Four O’Clock Flower

Chapter 119: Fanwai Sanzhiming people do not drive dark cars

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At the end of the year, Zheng Siqi went abroad with the college for a 20-day trip. On the day he came back from the airport, he thought of a few family members, and he wished that he could just teleport home after learning the Great Teleportation. So I took a taxi home directly from the airport, very proud. After all, Linan's prices have continued to soar in recent years, and a taxi will start to say less than fifteen. As a result, it happened to meet a small peak in the north of the city, blocking it into a long, motionless dragon on the elevated.

The driver's master was also a sloppy man. He couldn't move when he saw it. The window opened and then went out. He lit a cigarette and started smoking. He turned his head and smiled at Zheng Siqi in the co-pilot: "It looks like we have to get along for a while. It's fate, isn't it?"

Zheng Siqi pushed his glasses, turned the phone on his knees, smiled but didn't speak. The words in my heart are: pull it down, you can.

I don't know what's going on. During the few days abroad, he deliberately didn't tell Qiao Fengtian the exact date of his return to China. Qiao Fengtian asked him on the phone across the ocean at that time, and he answered vaguely, saying that the meeting schedule might be temporarily changed, and he could not be sure one day after another. . After Qiao Fengtian said "um" twice, he started to talk about things that were insignificant, such as do you miss me, do you feel lonely, how many kisses and hugs do you want in return? Qiao Fengtian felt ashamed to the point of goosebumps when he heard it himself, and once again felt how shameless this man really was, and he really thought he couldn't do it.

The last time I felt this way was when I was in elementary school. Lin Shuangyu was going to work at that time, and after a short lunch break, he had to leave home in a hurry to return to the factory. When he was young, Qiao Fengtian was deeply attached to her at that time. He fetched water for her, twisted a towel and wiped his hands and face. He quietly stood aside watching her put on clothes and shoes. .

The kind of thinking is knowing that the other party will come back, but even such a short separation is unbearable, very light and light throbbing. He was embarrassed to say that he was not as shameless as Zheng Siqi, so he couldn't put his face aside and say to him with a smile—you went on a business trip, and I secretly smelled the smell on your pillow like an idiot. Wearing a quilt is like holding you, and wearing your clothes.

Zheng Siqi's footsteps were still resounding in the building, and Qiao Fengtian heard it on the balcony. He was inexplicably embarrassed for a while, just like going to a manpower interview, he put down the dried sheets and clothes in his hand and looked at his body. Clothes, looked at the slippers under his feet, and turned around in a panic.

Zheng Siqi wasn't nervous, but he was more impatient than him. He fell to the ground with a steady and steady attitude. When he opened the door, the door was almost kicked open by his old man without a shadow.

One rushed into the room from the balcony, and the other rushed into the door from outside the room. They met suddenly and looked at each other.

"I didn't tell you that it was the plane this morning, and it was blocked all the way back." Zheng Siqi stood across from him and stared at him with a smile. Seeing him standing still, he took off his gloves and tilted his head slightly, "Stupid. what?"

Qiao Fengtian didn't say a word, flew over and jumped up and hugged him, hooked Zheng Siqi's neck firmly and pulled him down, followed closely with his mouth and gave him a loud kiss on the left cheek.

"Oh, it's so sticky." Zheng Siqi said, his heart was actually very happy, he took the person in his arms from low to high, like holding a child in his arms, and leaned close to him. He smelled the smell of his hair in his ear, and said softly, "Do you want our baby to die?"

Zheng Siqi's coat was cold outside. He kissed his left cheek, and then saw the other person turn his right cheek, so he kissed his right cheek in a sympathetic manner. After kissing, he put his forehead against his, and carefully traced his outline and facial features through the glasses. He couldn't help laughing, and closed his eyes and pressed his mouth again.

"Miss me."

Just for this sentence, Zheng Siqi has no reason to let him go at night.

Twenty days apart, as if it had been lingering for twenty years, Zheng Siqi caressed and kissed him endlessly. There are no rules or picks. Wherever you catch a kiss, you can touch and touch another place with your hand as an auxiliary. From the Adam's apple to the collarbone, then from the collarbone to the undulating lower abdomen, licking, biting, and biting the only place on the other's body that could pick out any soft flesh. Qiao Fengtian is still not fat, still thin and thin, and feels hard to the touch, but somehow, he feels that his body has become more slippery than before, white and soft, and it tastes sweet.

"Can you help me?" Zheng Siqi asked him, pressing on him to hook his lower body.

Qiao Fengtian was finally willing to let him do this not long ago, but the psychological pressure was still too great, so he covered his face for a long time and refused to speak. Zheng Siqi hugged him and didn't know how to coax him, so he was searching for "reciprocity", whether it could make his baby feel more balanced, and then give it a try after thinking about it, so it was very fucking unreasonable to pull Qiao Fengtian to cover his face that night. With both hands, gentle and restrained, he couldn't help shuddering and put his own into his mouth. Qiao Fengtian wanted to no longer have any psychological obstacles. Before being spoken to by Zheng Siqi, he must first speak for him thoughtfully, and did his best, without any reluctance at all. Lying on his back on the bed in a trance, holding his shoulder and letting him kiss, Si Qi Si Qi whispered to him. Hearing him pressing him so tightly, he understood. He propped up his upper body and pressed him back to the mattress, touched his ears, looked at him for a moment, reached out to his legs and stroked his hot and swollen lower body.

When he was caught in his mouth, Zheng Siqi almost couldn't help sighing, so he made a deep and repressed "um" in his throat, so sexy that Qiao Fengtian's temple jumped. Zheng Siqi leaned his back against the head of the bed, sat halfway on the bed, his long fingers repeatedly penetrated into Qiao Fengtian's hair, followed the movement of the other side's undulating movements between his legs and gently rubbed, carefully looking at Qiao Fengtian's lower body, the fluent line from back to hip. . When it was sucked to a key position, it was difficult to hold and forbearance to use force, the sinuous blue veins on the back of the hand gradually floated up, pinching the opponent's neck seal and couldn't help pressing down between his legs.

He felt that the other party's gaze was always hot on his back, and his bare back, waist and lower body were about to be seen by him. He spat out the one that was in his hand, sipped the wet and sticky mouth, and raised his hand to take off his glasses.

Zheng Siqi let him pick it, he picked it, and while he was not paying attention, he bit a finger that he had no time to take back and took a kiss, spit it out, and asked him, breathing slowly, "I'm on a business trip, do you think I've done it? ?"

Qiao Fengtian's ears were hot, and he brought his fingers back to his mouth, and naturally sipped. Zheng Siqi is only very short-sighted, so he has to narrow his eyes to focus when he sees people without glasses. He has beautiful eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes are slightly raised, so when squinting at people, there will be a paradoxical, unclear feeling, a bit dangerous and incomprehensible. If you meet him for the first time, you will naturally withdraw a bit, but Qiao Fengtian knows him so well and knows why, and he likes to be obsessed with making love with him. It's all his.

Zheng Siqi saw that his whole person was tangled and weak, and he was dazzled by the burning heat. When Zheng Siqi came over and continued to kiss him, he didn't think it would be unclean, and opened his mouth obediently to let him come in and mess with him.

"Well… "

"I have, many times, just in the hotel at night." Zheng Siqi said it to him on purpose, the two of them kissed with sticky mouths, so their voices became stinky and sticky, " You're not here, I just thought, I miss your mouth, stomach, feet, and this." Squeeze his chest twice, "I still want you to help me like this..." Zheng Siqi pressed his throat, "You are crying, Then I got shot in a mess."

The two of them didn't know what to do, and they shuddered when they talked to each other without the four or six dirty words. Qiao Fengtian licked him as if he couldn't bear it and couldn't bear it, and then withdrew his mouth. "...don't spit it out baby, it's not here yet."

Before the shot, Zheng Siqi's lower abdomen shrank and shuddered violently, "Baby..." Calling him up, Qiao Fengtian didn't know whether he really didn't hear it or pretended he didn't, and continued to bite and hold it. "Baby, baby..." Zheng Siqi stepped back and held his face, while Qiao Fengtian chased closer. Zheng Siqi couldn't help but burst into laughter and couldn't control it. He held the tip of his nose and called him unsteadily, "I don't really want to shoot you in a mess, baby, I..."

Qiao Fengtian vomited out and leaned over to hug him. Zheng Siqi found that he was trembling slightly all over, hooking his neck and biting the tip of his ear, and there was a twitching sound in his ear. Zheng Siqi was stunned for a moment, suddenly hugged him tightly, and rubbed his body into his chest. He felt that the top of his lower body was tightly wrapped by his palm, and the slightly cooler temperature gently wrapped it, like a piece of woven silk.

"Baby... um!" He snapped the tip maliciously with his fingernail, and suddenly shot, frowning and sighing, messily kissing the other's hot face left and right. All of himself was held in his palm by him, leaking sticky and sticky from between his fingers. The lower abdomen was cold, and Zheng Siqi realized that he had followed him and shot, leaning loosely on his chest, opening and closing the five fingers that had just wrapped around him.

"Don't you dislike it?" Zheng Siqi asked him. Qiao Fengtian glanced at him, raised his hand in front of his eyes, licked it, touched the corner of his mouth and chin, and wiped the rest casually, deliberately covering his chest and stomach with a faint smell. He rubbed the ones on his stomach again, as if he was playing with something ordinary.

Zheng Siqi's scalp was numb, and his throat tightened as if he had been snapped by a rubber band. I think he really learned badly.

"you really… "

Qiao Fengtian sat on his lap, closed his eyes and lowered his head, rubbed his lower body around the base of his leg, feeling the process of qualitative change again, and began to call him again, "Si Qi, Si Qi, Skye…”

"Okay." Zheng Siqi responded to him, reaching in with two fingers dipped in lubricating fluid to stir and expand. "

"Si Qi..." Qiao Fengtian called out without rhythm, fast and slow, big and small, interspersed with several interjections, "Si Qi, Si Qi, um Si Qi..."

"Call me again."

"Siqi, Siqi, Zheng Siqi."

As soon as Zheng Siqi pushed his waist in, he felt that he was firmly bound by this person. He was warm, contented, burdened, and relied upon. All his thoughts and wills had traces of his imprint in the future. The two of them let out a short and satisfying sigh at the same time, and they were wrapped tightly around each other like a vine.

"Did you do it yourself?" Then he took the opportunity to ask him reluctantly, "Speak quietly, huh? Baby, baby, my baby..." After saying that, he pushed him upwards, and the tight place like a holster was tight. It faded from the lower body and was tightly wrapped tightly.

Qiao Fengtian could only nod his head. "how many times?"

"Once or twice." Qiao Fengtian was embarrassed to look at him again. "

"Don't miss me, you."

"Think." Qiao Fengtian always felt that he was shaken and unstable, so he supported Zheng Siqi's shoulder and reached for the joint with one hand, "I really think about it, I think about it every day, I'm serious."

"Then I'll take you with me next time I go on a business trip. You can go wherever I go."

"Um."

"In the suitcase?"

"Um."

"Baby, my baby."

When Qiao Fengtian did it with him for the third time, he was really in tears, and he didn't know why. There is the sadness of being too tired, the pain in the back, the pain in the legs and the helplessness, the joy of having lost and found, and the fulfillment and overwhelm of the return of precious things. Just as happy as he was when he was a child, Lin Shuangyu left work, and Hei Tian forced Qiao Liang to accompany him to pick her up when he walked a mile of mountain road, and he couldn't sleep peacefully until she came back.

Qiao Fengtian has no requirements for his future long-distance business trips. Pay attention to safety and have a good rest. The only thing to add is: tell yourself when to come back. To let myself know when I can happily start looking forward to the day.