It was really scary for Yuan Che to get angry, and Fang Ru's hair stood on end when he yelled at him.
He rubbed between his brows, with a weak face: "Don't be so loud, I'm dizzy."
Yuan Che's face was sullen, and the words that were about to be repeated were choked in his throat, as if he was going to yell or not.
Fang Ru calmed down and said comfortingly, "I'm too tired today, so I'll tell you later, okay?"
He didn't know how to speak, Yuan Che was different from his mentor, he could analyze his past in front of his mentor, but he was afraid of losing control of his emotions in front of Yuan Che. That memory is suffocating even just thinking about it, let alone recounting it.
Seeing that he was indeed very tired, Yuan Che held back and did not continue to ask: "Okay, then don't let me get away with it!"
"En." Normally, Fang Ru would have joked with Yuan Che, but now he is not in the mood at all. Looking across the room inadvertently, he suddenly found that the clothes were scattered everywhere, the sheets were discarded on the floor, and he and Yuan Che were lying on the mattress directly wrapped in quilts.
Fang Ru squinted at Yuan Che, who was half naked, and wanted to strongly condemn him for his arbitrary behavior. It's a pity that someone won't change after repeated admonitions, especially when it comes to bed matters, he has never evolved or been refined.
"Yuan Che!" He scolded in a low voice, "Look at what you have made my room look like?"
Yuan Che leaned against the head of the bed, showing off his muscular body carelessly, and lazily said: "Passion always has some sequelae."
Repercussions, your size! Every time you have sex, it's like fighting. Does he have to make a mess to show his superior masculinity
Fang Ru looked at Yuan Che's body calmly, it was firm, healthy, full of vitality, with a strong sexual desire, and each time lasted for a long time. Yuan Che is always interested in him, but a man's body is not as flexible as a woman's, so can people be so addicted
Fang Ru's eyes fell on Yuan Che's legs, should he try it too? Always on the receiving side, although there is pleasure, it is inevitable to be manipulated by others and lose the initiative.
Sensing his gaze, Yuan Che immediately leaned over and bit his ear: "Do it again?"
Seeing his glowing eyes, Fang Ru knew that he must be powerless to counterattack. Yuan Che, who was in his prime, could not be overwhelmed no matter what.
Sighing secretly, he turned over to get out of bed.
Yuan Che grabbed his waist: "Where are you going?"
"Change the sheets." He couldn't stand sleeping in such a battered bed.
"Oh." Yuan Che pulled him to sit on his lap, leaned his face on his shoulder, and rubbed him twice.
"Let go." The two leaned close together naked, and they could feel the heat between each other with a little rubbing.
"You were the one who teased me first." Yuan Che's hand gently stroked Fang Ru's waist and abdomen, his breath was hot, ready to move.
Seeing that he was in heat again, Fang Ru hurriedly bumped his elbow on his chest, and jumped out of bed while he was in pain.
"Hiss." As soon as his feet touched the ground, there was a sharp pain in his private parts. Fang Ru cursed in a low voice, picked up the pajamas on the floor, and walked towards the locker with an awkward posture.
"Let me do it." Yuan Che came to help on a rare occasion, made the bed three times, then kicked the scattered clothes and torn sheets together with his feet, and gathered them into a pile.
"Okay." He patted the bed and greeted, "Come and sleep."
Fang Ru looked at the pile of clothes that looked like garbage, and was speechless for a while. Could this guy be any less troublesome
Forget it, he doesn't have the strength to care about it for the time being, he is really tired.
Going back to the bed and lying flat, Yuan Che reached out and hugged him into his arms. After such a toss, Fang Ru's mood improved a lot, and the influence of the nightmare gradually disappeared.
"Fang Ru, do you still like the things I sent you a few days ago?" Yuan Che asked suddenly.
Fang Ru was slightly taken aback, and asked hesitantly, "What did you send me?"
"Didn't you receive it?" Yuan Che frowned and murmured, "Did you lose it?"
Fang Ru's heart throbbed when he thought of those suffocating photos and video materials. If it was something sent in the past few days, it would have been disposed of by his grandfather in eight or nine out of ten.
He asked again, "What did you send me?"
Yuan Che pursed his lips: "Forget it, it's not a big deal, I will give you better ones in the future, go to sleep."
Fang Ru closed his eyes, but remembered it in his heart.
The next day, Yuan Che woke up early and had a hot breakfast with Fang Ru's grandfather. The reason was that the old man saw him coming out of Fang Ru's room with disheveled clothes. He didn't even need to think about it. What did you do
"Aisha, don't move." The old man stopped the nanny, pointed at Yuan Che and ordered, "Go and wash the dishes."
Yuan Che wiped his mouth with a wet towel, stood up, and neatly cleaned up the dishes.
The old man nodded secretly, looking stern, but he was quite obedient.
At this time, Fang Ru came out of the room with a tired face and sat beside Grandpa: "Grandpa, good morning."
"Well, good morning." The old man's eyes scanned him, and he found the hickey on his neck sharply, and he was full of displeasure.
Fang Ru ate the breakfast served by the nanny, looked around, and asked, "Grandpa, where is Yuan Che?"
"Washing dishes." The old man glanced towards the kitchen.
"You asked him to wash the dishes?" Fang Ru looked at the old man in disbelief.
"Hmph, what's wrong with asking him to wash the dishes?"
"It's okay, as long as you're happy." Fang Ru drank the milk silently. Yuan Che probably needs to disinfect the dishes he washed...
Listening to the sound of dishes colliding from time to time in the kitchen, Fang Ru hesitated for a while, and finally asked, "Grandpa, do you still keep the packages you received earlier?"
"Why do you keep those things?" the old man said angrily, "It's uncomfortable to look at, so I threw them all away."
"Really?" Fang Ru stopped talking.
"Why are you asking this?" The old man wondered, those things were Fang Ru's most painful memories, why would he ask about it
"Yuan Che said he sent me something."
"It's that kid again, it's really nothing to do, everyone is here, so why don't you send something, just to cause trouble for others?" When this was mentioned, the old man became angry, and suddenly he thought, "Those things are all here." It was sent from China, so it won’t have anything to do with that kid, right?”
"How come?" Fang Ru hurriedly said, "Grandpa, don't think too much about it."
"It's not that I think too much." The old man continued to speculate, "You have been doing well before, and this kind of thing happened when you returned to China. Little Ru, tell grandpa honestly, did you offend someone in China?"
Fang Ru smiled and said: "Grandpa, don't you understand my character? I have always been kind to others, how could I offend them?"
"Then why would someone deliberately send those things to hurt you?"
"I'm not very clear either." Fang Ru didn't want to worry Grandpa, not to mention that it involved Yuan Che's father, and speaking out would only deepen the conflict.
"You..." The old man glared at Fang Ru angrily, and was about to say something, when Fang Ru looked to the other side.
Yuan Che came out of the kitchen, came to Fang Ru with a calm expression, and pressed a kiss on his lips.
The old man said angrily, "Do you think I am dead?"
Yuan Che glanced at the old man, then walked over, ignoring his terrified expression, and planted a kiss on his face. The old man instantly petrified, and Fang Ru laughed out loud.
"I didn't get a good rest last night, why don't you go to sleep later?" Yuan Che whispered in his ear.
"Can't sleep."
"I'll accompany you."
Fang Ru thought for a while, then nodded: "Okay."
At this moment, Yuan Che's phone rang. He glanced at it and hung up casually.
"Is it your father?" Fang Ru asked.
"En." Yuan Che's expression remained unchanged.
The old man saw a clue and asked, "Xiao Ru, does his family know about your affairs?"
"Know."
"Then they agreed?" He was well aware of the domestic attitude towards gays, which was unacceptable to ordinary families, and looking at Yuan Che's appearance, it was obvious that he came from a good background.
Fang Ru glanced at Yuan Che, Yuan Che said: "Grandpa, don't worry, I will let them agree."
"That means you haven't agreed yet?" The old man said angrily, "Yuan Che, I can't let my grandson follow you without knowing why. He's mentally unstable now and can't stand it."
"I won't let anyone hurt him." Yuan Che said firmly.
The old man snorted: "If you can really do it, Xiao Ru won't have nightmares all night now."
"Grandpa." Fang Ru stopped him from continuing.
Yuan Che glanced at Fang Ru nonchalantly, held his shoulders, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you back to your room to rest."
"good."
The old man looked at the backs of the two of them thoughtfully.
"Go to sleep, I'll stay here with you." Yuan Che took out his computer and sat beside the bed.
Fang Ru lay down and looked at him quietly. As before, Yuan Che devotes himself to work whenever he is free. He looks focused and serious at work, and his chiseled side face is full of mature charm. If he had a better temper, he would definitely be able to charm many handsome men and beautiful women. I remember that when I attended a banquet with him in the past, I don't know how many men and women came up to strike up a conversation, but unfortunately they were all scared away by his coldness.
Fang Ru sometimes wondered why he tolerated him so much? He is irritable, has poor living habits, picky eaters, is selfish, not romantic enough, has a streaking habit, is possessive, is a workaholic, etc. However, he is committed, dedicated, and has a strong sense of responsibility. He is also very cute occasionally. …
Slowly closing his eyes, recalling the details of living with him, Fang Ru unconsciously showed a smile.
After a while, Fang Ru breathed calmly and fell asleep peacefully. Yuan Che looked at him, closed the computer, and planned to leave for a while. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got up, he found that Fang Ru was tightly grabbing the corner of his clothes.
He pulled it lightly, but didn't pull it away, so he had to sit back on the bed again. He vaguely heard what Fang Ru and his grandfather said at the dinner table just now. Fang Ru's insomnia was obviously related to this, and he originally planned to talk to his grandfather while he was asleep. But seeing Fang Ru's relaxed expression and sleeping soundly, I really don't want to disturb him. It doesn't matter, what he wants to know will be known one day, there is no rush.
Yuan Che held his hand with soft eyes. This person is also dependent on him.