me and the king next door

Bai Xiuyuan hired a violin teacher for Fu Jing to come to the villa every Saturday to give him lessons. He was still the teacher at the school before.

Probably because after living here, Bai Xiuyuan never saw many smiles on Fu Jing's face again, this was his disguised claim for credit.

When people are tightly restrained by him, everything else becomes less important, Bai Xiuyuan can retreat, as long as Fu Jing stays by his side obediently like now.

The one who taught Fu Jing the violin was a middle-aged man. He didn't know the entanglement between the two. He only knew a part of Fu Jing's life experience, and he also knew that the Bai family had always provided him with help.

When he saw Fu Jing in the villa, he also noticed a bit of weirdness, similar to how the Bai family treated him too well, but was quickly fooled by Bai Xiuyuan's warm hospitality, which was pitiful. His doubts were instantly forgotten, he just thought that Fu Jing was really lucky to have such a person to help him.

He also likes this child very much, he is very motivated and talented.

When he was in class, the housekeeper at home brought them water, a transparent cup, and put it on the table for a while, before it was accidentally broken.

He let out an annoyed cry, and was about to call the housekeeper to clean up.

Fu Jing stared at the fragments on the ground, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

He stopped the teacher: "Teacher, wait, let me clean it up, so I won't bother Auntie."

The teacher originally wanted to refuse, after all, hands are very important to their violin players, but Fu Jing has already taken the broom and started cleaning.

When Bai Xiuyuan came back at night, Fu Jing was lying on the bed reading a book. He went over and sat beside him, and naturally put his hand on the exposed waist, stroking it gently.

Fu Jing only turned on a light, and just now it hit the top of his head, and his earlobes were white and transparent. Bai Xiuyuan only felt that his heart was full of love, and wanted to bow his head to kiss him, but he was afraid of disturbing his reading. He asked softly, "What are you looking at?"

Fu Jing moved her waist, obviously very dissatisfied that his hands were probing in places where they shouldn't be, and said, "Reading magazines."

Bai Xiuyuan took his book and flipped through it in his hand: "Do you like reading these?"

Fu Jing sat up, and let out a hum from her nose.

He lowered his head, as if thinking about something.

Finally, Bai Xiuyuan couldn't bear it any longer, and he pulled him over and kissed gently.

Tonight, Fu Jing seemed to be a little more docile than before, she let him do whatever she wanted without moving, and finally put her arms around his neck obediently.

Bai Xiuyuan was angry at the company today, but when he came back, the little guy he raised was so obedient, and he felt a little better.

There was another ruthless love for the person under him. Fu Jing had already lost all strength, and lay on his side on the bed. Bai Xiuyuan stroked his face gently, and said nice words of love: "Xiao Jing , I like you so much, I like you so much."

Fu Jing felt a faint kiss on the corner of his mouth, and his eyelashes trembled. He knew that the eyes of the person above his head were passionate, but he pretended not to see it.

After an unknown period of time, Fu Jing felt that the aura of the people around him gradually calmed down. He moved his hands and got up from Bai Xiuyuan's arms.

The man slept peacefully. Looking at Bai Xiuyuan's sleeping face, his expression suddenly became painful.

Bai Xiuyuan was lying beside him, defenseless, as fragile as anyone could come over and pinch him to death.

He just looked at Bai Xiuyuan like this, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth, and tremblingly took out a piece of glass a few feet long from under the bed, which was supposed to be in the garbage dump, but he secretly hid it.

Fu Jing held it in his hand, and when he exerted force on his palm, a gash was cut open, but a little blood oozes from the skin and flesh, and it stops again.

He raised his hand high, aiming at the position of Bai Xiuyuan's heart.

Such a long piece of glass is like a sharp knife, as long as he swung it down like this, aiming at his heart, as long as he got stuck in it, Bai Xiuyuan must be in danger.

There was mist in his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, they stopped in vain when he was approaching his chest.

The sharp glass tip glowed coldly, only a few centimeters away from the soft skin.

At that moment, the thought of dying with him came into Fu Jing's heart. He was not afraid of death, and he had lived in a daze for so many years, but when he saw the man's peaceful sleeping face, the construction he had made in his heart during the day completely collapsed at this moment. go down.

Fu Jing's arm was trembling, he held it for several minutes, the palm of his hand was bloody and bloody due to the force.

But in the end, the sharp glass still did not fall, and the bloody glass was not as bloody as imagined, and the blood-stained glass was finally thrown into the trash can.

Tears were dripping from the corners of Fu Jing's eyes, he got out of bed trembling, and wanted to go to the bathroom.

But someone hugged him suddenly at the waist, and Bai Xiuyuan's fiery breath sprayed on the side of his neck, with a hoarseness in sleep, but he was very sober: "Xiaojing..."

Xiaojing said with a smile.

Fu Jing was startled, and struggled violently.

Bai Xiuyuan hugged his whole body again, and kept kissing the side of his face, with joy in the kiss, he took his hand: "Hey, let me see if there's nothing wrong with my hand."

Fu Jing closed her eyes and sobbed, trying to pull her hand back, but in vain.

Bai Xiuyuan sighed: "How do you do such a stupid thing? If you want to stab me in the heart, I'll do it myself. Look, I've hurt myself now."

Fu Jing turned her head with tears in her eyes, and looked at Bai Xiuyuan in shock.

Bai Xiuyuan smiled, kissed away the tears on his face, held his hand in distress, and looked for the phone while talking: "Really, don't you feel hurt yourself? Your hand is for playing the violin. If you break it What should I do?"

He hugged Fu Jing and called the doctor.

Fu Jing was stunned, Bai Xiuyuan put down the phone and kissed the top of his head: "Wait a minute, the doctor will be here."

that's all?Fu Jing was stunned, did he just let herself go?

Fu Jing pushed him away fiercely, her beautiful eyes widened: "Bai Xiuyuan..."

He doesn't call Bai Xiuyuan by name very much. They have been together for so long. When he was young, he still called him Brother Bai, Young Master Bai. Later, that person showed his true colors, and Fu Jing almost never called him again. passed him.

Bai Xiuyuan grinned, and then went to embrace him again: "Call him again, okay?"

Fu Jing closed her eyes in despair: "Give me a good time."

Bai Xiuyuan gradually tightened his arms, as if only in this way could he possess him completely: "Aren't you happy to be with me now?"

In the end, because of Fu Jing's hand, Bai Zhai was making a fuss in the middle of the night, and there was no more.

Those beautiful hands were wrapped in three layers inside and outside, so tightly that there was no gap.

Fu Jing's heart has never been so low.

Not only did Bai Xiuyuan not have any rift with him, but it became even better.

Sugar-coated shells were thrown at him one by one, and the man's eyes showed more and more love and possessiveness. Fu Jing thought, how can he let him go.

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感谢在2019-11-2518:19:49~2019-11-2620:14:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Goodbye, 19 bottles of my net; 10 bottles of Wang Xiaobai; 6 bottles of Bu La La Bu; thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!