Qiu Qiu fell on the soft cushion, covering his face instinctively to escape from what just happened.
Of course he knew that his godfather was plotting against him, and Fu Ruien had never hidden his desire. However, during this period of time, the most over-the-top things Fu Ruien has done are just kissing faces, touching hands, and hugging waists. Father's kindness.
As a result, the fact that just happened has pierced the whitewashed appearance of peace.
Qiu Qiucai is only twenty-one, every day besides studying is practicing singing, he has never had a serious date, and he is ignorant of his own feelings.
From the very beginning, he felt that he could not fall in love with Fu Ruien, because it violated the ethics established by his relatives since he was a child. Age, status, wealth, gender... It would be fine if there were only one or two gaps. With so many problems in the middle, he subconsciously wanted to bypass this thorny road.
Now Qiu Qiu feels like he has become a balloon full of air, ready to explode at any time. But ordinary balloons are filled with "helium", and he is filled with "shyness"-shyness is shyness, but also fearfulness.
Seeing Tang's son hiding under his arm and refusing to show his face, Fu Ruien knew that the stolen kiss had frightened him.
But he couldn't help it anymore, unless it was impotence, otherwise who would lie in the same bed with Qiu Qiu every day and wouldn't want to sleep with him!
Because of the strenuous exercise just now, Qiu Qiu's clothes were extremely messy, and his T-shirt was completely turned up, revealing his entire belly, which was now stained with a thin layer of red.
While Fu Ruien put his clothes back together, he talked to him: "Okay... they are all men, what's the matter with asking godfather to kiss you?"
His tone was half coaxing, half apologetic, but he was actually regretting that he didn't kiss for a little longer.
Who would have thought that Qiu Qiu would be even more aggrieved after hearing this: "Just this time, I can't kiss again in the future."
"Why?"
Qiu Qiu was a little anxious, but he really couldn't give one, two, three or four reasons, so he could only murmur: "... godfather will lick me up..."
When Fu Ruien heard this, he smiled.
He forcefully pulled Qiu Qiu's hands away, revealing his blushing face under the light. Qiu Qiu didn't dare to look at him, his eyes were looking around nervously.
Fu Ruien was not going to let him escape - he lowered his body and covered Qiu Qiu's body with his hands, pressing his wrists so that he could not move.
He lowered his head and accurately bit Qiu Qiu's lips. Not only did he lick this time, he even used the tip of his tongue to pry open Qiu Qiu's teeth. He stuck his tongue in and stirred it mercilessly...
Qiu Qiu was dumbfounded by his kiss, he opened his mouth blankly and let him be frivolous, his kissing experience was almost zero, but within a few seconds, his back was sore and his legs were limp, his eyes slowly closed, and he put his whole heart into it. In the honey kiss of godfather.
Fu Ruien finally got his wish, holding the baby, kissing and licking, squeezed out a lot of sugar juice from Qiu Qiu's mouth, and he didn't let the panting Qiu Qiu go until all the sweet juice was swept away by himself.
The two of them had already rolled into a ball on the cushion at some point, and Fu Ruien's big hand penetrated into Qiu Qiu's T-shirt, caressing his sweaty back.
They leaned together, forehead to forehead, eye to eye.
At such a close distance, there is nothing but each other's reflections in their pupils.
It's just that Fu Rui'en is full of ambition, and Qiu Qiu's face is also red, and his eyes are also red.
Sugar Daddy bit the tip of Sugar Son's nose lightly, and laughed in a low voice: "Look, isn't this unmelted?"
Qiu Qiu said with tears: "... soon, soon..."
Fu Ruien, the cheeky pervert, in order to fully verify Qiu Qiu's "resistance to licking", insisted on pressing down on Xiao Tangqiu, and licked it over and over again in all directions. Qiu Qiu was sucked inside and out by him for a long time, his mouth was swollen, and the red one hurt when touched.
Qiu Qiu is very contradictory now. He likes to make out with his godfather, likes Fu Ruien's strong arms, warm embrace, his lingering kiss, and his fiery hands... But he dare not take another step forward, Because that would destroy the values he had built up since he was a child.
So he could only carefully form a ball, protecting his thumping heart, hoping that it would beat slower.
He had been stimulated enough that night. Fu Ruien was afraid that he would bully him away, so he didn't dare to lick him anymore. After coaxing him for a long time, he personally carried him to the bathroom, dipped a towel in water, and waited for him to wipe his face and wash his hands.
Originally, Fu Ruien wanted to help him take a bath, but Qiu Qiu firmly refused.
Because Qiu Qiu had something on his mind, he didn't take a good bath to soothe himself. He just took a shower and rushed into the tent wrapped in a towel. He sprinted at a speed of 50 meters, and Fu Ruien didn't even catch a strand of hair.
Qiu Qiuyuan thought that he would not be able to sleep well at night, but he was too exhausted. As soon as his head touched the pillow, before the word "Fu Ruien" came to mind, he fell into a deep sleep.
And of course he didn't know that after he fell asleep, Fu Ruien opened the curtain of his tent, sat beside him and watched over him for a whole night.
…
The consequences of not exercising for too long and becoming too vigorous once exercising were quickly revealed—Qiu Qiu almost couldn't get out of bed the next morning.
Running on the treadmill for half an hour yesterday made his thighs sore and itchy. Not to mention the difficult movements of squatting, he had to walk like a duck. As for sitting 66 sit-ups in one breath, it made his abdominal muscles swell and hurt, and his stomach was uncomfortable even when he spoke.
Originally, Fu Rui'en wanted to ask him for leave, but Qiu Qiu disagreed with everything. He felt sorry for missing a class for the hard-won learning opportunity.
"Do what you can," Fu Ruien held a colorless lipstick in his hand, gently applied it on his red and swollen lips, and at the same time instructed, "Don't try too hard, godfather will feel bad."
Too bad... Godfather looked down at him so seriously that Qiu Qiu almost wanted him to lick her again.
…
As soon as Qiu Qiugang walked into Teacher Gong's workroom, Wang Tingxie, who was doing morning class, hurriedly stopped her homework, rushed over to support him in three steps at a time, and asked about his body with concern.
"What's wrong with you?"
"Didn't Teacher Gong tell me to run for an hour every day and do a hundred sit-ups... I tried to run for half an hour yesterday, but I only did more than 60 sit-ups, and it turned out to be like this today..." Qiu Qiu Said dejectedly.
He is now like a rag doll that has been taken apart and put back together casually. It feels like he is not his own from the chest down. He even had to lean against the wall to pee this morning.
Wang Tingxie didn't expect that the younger brother's physique was so poor, and this amount of exercise had completely ruined him. However, Qiu Qiu looked like a frail young scholar, and it was understandable for him to be poor in physical fitness.
Wang Tingxie hurriedly helped Qiu Qiu to a chair and sat down. Seeing that Qiu Qiu was not feeling well, he was worried about Qiu Qiu's worries, so he hurried to his locker and searched here and there.
Although Teacher Gong has always referred to Wang Dingxie as Wang Chuanhua, she undoubtedly likes this student very much, because she specially set aside a locker for Wang Dingxie to use. Yesterday Qiu Qiu took a sneak peek at the other lockers next to the "Wang Frame", all of the names pasted on them were the Queen of Songs created by Xingui Entertainment. The teacher is "teacher", but she is very optimistic about his future achievements.
Well... I'm so envious...
Qiu Qiu secretly made up his mind that he must study hard, and the 50,000 yuan per class hour must not be wasted.
Wang Tingxie rummaged in the locker for a while, and soon found what he wanted. He returned to Qiu Qiu with some plasters for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis, and asked him to stick them on by himself, and poured warm water The bag asked Qiu Qiu to apply heat to his belly.
After thinking about it, Wang Tingxie took out another piece of aromatherapy with soothing and relaxing effects and put it on. He even prepared heating eye patches and a U-shaped pillow, and pushed him down on the sofa to let him have a good rest.
Qiu Qiu was shocked by Wang Tingxie's Doraemon attribute: "...Brother Frame, why do you have everything? Even if you take out the mask now, I won't be surprised."
"Hey, do you need a mask? I'll get it for you."
"..." No, no need.
Qiu Qiu had always been praised by Da Xiong for being careful. Compared with Wang Tingxie, he realized that he was actually a rough guy...
Just as Qiu Qiu was flattered and sitting on the sofa holding the things given by his senior brother, the devil wearing prada appeared on the stage again.
Teacher Gong is still glamorous today, the smile on her face is always proportional to her poisonous tongue.
Seeing Qiu Qiu's miserable appearance, she asked with concern: "Eldest young master, are you here for confinement?"
Qiu Qiu: "...I'm not, I don't have QAQ."
She turned her gaze to Wang Tingxie again: "Wang Chacha, are you here to take care of your young master's confinement?"
Wang Tingxie: "...I'm not, I don't have QAQ."
Teacher Gong: "Then you two stop hatching chickens here, move, it's half past five, why don't you have any self-consciousness at all."
Qiu Qiu hurriedly stood up tremblingly, leaning on the armrest of the sofa. His unusual movements attracted Teacher Gong's attention.
Teacher Gong asked him what happened.
Although Qiu Qiu felt ashamed, he still said it perfectly.
Unexpectedly, Teacher Gong immediately asked Qiu Qiu to go home after hearing the whole story: "Now you have lactic acid deposits in your abdominal muscles, and it hurts to speak, let alone lift your breath to sing. And you can't even stand up now. I don't know how to teach You sit and talk. You are wasting each other’s time by staying here, go back and have a good rest, and come back to class when you recover.”
Qiu Qiu didn't agree, and hurriedly expressed that he didn't want to leave, and wanted to observe the senior brother's class, so he wouldn't bother Lao Gong to guide alone.
"It's okay to be an auditor," Teacher Gong said, "Tuition fees will be deducted as usual."
"... Goodbye, teacher, I will go back to rest today."
…
Qiu Qiu originally wanted to exercise hard and improve his physique as soon as possible, but he didn't expect to be self-defeating, and was chased away by the strict teacher Gong like a duck.
He called the driver, intending to ask him to take him home, but when he checked his pocket, he found that he had left in such a hurry that he forgot to bring his keys. He had no choice but to ask the driver to turn the car around and drive towards his godfather's company.
The car drove very steadily, Qiu Qiu was very tired physically, but he couldn't fall asleep because of all the thoughts in his mind. He leaned against the car window, looking at the busy traffic outside the window, and countless memories flashed through his mind just like this scene.
He suddenly remembered that he was in this car before, and he was hugged by his godfather and touched all over his body. At that time, the two of them were arguing too much, the driver in the front seat and Secretary He kept watching them secretly...
Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked in the rearview mirror, but he just bumped into the driver's line of sight.
Qiu Qiu felt embarrassed, his face flushed slightly, and he whispered, "Hello, brother driver."
Unexpectedly, the driver froze all over, quickly reached out and pressed the baffle button, and the baffle rose instantly, blocking the front and rear spaces.
Qiu Qiu: "...???"
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