Han Fang probably met a road number like him who didn't play cards according to the routine for the first time in his life, and he didn't expect that someone would be so mad that he would die to his territory.

So what he planted is not wronged.

Qiao Yi can only say that the time and place are favorable, and if he doesn't take advantage of it, it is really a waste of such a good beautiful scenery and his inexplicable thoughts.

When the glass of wine was handed to him, Han Fang lifted his eyelids and leaned back on the sofa, stretched out his hand to take it, Qiao Yi's eyes fell on his excessively beautiful fingers, and he didn't know what kind of demon he had born, which always made him feel that this person was good everywhere, and at the same time, he was about to move his mind, so he looked at Han Fang to drink, but he didn't want the other party to just hand it to his lips but for some reason he stopped and glanced at him.

Qiao Yi's heart jumped, and before he could figure out what it tasted like, Han Fang had already drunk it, his throat slid up and down, the bright red color in the wine glass was in contrast to his slender and white fingers, he was already a little hazy drunk, but most of his eyes were clear and cold, which made Qiao Yi rise up a vague and uncertain thought, going around and around in his heart, some uncertain thoughts, and the eyes were more full of mockery and disdain, and he looked at the world with understatement.

It's just that the feeling is too ethereal.

Han Fang felt that something was strange and not quite right.

I just cleaned Qiao Yi's soul with mockery in his eyes, but found that the other party didn't know what to think anymore, so he took a sip of wine absentmindedly and wondered if the other party had gotten his taunt.

As soon as he entered his mouth, he felt that this wine was weird, Han Fang frowned, and then drank it all, but turned his head and saw Qiao Yi's strange face.

I don't know why, but I think the taste of this wine today is very simple.

Qiao Yi thought that Han Fang would be like others, taking a sip of red wine, so he doubled the amount of half a pill, and he didn't worry about the medicine after taking such a sip, but he didn't expect Han Fang to be so bold and stuffy, it was really ...... Blunder.

…… I've heard that the medicine is very strong.

Han Fang suddenly felt that the feeling on his body was somewhat familiar, which reminded him of the time he had drunk Qiao Yi before, but the difference was that he felt that there was a flame burning in his heart, he frowned and suddenly thought of something, and his eyes suddenly looked at Qiao Yi coldly, making the other party who was already a ghost raise his eyebrows, Qiao Yi heard Han Fang say slowly: "Are you ...... in wine?"

"Poisoned me."

The so-called ridiculousness is just this feeling.

Qiao Yi smiled: "It's just poison? ”

His eyes narrowed slightly at the other party's cheeks that began to flush unconsciously, and the tail note was still ambiguous with the desire to talk and not provoke reverie.

Han Fang's face changed, "Are you still spitting in it?" ”

Seeing that Qiao Yi couldn't spit out anything there, the weirdness on his body seemed to be more obvious, his uncomfortable face turned crimson, and his hands were hot when he touched it, Han Fang thought vaguely, this feeling was ...... What's not quite right?

However, the more I pondered, the more uncomfortable it became, especially the strength on my body was a little loose.

Although he is on a ship, but because of the excellent sound insulation, Han Fang is in a delicate situation, which is called that every day should not be called the ground and the ground is not working, which has a lot to do with Han Fang's rarely active in the upper circles, if he is also willing to pull down his face to socialize with people in circles, instead of running away to play with his group of like-minded fox friends and dogs, Qiao Yi will not be able to seize the opportunity to yin him.

Han Fang was born with a good appearance that people remembered.

Qiao Yi thought so, attached to his beautiful and cold eyebrows that seemed to be disdainful to the world but were reckless and wanton, and he always couldn't hold back the unspeakable impatience in his heart, but now he could be unscrupulous, bending down under the man's slightly misty eyes, stretching out his hand to outline his eyebrows, and sighing a little incomprehensibly Why is there such a person as Han Fang.

It's also a little hard to understand why I suddenly have an urge to hold people firmly in the palm of my hand.

Han Fang had a premonition that something was wrong, his brows furrowed in disgust, he wanted to get up but found that his strength seemed to be drained, soft, and it seemed that even breathing was an extremely laborious thing, when Qiao Yi leaned down, Han Fang's eyes stared at him coldly, and when he realized what he wanted to do, his pupils suddenly shrank back.

However, Qiao Yi couldn't refuse, and with an inexplicable bit of lingering tenderness, he gently kissed the corner of his lips.

At that moment, Han Fang's eyes were red, his blood surged up to his brain, and he wanted to kick it without thinking, but Qiao Yi had already leaned over and pressed down as if he was going to kiss carefully, looking at his instantly explosive appearance and chuckled, "I've wanted to do this, it's been a long time." ”

Qiao Yi narrowed his eyes, "From the first time I saw you......"

A delusion was planted.

The kiss fell on his face so softly, and Han Fang listened to Qiao Yi and said unhurriedly in his ear: "The effect of this medicine is not so great, but I didn't expect you to drink a little too much, this thing is not interesting if you are not willing to do it, but it is a little aphrodisiac." ”

Gritting his teeth, he looked at Qiao Yi who was still that light and light, and the other party's tone was soft and soft, "You are too good at tossing, so I added something else so that you can settle down." ”

Han Fang closed his eyes.

Qiao Yi's fingers rubbed on his lips meaninglessly for a while, but they extended down to his buttons, and when the fingers were about to unbutton his clothes, Han Fang's voice came from above him.

He said, "Qiao Yi, you dare." ”

Qiao Yi's hand paused slightly, provoked a smile, and then gently hooked the button, his voice seemed to come from afar, both near and far, and it was very light: "Why don't you dare." ”

Why not, as long as that person is you.

What is in the heart's mind and what is about to move is not to be obtained.

The sharp object stabbed into his body at once, and with a slight look of disbelief, he saw Han Fang with a ruthless face when he opened his eyes.

He seemed calm and said, "Qiao Yi, you dare." ”

I don't know when, he actually picked up a piece of broken glass slag from a wine bottle, and kept it in his hand deeply, deeply, and the cold sweat slowly oozing out with the blood stains that snaked down from the palm of his hand, half of it might be painful, otherwise he wouldn't tremble slightly, his eyes stared at Qiao Yi coldly, and he supported his reason and weakness with that pain.

Qiao Yi looked at his stubborn eyebrows with an uncertain expression, even if his lower abdomen was suddenly pierced through his brows, he didn't frown, but when his eyes touched his long scar, there was an inexplicable dull pain in his heart, and this dull pain made him rise with a strange feeling mixed with it for no reason.

Han Fang had a cold face, pulled out the piece of broken glass shard, held it hard in the palm of his hand and accumulated strength to kick Qiao Yi over, the other party snorted and covered his abdomen and retreated a few steps, not knowing what he was thinking, his eyes were a little sudden, at this moment it seemed to be a little clear, and a little blood dripped to the ground between his fingers, mixed with a pile of broken wine bottles.

…… It should be that when Han Fang kicked over the table, some of the broken glass shards burst onto the sofa and were held in the palm of his hand.

Han Fang is really uncomfortable now.

I feel that my reason is beginning to be chaotic, and my body is also fluttering and weak, like a paper man who has been blown down by the wind, but it is barely supported by the pain in my hand, but it is even more tormenting, it is the ** who wants to vent for no reason.

Qiao Yi didn't know whether he was alive or dead, and he insisted on rubbing the tip of the knife, but Han Fang had a cold face and was ruthless in his hands, and he used all his strength ruthlessly-

His eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Qiao Yi in a daze.

Just to ...... Kiss only.

The ghost sent the gods, and wanted to kiss the soft lip flap, and he trembled for the other party's heartstrings for no reason, so he didn't care about the sharpness of the very hard piercing into the body, just to touch him, and it also contained an extremely light bitterness, mixed with pain and imprinted on the soft lip flap, you can see the other party's unbelievable appearance and slightly trembling eyelashes.

Qiao Yi's face was pale and wolf-like, and the corners of his lips smiled: "Han Fang, I found that I seem to like you a little." ”

Han Fang's face was expressionless, and he said slowly: "That's really disgusting." ”

At the same time, broken glass slipped from his hands.

His vision began to blur, leaving only Qiao Yi's face shaking in front of him, and a deep disgust and fear slowly rose in his heart.

Want to hug this person.

I want to rub him into my body.

He also stretched out his hand as he wished, as if a shadow was cast in front of him, the corners of Qiao Yi's lips were slightly curved, and the weak struggle was slowly retracted into his arms, and he could only hear this person murmuring in a somewhat unclear voice: "Let go of my ......"

No way.

He said, "No way."

A voice was abruptly interspersed in it, and the voice was low and cold, "Hey, didn't you hear him say, let him go?" ”

Zhou Fu's cold face seemed to float with a layer of ice, and at this moment, he took a few steps forward and pulled Han Fang out of Qiao Yi's arms, looking down at his cheeks reddening, he didn't know what he was thinking, and there was a little fear.

What if he's late.

Qiao Yi's eyes darkened, but the pain began to twitch, he clenched his abdomen, but his eyes stared at Han Fang stubbornly, "Give it back to me." ”

Give him back to me.

Zhou Fu sneered and hugged the person in his arms, Han Fang's brows frowned a little painfully, and he gasped slightly in Zhou Fu's ear, his heart shook unconsciously, and he looked down at the blank eyes, and he tugged hard at the corner of his clothes as if he wanted to vent something.

Zhou Fu looked up at Qiao Yi, "You are delusional." ”

Sweat blurred his vision, and he saw the tall man who suddenly appeared, kissed Han Fang's forehead with a look of cherishment, put him aside gently, and turned his head to look at him with sharp eyes.

was forced, knocked to the ground, and hit him tirelessly again and again, he would fight back, but he was always a little weaker, looking at that person's cold face, "Dare to touch him, you look for death." ”

I could only be unwilling to watch him take Han Fang away.

"I'll take you out of here, okay?" Someone seemed to ask like this, Han Fang's thoughts were still floating in a blur, but he couldn't bear to flip and struggle impatiently, the more he struggled, the more he was hugged, so tight that he couldn't break free, only his slightly aggrieved tone was vaguely uncomfortable.

The person who was holding him hard pressed his face to his cheek and kept whispering to reassure: "I know. ”

He didn't know how he was taken away without being discovered, and how he was lying on the soft bed under him, his body was uncomfortable as if it was burning, but he was very disgusted, dodged the outstretched hand, and resisted: "Don't touch me." ”

However, his body trembled slightly, and the man's outstretched hand paused, and he sighed helplessly and pitifully.

His posture is stubborn, resisting everyone's approach, but it makes people want to hold him in their arms and cherish him carefully.

There was a person on the body who said gently: "I'll teach you how not to feel uncomfortable, okay?" ”

The delicate and gorgeous eyebrows and eyes were stunned for a moment, and at this time, Zhou Fu unbuttoned his pants, and when he reacted, his head had been buried.

So all the struggles that resisted touching turned into very light muffled grunts and gasps.

I originally wanted to push this person's hand away, but I unconsciously pressed it on the person's head, penetrated-inserted-into his hair, felt the ** of the lower body, the comfortable scalp was numb, and it ejaculated under the effect of the medicine, and the person under him raised his head with a slight wolf cough, and Han Fang's eyes followed him blankly.

At first glance, I was not satisfied.

Zhou Fu wiped off the white stains on his lips and continued with his head down.

Touch it or not, lick it and lick it.

I don't know how many times I tossed in one night, the inner thigh is a kiss mark that winds down, every time at this time, Han Fang's eyes are moist, his body trembles and arches slightly to escape, but he is pressed back by Zhou Fu strongly, he can only tilt his head and snort weakly, and then his clothes are scattered, his eyes are misty and his head is sideways, the man is sucking on his neck, he unconsciously clasped Zhou Fu's arm, and there are bruised kiss marks left on his neck, and occasionally it will slide to his Adam's apple**.

Generally, as long as Han Fang was cool, his well-spoken eyes raised his head blankly, and Zhou Fu couldn't help but kiss the corners of his reddened eyes.

is so entangled, but because Han Fang adheres to his attitude of chastity and can't be killed, although Zhou Fu has itchy teeth of hatred, he can only helplessly take advantage of other places, and he also knows that Han Fang has not yet understood this kind of thing when he is young, and he is afraid of causing a psychological shadow if he turns back too tightly.

However, he didn't know that Han Fang had planted a psychological shadow in his heart, so he was almost fermented.

It's just that now he can be obsessed, kissing his eyebrows and eyes without realizing this person, and hugging him hard in his arms.

Han Fang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he closed his eyes.