After the Spring Festival, Fu Jia and Lu Qi'an's short winter vacation ended.
Lu Qi'an entered the second semester of high school, and all the classmates around him had been studying so much that they could not sleep or eat.
With his current grades, he is confident enough to be admitted to the ideal college, and he does not need to devote himself to studying like other classmates.
What's more, he has to be distracted to deal with Lu's parents, which is far more difficult than studying.
Before the college entrance examination, Lu Zhiyuan asked Lu Qi'an to go back three times. Each time he looked at Lu Qi'an with disappointment and disgust, and said, "You are not qualified to be my son now."
At least on the bright side, Lu Zhiyuan saw that Lu Qi'an accepted Teacher Liu's help, quit his original social circle, and lived in the old family area of No. 6 Middle School all day long, and he was very satisfied.
Lu Qi'an was just silent about this.
In the confrontation again and again, the relationship between father and son is constantly being split and pulled. I don't know how long it can last, and I don't know if there is any possibility of repair.
Lu Qi'an could only bear the pressure silently. At least before the dark shadow touches Fu Jia, he will block the front.
In early June, the college entrance examination is just around the corner. Lu Qi'an was the most relaxed one in the atmosphere where the whole school was ready. No one is worried that he will have problems. He is the benchmark in the hearts of all the students who volunteer to take the A university. Teachers can also use him as a positive example to inspire other students.
The only person who is still nervous for him is Fu Jia.
He didn't seem to know who was going to take the college entrance examination. From a week before the exam, he was so nervous that he couldn't eat or sleep well. His eyes were always on Lu Qi'an, and he wrote: "I'm worried about you, I feel sorry for you."
Although the second semester of high school is also very busy, this semester Fu Jia has never let Lu Qi'an worry about his studies. He never takes his studies home, and even takes time out of class to find Aunt Sun to learn a few light and nutritious side dishes. , from time to time to Lu Qian extra meals.
In this case, he didn't fall behind in the ranking of the class, which is already remarkable.
During the official exam, it rained for two consecutive days. Fu Jia got up early to take Lu Qi'an to the exam room, and came to pick him up early after the exam, never falling behind any parent who sent the exam.
Fu Jia knew that even without him, Lu Qi'an could handle his own affairs well. He couldn't help much, and sometimes he might even be a disservice.
He also hates his own clumsiness and weakness, but what's the use of that? No matter how good and perfect Lu Qi'an is, Fu Jia will still be nervous for him, because he is the most important, far more important than himself.
More than a month later, Lu Qi'an received the admission letter from the city's A University.
The summer vacations for the two of them were not short, and Lu Qi'an's vacation was even more empty and long. They had plenty of time to get tired of being together, and even travel.
One day, Lu Qi'an asked, "Is there any place you want to go?"
Fu Jia answered without thinking, "Park."
His obsession with the park is deep.
Lu Qi'an also knew this, so he said, "We can go to the park anytime you want, but now that we have enough time, we can go further afield."
Fu Jia was stunned—farther away
He was born in this city and left the city when he was with Fu Xiaoli before the age of eight, but he has not been to "farther places" since the age of eight. For him in the past, Lu Qi'an was far enough away, how could he have thought of "farther"
Even now, he didn't think about it.
Fu Jia knew a few famous scenic spots, but he didn't have the confidence to say it. He tried hard to let his imagination fly, thinking from the sky to the ground, then from the ground to the water, and finally choked out two words: "Beach?"
Being in an inland city, the seaside was the farthest place he could think of in a short time.
In this way, before the summer heat really came, Lu Qi'an brought Fu Jia to the beach. Their foothold is in the seaside villa area. There are only a dozen independent villas here, but they share a vast beach.
Fu Jia couldn't name the place, and he didn't see anyone other than the staff along the way, so he arrived in front of the villa in confusion.
He stood there and looked into the distance, the blue of the sea all over his eyes. The sea breeze is clear, bringing a subtle fishy and salty smell. Before enjoying the scenery, Fu Jia felt the fear first.
Staying here for one night... how expensive is it
Lu Qi'an explained while taking him in: "This is my mother's villa. I came here once when I was very young. The weather is not hot enough now, and other residents will come over in about half a month."
Fu Jia looked at him in surprise and hesitated: "Your mother..."
In the Lin family villa for so many years, he has heard a lot of stories about Qi Bing, and one by one, none of them can make people laugh.
Lu Qi'an did not speak.
Fu Jia tightened the strings for himself and did not mention Qi Bing again.
The next day, they came to the beach when the morning sun was at its best. The waves look charming from a distance, but when they get closer, they realize that the force is so powerful that it can knock people over.
Fu Jia had never swam before, so he didn't know anything, so he didn't have any fear. With the help of Lu Qi'an's swimming ring, he ran forward, hit a wave head-on, and was severely overturned into the water. .
In an instant, Lu Qi'an picked him up, but he still choked on a large mouthful of seawater and hung on Lu Qi'an's body and couldn't stop coughing.
Lu Qi'an touched his wet hair and said, "Do you still want to go inside? I'll take you there."
Fu Jia coughed up tears, his eyes were full of horror, and he shook his head vigorously.
Lu Qi'an helped him wipe off the water droplets from his eyelashes. Seeing that he was embarrassed and helpless, hanging pitifully on his body, he couldn't help raising the corners of his lips and smiled lowly.
On the beach in summer, the body of the loved one is far warmer than the sea. Lu Qi'an's low laughter was in his ears, full of deep love that could not be dissolved.
Fu Jiapan landed on Qi'an, and every inch of the skin he touched was hot.
He blushed, and stopped coughing, shouting loudly, "You're laughing!"
Lu Qi'an smiled and smiled directly at the person! This is as rare as a full score in Fu Jia Kao.
Lu Qi'an became calmer and asked him, "Can't I laugh?"
Of course the answer is yes, but Fu Jia is speechless. The sun made him dizzy, and the faint salty taste of the sea remained on his lips, making him thirsty.
He leaned back, trying to get more exposure to the icy sea water to relieve the heat on his body, but Lu Qi'an pulled him tight, and their bodies were almost completely together.
"Wait a minute..." Fu Jia said shamefully, "you leave me alone for a while, otherwise..."
Otherwise he'll have an erection outdoors like a pervert.
Lu Qi'an remained calm, and asked, "Otherwise?"
Fu Jia really hated it so much. It's not that I hate Lu Qi'an knowingly asking, but that I hate myself for being too anxious.
He hugged Lu Qi'an tightly, kissed him hard on the lips, and then buried his face on his shoulder, never looking up.
Fu Jia was hanging on Lu Qi'an's body. It was impossible for Lu Qi'an not to feel any changes in his body.
"Go back?" he asked.
Fu Jia bit him. if not? Is it done in the sea
Lu Qian walked onto the beach and carried Fu Jia back to the villa.
Back in the back room, Fu Jia didn't care about etiquette and shame. He hurriedly threw Lu Qi'an onto the plush carpet in the living room, rejecting the proposal to take a bath with him first.
Lu Qi'an's body fascinated him, from head to toe, he liked every inch. He sniffed the faint smell of seawater on Lu Qi'an's body, and unconsciously acted like a spoiled child: "I want to lick you."
Lu Qi'an almost pushed him away.
He calmed down for two seconds, let Fu Jia lie on top of him, and acquiesced to his behavior.
Fu Jia's tongue was soft and warm, sticky licking from his neck down, passing through his chest to his waist, leaving large wet marks on Lu Qi'an. Lu Qi'an thought that he would not like this sticky touch, nor did he like to see Fu Jia in an overly lewd posture, but his hot body told him that he was not a gentleman, and he liked to see Fu Jia slutty. It looks like the more debauched it is, the more I like it.
When Fu Jia licked his belly and was about to continue down, Lu Qi'an did not stop him.
Fu Jia touched Lu Qi'an's fully erect lower body and asked, "Can I lick here?"
His tone was somewhat naive.
Lu Qi'an took a deep breath and said, "Yes."
Fu Jia supported his bloodshot penis and licked twice on the head. The taste is not too bad, very salty like sea water. He tried to open his mouth to cover the stem, and the salty taste became more pronounced.
He swallowed and swallowed Lu Qi'an's thing without a teacher, and contained it to the deepest point, so that the head of the penis could reach his throat with every stroke. He would retching the first two strokes, but he got used to it after a while.
The inside of his sensitive mouth was constantly being rubbed and felt a little numb. Fu Jia had an illusion in a trance, as if his lower body was also being thrust by Lu Qi'an's things at the same time.
He slowly let out his strength, and the rhythm of entering and leaving was taken over by Lu Qi'an. He wasn't too rough, and he didn't go too deep. He accumulated pleasure little by little in a gentle way until the critical point.
He wanted to cum in Fu Jia's mouth like this, preferably against his throat and poured all the semen into his esophagus, so that he couldn't vomit even if he wanted to.
The moment this thought flashed, Lu Qi'an left Fu Jia's mouth and shot on his lips.
Fu Jia was lost for a while, feeling a little overwhelmed. He subconsciously licked his lower lip, and the tip of his red tongue curled with sporadic white liquid, which entered his body with the action of swallowing.
Lu Qi'an wiped off the semen remaining on Fu Jia's face with a tissue, and said helplessly, "Don't mess around again next time."
Fu Jia said, "I only do this to you."
Lu Qi'an hugged him onto the sofa, and after a simple lubrication, separated his legs and entered his body.
"Yes, you can only do this to me."