Just to die for.

"Fu Ci, it's too bright..."

Qi Yan couldn't help begging for mercy, does this straight man really have no scruples at all? What you think is what you want, and you don't have time to react at all.

Fu Ci paused, looked up, and saw the red skin around Qi Yan's waist, his shirt was up in a mess, and he could vaguely see the deeper scenery. Fu Ci found that Qi Yan's whole body was red, up and down his jaw. Tension, he put his hand on his eyes, obviously embarrassed to the extreme.

Qi Yan also noticed that Fu Ci had stopped, and hurriedly added: "The window is closed too tightly, it's not breathable."

He had a phobia of airtight before, Fu Ci has always cared about it, and he can definitely understand what he is talking about.

But when he finished speaking, he seemed to laugh when he heard Fu Ci.

But still let him go, squeezed him around his waist, and let go.

"I'll turn off the lights and open the window again."

The switch was turned off, the light in the room dimmed, the street lights outside the window came in dimly, and the scene inside could be vaguely seen.

Fu Ci Yuguang saw that Qi Yan had sat up and was quietly groping for something on the sofa, as if looking for his own clothes.

The corners of his lips twitched, he ignored it, and walked towards the window instead, "If I open the window, won't you be afraid?"

Qi Yan was looking for his sweater, and he replied vaguely: "Well..."

Fu Ci cooperated to open the window a small slit, thought for a while, and then closed the curtain, but it was not completely closed, and there was a little light.

Qi Yan finally hooked his sweater in the corner of the sofa, and lifted his pants up, without turning his head, he got off the sofa and walked to the bedroom, "I'll take a shower first, I'll wait for anything else. …”

But before he could finish speaking, he quietly got close to a person behind him, put his arms around his waist, and with one force, they both fell into the single sofa next to them.

"Want to run?" Fu Ci took the sweater in Qi Yan's hand, "I hid it so far, you still found it?"

It was very crowded for two people sitting on the single-seat sofa. Qi Yan was forced to a corner and had no place to put his legs, but he tried his best not to show his timidity, and asked him, "Why are you hiding my clothes?"

He was the one who made the bend first, why is this straight man Fuci leading him away in this kind of thing?

Moreover, Fu Ci was obviously jealous before, and now his behavior is a little bit of bad revenge, and his behavior is no longer as gentle as usual, as if he had set his heart elsewhere before punishing him.

Qi Yan felt that he should explain, but he loved the way Fu Ciwei was jealous of him, and even had a little anticipation, but his body felt nervous and uncomfortable before him, and he wanted to escape subconsciously.

Just think that now, he has stretched his legs out of the sofa, as long as he borrows strength, he can turn out at any time, as long as Fu Ci no longer holds his waist...

But Fu Ci seemed to have insight into his thoughts. He held his hand on the calf of his right leg and rubbed the pulp of his index finger slowly, "Why are you hiding your clothes? I'm afraid you want to run."

Anything that feels airtight is a lie. Qiyan is really uncomfortable in an unfamiliar place, but as long as there is enough light, it will be fine, but Qiyan just asked him to turn off the light and open the window at the same time, which is obviously wrong.

Prayers are just to spare him.

Qi Yan was very itchy, and the previous heat seemed to be hooked up by Fu Ci Silently, he turned his head and chose silence.

It's just that the legs are still obediently retracted, and they don't make a gesture of running.

Fu Ci looked at the people huddled together in the corner of the sofa, his eyes darkened.

The sofa where Qi Yan is now is the place where he played the truth. The other party was here, and he clearly stated the exact time that made his heart feel for the first time, and his tone even had a hint of nostalgia.

Fu Ci pressed his tongue against his cheeks, grabbed the wrists of Qi Yan's two hands with one hand, wrapped them around the rabbit ears of his sweater, bit the other end with his teeth, and tied a knot in Qi Yan's hands.

Qi Yan was stunned, he subconsciously struggled, but instead of opening it, he tightened.

The rabbit's ears are actually very soft, it won't hurt much, but Fu Ci's behavior is too unexpected, is he tying him?

Qi Yan felt that things were going too far out of control, and his legs subconsciously moved out of the sofa again.

Fu Ci took off Qi Yan's shoes and wanted to fold his legs to bind him, but he felt the person in his arms suddenly tremble as if suffering from pain, "Fu Ci, it hurts."

Fu Ci pressed his wound.

Fu Ci was stunned, realized something, and immediately let go.

Under the hazy light, the dark bandage above Qi's ankle was particularly dazzling on the fair skin—

That's where the snake bites.

Fu Ci's jealousy was replaced by distress, he lowered his eyes, and lightly wrapped around Qi Yan's ankle, "I'm sorry."

There was deep regret in his tone.

On the contrary, this makes Qi Yan a little puzzled. It hurts. Fu Ci doesn't need to react so much. Just pay attention later. On the contrary, is this part of the fun?

But he felt that the remarks weren't all about apologizing just now.

With his hands tied, he could only gently kick Fuci's hand with his foot, "What's wrong?"

Fu Ci looked at Qi Yan's wound with a deep tone, "Before I was bitten, I rolled up your trousers."

At that time, when he saw that Qi Yan was very hot, he wanted to make people cool.

"The couple who passed by before also said that there are snakes, but I didn't take it seriously."

If he was a little more vigilant and didn't let Qiyan go so deep in the bamboo forest, nothing would happen to him at all.

It was he who did not protect the prayer.

Qi Yan quietly listened to him, and withdrew his feet, Fu Ci also moved forward, "Fu Ci, come here and get closer to me."

His hands were tied, and he couldn't take the initiative to approach Fuci in this posture.

When Fu Ci heard the words, he leaned over obediently and leaned over, "If you feel your hand is constrained, I can let you go..." Before he could finish his words, Qi Yan raised his head and kissed him.

This is a very active kiss. The prayer seems to make Fuci fully aware of his emotions, suck on his lips, and then take the initiative to reach into his mouth and hook Fuci.