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After listening to Su Qiong's memories, Lin Fu felt that he was not very good.
"That person... is actually you." Lin Fu, who always had a calm expression when he picked up Su Qiong, raised his hand to his forehead, covered his slightly red cheeks with his arm, and said embarrassedly, "I also gave you the empty bottle I picked up on the ground. .”
The two tokens of love that President Lin Da gave to his lover were a pile of sand mixed with liquid and two empty plastic bottles. They echoed the later mobile phones for the elderly and second-hand TVs. The word "poor" perfectly complemented the topic. …
"Are you embarrassed? No need." Su Qiong walked around to the other side of Lin Fu who had no arm to cover him, looked at him with a smile and showed a little embarrassment, and said in a sincere tone, "You don't want to say anything to a stranger who picks up trash?" You are such a kind person, I think you are very nice."
Lin Fu let out a breath and instantly returned to his cool, handsome and domineering normal state. He raised his eyebrows at Su Qiong and said with a smile, "It turns out that you liked me more from that day on."
Su Qiong lowered his eyes and nodded slightly: "Yes."
"Lollipops," Lin Fu played with the lollipops collected by Su Qiong in the round box, "This is the first food you eat in the mortal world, and I invited you to eat it."
"That's why I like it so much." Su Qiong admitted softly.
It feels sweet in your mouth.
Although there is no lollipop in his mouth now, it is still so sweet... The little poor god thought with slightly confused eyes.
Lin Fu couldn't help but pinch his cheeks that looked easy to pinch, and said happily: "To be honest, where else have you peeked at me?"
"A lot..." Su Qiong licked his fingers one by one, his eyes flickering guiltily, "I watch you going to and from school at the school gate, watching you go to cram school, watching you play basketball, watching you walking your dog near home..."
Lin Fu couldn't help but start to look back on his memories, racking his brains to search for people with a similar figure to Su Qiong, but found nothing.
The more Su Qiong spoke, the less confident he became. He covered his face with his hands anxiously and whispered as softly as a little rabbit: "Am I becoming the legendary 'pervert' if I do this..."
Lin Fu suddenly felt that he was going to be turned into a pervert by cuteness, so he immediately said: "Yes."
Su Qiong looked dejected and said, "Sure enough," "Ah..."
Lin Fu's eyes turned to Su Qiong's two coat pockets, and he smiled meaningfully: "So why don't you make it up to me quickly and try out the new bed with me?"
"Hmm..." Su Qiong wasn't stupid either. He blinked and asked doubtfully, "Actually, there aren't many perverts, right?"
Lin Fu burst out laughing, and without saying a word, he picked up Su Qiong and hugged him sideways.
The bedding on the bed had been laid out. After a while, Su Qiong was pressed heavily on the bed and had nowhere to escape.
Lin Fu lowered his head and kissed his lips. The kiss was not full of lust, but patient and gentle. The tip of his tongue gently slid across his lips and teeth, lingering back and forth with inquiry. It was not until Su Qiong's slightly stiff body gradually relaxed that Lin Fu increased his pressure. The intensity of the kiss and the subtle sound of water made the temperature in the room seem to rise several degrees.
After kissing for a while, Lin Fu opened the zipper of Suqiong's coat pocket, took out a box of condoms and opened it. They were the cheapest basic condoms, probably because he thought they would break halfway through...
Lin Fu picked one up with two fingers and waved it in front of Su Qiong's eyes. His smile was a little evil and he said, "Let's use both boxes today."
"Yes, yes..." Su Qiong was too embarrassed to think. He stared straight at the wall and entered a state of obeying Lin Fuyan.
"Little one." Lin Fu kissed his forehead lovingly and started to take off his clothes. "There are twelve in two boxes. You want to exhaust your husband to death."
"Oh... Twelve..." Su Qiong was confused as Lin Fu took off his coat and sweater. At this moment, his belt was still being removed. His head was in a mess, and he almost couldn't figure out the concept of twelve times. .
After being stripped down to the last layer of cloth, Su Qiong got into the bed, revealing only a face as red as a fried egg and two hands firmly holding the quilt.
Lin Fu smiled softly and turned to take off his clothes. He paid great attention to fitness and maintenance on weekdays. When he put on clothes, his thin waist and slender straight legs still retained the feeling of a handsome boy, but when he took off his clothes, he looked like a handsome boy. Just the right amount of muscles, no fat at all, and two mermaid lines extending deeply from both sides of the abdomen into the bottom of the black fabric, making people unable to take their eyes away.
Lin Fu lifted up the quilt and got in. The two of them were almost naked against each other. Su Qiong's eyes were so panicked that he was looking at one place every second. Lin Fu looked at him intently and affectionately, his hand under the quilt. I don't know where he was dishonest, which made Su Qiong scream softly.
"Call me husband." Lin Fu kept making trouble.
Su Qiong panted, twisting around like a fish out of water, and begged: "Wait... can you touch other places first... let me get used to it before..."
"Okay," Lin Fu was in a good mood to appreciate Su Qiong's shy look, and whispered in his ear, "Call me husband first, and I will take my time."
Su Qiong licked his lips and called in a low voice like a cat: "Husband..."
Mr. Lin, who was very bad and very bad, took out his ears and said slowly: "Hmm-?"
Su Qiong had no choice but to stand up, put his head against Lin Fu's ear, raised his voice slightly, and stammered: "O-husband..."
"...Be good." Lin Fu's spirit of contract was instantly cut into pieces. He pushed Su Qiong back into bed like a wolf and threw him down. The young and shy little poor god was so delicious that Lin Fu, who had always been clean and self-possessed, could not control himself. The surging desire has made people indescribable over and over again.
This innocent seed, across the rolling red dust and fleeting years, broke out of the ground under the guidance of fate, and finally reunited with the person who planted it, and blossomed into a tree full of heavy flowers.