two sons three fathers

Chapter 53

Fu Yizheng carried him to the bedroom.

There is a single lamp on the wall of the bedroom, and the whole room is covered in soft warm light, pink and fragrant.

Amidst the melodious music outside the door, Fu Yizhen lowered his head and approached him, pressed his dry and hot lips against him, rubbed them lightly a few times, then opened his mouth, and gently took his lips into his mouth.

Between the touching lips, there is a faint taste of wine, mixed with sweet and sour jam.

Han Yu raised his head and opened his mouth to kiss Fu Yizheng.

Fu Yizheng tilted his head slightly to one side, kissed the corner of his mouth, then tilted his head to the other side, and sucked the tip of his tongue.

With his tongue in his mouth, Han Yu muttered indistinctly, "I, take a bath first~"

Fu Yizhen raised his close eyelashes, his black pupils were hazy, and his handsome face glowed with warmth.In the darkness, on the dark brows, his eyes looked at him tenderly.

Han Yu looked up at him too.

At a distance of a few millimeters, each other's breath rushed towards each other, and their eyes met. Looking at each other for two seconds, his heart trembled.

Fu Yizheng raised his head, and with the sound of his lips parting, a string of sticky water was drawn from his lips.

The water thread hooked down and fell back into Han Yu's wet lips, and was quickly sucked away by Fu Yizheng.

Fu Yizheng's eyes swayed slightly, like autumn water, and his low voice penetrated into his ears, "I'm already like this, do you still want to take a bath?"

The body temperature came through the clothes continuously, scorching hot, Han Yu was burning, and expressed eagerly: "It will be done soon, I promise."

Fu Yizheng nodded thoughtfully, walked to the side of the bed a few steps, and put him on the bed.

Han Yu's back was pressed against the bed, and his body was half sunk in the bed. The next second, Fu Yizheng leaned down, supported the bed on both sides of his shoulders with his hands, raised his eyelids, and looked down at him.

Han Yu was caged under him, holding a knife and fork in his hand.

The knife and fork were quickly taken away by Fu Yizheng and placed on the bed cabinet beside him.

Han Yu spread out his palms, and slightly curved his fingertips to caress Fu Yizheng's face, "Yizhen~"

The weight of Fu Yizhen's body pressed up, and he hummed in his nose.

The dilated face in the pupils made Han Yu close his eyes, and Fu Yizheng's kiss was imprinted on his forehead.The constant temperature in the room is not cold, but it makes the touch of this kiss more vivid and hot.

Intense kisses began to fall, the warm lips pressed against his browbones, the bridge of the nose, the tip of the nose, moved to the cheeks, and finally fell to the peak of the lips, where Fu Yizhang's hot breath swept across.

Fu Yizhang's hands pierced the back of his head, hugging him, with light and heavy movements, biting his lips.

The hand on his lower back was caressing ambiguously. Suddenly, Fu Yizhang pinched his waist hard, and pressed his big palm with rough fingerprints on his itchy lower back.

Han Yu's pupils trembled, and he opened his chaotic eyes.

There are no roommates here, no influencing factors, and the next development of things is obvious.

Taking advantage of the gap between Fu Yizhen's lips, Han Yu dragged his face with both hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Will you regret it?"

Hearing this, Fu Yizheng stopped the movement of kissing him again, stared into his eyes, his red lips were tightly closed, and the emotions in his eyes were deeply ignorant.

"Yi Yan." Han Yu raised his head and sucked his lips, waiting for his response.

Fu Yizhen shook his head and said, "You know, I can't."

Han Yu tightened his fingers and made up his mind. The moment Fu Yizheng kissed him, he quickly turned over and pressed Fu Yizheng on the bed, and Fu Yizheng's body fell into the bed.

With the dim light, Han Yu could clearly see that his cheeks were blush, and his hands were casually resting on the pink bed sheet.

Those blurred fox eyes were full of tenderness and charm, the eyelashes intertwined up and down, and when they blinked, the dense eyelashes fluttered.

Han Yu's heart seemed to be swept by wings, his heart beat wildly, and his breathing became heavy.

He stretched out his hand cautiously, and peeled off Fu Yizheng's nightgown from his shoulders to the crook of his arms, revealing a large piece of jade-white skin in front of him.

Probably because of the alcohol and the color of the bed sheet, the skin is fair and pink with a touch of pink.

Han Yu's mouth became dry.

Han Yu raised his eyes and looked at Fu Yizheng. He squeezed Fu Yizheng's shoulder itchyly, and slid his palm along the smooth shoulder to the neck. He sniffed closely, then tilted his head slightly and kissed. On the side of Fu Yizheng's neck.

The regular pulsation of the side neck was the sound of blood flowing, like the beat of a spell, hitting Han Yu's heart.

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The two watery tongues are intertwined in the air, sucking each other, as if they are tasting the nectar, eating the delicacy of the world.

Han Yu's pouting lips turned red, two small lips were swallowed in and out by Fu Yiyan, tirelessly.

Between the lips and teeth, there was a sweet bubble sound, which exploded in the thin air and rang through the ears.

Han Yu was about to reach down.Fu Yizheng grabbed his hand, pressed his lips against his ear, and gasped, "I'll give you 10 minutes to take a bath and get your things. I'll wait for you on the bed."

Han Yu got up and got out of bed, looking at him blankly with gray pupils.

Fu Yizheng sat up on the bed, pulled off his nightgown, got up, walked steadily to the side wardrobe, and took out the nightgown and underwear for him.

After Han Yu took it, Fu Yizheng smiled, "It's time to count. If you don't come out within 10 minutes, I'll go in. When the time comes... I won't follow you."

When Han Yu heard this, he immediately turned to the bathroom. The moment the automatic door closed, the lights in the bathroom came on, and he heard a chuckle behind him.

His face was flushed, and he looked down at the blue nightgown in his hand.

Why run?

run what?

Are you a little embarrassed?

Apparently no time to think about that right now, no time to look here, and he doesn't have time to study the bells and whistles of the bathroom, and marvel at the large-looking porcelain white tub.

Han Yu hung his nightgown on the hanger, quickly took off his clothes, turned on the water outlet switch on the wall, and took a shower. He didn't have time to dry his hair after washing, so he stopped washing.

His body was soaked through, so Han Yu squeezed a few pumps of body wash, lathered his whole body, spread the foam evenly, and then flushed quickly.

After rinsing it off, Han Yu turned off the water.

He reached for the bath towel on the rack, casually wiped off the drops of water rolling in front of him, put the bath towel, put on his clothes, opened the door, and came out.The bathroom light also automatically went dark.

The whole action was very impatient.

He was afraid that the time had passed, and what Fu Yizheng would say.

I heard Fu Yizheng's voice from a distance, with a playful smile, from the bed, "It's only 5 minutes, don't be so impatient, you have a lot of time."

Han Yu stood in front of the bathroom door and looked up. In the distance, Fu Yizheng was lying in the middle of the bed, with his head leaning on the pillow, holding his mobile phone, facing his direction.

There was a clear "click".

Han Yu knew that he was taking pictures, so he didn't stop him, and walked straight to the door.

The one who was holding the doorknob was about to use his strength, when Fu Yizhang said slowly behind him: "Come here, there is no need to go, the things are here with me."

Han Yu loosened his grip on the doorknob, turned his head suspiciously, and saw a cold white light from the phone shining on Fu Yizhang's face, and he was holding the box in his other hand.

The box was held between the index and middle fingers.

"My feeling is not wrong." Fu Yizheng said with a light smile, "However, I can give you what you want, and everything can be done as you want."

10 minutes was a lie, Fu Yizhang suddenly didn't want to do anything to him, Han Yu took his things, what kind of thoughts were hidden, he understood when he thought about it.

Without asking how he knew, Han Yu put down the doorknob and walked back to the bed.

Fu Yizheng put down the phone, with the case in his mouth, stretched out his hand and pulled away one side of the bathrobe, exposing his shoulders, and then exposing his tight chest and smooth muscle lines.

Although there are eight-pack abs, they are not arrogant, but firm and beautiful.

The waist and abdomen are wrapped under the silk nightgown, and the texture is looming. His shoulders are broad and his body is wider, and he is more muscular than Han Yu.

Han Yu's ideal type is exactly like Fu Yizhang's. Compared with Jiao Didi's cuteness, Fu Yizhang's body seems to have more visual impact.It is undeniable that Fu Yizheng made him fall into it even more, unable to extricate himself.

Han Yu knelt down on the bed, climbed onto the bed, moved in front of him, and stared blankly at him.

Listening to Fu Yizheng's words, and seeing Fu Yizheng's gentle eyebrows all the time, Han Yu suddenly felt that what virtue and ability he had, could make a person pay so much for him.

At this time, he cut open his heart, faced up to his desire, faced up to this menacing love, and after seeing it clearly, after thinking it through, he realized that he was never gentle enough or good enough for Fu Yizheng.

Fu Yizheng, an elder and young master who was completely out of reach with him, has always been humble and reasonable to him, and has a certain amount of advance and retreat.

Even now, Fu Yizheng still clings to him when he is fully able to control him.

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Han Yu is like this, with a little tenderness towards him, he will calm down and think about himself, afraid of letting others down, and reflect on all the bad things about himself.

Fu Yizhen's heart softened a lot. He liked Han Yu like this, but he felt sorry for him like this.

Under that youthful face, with a pure heart, Han Yu is still easy to soften his heart, and Fu Yizheng feels that he can bear everything.

Fu Yixuan took down the box, put it aside, went to hold Han Yu's cheeks, and asked him to raise his head.

He looked at Han Yu's red eyes, and slowly said: "From the first time I saw you, every time I looked at you, I thought about it. Loving you and being with you is what I have always wanted to do and try my best to do well." , you shouldn't be alone with me."

His tone was pleading.

His cherishment of Han Yu wanted to be conveyed through words. He hoped that Han Yu could understand what was in his heart and be connected with him. He should not feel guilty.

Han Yu sighed and laughed, shook his head slightly, and then laughed at himself.

Fu Yiyan put his hands down, clasped his hands together in his palms, slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were pious, without any lust, "Do you know why I am willing to wait so long?"

Fu Yizheng said, kissing his fingertips, parting his thin lips slightly, and continued: "It's just because of you."

So he was willing to wait and give, even if he was entrusted to Han Yu, he was willing.

Fu Yizhen separated his fingers, covered his face with his open palm, kissed his palm with his lips, kissed him, and let go of his hand.

"Brother Yu~" Fu Yizhen called him.

Fu Yizheng's burning temperature was left in Han Yu's palm, which was extremely hot, and his heart seemed to be scorched by raging flames, burning all over his body in an instant.

Fu Yizheng kept his eyes on him all the time, was silent for two seconds, backed up a little, and lay down.

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