Wearing his favorite clothes and going to meet the people he hates the most?

That's right, Yu Kaiji has been promoted to the number one enemy in his heart.

But Qiyan didn't seem to notice his mood, and nodded solemnly, "Yes! What's the problem?"

After he finished speaking, he made a gesture to open the bedroom door, "I'll be late if I don't go."

But as soon as he touched the door handle, he was pushed directly against the door panel, and the door that had just been opened slammed shut with a heavy, muffled sound.

Fu Ci hugged him tightly, with a firm tone: "I said, don't go."

The tone is full of possessiveness.

Qi Yan was hugged tightly by someone's waist, the other party was buried in his neck, and he bit his Adam's apple maliciously, "Qi Yan, what is good for Yu Kaiji, what he can give you, I will also can."

The jealousy in his voice was astonishing.

Prayers didn't reply for a while, and it was only at this time that he really realized that Fuci couldn't be straight. On the contrary, he still had thoughts about him that he couldn't even explain himself. This possessiveness was really abnormal.

Qi Yan lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes, and said softly: "Fu Ci, I am the homosexual you hate the most."

He didn't want to hide anymore.

He can take the initiative to take that step and pierce this layer of window paper.

"Who said I hate you?" Fu Ci's body reacted faster than his brain, and subconsciously retorted.

Qi Yan was a little funny. He thought Fu Ci would be surprised, or he might be silent, and he was even ready to be pushed away, but he actually responded with the word [hate].

He turned his face sideways, looked at Fu Ci's face, his eyes stayed on his beautiful lips for a moment, and suddenly remembered the previous stealing kiss, "I kissed you last time, how do you feel, don't you find it annoying and awkward?"

The night before yesterday, he felt that Fu Ci wanted to kiss him too.

At this time, Fu Ci couldn't explain how he felt.

The two were very close, breathing shallowly and entangled together.

Different from that night, the light was bright at this time, and he could clearly see Qi Yan's full, pale lips. He touched it with his hand, and if he pressed it lightly, it would form a beautiful arc. He will also let out a soft and obedient whisper, making him subconsciously want to listen more.

Fu Ci seemed to be bewitched, lowered his head and approached.

If you kiss, what color will Prayer's lips turn into? What does it feel like to take a bite? Does praying hurt? Will you push him away?

There were many guesses in his mind, but none of them let go of the person. Instead, they held them tighter and tighter.

"Last time was too fast, I didn't feel it..."

"Why don't you kiss me again?"

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Chapter 34

It was very quiet in the bedroom, the morning sun was rising, and the orange sunlight fell on the two of them through the window. Fu Ci's face was turned against the light, not very clear. to penetrate him.

The two of them were entangled in breathing, and Fu Ci leaned closer and closer, in that posture, as if they were about to kiss.

How did things get to this point? He had just confessed his sexuality, and he thought that there would be an unpleasant or very serious conversation next.

But Fu Ci still hugged him, as tight as before, and even just said that he should kiss him again?

The warm breath rushed to his face, making Qi Yan couldn't help tilting his head, Fu Ci's kiss fell on his cheek, the soft and unfamiliar touch made Qi Yan struggle for a while, "Fu Ci, calm down. point."

Fuci would not be too excited after knowing that he was gay, crazy!

The feeling of disappointment made Fu Ci pursed his lips, rubbed his fingers twice on the side of Qi Yan's face, and did not speak.

He doesn't seem to be very calm, since when Qi Yan was going to meet Yu Kaiji, his heart was disturbed, so that even Qi Yan said that he was gay, but he didn't take it to heart.

A prayer is a prayer, and nothing changes.

He wouldn't let go of his prayers because of this.

Qi Yan felt the position where Fu Ci's fingers were rubbing, exactly where he had just kissed, and he couldn't help but feel a heat on his face, "Fu Ci, you can't treat me like you did before..."

After confessing their sexuality, they can no longer do those intimate things simply as friends.

"Why?" Fu Ci pinched his chin and straightened his sideways face, his eyes darkened slightly, "I admit that I was prejudiced against homosexuality before, I will work hard to correct it in the future, and I promise not to make you feel uncomfortable. A comfortable place."

Qi Yan listened to Fu Ci's serious tone, and felt helpless. He didn't know if Fu Ci didn't dare to think deeply or something else. After he exposed his sexuality, Fu Ci not only had no disgust, but his possessiveness increased instead of decreasing. He could feel it. The strength of the hand on the waist was very heavy, as if to ensure that he would not escape from his arms.

"That's not the reason..."

Qi Yan also didn't know how to explain to Fu Ci, saying that Fu Ci was flirting with him and taking advantage of him? Or maybe he will misunderstand and let him stop doing this.

He organized the language in the bottom of his heart, and when he raised his eyes, he bumped into Fu Ci's dark eyes, and looked at him for a moment, seemingly calm on the surface, but a touch of fragility slipped through his eyes.