Lu Jingshen closed the door and walked forward with difficulty. The only sound in the quiet space was his breathing.
Feng Si's eyes were dark and calm as he looked at him coldly, his silence almost oppressive.
Lu Jingshen clenched his fists tightly.
He felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to retch.
No matter how panicked he was outside just now, or now, being stared at by Feng Si with such cold eyes, he felt a sense of panic and even fear as if he was suffocating and unable to escape.
With difficulty, Lu Jingshen asked, "What are you doing?"
Feng Si looked at him, raised his hand and stroked his face, the cigarette between his fingers stopped at the side of his face, his expression was gloomy and unclear: "What are you doing again?"
Lu Jingshen couldn't say anything. He wanted to explain, but he didn't know what to explain. In the end, he could only say two words: "Sorry."
"You're saying sorry to me?" Feng Si sneered, "Are you feeling guilty? In your eyes, do I have to be hidden from the public?"
Lu Jingshen: "My mother suddenly knocked on the door just now,... I didn't want her to see it."
"You don't want her to see what? You don't want her to see us having sex, or you don't want her to see me?" After Feng Si asked, he got the answer from Lu Jingshen's expression. Even though they didn't do anything just now, Lu Jingshen's subconscious reaction was to ask him to stay away, not wanting his family to find out about their relationship.
“Why do you keep avoiding this question?”
Feng Si pinched Lu Jingshen's chin with his fingers, forcing him to look at him: "What are you worried about?"
Lu Jingshen was stunned for a long time before he reacted. His eyes flickered. He knelt down in front of Feng Si and slowly moved forward.
Being pinched by Feng Si on the back of his neck, Lu Jingshen looked up at him and said in a hoarse voice: "You don't have to move, I'll do it."
After a moment of stalemate, Feng Si let go of his hand, stared at his face, and slowly leaned back against the wall.
Lu Jingshen's eyelashes trembled, but he insisted on sticking to her.
This was the second time he did this for Feng Si. His skills were still not very good and he was still clumsy. Also, because his emotions had been so volatile tonight, he tried extra hard to appease and please Feng Si in this way, but he was too impatient and failed to achieve the goal.
Feng Si frowned impatiently several times, put his hand on the back of his head, and had to try to teach him patiently again.
"Still no, you can't even learn this well."
Maybe it was an unintentional remark, but Lu Jingshen was stunned when he heard it.
He stopped and tried to catch his breath, but his face turned red due to the difficulty in breathing, and the burning went all the way to the corners of his eyes. Physiological tears were forced out, wetting the corners of his eyes, making him look really miserable.
"Don't be so hasty," Feng Si reminded him, "It hurts."
Lu Jingshen felt embarrassed and at a loss. Feng Si's hand pinched the back of his neck again, so he had to continue.
A feeling of frustration arose naturally. He wanted Feng Si to be happy, but he always ruined the atmosphere. Even for such a thing, the evaluation he got was just the three words "not learning well".
This feeling made him extremely powerless. He closed his eyes and could only rely on instinct to please the other person, but even this could not satisfy Feng Si.
From beginning to end, Feng Si just looked at him solemnly, letting Lu Jingshen take the initiative. The cigarette in his hand flickered and ash fell from time to time.