so he had no choice but to wrap himself in a thin sheet, walk towards the door with bare feet, stretched out his hand and twisted the handle, and it was locked as expected.

His hands were hanging by his side, and the bed sheet was falling to his feet. He really...really became a canary in Bai Xiuyuan's mouth, was he really locked up?Not even a piece of body-shielding clothing.

Fu Jing lay on the bed and fell asleep again in a daze.

After an unknown amount of time, he was violently shaken awake, Bai Xiuyuan supported his shoulders and sat up, handing a bowl of porridge to his mouth: "Drink it."

Fu Jing was stunned for a while, his arms were clamped, and then he slowly raised his hand to take the porridge, forcing himself to drink it in small sips.

Bai Xiuyuan smiled in satisfaction and patted his neck.

What Bai Xiuyuan likes most about Fu Jing is his neck, which is slender and delicate, and feels extremely good in the hand, but he doesn't know that whenever he touches it, the person being touched feels like he is being strangled by a ferocious beast. .

Bai Xiuyuan whispered in his ear, "If only you were so good."

Fu Jing paused, holding the bowl even harder.

Probably Fu Jing's obedient attitude made Bai Xiuyuan feel better, so he found a set of casual pajamas for Fu Jing, put it on him, and wore it loosely. From the neckline, you can see everything at a glance, which is more convenient He came in at night and beat him up.

A few days later, Fu Jing was allowed to leave the room and move about in the corner of the house.

It was only then that he discovered that this house was exactly Bai Xiuyuan's real estate in the suburbs. He probably lived here because he had to take care of his younger brother and watch over him to prevent him from running away again.

When eating in the morning, Bai Yansong was sitting opposite him with his head bandaged, gnashing his teeth and looking at him. Fu Jing knew that this younger brother, Bai Xiuyuan, hated him the most, and felt that he was just a stain in the life of his noble brother whom he admired.

Bai Xiuyuan poured a glass of milk for Bai Yansong, and urged, "I'm going to be late for school."

In front of his brother, Bai Yansong didn't dare to get angry, he bumped the stool loudly, and left arrogantly.

Bai Xiuyuan didn't go to the company today, he hugged Fu Jing, sat on the sofa, and browsed the tablet in his hand.

Inadvertently asked: "What kind of school do you like?"

Fu Jing was startled when he heard the words, Bai Xiuyuan would actually send him to school?

Bai Xiuyuan kissed the top of his head and sneered, "You think I'll lock you up forever?"

Bai Xiuyuan touched Fu Jing's hand, only to feel that it was very cold. He rubbed it against his mouth: "Why can't you cover it to keep it warm?"

Fu Jing was thinking about other things at the moment, as long as he was outside, he would have a chance to leave Bai Xiuyuan.

Bai Xiuyuan asked him: "How is Chongming Middle School? You study for another year and take the exam."

Fu Jing raised her head, and finally said the first sentence these days: "Original, I want the original..."

Bai Xiuyuan looked at him when he heard the words, his eyes suddenly became cold: "So? Let you go back to be with that kid named Xie? You like him so much?"

The author has something to say:

In the next few chapters, Fu Jing's story will be temporarily written in the third person, as a transitional chapter in which Pharaoh and Jiayu separate and the story connects.

And wow...is this...abuse?

The author not only feels that it is not cruel, but even a little excited...

I, can I still do bad things to Xiao Fu?

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Why it is so late is because the author went to observe other authors' works to learn how to be spicy, hee hee (stay for the studious author~)